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Fight Me, Bite Me	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 39446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 24

The Bad Bite
Lucy and Loke were locked arm in arm. They had a sweet lunch together and were heading over to the park where they had heard about a free summer concert. Loke was proud to have such a gorgeous woman by his side. Sure, with his looks he could have any woman in Magnolia—and once upon a time, he had almost every single woman of legal age calling him "my boyfriend" at some time or another. None of them compared to his master, though. She was lovely, smart, and strong—oh so strong! Only he and his fellow Celestial Spirits could fully appreciate her strength.
For Lucy, she secretly liked the jealous looks she got, and sometimes she caught herself smirking back at some gawking woman, thinking to herself 'Go ahead and drool. He's mine!' She knew of Loke's promiscuous past, but she also knew that one of the traits of the Lion was loyalty.
Sure, she got mad at him when he asked if she wanted to try a threesome. Lucy realized, Loke was probably accustomed to ladies who did not mind sharing him, which would explain why he looked confused when she had slapped him and took off in tears.
Mira, ever the love expert, assured her that almost every guy has a fantasy of having two partners at once. So Lucy eventually forgave Loke, and with Mira urging her on, shot back to him that she would only do a threesome if it was two guys. That stunned Loke speechless, until finally he muttered, 'I'll think about it.' Hah! Right back at him! So they made up—in a really good way—and now they were on such a wonderful date.
"Oh! It's Gray," Loke said, glancing down an avenue.
Lucy looked in that direction and saw the raven-haired ice wizard. He stood taller than most of the town residents. As the crowd parted, she saw Natsu walking beside him.
"Gray and Natsu, together?" Lucy asked. "I wonder if they're heading off to fight again."
Loke took a deep inhale. His nose might not be on the same level as a Dragon Slayer, but it was still keener than a human's. What he smelled made his eyebrows rise. He chuckled and pulled Lucy onward.
"Eh?" she asked, following but looking back to her two teammates. "We should at least say hello."
Loke did not stop walking. "You'll see them later. Let's leave them alone."
"Why? It's not like they're on a date," she chuckled.
Loke decided not to say anything. He owed Gray at least that much.

Somehow, Gray and Natsu managed to walk all the way back to Gray's house without yanking one another into an alley or groping each other in public. When Gray walked in, he paused. He came here just to jerk off real fast, but with Natsu here, back in his house, with that chest of kinky items just waiting to be opened…
He shook his head. He shouldn't! Damn, he wanted to, but he had to behave.
"Gray?"
He jolted at that low, sexy voice. Hot hands slithered around from behind and slid up his torso. They dipped under Gray's shirt and traced up his abdomen. Natsu's steamy breath exhaled into his ear.
"I wanna watch you," he hissed.
A chill shivered down Gray, and although the long walk had made him soft again, he felt all that pressure surge right back down with twice the intensity.
Again, hot air sizzled his ear. "I wanna see you touch yourself. I want to watch you lose control."
"Dammit, Natsu," he snapped breathlessly. Gray reached down and rubbed himself through his jeans as Natsu let his burning fingers flick the icy nipples. Gray felt warm lips nibbling down his neck, as far as his shirt would allow. Gray began to reach to the buttons of his shirt.
"Stay dressed," Natsu ordered, his mouth still against Gray's skin. "I want to touch you like this."
"Isn't naked better?" Gray laughed tensely as his instinct to strip intensified. He wanted these clothes gone!
"Normally, yeah, but then I can't touch you … here."
One of Natsu's hands slid down and felt the stiff contour tenting in Gray's pants. Gray tensed up, but he felt the slight pressure of teeth on the nape of his neck.
"I won't let you escape," the Dragon Slayer threatened.
Gray shuddered as he heard that aggressive side to Natsu rearing up again.
"I need to feel you," Natsu muttered into Gray's skin. His fingers stroked through the jeans, enticing Gray to get harder. He felt that hidden member lengthening, and he tugged the material a little to give it room. Then his other hand went up again and twisted Gray's nipple.
"Natsu!" Gray cried out. He pressed back against the hot body behind him.
