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Gray slammed down onto a stool at the bar of the Fairy Tail guild. He thumped a fist on the counter as he attempted to cool the angry flames that could only be caused by the biggest pyromaniac around: Natsu. Clenching his jaw, he closed his eyes to sift through his thoughts. Who does he think he is? Runnin' around here actin' like some big shot! Gray's thoughts furiously bounced around his mind.
"Don't let him get to you, Gray," said a bubbly voice.
Gray knew the owner of the voice before he opened his eyes: the gorgeous MiraJane. His eyes snapped open and he gazed upon her. The magenta dress she wore clung to her in such a way that made Gray feel animalistic. The dress revealed the pleasant tops of her breasts. Her pale hair tumbled over her shoulders, a few strands dancing across those breasts. Her soft lips were curled in her ever-present smile. Oh, the things he had fantasized involving those lips. . .
"Gray," she said, which drew his attention back to her eyes and made him feel flushed. "Do you want anything to drink?"
Gray considered the offer, then shook his head. "Adding alcohol would not help the situation, unless you want to be peeling Natsu off the floor 'cause that's what he's gonna get!"
"Oh my," Mira said with a giggle. "You're a great wizard, Gray. There's no way Natsu actually means what he says."
Gray huffed and rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah? Well, if that's the case, he's still an idiot for intentionally pissin' me off!"
She blinked, momentarily hiding her deep blue eyes. She slid a hand across the bar top, laying it on Gray's own cold hand. "Don't ignore compliments, Gray, or they might stop coming." The hand quickly retreated and Mira walked away to talk with someone else. Her tone had not revealed any hurt feelings, but Gray was remorseful anyway.
Gray watched as she worked, her perky bottom swaying from side to side: left, right, left, right. It was rhythmical, like a clock. Tick, tock, tick, tock, her round booty marked the time. The time that was slipping like sand between Gray's fingers. It was only a matter of time before someone else would do what Gray could not: win MiraJane's heart.
Gray lay in his bed staring at the ceiling, his thoughts a stampede. His blankets and pillows created a navy blue fortress around his naked body. MiraJane was the temptress of all his wildest sexual fantasies. His feelings for her were more than lust, though. He had been watching her for years, discovering joy in all she was: the kindest and sweetest person in his life. She cared the most—about him and the entire guild—and truly possessed the best heart.
On the other hand, there was her demon side, which Gray hoped to never experience first-hand. That part of Mira was wild and unpredictable, harming others for a larger good. Inside the sweet girl that he adored was an uncontrollable being. Gray had heard tales of Mira's demon side, but his feelings for her had not been injured in the slightest.
Gray's mind began to wander through all the possibilities of a sexual relationship with such a complex lady. As his lust grew, he rolled over to find one of the magazines featuring MiraJane the swimsuit model. He proceeded to lose himself in all the things that sexy goddess could do to him.
Gray's sleep was riddled with dreams of her. The moments flashed through his mind: a sweet conversation between the two of them, a tender kiss, a romantic outing. Just before dawn, his mind presented MiraJane in a flowing gown, and the scene around her suggested an extravagant celebration at the guild. In the crowd were the faces of many beloved friends and teammates. Lucy's arms were draped around Natsu's neck, his wide grin and her rosy cheeks hinting at mild intoxication. The red-haired Erza was being twirled by Loke, who looked suave in his black suit. A commotion to Gray's right side caught his attention and his eyes widened at the sight of Gajeel marching out of the guild hall with a giggly Levy thrown over his shoulder. What is all the ruckus about, he wondered.
Gray received the answer when he looked at Mira again. What had previously been a fairly simple dress in a dark shade of green had transformed into a white gown. The dress was snug along her ribs and breasts, then puffed out drastically at her elegant waist line. The tight portion was decorated with thousands of pearls that were an off-white color. Gray began to shake his head in denial as a faceless man approached MiraJane, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. The man broke the kiss long enough to whisper, "My wife."
Sorrow swept through the dream world and Gray opened his eyes abruptly. His chest felt tight and he loathed the tears that threatened to escape. Being an ice wizard, he generally was not bothered by cold temperatures, but now he felt completely frozen. If losing her in a dream could cause all this, then how would he handle it in reality? He wrapped his blanket tightly around himself and rolled over, pressing his face into the pillow and releasing the hot tears.
