A:N- first Chapter Grays P.O.V, second chapter is Natsu's. I love this pairing. It's just a short one shot of Gray confessing to Natsu. Does Natsu feel the same?

Disclaimer- I do not own Fairy tail or its characters! Just burrowing them for my own amusement haha

(Gray P.O.V)

The guild halls aura was much different. There was no arguing or pointless fighting taking place like usual. Instead, it was filled with lively cheers and shocked gasps as soon as their eyes landed on a very alive Lisanna. No one expected this day to be unlike any other and the moment we all walked into the doors, time stilled. The air went thick with silence before the quiet room was filled with surprized shouts of, "Lisanna," and shocked exclaims of, "We thought you were dead!"

Everyone's face lit up with happiness at seeing the girl we all thought was dead and rushed at her in fondness and admiration. I couldn't hold back the amused smirk at Elfman automatically going into big brother mood and punching the guys that got too close. I guess it was expected. Lisanna had been gone for years and her death left scars on everyone. Some were able to move on and others still held onto the pain and suffering of that day.

I wasn't really a close friend, Lisanna and I barely talked when we were younger. Every now and then we would start a conversation but it didn't last long. If anything she was closest to Natsu. The flaming idiot. I could remember she would always fawn over him and always seemed to stay attached to him like a bad thorn in his side. I didn't know what irritated me more. The fact she would always call Natsu her husband or how much time they seemed to spend together. It wasn't like I was jealous. I hated that overly confident lizard. So then why...?

My eyes traveled to the pink haired idiot. Lisanna was staring at him with a look of affection and cheeks as red as a blooming rose. Natsu, being the oblivious dimwit he was, didn't seem to notice just what look she was training on him. A part of me really wished Lisanna would have stayed in Edolas. As guilty as the thought made me, I really didn't care how bad of a thought it was. Still, I guess its to be expected. She still had lingering affection towards the dragon slayer.

Why the hell does that make me feel a pinch of sadness?

"Lisanna. I'm glad you're back. I was so worried." The master stated with a warm smile, greeting her back with kindness and affection in his voice.

Lisanna's attention went from Natsu to Makarov. It was a bated breath, everyone watching curiously, as tears began to steadily flow down her red cheeks and flung herself at the master, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her sobs were the only sound in the guild. Everyone was staring at the odd sight but with smiles plastered on their faces.

Mirajane and Elfman clung to each other. Both wore an expression of happiness and glassy orbs. They forced the unshed tears back knowing that there was no more reason to mourn but even in this happy moment it didn't demolish the pain of losing her those years ago. I knew they were the most effected. After having to believe their beloved sister was dead and bearing the pain of a harsh reality, now she was there. Alive and right where she belonged. Somehow, this scene, this heart wrenching sight, made my chest ache. I wasn't sure why the sudden flare of pain struck me so effectively, but it was enough to make me wince.

It reminded me alot of Ur. Except, my story didn't have such a happy ending. The day she died was the day my heart turned a little colder. I didn't even think that was possible. I had gotten so use to the bitter cold that being in a blizzard shirtless was like any other hot day. It didn't bother me but seeing her sacrifice herself the way she did, all because of me, was unbearable. The very memory still clung far in the back of my mind, resurfacing and clinging onto my subconscious like a bad cold. It was there to remind me of the day my recklessness cost me the one parent I had. I wasn't her son. She wasn't my mother but she was in my heart. She was the closest thing to family I ever had and because of my choice to take on Deliora, she was gone. In a blink of an eye, she was just gone.

One hand went to grip my shirt right over my heart and the other remained at my side, balling up into a fist. I gritted my teeth. Hard. Self-loathing and hate filled my mind. Lyon was right back then. I had gotten our teacher killed. I was the reason for her death. I couldn't even stand myself right now.

A firm weight found itself on my shoulder and my eyes- when had I even closed them- shot open to see Natsu looking at me strangely, his hand resting on my shoulder. "You okay popsicle?"

