A/N: Yo! Wasup Fanfic readers?!
Kjblau here once again, bringing you another chapter I hope you guys enjoy!
Now, I would like to apologize immensely. It's been way to long since I last updated this story. My reasoning: I was depressed and lazy. Sometimes I was busy, the other times I was just sitting around either watching TV or playing Destiny. But I pulled my shit together here because a lot of you have been reviewing and PM-ing me asking if this will be updated soon, or worried that I just dropped this story entirely. Let me be clear, I will work through this story no matter what. I have a very nice plan for a lot of the arcs in the future, and I will not just drop it like some couch potato.
Also let me say this, I will not take any other pairings then what I have set. Neither will I tell you guys what pairings I have in mind than this openly being a NaZa fic. Sorry for the harshness, but this is getting ridiculous on what everyone thinks is cool, and what I know would really make for a thrilling story. So as far as the other pairings are concerned, you'll just have to read and find out what's happening.
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/WARNING! LEMON SCENE INCLUDED! 18+ OR OLDER ONLY!/
Disclaimer: I do not own anything concerning Fairy Tail… It all belongs to Mashima, and Ice Trail belongs to Yusuke Shirato. I do, however, own the plot to this story and any OCs that are included.
A Slayer's Pride
Chapter 12: Reunions!
To the north lied the country of Isvan. A snowy and cold tundra that is dotted with many mountainous regions. It would be a danger to those who were left unprepared for it. But, that meant little to a certain Crash mage as he traversed the frosty terrain. A blizzard whipped along the cold air, but was seemingly ignored by the man as he continued his trek.
"Should be getting close." A younger Gildarts muttered to himself as he continued up the mountain range to reach his destination. He had been following up on a ghost suppression quest that required him to exterminate a massive snow monster which supposedly wondered the region. It had very lately been terrorizing the locals. So, Gildarts had pulled it out of his many requests that he would take on and decided it to be the first as it was the closest.
As he walked, a large figure had come into view. Narrowing his eyes, he saw what he was looking for. But after he finally approached his target, his eyes widened. In front of him, laid a large beast covered in what seemed like snow. Its body was spherical and towered over Gildarts. It had a large mouth which was open revealing its razor sharp teeth. One large eye, white colored eye in the middle of its head.
But the monster itself is not what shocked the Crash mage. No, it was what was containing the beast that had taken back Gildarts. Covered about its large body, were vine-like streaks of jagged ice. In some portions there was ice in the form of roses and leaves.
This both surprised and confused the male mage standing before him as the snow continued to rapidly descend around them. With a stray of his eyes, Gildarts looked to the top of the beast to spot a smaller figure standing upon the monster.
Not a second later, the figure jumped and fell to the snowy ground only a few feet from Gildarts. The person was now revealed to be cloaked in a checkered poncho with a high collar. Their hair came down, showing it to be long enough to pass their chin as it blew in the rapid breeze.
"Wha… What the… What is this?" Gildarts seemed to ask himself as he saw the unknown mage turn and walk in a direction to the side. Gildarts turned as well to spot three children. Two boys and small girl stood. The boy in the middle and the girl were looking in what seemed guilt, whereas the second boy was staring at the condemned monster with complete awe.
"Hey Sis'… thanks for saving us…" spoke up the small girl as she fiddled with her gloved hands. The woman who was now walking to them, stopped and crouched. She leaned forward and pulled all three of the present children into a hug.
"I'm so glad you're alright!" she exclaimed with a sigh as well. "Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" She asked them before pulling out of the hug. Before any of them had chance to respond, however, the woman grabbed the cheeks of the boy who was in awe and pressed them together. "What the hell are you doing out here?!" She demanded. "This entire area is a danger zone!"
"Sowheee…" was all the boy was able to get out from his mouth being pressed.
The other boy leaned forward, forcefully. "It was my idea to come out here!" The boy shouted out loudly. His face was red and his eyes were on the brink of tears as he screamed out his proclamation.
The shrouded women let go of the boy she was grasping and looked over with a slight shocked expression. But it quickly shifted to a small smirk as she stood. Walking over to the boy, he started to shake a bit in fear as she approached, with his eyes clamped shut tightly and his teeth grit. But, his expression loosened up as he felt something pat on the top of his head. Looking upward he was met with the caring face of the women that had saved him and his friends.
"Go home. And don't come back here, ok." She told him in a soft, and harmless tone. The boy took a second to register her words, before giving her a sheepish nod. He then looked to his friends, who then nodded to him. Turning, the three children then began to make their way home.
Looking over their shoulders, they saw the woman waving to them. "Be sure you get home safely!"
"Ok!" All three of them shouted in unison as they returned respective waves back to the woman. Once again turning, they made their way down the hillside and disappeared.
The woman just continued to wave until the children could no longer be seen. After vanishing from view, she let out a content sigh and smirk. Turning on her heel she was about to walk away when—
"Hey! Wait up!"
The woman turned quickly to spot a large cloaked man standing in the middle of the snow with an arm raised and a dumbfounded look on his face. Said man's expression then turned to a smirk as he steadily approached the woman.
