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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 List
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Chapter 8
Strawberry Cake and Vanilla Frosting
Gray walked into the guild hall feeling in a good mood. Yesterday's adventure in candle wax was a nice splurge after having nothing to do while Natsu healed. The flame-brain could withstand anything, which meant Gray could do things to the Dragon Slayer that he would never be able to do to anyone else in the world. If he ever got another lover, he would have to be a lot more careful.
"If?" he whispered to himself.
In normal relationships, Gray assumed the fun would only last a few weeks, or maybe a few months for more serious dating. Normally, he would think when he got another lover, not if.
He shook his head, blaming it on the optimism that was normal when a relationship is fresh and the emotions are still raw. He had dated girls before who he thought would last a lifetime, imagining that the lady would make a good wife. He told himself that this thing with Natsu was no different. Given time, the thrill would wear out, that old rivalry and annoyance would reappear, they would fight, they would break up, and things would go back to normal.
Except … he could not imagine that ever happening. The thought of Natsu suddenly getting bored with him made Gray shiver inside. He would simply have to keep their relationship lively, always pressing forward, which was why Gray had returned to the sex shop after Natsu left the other day, stumbling back to his and Happy's house in a daze from the endorphin rush of wax play. Gray went late at night and checked out erotic items he had only glanced at wistfully before. Now he had a lover who might let him do a hell of a lot more than he ever dreamed conceivable. Anything was possible.
And there was so much he wanted to try, at least once. He wanted to see Natsu restrained and pleasured in so many ways.
He saw Natsu sitting in the corner of the guild hall. He looked normal, not even a hint of the thrilling rush they had yesterday. Trying to act casual, Gray sauntered up.
"Hey, flame-brain," he greeted in the same tone he always used.
Natsu glanced up at him, and then turned away with an angry expression.
Gray froze in surprise. Keeping up a normal appearance before others was one thing, but the Dragon Slayer looked honestly furious. "Natsu?" he asked quieter, leaning over to be closer for his soft words to be heard. "Hey, what's wrong? Did something happen? Are … are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you feel sick?" A thousand worrisome thoughts plagued Gray's mind. He had made sure Natsu had no blisters on his skin after playing with wax, but what if something in the candles had done damage after the fact? Gently, he reached his hand out to Natsu's arm. "Hey…"
Natsu slapped the hand away, bolted up, and suddenly shoved Gray back, sending him crashing against a neighboring table and knocking over Team Shadow Gear's drinks.
"Get out of my face, bastard," Natsu snarled with flames leaping on his skin.
Gray felt like he had been stabbed in the gut. He watched Natsu march off, and a chill of fears ran down his normally ice-immune arms. Was Natsu going to break up with him? Had he pushed his limits too far?
"Don't mind the idiot," Gajeel called over. "He just hit puberty."
"What?" Gray asked in confusion.
Erza came forward and yanked Gray up by the hand. "He's not in the mood for your usual rivalry. He's just emotional today. It happens at this age."
"What are you talking about?" Gray knew better than anyone, Natsu was anything but a kid just hitting puberty.
Lucy turned around from her seat by the counter. "He's finally growing up."
"What the hell do you all mean?" Gray demanded. "What's wrong with him?"
Erza smiled gently. "You remember how it was, don't you, Gray?"
"Remember what?" he shouted.
"First love, discovering the flutters in your belly, worrying about what that special someone thinks of you."
"First … l-l-love?" he whispered, tripping over that word. Had Natsu decided to tell everyone about the two of them? If so, why was he angry and avoiding Gray?
Lucy tittered playfully. "Natsu's got a girlfriend."
Gray's eyes went wide. "A girl?" he bellowed, and he swung his head over to where Natsu had walked off to the mission board. "No … no, you're mistaken."
"No mistake about it," Lucy said. "Isn't that the case, Happy?"
"Aye," the blue cat said, and he began to sing in a taunting voice, "Natsu's got a girlfriend, Natsu's got a girlfriend."
"It's a really serious relationship too, apparently," Lucy added. "Natsu probably just doesn't want to be around you because he thinks you'll tease him, or maybe even be jealous."
"Why would I be jealous?" Gray roared.
