Dragon Family Values
Disclaimer – I do not own Fairy Tail
Summary: Sting really needs to stop angering people.
Author's Note #1 – I'm using the 100 Theme Fanfiction Challenge for this collection. I thought it'd be something different.
Author's Note #2 – This one I am rating M.
Author's Note #3 – These drabbles are pretty much one-shots and are not related to each other in any way unless otherwise indicated.
Cat (Rated M)
Sting's eyes narrowed. He had absolutely no idea how he'd gotten himself into this mess, but he knew it must have had something to do with pissing off a couple of his fellow guild mates over at Sabertooth. It had to have been either Minerva or Rogue. Yukino wouldn't do something this…cruel.
But, now that he thought on it, Minerva and Rogue had probably worked together on this little mission, and he used that term loosely.
Now he just had to figure out how to get out of his current predicament. He didn't know where to go, so he'd just been wandering…and wandering…and wandering.
And that's how he found himself standing on all fours outside of the Fairy Tail Guild. Surely someone here would help him. If he could figure out how to get in. And if they could figure out he'd been turned into a cat.
The second someone opened the door, however, he darted inside, making sure to avoid getting stepped on. He sat underneath a table and watched the scene before him. Was Fairy Tail always like this? All they did was fight.
"Who knocked over my cake?" Erza demanded, pointing a sharp blade at Natsu and Gray.
"Don't look at me!" the fire mage said in a shaky voice. "Stripper did it!"
"I did not!" retaliated Gray.
"Erza, I'll just get you another slice," cut in Lucy, trying to appease the requip mage and lessen the damage she could do to her friends and the guild.
Sting didn't have time for this.
He wasn't going to wait around forever, he decided. He needed to get their attention. And fast. But what to do?
Frowning in thought, he internally smirked when an idea struck him. He never liked Gray anyway; he hung around Natsu way too much.
Erza, Lucy, and Natsu flinched when Gray started screaming and flailing about. They looked down in confusion when he started shaking his leg.
Natsu started laughing his ass off when he noticed a cat latched to the ice mage's leg. "That's what you get for stripping."
Erza, on the other hand, grabbed the scruff of the cat's neck. The cat released Gray. It hissed at him. The requip mage then dropped it in Lucy's lap. "Here."
"Oh, no!" exclaimed Lucy. "I'm not taking care of a cat. You take it!" She shoved the poor creature into Natsu's arms.
"Why do I gotta take it?"
"You've already raised a cat."
"He's not a cat! He's my friend!"
"JUST SHUT UP AND TAKE THE DAMN CAT!" Lucy screamed.
Natsu pulled the cat closer to his chest while Lucy glared at him. He'd never known she could sound like Erza. "A-Aye."
"We're home, Blue," said Natsu as he entered his house.
Sting rolled his eyes at the name. The fire mage had kept calling him that ever since they'd left the guild, and it was all because he had 'really blue eyes.'
So he came to the conclusion that Natsu was really bad at coming up with names. He named his Exceed Happy for crying out loud! Who does that?!
Suddenly, Sting felt himself land softly on a bed.
"Stay here," said Natsu. "I'll get you something to eat."
With that, the fire mage walked away, leaving Sting to fully take in his surroundings.
He's messier than I am, he thought in surprise. And that's saying something!
"All right. Here you go," announced Natsu, setting plate on the floor with a raw fish on it.
Sting looked at the fish, and then he looked at Natsu. He looked at the fish again, and then he hissed at Natsu.
"What is it Blue? You don't like fish?" the fire mage asked in surprise. "But Happy loves fish!"
I'm not Happy, Sting though. Oh, how he wished he could talk.
"Maybe Blue doesn't like it raw," Natsu mumbled to himself.
Sting's claws abruptly gripped the bed, eyes widening when Natsu decided blasting the raw fish with his fire magic was the way to go.
"There you go!" Natsu said proudly. "Eat up!"
Sting stared at the fish which had been charred black. It did smell pretty good now. And he was really hungry.
Hopping onto the floor, Sting decided to tap the fish with his paw. It promptly crumbled to ash. He looked up and Natsu and meowed.
The fire mage scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Um, hoe about a dish of milk instead."
Sting sighed. It was better than nothing.
