June 21st, 2015
Fiore Hunter College
11:00 AM

It was at last the first day of summer and the first thing that the ice cold Gray Fullbuster does is come to class half-friggin-naked. Of course, the girls fawn over his muscular body, but his sculpting teacher did not find it very humorous at all. She took a deep breath as she was about to yell at him when the announcements came on for the morning.

"Gooooooood Morning students of Fiore Hunter!" Came out the booming voice of the positive assistant principal, Makarov Dreyar.

He continues, "I am pleased to announce that today marks the first day of summer and yet another day closer to the end of the semester! Since it's been nothing but hot, hot, hot weather rolling in! Therefore, there WILL indeed be an exception to students who wear some... Less clothing than usual."

Gray simply smirked at the furious teacher as he went to go take a seat and the announcements continued.

With a happy sigh, the exorcist worked on his beautiful ice sculpture of none other than Juvia. He was almost done with it actually. Only needed a few more knicks in the base and then it'd be as good as finished. Pulling on his bandana to cover his hair, he got to work.

"Well, well well-" a voice startles Gray, causing him to drop his ice pick but, the figure catches it.

"I didn't think while visiting this lovely college that I'd find you here." He continued with a grin and places the ice pick inside the pocket of his tool belt.

Gray recognized this figured voice but, then again, his appearance would have given him instantly away. White hair and the just as cocky as ever smile...

"Well, if it isn't the ice cold bastard?" Gray mumbles under his breath, seeing his old rival alive.

"Who are you calling ice cold? If I recall, you used to reject darling Juvia day in and day out till-"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it! You're back." students started whispering around them.

"What are you doing here?!" Gray whisper yells at the vampire as he hurriedly stands up to avoid knocking the sculpture over once more.

"Well, since me and the others are starting to return, I wanted to find something interesting to do. Like, I don't know... ice sculpting." Lyon smirks, eyeing the sculpture of Juvia.

"Then, go do it elsewhere! I don't want you here to start anymore problems! It's bad enough that you pop up here out of the blue and-" Gray shouts.

"But, isn't sweet Juvia already here?" Lyon grabs Gray's sculpture and kisses her face.

That question really shut him up. Gray stood there silent and refused to look at Lyon Vastia's face. If he acted, he probably could've killed him on the spot. No... He couldn't do that. There'd be too much of a mess to clean up on. The albino was a vampire after all but, he couldn't forget that he was her son too. He couldn't have her suffer any longer than she had too. It was bad enough that she died already. Lyon sees that Gray was slightly in distress so, he took it upon himself to make the decision.

"Hm. I see." Lyon began to walk out of the classroom when Gray attempts to go after him.

"W-wait! Lyon!" Gray chases after him, closing the classroom door behind him and seeing Lyon stop as he was walking into the hallway.

"What? Did you miss having me to play rival with?" His black eyes twinkled, knowing how Gray truly felt about his cousin.

"To be honest... I have just a bit, buddy." Gray says, slapping Lyon's back rather harshly.

"Pffft, buddy?" He laughed, rubbing his back now aching of Gray's hit.

"You've gotten stronger..." Lyon groans and Gray chuckles.

"Yep and now, you're coming with me." Gray grabs Lyon by the collar of his jacket and began to drag him somewhere.

"W-what? Hey!! Stop that! This jacket was expensive!" Lyon's constant shouts eventually silenced.

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Juvia sneezed in the middle of class.

"That's funny... I only sneeze when there are possible yaoi relationships with Gray-sama... How funny." Juvia wipes her nose and nervously chuckles.

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That day also happened to be a visitor's day at Fiore College, where high school juniors and seniors tour around the school with their parents, so as Gray dragged Lyon pass the crowds of people, no one noticed that it was strange. Well, maybe except for the fact that the dark-haired male didn't have a shirt on but, the girls didn't really seem to mind.

"Where are you taking me?" Lyon asks.

"Somewhere safe... I hope." Gray began to slightly regret what he was about to do but, he didn't seem to have any other choice.

When Gray finally reached his 'destination' he opened the door and threw the white haired vampire in there.

Lyon cursed in pain as his shoulder scraped the floor and Gray came in closing the door behind him. The place happened to be the gymnasium, which was currently locked off from other students for renovations. Gray, unfortunately, entered the way of the men's shower.

