A/N: I know I said this would be the last chapter, but I've been really torn about what to do for this story. Leave it as is and wrap it up next chapter or turn it into a small epic with several more chapters where Fairy Tail hunts that ass hole down and exacts revenge.
Regardless, if you read this and decide to review, please leave a small note in your review on if you took your insulin before the halfway point of the chapter. You really need to on this one guys.
It was brutal. Even though it wasn't their Natsu, the guild couldn't help but cringe after every blow that sent 'Natsu's' head snapping back violently and his body lurching forward immediately afterwards.
Spitting out a wad of blood that had pooled in his mouth, 'Natsu' jumped to his feet. "Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!" The strength of that punch was enough to shatter boulders like they were wet paper, but his fist was suddenly stopped as another fist slammed into it with enough force for audible cracking to be heard. It forced 'Natsu' to his knees before he found the actual Natsu's knee driven into his sternum.
While he was still reeling from the knee, Natsu twisted his copycat's hand until he felt the wrist splintering. He pulled the copycat into his own fist and glared darkly at the wheezing man at his feet.
"Fire Dragon's Claw!" 'Natsu' was sent rolling as the fire coated foot slammed into his face with the power of a train on steroids.
A similar pattern repeated itself again and again as Natsu used his doppelganger to relieve his anger. And boy, was there was a lot of anger.
While Natsu seemed to be able to handle 'Natsu', everyone else was frantically dodging around their fight retrieving their unconscious guildmates, and heading back to the guild. Makarov stayed and watched, just as furious as Natsu was and ready to step in if Natsu found himself overwhelmed, as well as Wendy who was too busy healing Erza to help gather up their unconscious friends.
"Listen, uh, me." Natsu began, his voice, while carrying a bit of a childish confusion at the whole prospect of fighting himself, still somehow held a deep burning hatred for the person in front of him.
"The fact I can smell all my family's blood on you makes me see double I'm so mad. But because I can smell Erza's blood on you…you might be my first kill." Natsu stated, cracking his knuckles as his opponent struggled to his feet.
Believe it or not, Natsu wasn't actually sure he'd be able to stop himself. He just wanted to talk big since he couldn't really think straight. He'd completely forgotten about everything that didn't involve viciously beating the man in front of him and Erza. Once he was done he'd sit by Erza's side until she was better. Hopefully something would stop him, or it wouldn't. He found himself caring less and less.
"Your just a fool." He laughed out, finally getting onto his shaking feet before showing a sad display of power after his Lightning Dragon mode activated. Barely dispelling the dust from the area.
Another big checkmark on the 'do not do for the love of god in front of Natsu' list was doing anything insulting about dragons. Besides talking crap about Fairy Tail and the like.
And Natsu considered using his Dragon Slayer magic a big insult since he didn't deserve it.
"I'm ending this, I'll beat you up more later while we're interrogating you." Natsu then used his own Lighting Dragon mode and it was easily far more intimidating.
But that changed once Erza coughed up blood.
His attention was entirely focused on the violently shaking body of Erza and Wendy who was attempting to heal her. Makarov shouting at her to get her to Porlyusica before it was too late.
"Erza!" Reaching a hand out that was far too distant to do anything, Natsu turned to help before being interrupted.
"Wide open!" 'Natsu' yelled, charging at him with such speed that a nearly dead man shouldn't be able.
But just as the fist was about to close on Natsu's face, a fist came crashing down on his own face that interrupted his attack with a deafening and sickening crunch. Eyes red with rage, Natsu grabbed his head before slamming it into the ground, again and again before punching him in the face again and again.
In Natsu's worried mindset, the bastard might as well attacked Erza again right there. If she needed his help that badly, then any attempt to slow him down was simply treated as an attempt on her life. Which only meant one thing…
Natsu was done fucking around.
"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!" Again, his destructive power was channeled into his fist, creating a large crater around 'Natsu's' body as Natsu's fist forced it deeper into the earth. He brought his hand back again and didn't bother shouting his technique again before raining hell down on his opponent.
A bloody, dazed, and beaten 'Natsu' simply gave up in the crater. He was about to be killed anyway so it didn't matter if he let the next attack kill him. But he was surprised when his arm was suddenly grabbed and lifted out of the body shaped crater before being slammed back down, on his stomach, with Natsu's foot driving into his back.
Natsu grinned at the position. Twisting the arm in his hands until its owner screamed, Natsu kept twisting until he heard a distinctive pop and the screams got louder until he started twisting some more and the blood curdling, agonizing, tortured screams increased again.