"All right, Blue. Time for bed," said Natsu as he flopped backward on the bed. He set his new cat friend on a pillow next to his head before pulling the covers up over him. "It's actually kinda nice having you around. Happy's not here much anymore. He's always hanging out with Charle. I miss him."
Sting noticed the sad expression on Natsu's face. Was the fire mage saying he was lonely?
Sting approached Natsu and licked his cheek. Then his rubbed his head against the fire mage's face and purred.
"Are you trying to make me feel better?" Natsu asked with a small smile. "Thanks, Blue. Now let's get some sleep."
Once Sting felt Natsu settle down, he curled up against him, hoping that his presence would make Natsu feel less alone.
Natsu sighed softly and snuggled deeper into the warmth beside him. He'd never felt so comfortable before. All he wanted to do was stay beside this source of heat forever and bask in the joy of feeling safe and protected.
He wrapped his arms around the heat source beside him and sighed again, then frowned. His brows furrowed together in confusion as he slid his hand down the side of the object he was holding. He heard a soft moan at that and quickly opened his eyes to see what—or who—he was holding.
His eyes widened in both surprise and horror. Sting Eucliffe.
"AAH!"
The white dragon-slayer woke with a jolt, looking around in uncertainty. "What?"
"What?! What do you mean what?! You're in my bed!" Natsu shrieked, blushing after he looked down. "And you're naked! Why the hell are you naked?!" he added, quickly throwing off his covers to cover the nude mage. "What the hell, Sting?!"
Sting frowned and looked down at himself in confusion before his lips twisted into a smug smile. He looked up at Natsu. "Well, Sting is a step up from Blue."
"I just knew Gray's stripping habit was contagious! And now you've turned into some perverted stalker!" the fire mage exclaimed before Sting's words registered in his head. "Wait. Blue?"
"As I recall, you liked the name because I have 'really blue eyes.' Remember?"
Natsu paled as he came to a conclusion with the clues he'd just had thrown at him. Sting was Blue. Blue was Sting. He'd incinerated one of Happy's fish for Sting. Happy was going to be so pissed.
"You asshole!" he shouted before scrambling to get up. He let out a yelp as the white dragon-slayer grabbed his wrists and yanked him back down, causing him to straddle his lap.
"Can I at least thank you before you get all flustered and storm off?" Sting asked, raising an eyebrow before showing the fire mage another smile. "Thank you for taking care of me even though Lucy threatened you. Thank you for trying to feed me even though you incinerated my fish. The milk was definitely better than that. And I'm sorry you've felt so lonely. If it means anything, I've missed you."
"You're welcome! Now let me go! Wait…what?" It was Natsu's turn to frown in confusion. "You…missed me?"
"Yes. I've missed you," said Sting truthfully, and he was rewarded with a small blush. He smirked. "And I'll have you know, I missed all f you."
Natsu blushed even more when Sting squeezed his hips somewhat. "Really?"
Sting nodded, his smirk fading into a sincerely amused smile. "So will you consider going out with me Friday?"
Natsu paused. "R-Really? You mean it?"
"Of course I mean it," the white dragon-slayer replied, sighing and rolling his eyes. He then looked down at his waist and sighed. "Can I borrow some pants?"
A light blush spread across Natsu's cheeks as he bit his bottom lip and thought. "Um, I'm not sure if I have anything that'll fit you. You are a bit taller than me."
"You know, you look really molestable right now," Sting stated bluntly.
"Excuse me?!" the fire mage exclaimed, hurriedly standing up, only to be yanked back down.
"It's true, Natsu," Sting replied, his voice lowering to a husky whisper as he looked into the other's eyes. "Because right now, all I really want to do is make love to you so that I can see the expression on your face as I pleasure you and take your innocence."
Natsu squeaked and tried to get away from him. "You really are a pervert! Let me go!"
Sting chuckled. "You'd be taking mine, too," he said as Natsu scrambled over to a dresser to find some pants for Sting to wear.
"These should fit you!" Natsu snapped, throwing a pair of sweats at the other dragon-slayer. He really needed Sting to shut up. His face felt like it was melting.
Sting sighed and stood, letting the covers drop as he went o put on the offered pants. He smirked when he heard Natsu whine in embarrassment. Sting looked up just in time to see Natsu place his hands over his burning cheeks.
This was going to be fun.
Author's Note – I hope you appreciated this. Please review!
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