Natsu wasn't sure on how long he was knocked out or how much time had passed since then. His brain had become nothing more then a constant wave of pounding headaches and a bearer of blurry to fuzzy and grainy visions. He groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, blinking them several times, trying to clear his vision and his mind, as he looked around trying to get a baring of his surroundings.

He was in a room.

He groaned as he struggled to stand himself upright, discovering that while his hands were still tied behind his back with the same material and he was also still gagged, his legs were now free, making it a little easier for him to move. This allowed his brain to catch up with the rest of him pretty damn quickly. His eyes widen as he jumped a little and began to frantically look around to get a better understanding of his position. The first thing he noticed, much to his relief and annoyance, he still wore the clothes he had on originally; the blue jeans, white tee, no shoes, he could live with that but his scarf was also still missing and that was not something he could live with.

The second thing he noticed was he that while he was sitting on top of a plush bed to the left hand side, a queen from the looks of it supported by a dark mahogany board base, with soft blood red satin comforter with matching sheets underneath and large bundle of black pillows, he couldn't help but feel he was in one of Lucy's cheesy romance novels. The walls were painted black with dome lights clinging to its smooth surface, no windows, floor made of hardwood flooring, a dark polished table on each side of the bed, a matching wardrobe to Natsu's right and there were two doors on different sides of the room.

One, Natsu assumed was the only way in or out, while the other- The other had to be the bathroom, right?

"Hmm," mused a familiar voice. A voice that made anger and a small amount of fear flare up deep inside Natsu's gut. "Nah. Doesn't sound fun."

Natsu's eyes narrowed dangerously as he stared hard and angrily at the man's back. The man seemed to have removed his shirt at some point during the time Natsu was out cold, exposing his bare back to the pinkette. Now that he could see him a bit better, the man had the body of a body builder that would make any woman fawn and drool over, with sun kissed skin, his hair now released from its small ponytail.

"Mmph? MM!" Natsu cried through his gag, successfully gaining the bastard's attention.

The man turned to look over his shoulder, cigarette hung loosely from his mouth and dark eyes wide with mild surprise before a dark smile painted itself across his face. Natsu shrunk a little under that gaze. Something about that smile made the pinkette feel extremely small.

"Oh. You're awake." He mused, a hint of mocking in his tone, removing the cigarette from his mouth. Natsu hissed. How dare he use that tone! And use HIS fucking phone! "I was wondering when you would wake up."

"NATSU!"

Natsu blinked. Was that-

"Such perfect timing too-" Natsu was shaken from his thoughts as the man began to move up closer to him. Natsu began scooting back as far back as possible before his leg slipped and he fell onto his back. "See, your 'boyfriend' and I were just getting ourselves 'reaqquiented' with each other."

Natsu paused in his movements, staring hard into this man's eyes. "Mmha?"

He snapped out of his trace the minute the man a move closer to him, causing Natsu squirm and wriggle his way away from to avail. His face matched his hair as his unknown kidnapper was now, on top of him, pinning him and giving the pink haired boy a look that reminded the pinkette of a predator sizing up its prey's weakest link. Natsu made another attempt to move out from under him as fear began to claw at his insides but it seemed all he could do was scream and yell profanities at the bastard that were silenced by the gag.

Fuck.

"NATSU!" He heard his boyfriend screaming from the other end. "STAY AWAY FROM HIM!"

"I don't think so," he licked his lips at the sight of the delicious meal laying before him as tears began to prick at the corner of Natsu's eyes. A muffled sob escaped his throat. "You should see him. He's just so tantalizing, delicious, all bound, gagged and at the complete mercy of the other..."

"Don't you dare touch him," Gray threatened in a low voice. The man smirked before dragging his tongue up one side of Natsu's neck and his face toward his eye earning him a shiver followed by another sob from the captive boy. "Touch him and I will find you and fucking kill you in the most brutal fashion I know."

"How about we make a little deal Fullbuster?"

Natsu gasped as he felt his hips being yanked toward his captor before he was flipped around, onto his knees, forced apart with his face pressed into the mattress and his ass high in the air for the bastard's viewing pleasure. He shuddered when a cold hand move its way up from his hips to the underside of his shirt, teasing and exploring, lazily tracing patterns into the warm skin until it reached one of his nipples and began to play and twist the nub of flesh. Natsu tried desperately not make a sound, not to give in, but it seemed that the fates would not allow his request as a breathy moan escaped past his lips.