Some distance away, Makarov took the situation in heavily. In one hand, he should stop Natsu before he tore the man's arm off in rage. On the other hand though, Makarov really wished to be in the dragon slayer's place right then. So he sighed and turned to his grandson.
"Will taking his arm off kill him?" He asked dryly, somewhat wishing he had some alcohol.
"Probably." Laxus, on the other hand, wished he had some popcorn. When the hell do you get to see two Natsu's beating the piss out of each other?
Makarov sighed again. "Best stop him then." Quickly appearing next to Natsu and using his magic to calm the boy's state of mind. It was obvious why he was so angry, so it was easy to dissuade to the back of his mind.
Placing a caring hand on his wizard's shoulder, he nodded his head off into the direction Erza was being carried off to. "Go to her."
And go he did.
Makarov looked down at the mysterious second Natsu before he sighed again and turned to his still present grandson.
"I'm not carrying him."
Porlyusica's Hut, uh, Tree Trunk…Thing
"Let go of me dammit! OI! LET ME IN THERE!" Natsu raged, all he cared about was making sure Erza was okay. Of course the people hating healing wizard forced them all outside almost immediately, an action that made Natsu almost punch the old woman in the face, and now Gray was holding him back from busting down the door. Natsu and Gray were the only ones outside since Wendy was needed back at the guild to help the others before she passed out from just keeping Erza alive, and Gray also tagged along out of worry for his best friend.
He'd never actually say that though.
But Gray had really had enough already. "Fine! Go in there and get in the way of Porlyusica's healing and Erza might not make it! Either do that, or sit your ass down and wait!" Way rougher than he really needed to be, but he was in almost as bad a shape as Erza and his patience was already being worn down.
That finally got him to stop thrashing, if him being there would slow down her recovery then he would bear it. He'd bear anything for her. Gray finally released him and Natsu walked over to a tree and leaned against it with his back, his hands pressed to his eyes to stop the tears from flowing.
"Erza…" He mumbled, sliding down the tree he was against, more to say her name and taste it on his tongue than anything else. She'd had a wondrous calming affect when she was in his mind, but now all he could think about is what would happen if he got there too late to save her? Did he get there too late to save her?
Gray sighed sadly while he looked at his friend. He'd really gotten himself worked up. A thought crossed his mind of trying to cheer him up, but how? He wasn't in the mood to fight and that was about all he knew that would cheer up the dragon slayer, well almost.
Gray decided to wing it.
"How the hell did you two start anyway? All I heard was you two hooked up and that was it. I refuse to accept that you were so charming she fell for you." He had absolutely no idea what he was talking about, but it seemed to work.
"Eh?" His mind was completely sidetracked at the bizarre question. Gray, the ice asshole, wanted to know how he and Erza got together? Really?
"You heard me. As much as I hate to admit it, you bagged a girl before I did and that makes me furious." He was desperately trying to get Natsu to give him a reason to flip out and start fighting, he really needed to keep his mind off Erza or he'd be a nervous wreck.
"Haha. Fuck you." Natsu laughed, flipping Gray the bird and snickering.
His left eye began twitching, he knew that he was purposefully trying to get Natsu to piss him off…
But he forgot how good he was at that.
"You wanna go match boy?" Gray taunted, his anger completely real, getting up in Natsu's face.
"Yeah I do ice tray!" Natsu responded in kind with an excited grin before letting it fall into a small smile and sliding back down the tree.
"Thanks buddy."
Buddy? The fuck? Natsu never called him by his name, never, so why the hell did he call him buddy? Well, he knew why, but he was still embarrassed at the unusual show of friendship from the pink haired man.
But that faded quickly once Gray remembered the burning question on his mind and his anger returned to the surface, his real anger that one of his family members just nearly got killed, and he kicked Natsu in the face.
"Kind of missed the important question but, where the fuck were you?" The question needed no further explanation since Natsu's face darkened considerably.
"I know who did this, and it's my fault, but I know absolutely nothing about them. He said he knew where Igneel was, but now I know it was bullshit." Natsu spat, smacking the ground beside him with his fist.
"Doesn't answer my question. Good we know who it is, but that doesn't answer why you weren't there." He asked again, not bothering to tell him it wasn't his fault for right now.
