I had to rewrite this chapter like five times, and i'm still not happy with it, sorry guys
Gray goes back to digging in his drawers and Natsu rolled his eyes. This damn human needs to understand that he's not going back, no matter the circumstance.
Gray pulls out a shirt and some sweatpants to wear, and looks at the soaking wet demon, pulling out some clothes for him, too. He tossed the clothing to Natsu and slipped his pants on.
"Take those off and wear these."
Natsu looked at Gray strangely, holding out a pair of boxers.
"What the fuck?"
Gray rubbed his temple. "Those are new, I didn't wear them yet. You should be fine."
Gray tugged his shirt on, watching Natsu eye the boxers suspiciously.
"No, I meant what the fuck am I supposed to do with these."
Gray stood up and gave Natsu a bland look. Is this guy serious?
"Those are underwear," he started slowly. "You're supposed to wear them."
A frustrated growl emitted from the other and Gray looked at him absurdly.
"I don't get it! There's pants right here, so what's the point of these? Which ones go under?!"
Well, now he knows that demons go commando often. Gray quietly chuckled to himself. Maybe he should be a jackass and tell Natsu that he should put the pants on first, and the boxers go on last. That'll probably shine some light onto this shitty day.
"You know what, don't worry about them. Just hurry up and change."
Natsu gave Gray an odd look then nodded.
"Good, now I should probably go-" Gray stopped in mid sentence, nearly falling when he scrambled to get away from the demon who just caught on fire.
"Just what the hell are you?!"
The flames evaporated into nothingness, leaving a nude freak in its wake. Gray shielded his eyes and the demon began to talk in a sarcastic tone, putting his hands on his hips.
"Do I really have to go over that again?" Gray shook his head quickly and inched towards the door.
"No, no! Just put the fuckin clothes on, and try not to burn my damn house down while you're at it."
The demon smirked to himself, pulling on the pants Gray had provided for him with an awkward expression. These pants are a bit lighter in weight than the ones that he's used to wearing, and Natsu found himself relishing in the feeling of the loose garments, running in place and lifting his knees up. Gray uncovered his eyes, ears burning when he saw that Natsu was still shirtless.
"Why aren't you putting the shirt on?" The demon looked at Gray with a smug expression, shrugging his shoulders with an annoying little grin.
"You just took yours off, so what's the point?"
"The hell-" Gray looked down at his bare chest blandly. Some old habits sure are hard to break.
"This is my house," he said flatly.
"And I'm the guest," Natsu mused pleasantly . "I'm supposed to feel as I am when I'm at home, right?"
He looked around fondly for a moment, smiling to himself.
"Well, this is kinda my home now... So I can do whatever the fuck I want, I suppose."
Gray's eye twitched as he clenched and unclenched his fists. Gods, he wanted to punch this guy. Hard. He wanted to knock the smug look off of his face, along with all of the damn ugliness. At the moment, he kinda wanted to kill the guy, well, if he was even capable of doing so.
Natsu suddenly barked out a laugh, running his hand through his messy hair. "Man, you have some violent thoughts! And you can't kill me, I live- lived -in hell for most of my life!"
Gray bit his lip to hold his anger, storming out of his room and headed towards his kitchen. He walked up to the fridge and flung the door open, stopping dead in his tracks. The fridge was completely empty. It should've already been expected, given from the way Natsu had choked everything down the other day, but even his damn mini stash of beer was gone.
His beer was his lifeline in any situation.
Gray slowly walked to the other side of his kitchen, punching the first wall in sight as hard as he could, not worrying about the ominous sound his knuckles made when contacting with the surface as his fist broke through. Damn if that didn't feel good. He counted to 20, letting his eyes fall shut. He thought of his life before yesterday. Why did he ever let Levy bring that cursed board into his house? This is the second day that the demon's been living with him, but he feels like he's already beginning to lose his mind. Gray stayed like that for a long while, squeezing his eyes shut, desperately praying to whatever the fuck's up there, hoping that something would tell him that this is just a bad dream, a dreadful nightmare.