"Can I stroke you off in your clothes?" Natsu asked, his voice a little sharp and demanding with need.
Oh God, Gray wanted that! "I … I don't think that'd be safe either. It'll seep through."
"Dammit," Natsu grumbled, sulking slightly. "What if you wear a condom and I give you a blow job, like what you just did for me?"
Holy fuck! "You are tempting me way the hell too much. No! I wouldn't be able to enjoy it. I'd be too scared for you the whole time."
"I'd be good."
"You're too reckless." Gray pulled away, despite his body protesting at leaving those searing touches. "Just sit and watch like a good dragon. Or do I have to put your collar on and tie you to a chair?"
Natsu's eyes went massive at that. "Can you?"
"Oh hell, that'd make me wanna fuck you," Gray muttered, shaking his head.
"But … just the collar then?"
Gray raised an eyebrow. "Just the collar?"
"I haven't worn it in a long time. I … um … I kinda miss it."
Gray walked forward and stroked Natsu's neck under the white scarf. "Do you really like it that much?"
"It … it makes me feel … um … I can't put it into words. Wanted. Belonged." He gazed up with a light smile. "Yours."
"My bitch."
Natsu glared. "Your dragon."
Gray rested his lips against Natsu's forehead. "My beloved."
Natsu felt like his cheeks might catch on fire without any magic at all.
Gray opened the chest of kinky supplies. The white leather collar with pink satin lining sat right on top, like precious crown jewels resting atop a treasure chest. When he brought it back to Natsu, the Dragon Slayer had already removed his scarf and hung it up with care. Gray wrapped the collar around, buckled it in, and used a tiny key to lock the miniature padlock. He set the key on the nightstand and gazed at his collared dragon.
"It suits you."
Natsu touched the collar lovingly. It was something Gray had made just for him. Everything else Gray used was store-bought, kinky supplies anyone could purchase. This, however, was one-of-a-kind, and Gray had picked out the color and design specifically with Natsu in mind. He smiled to himself as he imagined that it was like an engagement ring, something to wear that was a physical representation of their bond to one another. Except, even most engagement rings were made in bulk for anyone to wear. This collar was completely unique, and it was something he would only wear in front of Gray. That made it even more precious.
Gray's finger traced where he had Natsu's name embroidered on the collar. Then he looked on the other side and what was written there. He pouted a little. "I think I need to change your collar."
"Wh-what?" Natsu cried out. No! His unique collar!
"It says bitch on the side here." Gray gazed down into those squinty green eyes. "I think it should say beloved."
Natsu gasped, and he felt tears coming into his eyes. "Gray…"
"Yes, a nice white collar, just like this, but it'll say Beloved across it. Beloved Natsu. Maybe in rhinestones. So when you put it on, you're not my bitch. You're my beloved Natsu."
"Gray!" His arms grasped around and clung to that cold body. "I love you," he declared boldly, as if saying it for the first time.
Gray put his hand on Natsu's head, silently letting him know he felt the same way.
Then, Natsu chuckled mischievously. "Hehe! Gotcha!"
Natsu grabbed Gray up, right off his feet, and slammed him against the bed in a powerful judo throw. Playfully, he leaped on top, straddling Gray's body with a victorious grin.
"You can collar me, but you can't control me."
He dived down and kissed Gray so roughly, Gray worried he might split his lip. Natsu's tongue dashed in, devouring the taste of mint and a lingering flavor of olives.
"Natsu … mmmh … not too deep into my mouth, remember?"
Natsu ignored him and rolled his hips against Gray. He liked the stiffness he felt down there and savored the groan that shuddered out of the ice wizard's throat.
"Na- … mmmgh … stop … ghmmm…! Y-yellow."
Natsu sat up in surprise at hearing the safeword. Never had Gray said those words. "Yellow? From just kissing?"
"You weren't stopping." Gray shoved him off and sat up, wiping the saliva that had dripping onto his chin. "You can't get into my deep throat, remember?"
"I was just kissing."