"Like I said, he said he knew where Igneel was and to come there when I heard his stupid bell. I've been talking to him for almost a week now, and a day ago, Erza was with me once and he was angry. Today, we got into another argument and he said I'd pay and never hear from him again. I was so angry I just started tearing apart the forest around me. Eventually I calmed down and headed back into Magnolia, saw the fighting, headed over there, smelt Erza and everyone's blood, blacked out, and now all I have to show for it are a bunch of bruised knuckles from hitting that bastard so hard I was trying to punch through his body!" After his lengthy explanation, Natsu was left panting and visibly seething.
Gray didn't really know what to say, he wasn't angry at Natsu, not at all, but what should he say? If Erza were there she'd know what to say.
Thinking of Erza, Gray looked over to see if they looked done and saw Porlyusica staring at them. "Go see her Natsu."
And then he was gone. He followed shortly afterwards.
Natsu was already at the unconscious redhead's bedside by the time Gray caught up. Holding her hand with his and holding it against his face in a desperate attempt to feel her weak heartbeat and oh so pleasant warmth she always had in spades. Now he was hard-pressed to find any at all.
"Erza…"
"She'll pull through, take her back to your guild and I'll be right there to make sure she does."
Three Days Later
It had been three entire days, and Natsu still hadn't left the infirmary since Erza had been brought back. It was beyond touching to see Natsu's extent of his devotion. It was obvious to everyone who visited, Erza had become his entire world.
But that didn't stop the guild from persuading the information out of the fake Natsu those three days. After hearing the last of the info was out in the open, Makarov decided to collect the harvest so to speak. He had allowed Warren as well as Mirajane interrogate the impostor. Warren because he's telepathic and Mirajane because she makes Makarov shit his pants.
"So how did the info extraction go?" The elderly man questioned.
"Oh it was good. Confusing though." Mirajane answered, a noticeable frown on the usually cheery women's face.
"Explain."
"Well, according to Warren, there's no kind of mental block on his memories so he knew everything he could have known if that makes sense." Mirajane paused to await Makarov's nod in understanding before continuing.
"Well, this guy is Natsu. Same drive, emotions, memories, and hell he even has the same everything. You couldn't tell the two apart before Natsu got through with him." She decided to leave out the more private memories Natsu had involving a certain redhead to herself. Purely for blackmailing purposes.
Makarov was about to ask how this was good but Mira continued.
"But! There's some kind of magic on his mind, it affects his memories but not how you think. For example, if we asked Natsu what his first impression of Erza was now he'd say something stupid but sincere and charming right? But, if you asked the fake one, that memory's emotional impact was completely different than the other one; presumably hate and anger."
Makarov looked down as the realization dawned on him. "So that means…"
Mira nodded in agreement. "Erza's being targeted because Natsu loves her."
Despite the dark revelation, the old master of Fairy Tail couldn't help but put a smile on his face. "It's still hard to believe that brat fell in love isn't it?"
A small little joke to take off the frightening intentions was something many of the guild members had already been doing. Gray had already had three separate attempts to prank Natsu foiled by untimely bar brawls which he began to suspect was on purpose.
With a tiny giggle Mira nodded her head. "I guess it takes a knight to tame a dragon. Right master?"
Said master actually paused to think about the analogy. "That's actually quite clever."
Infirmary
Those two, the knight and the dragon, were still in the infirmary together. With the dragon sleeping peacefully next to his unconscious lover. But, unknown to Natsu, Erza had already awoken and was simply too content to hold the dragon slayer's hand and watch him mumble her name in his sleep to wake him.
'What did I do in my life to deserve such adoration?' She thought, happily running her thumb along the back of her lover's hand soothingly when she heard him say her name in a worried tone.
'Lover.' She tasted the word on her tongue without saying it and found it the perfect way to describe her and Natsu. She smiled as much as her sore face allowed when he started nuzzling her hand again.
"That's nice…" He mumbled in his sleep again. A tiny grin noticeable on his face with a small blush accompanying it.
'I don't think I've ever heard him talk in his sleep this much before.'
"You like that…" He said, continuing from his cliffhanger just a moment ago.
'Wait a minute…'
"Feels good…Erza…"
'Is he…'
A small glance towards the crotch region of Natsu's pants confirmed her suspicions when she noticed he seemed to be pitching, a rather large, tent at the ministrations that were going on his head.
Scarlet blushed a deep scarlet at the realization that Natsu was having a pretty vivid dream of him and her and he seemed to be enjoying himself quite a bit. Steam may as well have poured out of her ears as the pleasurable images assaulted her already fairly perverted mind in waves; making her lose herself in the fantasy that she wants to do and the reality that they did do.