Lucy put a hand on her hip. "Well, you're sure acting jealous. After all, Natsu's in a serious relationship, and you … well, no offense, but we all know you're … w-well…"
Gajeel said it bluntly as he spoke through a mouthful of iron bolts. "A drunken man-whore."
"I am not," Gray snapped.
Lucy chuckled. "At the midsummer guild party, you propositioned Freed because you were so drunk, you thought he was a woman."
Gray groaned at that and covered his face with his hand. Really, he was never going to live that down. "So, who's this girlfriend?"
Happy spoke up, "He didn't mention her name. He said Gray would just harass her, but Natsu said she's really pretty and fun to be around. I haven't met her yet, but he keeps sneaking out to see her."
"Sneaking out?" Gray shouted.
"Aye, he left for two nights in a row for a sleepover at his girlfriend's house."
The whole guild chuckled slyly at that, with plenty of winks to one another. Gray felt his world spinning. Two nights in a row … but besides yesterday's wax incident, Natsu had not been over to Gray's house in a long time. After all, he had been sick. Gray only occasionally checked in with Natsu that whole week while he was ill. What if some other lady was helping to nurse him? Was Natsu cheating on him? Was he sneaking around with a woman? He had thought Natsu said he wanted to be exclusive.
"I … had no idea," Gray muttered.
Lucy said lightly, "Happy was the one who noticed it this morning."
"Noticed what?" Gray asked in dreadful suspicion.
"A hickey on Natsu's neck."
Gray felt his tension snap. Was this about that huge love bite? "Hickey? Did … did Natsu say his girlfriend put the hickey on there?"
"Aye," said Happy. "At first he said it was a bruise from a fight, but I bugged him and bugged him and bugged him, and finally he admitted it was from his new girlfriend. She must be really strong, because he had bruises on his wrists and that huge hickey."
Mira tittered and repeated, "Bruises on his wrists. Who would have thought?"
Gajeel could hardly help but laugh as well. "Gihihi! To keep up with a fighting idiot like Salamander, she'd have to chain him down somehow. She's probably more like a man than a woman. Are you sure she's pretty?"
Happy nodded. "Aye, I asked, and Natsu said she's an exotic raven-haired beauty with skin like snow, enchanting blue eyes, and a perfect body. That's what he said."
Gray turned away, fighting a blush. Skin like snow, huh? He walked over to the mission board. Natsu stood in front of it, looking at the many requests, ignoring the whispers around the guild and Gray creeping up behind him.
"Hey," Gray whispered. "A girlfriend, huh? You didn't have to go that far."
Natsu did not face him, but he whispered so softly, only another Dragon Slayer would have heard the two. "Would you like it if I told the guild you're a sadist who gets his kicks hitting people with belts and watching them piss?"
"What? No!" Gray hissed, glancing around nervously to see if anyone could overhear them.
"I'll tell them right now, if you don't leave me the hell alone."
"Natsu, what is wrong with you? Are you seriously blackmailing me?"
Natsu glanced over angrily. "Then are you that determined not to let anyone know?"
Gray stared, confounded by the question. "Come on. Please don't do this."
"Why not?"
"It … It'd be too hard to explain."
"Yeah," he scoffed wryly, "like how I now have to deal with everyone questioning my bruises."
"What…?"
With no warning, Natsu spun around and punched Gray across the face. Gray stumbled back and crashed over a chair until he fell awkwardly to the ground.
"That's why I don't want to talk to you, bastard," he sneered. Then Natsu turned and ran out of the guild hall.
Gray rubbed out his cheek. "Son of a … Get back here, you flaming jerk!" He ran out of the guild to catch up with Natsu. In the far end of the courtyard, he yanked on Natsu's sleeve, forcing the Dragon Slayer to turn around. "What the hell? You better have a damn good reason for hitting me."
"It's your fault," Natsu shouted.
"Fine, but what did I do?"
"You … you don't want people to know."
"I told you, I don't care if people know that we're dating."
"But … you don't want people to know you're kinky, right?"
Gray froze, and the imagined scene of people finding out, staring oddly at him, whispering about him, keeping their distance from this sick sadistic pervert made him tremble with deep inner terror. "No," he said quietly. "I don't want anyone to know. Natsu, is this a problem?" he whispered angrily.
