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Chapter 3

Closet Challenge
Natsu woke up in the ryokan on his futon, dressed in pajamas and surprisingly clean. He even lifted his shirt to look at his body, which had been a sticky white mess the night before, when any thoughts of washing up were forgotten in a desperate need for sleep. Now he was squeaky clean. The pajamas were also a shock, considering he had fallen asleep naked. He glanced over to where Gray slept on the other side of the room, sprawled out on his bed, totally naked with only the blanket hiding the naughty bits.
Had Gray cleaned him, dressed him, and tucked him into bed? The cleanup seemed plausible. They were probably both messy after a night like that. Putting him into bed was odd, but it was not that far to drag him from where they had passed out to where the futon was placed.
But dressing him? He didn't think Gray could easily dress himself, let alone someone else!
Since when was the stripper so gentle with his relationships?
Natsu silently cursed himself. Relationships? This wasn't a relationship. To put this...this thing between them—whatever it was—into that sort of category was...well, it was simply too good to be true.
So what was it?
Natsu did not have an answer just yet, and thinking about it made him uncomfortable. Although he now knew that Gray had relationships with men in the past—or at least a brief fling with Loke—it still felt like they were together purely to antagonize one another. These feelings that had been building up inside him were surely one-sided. There was no way Gray was in love with him. The ice bastard would never want a truly romantic relationship with his rival. Natsu knew that for Gray, this was just a new form of challenging each other, as well as a way to let off steam. It was fighting...that just so happened to involve sex.
But a relationship? That was too much to hope for.
Gray was sexy; Natsu had thought that for some time now. He possessively felt like Gray should be his. Their fights showed how much he admired the man. How often did he challenge Laxus, or Elfman, or Bickslow? But Gray...Natsu challenged him at every opportunity, because he saw an equal in the ice mage.
He had been the one to initiate things last night by reminding Gray of their last time together. Yet it had been Gray who kissed him first. So what did Gray think of this...thing that couldn't possibly be a relationship?
Natsu was unsure, and he had no idea how to ask something that embarrassing. Just thinking about it made his cheeks turn hot. He only knew that this small act of kindness affected the way he felt about Gray. The pure lust he felt the first time had changed last night. Gray had been tender, wild, kinky, and attentive, all in a single lovemaking session. Natsu thought about how gentle he had been caring for his hurt anus, applying medicine, and kissing it...although he still thought that was weird and disgusting.
The ice bastard had a tender side after all, and it was affecting the way Natsu saw his rival.
Could they possibly have a relationship? Was that even something Natsu wanted?
As he watched Gray breathing heavily in sleep, Natsu truly had no answer. Part of him just wanted to beat Gray by proving himself to be better...however long that took! Another part of him was sick of dismissing all of this as a mere challenge of sexual prowess. He wanted to hold Gray and sit together in a tender moment of silence. That was not their type of relationship, though.
So what was it? What could they do? What could they not do? What exactly did Natsu want? What did Gray want? Where was this fight going?
"It hurts my head," Natsu mumbled with a pout. He was not used to questioning things this much.
Before he could consider it too deeply—which would have been unlike Natsu anyway—the door to their room flung open and Erza stormed in. Her face was dark, and Natsu squeaked in terror.
Gray jolted awake at the woman's armored shoes clanking into the room. "Oh shit," he whispered as he rubbed out his eyes. He knew it! Natsu must have been way too loud last night.
"Emergency call from Master," she announced. "Max was tracking a smuggler and came across an entire slave trade operation who use mages to capture young women."
"Oh!" Natsu perked up. "I've come across something like that before. That's how I met Lucy."
"Precisely. Probably the same ringleader. Their shipment leaves at 4:00 P.M. today. Max called for backup, and we're the closest team in the area. Get up, I don't care how sore your asses are!"
"Aye, sir!" squeaked Natsu.
"Erza," Gray shouted out as she began to turn. The Titania looked back sternly, and Gray shrank back a little. "You're not gonna tell anyone about...about anything you might have heard last night, right?"
Natsu looked over in worry. Why would he want to keep it a secret? Was Gray really that ashamed? Did he not want anyone to know out of humiliation? Part of Natsu's hopes dropped.
Erza considered it for a moment. She glanced over to Natsu, who had a rather stupid look on his face, something like a mix of confusion, curiosity, and worry. Finally, she closed her eyes to keep herself passive. "It's not my place to say anything. You and Natsu are grown men. Lucy doesn't know, if that's of any relief."
"Thanks," Gray sighed, and he smiled over at Natsu.
The dragon slayer eyed him, but now he was even more confused. Did this mean Gray really did not want a relationship, or was he just trying to prevent rumors from spreading before both of them finished their fight?
He put these questions aside. There were innocent women to save before they were shipped off to some bordello in a foreign country.

