Month: Mid-October
Year: X775
Location: Magnolia · Fairy Tail / Training Grounds
Age: Kaito, Erza, Mirajane, Juvia — 10 | Elfman — 9 | Lysanna — 8
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Morning hit Fairy Tail like it always did—loud, alive, unapologetic.
A table cracked. Someone cheered. Someone else complained about the noise while causing more of it.
Juvia flinched… then relaxed.
She was getting used to this.
Lysanna moved between tables with practiced ease now, tray balanced, smile gentle. "Breakfast special—extra protein."
Elfman puffed his chest. "MANLY!"
Gray reached for two plates. "Hey—!"
Erza's hand came down like judgment. "One."
Gray sighed. "Worth a try."
Mirajane laughed from the bar, leaning forward just enough to be distracting. "Careful, Gray. Erza's in a mood today."
Erza narrowed her eyes. "I'm always in a mood."
Kaito, seated nearby, hid a smile behind his cup.
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Training — Pressure and Progress
The training grounds echoed with impact.
Erza moved first—clean, decisive, swords dancing around her through telekinesis. Steel blurred, biting the air.
Mirajane answered with motion—partial Take Over flickering across her arm, claws skimming past blades with sharp precision.
They clashed.
Not full force.
Not holding back either.
Their gap—once obvious—had narrowed.
Erza noticed.
She's faster.
Mirajane noticed too.
She's still stronger.
They broke apart, breathing hard.
"Still ahead," Erza said.
Mirajane grinned, sharp and wild. "For now."
Kaito watched closely, eyes calculating. "Your timing's better, Mira. But you're overcommitting."
She scoffed. "And you love it."
Juvia trained nearby, water forming solid shapes in her hands—spears, shields, flowing smoother than before. Steam curled when her emotions spiked, but she didn't lose control.
She felt it—something deeper stirring.
Not yet, she told herself.
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Flirting, Bold and Quiet
Break time.
Mirajane plopped down beside Kaito, close enough to feel her warmth. "So. Did you like the necklace?"
"It suits you."
She leaned closer. "Careful. You'll make me think you're choosing favorites."
Erza sat across from them, arms folded. "He doesn't have favorites."
Kaito met her gaze. "You sure?"
A flicker. Challenge. Heat.
Juvia watched quietly, fingers twisting together.
They shine so brightly…
Juvia is… okay with the rain.
Lysanna noticed the look and smiled softly.
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A Small Mission — Teamwork
The request was routine: clear magical pests near the riverbank.
Erza led.
Mirajane flanked.
Juvia supported.
Kaito stayed back—watching, ready.
They moved like a unit now.
Erza pinned.
Mira struck.
Juvia sealed with water-make restraints.
Clean.
Efficient.
The villagers stared in awe.
"They're kids…?"
"Fairy Tail," someone whispered.
On the way back, Erza glanced at Mirajane. "You didn't rush."
Mirajane smirked. "You didn't order me."
A beat.
Then—shared laughter.
Brief. Rare. Real.
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Evening — Quiet Growth
Dinner was loud again.
Stories. Bragging. Arguing over who landed the final hit.
Juvia sat beside Kaito this time, not hiding.
He slid her a bowl. "You did well today."
Her face warmed. "Th-Thank you… Kaito."
Mirajane watched, amused.
Erza watched, unreadable.
Lysanna cleaned up plates, humming.
They're all changing, she thought. Together.
That night, rain tapped softly against Magnolia.
Juvia stood by the window, water calm within her.
I can stop it, she realized.
Anytime.
But she let it fall.
For now.
Because Fairy Tail—loud, chaotic, warm—felt like home.
And homes… sounded better with a little rain.