"Your handiwork there is impressive. Especially with a monster like this." He stated as he gestured to the imprisoned snow beast.
The woman seemed to take pride in the comment as her mouth turned to a smirk. "Really? It didn't feel much like a challenge." She confidently stated.
Gildarts shrugged. "Aw, well, guess it wasn't worth accepting that extermination job after all."
The woman's expression then changed into a sorrowful look. "Oh… I'm sorry. I didn't mean too…" She then trailed off as Gildarts seemed to wave off the apology.
"Don't freak over it." Throwing over his large bag from his shoulder, he sat it down into the snow. Opening he moved it so the woman could peer inside. What lied within was many papers that seemed to be job requests that filled up the top half of the bag. "I got plenty from where that came from."
Finally seeing that there was no longer an issue, the woman looked back up at Gildarts smirking face. She then returned a grin.
BOOM!
Suddenly to the side of both of the mages the snow burst. The large beast started to rise higher above the ground. Now it was showing that the woman seemed to only encase its head as a large white, round body emerged from below the snow and tower dozens of feet over the two.
The woman was sent back into surprise at the true size of the monster she had believed she had combated. A second later, she came out of her stupor crouched slightly and readied herself for another big fight.
The monster leered down at the two mages. It then snarled as it spotted the figure of the person who had brought it annoyance as he broke the ice vines entangling its head. The woman turned her head to Gildarts to shout at him.
"Get yourself to safety! I'll-!"
She was stopped as she saw Gildarts staring up at the beast. A thick white aura built up around his large body. With each fluctuation of magic from the aura it pushed away snow and forced the woman to cover her eyes as the light from it grew. Not only that, but she seemed to feel heavier as the air around her seemed to get dramatically denser.
She started to open her eyes slowly as the brightness from the aura seem to dull down. When she was fully able to see, she made out Gildarts figure. Getting a clearer definition of sight, she saw the Crash mage flexing his arm and clenching his fist. What caught her eye, was that the fist was covered in the aura he once was standing in.
She was about to speak, but was cut short as Gildarts leapt off toward the large beast. When he did, the ground where he was once standing burst from the force he exerted.
BOOM!
She barely got a chance to turn her gaze to the large snow monster, before it was impacted in the stomach by Gildarts' fist. The fist seemed strong enough to pierce the monster's belly. Exerting his magic into the attack causing the monster to explode after the initial impact.
Snow flew everywhere as a shockwave seemed to rock through the mountainous landscape. The cloaked woman covered her eyes as she braced herself from being blown away from the incredible force of the shockwave. After the torrent calmed down, she brought her arm down to show her awestricken expression. She looked around, but could not find the large beast that she had saw just a few moments ago.
"Don't worry, took care of it already."
Turning, she spotted Gildarts walking toward her nonchalantly as his cloak fluttered lightly from what was left of the strong wind. She had not realized, but the woman still held the look of awe on her face as she meet his gaze.
"You look surprised." He stated confidently as he saw the look on her face. Folding his arms he stood in front of her and looked down at her smugly.
Not wanting to seem like he was getting the better of her, she quickly gave a small smirk and narrowed her eyes. "Just a little shocked a brute could get a lucky shot like that."
Gildarts rose an eyebrow at her comment. "Oh-ho, a brute huh?" he asked sarcastically.
Walking forward the woman grabbed onto the hem of the cloak that was strung over Gildarts shoulders. Throwing it up, the front of the cloak went over the Crash mage's shoulders revealing part of his heavily muscled exterior that was being held in by a black t-shirt. She then placed a single finger on his torso.
"Alright, brawny-blockhead." She corrected. She then started to lean in as she weighted into him. Gildarts' eye brow did not move from its upright arch as she entered deeply in his personal space.
"Well, which is it?" he asked as he started to lean in as well.
They were just a few inches from each other's faces as they looked into each other's eyes. "You decide." She told him seductively, before pushing off of him and standing straight. Disappointingly, Gildarts leaned back as well.
Seeing the reluctant look on his face, the woman chuckled.
"Ur," she said solemnly.
Hearing this, Gildarts lifted an eyebrow. Then he leaned in with his head turned and his arms spread out with a shrug. "You trying to say something? Or is there something in your throat"
Suddenly he felt his entire torso freeze up. His eyes widened, quickly jerking his head down, he saw that most of his upper body was now encased in ice. Throwing his head back up, he instantly regretted it. He was met with the sight of the woman, but she was now surrounded by a dark, blue, chilling aura as her eyes gleamed red while she angrily glared at him.
"My name, you prick." She growled menacingly. Gildarts' face dampened in slight fear from Ur's sudden terrorizing attitude. But, he only took a second to get over it as he focused on the ice freezing his torso. With a slight flex, he shattered the ice by just simply standing straight. A feat which once again surprised the cloaked woman in front of him.
Grinning, Gildarts scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, sorry about that. Just haven't heard a name as unique as that." He told her sheepishly.