Gray glared slightly. "I could feel your tongue on my frigging tonsils. Sit. Bed. Now!"
Natsu gave a childish pout and sullenly plopped down with his bottom lip sticking out. Gray stood slowly, his groin aching already. He was losing control to the Dragon Slayer, and he desperately needed to regain it.
"You need to behave. Do you understand?" he asked in his best Dominant voice.
Natsu rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah."
Gray suddenly grabbed the ring on the front of the collar and yanked Natsu's head up. He spoke slower this time. "Do you understand … bitch?"
Natsu flinched under those hard, domineering eyes and whispered, "Y-yeah. Sorry."
"Sorry … what?"
Natsu blinked, completely confused.
"You are my dragon; I am your owner. What is a pet owner called?"
"Oh. Kainushi."
"So how should you apologize to me?"
"Sorry … kainushi?" he guessed.
Gray released the collar. "Good dragon. Now, sit there, and no touching." Gray threw off his shirt. Then with erotic slowness, he stripped out of his jeans. "Just watch. Enjoy the show."
Gray still had his boxers on, and he stroked himself through them, undulating his hips as if dancing to music. Natsu sat still, staring hard enough to burn those clothes off with his gaze. Gray saw him lick a bit of drool collecting on his lip. Yes, he liked when Natsu was aggressive, but he loved when he turned the Dragon Slayer into a speechless mess.
"I wanna…" Natsu began to reach forward.
Gray yanked his belt off of his jeans and slapped Natsu's hand away with it. "I said you can't touch."
Gray grabbed both of Natsu's hands, held his wrists together, and threaded the belt through its own buckle to bind them. The buckle and strap were not tight restraints, but he liked seeing Natsu tied up. Gray held onto the loose end of the belt. Collared, hands tied in front of him, the belt like a leash … yes, this was how Gray loved to see Natsu. It made him feel in control, and especially when it was the Dragon Slayer, someone he knew was insanely powerful, having control over such a person was exhilarating.
"I like you like this," Gray smiled.
"But I wanna touch you. I need to."
"You can't, not while I'm sick. The infection is on the skin itself, so you can't touch around there."
"But…" As Gray continued to remove his boxers, Natsu felt desperate to touch him. "Gray," he whined. This was torture. He shouldn't have come. He knew it would be too tempting.
"I won't let you get sick. Now shut up and behave, or I'll send you home and jack off in the shower alone, like I had planned to do."
"But … what if…? Can you…?" Natsu's face tensed up in debate, but finally he decided, "P-put a glove on me."
Gray froze in shock, remembering how Natsu had almost freaked out at just the mention of wearing a glove.
"I can touch you then, right?"
"But Natsu…" he began to protest, worried Natsu was pushing his limits too far.
"Please. I wanna get over it, and … and I wanna touch you so badly," he said in anguish. "I know I can't do things, I've been trying to be good, but … I need it. I need to feel you in my hand. Touching through your clothes just isn't enough!" His face firmed up, and he gazed Gray straight in the eye. "Put a glove on me, so I can really touch you."
Once again, Gray felt in awe that Natsu was working so hard to overcome his past traumas. Just how scary must this be? Natsu's exposure to rubber gloves came from a man who molested and tortured him. Yet he was willing to face that fear, and all because of his desire.
Gray felt unworthy of love this intense.
"Please, Gray," Natsu requested softly. He had the look of resolve he sometimes got when facing an enemy. Natsu wanted to battle this fear of the past, and Gray had to be there to help him fight.
"O-okay," Gray nodded, realizing how important his job was. It was more than just letting Natsu give him a handjob. He had to support Natsu through this.
He hurried to the bathroom where he kept a packet full of disposable latex gloves, mostly used for housecleaning or tending wounds, but this time it was a wound to the soul that had to be healed. He decided just one glove would be enough. Two might be too much for Natsu to handle. He hurried back to the bedroom, knelt on the floor beside the bed, and gazed up at Natsu, feeling the urgency to help his lover overcome a deeply-seated phobia.
