A/N: Welcome to the fourth chapter of, His Precious Someone, an Alternative Universe story centered around the Yaoi pairing; Gratsu (GrayxNatsu)!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Fairy Tail or anything that it owns. The manga/anime and its characters (as well as anything originating from it) belong to its rightful owner. The following fanfiction is purely for entertaining purposes by a fan. Thank you.
WARNINGS:
AU, Yaoi (boyxboy romantic relations), a bit OOC character for Natsu (tad less self confidence, ect.), Gratsu pairing (GrayxNatsu), swears (cuzz words)/profanity, bullying and/or assault, suggestive scenes and mentions
I apologize if any of the listings under warnings offends you but it is purely for writing purposes for this fanfiction. I apologize if it is offending in anyway. It is purely fictional.
The following chapter may include triggering scenes including assault so please if this offends or distresses you, please turn away. I apologize if this turns out offending and if I misrepresent ANYTHING. It is PURELY fictional and only for the plot of this piece. I do NOT advocate and do NOT in any way encourage behavior as such. Please do not recreate the terrible act in real life as it can leave terrible and long lasting impacts and consequences.
-disgurlruvs
CHAPTER 4
Someone Terrible
Natsu couldn't help how excited he was, he was bouncing to every class, in every class, and after every class. Unfortunately he couldn't go watch Gray play anytime soon lil he had hoped for since college soccer season had ended a long time ago. So instead Gray bought tickets for two to a professional game for only them to go to! Sure he didn't really know anything too in depth about the sport, but he had a college pro by his side and was well informed of the basics because of p.e. class. So he should be perfectly fine!
He was one of the few students who wouldn't be just talking obnoxiously loud while the teacher was explaining the rules in the athletic class. Ugh. Just thinking of that class made Natsu want to gag.
He snorted at the thought as he kept maneuvering through the busy halls, light on his toes. He hated that class because teachers would usually end up separating teams by gender. Despite most of the jocks not being in his class because they instead got credit through sports, it was still a nightmare. He would get endlessly teased in the locker room day-by-day always about checking out the other males.
Not that he would want to! They were all ugly and not his type!
It wasn't so bad when he was in track for a while when he was still fresh into high school his first two years. But it was probably because most people didn't know about his sexuality.
He turned a corner with a roll of his eyes, honestly his classmates were such stupid jerks. He literally caught one of Zancrow's crew members feeling him up when they were having one of their roast sessions on Natsu. Don't get him started on his other tormentors who were complete hypocrites. He sidestepped a brawl that broke out with a huff, half his school was damn gay, just because he was short, had pink hair, and came out early, should't make him a target! He was born with all of his bootylicious self and could't change it dammit. Especially the hair. Ugh the hair.
A girl once cut his hair with a pair of scissors by accident when they were in kindergarten. Accident his ass! He saw that chubby-ass hoe with her disgusting poop-looking strands she called hair all envious of his luxurious locks.
Hate all they want, he kind of liked his hair, and he was born with it.
Finally escaping from school grounds Natsu sighed as he wondered how his pleasant thoughts managed to turn so irritated after a whole day of endless excitement.
While the short boy tried racking his small brain for a decent answer a heavy breeze flew by, ruffling his hair and scarf. Yes. He was wearing a scarf today. Yes. Even though it was practically summer.
He had two tests today and those damn teachers didn't comprehend the concept of abusing an invention called AC.
His thoughts then came to an abrupt stop and his heart almost gave out when a hand suddenly grabbed him from the shadow of the alley he was passing. He was roughly pulled into the shadows and stench before being thrown hard against the rough brick, knocking his breath away.
What what what what what what what what what what what-
He coughed violently trying to get his breath back. Dammit and he was having a pretty good day too without any incidents!
The feeling in his legs almost died when he saw his attacker. Light streamed its way on his face for a moment and identified him as non other than Cobra.
Well shit.
The one person Natsu tried avoiding the most, would of course drag him into an alley. Just of fucking course!
His panic rose a twenty out of ten and he tried to fight back, knowing that despite his efforts the delinquent was taller and stronger.
"Hey, hey, hey," Natsu froze as the rumble of a growl bared itself pressed against his ears. He wanted to shudder, to barf, to yell, kick, scream, just get this guy's nasty lips off him! "Watch it boy. I can make it pleasurable or hurt like a dick. No ones going to find you here."
Tears wet his lower lashes as Natsu snarled, causing Cobra to growl and slap him across the face. Hard.
Thanking the world for keeping his glasses in his backpack by luck that day, or else they would be on the ground right now, Natsu cried out as he tried to push at his predator while he shoved a knee harshly between his legs. "N-No! Stop! Stop!"
It was hard to keep light in his monologue when his situation was this bad.
