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Regrets in the Crying Sky	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 7053 -:- 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-Rain
- 2-Regrets
- 3-Hesitancy
- 4-Taboo
- 5-Dessert
- 6-Domestication
- 7-Crying
- 8-Vow
- 9-Freedom
- 10-Decisions
- 11-Only
- 12-Stay
- 5
- 6
- 7
A/N: Many songs helped me in writing this chapter, but ones I played on repeat were Adele's "Make You Feel My Love" and Aerosmith's "I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing."

Chapter 6

Domestication
Natsu fixed dinner, and Gray sat at a table the Dragon Slayer had quickly dusted off. They were quiet as they ate. Neither really knew what to say. Talking about the guild would be awkward. Gray had been away on this past mission for so long, he hardly knew what was going on. Besides, whenever he tried to think of Fairy Tail, a certain blue-haired woman always managed to pop into his head. Guilt pained him. He looked up at Natsu and wondered if he would wake up tomorrow and regret all of this.
He hoped not. Even though it was a break in his marriage vows, it was a night he had always wanted. If only it had happened twelve years ago. He preferred to imagine that they were young and crazy again, not thirty with adult responsibilities. Besides, Natsu's cerise stubble and longish hair made it obvious that they were not the same people as back then. Natsu truly had grown up, matured into a masculine figure, a powerful mage, respected although notorious for all the wrong reasons. Seeing that face reminded Gray that they were not carefree teenagers anymore. He was a married man.
Still … what if!
What if they got into a relationship back during that time? It would have rocked the wizard world. Fire and ice!
They would have dated, probably fought a lot as a couple. Maybe the team would have stayed together, and maybe Lucy would have remained full-time at Fairy Tail. She still bore the pink mark on her hand, but these days that hand held writing pens more than her gold and silver keys, busy as one of the most popular columnists for Sorcerer Magazine. Even if the team broke apart, he and Gray would have stayed with it, with Happy keeping them laughing on long trips. The three of them would have gone on missions together and stayed at inns. They would have gone out on dates, snuggled in the corner of the guild hall, and shared a picnic blanket together for the rainbow sakura festival. They might have even married one day.
Gray's gaze drifted off as he thought about that. Being husbands together, living every day like this! They probably would have moved into this house, since Natsu owned it, rather than Gray's apartment. He would have eaten at this table every day, read books by the fireplace in the evening, and slept in Natsu's bed, with that fiery body holding him.
It was a sweet thought. Bittersweet, as he realized that his own fear of rejection was what led them down separate paths. He loved Juvia, but he had fallen in love with Natsu first. He should have at least said something before it was too late.
"If I had said something back then," he whispered, breaking the tense silence, "would you have laughed at me?"
Natsu looked up from his plate and gulped down his food. "If I was the one who suddenly confessed to you, would you have slammed me down out of a sense of pride?"
Gray thought about that seriously. "I guess it depends on the timing. There were a few years where I was a real idiot. I was ashamed of how I felt. I thought we had to be rivals. Even the idea of being best-buddies was bizarre. I'm not sure when that changed."
"I don't think I would have turned you down," Natsu admitted. "Well, I mean, maybe when we were fifteen. I kinda hated you then." He laughed lightly. "But later, things changed. We changed, and so did the world around us. We went through some crappy times."
"Tenrou Island," Gray muttered. "Losing all those years."
"And don't forget Tartarus."
Gray gave a shiver. That was definitely something that still gave him nightmares. "We changed a lot after that."
Natsu nodded solemnly.
Gray's eyes turned up into Natsu's face. "I still wish I had said something to you."
Natsu reached across the table and took Gray's hand. "Me too. I'm glad we finally did."
Gray nodded, but his brow tightened. Sure, they finally confessed … but too late. In the morning, he had to go back home to his wife, a woman he loved, but a woman who now held back old desires. He wasn't about to hurt Juvia, but that meant tearing his own heart in half.
This thing with Natsu had to be a one-night stand. It could not be allowed to grow into anything more.
With that bitter understanding, Gray decided to make the best of this one night of fantasy. He held the fingers resting on top of his hand, brought up Natsu's knuckles, and kissed them gallantly. Natsu's eyes widened, and he blushed at the romantic gesture.
"You're a pretty good cook," Gray complimented.
Natsu's mouth dropped, and then he looked away bashfully. He stuttered for words but found none. Gray thought he looked adorable, embarrassed like this. He wondered if anyone besides Happy had ever complimented Natsu on his cooking.
"Natsu?"
The flustered Dragon Slayer looked up.
"Let me be your husband for one night."
Natsu's jaw fell, and he felt his heart racing. His … husband? It was like Gray was proposing marriage, just one night of wedded bliss.
If he had spoken up, if he had shouted out his feelings to Gray before he got serious with Juvia, maybe that sort of life could have happened. Instead, Natsu held back, and twelve years of loneliness were all he got.
Choked up by emotions, Natsu could only nod in acceptance. That was enough, and Gray smiled tenderly.