Natsu had pulled the belt off of his wrists, and he was staring down at his hands with tenseness in his brow. Gray wondered what was running through his head. Memories of the past? Secret horrors he was not ready to talk about?
Natsu looked at the glove. Bad memories were associated with gloves like that. He began to reach forward to take the glove out of Gray's hand, but he could not bring himself to touch it. He gulped down a shiver and asked quietly, "Can you put it on me?"
Gray tried to look reassuring as he rolled part of the glove up to make sliding it onto Natsu's fingers easier. "Right hand. Spread your fingers."
Natsu obediently held his hand up, and Gray put the fingers inside the glove. Natsu tensed up and looked away with a groan as memories surged: being tied up and watching with horror as that vile man snapped a glove on, getting ready for another session.
"Are you okay?" Gray asked, holding still.
"Yeah," Natsu gasped. He hardly realized he had been holding his breath. He whispered to himself, "It's me and not him. It's me … not him."
"Natsu?"
"It's okay!" he shouted frantically. When he looked down at his hand, the glove was completely on. He hardly felt Gray slide it down his hand and to his wrist. Natsu wiggled his fingers. Already, they felt sweaty from the latex holding in his natural heat, but he realized there was no fear associated with it anymore. "Yeah," he laughed. "It's okay. I think I'm okay with this. It's me, and it's you, and I wouldn't do that to you. I would never…"
"I know you wouldn't," Gray said, rubbing Natsu's knee and smiling with confidence.
"So, it's okay," Natsu grinned.
So easily, Natsu faced a fear and defeated it. Gray felt both proud and a little jealous that Natsu was so strong, while he still battled the same fear over and over again.
Natsu stretched out to him with both hands. "Come here, Gray. I've been needing to touch you for two goddamn weeks." His eyes narrowed, and he growled lustfully, "Get up here!"
Gray chuckled at that greedy need, and he sat on the edge of the bed.
"Lie down. I want you on the bed."
"All right," Gray smiled in amusement, obeying orders this time.
Natsu looked across Gray's body, and then glared over to his hand. 'It's me, not him. It's me, not him.' It was a mantra to keep himself from slipping into bad flashbacks. Still, his own fears bubbled up.
"I … I'm going to touch you now," he warned. 'Idiot! He's not the one who's scared.'
Still, Natsu felt hesitant. It was hard not to imagine that this was like he was the attacker. Still, Gray wanted this. He loved Gray, and he wanted to touch him. This was the only way. He would have touched him just as eagerly without the gloves, and Gray would love it. So it was okay to touch with gloves. It wasn't like that time at all!
Despite telling himself that, Natsu was timid at touching Gray, fearing it might feel unnatural, or disgusting, or painful. He cautiously wrapped his fingers around the cock, scared to squeeze too much, and very slowly he stroked down.
Gray hummed in pleasure. Sure, it was not the same as the Dragon Slayer's hot skin against his flesh, but this was Natsu pleasuring him. However…
"Uh, wait."
"What?" Natsu cried out in a voice-cracking panic.
"No, it's fine, feels great, but I should put a condom on. Don't want the mess to get everywhere."
"Oh! R-right. Um, can I do that?"
"As long as you're wearing the glove. Not with the other hand."
"I can do it one-handed, I think. I want to try putting it on."
He looked so eager, it was adorable. Gray rolled over and opened his nightstand drawer. He pulled out a square package and handed it to Natsu. Natsu tried to rip it open with his teeth like had so often seen Gray do—it looked really sexy when he did that—however, the package slipped and almost sliced his bottom lip.
"Idiot. Open it normally."
Natsu pouted that Gray had enough practice to do something like that, and here he had never opened a condom package in his life. He tore it open with his fingers, pulled out the rubber, and awkwardly tried to align it to Gray's erection.
"Yeah, it rolls down … no, other way. Flip it."
They laughed as Natsu got the condom on upside down. Gray reached over to help, but Natsu pulled the condom away, determined to do this by himself.
"Fine, fine," Gray chuckled at such adorable stubbornness. "Remember to pinch the top so there's no air bubble."
"Right. Pinch the tip and roll it down."
