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I'd Freeze the Heavens for You	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 3091 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Fairy Tail is the property of Hiro Mashima. I make no money, I just do this for my own pleasure.

Chapter List
- 1-Labyrinth
- 2-Aimless
- 3-Pitfalls
- 4-Penalty
- 5-Berries
- 6-Destructive
- 7-Countdown
- 8-Ice
- 9-Perseverance
- 10-Warmth
- 11-Hostages
- 12-Time
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A/N: Thanks to Graytail69 for being my transcriber for the last two chapters so I could finally get them finished while I heal from an injured wrist.

Chapter 12

Time
Lucy sat by the window contemplating on how long she felt that week lasted. She felt like complaining, However, every time she was on the verge of griping to her friends, she would stop and think about Gray, about the bet he made that day in the maze and how long it would feel for him. Whitehall said that he would alter time so that Gray would not age physically while the old man taught Gray everything he needed to know. For Gray, this week would feel like fifty years.
She could not even imagine that. Fifty years!
Time changed people. Even if Gray would not age physically, what if he simply was not interested anymore, after spending half a century away from her? It worried her. Even if his feelings were the same, what would he be like? Would he be the same man she had slowly fallen for, the same man who fought his way through perils to rescue her, who ate poisonous berries despite knowing the consequences, all for the gamble of making it to her before time ran out? How would those fifty years of training change him?
The guild had finally received a message from Erza that morning. Gray not only learned the magic, he managed to master it. Whitehall went away peacefully and was now awaiting trial. The Magic Council were still unsure whether to take up Whitehall's offer of freeing the people he had trapped—not just the maze's time-frozen victims, but all sorts of diabolical "punishments" he had bestowed upon his victims—or to lock the madman away for good. Whitehall had said that as many as three hundred others were also in various forms of cursed captivity. This brilliantly insane man had used many kinds of magic to seal his poor victims over the years, some of them destined to be locked away forever, long after his death. He had taught Gray only one type of magic, the time-freezing he used in his winter maze.
That was out of her hands for now. Someday, the Magic Council would come up with the verdict. In the meantime, Whitehall was in custody. Lucy was glad Gray managed to free the women in Whitehall's castle, at least. She knew what it felt like, being frozen in time. Now those people were free to continue life, although most of them lost their loved one to the perils of the maze. There were many widows and grieving young women. It was a bitter victory.
Wisteria was not charged of anything because she was just another one of Whitehall's victims. Although she did work for him, her only role in these games had been assuring that the captives were treated nicely. When Gray unfroze the people in Whitehall's castle, they all testified that Wisteria had only been helpful. She had given them moral support during a time that was absolutely mentally agonizing.
Wisteria wrote to Lucy a few days later to let her know that she had managed to find her old girlfriend. They were not together yet, but at least they were talking and trying to patch up the feelings that had clashed during their horrific time in the maze. Lucy hoped the best for them.
When Lucy looked out the window, she saw a man with black hair in a white coat walking down the street toward her apartment. Her heart leaped. Was it him? However, when the man came nearer, she realized it was someone else, not Gray. She sat back down. She was really eager … and scared. She did not know what to expect. She wanted to see Gray, yet at the same time she was so afraid. If he rejected her, if he had lost interest during his time learning under Whitehall, or if he had changed too drastically, what then?
"I wish I knew what to do, or at least what to expect," she sighed.
"Expect a date. Let's go to the ice cream parlor."
She leaped at those words, and when she turned around, she saw Gray standing in the middle of her room … missing a shirt, naturally. "How did you get in here?" she cried out.
"You didn't lock your door. That's not safe, you know."
"But I … I would've heard it open."
"Well, you would've," he agreed with a smug gleam to his eyes. "Except—" He folded his arms over his chest in a cocky gesture. "—I froze time."
"What?"
The next thing she knew, Gray was directly in front of her, his lips already pressed against hers. She did not even have time to react before realizing he was kissing her.
He pulled back with a mischievous smile, "It's a really handy thing to learn."
"Gray!"
"I can really get used to this."
"Don't scare me like that!"
"Then how about this?" Suddenly, Lucy realized that she was in complete silence. She looked outside: birds had stopped in the sky, and that man she mistook as Gray was in the midst of stepping, his foot frozen mid-stride.
"How…? Wh-what?" she stuttered.
He had a smug smile. "I froze time for everyone except us."
She looked around at him in shock. "You froze time?" she cried out. "For the whole world?"
"Well, this particular spell doesn't really work that way. It's a time-affecting magic. We're perceiving time at a faster rate than those around us while not aging any quicker."
Lucy looked at her clock. Very slowly, at the speed hours normally went by, the second hand on her clock crept forward. Time was still in motion, but very slow. Or more accurately, they were moving very quickly.
"This is incredible!" she cried out.
"It's one of the tricks he taught me," Gray explained. "It's how that insane bastard taught me everything he knows without me turning into an old man. He couldn't always cast this spell while teaching me a completely different spell, so he taught me time-affecting magic first. That way I could cast the spell to change the time-flow, while he worked with me on true time-freezing."
"You learned two different types of magic?" she cried out.