Somewhere deep inside, Natsu knew Gray was already someone's husband, and that pained him. He was thoroughly stealing Gray from Juvia, and it made his stomach twist with guilt. Still, this was something he wanted, and when a dragon wanted to horde something, they just took it.
"But I'm not your wife!" Natsu insisted sternly.
Gray shook his head, and it looked like that word stabbed at him. He had a wife. This … this was different.
"My husband," he corrected.
Although Natsu was plagued by guilt, he saw a gleam of happiness in Gray's eyes. It was like he could cast aside chains, and the freedom was both thrilling and terrifying.
"Gray…" Natsu caressed the cold cheek, letting him know that, for tonight, Gray could soar freely with a dragon.
At the same time, they leaned forward across the table, brushing against plates of food, and kissed. Gray tasted the fiery flavor along with the savoriness of the food. Natsu could hardly restrain himself as the smell of wintry woods blended with the aroma of the dinner below them. Their tongues slowly lapped at these tastes, and Natsu moaned as his senses were overwhelmed.
Then Natsu suddenly knocked over his cup, and tea spilled all over the table. They both backed away and laughed as they saw the mess. Natsu got a towel to clean up, and Gray finished eating. Now, although they still spoke little, dinner was brighter, they kept smiling, and the regrets were temporarily squashed by deep love.
When they finished eating, Gray offered to help clean up. They washed dishes side by side, bumping hips sometimes and smiling at one another. Then as Natsu scrubbed a pan, Gray went behind him and kissed the Dragon Slayer on the shoulder, where his nails had dug in and left a scab. He moved aside the lanky pink hair and sucked on the back of Natsu's neck, leaving even more small love marks. When he nibbled up and nipped Natsu's ear, the Dragon Slayer finally tossed down the scrubbing sponge, spun around, and yanked Gray up against him. Gray's mouth crashed against his, and his hips pinned Natsu to the sink. His hands rubbed up sculpted muscles and threaded through soft hair. Natsu grabbed around Gray's butt and yanked him in closer. Although he knew he was probably too tired for another romp, he loved the way Gray's hips slid against him, rocking into his body, claiming him fully.
They pulled back breathing heavily. Saliva trailed between their swollen lips. Natsu gazed into those droopy eyes and traced Gray's chiseled jaw with his hot fingers. Every fiber of his being wanted to lay claim to Gray, bite his neck, mark him, take him, horde him. Only the guilt lingering in the back of his mind stopped him.
"I don't want this night to ever end," Natsu said with teary sadness. It was already close to midnight, and he feared the breaking of this wonderful, sensual spell.
Gray squeezed him with reassurance. "Let's stay up a little longer. Leave the dishes."
They held each other around the waist, not wanting to let go of each other's bodies, as they walked out of the kitchen and over to the fireplace. They sat on the couch to watch the fire for a bit and listen to the storm blowing outside. Gray curled up into Natsu's strong arms, gazing at the fire and thinking about how he had burned away and wasted so many years. He could have had this fire in his heart blazing every night. He watched the lambent flames dance over the logs, like fiery lovers. It could have been them! Dancing. Burning. Smoldering together.
"Gray?"
He hardly realized he had fallen asleep until he jolted up, still in Natsu's arms.
"Hey," the Dragon Slayer whispered, nudging him. "Let's get to bed."
"Don't wanna," Gray muttered. If they slept, they would waste precious time. He wanted every minute of this night to count. How could he waste it with dreams? He had been dreaming and fantasizing for years. Tonight was a reality. He didn't want to sleep at all!
"Come on. I want to snuggle you."
Gray was almost snoring as Natsu hefted him to his feet. The ice mage wrapped himself around Natsu, holding on tightly as he stumbled through the house and to the bedroom.
Half-asleep, he muttered, "I don't wanna wake up from this dream."
Natsu gazed down at him, feeling touched by Gray's words. This night really had been like a dream, pretending to be a married couple, loving together, eating together, cleaning up together, and now they were going to sleep together.
When they entered the dark bedroom, the storm outside was still blowing, pattering against the window. The wind had picked up, howling softly through the forest. In here, all was warm and safe. Natsu helped Gray into his bed, and he got dressed. Gray just threw all of his clothes off. So typical!
Natsu turned off the light and slid into the blankets. Gray immediately grabbed him and pulled Natsu possessively closer. Natsu kissed his forehead and stroked back the black hair. Gray fell asleep almost immediately, but Natsu stayed up. He looked at that sleeping face in the darkness, the way Gray's mouth hung open, and listened to his breathing. Natsu did not want to sleep at all, not tonight. He did not want to miss a single moment of this.
Being together.
Being with … his husband.
A husband for only one night.
He did not want this to ever end, and he wished the sun would never rise. He wanted to stay right like this, holding Gray's chilly body, for the rest of his life. So even when he felt sleepy, even when his mind kept drifted off, Natsu tried to force himself to stay awake. An hour passed, and still he felt like he could not miss a single moment of watching Gray sleeping and holding him.
Finally, his eyes kept drifting down too often. He leaned over and gave Gray one last kiss on the forehead, before sleep conquered the Dragon Slayer. All in the bedroom fell silent except for the drumming cadence of the storm outside.

End of Chapter 6
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