Natsu walks into the room, studying the mortal with a frown. Is he really that depressed about Natsu being there? Something deep in him wished that the human wouldn't feel that way for long; It'll mess up his plan entirely if he did, and Natsu really didn't want to find someone else to pick on. Igneel told him that the one he was meant to share his immortality with, was human. And he's seen a lot of them, but none were as interesting as this one. So this has to be it; Natsu has to make this guy tolerate him for a while longer, until he agrees to the cause. After that, well, Natsu doesn't know what'll happen after that; All he knows is that he won't be lonely anymore, that he'll have someone to spend forever with.
But Natsu doesn't even know the guy's name, so the whole process may take some time.
He goes over to the crouched form, gently placing his hand onto his back, noting the spike in the others heart rate. He doesn't flinch, doesn't lash out when feeling that warm hand on his bare skin. Somehow, Gray feels the anger ebbing away, simply from the demon's light touch. He sighs, and turns around. He looks into Natsu's eyes, exhausted.
"I know that I can't get rid of you." A sad smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "But I'll damn well try it anyway." Gray's doorbell rings, and he stands up to answer. Levy's here twenty minutes early, holding a duffel bag that could probably fit two adult bodies. She hurries in, looking around frowning when she doesn't see the'demon' they summoned. "Where is he?" Gray looks around. Well fuck, he really did disappear. He calls for Natsu, once, twice, to no avail. The bastard would just go away when he's about to be sent somewhere else, damn coward.
"Show yourself, shitty ghost."
That did it.
The lights flickered, and Gray found himself on his back, staring up into red eyes.
"I told you not to call me that."
Levy made a surprised noise behind them, and Natsu looked at her.
"You really are a ghost!"
Natsu stood up waving his arms around dramatically. "I'm not a ghost!" He looked down, then up, examining himself. "Wait, am I still invisible? Shit, that's embarrassing."
Gray picked himself up with a grunt. "No, we can see your ugly ass perfectly."
The room got eerily quiet, and Levy decided to speak up. She opened her bag and grabbed an old book, flipping through a few pages.
"Shall we start?"
Gray nodded stiffly and Natsu shrugged. They sat in a small circle, quietly watching Levy as she pulled many odd items from her bag. She placed them in front of Natsu discreetly, reading from the weird book in an even weirder language.
She stopped for a moment, letting her eyes fall shut, placing her index and ring fingers in the center of the demon's forehead. She spoke gravely to the demon.
"Anata wa kono otoko o nokoshimasu."
Natsu froze, eyes wide, then smiled. "No."
Levy limply fell backwards, and Gray surged to catch her before she hit the ground. He set his eyes on Natsu, furious.
"What the hell did you do?!"
"She's fine, look."
He pointed to the girl looking at the ceiling blandly.
"That was the toughest spell in the book...Sorry, G. He's not going anywhere."
Gray sighed and Levy pulled herself up, extending her hand towards the demon.
"I'm Levy, by the way."
Hours passed as Levy eagerly asked Natsu questions about himself, intrigued by the vividly gruesome stories he told about his past, wanting to know every detail about the underworld.
Gray hated every second of it.
He sat sat there, listening to the stupid demon as he laid his entire life down to Levy. By the time he was done, Gray found himself sprawled out on the floor, halfway conscious. There was a hand softly shaking his shoulder, and Gray drowsily opened his eyes. "What?"
"I'd keep that guy close if I were you. He mentioned some things that you wouldn't believe. He's amazing, G."
Gray scratched his neck, yawning. "Sure he is." Without another word, Levy left, leaving Gray alone with the demon. He wasn't in the room with him, but Gray knew for sure that he wasn't gone...And that was a major problem. The only thing that could be done now is to accept that a bastard demon's living with him.
ok, so from what i understand, "Anata wa kono otoko o nokoshimasu" translates to "You will leave this man" plz correct me if im wrong cause my Japanese sucks ass.