Gray groaned as Natsu rolled the condom along his length.
"Like that?"
"Mm-hmm."
"You barely fit in this, you know."
"Well, isn't that a good thing?"
Natsu smiled and hummed with pleasure. Yes, a boyfriend with a big cock was certainly nothing to complain about. Once the condom was snuggly all the way down, Natsu used his gloved hand to stroke. Gray moaned at the heat he could feel through the two barriers.
Natsu smiled as he watched Gray struggling not to make too much noise. He was always so in control, so Natsu liked to make Gray go crazy. He felt the size, girth, the veins along the shaft, and loved it all. He leaned over and kissed the condom-covered tip.
"Natsu!"
"Just that much," he assured.
"Okay. Don't scare me." He collapsed back into the pillow. That really made his heart leap. These two weeks, they had been pushing the limits of safe sex so much. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah. I kinda wish I could really feel you, but … I need to feel you … in my hand. And … and in my mouth." He gazed down intensely at Gray. "I won't go past here." He made a ring around the erection with his thumb and forefinger just two inches down from the tip.
"You shou-…"
"I need to!" Natsu insisted.
Gray frowned; he should have known Natsu would not behave himself. "Fine, but be really careful. I'm serious."
"I will." Natsu leaned over, pressed his tongue into the tip of the penis, and licking around. Gray clenched at the sheets at just that much. Then Natsu pressed his lips together tight and made the cock push inside.
"Oh God!" Gray grunted, struggling to hold himself back. He could not thrust up into that mouth. Natsu was using his gloved hand to shield himself so his chin did not come into contact with the skin around the groin. Still, feeling that fiery mouth again made Gray want so much more.
Although Natsu would have loved to suck him off, the condom tasted pretty gross. There was a layer of lubricant on the latex that was distasteful to his tongue. So after only a minute sucking, Natsu pulled away, licking the roof of his mouth to rid himself of the taste.
"Bad?" Gray asked.
"Condoms don't taste good."
"They sell flavored ones."
Natsu's eyes widened. "Flavored condoms?"
"I can buy some."
"You don't need to. You'll be well soon, and then I wanna taste just you." He reached down and let his gloved hand continue to stroke while he leaned over and kissed Gray's forehead. "Just your cock in my mouth, and your taste, your smell, how you feel ramming into my throat…"
"Shut up…"
"I miss it. Miss tasting you as you drip onto my tongue."
"Don't talk like that," Gray gasped.
"Can I lick your neck?"
"Everywhere!" Gray shuddered.
Natsu chuckled smugly, but he knew that some places were off-limits. He nipped down Gray's neck, to his chest, and licked his nipples. He suckled one, and Gray covered his mouth to hold back a moan.
"Nu-uh." Natsu took Gray's hand and pulled it away, forcing the hand to the mattress. "I wanna hear."
"My neighbors…"
"… have been listening to us for weeks," Natsu reminded him. "I miss this. Miss feeling you. Miss touching your cock. I love how you feel in my hand. I miss the way you fit in my mouth. Like sucking a big, hard, dripping popcicle."
"Shut up! Seriously, no talking."
Natsu chuckled slyly. "You're so sensitive to dirty talk."
"When it's you, yeah."
"Oh?" Natsu asked in amusement. "Do I have a sexy voice?"
Gray barked a laugh and glanced up through heated eyes. "Damn sexy. It's sinful how hot your voice alone is. You burn me with your words."
Natsu whispered into Gray's ear, "I like burning you up." He licked around the earlobe. "I wanna melt you and have you drip all over me."
"Oh God, shut up!" he shuddered, clenching the sheets again.
"Hold onto me, Gray. Grab me as if we were making love."
Without even thinking, Gray clutched around Natsu's shoulders and clawed into his back. His whole body shuddered as Natsu's wrist sped up.
"N-Natsu! More."
Natsu kissed him hard, devouring all moans. He felt a surge in the cock, and Gray yanked his face away.
"Shit! Shit, shit, shit!"
