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Beastly Possession	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 26740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: Rhov is amassing space cruisers to invade Japan so she can usurp ownership of Fairy Tail. It promises to be an epic battle. Until the forces of darkness have finished converging, Hiro Mashima still owns this manga.

Chapter 8

The Changing

Happy tugged on Gray's black boxers. "When is Natsu gonna come back? It's been a really long time."

Gray was also worried and had unconsciously stripped all the way down to his boxer briefs. He sat in the window of their hotel room, staring out at the night, not even concerned about the chill. His eyes swept over roofs and into what streets he could see from this angle, instead of keeping a sharp eye on the palace. His job was to wait for Loke's signal that Lucy was done and needed help getting out without raising an alarm amongst the nobles. The plan was for him and Natsu to cause a small disturbance so Lucy, Loke, and Erza could escape without detection. If Natsu was not around, Gray might have to do something illegal to cause a big enough distraction.

So where was that damn flame-brain?

In the ballroom, Loke was chatting with three of the most beautiful women at the party. If he could have snagged just one of them, he would have considered himself the happiest Spirit alive. To gather all three was pure luck! Yet as he kept a lively conversation going, he kept glancing to the doorway where Lucy would reenter. She was taking far too long to return, and he instinctively felt that something was awry, although he could not be sure what.

His distraction did not go unnoticed by his three female companions.

"Was that your wife you were dancing with earlier?" the blonde woman asked with a pout, twirling her finger around her golden locks.

"Ah, no, happily unmarried," he assured them.

"Sister?" the redhead asked suspiciously.

"Definitely not!"

The raven-haired girl huffed and looked away. "I knew it. She must be your betrothed."

That was supposed to be the story. He was supposed to play the role of a foreign lord engaged to a rich Fiore heiress. He gave the three ladies his most dashing grin, the type that made girls see bubbles and fluttering sakura petals.

"Would it make you feel any better if I said she absolutely doesn't want to marry me?"

Apparently, that made all the difference. These noblewomen were used to arranged marriages for the sake of country and family. Such forced couples often took a lover on the side. All three hoped this dashing foreign lord would find favor with one of them, take them away from boring Fiore, and bring her to an exotic land for many nights of wild passion.

Loke continued to laugh and smile, outwardly dismissing the "arranged marriage." However, he kept glancing to the doorway in worry. He sensed something was wrong, but there was no easy way for him to leave this party without ruining the whole plan for their group. He had gathered too much attention from the ladies in the hall, which was the whole point. If they were focused on him, they would not bother to wonder about what happened to the young woman who was with him. If she was gone, all the better! However, if he left to run to Lucy's side, the women in the ballroom would get suspicious and possibly ask a guard to find out where he went. He could endanger the entire mission.

Loke felt trapped, and he hoped his misgivings were unfounded. If his instincts were right—and they almost always were—he prayed to the stars that the other Zodiac Celestial Spirits were strong enough to protect Lucy.

Natsu had a strange look in his face. His teeth had gone sharp, and there was a faint trace of scales on his skin. His irises were red and his pupils narrowed to slits, looking more like Gajeel's eyes than the gentle gaze Lucy was used to seeing. As he gripped the windowsill to stay perched, she realized his hands looked different. His nails were much longer, thicker, more like the talons of a predatory bird. His shirt and scarf were missing, and sprouted from his back were two leathery red wings with salmon pink webbing. He suddenly leaped into the room, and Lucy instinctively jolted a step back. Behind him swished a thick, red tail with dark spikes going down to the tip.

Lucy's heart pounded faster and harder. She shook her head, not wanting to believe it. When she tried to swallow down her fear, it caught in her throat and became a whimper. She began to retreat in terror, slowly backing away from him. Suddenly, she tripped backward over a rug. Natsu rushed and grabbed around her waist with his tail. She stiffened, trembling as she realized that tail was similar to the one that had pinned down her wrist when she was attacked.

It can't be! Oh please, it couldn't have been Natsu. That's just impossible.

"You almost stepped on a trigger plate."

His eyes were normal now, although the rest of him was just as beastly. He nodded down to her bare feet, where her stumble had shifted the rug and revealed a metal square mere centimeters away. Natsu's newly-grown tail lifted her back onto her feet and gently set her down. He looked at her, frowning slightly, watching to see her reaction to his transformation. Of course, she was shaking in terror, and he hardly blamed her. Saddened, he turned away and walked over to the encased goblet. A flame burned on his hand and melted the glass belljar. He reached in, lifted the goblet, and handed it to her.