Natsu could hardly believe he was running away. He never ran from fights! He would have stayed and fought on if Erza had not screamed at him to get away, and even that normally would not have been enough to make him abandon her. It was Gray forming an ice handcuff over Natsu's arms, making it impossible for him to fight, then yanking him by the scarf, which finally forced him into this shameful retreat.
"Goddammit!" he yelled as he raced down a dimly lit hall.
Gray said nothing, but his sneer was enough. Natsu saw in the Ice-Make mage's face, this was not what he would have chosen. He was following orders in hopes of freeing not only the captured girls, but now Lucy and Erza, too.
"Max's intel was total wrong," snarled Gray. "What the hell was he thinking? 'Two or three medium-level mages,' my ass! Shit, shit, shit!"
They turned a corner, but both froze and backed into their hallway quickly. Gray flattened Natsu against the wall with his arm. Their panting was loud, but luckily the grumble of machinery in this docking bay drowned them out. Gray carefully formed a mirror of ice in his hand and angled it around the corner to see who was coming. A man in a wide stetson hat stepped closer to them.
"Dammit, it's him," Gray hissed.
He looked around frantically, then grabbed Natsu's frozen arms and pulled him into an empty room. It was wide, like someone's office, with a desk that was too small to hide under, some bookshelves that would not easily be moved, a window looking out over a five-story drop, and a huge wardrobe near the back. Gray ran toward that and opened it. There were some white jumpers used by workers handling toxic wastes, thin enough to be shoved aside. Then Gray practically threw Natsu into the closet and leaped in after him. He shut the wardrobe door firmly, and all light in the closet winked out. Only a thin sliver leaked through where the two doors met.
Natsu finally shattered the ice cuffs. He shoved Gray against the side paneling, nearly tipping the whole wardrobe over.
"What the hell?" roared the dragon slayer. "It's bad enough that we ran away when Erza got caught, but now we're hiding like cowards."
"Natsu, we can't get caught."
Gray straightened up, but he saw Natsu about to open the door. He worked fast, icing the entire space between the twin doors, sealing them in a lock that would not easily break, not without destroying the entire wardrobe.
"What the hell are you doing?" Natsu shouted in rage. "Erza said to get Lucy."
"Lucy's been taken, too. Erza didn't know that. What she said was to get Lucy and get out of here until help arrives. You saw her fight with that runes mage. We can't battle him in his own booby trap. He could trap us in a runes field and simply suck all the air out, like he did to Erza. He doesn't have to lift a finger, and nothing can break out of runes like that." Gray rubbed out a sore rib that was nearly cracked during the fight to get into this docking bay. "Look, we're on the inside."
"So what?" snapped Natsu.
"When Freed and Levy arrive with backup, we can let them in. They'll know how to rewrite the runes and free Erza, Lucy, and Max."
"That'll take too long."
"Freed was already dispatched. He said it would take him three hours. That was two and a half hours ago. He should be here in thirty minutes. Levy was coming right behind him. We need to let them both inside. Those two are strong, but breaking and entering isn't their specialty. So long as we're on the inside, we can get the others in, and we can win this fight. Just calm down and wait it out."
Natsu tried to calm himself. Really, he did. He counted to ten...rather quickly. He breathed deeply in and out...through snarling teeth. He recited spiritual poetry...of his own invention.

Lord, confound this icy wizard,

Freeze his pants with snow and blizzard.

Make him gasp and gag and grapple

As you squeeze his Adam's apple.

Let him burn in flames of summer.

This asshole can't get much dumber.