Natsu glanced to the condom, but Gray had not come. Somehow, he had steeled himself back, although by the tension in his face and the brightness of his cockhead, he was deliciously close to losing control.
"Should I slow down?" Natsu's wrist went to a halt.
"No!" Gray screamed. "I'm seriously ready to go. Too hot!"
"I don't want you to come yet," he teased, just like Gray had teased him earlier.
"Please!"
"Not yet."
"Natsu, I … I'm seriously … oh fuck, gonna come!"
Natsu began to stroke him again. He leaned over and gently bit Gray's nipple. Gray arched up with a loud cry.
"N-Natsu! Oh fuck, Natsu! Yessss."
"So sexy," he moaned, nibbling Gray's earlobe again. "Let me hear you, Gray."
Gray gave a closed-lip moan and shook his head, trying to hold back even longer.
"I said…" Natsu thrust his thumb into Gray's mouth and pulled his jaw down to open his mouth. "…I wanna hear you."
With Natsu's thumb forcing his mouth open, Gray could not silence the heavy panting and moans. He bit that thumb, but Natsu hummed at the pain. Those narrow, pointed eyes gleamed down with sensual pleasure as he watched Gray losing control and listened to his frantic desperation.
Damn Natsu, but his hand felt too hot, too good, and Gray knew he was done for. His toes curled into the bed, and his torso clenched up.
"Nnng … Na- … ohh … Oh God, Nat- … nnngh, dammit! Ahhhhn!"
His fingers gripped Natsu's shoulders hard, pulling him down into a crushing hug as Gray's body shuddered. He dug his nails in, shaking as he felt everything building, surging, rushing through his soul and out … out into that hot hand, out to Natsu, who groaned as he felt the pulses in his fingers.
Suddenly, Natsu's teeth sank into Gray's shoulder. Blood flowed out of the incision, and he tasted Gray's arousal. That taste got sweeter and sweeter as Gray cried with climaxing ecstasy. Natsu licked up the blood with pleasure as he heard Gray's weary, slow breaths and felt the tenseness in his clutching fingers loosen up. However, the bleeding would not stop.
"What the hell?" Natsu whispered, looking at the blood as it continued to drip. He licked quicker before it snaked down to Gray's pillow.
Gray was floating on a wonderful high, but he heard something wrong in Natsu's voice. "Huh?"
"Oh crap. It should be healing. What's wrong?"
"What?" Gray panted sleepily.
"I guess it's been too long since I came. My saliva isn't healing the bite."
"Bite? Whuh…? Oh shit!" Gray grabbed his neck. "You bit me?"
"Uh, yeah…"
"Is it bleeding?" He pulled his fingers away and saw blood all over his hand. "Shit! You didn't get any in your mouth, did you?"
"I … uh … I licked it," he said sheepishly. "I was trying to heal it."
"No!" he shrieked in frigid horror. "Goddammit, why'd you bite me?"
"You know I like to."
"You asshole!" he screamed. "I have that infection."
"Huh? Oh. I … I didn't realize…" He had completely forgotten in the haze of pleasure. He had wanted to take Gray's mind off the fact that he was sick, and instead, Natsu was the one who forgot. "But you're almost done with…"
"No! Dammit!" Gray leaped out of the bed, holding his bleeding neck.
"Gray?"
"No!" He held his hand out to stop Natsu from jumping to his side.
"But I can heal you. Just touch me some more. If I have an orgasm, then I can lick it and…"
"Don't you fucking get near me," Gray screamed. Natsu froze with a stunned look of anguish. "I don't want you to catch this. Dammit, and you've already licked some. Shit! You'll have to be tested again. And I was so close … so close to being through with this. Goddammit!" he yelled in horrified rage.
"But Gray…"
"Stay there!" Gray bellowed furiously as he raced to the bathroom. "Don't get near me. Don't fucking touch me." He slammed the door, leaving Natsu with a mouth opened in protests he didn't have time to say.