So, fighting the blush down, Erza adjusted herself to appear like she was waking up and gently nudged the dragon slayer with her eyes closed, feigning that she had just woken up.
But Natsu simply continued to snore.
With a small grunt of annoyance, Erza started back at the beginning of her act and poked Natsu in the face with his hand, that was still holding her's, several times.
But Natsu still kept snoring, adding another line to his dream.
"Like it rough Erza…"
That was almost too much for the woman to handle. How did he know she always wanted it rough? She suddenly brought her hands to her face in an attempt to keep her from losing her nerve and doing something that would be beyond embarrassing if they got caught.
But she wasn't paying attention to their position and when she brought her hand up she smacked Natsu dead in the face. That woke him up.
"What's going on? Who's there?" He said, jumping up from his seat suddenly and accidently putting little Natsu right in Erza's face. Who had laid back down once he jumped up to avoid confusion and embarrassment. But when she noticed it staring her in the face through Natsu's baggy pants, she couldn't help but reach out and poke it lightly with the tip of her finger.
Once Natsu had confirmed there was no threat in the room, he turned back to keep an eye on Erza before he recoiled slightly when he felt his member being poked by the women he believed unconscious.
Rather than shriek in embarrassment, Natsu just brought Erza in for a hug that she eagerly returned. She only embraced him tighter when she felt him shaking.
"I thought it was too late. I'm so sorry I went and talked to that guy or whatever it is. Please forgive me Erza." He was still shaking, but he managed to keep his tears away.
Erza soothingly ran her hand up and down his back. "It's all right Natsu. This was not your fault. It was just some bastard who used your family against you. You have no blame in what happened, no one blames you."
The two just continued to embrace one another and bask in the other's presence. One basking in the in the others presence terrified that this might be the last time and the other to simply enjoy it.
Natsu pulled away suddenly and just as she was about to object he brought their lips together in a passionate kiss. Slipping his tongue into her mouth he received a pleased moan and continued with even more vigor.
He broke the kiss for air. "Erza." He said breathily, the voice sending a jolt down her spine at the implications. He went in for another kiss as he pushed himself into her body to convince himself that she was still there and that she wasn't going anywhere. He slowly eased her down on to the bed, careful to not flare up her injuries before moving to be atop her.
"Natsu, we shouldn't with everyone so close by." She wanted to so badly, they'd worked each other up several times before being interrupted and she wanted to bridge this gap in their relationship just as bad as he did.
"Please Erza…" She'd never heard Natsu sound so desperate, so needing of her to listen to him before. She'd only heard him talk to her like that once back at the tower of heaven when he'd saved her life and he begged her not to risk her life again.
"I need this…I can't risk losing you again…I need to be with you in case someone takes you from me. Please-" She interrupted his heartfelt speech with the most fiery and passionate kiss she could muster. She kissed him so hard she thought her lips would bruise and he kissed back with the same intensity. Her hands slid back behind his neck to draw him closer and he did the same by cupping her cheeks with his hands.
She could feel Natsu's desperate need to make sure she was safe. She could feel his devotion, his fear of her dying, and she could feel the most powerful of his emotions for her, love, even without words as the two simply continued to kiss one another.
After they finally pulled away, Erza panted for breath. "On one condition, don't do this because you're scared. Natsu doesn't get scared. Do this because you love me. Show me."
Natsu learned at that moment that this was completely different from back in the alley the other day. That was sex, this was going to be making love. He'd never understood the difference until now.
"Of course." He spoke in such a loving tone that Erza could feel her heart melt before he cupped her cheek in his hand before kissing her again. This time, Natsu pulled away from the kiss and tossed his cloak somewhere across the room before diving down to capture her lips again
He started grinding their clothed lower bodies together to simply bring her as much pleasure as possible. While he did this he began nibbling her ear and leaving butterfly kisses all over her face just to touch her. After receiving a pleased moan because of his ministrations, Natsu moved his hand southward to begin unbuttoning her blouse and tossing it to the side.
His hand hovered over her bandaged chest, to afraid to touch it as he knew it would hurt her if he made the slightest mistake.
Without all her sounds being muted by Natsu's mouth and tongue, Erza grabbed his hand softly in her own before softly placing it against her bandaged breast. "It's all right. They were only stress fractures. I know how much you like them. They're healed."
Her breath was hitched as Natsu used his magic to heat up his hands and begin working up all of her sensitive spots with them, Rolling, cupping, and tasting her breasts and nipples to his heart's content.