Ur recollected herself after his statement. Smirking, she gave a slight shrug. "I guess it's alright." She then lifted her hand in slight gesture. "Let's try this again. My name is Ur Milkovich. A pleasure to meet you."
Looking down to her hand, Gildarts smiled and extended his hand to meet hers. Upon contact, they shook.
"Gildarts Clive, and the pleasure is all mine."
TWENTY YEARS LATER
"So you're finally awake… Ur?"
Those were the words uttered by Gildarts Clive as he stared down into the eyes of the partially nude, Ur Milkovich. She laid on the cold stone of a large boulder sitting right above the water that was spread throughout the cavern of where the ice-encased version of the powerful demon, Deliora, once was.
Groggily, Ur lifted her head. She blinked so her vision could clear up as she was waking from a daze. Hearing her name, she lifted her sight to where the familiar voice was coming from. Spotting a large muscular face, she focused on it. As the haze began to clear, she recognized the person standing before her.
When she did, she let out a small moan and mumbled something under her breath. Gildarts caught onto it and leaned in a little further. "What was that?" he asked.
She cleared her throat slowly, and opened her mouth to speak louder.
"I said, if this is the afterlife… then I've been screwed." She spoke shrewdly in a light voice.
Gildarts just chuckled and shook his head at her comment. "Good to see you too." Ur groaned at his response. Rolling over she laid on her side.
"How long?" she asked.
This caused Gildarts to bring his hand to his chin and lightly scratch his goatee while he went into thought. "Hmm, couldn't tell you how long you've been an iceberg." He said, before glancing down to her, as she continued to look the other way from him. "I could only really tell how long it's been since—"
"You left," Ur's voice interrupted him. Shifting her head, she glanced over her shoulder to look him in the eye. When she did, she saw that his expression was hardened and stern, as if he was expecting her to jump at him with a comment like that.
Gildarts then gave a slight, exasperated sigh, "Yeah. About twenty years now."
This caused Ur's eyes to widen. She then sat up almost in an instant. "Then that means-!" she immediately stopped herself when she felt very eerie all of a sudden. Turning her head she faced Gildarts, only to see his stonewall face looking down toward her…
"What?!" she demanded. Finally following his gaze, she looked down to find that Gildarts' cloak, that was covering her, was covering her for good reason.
With a small screech, she hurriedly grabbed onto the large piece of cloth and glared at the large, shirtless Crash mage. "You pig!" she shouted out at him.
Gildarts just took his left hand and used it to scratch the back of his head as he laughed. "Haha, sorry couldn't really help it."
This did not help ease Ur's deadly glare that she continued to shoot at him as well as gritting her teeth. But her expression softened when her eyes strayed over to the arm that Gildarts was hoisting behind his head. She saw the metal prosthetic that protruded from his elbow that was wrapped with linen gauze. Her examination did not end there, as she looked down and saw his heavily bandaged abdomen with a couple of scars on the right side of his chest. Finally her sight was met with the last prosthetic that was connected to his leg.
"Guess I'm not the only perv, huh?" Ur shot her head up to meet Gildarts' smug face. "I know, I'm still quite the eye candy." He stated with a grin.
Though his questions were ignored as Ur just continued to study his injuries. "What… happened to you?"
Gildarts just looked at her blankly before looking back at his metal arm. "Oh, this…" he started while rolling his metallic wrist. "Just a little accident from helping a friend. Nothing to worry about."
Ur wanted to press it more, but she was a bit reluctant, for reasons that were only known by the two present. She didn't really know what to feel about the man in front of her. She felt… indifferent, uncomfortable, and just downright awkward being in his presence after so long.
Brushing it off, she decided to change the subject. "Where are we?" She asked while taking a quick look around the cavern.
"Some island named Galuna." She heard Gildarts answer.
Ur's eyes once again widened as something crossed her mind. "What happened to Deliora?!" expression.
"The big guy you've been sleeping with for the past few years?" he jokingly asked, which earned him a sharp scowl from the nude ice mage. Laughing it off, he just answered her plainly. "Don't worry about him either. He's dead."
This shocked Ur immensely as her face darkened at hearing the cause of her pain was just gone. But she immediately hardened, "Gildarts! Please, be serious with me for once! Where is the demon that could kill thousands?!"
Gildarts then rolled his eyes, before giving her a stern expression. "I could say it again, but who knows if you'll actually take me seriously." Pushing himself up, he stood to his feet. "I guess I can just take you to the person who did kill him."
Ur then looked into his eyes, and found no deception. "Alright then, let's-!" she stopped and fell on her face after trying to push herself up. Lightly lifting up the cloak so only she could look down, she saw something that she had forgotten. From below her knee, her right leg was a stump. She recollected that during her last battle with Deliora, she had lost that part of her body while trying to protect her pupils.
"Well…" She let out a yelp when she felt herself being hoisted up from the ground. Looking up, she saw the smirking face of Gildarts. "Guess I get to handle the damsel in distress." He said with a chuckle. This quickly earned him a fisted uppercut from the ice mage in his arms. But despite the hit, he continued to hold her up. "The feisty damsel, anyway."