"It is now."
Gray backed up a step. "Because Happy saw the bruises on your wrists?" Would Natsu break up with him over that? He could not even fathom it.
"More than just that," Natsu grumbled.
Breathlessly, he demanded, "Seriously, what's going on?"
Natsu glared with flames licking his skin. He leaned in close to Gray and sneered in a whisper, "I just had to lie to Happy to save your ass."
Gray stared cautiously, stunned and confused. "Just because Happy saw the hickey and bruises? So what? It's Happy."
"As soon as Happy saw my neck, he said, 'Oh, you have a girlfriend. She must be really kinky to give you a love bite like that.' Kinky!" Natsu fisted up his hands. "Then he saw the bruising on my wrists. I don't think he gets it, but he told everyone else, and they definitely got it. They think I have a kinky girlfriend, and I had to lie again—lie to everyone—that she was simply into that, but that … that I … I didn't like it," he screamed. "I had to lie to the whole guild, and to Happy, my best friend. If I told Happy the truth about us, everyone would know it's you who's kinky. I know you don't want that. So I lied. I lied to my best friend. And that's why I'm pissed. I lied to Happy, of all people, and I just lied to the friends who are like my family, all so I could save your ass from getting humiliated."
Gray did not even breathe for a moment, completely overwhelmed as he realized Natsu had lied to save his reputation. Everyone knew now that Natsu was a little kinky, but no one in the guild would realize Gray was too. He had gone that far to save Gray from humiliation.
"Natsu." He finally exhaled as his eyes began to burn. Gray turned away and blinked rapidly, determined not to cry. "You … you didn't have to go that far."
"Well, I did," he said bluntly. "Now everyone thinks I have some kinky girlfriend, and I've been sneaking over to her house night after night." Natsu turned his back on Gray, and his shoulders bristled angrily. "I know it was my own choice, I didn't have to, but I did because … because I want to protect you. For everything you've done to help me this far, it was the least I could do to pay you back. Still, I hate lying to anyone, but most of all Happy. I've never lied to him before. So I'm a bit upset right now."
Gray dropped his head. He tried to imagine it, put it into some sort of perspective. If he had to lie to … who? Whom did he know who was as close as the bond Happy and Natsu shared? Hell, Natsu was like a father to that blue cat. Lying to his own son … Gray could not fathom the guilt that must cause. He did not have a friendship that deep.
"I'll back off," Gray muttered. "I'm gonna take a solo mission, get out of town for a few days, let this all blow over. You can handle it however you want. Plus this way they won't see the scratches you left on me. That'd just make things more complicated."
Now Gray felt stabbed with guilt. He had felt so smug about that love bite when he gave it, making it extra large, but perhaps it was a bad idea if it gave Natsu this much mental torment. If he liked marking his partner, he should be ready to face the consequences, and one of those was having the whole guild find out Gray was into kinky sex.
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
Gray turned and marched back into the guild hall. Inside, all was light and lively. The drama that happened in the courtyard did not exist here. It was almost surreal, going from that gloomy angst to a typical Fairy Tail day. All it was missing was Natsu leaping around demanding everyone to fight him.
Gray walked right past Juvia, who was about to bashfully say something to him. Hell, he did not want to deal with her at a time like this. He had messed up, he made Natsu lie, he hurt Natsu's feelings. All he wanted was to get away and not have to see Natsu sad ever again.
He grabbed a flier and showed it to Mira. Lucy glanced over his shoulder to read the paper.
"Ooh, sounds like fun. Mind if I tag along?"
"Sorry, Lucy. I'm really short on money."
"Oh," she muttered. He guessed she was too, but he just really needed to be alone for a while.
He got approval for the request, left back to home, but as he packed a bag for the journey, he walked over to a chest where he kept his erotic supplies. Inside was something special, something specifically for Natsu. Gray had really wanted to show it off today, but it was a bad time. Still, he lightly touched the chest, thinking about what was inside, wondering if Natsu would like it, and hoping that when he returned, the Dragon Slayer would still want him. He had decided when he bought it, that item belonged to no one else but Natsu. Even if things did not work out—and now he feared that they would fall apart so quickly—that item would never be given to another person. It was bought with one man in mind, and it could not belong to anyone else but that destructive idiot Gray had fallen for.