"I know it's weird but, we're here. In the, er... bathroom, shower room. Whatever! You get my point!" Gray began to regret what he was going to do more and more.

"Hell yeah, it's weird! What the hell do you want from me?!" Lyon shouts, taking off his jacket since it ripped from the fall.

"You know good and well what I need to do. You aren't exactly... supposed to be here and you know it." Gray sat against the wall.

"Well, I didn't come here of my own free will, you know... I escaped." Lyon sat down next to him.

"Escaped?" Gray asks.

"Let's just say that a lot of things went down in the vampire world. It's too long of a story and it's not exactly something a mere human could understand-"

"You were once human too, Lyon. And according to a lot of people, you and the others died a long time ago. But, you are here anyway, parading back into our lives like you never left in the first place! Did you ever think about how we felt?! You know, the first night that we found out about all this, Lucy burst out into tears because she couldn't handle any of it and Natsu- He was dead, you were dead, Juvia was dead! How do I know who's coming back next, it could be my mother for all I know!" Gray shouted, tears falling down his face cause he was so frustrated with it all.

For him and the girls, it was all going way too fast. A part of themselves were extremely grateful for them back in their lives but, another part just felt... Betrayed somehow. The girls were already kinda orphaned and Gray was never very close to his father so, for the last three years, they could only rely on each other for support, dropping absolutely anything if one were in trouble. And suddenly, they were dragged into their 'birthright' as exorcists with absolutely no explanations and no back-up plans. On top of all that, Gray's father finally started to give a shit about him, which only made the Fullbuster feel more torn up on. Gray felt like he was going to fall apart from all the pressure.

"Gray..." Lyon places a hand on his shoulder and Gray quickly pulled him into a hug.

"I don't understand what you're going through but, Gray... We're family, remember?" Lyon gives him a half-smile.

"Yeah, I know. Just... Just shut up for a second, okay? I need to catch my breath." Lyon smirks, wrapping his arms around Gray's shoulders and letting him cry.

"I missed you too, Gray... I'm glad though." Lyon pats his back and Gray gets off.

"And why's that?" Gray wipes the last of his tears away.

"Cause I thought you weren't a crybaby anymore. Turns out I'm wrong." Lyon sticks his tongue out at him as Gray's face turned a shade of pink.

"You always were a crybaby-" Gray punches him in the face.

"Fuck you, asshole!" he huffs, standing up and brushing the dust off his bare shoulders, "Enough with all this mushy shit! It's time to get to business!"

"What business?" Lyon rubbed his nose as Gray swished his mini-ice pick from his back pocket.

"You carry a mini-ice pick around with you?"

"It's a habit. College does that to you."

"Whatever... As you were saying."

"Well, since I'm an exorcist now, I'm able to tame vampires and such, cause I'm just that awesome apparently-"

"And they say I'm the one with the ego."

"Shut up! Anyway, I have to keep you safe with my power." Gray holds the ice pick in his hand.

"Your power?" Lyon asks.

"I am the son of an exorcist after all." The shirtless exorcist slits his palm open, allowing it to bleed a little and let the blood slide off his hand. Then, he shoves his hand near Lyon's face.

"Drink it." he says.

"Drink your blood? Ha! Not in a million ye-" Gray forces his bloodied hand over Lyon's mouth.

"Don't try to resist, asshole! You hurt too many people to refuse this and you know exactly who I'm talking about! Not only did the girls and I suffer but, a lot of others had to as well!" Gray shouts as he thinks about the funeral.

He remembered that it was raining. It poured down so hard that you couldn't hear the sobs happening around them. Twenty-one graves. That's how many there were. Twenty-one people were dead and only four were spared from a vicious attack. The police deemed it as an attack of terrorism from the neighboring country of Alvarez but, that didn't matter to the four.

Yes, the four: Lucy, Levy, Erza and Gray, the only survivors of the massacre. While their physical scars would heal, what they saw on that bus would forever haunt their memory. The only reason they were even let out of the hospital was because they wouldn't have been able to let go otherwise. To let go of those they cared about.

