A/N: What's this, ANOTHER story -.- Yeah, about that. This story is old (wrote it awhile ago) but my good friend demanded me to finish it... so I did. This is the result (and she wanted it smuttier than it is... grrrr). So anyways, this won't have many chapters (I might not even update the rest since it can be a stand alone one-shot anyways) but we'll see what happens with cruel, ol' uni haha.

Thankies to my best friend who did the editting on this (~mikarose31, she's on fictionpress but has no stories, shame on her haha)

Anyways, onwards to fiction. I hope you enjoy :D Warning... pervy scenes ahead haha

01 - Seemingly Unanticipated

She was definitely heavier than he expected. His movements were slow which made him that little bit more grateful that it was late and less people were out on the streets at this time of night. After all, there would have been those awkward glances if people saw a half naked – yet handsome – man carrying a young woman around his age back to an apartment building that was the current residence of Lucy Heartfilia, one of the many members of the exclusive guild Fairy Tail.

And who was this man? Unfortunately, this man was Gray Fullbuster, the ice mage who had an abnormal habit of disrobing at random times… half the time it was in the most awkward of moments. This was the explanation to why he wasn't quite fully dressed, but he had his excuses.

Cana, one of the mages at Fairy Tail who could drink her fair share of alcohol became curious to how well Lucy could handle her own share. There had been some arguing (Lucy really didn't want to, at first) before she caved and took up Cana's challenge. Being utterly worried for Lucy's sake, Natsu and Gray (who'd been fighting previously, and the reason to why Gray no longer wore his shirt) had join them to make sure nothing seriously bad happened (like Lucy falling backwards once she'd drunk too much). Of course, in the end the two watched on helplessly as the two girls duel it out to who could handle the most.

Obviously, Cana had won.

Lucy was still, truthfully, upright until she tried leaving the guild and stumbled over her two feet. Being the gentleman he was (or more of, Natsu ended up dealing with Cana), Gray decided to escort her home which left him in this situation.

Lucy may be out cold now but most likely when the morning came around she would be recovering from a severe hangover. After all, drinking enough for two people was pretty savage, even for him.

Gray really blamed Cana now.

Grumbling about it, he stormed into the apartment building and up towards her room. She'd probably freak out (again) that he'd come to her room (Erza, Natsu, Happy and himself tended to crash often in her room) but he hoped she'd forgive him since he was carrying her home.

He barely got into the room when she stirred. Maybe that was a good sign, since now he could just make sure she was fine instead of leaving her here, unsure of what was going to happen (then again, he probably wouldn't have left until he was certain anyway!)

"Oi," his voice was probably harsher than he anticipated, but she didn't seem to notice the difference anyways. "Do you think you can stand on your own?"

She ignored the question completely. "Where… are we?"

Ugh, was she that drunk that couldn't work out the basic structure of her own home? Actually, he wasn't going to ask because only the illogical would be his reply. "You're apartment."

She mumbled "oh," before looking around with her blood shot eyes. "…I guess it is…"

No, he wasn't annoyed. "Anyways, we should-" he was cut off when she slipped from his grip and stumbled a few steps before plonking down on the ground. She gave him that tipsy, almost innocent smile which almost made him groan. It was like dealing with a five year old!

Of course, it was that smile that made him curious in the first place…

A slurred conversation, Lucy and Cana were talking about something, but it was hard to keep up with the fast paced speech that seemed irrational to his ears. Natsu, who sat cautiously beside Cana, seemed to be having the same trouble as he was.

There was something Cana said, Gray realised, but he couldn't quite understand it between the hiccups and slurred tone. Cana didn't seem to understand herself that time, so she tried again, doing her best to speak slowly… which wasn't really slow at all.

"Lucy…" she began, before taking a swig of the beer in her cup "…do ya… um… like…err… like anyone?" there must have been several hicks in her voice, but this time the two boys caught onto the topic.

"Err…" Lucy's head was pressed against the bar, ignoring Mirajane's giggle as she watched from behind the bar. "Like… someone… maybe… I don't know… umm…" she sat up and pulled out her hand and began naming everyone she knew. Gray had a feeling that wasn't quite what Cana was asking.

"No, no, no!" Cana slammed her hand down, startling everyone (and herself). "I mean… like, like, Lucy! Like, like!"

"Like, like?" she asked, still not catching on."

"Lucy, I think she means" Mirajane started to talk, but Gray and Natsu shot her a look that said don't interfere!

"Yeah, like, like. Like, um… liking a person more than a friend, kinda like, you know?"

"Oh… like, like!" Lucy said, slapping her fist into her opposite hand as she caught on to what Cana meant. "I don't know if I like, like anyone."