"Another time," Gray said to himself. Then he took his hand off the chest, packed a few more items, and headed out the door.
A week later, Gray returned to the guild, enough money to ensure he could pay rent, plus a little extra. He thought about asking Natsu if he wanted to do something fun, maybe a movie or karaoke, but then he saw the Dragon Slayer sitting at a table with Lisanna and Elfman, laughing happily next to the petite white-haired girl whose adoring gaze went unnoticed by the obtuse idiot. Gray remembered how angry Natsu had been. He wanted nothing more than to have Natsu look over, smile, and wave Gray to come join them. Instead, Natsu's eyes only flicked over briefly, enough to see who had walked in, before he continued with an impersonation of Laxus that made Lisanna laugh loudly.
Gray walked through the guild, easily ducking under a lightning bolt shot from Laxus to Natsu in order to stop the ridiculous mimicry. (The idiot totally deserved that!) He went to the counter and ordered an ice cream float. He had just begun to suck on the straw when Erza flopped down on the stool next to him.
"How was the mission?" she asked, waving to Kinana to get her the usual: in other words, strawberry cake.
"Not hard," he said. "I just needed the money."
"Even the easy missions help us to improve little by little," she said sagely. "Are you up to another mission tomorrow?"
"Well, I was thinking about getting drunk with the money I earned, but I guess I can keep it to just a couple beers. Is it a real challenge?"
"Not really, but I thought it would be nice to have the team together again. Lately, it's been hard to get you and Natsu together."
Gray glanced back to the Dragon Slayer who was a blackened lump with sparks of yellow electricity. "Yeah, I guess so. How has he been since I was gone?"
Erza forked some cake, but she looked at Gray curiously. "What do you mean?"
"His … uh … girlfriend."
"I don't pry into his private life. However, I guess he told the girl he doesn't enjoy being handcuffed, because his bruises are gone and there are no new ones."
"Is that so?" Gray muttered, not surprised in the least, since he had not been in town to give Natsu those sorts of marks. "So, uh … what do you think about that? About him? About what this girlfriend likes?"
"It is none of my concern," Erza said sternly. "Nor should it be yours."
"I mean in general," he clarified. "People who … uh … do that stuff. Isn't it … weird?"
"Sexual bondage is not weird at all," Erza declared. "It's nice to feel empowered."
Gray suddenly remembered some scene he had witnessed of Erza dominating over Mira while wearing dominatrix clothing. "Right," he muttered, realizing he was talking to a woman who had frigging seduction armor. "So do you and Jellal…?" His words were murdered by the devilish glare that burned in the Titania's eyes. "Uh … n-n-n-never mind. Forget it. I didn't say anything." God, she was scary!
Gray turned around to face the main hall, away from that dark aura. That was when he saw Natsu had been helped back up to the chair, washing his sooty face with a cloth. He was staring right at Gray. As soon as their eyes met, Natsu looked away quickly, and his cheeks went pink. Gray could hardly help but laugh.
"Like a damn twelve-year-old schoolgirl," he mumbled.
"What was that?" Erza asked, her focus back on her cake.
"Nothing," he mumbled. "So this mission, what time?"
"Meet at the train station at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and bring handcuffs."
Gray choked on his ice cream float and coughed frosty liquid out into a napkin. "Wh-what?"
Erza looked over in confusion. "Handcuffs. You've brought them before when we went after a bandit. I figured they were part of your mission gear."
"Oh … y-yeah, the handcuffs. I'll make sure to toss them into my pack." He cooled his skin down with just a little ice magic so he would not blush. "Don't you have some?"
"My handcuffs are for bondage, not for capturing bandits."
"Erza!" he shouted, not caring anymore if he blushed.
She looked over undaunted. "Well, they are."
Gray turned away in a fluster. "You don't have to tell me."
"You're so prudish, Gray. We know you sleep around. Surely, the idea of bondage has come up in the bedroom."
"Even if it has … never mind," he sighed, deflating, unable to flat out lie to her. "Forget it."
"You should expand your options, Gray."