TWENTY YEARS EARLIER
/WARNING! LEMON START! 18+ OR OLDER ONLY!/
Back in the country of Isvan, in another set of mountainous region, their lied a small cottage. The landscape surrounding the small cottage glistened with a smooth blanket of snow that was spread for as far as the eye could see. The lake that laid by, despite being partially frozen, sat steady and still with no ripples or waves breaking the beautiful scene.
But the silence was abruptly broken as the door to the cottage burst open. Emerging from the snowy tundra into the warm cottage, were two figures. Though it could be mistaken as one the way the two were so close to each other.
Gildarts and Ur entered the home as they were ensnared with each other. She had her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled him in. He had one had on her back and the other on the back of her head as he pulled her in. They were lost in with each other, in a way.
As they stumbled farther into the house, that was only big enough for a single room, Gildarts backed into the side of the bed. Falling flat on his back, he started laughing heartily. He lightly shifted on the bed to move more on the bed. It was apparent that he was intoxicated from his excessiveness and tipsy manner.
"That was awesome." He slurred between chuckles. Feeling weight being pressed into his chest he looked up, to see Ur hovering over him with one arm holding her over him. She seemed to be doing her best to scowl at him, but she was just as drunk as him, so it came off as just a strange look that made the Crash mage laugh.
"You're such an ass," she told him as she pushed off him and walked to the door. Closing it she leaned back against it. "That was my favorite tavern." She scolded numbly as she made her way over to the man lying on her bed. Kicking off her shoes on the way to him.
"That drunken idiot *hic* thought he needed to hit on you *hic*." He lolled. Lifting up his head he saw her moving her hips back and forth while gripping the hem of her pants. A second later, said pants fell to her knees. This caused Gildarts eyes to widen a bit as he got a glimpse of her shamrock-colored panties, that fit nice and tightly around her private area. "…How was… I supposed to…" he trailed off as he got lost in her figure.
This didn't not go unnoticed by the very woman he was ogling. She grew a seductive grin as she made her way to the bed, with much sway in her hips. As soon as she reached him, she reached down and grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt. Lifting up, she slowly, but sensually, removed the piece of clothing. Throwing it to the floor, she continued to stare seductively at Gildarts as she place her hands on her hips.
Said Crash mage was beyond ogling at this point and was now drooling. The sight in front of him was one of great beauty and he could barely hold himself from getting a feel for it. But he was granted such, as Ur placed her knee on one side of him and raised the other equally on the other side, effectively straddling him. Raising her hands, she placed them on his cheek, and the other behind his head, playing with his hair. Taking a few moments, she continued her seductive stare and bore straight into his dumbfounded eyes. Finally getting ahold of himself, Gildarts lightly shook his head, and returned her stare with a smirk. Ur let out a small giggle, before nudging the Crash mage in and capturing his lips with her own. Starting slow, they stayed simply with mouths closed and lips pursed. It started to deepen when Ur moved her hands down to grab the bindings of Gildarts' cloak. Undoing them, while remaining raptured with each other, she grabbed the large cloth and tossed it behind her. With only his shirt remaining, Gildarts broke the kiss to lean back and pull it off.
Once off and thrown to the side, Gildarts eagerly pulled Ur back in for another heated lip-lock. This time, they both opened their mouths to include tongues. Each getting around and exploring the other's mouth or coming back and getting the tantalizing feel for each other's tongue's pushing the others. They had become completely lost in each other in a maddening sense of lust.
Finally, they broke apart when oxygen had become a necessity. Leaning back, Ur reached to behind her back. Seductively, she stared down Gildarts, who was simply smirking in return. With the sound of a click, the straps to Ur's bra dangled down. Slipping it off with her arms, she revealed her bare chest.
Gildarts' eyes widened as he got a full sight of the woman's, no, goddess' bare breasts. Looking up, he was met with her still sensual eyes looking down at him softly. With a nod of confirmation, Gildarts grew a smirk. Returning his eyes to the beautiful set of orbs in front of him, Gildarts dug straight in.
Taking his mouth he propped it on her left breast and started sucking. Taking one of his hands, he started to fondle the other with his fingers. Grabbing the side, he used his thumb to encircle her bare nipple and started to make it stiff. Giving a light nibble, on the nipple his mouth was latched on to, elicited a low moan from the ice mage. His other hand, which had been pulling on her voluptuous buttocks, started to snake its way to the front. After doing so, he reached down and enveloped his hand in the front of her lacy panties.
Ur let out a small yelp that quickly turned into a moan as she felt Gildarts' hand play with her womanhood. Using his middle and index finger, he played around the lips of her snatch. This seemed to cause both pleasure and irritation to the ice mage as she started to press her legs together.
Gildarts found this amusing as he switched targets, and used his mouth on her other breast while messaging the other and playing with her nether regions. Ur then started to get fed up with all the teasing. About ready to make her demands, she let out a sound of surprise as Gildarts immediately pulled his arms to wrap around her and flip them around. A moment later, the ice mage was lying flat on her back on the soft bed. Looking down, she saw Gildarts moving down from her chest. All the time, wearing a grin on his face.