Was it beyond them to actually say love? "Come on! You've gotta like, like someone!"

"But I don't!"

"Sure you do!"

Lucy plopped back down on the bar, grumbling something about "liking someone in that like matter is, like, weird," but it seemed only Gray caught that since Cana was still complaining about that.

"I bet I can name someone!"

"Give it your best shot!"

Cana began naming everyone she knew, literally everyone in the guild but Lucy shot them down with ease… despite being drunk beyond anything. Cana must have said Natsu's and Gray's name several times, but Lucy seemed to easily shot them down. That was fine, that was cool with the two of them who weren't really looking for love anyways.

"Ha! There's no one!" Lucy yelled with triumph, which startled Gray more than anything. "There is no one!" she repeated a second time before giving Gray a cheeky grin that made him cautious.

"I know! It's Loke, isn't it!"

"NO!"

"It is too! You're just being silly, it's Loke!"

"It is not!"

"I saw the way he looked at you!"

"COME OFF IT!"

They were arguing now. Gray was prepared to leave when Cana said "It's Gray then!"

That was the fifth time Cana mentioned his name. It just wasn't funny anymore! Natsu mouthed to him, let's spilt them up, and at first, Gray considered it before Lucy jump from the stall, pointed her finger at Cana and declared something. "Gray is a special person, yes! But there's no like, like, like about this!" and wandered out the guild and into the night.

Cana screeched in victory. "Lucy likes Gray!"

"She didn't say that," Gray countered before jumping off the stall. "She's going to hurt herself," he announced, chasing after her, and into the night.

And a little part of him wondered… did she really like him?

Staring down at her, he sighed with annoyance. He'd better help her up, otherwise she'd probably never move from the floor. "Come on, we better get you into bed," he said gently, holding out his hands to her.

Lucy must have stared at them for a long moment before she shook her head, grabbed the bottom of her top and began to pull it off.

He stopped her before she had a chance to reveal the underline of her bra. "You don't need to change," he said a little too quickly. In fact, he was almost panicking. Like he was really curious to see her naked (actually, he had several times already, but that was because he was as rude as the rest of their group.) "Come on, you can sleep in what you're already wearing."

"No I can't," Lucy said childishly, pouting up at him. "I'll hurt in the morning."

Either way, she was going to be sore no matter what she choose, so did it matter? "No you won't," he said in an unconvincing voice. "Come on, up on your feet."

"No…"

Ugh… really? How old was she? Never, ever was he going to allow Cana to give her alcohol ever again! "Come on, you need to sleep. It's late."

"I said no."

"Well, I'm not going to take no for an answer."

She paused then said "you're not going to take no for an answer?" She repeated after him, but there was something about the way she said it that worried him. "I'm not going to take no for an answer."

"That's very clever of you," he said sarcastically, holding out his hands again, hoping that Lucy would take hold of them. "You've just reached the mental age of a seven year old."

"That's mean."

It was true. "I'm sorry," Gray replied in an unsympathetic voice. "Come on, on your feet."

Lucy pouted for a moment before she went to take his hands, but stopped as her fingertips brushed against Gray's, withdrawing as if she had received a shock. She stared at him before the tipsy smile appeared and she said "your hands are soft."

Were they? He didn't really notice if they were or not. "Thank you," he replied, smiling softly down at her.

She reached up and took his hands again, letting him pull her to her feet. He was hoping he could get her to the bed before her legs gave out again, but that would be asking for the impossible.

There was a loud thump as she fell on top of him. The crash was hard enough that the floor shook, but it was still subtle enough not to disturb the neighbours. Of course, he wasn't bothered about the neighbours, right now he was dumped with a rather heavy woman who was drunk…

….And she was pinning him on the ground in all the wrong ways.

They stared at each other for a moment before she smiled tipsily again. "Whoops" was the best way she could describe the current situation. "I slipped."

No, she didn't slip, she fell. Two completely different things (ok, not completely different, but still!) "It's ok," he said, despite the blush spreading across his face. He tried to ignore the way her breasts pressed right up against his bare chest. Hell he was feeling more than he needed to.

There was something suspicious about the current situation. From an outsider's point of view, things looked like they were getting interesting and that something naughty was about to happen, but from Gray's point of view, he was well aware that just wasn't the case. Sure, one of his legs were between hers, sure her breast (which were carelessly falling out of her shirt) pressed up against him. Their lips were centimetres apart and had "accidentally" brushed as they crashed to the floor…

This was totally normal behaviour of a woman who was drunk!

…That didn't mean he particularly wanted to be squashed by her though.

He had to get her off of him, now! "Lucy, can you get off?" he asked, doing his best to be calm as possible.

