AN: I wrote this listening to 'Good to you by Marianas Trench'. It's very short and almost pointless, but I needed to write it. My second Gruvia.

I hope you all like it.

Paradise

Disclaimer: I don't own FT, unfortunately.

She was petrified. Paralysed. Incapable of thinking, of doing anything. She couldn't believe in what was happening. She didn't want to believe. She couldn't be seeing right or hearing right.

She couldn't accept that Gray was dead.

"GRAAAYYYY!" The shriek that left her throat was the most faithful representation of how shattered she felt. Every cell of her body seemed to contribute to that despair with its own share of suffering. Her heart was torn and was beating so fast with adrenalin that she felt it would be simply impossible to die on the spot.

The tears, oh the tears weren't enough.

The pain she felt was more excruciating than those droplets could ever represent.

She wouldn't know how to live without Gray, because he was the one to show to her how to live. Before him, she had never seen the sky without clouds. She had never seen the sun. She had never seen the stars.

Gray had showed everything to her.

The pain, the rage, the despair, the disillusion, everything caught up to her like an uncontrollable hurricane of emotions and, without her knowing, the sky was suddenly darker with black clouds of rain, and the thick and strong drops started to flood the air with their presence.

She couldn't say what had happened in the following moments. In a moment she was keeling beside the motionless and destroyed body of Gray, and in the next she was tearing those little dragons apart with the sharpest water blades she have ever created.

The cries of hatred and suffering that escaped her throat accompanied each body that she cut in half. However, they didn't stop to show up. The more she killed, the more showed up, like it was an endless army just like the endless pain she felt inside her. She felt the little magic she had left after her fight at the last battle of the Grand Magic Games – beside her Gray-sama, an alive Gray-sama! – vanish fast just like vapor in the air.

The rain was falling strong and destructive, but it still couldn't transmit to the others the pain she felt for losing the love of her life.

She could not say how it had come to that point, but at that moment, she felt that her stock of magic was over.

She couldn't even turn her own body into water.

She couldn't prevent those lighting lasers from hitting her like they did to her beloved Gray-sama. It was impossible.

She knew that she shouldn't die, because Gray's life couldn't be sacrificed in vain. He had died to save her.

But it wasn't his choice anymore.

Juvia couldn't live without Gray.

"Gray-sama…" She ignored the cries of despair from Lyon and from Meredy while she was falling to the ground, defeated.

With her last strength, she looked at the cloudy sky that, without her magic to maintain it like that, started to clear slowly.

Juvia smiled when the first beam of sunlight reached her.

She wouldn't be alone.

"Gray-sama…"

Reviews?