Gray inspected the bite in the mirror above the sink. He could see where two sets of teeth had pierced his skin. Tears came to his eyes, but he quickly got to work. He dabbed the bleeding wound with gauze, but it really was deep. He applied some medicine to stop the bleeding and put on a bandage. He could not believe he let himself get so caught up in the moment, he had not even felt Natsu doing that. This was why he had been trying to stay away. Living in Natsu's house was supposed to stop them from doing something stupid that might infect Natsu.
He had put Natsu in danger once again.
"Dammit," he sobbed softly. If Natsu got sick…
Gray suddenly punched his mirror, shattering it into shards. Belatedly, he realized that had sliced up his knuckles, and he had to tend to them as well, putting medicine and bandages on the cuts. What did it even matter anymore if he bled? He had already fucked up!
"I'm such a goddamn idiot. If I got him sick.… Oh God, please don't let him be sick."
When Gray came out of the bathroom, Natsu was gone, and the collar laid on the bed, along with the key still inside the tiny padlock. He had taken the collar off himself. That was not supposed to be allowed, but Gray hardly blamed him for leaving without asking permission to remove the collar, and without even saying goodbye. Gray had been so angry, shouting like that. Now Natsu was probably mad at him.
If Natsu got sick…
And just a few more days of treatment to go before he went in to get tested again!
Stupid! So stupid! As if earlier wasn't dangerous enough, sucking on Natsu when he was sick … now this!
He could not just sit there like some whiny kid. Gray leaped up and began to clean. He had not been home in days. He dusted, swept, and straightened up the house. Anger drove him on, and he began obsessively cleaning. He rarely did that, but it was a good way to lose himself in the battle of emotions. He scrubbed his bathtub, vacuumed, polished his wooden furniture, anything to keep himself busy while he brooded. When he ran out of things to clean, he began alphabetizing his books.
As evening descended, he collapsed. He had been cleaning so much, he forgot to eat, and now his body felt the weariness of needing food. The last thing he ate had been just a few pieces of meat and cheese, and ten olives off of Natsu's toes. Still, he did not feel like eating. Hunger made him hurt, and he felt he deserved to starve for allowing himself to put Natsu at risk.
The longer he sat there brooding, the more he realized he would have to do something final. He needed to keep Natsu away … for his own safety. At least until his blood tests showed he was clear of this infection.
He heard a knock on the door and grumbled as he got up to answer it. To his surprise, the pink-haired wizard was there.
"I'm not sick," Natsu said bluntly. "I went to the doctor. He said catching gonorrhea through blood is rare—it only happens in the later stages of the illness—and if the treatment worked, you're probably clear of the infection already anyway. Still, he tested me again, and it's all clear."
Gray looked aside, unable to face him. "Thanks for finding out so quickly."
Natsu peeked inside the house. "Did you clean?"
Gray did not move to let him inside, and he could not look the Dragon Slayer in the eyes. Quietly, his voice struggling to stay steady, he said, "Go home, Natsu."
He looked up with a hurt expression. "But … I caught three fish. We're gonna have fish for dinner. Happy is probably waiting…"
"I'm not going to stay with you anymore," Gray said firmer, still unable to make eye contact.
Natsu felt the cold from that icy room shivering over his arms. "But Gray…"
He shouted angrily, "I fucked up and I need to deal with it. Being around you while I'm sick is too damn tempting. I'm putting you at risk." His brow wrinkled in frustration and anger. "Living together was a bad idea. What we need is separation, not more temptation. We're not going to sleep together, or sneak into back rooms, or … or anything. I'll probably just stay home for the next few days." He felt like crying saying that, but for Natsu's own safety, he had to be firm about this. "From now on, I don't want you around. I don't want you here, and I'm not going over to your place. Just stay the hell away from me!"
He realized instantly, that came out totally wrong. Natsu backed off, but his lower lip quivered. Seeing that sad face broke Gray's heart.
"Oh Natsu, I didn't…"
He turned and ran out of the apartment. Gray began to run after him.
"Natsu!" He watched the Dragon Slayer race off. He knew Natsu was a faster runner than him, so Gray collapsed back against the door jamb and ran his hand through his hair. "Crap. I'm messing everything up."

End of Chapter 24

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