She pondered for a moment before shaking her head. "My legs won't move."

Fan-fucking-tastic! Yeah, if he moved, he'd rub against her more, so they were officially screwed now. What if… someone came and they were like this? He'd have to explain how this had happened, but even that was embarrassing enough to think about. He'd let his guard down, she klutzed out… viola! You had the perfect situation for the "looking suss" make out situation. "I… see…" ok, there was nothing going on here. He was just going to place his hands on her hips and help her up. That was all, really, honestly…

…Ugh… he was an idiot.

He had moved carefully, his hands holding onto her delicate hips as he moved upwards, but it was only the top half of his body that moved, and ever-so-gently, he planted a small kiss.

It was totally not intended!

No really, he totally had not intended to do that...

...Not that anyone would really believe him.

When he pulled away, and cautiously stared up at her, not knowing what to do with her. Then again, it didn't seem like Lucy had actually noticed what had happened. And then, she was staring at him. Slowly, Gray began to freak out. What was going to happen next?

A silence lingered between them before she finally put her hands on his bare chest (he quickly noted how warm they were against his cool skin) and pushed herself upwards, straddling his thighs. Even though it was only the lower half of him pinned down, Gray suddenly tensed.

Everything had happened so suddenly, that he didn't have any time to react. One minute she was just sitting there and the next... Yeah, let's not go into the details of why she was shirtless (and braless) and how his hands had ended up on her breasts. Did he want them there? Sure he'd thought about it once! But did he his hands on Lucy's chest? HELL NO! "DEAR GOD!" He shrieked, paling. "L-LUCY, WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?!"

"What?" Don't sound innocent now!

He managed to wiggle away from her, leaning against the wall as she stared at him from the ground. Damn, it was so hard not to look at her breasts... so plump and pink and- NO! He couldn't do this! "W-We shouldn't do this!"

"Do what?"

So innocent and sweet... and clearly Lucy wasn't thinking. "I-I'm not into that kind of stuff, you know! W-We just can't. S-So put your shirt on and-"

"Since when did you think about nudity, considering you always walk around shirtless and on some occasion naked?"

Yeah, bring the stripping habit into this, just to screw him over! Gray looked away, his face really red. Why did the door look so far away? Why was his escape being cut off by Lucy? How had he ended up in this situation? Because I'm a freaking idiot! "That's not the point!" Gray pointed out.

"That is the point. Are these scaring you?" she went to wiggle her breasts at him but Gray charged at her, grabbing her hands to prevent her from doing so, bringing their faces too close. At least he couldn't see them from this distance.

"I think," Gray whispered calmly, "that you need to go to bed, Lucy. You are no longer capable to function so-"

"I will... if you join me."

It would have been so innocent if she wasn't grinning like that. Could he hit his head against the nearest wall now? "...No." Why did he hesitate? Dear god, why did he-

"I want Gray."

Lucy managed to slip her hands from his grip, wrapping them around his broad shoulders until she was close enough to kiss him. It was a hot kiss, but he sat there like a stunned mullet for a moment before he went red again. Not only was she embracing him (dear god, why was her hands so warm?), but she was kissing him and her breasts... were against his chests.

He fell backwards, unable to push her away. She continued the kiss until she forced him to retaliate. There was nothing wrong with a kiss, right? He stopped fighting, falling into the kiss. Lucy's taste, it was sweet as if she'd never drunk at all. He couldn't smell alcohol at all; instead, it was almost sickly sweet. When he tried to pull back, she moved forward, keeping them linked. Her tongue pushed inside his mouth, but he didn't fight her. Instead, Gray did the opposite. He savoured the taste, fought for dominance in the kiss. Hell, he wasn't playing the virgin anymore. It wasn't like Lucy would remember anyway.

Planting her hands beside his thighs, she slowly pulled back, licking the strand of saliva that lingered between their lips. Somehow, he was leaning against the bed, trapped. But hell, he no longer really cared. She wrapped herself around him, and he savour her smell and taste, running his tongue along the curve of her neck, watching the skin redden as he teased the area, biting, sucking her. Gasps turned to moans as his hands roamed her body, coming up to rest at her buttocks. If he was less than the man he was, he would have thought about removing her skirt, but he didn't, just pulled her closer.

The room had begun to grow warm, so bloody warm; it felt as if he was burning up. Suddenly, he had to push her away, covering a hand over his mouth. Lucy watched him for a moment, puzzled. Had anyone told her ever she looked cute when she looked puzzled? Probably not. Slowly, he stood up, sitting on the edge of the bed. Taking a deep sigh, he pulled his mouth away, looked at her sternly and said "this has to stop."