Lord, this judgment swiftly send him

Before I kill Gray on a whim.
It made him smile, but it did not really help. Not even five minutes passed before he stood up straight again.
"I can't sit and wait."
He pounded his fists together, ready to burn the whole closet down, when suddenly two arms wrapped around him. They startled Natsu, and feeling the icy aura of Gray's skin made him unable to think straight.
"Keep calm," Gray whispered into his ear, giving Natsu shivers. "Just twenty-five more minutes, Natsu. Keep quiet and calm just that long."
Natsu was about to protest the embrace when he heard with his sharp ears the sounds of approaching heels. He stood still, silencing his breathing as well as possible, although Gray's closeness made his heart pound wildly.
"I know you wanna run out there, but think of something else," Gray said soothingly.
Natsu hated to admit that he was already thinking of something else. He wanted this to be something different, a more passionate embrace, a more romantic location, like Gray holding him as they watched the sunset over the ocean, that sort of thing.
Then he felt cold air on the side of his neck. Natsu shivered, and without realizing it, his head tipped away so he could feel more.
"It's weird. You smell...good," Gray whispered heatedly.
Natsu felt something soft and cold on the nuque of his neck. He went stiff as he heard Gray sniffing him. A tingle shot through his whole body, and he could practically feel the blood rushing southward.
"What...what are you doing?" the dragon slayer whispered, his voice trembling.
"Nothin'. Smelling you. It's weird. Are you wearing cologne or something? I didn't think you'd be the type to use those sorts of things."
"I'm not. Cologne and perfume hurt my nose."
"It's...musky. Smoky? Like incense. I guess I never actually smelled you before. Weird."
Gray's nose slid down Natsu's neck again, and the sensitive scar felt the cold air from that icy nose. Natsu squirmed and tried to pull away, but there was no room to escape. His breathing was getting quicker with arousal.
"S-stop sniffing me."
"Why?"
The way Gray asked that pissed off Natsu a little. Was he doing this on purpose? Was he teasing him? Was Gray simply still aroused from last night?
"You probably smell me all the time," Gray reasoned. "What do I smell like to you?"
Natsu shifted awkwardly in the cramped closet. "Like...like bastard breath and droopiness and...and...and snow," he replied softly, letting his voice die away. "And pine trees. You smell like a snowy forest."
Gray leaned up and blinked in surprise. He had expected the insults, or maybe awkward descriptions of his shampoo. He had not thought that he had a smell under the fragrant cleaning supplies he used.
The hands holding Natsu began to loosen and drift. Gray could feel the dragon slayer's heat rising, and he doubted Natsu even realized that his ass had scooted back a little. But Gray sure felt it! The two muscular globes pressed right against his groin, tempting him.
"Do you like my smell, Natsu?" he whispered right into the flushed ear of his rival.
When Natsu gulped down hard, he knew Gray probably heard it. His eyes shifted back and forth, wondering if he could escape this closet and the embarrassment of answering that question. Sadly, there was no escape from either.
"Y-yeah," he replied in a breathy hiss. "Smells...good...I guess. That's the only good thing about you," he insisted stubbornly.
Gray chuckled silently. He really did have a tsundere to deal with!
They both knew they were in danger, this was not the time and definitely not the place, yet Gray could hardly help it. The heated moans of the previous night returned to his ears. The feel of Natsu, the heat inside of him, the memory of that look on his face as he reached ecstasy, was forever burned into his mind. The branding mark on his soul still sizzled, and his body refused to ignore it.
"Here's a competition for you," Gray said smugly. "You were so damn noisy last night, now Erza knows about this."
"So?" Natsu asked with a frown.
Another competition? He was almost hoping Gray was doing this out of some mutual feeling. And who cared if Erza knew? Natsu didn't mind. Even if the whole guild found out, he didn't care!
"It's time to punish you," Gray said in a sly whisper, and his fingers glided under Natsu's vest.
Natsu knew he was in trouble. His cock practically leaped straight up at Gray's seductive threat. "Bastard," he hissed. "At a time like this? Is sex the only thing on your mind?"
"When I'm with you, yeah," Gray answered, and he gave Natsu's ear a nip.
Natsu almost moaned, but he thought he heard shouts down the hall.
"Make a noise and you lose."
"Not fair," Natsu panted out as Gray's hands slid up to his chest and traced around his burning nipples. "There's no way I can make you lose. This is a one-sided competition."
"Okay, then it's a personal challenge and not part of our two-out-of-three challenge."