Erza was holding the black umbrella in one hand and a sobbing Levy in the other. Erza had cut her red hair the previous morning, saying that the color of her hair kept reminding her of the incident. Lucy stood by them, her eyes were hollow and just as dead looking as all those buried. Gray, however, was with his family. His father was holding the umbrella and he stood next to him. His older cousin was holding his pink-haired niece as she screamed and sobbed onto her chest. His aunt was silent, looking over at a specific grave as she sobbed into a tissue.

When it came time for all the coffins to be buried, his aunt ran out into the rain and held onto the coffin holding her son.

"No, not yet! He's still alive!" she screamed as the pastor tried to remove her.

"Ur!" his father dropped the umbrella and the rain began to soak Gray.

Gray looked over to Lucy as she was biting her lip, trying to hold back the sobs. He walked over to her, grabbing a hold of her hand as the tears came rolling down faster and faster. She dropped to the ground in screams and Levy joined her. Erza even began to break down, leaving Gray to scream as thunder went off in the back.

The four all held their hands together as they sobbed, gripping tighter and tighter when the pain became too unbearable.

In the end, they all went home, still holding their hands together.

"I had to watch Ur and all of them suffer all this time because you decided to play the hero and save me instead of yourself!" Gray screams, remembering what happened on the bus massacre.

Gray was screaming, trying to find Juvia's hand that was gone. The next turn had sent Gray crashing into a window, hearing a loud crack from the glass. Juvia's body was nowhere to be found.

"J-Juvia...?" he was dizzy.

Between the fuzzy vision and the screams of everyone else, he saw a head of white grabbing him by the shoulders and breaking the remainder of the glass to make an exit.

In his hand was a picture of a pink-haired girl, cheerily smiling with the white-haired boy kissing her cheek.

"L-Lyon..." Gray groaned, the pain on his head making him want to pass out but, his vision began to slightly focus.

His cousin, his rival, his childhood best friend, Lyon Vastia, was definitely in a much worse shape than Gray was. Blood was stained all over his body and what looked like a dog bit into his shoulder.

"Lyon! Jesus fuck! You're bleeding ou-!" Gray shouts, having his mouth covered by Lyon. He could taste the blood covering his hand and it made his stomach churn.

"I'm getting you out of this hell hole but, you have to promise me something." Lyon whispers in his ear.

"You're coming with me, right?" Gray asks as he grabs Lyon's sleeve but, the albino only gave him a weak half-smile.

"I'm done for Gray... I can barely move as it is so, please do me this last favor." he grips the photo in his hand.

"Make sure that Meredy stays alive."

And Gray didn't remember what happened next. All he remembers was how dark the world suddenly became as he hit the water.

Gray pulls out the same picture from his back pocket, still slightly stained with blood but, in pretty good condition.

"Ur, Ultear, Meredy... I had to watched them cry at the funeral. I had to keep your fucking promise. Do you have any idea how many times that Ultear and I caught Meredy trying to kill herself because of you?!" Gray screams.

Lyon was silent. He didn't know what to say.

"So, you owe them, you owe me three years of suffering... And I plan on making you pay them back!" Gray activates a bonding spell.

"I, Gray Fullbuster, of the frozen ice, now intertwine our fates and ties the bonds between us together. By drinking this blood, you swear loyalty to and therefore are mine to command. Bind, Lyon of the Snow!"

The burning sensation in Gray's right arm subsided the moment he let go of Lyon's face, seeing his blood drip down the albino's chin. Lyon reaches for the photo in Gray's hand and when he grabbed it, he began to shake. Tear fell out of his onyx eyes and Gray sits down in front of him.

"There we go..." he hears Lyon crying and he smiles softly.

"It'll be fine, Lyon."

Lyon Vastia
Age: Twenty two years old
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Black/Red
Race: Former Human/Vampire
Codename: Sub-Zero Emperor
Tamed by Gray Fullbuster on June 21, 2015

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"ACHOOOO!" Juvia sneezes.

"I must have allergies." she says, wiping her nose again.

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A girl wakes from another nightmare, breathing hard as she tried to shake the horrid images from her mind.

So much blood... It stained the walls, his face, his pure white hair...

As she tried to fall back to sleep, her wrist began to glow the color of her hair. As pink shined in her eyes, she realized something.

That could only mean one thing.

"Lyon... Is alive?"