"Deal?" Gray was sounding more and more angry by the minute. "I'm not making any deal. You're going to let Natsu go, or so help me God-"

"Now now hear me out first," he smirked as he reached to play with the other nipple. Natsu could feel his face turn a bright shade of red as he struggled to escape only to have his butt rub up against a familiar hard pressure. Tears were threatening to spill as the man smirked and ground his crotch into the pinkette's backside. Natsu knew fully good and well what that was. "Think of it like a game."

Natsu shut his eyes tightly. He didn't like the sound of that.

Neither did Gray. "A game?"

"Sure and you're more then welcome to invite others to join in with you," he removed his hand from Natsu's chest and the pinkette breathed a sigh of relief only to have that snatched from him when he felt two large hands gripping his hips and began slowly, ever so slowly, pulling his jeans down. Tears began to sting his eyes from being held back so long as another sob was wrenched from his throat. "I mean, by now, this tasty little morsel's brother would have surely found out that his kid brother's missing. Rumor has it that Sting Eucliffe, the proud boss of Sabertooth, isn't a really nice guy when it comes to the safety of this exotic dish."

Natsu could hear Gray's inner turmoil as he responded to the request. "Fine. We'll do it your way. What kind of game?"

"Think of it as 'Hide and Seek'," he answered as his finger lazily traced patterns in the rapidly exposed flesh before sliding down the crevice and circled the pinkette's opening, earning him a small whimper mixed with a sob as he roughly plunged his finger into the hot depths of the boy's ass. He sighed in absolute pleasure before he inserted a second finger with the same force. "I hide, you seek. And to make it a bit fair, I'll drop you few hints and clues and hell, even throw in a few calls. All you have to do is figure out where I'm at and come get me. If you win, I'll turn myself in, no questions asked and you get Natsu back. Safe and sound."

"And if I lose?"

Natsu didn't even want to think what would happen to him if Gray lost, he prayed to any and all deities listening above that Gray won't lose, that he would find him, save him and help him kill this bastard. He let out a pained gasp escape his throat as he felt a third finger enter his ass just as roughly as the two before it and they began their search for his special spot. He keened when it was found.

"I kill Natsu."

Natsu trembled, shutting his eyes tightly as he gave off a small whimper at the man's response to Gray's question. Would he really do that?

"You wouldn't-"

This had be a joke, a really bad joke, hell, a nightmare even. He was going to wake up any minute now safe and sound, back in bed nestled deep in the blankets, at home and his phone blaring at him from his bedside table because Gray was trying to reach him. He wanted to go home.

"Oh~ But I would." Natsu was brought back to reality as his eyes shot open and he moaned when his captor, soon to be rapist, began thrusting his fingers hitting his prostate. His rapist just smirked. "But then again, now that I'm looking at him, it would be such a waste... I guess we'll just have to wait and see won't we, huh, Fullbuster?"

Natsu didn't want to and neither did Gray. "Bastard."

"Hmm hm." Natsu winced when he felt the fingers being pulled from his ass harshly. He trembled when he felt a large hand lazily kneading and groping his ass. "You're first clue should arrive tonight. I heard your Boss's grandson, Laxus Dreyar, isn't too happy with you right now. I'm sure you'll be hearing all about the moment he arrives to your place tonight."

Laxus? Now Laxus was involved? First his brother, now a friend of his. Was this bastard trying to get his entire guild family to kill him? He hoped he was, they were like his family and like any noraml family, you threaten one of their own, they had no problem beating or killing you. But what got Natsu was how he knew Laxus was on his way home when Natsu himself last heard that Laxus and his long time boyfriend, Freed went on vacation to Galuna Island and wouldn't return until next week. Natsu tried to wriggle his way from this monster.

"How did-"

"I have my ways," Natsu froze when he felt those hands back on his bare hips pulling them back and the rest of his body into place and heard the sounds of a belt buckle coming undone followed by pants being unzipped. He shivered in what he could no longer deny was fear, as he peeked one eye over at him and whimpered when he felt that sick pervert's thick cock rest against his opening before two large hands took a hold of his ass cheeks and squished the mounds together, making them hug his cock tightly. A heavy weight was placed on his back before a lust-filled voice breathed into his ear. "Oh~ you poor poor little thing. Are you feeling neglected?"

Natsu attempted to shake his head for no with poor results.