"Not now," Natsu growled softly, and he gritted his teeth hard as Gray's fingers flicked his nipples.
"We have to wait thirty minutes, Natsu," Gray said, stopping all movement while he explained. "I'm scared, okay? I'm worried to death about Erza and Lucy. I don't even want to think what those bastards might do to them. Still, we can't fight that runes mage on our own. If he can capture Erza, he'd easily get us. We have to keep low and wait for backup. That sort of wait will drive us both crazy, and we'll end up doing something stupid."
"Doing this is stupid," Natsu snarled.
"Maybe," Gray admitted, "but I doubt I could just sit here in a closet with you and not want to touch you again."
Natsu glanced behind him in surprise. Gray's face looked serious and seductively dangerous. Natsu realized Gray was not just doing this as a meaningless competition. He looked like a starving man eying a piece of angus steak.
"Not a sound," he said again, and suddenly Gray pinched both of Natsu's nipples hard.
His spine arched, his hips thrust back into Gray, and he slammed his hands against the doors of the closet to keep himself stabilized, yet Natsu made no vocal sound at all. All Gray heard was a stuttering inhale through the nose and a hard swallow. However, unable to vocalize it, Natsu's body reacted stronger than ever.
"You're so sexy," he moaned into the dragon slayer's ear while his fingers tweaked and tugged. "I think torturing you for thirty minutes is going to be fun."
"Asshole," Natsu hissed. "If I can't talk, you shouldn't be able to either."
"That's not a rule, and you're technically already breaking the rules."
"I never said I agreed to this, you..."
Gray nipped on Natsu's ear at the same time as he twisted the perked nipples. Natsu's head went sharply down as he struggled to hold back a groan.
Gray chortled slyly. "You didn't agree, yet you're following my orders."
"Idiot. If I make a sound, we'll be discovered."
"You want to fight, right?" Gray teased. "So let them hear you. Moan for me, Natsu. Moan loud enough for them to hear you."
Now he was angry, and Natsu decided he would not give Gray the pleasure of hearing him.
Gray felt the body in front of him shiver with lust. He knew not to do so much that Natsu really would cry out. It was a delicate balance: keep Natsu distracted with the idea of a competition, yet not let the dragon slayer actually lose and give away their location. This was going to be just as much a challenge for him as it was for Natsu.
Because really, Gray wanted to do much more than just touch this man.
As the heat rose in the closet, Gray tugged off his belt and let his pants fall away. He pulled on Natsu's vest, tugging it, and the dragon slayer allowed it to be removed. Gray's back felt cold against him, and with just his boxers on, Natsu felt the stiffness in the ice mage's underwear. He arched his ass back, gliding over the stiff cock behind him. Gray hissed at the feel.
"Same goes to you, droopy eyes. Don't make a sound." Natsu had a smug smile at the chance to get back a little.
Gray's hands glided over the taut chest and up his neck, making Natsu tilt his chin up to feel those icy fingers. Then Gray dragged his nails down Natsu's throat, scratching at his skin and making the dragon slayer hiss. One hand went back up to Natsu's face, stroked over his mouth, and then two fingers pressed between the burning lips.
Natsu jolted at the intrusion. He felt Gray stroke his tongue, and tears of frustration came to his eyes. He wanted Gray so badly, but he could not allow anything that might lead to them getting caught. Then Lucy and Erza would never get rescued. Still, he lapped at those fingers, slid his tongue between them, and sucked them hard into his mouth.
"Fuck," Gray panted into the blushed ear. "I want you right now, Natsu."
Suddenly, the door to the office opened. They both froze in horror. Natsu tensed up and bit down onto the two fingers. Gray flinched, but he could not remove his hand now.
"Search for them!" came a shout. "Two men, black and pink hair. The boss wants them dead."
Gray glared out the narrow slit between the two wardrobe doors, but the view was distorted by the ice he had used to seal the gap. He grabbed Natsu around the chest and hugged him closer. He felt oddly protective suddenly, despite the idiot biting his fingers.
He saw shadows moving in the room, looking out the window for clues, and checking under the desk. It was only a matter of time before they checked the closet. Then Gray noticed one man walking their way.
Natsu almost made a grunt, so Gray yanked his fingers out of the dragon slayer's mouth and slapped his hand over his lips. He pulled Natsu even further back, shielding him. It was only three men. They could probably fight them easily, but a fight would attract others. Maybe they could escape out the window. An ice slide from this floor down to the ground was a possibility, but being in the open exposed them. The runes mage did not need much to find them and trap them. Stepping into an opened space had been Erza's downfall.