"I know, you get fussy when you're teased." He stated as he reached down and was now hovering over her panties. "So let's just get started." And with that he gripped the straps of her undergarment and pulled them down. Looking upon the now bare slit, Gildarts licked his lips in anticipation. Without a need for confirmation, Gildarts grabbed around Ur's upper thighs and pulled her snatch straight into his face. At first he thought he should tease her more by licking the outside of her folds, but decided not to incur her wrath at the moment. Digging right in, he stuck his wet tongue straight into her snatch and pressed it in for how far he could get it. This in turn, elicited an erotic moan from the woman he was pleasing. Wave after wave of pleasure was being sent through Ur's body as she bucked her head back and arched her body. The Crash mage just continued to play with his tongue and guide it around her insides, easily hitting all her sensitive spots. He continued to eat her out, like a man who had gone a very long time without a decent meal. He took in her sweet aroma as he continued to pump around with his tongue.
"Yes… yes! Oh!" Ur moaned out as she was making her pleasure known. She then felt that she was coming close to the edge. Taking her legs, she wrapped them around his neck to keep him in place as he continued to ravage her. Within seconds, Ur let out a loud erotic moan as her release had come upon her. Gildarts stay just where he was as she panted, licking up her delicious juices.
After he was done, he stood up with a grin on his face. Ur, who had finally caught her breath, quickly threw herself up and was now sitting up by her knees with the Crash mage standing before her. Her expression was different then his by far. Her eyes were filled with lust and she constantly licked her lips as she looked down to Gildarts trousers.
"I see you're hungry now." Gildarts joked. But that seemed to be ignored as he felt a tug on his pants. Looking down, he saw Ur very quickly remove his belt and pulling the confining legwear down.
"You have no idea." She told him as she finally pulled down his underwear, letting his large member spring free. Even after the many times they have been doing what they're doing, she was always in awe of his size. Its length and thickness was enough to put every man she's been with to complete shame. But this time, she quickly gripped onto his soldiers and pulled herself up so her mouth was barely touching his ear. "Ride me…" she whispered seductively in his ear.
Not a moment later, she was on the bed again with her back down. But now, she was in the middle of the bed with her head on her pillow. Looking up she was met with his signature smirk. Leaning in he held his mouth close to her ear. "No problem," she heard him mutter.
The next thing she knew, she started to feel her womanhood being penetrated a very large object. As it continued to slide into her, Ur moaned long and lustfully at the feel of being filled up. As he pressed into her, Gildarts moved his hands up to her chest and once again began fondling her breasts that just sent much more pleasure to the ice mage. After finally getting as much in her as possible, Gildarts lifted his large erection out till only the head was still stuck in Ur's snatch. Instead of a quick thrust though, he slowly and sensually re-entered his member back in.
This irritated Ur as she had been exactly what she asked for. "What are you doing?!" she demanded.
Gildarts just continued to smirk down at her as he continued to slide in slowly. "I'm trying something new," he said nonchalantly.
"You can try 'something new' next time! Now, I want you to go hard and rough, you blockhead!" she screamed at him despite their faces only being a few.
Gildarts let out a chuckle. "Oh lighten up a-?!"
He was interrupted as he felt an uncomfortable chill near around his cock. Looking down, he saw one of Ur's arms near his crotch and it was coated in ice magic. Looking back up, he looked straight in her glaring eyes.
"You wouldn't."
As soon as he finished, her hand inched closer. "Do you really wanna risk it?" she asked with a sneer.
Gildarts let out a sigh as he knew that this was a fight he would most definitely not win. So instead of going steady, as he tried to, he lifted up his member so it was just the tip was still left inside. With a thrust, he impaled the ice mage, which produced a moan from her lips. Gildarts then started to go at a fast pace with his large cock sliding in and out at incredible speeds. Ur just continued to moan from the pleasure of being pounded and having her nipples being played with again. Ur was then brought to another climax, but that was not near the end of it as Gildarts continued to ride her ragged. Slaps from the connecting organs filled up the room, as well as moans and grunts.
As they continued their arousing activity, Ur was losing herself more and more into the pounding that the large Crash mage was delivering upon her. Reaching orgasm after orgasm, she finally heard Gildarts let out a large grunt.
"It's coming!" he shouted in between grunts. Removing his arms from around her thighs, it seemed he was about to pull out. But, Ur saw this and would not have it as she wanted to feel his hot cum fill her up and make her satisfied. Wrapping her legs around his pelvis, she latched him on so he was stick with his member inside her. Gildarts looked at her with surprise in his face, but she ignored it.
"Inside me…" she muttered to him in a husky voice.
"But-! GAAHH!" Before he even had time to protest, Gildarts' body gave into its member's desire. Finally releasing inside her, he painted her womb up and down with his thick, white cum. The feeling made Ur hit her best orgasm of the night. Panting lightly, she lifted her head up so she was looking straight at Gildarts. Said mage was also breathing heavily as he wearily looked up to Ur's face. She gave a slight smirk as she saw the look on her lover's face.