Lucy took it with trembling fingers, yet never took her eyes off of him. The creature before her looked like Natsu. It sounded like Natsu.

It can't be the same beast! Maybe it's a different one. Maybe...

"What happened to you?" she whispered. Sure, he was a dragon slayer, but right then Natsu looked half-dragon.

"I..." Natsu choked off and grabbed his head. A low groan hissed out as he nearly doubled over in pain. "Lucy...run," he whispered. "I'm not sure...how much longer...I can keep it controlled."

Instead of fleeing, she felt concerned. Natsu looked like he was in serious agony. She began to reach toward him.

"Go!" he roared.

Flames leaped up on his body. She drew her hand back, but she would not run away. Natsu grimaced, looking like he truly wished she would flee, yet grateful she stayed despite how he looked.

"Lucy, I...I'm so sorry," he cried. "That night, I don't even know if it was me or not. I don't remember anything. Maybe...maybe it was me. I just don't know!" His teeth gnashed in frustration, and she saw tears in his wide, terrified eyes. "I only know that at least three times now—only three times I'm aware of," he corrected, "this has happened." He looked down at his clawed hands. "I'm a little better at controlling it now, but every time, I black out for a moment only to wake up somewhere else. Sometimes nothing happens; sometimes there's a report of an attack. I don't know if it's me doing those things. I don't even know what's happening to me. Lucy..." He looked up at her, and Lucy saw a face she rarely saw on Natsu. His green eyes were wide and filled with tears, his lips trembled as he gritted his teeth, and his tightened fists shook as he became overwhelmed with emotions. In a hoarse whisper, he confessed, "I'm scared."

She felt numbed by the news and stunned by his terror. On one hand, she knew she could always trust Natsu; he was her nakama and best friend. On the other hand, she felt horrified that it might have been Natsu who nearly killed her that night, and the thought that Natsu had such a beastly nature within him terrified her.

Had he also been the one killing and—she gulped sickly—eating people?

"It's like there's something else inside me, some beast possessing me. I'm trying to defeat it, but...but it..." Natsu suddenly grabbed his head and roared in pain. He pulled at his pink hair and ripped a few strands out.

"Natsu!" she gasped. She took a few steps closer and began to reach her hand out, yet she flinched back, too scared to touch him. She desperately wanted to do something to help him, but she had no clue what was happening to her friend.

His hand flashed out, grabbed her, and yanked her to him. Lucy let out a yelp, but she could not pull back. Natsu held her so close, she could feel the heat of the beast within. His eyes blazed in carnal hunger, flickering as that same red glow tried to return in the low light. The tail wrapped around her leg, clutching her tightly to him in possessiveness. Lucy's cheeks burned at seeing the lust in Natsu's eyes.

"Lucy," he breathed hotly. "Your smell..." His hand slithered up under her skirt, sliding along her thigh. Lucy felt herself blushing, and she tensed up at the desirous touch. "I...want...you." He hummed as he sniffed along the edge of her bodice and let his nose rub into the shadowed vale of her cleavage. He gazed up with wild, scarlet eyes. "Want you," he growled softly. Then he began to kiss her collarbone, slowly working up to her neck.

She was terrified of Natsu's beastly form, but how he touched her made Lucy's stomach knot up and her heart race. His hot breath almost burned, yet the fiery touches enthralled her, making her want more. His lips reached a sensitive part on her neck and made her cry out. She belatedly realized she needed to keep quiet, and she only whimpered soft mewls after that. Her cries urged him on. Natsu dropped to his knees and yanked her down with him. His body forced her legs to spread and wrap around him, but his hands supported her back firmly. Her head leaned back, letting him nip and lick her throat as the flames dancing over his body titillated her skin.

"Na-...-tsu," she moaned, her cheeks bright red.

He leaned up and looked at her with lowered lids and a snarling grin. She could hardly meet his eyes, feeling ashamed for liking it too much. He sniffed her from chest up to her face, one long inhale. Then he roughly kissed her, taking full possession over her mouth. Lucy grabbed hold of his shoulders as the heat of his fiery lips burned yet felt so good. Suddenly, Natsu's clawed hand yanked her bodice down, exposing her breasts but ripping the delicate fabric.