He glared over at Erza. "Options?"
"I would bet that your sex life, no matter how … busy it may be, is actually quite dull. Then again, when you're out drinking and roaming for a one-night-stand, I suppose delving into the kinkier side of sex is unnecessary. You really should try to get a serious relationship rather than sleeping with any girl desperate enough to hang out at a bar like a sottish prostitute."
"Look, I haven't picked up a girl in weeks. And I assure you, my sex life is anything but dull."
Cana suddenly sat on the other side of him, flushed with alcohol although it was barely the afternoon. "What's this about your sex life, Gray?" Her hand slithered up his arm in a sensual caress, and she leaned in, reeking of beer. "Not getting enough action from your bar wenches? Ya wanna try another romp in the Cana Carnal Cantina?"
"God, that was ages ago, Cana, and we were both drunk."
"So? You were rather … talented, as I recall." Her tongue dragged seductively across her upper lip.
Gray pulled away and stood up to get out of her reach. "I don't fuck friends anymore," he sneered scathingly. Then Gray turned and marched away.
"Oh yeah?" Cana shouted after him, not caring that the whole guild could hear her. "What type of people do you fuck these days, Gray? Enemies? Rivals?"
His muscles tensed sharply when she said that. He wanted to shout at her, deny it, maybe make up some fabricated declaration. He spun around to glare at Cana, realizing her shout, especially the perverted nature of the question, had garnered a lot of attention. He could not glance over to Natsu. He couldn't! Someone would notice if his eyes darted to the Dragon Slayer.
"Who I take to my bed is none of your concern. If I'm going to sleep with anyone, it'll be someone who interests me. Right now, I'm not interested in any girls." He was glad Juvia was not there to cry up a storm. He stomped toward the exit, desperate to get out of the volatile room before Cana said…
"What about boys?"
… that.
Luckily, Gray was near the door so all he had to do was flip a middle finger at her and continue out.
Since Gray was riled up from Cana, he had to work out his frustration. He went to a hill the wizards used for practicing magic. There, he could shout as he formed item after item of ice, pushing his limits, making things bigger, more elaborate. Anything he imagined could be created. That was the glory of Ice-Make. It was all a matter of imagining it and then making it into reality.
If only he could do this magic with everything in life.
He was mad at himself for making Natsu sad. He was mad at Natsu for punching him. He was mad at Cana for dropping what was potentially the biggest bomb about his relationship with Natsu, although it seemed like no one caught it, or they thought Gray and Natsu were too steeped in their rivalry to even think about doing anything intimate.
He needed to regain control over his life. He needed to sculpt the chaos into something tangible, visual, usable, orderly. Control!
He wanted to control someone. He wanted to reassure himself that something, at least one little thing in life, was within his control.
He needed Natsu more than ever.
On a whim, he made a statue of ice. A little magic, and the sunlight refracted differently, giving the ice the illusion of having color: peach skin, pink hair, white scarf, all created from his magic. He walked up to the ice clone and caressed the face. Natsu was always so hot, not like this frozen double. Still, it was a lifelike double, if he did say so himself.
"I need you, Natsu," he confessed to the ice clone. "I don't know how or when, but I've become addicted to you."
He did not hear footsteps coming up the hill as he continued to speak to the frozen copy.
"I always hated you, because you were everything I wasn't. Somewhere along the way, I realized that the reason you hated me back … was the same. I was everything you weren't. I think it was Erza who said it one day, one of her times trying to force us to be best friends. She told me, 'Natsu complements you, fills in all the gaps.' I didn't understand what she meant, and it didn't help that she went on this whole spiel about you being the strawberry cake and I'm the vanilla frosting. However, I think I understand now what she saw back then."
He traced the face of the ice clone, looking at how detailed he had made that smile. He loved to see Natsu smile, so naturally that was the most realistic part of this Ice-Make creation.
"You and I have a lot of faults. Most people, over time, learn to buff down those rough spots. Not you and me, though. You're fiery, burn everything to a crisp. I'm hard, jagged, like ice. Maybe in another ten or twenty years we could smooth out our personal issues, but until then…"
Everything he knew about Natsu's dark and mysterious past swelling up in his mind.