/WARNING! LEMON END!/
"Why did you…" Gildarts started lightly but then trailed off.
"Let you finish inside? I felt like a change of pace was in order." She told with as much seduction in her voice that she could muster after all the energy she had spent trying to keep up with the large man. Letting up on her grip of Gildarts' exterior and laid back so she was flat on the bed.
The Crash mage then rolled over, laying right beside her on his back. Taking in some deep breaths, he turned his head to be looking at the ice mage. He was then surprised as his eyes were met with Ur's, as they looked back into his… lovingly. He found this strange, to say the least.
"What?" he asked, trying to break the silence.
Ur just shrugged. "Just admiring." She told him nonchalantly.
It had been a couple of months since the two had met in the mountains. After what had happened with the large snow beast, Ur brought Gildarts into the nearest village so that she could treat him to a drink. Being the drifter that he was, Gildarts was all for free beer. But after about twenty mugs, he had just started to get tipsy. Ur was surprised at his tolerance, but then shrugged it off as it didn't seem like such a big deal to her. But, it soon became a problem when Gildarts would bump into tables, which exploded on impact. This caused the bartender to be become both shocked and angered. Immediately Gildarts was cut off and sent out of the bar, before 'accidently' making a new doorway for the tavern. Ur then dragged the drunken Crash mage to her home. Once there she demanded that he strip down and get into the bath to clear up his intoxication. At first Gildarts just laughed at her, but was cut short as his face was frozen into a sheet of ice. When he broke it apart, Ur told him that she was heading out for an errand. But when she returned, she found a nude Gildarts lying on her bed. She wanted to be disgusted by the sight, but the sight of his many bulging muscles and size of his man meat, stirred her up a bit. But she then found herself having to sleep on the floor, which was less than desirable. In the middle of the night, however, she felt some stir from behind her, shifting her to the side, she found the same naked Gildarts lying right behind her with a sly grin on his face. At first, Ur wanted to resist, but then one thing led to another. Soon they were both waking up the next morning under the covers of her bed, both completely nude. They had continued these little activities for weeks now, and throughout that time, Ur started to really grow feelings for the muscle clad blockhead.
Gildarts gave a small chuckle, "Admiring, huh?" he then formed a smirk on his face. "I guess you've finally accepted how great I am." He boasted as he started to drift off a bit.
All of a sudden he felt weight press onto his torso. Opening his eyes, he found them once again, being met with Ur's radiant eyes. They bore deeply in his with a soft expression on her face. Bringing up her hand, she cupped his cheek. Stroking his cheekbone with her thumb, she continued to look down at his drowsy expression.
"I love you."
These words seemed to echo throughout Gildarts ears as his eyes shot open. Saying this was an unexpected was a drastic understatement. At first he did not think he was hearing correctly. But from what he could see after looking at her expression, he had heard correctly.
Opening his mouth, he was about to speak, but nothing came out. Luckily, he did not have to, as the next moment Ur slowly fell and laid her face into the crease of his neck and nodded off into slumber, putting herself in what she felt to be the most comfortable of positions. Gildarts stayed lying there, with his eyes wide and staring straight for the ceiling. He could not believe what had just happened.
Love, it was something that he did know. But he didn't think it added up into this. This was supposed to be a fling. A short term deal, not something so intimate. It wasn't supposed to get this serious. He thought that she, just as fun-loving as he was, would just treat this as a small ordeal based on working out urges. But, now it had become so much more than simple lust.
Lightly nudging her body to side as not to disturb her, Gildarts laid Ur on the other side of the bed. Getting up, he made his way to the corner of the room where his large sack sat. Crouching down, he reached down into a small pocket around the outer lying of the bag and grasped a small object in his hand. Pulling it out he opened his palm, to reveal a golden ring. Taking his other hand, he gingerly stroked it while his face consisted of a regretful expression. Placing his fingers around it, he placed the band on his left ring finger. He then stood for a moment and examined it as it fit just right. Letting out a sigh, he turned so he was looking to the sleeping form of Ur.
'I can't do this. It's not fair, to either of them.' He thought to himself. Standing back up, he went to retrieve his scattered clothing. Once he had quietly gotten dressed. He pulled his cloak on and lugged his large sack over his shoulder. Giving one last look to the sleeping ice mage, he gave out an exasperated sigh. Then he made his way to the exit of the small cottage.
'Forgive me.'
TWENTY YEARS LATER
"Do you think Natsu's ok?"
The trio had made it out of the cavern and the temple and made their way to a stream that wasn't too far off. Both Erza and Lyon were propped up as they had been injured. The former was of more concern as it seemed the explosion from Deliora's beam had caused some serious burns to her body. But she had succumbed to unconsciousness a little time after they had arrived. Lucy, Gray, and Happy were sitting right across from the two as they waited for the outcome of Natsu's fight. Though they were shaken from the large tremors that seemed to cross throughout the island just a short time ago. And if that wasn't enough, they later looked to the sky and saw the purple lighting that lit up the moon, crack and break away and reveal the natural moonlight. The trio was baffled by this, they had no understanding of what was happening.
