DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN FAIRY TAIL OR THE AMAZING CHARACTERS!

A soothing, spring rain drizzled softly onto the newly green earth. Flowers and weeds were beginning to take root in the ground and the cherry blossoms were starting to bloom on the once bare limbs. Morning dew and rain drops danced across the tomb stones, cleansing them in their own special way. The sun could be seen rising in the horizon, slowly lighting the streets of Magnolia in each passing minute. Despite the silent and sleeping town, one lone figure stood before a limestone grave. His raven hair was messy and damp causing it to hang in his mismatched eyes. His alabaster skin was flawless even with the scars that marred his right eye, neck, collarbone and shoulder. As to be expected of him, he wasn't wearing a shirt, despite the cold droplets of water falling onto him. His navy blue guild mark stood out brightly against his chest and seemed to shine with undying pride. He slowly lowered himself to the damp ground and sat in front of the grave. Cautiously, he reached out his hand and traced the guild insignia like he had on that dreadful day three years ago. His mind was overwhelmed with different emotions, like every time he came to visit; but this time, he had a small smile on his face. He dropped his hand from the insignia and slowly started to trace the name on the stone.

"Hey there bro," He sighed, "Sorry that I haven't been here in a couple weeks. Things have been pretty hectic lately."

Gray lowered his head tiredly and let his arm drop to his side. He laughed to himself when something came to mind; something that Lyon would have wanted to know if he was still by his side.

"Lyon," He whispered, "You wouldn't believe what happened."

Of course, no one answered, but his smile remained. He could almost imagine his brother pestering him about what happened and then start freaking out and jumping to conclusions. Although, the late mage probably would have figured it out right away and then beat the fire dragon slayer to a pulp. This caused a small chuckle to escape his lips and wiped the rain off his face before continuing.

"Well, I guess I can sum it all up by saying that if you were alive you would probably hunt down Natsu and cut his balls off." Gray laughed again, "Hell, maybe you would even murder him."

The smile on Gray's face faltered slightly as the memories of that fateful day replayed in his mind's eye,

"I'm sorry about what happened to you," A slow tear travelled down his cheek, "But I know that if you were here, you'd tell me that you did it to save me and that you wouldn't have it happen any other way."

He glanced back up at the tombstone again before creating flowers with his ice magic. He didn't know how long they would last, but he was hoping that they would remain until the next time that he visited. He shakily pushed himself to his feet and placed his hand on top of the limestone to brush off some of the rain that had collected itself there. He was about to move away when a wave of dizziness went through him. His legs started to quiver uncertainly, as if they couldn't hold his weight. He waited for the dizzy spell to pass as it normally has been for the past week; he hasn't mentioned anything to his pink haired dragon slayer because they have already been through enough shit. It was probably nothing anyway and he didn't want to worry his lover again; especially since Natsu was just starting to relax again and not worry about him constantly. It has been a trying ordeal, but they were both slowly getting through it together. When he felt that the world had righted itself, he let go of the grave stone and glanced at the name on it one last time.

"I'll talk to you later Lyon," He waved slightly, "If I don't get back home before the fire bastard wakes up then I won't hear the end of it."

He started to leave when his legs suddenly buckled, bring him roughly to his knees. The ice mage hissed in pain, but that was soon followed by a bout of nausea which succeeded in obtaining its freedom. Gray grimaced when the meager contents of his stomach decorated the wet pathway. His throat burned from the acid and he was completely exhausted; this has been happening a lot lately as well, but like the dizziness, he didn't feel the need to tell Natsu about it. After all, it just strengthened his idea towards it just being the flu. When he felt like he was done, he slowly pushed himself back to his feet and started his way back home.