"Hey!"

She was about to scream at him for ruining her one good evening gown; however, his tongue licked hot, gentle circles around her nipples, silencing any protests as she bit on her bottom lip and whimpered. She wanted more, but she knew they needed to stop. When his mouth suckled on her, she hummed at how good it felt.

"Natsu..."

It was as if the heat of his flames was pooling in her stomach, making her burn and wanting his juice to extinguish the flames. She realized she should probably fight against him—there was no way Natsu was in his right mind—yet he was making her feel so good. She wanted more!

She heard him growl like a beast, and his hand slid between her thighs. He touched her sex, rubbing circles on her clit, making her spine arch in sparks of pleasure. Then she felt him slide her panties to the side.

"W-wait!"

"Want you," he growled.

He adjusted the loose white pants, and suddenly she felt him thrust into her. Lucy screamed and dropped the goblet. It rolled away from the two of them and clinked against the marble pedestal where it had been on display. He did not even wait to let her get used to it. Hungrily, he began to thrust into her. Lucy's nails dug into him from the pain. He was huge. To Lucy, it felt like he was tearing her apart inside. She cringed and tried to pull away.

"Natsu, it hurts."

He forced her down to the ground and pinned her hands above her head. He thrust harder, and Lucy cried out at the pain. However, instead of struggling against the assault, she looked at him with sadness. She could see in his glowing eyes, this was not really him now, yet...she wished it was truly Natsu making love to her. She desperately wanted it to be him, yet those eyes were animalistic, beastly...not Natsu!

She remembered how everyone said he was furious with guilt after she was attacked. Had Natsu suspected it was himself from the very beginning? Had he lived with that guilt all this time?

She reached up to the flames that danced along the edges of his pink hair. "Oh Natsu," she pouted despite the pain. He growled at hearing his own name. Lucy realized this was going to torment Natsu far more than the pain she felt now. Her heart ached in grief for both him and herself. "It's okay," she whispered, smiling sadly and caressing his scaly cheek as tears dripped from her eyes. "If it's you, then...it's okay."

Did she really mean that, or was she just fooling herself?

He pulled back and stared down at her as if trying to figure out what she was saying. She saw the realization come back into his eyes, softening them, and the red glow disappeared. Natsu gasped when he saw Lucy lying there, her gown bunched up to her belly, her breasts pulled out of the ripped bodice, red marks on her neck and collar from where he had nipped and sucked on her. Her golden hair was splayed across the ground in disarray, and her eyes were moist in sorrow.

"Lucy?" He suddenly realized that he was the one who did this to her. "No...no, not again!"

As he pulled back, he felt himself still inside her. He looked down and saw their bodies connected. A little bit of blood stained the front of his white pants where it had thrust up against her torn entrance.

"Oh God, no!" he shrieked.

With his panic-stricken mouth opened and trembling, he looked up to her face. A sense of disgust and self-loathing washed over him as he realized what he had just done. He wanted to scream, vomit, cry, lash out in hysterics, punch himself, hug her, beg forgiveness...so many powerful emotions! He had no idea what he could even say. His mind was totally blank in horror. He could barely even breathe, fearing that any movement might hurt her worse.

"I...I didn't mean...oh Lucy!"

He gently pulled out, hoping he would not hurt her worse. The blood on his erect shaft made Natsu want to vomit. The smell he loved most—Lucy's sexy smell—was now mixed with the smell he despised most—her blood. He could not wipe the blood off, so he simply adjusted the flap over his trousers. Then, with shaking hands, he attempted to straighten her gown, fiddling with the bulky skirt, nervously trying to tug it back into place, yet he realized that was impossible. The dress was wrinkled and ripped. He gave up trying to make it better and covered his mouth, crying as he realized what he had done to her. He was unable to look directly into her eyes. He could not stand to see that sad yet understanding face marred with tears.

"I'm...sorry," he muttered, his throat thick and shaking with animosity. He knew a simple sorry was not enough, not after something like this, but he had no clue what else he could say. No words could express how miserable he felt right then.

"It's okay," she whispered, although she felt sadness both for herself and for him.

"No, it's not!" he bellowed. Tears overwhelmed him. How could she possibly say it was okay? After what he did...she should hate him. She should want him castrated! Finally, he forced himself to look down at her. "Why didn't you stop me? Why didn't you kill me?" he demanded, feeling furious at himself.