"I've dealt with demons, and you have some damn personal demons. I'd like to think that maybe, little by little, I'm helping you with that. As for me, I froze my heart a long time ago. I have this wretched, jagged, shard of ice in my soul that wants to tear everything apart. I can't melt it. I feel like if I open my heart too much, I'm going to freeze everything around me. I'll hurt the person who opened my heart. That jagged shard in my soul will shred that person to pieces.
"You're the only person I know who burns away the ice. As I open my heart … slowly … I'm no longer afraid of that blizzard consuming me and everyone around me, because I know you're there with me. You'll keep melting away all the ice inside me, until one day, I'll be able to find myself. With you, I can rage all I want. I can freeze and gain control, and you're still there, holding on, smiling no matter what I do. You let me know I can be in control, at least a little.
"Still … I'm scared," he whispered with a shiver. "I'm scared I might really hurt you one day. I'm scared of that ice becoming too cold, of me being too frigid, doing something I should never do, until I freeze your heart as well as my own. I'm scared that my need to control you, to bind you and humiliate you, to make myself feel a shred of worth, it's going to turn you into something else. If I'm the frosting to your cake, what if I smother you? What if I shape you into something you're not?"
"That's stupid."
Gray jolted around, wiping his moist eyes quickly, and saw Natsu standing not far behind him.
"It's the cake who gives shape to the frosting, idiot."
The ice clone shattered and fell in a sparkle of snowflakes. Gray shook as he realized he had been overheard.
"If anything," Natsu went on, walking forward, "I'm the one pushing you into the shape I want. I'm some lumpy, boring cake, okay on my own, but lacking any appeal. You don't smother me, Gray. You make me better, turn me into something presentable. I can't do anything on my own. You make me functional, just as I do to you. Frosting alone is pretty gross, but when it's on a cake, it's beautiful and delicious. Isn't that the case?"
Breathlessly, Gray shuddered out, "It's just a metaphor."
"Which is why I hate metaphors." Natsu reached forward, took Gray's hand, and caressed his knuckles with the rough pad of his thumb. "I'm sick of having a fictional girlfriend. I want my boyfriend back." Natsu wrapped his arms around Gray, squeezing him desperately. "I missed you." His eyes tightened as they threatened to spill tears. "I'm so sorry if I got angry at you. I don't want you to feel guilty just because I decided to act on my own. I really don't want to push you away."
Gray hugged him back. It felt so good to be back in those hot arms. Once again, the ice inside him was melting with the heat of the Dragon Slayer. "You won't push me away that easily, idiot. This frosting is gonna get on your cake somehow."
Natsu's eyes trailed down Gray's chest and sculpted stomach, down to the boxers that were all the ice wizard wore. "I like when your frosting is all over me."
Gray gave a soft gasp. Then he laughed and relaxed. "Well, I guess you cheered up, eh?"
Natsu let his hands slide down and rest on the ice wizard's butt, pulling him in closer. "No more talk of frosting and cakes. It's making me … hungry."
Gray's heart began to thump hard. "Did Erza warn you about the mission we have in the morning?"
"She told me." He pulled Gray even closer and rolled his hips up against him. "Which means we're free all evening."
"You're so predictable," Gray said with a smirk. "You only have that look when you want me to do something to you."
"Are my attacks predictable already?" said Natsu. His eyelids lowered as he leaned in closer to Gray. "I'll have to come up with a new plan."
"I don't mind seeing that look on your face." When Natsu began to lean up for a kiss, Gray pressed the shorter Dragon Slayer on the nose, holding him back. "I know how you get your kicks having me tie you up."
Natsu's narrow eyes flickered downward to Gray's crotch and saw the bulge there. He leered back up with a cocky smile. "And I know how hard you get thinking about how to punish me."
Gray chuckled and tilted his head to the side, eying the man. "Race you to my house."
"My house is closer."
"What I want to use on you tonight is at my place, and it would be a little awkward to carry that around town."
Natsu's eyes gleamed with salacious interest. "In that case…" He turned and bolted. "I'll beat you there, droopy-eyes."
Gray took off in a heart-pounding run. "You're the one who will be beaten, flame-brain."
Natsu grinned to himself and whispered, "I sure hope so."
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