FTFTFTFTFT

Natsu paced back and forth in the kitchen biting his lower lip anxiously. When he had awoken that morning to an empty bed, he immediately started to worry; but then he realized that it was getting close to what would've been Lyon's twenty-third birthday so he assumed that his ice mage had went to visit his grave. So he wasn't worried about that, but he was worried about the strange scent that seemed to be lingering on Gray for the past few weeks. He had a feeling he knew what it was, but it shouldn't even be possible. He had spent most of the early morning pacing around trying to come up with other possible reasons; but it wasn't going over so well. As Natsu thought about it, he realized that his lover hasn't been looking too good; almost as if he was sick, but Gray hadn't said anything so he overlooked it. However, the pinkette couldn't help but regret overlooking it.

The dragon slayer stopped his ministrations when he heard the front door open and close quietly. He watched the raven haired man enter the kitchen and look him in the eyes; even if it had been three years, he couldn't get used to the pale blue eye staring at him. Wendy was able to heal it enough so that he regained his vision, even if it was a little worse than his other one, but the colour didn't revert back to its natural deep blue. Natsu tried to hold back a laugh when he saw the look of shock and embarrassment of being caught appeared on Gray's face. The dragon slayer walked up to his mate and pulled him into a hug.

"Next time leave a note." Natsu laughed as he kissed the tip of Gray's nose.

A blush spread across Gray's alabaster cheeks and he nodded before leaning his head against Natsu's shoulder. The dragon slayer scooped the ice mage into his arms prompting a squeak of surprise to emit from the smaller. Natsu chuckled softly and carried Gray to their room and placed him on the bed gently. He then joined the raven and pulled him against his chest; the raven nuzzled his head into Natsu's neck and sighed in contentment,

"Sorry," He whispered, "I'll remember next time."

Natsu ran his hands rhythmically through the soft raven hair,

"So how did it go?"

"Pretty good," Gray laughed, "I just wanted to get him up to speed that's all."

Natsu was going to respond when that strange scent entered his nostrils again. He scrunched up his nose at the odd smell; it smelt like a mixture of cinnamon and mint. The mint would probably be Gray and he was told by Wendy that he smelt like cinnamon; but he should not be able to smell himself. The thoughts he stumbled upon earlier flowed through his head; he wanted to shake his head at the impossibility, but he had to ask, just to be sure.

"Gray…"

The mage glanced up at him,

"Yeah?"

Natsu chewed on his lip before speaking,

"Have you been feeling okay lately?"

He felt the raven tense in his arms and that was enough of an answer for him. Natsu sat up and looked over at his confused lover worriedly.

"How long and what's been happening?"

Gray closed his eyes before slowly pushing himself up so he could grab his lover's hand,

"It's been a week or so I guess and it's only been a bit of nausea and dizziness; it's probably just the flu."

A chill travelled up Natsu's spine as Gray unknowingly confirmed his theory. Natsu buried his face in his free hand and then ran it through his pink spikes,

"Lyon's going to haunt me."

Gray raised a dark eyebrow at the dragon slayer,

"What makes you say that?"

Natsu sighed before pulling Gray onto his lap so that they were sitting face to face. He flinched at the worry that decorated his mate's face, but continued to stare into his eyes.

"It's not the flu love," He whispered, "It's something even more serious than that."

"W-What do you mean?"

"For the past couple weeks, I've noticed another scent lingering around our house and for the life of me, I couldn't figure out what it was; that is until you told me that you've been feeling sick." Natsu glanced away for a moment in an attempt to collect his thoughts, "Gray, I think you're pregnant."

TBC

Hey guys! I'm back from the dead and am proud to say that I'm done my exams now so I'll be able to update all my stories. Well here is the sequel to "Save Me, Help Me, Free Me" and "Forgive Me, Kiss Me, Love Me". I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter and I can't wait to see your reviews. I'll be updating "An Unexpected Light" soon and then I'll eventually update "The Ice Coated Flame" (I'm having a little trouble with that one at the moment; the B.E. characters seem too OOC for my liking lol), but it will be updated so don't worry!

Thanks for reading!

-sktrgrl13