His eyes were hard, calculating as they stared into mine. Those eyes that were as hot as his fire, eyed me suspiciously and I wanted to melt under that intense gaze. Sighing, I knocked away his hand, trying my best to give him an annoyed look. "Im fine."

"If you say so." Natsu mumbled, one brow raised. It was obvious he didn't believe me.

Stupid flame brain. Why do you even care. I couldn't tell him how I felt. I don't think I ever could. I held his gaze and I saw a few emotions in his unwavering eyes. I wasn't sure what they were though. Disbelief? Curiosity? Concern? No. Natsu never showed concern towards me. We were always fighting, if anything people would think we hated each other. Maybe Natsu did. It was hard to tell what he was thinking and when we traded blows I could feel the effort in each one of his punches. We were rivals. Friends, to a messed up point considering how much we bickered but all the same. We watched out for each other. The entire guild protected each other when one of them was in danger. It was a normal action.

Fighting alongside Natsu, seeing him get hurt or pushing far past his limits, I found I felt something more than a love for a comrade. I don't know when it started, don't know how it began but, I fell for him. Natsu of all people. It was unheard of. Spending all that time in Edolas, watching Natsu's energy being sucked out of him, scared the hell out of me. Seeing him so vulnerable and unconscious sent a wave of concern and anger coursing through my veins that would make even Deliora quiver in fear.

He was so sure he had lost the annoying fire breathing idiot. He never wanted to feel that way again.

"Natsu!" Lisanna's excited voice knocked me from my trance in time to see her clutching Natsu's arm.

I rolled my eyes, biting down the jealousy bubbling up in my chest at seeing her so close to him. Natsu laughed and grabbed her arm. "Hey Lisanna. Good to have you back." He said with a toothy grin.

She giggled. "I know. I'm glad I am back. I've missed Fairy Tail! The real Fairy Tail."

Biting my lip, I turned around and walked out of the guild. The rain was still as heavy as before. It came down relentlessly and as soon as I planted my feet outside it hit me like tiny knives. It wasn't cold but I came down fast and hard. My clothes were already being soaked to the bone but right now I didn't care. I just wanted away from that no good salamander. I hated it. Seeing his that happy with someone who wasn't me. It was a fantasy, a desired dream that would never become reality. I will never know what it was like to be held by Natsu, to feel his remarkable heat against my skin or those lips against mine.

Shaking my head, I started running. I wanted away from those thoughts, to erase those images of being with Natsu. My feelings were pointless, my love for him just a one-sided delusion. It hurt too much, knowing it was just that. An illusion.

I was vaguely aware of my name being called but the rain came down like a waterfall, drowning out all other sounds. My hair stuck to my face, already drenched, as were my clothes. My shoes splashed in forming water puddles and I nearly lost my balance twice but quickly regained my composure. I kept running until my tired legs lead me to an angry river.

I looked down.

Just how long had it been raining? I wondered, watching the raging water speed by in a frenzy of splashes and swirls.

I took a step closer and regretted it immediately. The ground was soaked and unsafe. Squishy and slippery, my feet were knocked out from under me and I was falling, tumbling down the hill with amazing speed. Falling towards the fast flowing water that would swallow me whole and show me no mercy. Somehow, I wasn't that afraid. If anything, I was calm. Drowning didn't seem so bad. The guilt, the regret, all the emotions I felt up until the day Ur died, ate away at me every day. I wasn't given an ounce or mercy from those tainted thoughts, either. They haunted me, gripping me in never ending sorrow and despair. I deserved this. I deserved a slow, agonizing death.

As the water got closer, and my mind began to shut down, I thought about how Natsu would never know how I really feel about him. That bastard. Even in death, I still think about him and wonder what it would be like to embrace him with tender arms, to run my hand through that spiky hair. Just to touch his skin once without having to resort to fighting in order to get that little contact.

Natsu...

My eyes closed and I was plunging into the cold water but before I was forced under I heard him. I heard my name being yelled over the unforgiving rain and the rushing water. It was loud and panicked but I was already under the current, being swept away.

"GRAY!"