"Hold still pretty boy, I need my marks all over ya."
Natsu's thrashing all immediately came to an abrupt halt with the slam of his wrists above his head into the rough edges of old brick. Tears blurred his vision and his voice cracked when Cobra blew his head against the brick as well for a good measure.
His vision blurred continuously as he came to a still, trying to right his dizzy self, accidentally letting Cobra do whatever for the meanwhile. When he felt his bag rip over and off his body with his pants start edging down, Natsu became sober. When Cobra moved back to tug his pants, he kicked him hard in between the legs causing him to groan in surprise as he fell against the other wall. "Why you little shit-!"
Natsu gulped through his tears and sheer panic as he took this chance and grabbed his bag, making a run for it. It was all working out very well as well before the bastard caught his foot. He was literally almost flipped in the air Natsu thought in annoyance as he was lurched violently and slammed into the corner where the nasty ground and side walls met.
His hair was suddenly grabbed and pulled to keep his head up as a hard kick or two was delivered to his side, causing him to sputter out. Using this as leverage, callouse and sewage-smelling fingers were shoved into his mouth, choking him. A hand then slapped itself across his head repeatedly as Cobra growled for him to "damn fucking breathe because he needed a good fuck and that would't do if he died."
Well maybe he could if he could get his stupid nasty fingers the fuck away from his throat?!
Natsu gurgled as he eyes clenched shut when those dirty fingers grabbed his tongue and started playing with it. A slimy tongue only belonging to this bastard was making its way up his neck as the other hand was shoved into his pants.
"A-Ah! Ngh!"
He couldn't even cry out anymore with the thick fingers damn near choking him as a hand grabbed his ass and smacked it. If Natsu wasn't in this position he would have laughed, like what the actual fuck.
But since Natsu was in this position his eyes widened in panic before they clenched back shut. His heart was shaking his core as he trembled in utmost fear and tried to shout uselessly. The hand got dangerously close to his no-no zone as it groped and pulled his butt harshly and not pleasantly at all. It hurt. Alooot.
The fingers finally shoved out of his mouth and before he could grab a breath his scarf was shoved deep into his throat and the wet fingers started tugging and pulling at his nipples as well. The bastard even leaned up and started biting and near chomping at them.
Natsu yanked the bloodiest scream out of his throat partially from pain and partially because it would be nice if someone would walk by and hear and maybe rescue him?!
But in all his years of torment, he knew that wasn't going to happen. He could only help himself. And well. It wasn't working out too great this time.
Tears had wet almost his entire face by now, unless it was his spit, and well, it wasn't any better lower. Cobra's ugly wet fingers were leaving a trail and made Natsu gag and hurl on his scarf, making him thrash needlessly.
"H-Hnnnnghhh! H-Heeeppfffhh!"
He kept trying to kick his legs out and yelling through the cloth he treasured as those fingers haunted him, getting nearer and doing disastrous things with the other pair.
Suddenly the hand that was in his pants yanked itself out and before Natsu could slightly breathe, it had had instead jerked his foot to the side to stop his kicking. And fuck that shit was painful!
Natsu cried out when his legs stretch in a way that he wasn't ready for and the hand almost immediately shove its way to his lower back again.
"You're a troublesome little bitch aren't ya."
His head dug deep into the cranny the two walls met into and created, not helping the wound on his head.
He felt a sob rip out of him, causing him to convulse.
Out of all his years of torment, today had to be the worst. He hated this. It just never st-
"Shit- W-WHAT THE FUCK!? Ass-shit fucker bastard get your fuck away!"
Natsu felt the heavy weight rip away as well as all the unwelcome parts as he could suddenly breathe and he turned over gasping. He curled into the wall and grabbed his scarf, ignoring the scuffle behind him, trying to breathe through his tears and panic. His dizziness almost made him throw up and only made the ache in his head more apparent. Which reminded him of the ache and the pain of everything else.
A sob ripped out of him, which led to more and more. In the middle of his heavy sobs, he heard a thump and a rapid scrape of feet before a, "See ya fuckeerrrs!"
He turned his head slightly to see Cobra gone and another shadow which made his heart leap before he realized it was who saved him. He was about to run after the bastard before he saw Natsu's wet face and his miserable state.
The boy had recognized the person to be Sting the moment he heard his voice so when he came closer and knelt down in front of him to take a closer look at the situation, Natsu threw himself into his brother's arms, crying to his heart's content.
Arms came around him and rubbed his back gently, while Natsu encased himself in his brother's familiar scent, trying to calm himself. He tightly held his scarf close and ignored all the pain as he started babbling admist his bawling.
"H-H-He, *sob* n-nuh *sob* I-I-I-I-"
And arm locked itself around his neck and pushed his head into the blonde's shoulder to quiet him down instead silently.