"I'm sure he's fine." Gray responded to Lucy's worried question.
"But how do you know?" She asked him.
Gray was about to answer, but was cut short as he heard footsteps from behind. Quickly getting up to his feet, he turned to find the source. But his sight was met with the pink haired Dragonslayer walking their way. His vest was gone, revealing his heavily muscled torso, and his pants were in tatters with rips and tears all around them. His scarf still clung to his neck as it flapped lightly in the wind.
Gray would have spoken out to him, but when he saw the look on Natsu's face, he decided to just keep quite. Natsu's expression was hardened with, what seemed to be, slight anger. The ice mage just stood still as Natsu passed right by him.
"Natsu?!" Lucy piped up as she saw the Dragonslayer. But she seemed to be ignored as Natsu just continued to move forward. Finally, he came to a stop when he was right in front of the unconscious Titania. Crouching down he made himself eye-level to her face.
"How is she?" He asked.
Happy was first to move to Natsu's side as he also studied Erza. "She's doing better. She fell asleep as soon as we got here. But those burns are pretty bad, we need to get her some help."
Natsu simply sighed as he pushed back some strands of hair that were in Erza's face and rounded them behind her ear. "Right." His gaze then shifted over to Lyon. "What about him?"
"He's still in pretty bad shape from his fight with Gray. He tuckered himself out while I was carrying him." Happy replied stoically.
"Natsu…"
The Dragonsalyer turned at the call his name. He saw Gray looking to him with a hardened expression of his own.
"What happened with Deliora?"
Natsu and Gray exchanged stares as a heavy silence rested upon them. After a few moments, Natsu let out a small grunt and returned to facing Erza.
"You won't have to worry about him anymore."
Gray scoffed at his response. "What the hell does that mean?!" he shouted at him. But he was ignored.
Before Gray could continue, Lyon had started to stir. They turned to the ice mage after he made a disgruntled moan from the soreness he felt. Sitting up he was met with the sight of the Fairy Tail wizards.
"W-where am I? What happened to Deliora?" he asked exasperatedly.
"It's over Lyon." He turned to Gray. "Deliora's dead." Gray finished. His tone, however, was still littered with doubt, as it he still couldn't believe it himself.
"W-what?! Not possible! How?!" Lyon shouted out. He then turned his head to come face-to-face with Natsu. "You! You were there! Tell me, what has come of Deliora?!"
But Natsu did not respond, instead he moved so he was kneeling at Erza's side. With a scoop of his arms, he pulled her up and cradled her unconsciousness form in his arms. Resting her head on his chest, he turned and started to make his way away from Lyon. Coming to a stop, he turned to Lucy and Happy. "Let's go."
Happy immediately flew up and latched on to Natsu's shoulder, and Lucy quickly followed behind Natsu. The Dragonslayer stopped when he came by Gray. Turning to him, he gave the ice mage a glare. "We're heading back to the village. You two should work out any crap you have. Then meet us later, or not."
Before Gray could respond, Natsu started on his way again through the foliage, with Happy and Lucy. Gray turned back to Lyon, who was looking to where the Dragonslayer disappeared to. Now noticing he was alone with his fellow pupil, he turned to acknowledge him.
"So what now Lyon?' Gray asked sternly.
Lyon raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean 'What now'? Obviously the fool is lying. No one can defeat Deliora. No one but me." He stated smugly.
Gray scoffed, "Man, you can't turn it off, can you?" he then leered at Lyon. "You always have to be better. To be stronger. To be the best. You're all bark and no harsh bite." This earned him a scowl. "You were beaten Lyon, just admit it."
"You got lucky, that is all. That was not truly a fight at my best. I was too focused on my duel with Deliora, you just got me a bit unhinged by interfering and ruining my moment of triumph." Lyon responded harshly.
Now it was Gray's turn to snarl. "If you think you could take on that beast, you've completely lost your mind."
"Enough!" Lyon then lifted his arm and summoned forth frost in his hand. "I will not take any more of this insolence!"
Gray recanted by placing his fist in the palm of his other hand. "Then let's go again, so I can beat you down into the ground like the mad dog you are!"
With a shout from both ice mages, they launched their respective spells. Both seemingly summoned forth shooting walls of jagged ice. The two collided between them and smashed together as chunks of ice flew around upon the impact. But that was not the end as both of them increased the magic energy behind the attacks to increase their intensity.
Both were about to get more forward with the quarrel, until they both caught something out of the corner of their eyes. Before they knew it, a large wave of white appeared, hitting the side of the sheets of ice. When contact was made, the ice immediately shattered from both attacks and dissipated. The two mages were put into a stupor from the scene before them, until a very familiar voice rang in both their ears.
"You two, even grown up, you still are fighting like children."