The memory of seeing Erza trapped, her panicked face as she looked around and ordered them to get Lucy and leave, just before she fell over in unconsciousness from having the air sucked out of the rune zone, replayed in Gray's mind. They could do nothing to rescue her. Then they found Lucy also trapped and unconscious, too late to get to her. They barely missed getting killed three times. These traffickers only wanted women. They did not care about men. They were out to kill Gray and Natsu.
Like hell Gray would let them hurt Natsu! He watched the enemy drawing closer and sneered as the hand prepared to grab the closet handle. They would find it sealed, and that would be the end of their hiding.
"Get back here, bitch!"
The shout in the hallway yanked away the men searching the room. There was the sound of many feet running, and the three men ran out to see what was the trouble.
"Get her, she's escaping!"
Natsu jolted at the shouts. "Erza?"
Gray slapped his hand over the dragon slayer's mouth. He balked at being silenced, but Gray knew that even if one of the girls had broken out, it was only one. They needed to rescue all of the girls, and with the runes mage still on the loose, any attempted escape would fail.
"Got her! Resume the search."
Gray waited. Five minutes ticked by like an hour, yet no one returned to this room. Perhaps they forgot which room they had investigated. In any case, they were alone again.
"Can you stop hugging me so closely," Natsu grumbled. "My back is going numb from the cold."
Gray released him with a hurt expression. Carefully, Natsu bent over in the narrow closet and grabbed his vest.
"You're an asshole, Gray," he grumbled. "You play with me, teasing me to make a noise and get us caught, then when there really is a chance of us being captured, you act all high-and-mighty, like you could protect me, like I'm your fucking fragile princess." His narrow eyes glared in the dim light. "I don't like being toyed with. I will punch you unconscious if you try something like that again."
Gray flinched at the threat. He had not meant it to be mean. He liked watching Natsu squirm. The way his face looked when he felt aroused was a major turn-on. Gray enjoyed pleasuring him. However, he could not tell Natsu these things. He barely understood it himself. He wanted to touch the dragon slayer, to feel his hot body, yet he figured Natsu would think that was weird.
Natsu was only doing this for that damn competition anyway. That was why Gray asked Erza to keep it a secret. He wanted to protect Natsu's honor...if the dragon slayer had any. In any case, he did not want Natsu to feel humiliated. He wanted this thing between them, whatever it was, to continue just a little longer. Even if he had to use the stupid competition as an excuse, even if this was nothing special to Natsu, still...he was addicted! He wanted to touch Natsu all the time now. He wanted to feel that hot mouth on him. He wanted to enter that burning body, and then have Natsu enter him and fill him with fiery internal heat.
He wanted more than just a damn rivalry.
But he was fairly certain Natsu did not feel the same. Especially now, the way the dragon slayer scowled at him just because he had touched him like that.
They stood in awkward silence for a long time, shifting their weight as they stood in the cramped space. Finally, Gray realized the thirty minutes were over. They needed to make their way to the front to let Freed and Levy in. Then it would be time for a battle and a rescue. Gray released the ice sealing the door and finally opened the wardrobe. Natsu stepped out quickly and breathed fresh air. Gray's foresty smell had been overwhelming him.
"Hey...um..." Gray twisted his lips together in worry. "I'm sorry, okay?" he mumbled. "I got carried away."
Natsu thought that embarrassed look on Gray was rather cute. "That's fine, just not when we're in the middle of a fight," he said, shrugged it off. "Let's go!"
Gray paused. That's...fine? Was Natsu okay with Gray touching him? Was this a subtle invitation for more? He shook his head. Natsu didn't do subtle! It was all so confusing, and figuring it out had to wait. They had nakama to rescue first.

End of Chapter 3

A/N: I know, it's been months since I updated. However, thanks to suggestions from reviewers and some inspiration from the ZoSan doujin "Pink Martini," this chapter will not be counted as one of their "2 out of 3" contest. So basically, it's a bonus chapter. The third 'fight" happens next chapter.
That poem Natsu recites is my own, inspired by J.M. Synge's "The Curse." Funny-ass poem! Google it. Also, I learned a new word: nuque. It's the back of your neck. And here I always thought people said "nook of the neck" and meant where the neck and collar met. Nope: nuque. Yay for learning new words!
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