"DON'T TOUCH MY BOYFRIEND!"

"He was never yours, Fullbuster," he retorted darkly with a smirk as he rolled his hips against Natsu's backside. "Gods, you're beautiful- Let's see just how flexible you are-"

Natsu's eyes went wide.

No...

"He's- DON'T YOU-"

Click

Natsu knew that his fate was sealed the minute he heard that 'click', the sound that symbolized the end of the phone call. He could no longer hold back his tears as they began to flow into the bed in large torrents at the horrid feeling of a pulsing cock that wasn't Gray's moved up and down in the crevice of his ass. But nothing could have prepared the pinkette for the pain that was going to be dished out at him and for once, he was grateful for the cloth shoved in his mouth.

When he screamed, he screamed.

His scream, which he was pretty sure could have been heard all across Fiore, was muffled by his gag when he felt that horrid fleshy object inserted into his ass. It was nothing like how Gray did it, there was nothing slow or time consuming about it; it was thrusted all the way in in one swift snap of the hips and no form of lubricant, making him feel as though he was being ripped in half from the inside out, and a small trickle of warm fluid he felt traveling down one of his thighs and soaking the edge of his jeans alerted him to the fact that something was torn and he was probably bleeding.

"Gods you're fucking tight."

The tears could not be stopped and neither could Natsu's feelings of utter disgust and self loathing for being so weak. His rapist, on the other hand, began grunting and thrusting, grabbing a hold of his bound arms yanking his upper body up and helping stay in place, allowing his to plunge deeper and deeper into the pinkette's body, finally succeeding in finding his sweet spot and began brutally abusing it. What humiliated Natsu even more was that his body betrayed him and was responding positively to all this; that and the bastard decided to reach around and started pumping his member, earning him a cry from the pink haired boy.

It seemed to last almost close to eternity to the pinkette before the still nameless man moaned a sigh of relief mixed with pleasure when after one hard thrust, he poured his seed into his unwilling partner. Natsu was unable to stop the tears or the sobs as he came, crying out, into the man's hand and watched with utter disgust as the man pulled his hand away, eyes never leaving Natsu's as he licked his hand clean of the boy's essence. But it eased the pinkette in knowing that it was over and he could relax and begin piecing together what dignity he had left only to have that feeling snatched from him he felt the bastard's cock rip itself from his ass, causing him to wince in pain before being thrown violently onto his back with man leering over him with a switchblade.

"Oh~ You honestly didn't think I was done yet did you?"

Natsu paled as he felt the blade saw through his shirt from the top of his collar down.

"Since you and I are going to spend quite a long time with each other," he smirked. "It seems unfair that I know you and I never even told you my name."

Natsu shook his head. He didn't want to know the name of his rapist.

"It's Jeremy."

Night had fallen by the time Lyon and Juvia made their way to Gray's house. Lyon was convinced that someone, somewhere, was out to get him. After their train was delayed for almost four hours a few hundred feet away from the train station due to some impatient asshole wanting to beat the train crossing and beat the actual train with poor results, thus ending with a crime scene. He then had to deal with a perverted taxi driver groping Juvia that resulted in Lyon finally snapping and forcing the bastard to pull over by gun point before mercilessly beat him making them to decide in the end, to walk to Gray's.

They reached the driveway and were slightly surprised with the sights that awaited the couple. One of them was the front door that was completely torn off its hinges, leaving only less then half of the door on its frame swinging weakly on a non existent breeze, while rest was kicked to one side and the hallway was slightly swept up. The second was the rest of the house, starting with the living room was a disaster but a much more milder one, what with papers, books and pictures pushed to one side, lamps moved in different locations turning it into crime lab central. But what immediately caught the silver haired man's attention was the message written in blood that had two of its words smeared;

He was never yours to begin with, Fullbuster

Lyon furrowed his brows and narrowed his eyes as he stared hard at the message just as Juvia wrapped her trembling arms round his waist and buried her face into the back of his neck uttering a small sob. What the hell did that mean?

"LYON!"

He blinked, features softening as he found himself face to face with as well as an arm full of a teary eyed blonde beauty named Lucy Heartfilia. He stumbled back slightly from the impact of her body thrown against his.

"Ah-! Lucy!"

"I'm really glad you're here." Lucy said through her tears.

"Really? That's a first..." He chuckled when he felt Juvia tense up. It was just so cute on how jealous she could get and even more so when it involved her 'love rival'. "So what happened?"