The door to his bedroom suddenly burst open, and the chill in his bones quickly vanished as Natsu's voice roared through the silence of the room. "Get up, ice cube! I found a job on the request board that could help Lucy with her money problems."
Gray breathed deeply before speaking. "Natsu, doors exist for a reason. I'm naked, you idiot."
Natsu yanked open the curtains, allowing a cascade of light to fill the room. "Not much different from usual. Now get up!" Gray rolled over to growl at his teammate at the same moment the dragon slayer pulled the blanket away. The event left Gray entirely exposed and Natsu gaping with a look of surprise. Gray got up quickly and pulled on a pair of boxer shorts. Arms folded over his chest, he glared at Natsu. "Did you think I was joking?"
"Yeah, a little," Natsu replied with a nervous chuckle. When Gray's only response was a mild shrug, Natsu frowned. "You okay, man? Any other day you woulda started some shit you wouldn't be able to finish."
Gray gave a tiny shake of his head, and began to put on the rest of his clothes. "Just tired, I guess."
A warm hand slapped down on Gray's bare shoulder, and Natsu's tone was more concerned. "Come on, Gray. You're not still mad about our tussle from last night, are ya?"
Gray rolled his shoulder to remove Natsu's hand, even though he kind of welcomed the warmth right now. "No, Natsu, shut the hell up!" He slammed the drawer of his dresser, causing a framed picture of their team to tumble toward the floor.
Natsu acted quickly, catching the frame. He gently placed it on the dresser and managed to sneak a close look at Gray's face before Gray could turn away. Natsu's eyebrows pinched together. "Gray, have you been. . .crying?" The question was sincere instead of tangled with ridicule as Gray had expected it to be.
"None of your business, flame-head." Gray attempted to push past Natsu, but the dragon slayer refused to move. Clearly Natsu was suspicious of Gray's passive attitude, and Gray was desperate to end this conversation. He balled up a fist and swung at Natsu's face, but his teammate easily stopped the blow by catching Gray's hand.
Natsu tightly held onto Gray's fist. "Gray, man, this isn't like you. That punch was only quarter-power. Talk to me."
The ice wizard clenched his jaw, wishing to be talking about anything else. He stared hard at Natsu's face and found no trace of humor in the lines formed by his deep frown. With a slow sigh Gray relented. "It's about a girl."
Natsu released Gray's hand, studying him. A smile spread across his face and he laughed loudly. "Really? Must be some girl to cause all this gloom." At the word gloom, Natsu's grin doubled in size. "Gloom. Hey! You like Juvia, don't you?"
Gray rolled his eyes and walked around his excited friend to pick up his white coat. He slid his arms into the coat as deep regret sank into him. Natsu was truly the last person he should be sharing this information with. "No, idiot. That girl gives me the creeps and you know it."
"Then who?" The pink-haired boy looked on the verge of erupting with anticipation.
Gray chewed his lip lightly as he argued with himself. As eccentric as Natsu was, Gray knew that he truly did care and wanted to help. However, there was the concern of whether Natsu could keep quiet about the secret. He gave Natsu one more serious inspection and sighed as he realized the boy would not stop pestering him until he relented the information. "Fine, knucklehead. But you can't tell anyone," he warned with a growl.
Natsu grinned, nodding his head. "You got it!"
"It's MiraJane," Gray said quietly, nervous to admit it out loud. Then he said it once again, louder this time. "MiraJane. I have feelings for MiraJane."
Natsu's eyebrows shot up and he playfully punched Gray on the arm. "Are you kidding me? She's a babe!"
"Watch it," Gray rumbled defensively.
"Whoa, calm down, she's not even your gal yet." Natsu backed away from Gray nonetheless. He crossed his arms and thought for a moment. "Are you going to make her your girl?"
With a grimace, Gray dropped his defenses. If he was going to trust anyone with his worries, it might as well be Natsu. "No, there isn't any hope of that."
An angry look swept across Natsu's features and his hot voice roared through the room. "Gray! Man, you can't just give up like that!"
As the two unlikely friends walked to the guild hall, Natsu laid out an elaborate plan to help Gray win Mira's heart.