Hey again! So I'm making this a two shot now! I don't know what else to write after this so I hope it satisfies you enough!
Disclaimer! I do NOT own Fairy tail or it's characters! They go to Master Hiro Mashima! I only own the plot! Enjoy!
Chapter 2
"Nana, I'm finished. I'll be going now!" I called out to the way too cheerful manager. It's been a long first day, and I wasn't able to escape any more harassing comments after Lyon left. Luckily, though, the guy from before hadn't returned, so I was spared of any brawling. My uniform was hung up neatly in its garment bag, the dishes were washed, the counter and tables wiped clean and the trash was taken out. I don't think there's anything else that needs to be done.
"Ok, see you tomorrow Gray," Nana called back. She was in the kitchen, waiting for Miho to finish whatever she was up to. They were planning to go out and celebrate for a successful first day at the local bar. They had invited me but I was anxious to see Lyon. I walked out the door.
I wandered around for a little while and then realized I didn't know where Lamia Scale was. Feeling like an idiot, I asked the first person I saw.
"Excuse me, ma'am," I asked a young woman with blonde hair. Surprised registered in her blue eyes before being replaced with interest. She leaned forward slightly, crossing her arms, pushing up her large breasts, exposing some of her cleavage.
"Yes?" she answered, giving me a seductively look, which I returned with a bland stare.
"Where can I find the Lamia Scale guild?" I asked, not the least bit affected by her attempts.
"Just around the corner, but that place is so boring. Why don't you come with me and you can have some real fun," she said in a low voice, batting her eyes. She rubbed her hand on my arm and drew closer. I stepped back, earning a disappointed look.
Thank you." I turned around and walked away. I went in the other direction and rounded the corner. In the distance, probably only a hundred meters away, stood a tall and proud guild hall. A large flag in the front showcased the Lamia symbol.
I started toward there leisurely and then picked up speed. The feeling of being watched was back again. I glanced around carefully, but it was too crowded. It could be anyone. I narrowed my gaze on the guild hall, quickening my speed walk into a jog. I passed by several dark alleyways. I checked each of them quickly as I passed, making sure no one was going to jump out at me. I was almost there, just ten more meters. I didn't think I needed to look in the last alleyway, so when I passed it, I slowed down back into my leisure pace. That was the biggest mistake of my life because two large, burly hands grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into the darkness.
I couldn't see who it was, but the smell of alcohol was enough to tell me it was the same man. And this time he brought tools. He quickly bound my hands together with magic suppressing chains and threw on the ground. My head banged on the cement, making me feel dizzy. I tried to get up but was pushed right back down again. My shirt was ripped from me and two hands started feeling me up. I squirmed around, hating this man more and more as he touched me.
"It's too bad you're not in your maid uniform. This would have been much more pleasurable," a voice whispered in my ear. The smell of beer was overwhelming. I shivered from the proximity.
He then took my chin and crushed lips against mine, moaning in pleasure. He turned force his tongue into my mouth and prodded around. I moaned in protest and tried to pull away, but he wasn't having it. He just put my chained arms above my head, and moaned even more. The only I knew I could fight was with my tongue. I tried to shove his out of my mouth, but then he unzipped my jeans and put his hands down my pants, earning a gasp from me. My mouth opened wide, allowing his tongue to once again explore my cavern. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he pulled away, us both gasping for air. Then he grinned evilly and went down to my neck, biting harshly on the collar bone. He kept doing this over and over again while covering my mouth to keep me from screaming too loud. He sucked and bit everywhere on my upper body, even drawing blood at many points. He finally pulled away after a few minutes and stared lustfully into my eyes. I tried averting my gaze, but he roughly pulled my chin right back.
"No one's around to save you now," he growled. He pulled me deeper into the alley, behind a dumpster. Throwing me on the ground, he pulled down his pants revealing an erect penis. I shied away from him, knowing what was coming next. He pulled out a dirty rag from his pocket and quickly shoved it into my mouth, then took another rag and tied it shut. All was left to do was run. But I didn't get far before he ripped my pants and boxers to my ankles and thrust himself into me.
All my cries were muffled by the gag. He thrust himself deeper and deeper into me, making me feel like I was splitting open. Tears poured down my face as he pushed harder and faster into my bottom. The pain was unbearable.
Once he had his orgasm, many minutes later, he roughly pulled himself from me. I just laid there on the ground, not having any will to move. He turned me over and looked into my eyes. Satisfaction was prominent in his black orbs as he leaned down and gave me one final rough French kiss before removing the chains from my hands. Laughing, he walked out of the alley, into the harsh sunlight, leaving my naked, broken body on the ground.
Slowly, delicately, I untied the gag and took the second one from my mouth. I couldn't move after that. I didn't want to move. I just wanted to disappear into nothing. I felt filthy as I lay there.
But I had to move. I needed to see Lyon. I needed his strong arms around me. I needed his kind words of affection.
Slowly, I got to my feet, pulled up my pants and boxers and went to look for my shirt. It was tossed into the dumpster. It had some garbage staining it, so I just threw it back and wrapped my arms around my chest, doing my best to cover myself. I felt so ashamed. I walked out of the alley, keeping my eyes downcast. I got a few stares, but no one said anything. I didn't even want to know what I looked like. I just kept walking, ignoring everyone.
I opened the guilds doors to a loud guild hall. Everyone turned silent as I walked through. All their expressions turned from surprise to shock. I covered myself even more so as I looked around for a familiar white haired mage. Luckily I didn't have to look long.
"Gray?" a shocked voice spoke up, breaking the silence. I looked over to my left and saw Lyon standing up, confusion in his onyx eyes. I rushed over to him and jumped into his open arms and crushed myself against him. He hugged me back with the same urgency and took me to the back, into an infirmary. Bringing my over to the nearest bed, he pushed me down and called for Cheria. The young girl quickly came and started using her magic to heal my bruises. That's when he asked the inevitable question.