"Natsu was kidnapped," Loke explained, appearing in the doorway watching the scene in front of him with a blank expression. "While we were out."

"Yes, I got that much," Lyon sighed. He did know that he had eyes only for Juvia right? "But how and why did it happen?"

"We're not too sure on the details ourselves," Rogue said, stacking the papers and moving the books to one side.

"All we know is that the kidnapper had some previous relationship with Gray and or Natsu. Although, Gray can't remember when or who," Gajeel explained, looking up from the computer screen. "From what we got from his phone call, is that he wants to play a twisted game with Natsu's life as the prize."

"What does this man want with Natsu?" Lyon asked, eyes wide. "Other then play this sick game?"

"From what he hinted and from the message he wrote on the wall; Revenge," Gajeel replied, he turned his red eyes back to the wall. "And probably a little physical rewarding... If you catch my drift."

"Have you tried tracing the phone he called from?"

"We did," Rogue sighed. "But he blocked. He's a lot cleverer then we gave him credit for."

"I see. Where's Gray?" Lyon asked, scanning the house just realizing that his 'brother' wasn't amongst the group.

"He's outside," Sting answered, nodding his head to the sliding glass door in the kitchen. "Fucking stripper."

Lyon didn't respond as he gently moved Lucy off of him and placed her with Juvia. He didn't quite understand the hostility Sting seemed to display toward Gray, but he supposed that was a natural thing for a big brother to do, when your younger brother was dating a guy, who acted and looked laid back and had a habit of stripping regardless of where and who he was with. Lyon was pretty sure he would have done the exact same thing. But if that was the case, then why did Sting show Lyon, the older brother of Gray who had similar traits, hospitality and respect even when both Gray and Natsu weren't with them?

He'd probably would be long since dead before he could figure out the answer.

"Lyon... Go to Gray," Levy whispered. "He won't admit it, but he's not taking this well. Natsu's being held somewhere, scared and in so much pain and Gray's feeling there's nothing he can do until we get that clue and when Laxus shows up to kill him. He could really use his older brother."

"And don't worry about your boss," Sting smiled. "I already called her and told her that I'm having you helping my guild with something. She took it strangely well."

"Hmm, I can't possibly fathom why-"

Lyon moved down the hallway until he reached the glass door in the kitchen and slowly and as quietly as he could, opened the door so as to not alert the dark haired man sitting on a chair on top the patio to his presence. He had to hold back a snigger when he found that Gray was, while hunched forward, shoulders slumped, examining something in his hands, he was almost naked with the exception of his dark blue boxers. He didn't know why, but he found it extremely amusing when Gray stripped whether it be purposely or accidentally. He still remembered that day, when they were kids, one Winter's night, shopping with their foster mother, Ur, when Gray unconsciously stripped right then and there in front of a friend of their mother's, while she was talking to her.

Still fucking funny.

He blinked when Gray suddenly straightened up and with an angry sigh, he lifted his right arm and clasped in its grasp was a... Box? Lyon's eyes widen and without thinking, knowing exactly what that box was as he propelled himself forward and placed his hand on top of it and prevented any movement from the arm itself. Gray looked up, surprised at the sudden halted movement of his arm, eyes red and wide as he found himself staring into Lyon's eyes. Something finally clicked in Lyon's mind. That's right... Gray was finally going to do it.

"Lyon...?"

"Don't..." Lyon's grip on both the box and hand tightened, eyes squeezed shut. "Don't."

"Lyon let go."

"No."

"Let go."

"No."

"I SAID LET GO!"

"I WON'T!" Lyon roared, his grip tightened before taking a deep breath and staring into those guilt-ridden dark eyes. "You can't just give up."

"Who the hell said I was giving up?" Gray demanded, wrenching his arm out of Lyon's grasp. He stood up at full height, facing Lyon. "And who the fuck asked YOU?!"

"It doesn't matter." Lyon retorted, face barely an inch from Gray's. "The point is, you're giving up. And it hasn't even been 12 hours!"

"I haven't given up!"

"Then what the hell are you doing out here?" Lyon demanded. "Wallowing in self-pity, like the worse has already happened."

"You- You don't understand!" Gray yelled.

"Then enlighten me!" Lyon yelled back. "What is it that I don't understand?! All I got was that Natsu was kidnapped by some guy, the same guy's out for your blood clearly, and you're just sitting on your ass, leaving the kid to die! What the hell do I not understand?!"