"I told you, I want-"

"I heard what you want, but..." he felt uncomfortable. Sure, he thought she was cute when they first met, but he'd strictly stood in the 'friend-zone' because he wasn't sure about Natsu. Though it was clear the fiery haired idiot hadn't noticed Lucy as more than a friend, but he was still cautious... not to mention Juvia who'd probably slaughter Lucy if she found out.

Yeah, he knew all about Juvia, Gray wasn't as dense as he seemed. "Then why push me away. I know what you want!"

No, she didn't. Gray didn't want this... at least, not for another few years when he could safely approach Lucy on a more stable ground. He intended to wait, seriously, he had. He didn't want this... yet. "Lucy, we just can't."

"We can."

Stubbornness, he didn't think she had it. Shit, she'd been hanging around with Natsu for too long! "No, we can't d-"

Lucy refused to let him finish, pouncing on him and slamming him into the bed. Thankfully, beds were soft, floors weren't. "We can," she said calmly, straddling his hips and holding his arms above his head. "We can do this, so don't... run away anymore."

Run away? Like hell he was. He was just so... oi! He wasn't the damn woman of this situation! Like hell he was going to let her take charge! His pride as a man would never allow it! When he stared up at her, he smiled suddenly, catching her off guard. When that happened, Gray knocked her arms from under her and flipped them over, pinning her to the bed. "I'm not running away... I wanted to wait, but you've clearly going to give me no other choice." He bent down and kissed her...

...And whatever happened from here onwards was NOT Gray Fullbuster's fault AT ALL!

Mornings sucked a lot.

Slowly opening his eyes, Gray stared up at the pink... and blue... roof...

"Well, this is something new and interesting."

Well, shit. How was he going to explain his and Lucy's nakedness to Natsu (whose brain was probably the size of a peanut) and Happy?

Simple, he wasn't.

"What are you two doing here?" He snapped, sitting up. He felt bad when Lucy's arm slid away, falling beside her carefully. "Lucy doesn't like people intruding in her room. She doesn't like unwelcomed guests."

"Well, I would point out about you being an unwanted guest, but now I'm not so sure."

No, he was very welcomed... at least... last night he was. "Whatever this is, it never happened," he said casually before glaring at them. "Now get out."

"And why should-"

Lucy began to stir and Gray did the first thing that came to mind. Climbing from bed, he grabbed Natsu by the back of his shirt, stormed to the door and threw him out. Happy flew after Natsu, freaking out. Once they were out the room, he slammed the door shut and used Ice Magic to seal the door shut. It probably wouldn't keep Natsu out, but it made Gray feel so much better.

Lucy sat up, looking out of it. Their eyes caught and she smiled. No angry fit, nothing, she just smiled. Slowly, he walked back over to the bed and asked cautiously. "I take that the warm welcome means you remember last night?"

"Most of it," she admitted, yawning. "I haven't slept that well in a long time," she muttered before slipping from the bed, going to stand in front of him. "We should get ready."

She didn't need to tell him that twice.

Everything had been fine until Gray and Lucy walked into Fairy Tail. Of course, no one really paid any attention to the fact that they'd arrived at the same time until Ezra stood in front of them. "I heard from Natsu and Happy," she directed the question at Gray, not Lucy. "What kind of man strips to the-"

"I invited him," Lucy shrugged and walked over to talk to Mirajane, Wendy and Carla, leaving Ezra and Gray staring at each other.

"You two... slept together... se-"

"It never happened," he snapped, walking past her. "She fell asleep before anything could bloody happen!"

"You sound disappointed."

Oh, sure he was, but first he had two people and a cat to kill. Ignoring Ezra's laughter, he went on a man hunt. He'd kill Natsu and Happy first, then Cana... praying that they didn't mention anything to Juvia!

Cana laughed heartily while Macao and Wakaba watched her in uncomfortable silence. "I knew things would work out in the end," she said confidently, staring down at her cards. "I know all."

"Wait, so you purposely got Lucy drunk to get her and Gray together?" Wakaba asked in confusion.

"Of course I did. It was the perfect chance to get Gray to realise his feelings. Besides, I was already certain with Lucy's feelings before I looked at my cards," Cana shrugged.

"So, did it work?" Macao asked and suddenly the air turned cold.

"I say it did," Cana said before jumping up. "I better book it before I get turned into a popsicle. See ya later!" and with that, Cana ran off towards the door of the guide, Gray hot on her tail. Soon enough, she knew Gray would forgive her. Besides, she'd gotten him together with one of the hottest bachelorettes in Fairy Tail. He had nothing to complain about!

Stand alone fanfiction or more chapters, we'll see in time :D Now, must focus on uni, nanowrimo and my other fanfictions (maybe lol)