What they heard, at first, they couldn't believe. That voice. It was all too familiar, but not possible to be hearing. Gray shook his head, believing that it just might be his imagination. After all, the voice her heard belonged to a dead person. But looking straight across from him, he saw Lyon looking off to the side, wide-eyed. Slowly, Gray turned his head, and could not believe what he was seeing.
He saw a woman. The woman had raven purple-colored hair. Her eyes, black and solemn as they stared at him with fondness. A large cloak covering up the entirety of her body, buckled as so it would not flap largely in the breeze. Instead of standing straight, she leaned on a branch that seemed sturdy enough to hold her weight. But the attire meant little to the ice mage as he continued to stare at the woman's face. This face, belonged to someone he cared for, someone who was long since gone. He had to be hallucinating, that could be the only explanation.
"Ur…"
But when he heard Lyon speak weakly, his whole train of thought crashed. It was believe when he just thought he was seeing things, but if Lyon was also seeing what he did, then that could not be a coincidence. He just stood dumbly as he watched the woman nod her head.
Without thinking, Gray took a step forward. His mind was everywhere, and nowhere near rationality. Continuing to walk, he just stared, astonished, at what he believed to be an apparition in front of him.
He stopped when he had come about a foot apart from her. The woman simply smiled warmly and chuckled.
"Gray, it's been some time, hasn't it?"
Gray's chest seemed to be pounding at this moment. Even her attitude was exactly the same. There was only one thing he could do to end his torment of doubt. But it seemed to be done for him, as the woman produced an arm from under her cloak. Reaching it up, she cupped his cheek in her soft hand. Gray's heart gave one last harsh pulse as the true realization had dawned on him.
"Y-you're… real," he said, barely above a whisper. He received another warm smile as she closed her eyes and nodded.
Not a second later, Gray broke down. His eyes instantly filled with water. His legs gave in and he fell to his knees. As he went down, the woman's hand followed. Gray's tears started to stream as he took his hands and clutched the softer one that lay on his cheek, as if it were to disappear at any moment. Chokes and gasps took up Gray as he tried to speak.
"I'm s-sorry…" he started softy as he continued to hold her hand to his face. "I'm so sorry… U-Ur… I didn't listen… I-I should have listened!" he finished in a cry.
As she watched Gray, groveling and crying at her feet, Ur couldn't help but have a wave of pity rush over her. She lowered herself down to his level, and then placed her other hand on her pupils shoulder. He shot his head up, his face continuously streaming tears. Looking straight into his eyes, she comforted him.
"It's alright. You have nothing to apologize for." She then pulled him into a hug. "I should be the one to apologize," she muttered. This caused Gray to produce a slight gasp in surprise. "I left you two. You and Lyon, it is my fault you've had to live with so much pain. Please… forgive me." She finished as she stroked his hair.
Gray took only a moment to respond as he registered her apology. When he did, he didn't use words, instead he wrapped his arms desperately around his former teacher and held tightly as he continued to tear up. His sobs were muffled as he pressed into Ur's shoulder.
Ur just looked to ground as they continued their embrace.
"Ur…"
She looked up to be met with the sight of her other pupil. He stood beside them, wide-eyed and what seemed to be shock.
"Lyon," She muttered lightly. She then extended her arm out to reach for him, the response was quick as he grabbed on her hand with his own. And when he did, tears immediately came to his eyes as he also fell to his knees.
"I-it really is you…" he stated as he clutched her hand in front of him tightly.
"Yes," she spoke softly with a nod. "It's so good to see you both."
While this reunion was taking place, a figure stood slightly farther away, behind a few trees from the clearing the trio of ice mages were in. Gildarts watched on as he saw the three have their moment together. He felt happy for them. It was the best he could hope for as he had not expected his own meeting with Ur to go well after what he did.
He thought back to what he had to do too revive Ur. Extracting most of Ur's essence out from Deliora was a cakewalk, as all he needed was a simple punch. The trickier part was using that essence to bring back Ur's physical form. The water from the ice worked best for this, but it didn't make it any easier. Especially with Natsu's tantrum when he fought the demon. But after some deep concentration, he managed to pull it off. He had to admit, his magic really came in handy sometimes.
Turning on his heel, Gildarts made his way off to the village to once again regroup with everyone else, and plan a trip home to Magnolia, to Fairy Tail.
A/N: Alright, done with that.
Sorry if this seems like a bad place to end this chapter for some of you guys. But I just really wanted to update after so long.
This chapter marks the end of the Galuna arc (Thank God), and in the next chapter we move on to the Phantom Lord arc. I still need to fill all the details out in my head about how much of this I'm going to change from canon, but hopefully I don't take three damn months doing it. And after Phantom, I have a nice new arc that I have planned before the Tower of Heaven. So hopefully you guys stick with me for that.
Anyway, I urge you guys to review, fav, and/or follow my story. If you have any questions or pointers, feel free to message me and I will reply as soon as I possibly can.
And with that, I AM OUTTA HERE!
Next time on a Slayer's Pride – Chapter 13: Declaration of War!