"Whoa! WHOA! LOOK OUT!" Lorik yelled hard to anyone who would listen. "Get out the way!" He waved his free arm to get the attention of the innocent people in his war path and much to his pleasure, managed to scare most of them out of his way before completely barreling them over. The shrieks of surprise and fear distant to his ears.
He was being pulled so hard and fast his legs just couldn't keep up with him, he had started off at a full sprint but one of his sandals had been dragged off in he chaos. Now all he could do was just let himself be dragged down the busy stone streets of Magnolia and hope it would be over quickly. Slammed into a stone wall hard or thrown into the river to drown...
He felt like his arms was going to be torn off when he was abruptly forced to turn street corners or is forced to crash through market stands and wooden charts.
"MOVE!" He roared, his heart spiking with the fear of those witnessing him charge like a mad bull to his death. His bare foot was bloody and his clothes ripped from the fast and painful impacts of small fences or bushes. He was going somewhere fast and as he rounded yet another street corner and saw the town's great entrance gates, he paled.
Not the woods! There's no way he's going to survive a drag through those thick trees and bushes. He tugged once more at the ribbon consuming his flesh, but it was hopeless.
He was sucked into the tree line of the lush woods and he had to grit his teeth and turn off his pain receptors as he hit what felt like every prickly bush, log and sharp rock that were possible. He thought about shutting off his nerves completely and let's himself fall unconscious but as that fleeting thought crossed his mind he erupted from the thick, dense trees and found himself flung into a clearing. His eyesight was slightly blurred but he saw his pink haired friend clearly, training away at the base of a mighty tree.
"Natsu! Happy! Move!" Lorik roared helplessly as he rapidly approached his confused guild mates. The small blue cat produced his wings easily and shot up into the air just in time. Natsu on the other hand could barely turn around to see what was screaming at him.
"Whoa! Lorik's slo-
The collision was monumental as their bodies crash into each other hard enough to wind them both and topple them both over in a heap. The skid back 10 meters in a painful pile of limbs that tears up the soft earth around them.
"Natsu! Are you ok?" Happy questions, face concerned as he floats down effortlessly and hovers close by.
The Fire Mage groans loudly, his chest heavy with the weight of another. He grasps the dirty ripped clothes of his attacker and pushes him off to the side with force.
"Urrgg...get off me man!" He complains and Lorik groans in return, holding his painless bleeding head and trying to sit up, it was too hard. He couldn't feel it but he knew in his blurry state there's bound to be a cracked rib or two.
"Urrgggh, I'm sorry Natsu..." He groans, staring up at the trees from his uncomfortable spot on the earth floor next to the other man.
"What the hell, you jerk!?" The Dragon Slayer complains and attempts to roll away. "Eh?! What the heck!? Get off!" He pulls his hand away harshly but is met with only resistance and a sharp painful sting. He watches with an open mouth of horror as a red ribbon hanging from this hippies right arm starts to snake its way up his own wrist and begin to turn jet black.
Bounding their hands together tightly and awkwardly.
"What the hell is this, you bastard?!" Natsu is fuming now, pulling hard as he stumbles to his feet unevenly, his strength easily pulling Lorik up too.
The sensory wizard hisses in pain and grabs his friends wrist to stop him pulling away. "Stop it, I can feel that through my magic!" He instructs, placing more pressure on his cut forehead.
"I don't care, get your hand off of mine! What the hell?!"
"I don't know what's going on, one minuet I'm at the guild drinking and the next..." he gestures to their magically bound wrists and cut up clothes. "I swear to you dude it's not my fault..."
Natsu scoffs and turns to walk off.
"Let's go happy, we need to fix this." As he stalks off he drags Lorik's behind him like a toy, every long step causing a tugging sting of pain.
"Hey...HEY! Natsu! Slow down!" He's limping which is not a good sign but he manages to catch up to the pink haired fire starter, barely. He is keeping pace but with every step his limp gets worse and his brown baggy pants soak more in blood.
This is not good, he is almost afraid to turn his pain receptors back on.
"Natsu...please, stop walking!" He begs, stumbling slightly as his leg gives way.
Natsu speeds up his stride, ignoring Happy's concerned questions, Lorik hisses with the wrist pain.
"Stop!"
Natsu ignores him so he plants his feet firming in the earth and refuses to budge, causing the angry man to stop abruptly and hiss with annoyance. He turns to glare at his ex friend. Their eyes meet and time slows down around them.
"Natsu I said stop." The S class wizard warns, face firm and absolute with his expression. "I'm injured, we need to send Happy to fetch someone, I will not make it through the wood."
He turns to Happy, face calm and friendly. "Please, Happy, can you fetch the Guild's doctor or some kind of medical wizard? Or my leg is gonna fall off I'm sure." He gives a small smile to his blue cat friend and Happy nods.
"Aye sir, I'll be back as fast as I can, hang in their Natsu! Play nice!" He floats up high into the air and disappears through the trees. At least Happy is talking to him.
Natsu gives a loud groan of protest but the hippie Mage stays silent and sits down heavily onto the ground once more. He rolls up his pant leg awkwardly with one hand and sighs, his leg is not broken, but he is cut up extremely badly, with deep red gashes in his thigh and artery- that explains all the blood.