He sat up suddenly, leaving Erza to pout until he began undoing his pants, something she was eager to help with. once those were gone, the two of them worked on getting her in the nude as well. Eventually, the two of them were now left to embrace in the nude.
He could feel every curve of her body, every scar from battle that she wore with pride, every perfect little detail that made her the perfect woman. She could also feel every same detail to the definition of his muscles, to the scars he had, as well as to how he held her so tenderly as if she could shatter with just the smallest touch in his hands, but yet hold so tightly it didn't hurt.
"I love you Erza." He stated, it was the most obvious thing in the world but it still made her the happiest woman in the world when she heard it.
"I love you too Natsu." Even though that was also the most obvious thing in the world, it still made him the happiest man in the world when he heard it.
He positioned himself in between her legs before leaning down and giving her a quick kiss before he entered her.
The corners of Erza's vision went dark as he took over her entire world. Right now, nothing mattered, just Natsu, her, and the act they wished to do together was all that mattered. Everything else could burn instead.
"Erza…" While inside her all of his actions were simply restricted to her. He could only speak her name, he could only smell her scent, he could only feel her skin, he could only see her beneath him staring up at him with the same burning passionate fire that was alight inside his heart when she became his everything and he her's.
"Natsu…" His movements made her mind numb with burning, white hot pleasure that wiped away everything else in her life and she couldn't have been happier. Nothing could ever replace the perfection that this moment carried with it. And if anything ever did she'd simply make more perfect memories since he was the perfect man.
His hands sneaked their way into her own, lacing his fingers with her's before driving her more powerfully into the mattress. He silenced her increasing moans with another passionate exchange of saliva that took the rest of her mind with it. She had been turned into a machine that could only recognize the pleasure he was giving her and the man himself and she didn't care. She wanted this moment to go on forever.
"Erza…" His movements became more erratic and desperate as he drove into her again and again as her own hips would rise to meet his as her own hips became more and more desperate and erratic as the two of them came ever so closer to reaching the peak.
"Natsu…" She could feel the fire inside her that had begun to grow ever since they started their act of love. It grew and grew with every one of his motions until it was to the absolute bursting point.
Natsu suddenly pushed into her one last time as her back arced off the mattress as they both simultaneously reached the peak with their own screams of the other's name. One was muffled by the messed hair and the mattress itself as he drove their bodies as far into the piece of furniture as he could. The other did not care about the rest of the world and yelled her release to the world.
"NATSU!"
Then as the burning fires died down around the two panting, sweating, and exhausted mages their shared one last naked embrace with a passionate kiss before sleep finally demanded they take their turn.
Guild Hall
Gajeel had waited for this moment for quite some time, so with a smile he walked up to the bar where Mirajane was busy laughing lightly with the master.
"Oi! Mira, I heard you finished up with the fake Natsu. Would it be…" Gajeel's sensitive ears picked up something that confused him. It sounded muffled and out of reach but he'd surely heard it before.
It sounded like moan coming from-
"BAHAHAHA!" Gajeel suddenly burst out laughing, surprising the two people next to him as he began hyperventilating from the severity of the laughter.
"Gajeel. Calm down, what's the matter?" Makarov said, somewhat worried that one of his wizards would choke to death on their own spit.
Gajeel finally calmed down enough to speak. Wiping a tear from his eye, he was about to speak up again when he saw Wendy from the corner of his eye looking around as if she'd heard the same thing he did.
"How old is Wendy again Mira?" He asked, confusing the barmaid greatly.
"Uh…twelve why-"
Eyes widening Gajeel suddenly pointed at Pantherlily who was conversing with Happy and Charla.
"LILY! COVER WENDY'S EARS NOW!"The tone in Gajeel's voice couldn't be discerned one way or the other except it being urgent and not to be disputed.
The guild went dead silent as Carla did the job for the surprised general cat. She was about to yell at Gajeel for his stupidity before a pleasurable yell was overheard by the dead silent guild hall.
"NATSU!" The passionate yell was followed by an earth shattering moan that greatly left the majority of Fairy Tail men uncomfortable, aroused, and scared all at the same time.
But the women knew exactly what that particular moan meant.
Mira laughed behind her hand, despite the large blush on her cheeks. "We might have a new guild member coming soon master."
A/N: Did you actually take that insulin like I told you? That was actually my first romantic lemon lets say. Not my first lemon but probably my best. I'd actually like to know if that was done well or not because it was hard as fuck.