"You know I couldn't hurt you. You're my friend."

"No!" He scampered back all the way to the window and crouched there like an animal knowing it was about to get punished. "A friend doesn't do this." He covered his face with a clawed hand as he began to cry in misery and self-loathing. Slowly, the claws tightened and dragged over his cheek, slicing through the skin and drawing out snaking streams of blood down his face.

"Natsu, stop it!" she yelled, crying to see him hating himself so deeply.

"Why you? How could I do this to you? I'm a beast, a demon! Lucy..." He glared at her with that serious expression she saw when he faced an enemy. "It'll come up again. It's marked you, and it wants you. If I ever try to do this to you again, Lucy..." His face hardened, and his eyes blazed. "...kill me!"

Lucy gasped that he could dare say that. She began to shake her head, but Natsu was firm in his demands now.

"Get protection from the guild. Have a bodyguard with you at all times, someone strong, strong enough to defeat me. If I ever catch you again—if the beast ever catches you—kill it!"

"I can't hurt you," she protested.

"It's not me doing this," he roared in anger. She saw his eyes glow red for a moment, and she realized the beast within was close to the surface again. Natsu looked away and tried to calm himself. After a few deep breaths, he was passive again and finally looked back to her. Softly, he swore, "I would never do this to you."

"I know that," she said fast and sniffled back tears.

"Seeing you get hurt...knowing it's my body doing it to you...it's killing me inside!"

Hesitantly, not fully trusting himself, Natsu reached forward. As he debated if he dared to touch her with such hideous claws, Lucy took hold of his hand and leaned her face against it, not scared of those massive black nails that could have disemboweled her. That softened the worries in Natsu's face. His thumb lightly caressed her cheek.

"Lucy," he sighed sadly. "I don't ever want to hurt you." He reached down to her lower stomach. She was still a little sore and flinched. Natsu frowned to see her in pain. "I'll take responsibility."

"Huh? Oh!" Responsibility? As in, if she could not find a husband because of this, he would marry her? It was old-fashion to say it that way, and Lucy blushed a little. "If you mean about that..."

He cut her off. "I'm gonna find a way to stop this beast, to defeat it. I'm not going to let it hurt you or anyone else ever again, even...even if that means..." He swallowed hard. "Even if I have to kill myself."

"No!" she screamed.

Natsu suddenly turned and jumped out the window. Lucy gasped, rose up fast, and ran to look out, horrified that he might have committed suicide right in front of her. She looked down to the garden, but no one was there. Confused, she looked up and saw Natsu's winged form flying off into the night like a small dragon against the full moon.

"Natsu," she whispered. "You idiot. Don't you dare do anything stupid."

She felt sorry for him, but the fear began to overwhelm her. She felt sick, like she wanted to vomit, scream, and cry all at the same time.

After all, her best friend had just assaulted her!

Lucy straightened her clothes as best as she could and picked up the goblet. There was no way she could return to the party now, not with the marks on her skin and the torn dress. She stepped out and was just beginning to worry about how she could escape now when Erza marched forward while sheathing a sword.

"Please tell me you didn't kill the guards," Lucy frowned.

"Knocked them out when one grabbed my butt." When Erza saw her closer, she realized Lucy had been attacked. "You're hurt."

"I was...I...it's a long story," she sighed. "I need to get out of here."

"I'll show you the way I got in, then signal Loke to leave on his own. Can you walk okay?"

Lucy knew she was limping. She hurt all over again, and without realizing it, she had been crying. She wiped her cheeks, but the tears would not stop. "Just get me out of here," she whispered and weakly followed Erza.

End of Chapter 8

A/N: At last, we've seen Natsu's secret, so I can finally mention this. MuninniguH on DeviantArt drew "Fire Dragon's Kiss," which inspired this whole story. I couldn't give credit to her earlier because it would've spoiled the plot. Now you can see what Lucy's pretty blue gown and Beast-Natsu look like. I didn't want to take MuninniguH's idea completely, yet I still wanted to write about the general idea, and she allowed it. This story is much darker than what she has planned. I totally support the story she writes called "Skin and Scales." Go look it up!

See "Fire Dragon's Kiss" here: http://fav.me/d4lqbw2
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