"Well...no wonder I can't walk, it's more blood then leg..." He jokes but is received with only thick silence; he was being ignored! Lorik's clears his throat and looks away.
God he hates the silence between them, it was torture. 2 weeks of endless torture and he wanted to die; at this rate they'll never be friends again and that scared him more then anything. They never fight and the idea of them fighting over a silly reason like romantic jealousy over a girl Lorik's doesn't even like is absurd. But it was happening, they were fighting and it was for a stupid reason.
"I hope Happy get's back quickly" The blond wizard states, saying what he can to fill the awkward silence. It was the wrong move because Natsu is suddenly rounding on him, face the perfect picture of pissed off.
"If your so worried then I'll carry you, you wuss!" The Dragon Slayer shouts, annoyed as he tugs at their wrists.
"Ow! I'm not a wuss!"
"No! You're a coward!" Natsu explodes, his teeth bared like a feral animal. "You're a pathetic excuse for an S class wizard! It's wasted on you! Who ever heard of a pacifist Fairy Tail member, hm?!" He gives a shout in annoyance to the sky above. "Ahh! Get me out of this stupid ribbon!"
Lorik can't believe what he's hearing, this wasn't his friend.
"What's wrong with you?" He asks, face pained by his friends words. "Is this about me and Lisanna?! I already told you I don't like her like that! She asked me to dinner as a friend and I accepted! That's not a crime, Natsu! I was only being kind! I'm sorry!"
"Ahh! I don't care about any of that!" Natsu snarled, walking forward and shoving the sensory wizard hard in the chest, not quite hard enough to sent them both barreling backwards.
"You betrayed me, and agreed to take her on an S class mission!" He explains with balled fists.
"How is that relevant to anything? She asked me to take her, she needed the money!" Lorik was starting to loose his own temper now, which was indeed a rare thing, he had no idea what the problem was. "I don't understand why you're angry with me!" He admits, giving up. "So I agreed to take a mission with her, so what?" He asks, pulling at their binding in frustration.
"An S CLASS MISSION! Lorik I'm always asking you over and over to take me on one, but you never say yes!" He growls. "But now Lisanna is an exception?! I'm one of your best friends! How could you just leave me to the wind?! You massive jerk!" He turns away and angrily kicks the dirt. They both flinch in pain as he pulls away.
"I'm not a kid, I've grown stronger but you still treat me like I'm a pathetic loser.." His voice is lower now, sad sounding. "I guess I finally figured out how you really feel about me, I'm just pissed it took so long to realise. You're not my friend, Lorik, you're a selfish bastard who doesn't deserve his rank as S."
The blond pacifist is taken aback, like woah. He is lost for words to say the least, his heart feels like it's bleeding more then his leg. His pink haired friend's words were raw and his feelings truly hurt as he spoke them, he could feel it as easily as the warmth of the sun.
"Natsu...I...I don't think you're a child...or a loser at all..." Lorik states slowly. "You're a powerful fighter and the most proud member of Fairy Tail I've ever met." He continues and a Natsu turns to stare at him, eyes squinting with disbelief.
"I'm...sorry, I don't mean to belittle you or...or make you feel this way. You are one of my best friends, truly you are...I...I just...I'm sorry?" He forces himself to stand now on his shaking, bleeding leg. To a normal overdo it would hurt like a son if a bitch, he felt nothing.
"I...agh.." He grunts in pain but straightens up, placing a bloody hand on his friends shoulder firmly. "I'd be happy to take you on a mission with me...I was just afraid you'd find it...well...boring and suddenly I wouldn't be your cool S class friend anymore. But...I'm willing to risk that if that's what it takes, I'm sorry...I just, don't want to fight anymore.."
His grip on his magic was slipping away with the blood from his leg, he starts to feel waves of unbearable pain; dull at first but quickly becoming more and more intense.
Natsu turns to look at him, his eyebrows no longer creased up in pain and anger.
"Really?" He asked, unsure. "You'd really take me on a mission with you?"
Lorik laughs through gritted teeth. "Yeah...man...of course." He punches the Dragonslayer playfully on the arm. "I'll even let you do all the punching.."
Natsu's grin widens at the thought. "Man I'm all fired up just thinking about it!"
Lorik grins back, his body feels cold. "So...are we all good?" He holds up his bloody free hand and waits patiently. The other man takes it and they grasp each other firmly.
"Yeah man, were all good...I'm sorry for...that..." He gestures to Lorik's bruised face and the hippie shrugs nonchalantly, his leg is shaking violently now.
"Nah, it's all good...despite these sucky 2 weeks, my busted face and all the concerned female attention it receives has been the only nice thing going on in my life." He admits with a grin before he stumbles backwards with a groan.
Where is Happy!? His vision is almost completely gone!
"You ok...man? I don't know what the heck is going on with...this." He holds up both of their black ribbon bound wrists. "But...you gonna be ok?"
The pale S class wizard just looks around them, into the lush woods as if searching for help.
"Mmmm, I dunno...maybe...? Probably... I dunno..."
His words trail off and Natsu watches in horror as his handsome friend faints and begins falling backwards. He catches him easily and hauls him over his shoulder, it is an awkward process with only one free hand, but he manages.
"Come on man, I'm carrying you out if here."
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