The world was spinning violently around both of them. They were past their sixteenth round and their conversations were getting more and more incoherent. Both of their bodies were swinging as if they were in some kind of boat, swaying with the waves...
Wait, what?
"GRAAY!" Natsu called with (much) difficulty "I- I-"
"Wut now? Are you... Givin' up 'ready?" Gray asked, interrupting himself just because of the hiccups.
"No... I..." his words were interrupted by violent convulsions, which eventually led the dragon slayer to puke on the floor. Not only once did this happen; in fact, by the fourth time it happened Gray was already about to throw up himself. Simply disgusting. However, both of them were lucky enough to reach the level of intoxication in which they were no longer capable of perceiving the stench.
"Hey, hey, that's disgusting! You're crazy if you think... I'm willing to watch that again."
"Motion sickness... Not even... Being transported" Natsu spit, barely capable of making the words leave his mouth instead of all the booze he'd consumed.
"Don't talk.. Too drunk... It's gross, asshole..."
Natsu looked up at him, holding his knees for balance. When he spoke he had to breath heavily to make the words out."
"Say, Gray... Why did you see me... Come from Luce's house?"
"Wut? What are you... Talkin' 'bout?"
"You said... You saw me... In the morning... What were you doin' there?"
"Oh, that... I felt like I was bein' stalked... I walked to the guild... It happened to be in my way."
"I see... Juvia?"
"Most likely... I like her, but... I don't think I like her that way... I mean, I do, but sometimes I feel she's... Too fangirlish... Making a big deal out of everything I do... She's cute, and she's brave, and she's powerful... I can't say I'm not attracted to her... But I can't stand her when she gets all psycho, and that's like half of the time! The one she wants... It's probably not me... She's got me all wrong..." Gray was talking in whispers now, with a little confusion showing despite the heavy drunken tone. On the other hand, Natsu was a little too busy to pay attention to those details. He was drunk herself after all.
"Shut up, we were here already... You're a pervert, she's a psycho... It's like you were made... For each other..."
"Y'know flamebrain? If you were... A girl... You'd be a really annoying one... And fucking ugly... But you'd still be a comrade..."
"You're saying weird stuff... Like Luce when she talks in her sleep..."
"Natsu, do you like... Her? Lucy, I mean..."
"'Course I do! She's a comrade... And a friend..."
"But like something more?"
"Whadayamean?"
"Nothing... Just forget it... I was wondering."
"Ohh! I get it! Of course... Not! I've said it... She's weird..."
Their talk was interrupted once again by Natsu's vomiting, which led to and also vomiting Gray.
"How about Lissana? You like her?"
"No, you?"
"Nahh... Mira?"
"Nope..."
"Cana?"
"Cold."
"Levy?"
"Gajeel's."
"Right... Don't tell me... Erza?!"
"No, she's scary... And she's with Jellal or something..."
"Are you gay then?"
" What annoyin' questions! No, I ain't."
"Whatever... So are you tryin' to tell me you've never liked anyone?"
"We're a family... But I if I had to choose I'd pick Luce, just because her bed is comfy..."
"I knew it..."
Natsu then convulsed yet again, but didn't throw up. Instead, he half-passed out on the ground. "Luce, I don't feel well" he mumbled, unconscious.
"Friends, my ass!" said Gray, pouring more alcohol his shooter. "I guess I won..." But just before he drank the content of the little glass, his body too hit the ground and his conscious drifted away.
It was already 3:06 anyways, there were both gonna pass out sooner or later.
And this way, the morning came.