"What happened?" I stayed silent, too ashamed and afraid to relive the horror. Tears once again spilled over. I shook my head.
Strong arms wrapped themselves around me. Lyon laid there in bed with me. I snuggled into his embrace, feeling safer. Silently, Cheria made her way out of the infirmary, leaving Lyon and me alone. I was still crying, staining his long, white coat, but he didn't seem to mind. He shifted slightly so that he and I were looking into each other's eyes.
"What happened, Gray?" he repeated. I looked down.
"Don't make me say it. Please Lyon." My voice sounded raspy, broken. I felt something wet fall on my cheek. I looked up and saw Lyon crying.
"Who?" he asked, his voice cracking the slightest.
"You know who," I whispered.
His shoulders tensed and shook in anger. I only grabbed him tighter, not wanting to let him go yet. He kept his arms around me, but his shoulders never relaxed. Looking up, I say a determined and grave look in his eyes. He didn't look at me, but at the door. I knew that if I let him, he would go find the man and take him down. But I didn't want him to leave me alone. Not now.
When Gray first walked into my guild I was overwhelmed with happiness. He had come back after all. And I thought me lifting up his skirt would make him hesitant. Oh man, he looked so cute in that little maid outfit. I just couldn't help myself but check.
But what I saw was a stranger. He looked like Gray, but he wasn't the blushing boy I had hopefully won over. His eyes were dead and vacant, his hair messy and dirty, there were strange hand like bruises on his sides and hickeys covered his upper body. Confused, and angry but I controlled that, I stood up and call him over.
"Gray?"
Startled, he looked over to me, relief clear in his dead eyes. I almost cried. He ran over to me and buried his head into my chest. I swiftly took him to the infirmary. I called Cheria too so that she could heal him. So many questions filled my head, so I asked the most obvious one.
"What happened?" He only shook his head, not looking me in the eyes. I sighed and went over to him, wrapping my arms around him, trying to comfort him. He snuggled closer, crying into my chest, staining my jacket. But I couldn't care less.
Once Cheria finished, she left us alone. Now Gray's body didn't have as many hickeys and the hand bruises had started to disappear, but it would take a few days for them to completely heal. For now, this was all she could do.
"What happened, Gray?" I tried asking again.
"Don't make me say it. Please Lyon." His voice. It sounded forced and rough. I let the tears fall now and one even landed on his cheek. He looked up at me with wide dead, innocent eyes.
"Who?" I asked.
"You know who," he whispered so softly, I had to strain to hear. And I did. I did know who violated the man I loved. The anger I had now was uncontrollable, making me shake my tense shoulders. I would've sprinted out the door had he not hold me tighter. I knew he didn't want me to leave him. So I just stayed there with, staring at the door, waiting for when he would let me go kill that man.
I opened my eyes. It was dark out and moonlight shined from the window onto the foot of my bed. I was alone and cold. Colder than I was already as an ice mage. I looked at my surroundings in caution. Lyon was nowhere in sight. Fear started to build up inside of me as I imagined the man finding out where I was and doing everything to me again. I started shivering uncontrollably and took the blankets around me, trying to cover myself. The memory surged back on me causing tears to fall down my face. Where was Lyon when I needed him? I crawled out of bed; blanket wrapped around me and walked out of the infirmary. All was dark except a light protruding from a single door. I made my way over to there.
I heard muffled voices inside. One was masculine the other was older and raspy. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but the masculine voice was talking frantically. I knocked softly on the wood. The voices stopped immediately. Seconds later, the door opened revealing a surprised Lyon. Behind him, an elderly woman, whom I assumed was the master, stared calmly at me.
"Gray! What are you doing up?" he asked, still blocking me.
"I was wondering where you were." My voice was much stronger now. "What's going on?"
"Nothing, just discussing current events. Why don't I take you back to the infirmary?" he asked, taking my hand. "Well, talk later," he said over his shoulder. The elderly woman nodded as he closed the door behind him and guided me back to infirmary. I followed after him quietly. His hand felt very warm, wrapped around mine. I drew closer to him, feeling more relaxed as I did.
Once in the infirmary, I laid down on the bed I was currently occupying and he lay down next to me as well. He wrapped his warms arms around my cold shoulders and mine his torso.
"Why didn't you just go back to sleep?" he asked me.
"I feel better having you with me," I confessed. He sighed.
"I do too. You know I won't let anything happen to you. While you slept, I hunted down the man and threatened to kill him. He won't be bothering you anymore." I sighed in relief.
"Thank you," I said. A tear escaped my eye. I was overwhelmed with happiness.
"Hey Lyon," I said after a moment.
"Hm?" He opened his eyes halfway and stared at me. I could see the sleep ready to take over, so I had to say this quickly.
"Promise you'll be here when I wake up next time." He woke up a slightly and nodded. He then leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips.
"Always." Was the last thing I heard before I fell into the oblivion of sleep.
Soooo, comment, like! and review! I hope you liked it! This is the end, but if you have any requests, I'll be happy to take them! Scarlet out!
Review responses:
dreamscometrue410: I love this pairing too! If I get any other ideas, I'll be sure to use this pairing, but we can't forget about GrayxNatsu! XD
Rewinsan: Like I said, it's only a two shot. My other stories though are ongoing, so if you want on going, check those out. I've been getting some really good reviews!
steferstheawesome: Thank you! I try! =D
AsDarknessSpeads: Only a two shot, gomen =)
Argon Jaden Siberite Bluridge: I don't think you're stupid! And yes, I had him wearing bloomers, which, back in the day, women would wear them. And if you check any maid outfit, some have them too. And thank you!