"Four, actually," he grinned, just a little arrogant. He could hardly wait to brag about this to Natsu and beat that damn Fire Dragon Slayer with his newly acquired skills.
"Gray…" Lucy began to laugh as she looked around and realized the power he had.
"I can freeze time for you." He cradled her cheek in his hand. "I can give you—give both of us—all the time in the world."
He bent over, and his lips pressed gently against hers. She melted into his kiss, craving more. Lucy wrapped her arms around Gray and pulled him closer.
Oh, how he missed it! On one hand, it felt like fifty years had passed trapped with that madman. Yet on the other hand, it felt like just last week he had whispered I love you, freed her from her icy prison, and kissed her until she sneezed.
As he kissed her with all of his love, Gray felt something like a curse breaking. Suddenly, all that time spent learning time-affecting magic and time-freezing really did seem like a mere week. Was this also part of Whitehall's magic? The old man had said something about one last spell just before the Magic Council guards trapped his wrists in magic-sealing handcuffs.
Maybe—just maybe—that lunatic really was a romantic who wanted to see the lovers who entered his labyrinth have a happy ending. Perhaps this kiss was also a rule, like "Say I love you to break the spell." Maybe at the very end, Whitehall had allowed Gray to not feel those fifty years of painful loneliness, and instead it all sped by in his mind, a blur lost in accelerated time.
His lips pulled back, and he gazed at her. She was radiant, like pure white snow glistening in the sunlight. Hardly had Lucy caught her breath when he eagerly cupped the back of her neck and pulled her in again, giving her a deeper kiss. He tasted the lemon and honey tea she had earlier, inhaled her strawberry shampoo scent, and inundated himself with everything that was Lucy.
She moaned softly, feeling that soft, moist tongue plunge into her, claiming her, desiring everything of her. Her heart was racing, her mind felt dizzy, and she just wanted to collapse into him. As if sensing her faintness, Gray grabbed her tighter, clutching her to his chest. She was so warm, so soft, like verdant Spring easing the bitterness of Winter!
Their reunion kiss lingered, yet time was of no importance anymore. He could have kissed her non-stop for fifty years. Finally, breathless and trembling with happiness, he pulled back and just gazed at her, still overwhelmed at seeing her again. Fifty years, seven days, he wasn't sure how long it had been, but either way, it was too long away from her. He stroked through her golden hair and down her flushed cheek. Sure, he wanted more than mere kisses, but as he said before, they had all the time in the world.
"So, how does ice cream sound?" he asked.
"Uh, sure…" she whispered, her mind trapped in a lovestruck fog.
"Come on," he smiled. "I owe you"
She blinked out of her daze. "Owe me?
"I'm late," he shrugged. "It's been seven days and two hours. Even with time-freezing, those old bastards in the Magic Council talked way too slowly. I broke a rule, so I owe you," he grinned.
She laughed. "We never really promised when you were due back home." She hugged him and leaned against Gray's bare chest. "I think we can bend that rule just a little."
He embraced her and rested his cheek against the top of her head. "No, even implied rules should be followed. I failed you once. I swear, I'll never be late again"
"But…"
"No. I … I won't fail you again. I swear," he insisted. "I'll always be here by you." He tipped her chin up and gazed into her large, brown eyes. "Until the end of time."
She eyed him suspiciously. How he said that was just a little strange. "Gray?" Her lips twisted, sensing a power in him that was not there before. "Just how much time do we have together now?"
He laughed with a smile that was both endearing and devious. He knew the answer, but it was best to surprise her. How much time? They had a lifetime, many lifetimes, an eternity if they wanted. Time was no longer an issue.
"We have enough time to do anything and everything we've ever wanted." He squeezed her hands in his. "I can freeze time … and give you an eternity of love."
She blushed at what he was implying. Eternity? Together? "Gray … really, you don't have to freeze time for me. We can live life normally."
"A single lifetime isn't enough for me. If I spent fifty years with that lunatic, I want to spend ten times as much time with you!"
"W-wait! Five hundred years?" she cried out.
"Child's play," he smirked.
The way he said it sounded familiar. Lucy realized that, after five decades of perceived time with that old man, Gray had picked up a few of the mannerisms of Whitehall. He had changed just a little, proof that he really had spent a long time in training to free the people caught by that labyrinth.
At least he was not crazy like Whitehall. He was the same Gray, although the way he stared so hard at her made her embarrassed and caused her heart to flutter.
"It's … too much," she whispered.
"Too much? I could never get too much of you, Lucy."
He tilted her chin up and gave her a soft kiss. All of her worries froze and shattered, leaving her warm and tingling. Their kiss lingered … how long? An hour? A week? Did it matter anymore? They were together, he had Lucy in his arms again, and she was alive, warm, breathtaking. This was the girl he had loved for so long, even before that maze forced him to realize just how deeply he had fallen for her.
Outside, time resumed, birds sang, the wind blew a favonian breeze that promised warmth. Winter was ending, and Spring was on its way. Soon the snows would melt, the sakura would bloom, a new year would toll. Time moved on. Now, Gray knew he wanted to spend the rest of time with Lucy beside him.
He fought for her, he was willing to die for her, and now…
As they smiled and rubbed their noses together in joy, Gray felt this was worth the diabolical maze, the pain of injuries, the slow starvation, and the poisoning that nearly killed him. Now, he had heaven. He had her!
"I can't believe you're really here," Lucy said, sniffling back tears of happiness.
Gray stared lovingly into her eyes. "I told you before, didn't I?" he whispered, and he gave her a sweet kiss. "I'd freeze the heavens for you."

The End
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