Gray didn't answer. He shot his older brother a glare that was a blend of nearly every emotion known to human before he raised a fist ready to punch the silver haired man. But he couldn't, he just couldn't as harsh sobs broke out from the cool headed and laid back man as Lyon raised an eyebrow at the scene.

"I- I-" Gray fell to his knees, hanging his head as he held a small little box close to his heart. "It's hurts..."

"What hurts?" Lyon asked, lowering himself to one knee, guilt eating at him slightly. "Tell me, what hurts."

"Sting was right," Gray whispered, ignoring him. "I did this. I did bring nothing but trouble. It's all my fault. Natsu truly deserved better."

"Now now, let's not jump to conclusions just yet," Lyon said, holding his hands up, completely thrown off by Gray's words. This was not what he had in mind. "You didn't mean to. Accidents happen, you and I both know that. Sting should know that-"

Gray didn't seem to hear him. "I w-was finally going to ask him- I was going to finally ask after 6 long years-"

"Ask him?" Lyon blinked. "Ask him what?"

"But I might end up burying him instead."

Gray brought his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and burying his face into them. The box fell out of his hand and clattered onto the cement, Lyon watching it before he decided to reach out for it and slowly rotated in his hand before he opened. Lyon didn't think it was possible for him to feel this much pity and understanding in his entire life.

It was a wedding ring.

The most beautiful wedding ring he had ever seen, that while the ring itself was a simple polished silver it had a deep red ruby set in its middle with four small topaz on each side.

"Oh Gray," Lyon sighed, closing the lid and looking at his brother with a mixture of sadness and pity as he clutched the small box to his chest.

"It's not fair."

"No, it's not."

Lyon gathered the distraught man into his arms for a hug, resting his head against Gray's own. He felt Gray stiffen in his arms and try to escape with poor results from the comforting embrace. It just felt really odd for the dark haired man, coming from an older brother who was anything but comforting, if anything, Gray preferred his arrogant and superior attitude right now amongst other things.

"What are you-"

"Hush."

"Let go."

"No."

"Let go... Please."

"No."

"Lyon..."

"Shush."

Gray growled as Lyon's grip tightened preventing him from moving, so Gray did the only thing he could do, that he was pretty sure would follow him till death came knocking, and leaned against Lyon's chest. Although, he had to admit and never will admit in his lifetime, he did feel a little better and his head did clear a little.

"We'll get him back."

"Huh?" Gray blinked, craning his head to look up at him.

"We're getting Natsu back," Lyon repeated, pressing the ring box back into Gray's hands. "Alive. We'll catch this guy and we'll make him pay. My word, as your older brother."

BAM

Both men nearly jumped out of their skins at the sound of what sounded like someone punching a huge hole in the wall. Both men looked over Lyon's shoulder to the source of the sound just as an angry voice followed by a soft reasoning voice and voices ranging from panicked to meh of the rest of the group entered the air.

"FULLBUSTER! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?! COME OUT HERE AND FACE ME!"

"Please Laxus, let's be reasonable-"

"NO!"

"Then can you-"

"LOOK FREED! I'M PISSED OFF THAT THE ONE PERSON WHO FUCKING RISKS HIS LIFE AND SAVED OURS IS GOING TO DIE AND THERE DOESN'T SEEM TO BE ANYONE WHO GIVES A SHIT!"

"Yes but-"

"THERE'S NO ONE TO SAVE HIM! THERE IS NEVER ANYONE TO RISK THEIR LIFE FOR HIM!"

"But yelling-"

"YELLING MAKES ME HAPPY!"

"Hey Laxus."

"Oh my."

"Nice seeing you too Rockstar."

"STUFF IT! WHERE IS HE?!"

Lyon and Gray exchanged a look that spoke a lot more then words would allow. Gray turned to face his backyard once more as he shrunk a little in Lyon's arms, all blood seem to have stopped cold in his veins. Oh~ How he wished the earth could just swallow him up right here, right now. Or if Gajeel just only allowed Sting to kill him in the first place.

That was also preferable.

"Perhaps we should prevent you from being killed first," Lyon hummed before he looked to Gray. "So that we can catch this man and then save Natsu."

"I'm soo screwed."

Lyon chuckled as he lifted himself up off the patio, pulling Gray along with him, who offered to little to no resistance.

"Let's just get it over with."

"Yeah..." Gray mumbled. "Let's get it over with."

"Well, let's look on the bright side..."

"There's a bright side?"

"At least it's not that Erza woman. I hear she's far worse then any form of death imaginable..."

"Not... Helping..."

Lyon chuckled. He and Gray slowly made their way back to the sliding glass door, halting briefly in front of the colorless door to allow Gray a chance to steel himself up for whatever Laxus could possibly throw at him as Lyon reached out and began to open the door. The two men then walked inside to face the hell that was to be unleashed upon the younger of the two, completely and utterly unaware that Sting was standing outside with them the entire time, in the shadows and overheard everything. Leaving the blonde with his thoughts.

The minute Gray entered the house was the minute a new level of hell was unleashed upon him. And boy howdy was it unleashed.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!"

Then came the fist to the face.

Gray was sent reeling into a nearby wall in the kitchen, knocking over pots, pans and anything else that happened to be near his impact radius. Gray fingered his soon to be bruising cheek before he gained enough courage to look up at the man who's fist was still held out in front of him. Laxus stood over Gray, his shadow covering him as Freed attempted to bring and pull him away from the raven haired man.

Laxus was the tall muscular young man with orange eyes. His hair is slicked back, its numerous spiky strands pointing backwards, though some of it fell down onto and covering his forehead. He has a distinctive lightning bolt-shaped scar on his right eye, he sports dark lines circling his eyes which only made him more intimidating if the air around didn't hint at that right at this moment. Laxus is almost always seen wearing his headphones but that wasn't the case today as they hung limp around his neck, in his other hand, papers were crushed between his fingers.

"You bastard," Laxus breathed heavily as though he just ran a marathon. "How dare you-"

"Laxus! Enough!" Freed pleaded, clawing desperately at the fist still out in the air. "Please! At least let him explain!"

Freed was slimmer then the man he was trying to reason with, with waist-length light-green hair; his bangs were brushed to one side, covering the majority of the right side of his face, as well as a pair of thin strands jutting out backwards from the sides of his head, making him appear more feminine if that was possible. His eyes were greenish blue that were filled with pity, fear and desperation; beneath the left one was a small beauty mark. Laxus looked to his boyfriend briefly before he turned back to Gray, stepping back slightly.

"Fine," he growled. "Let's hear it, Fullbuster. Why did Natsu, the kid I thought you loved more then anything else, get captured and probably killed? And under YOUR watch?"

"I don't know," Gray answered, steadily rising to his feet. "What I do know is that our past has come to haunt me."

"Our past?" Freed asked.

"This person clearly knows me, Natsu, all of us," Gray explained, wiping the blood from his mouth. "He knew that you two were coming, he knew of Sting and he knew I wasn't going to be home- It has to be someone from an assignment I did ways back. Someone who survived or escaped. Someone that wants back at me and by using Natsu against me."

"But why did he take your truck?" Cana asked. "That makes no sense. At least in his grand scheme of things."

"No, it doesn't," Gray agreed. "But right now, the truck's the least of my problems..."

"Oh right-" Laxus smirked, folding his arms across his chest. "Sting. Once he, Erza or Hayden get wind of this, you're screwed."

"Sting already knows," Rogue sighed, placing a stack of magazines in the hallway. "And we can safetly say he wasn't happy about it. If Gajeel had shown up like he had, I'm sure Sting would have indeed killed Gray."

"Rogue?" Freed blinked. "What are you doing here?"

"Same reason you are." Rogue answered.

"If you're here-" Laxus paused. "Then where the hell is Sting?"

"He went outside," Lucy said, leaning against Loke. "Said he needed 'fresh air'."

"Hmph," Laxus turned back to Gray. "That reminds me, after I sent you that text message, I got one from Natsu."

He held out his phone to Gray, who took into his hands gingerly.

"I'm gonna go out on a hunch here and assume it wasn't Natsu who sent it to me."

Gray carefully unlocked Laxus' phone and found that it was already at in the text messages, he furrowed his eyebrows as read the one that was sent from Natsu's phone. What the hell did it mean? It was nothing more then an address that Gray recognized to be found from a little town known as Hargeon just near the ports of Akane beach before being followed by another message.

It was almost as scary as the last one;

His eyes are the prettiest

Yes.

I changed the antagonist's name. But in my defense, it was awfully close to Jerome from the Avatar arc.

And I didn't want that.