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xxhoratioxx · 2 years

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༺Piss Kink NALU smut fanfic༻

Series: Fairytail

Pairing: Natsu and Lucy

Word Count: 806

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After a long, tiresome, day of work, Lucy finally arrives home. She collapsed at work out of exhaustion forcing Gray to carry her in his arms. Gray opens the front door and sees Natsu sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for Lucy. Natsu makes eye contact with Gray and starts heading towards him.

“What happened to her?” Natsu snarls at Gray in hatred. Natsu wasn’t a particularly jealous person but this made his blood boil, he blamed himself for not being there for her but he would never let Gray know that. Gray lets go of Lucy and places her in Natsu’s arms. “She used up all her magic on the job,” Gray replies.

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Lucy wakes up, submerged in warm water. She feels Natsu’s hands grazing her back, rinsing off the soap that he previously spread. After fighting countless monsters, it isn’t much of a surprise that Lucy's legs can barely hold her up, they shake, threatening to drop Lucy's body any second.

Oddly, Lucy felt comfortable because she knew that Natsu was there for her. He holds Lucy's hand and helps her clean every crevice of her body, making sure she’s as relaxed as possible. He's so caring, Lucy thought to herself. However she can’t help but feel embarrassed to tell him that she needs to pee..

She feels Natsu’s hands gliding up from her waist all the way to her breasts. Normally she would have slapped his hands away, however she barely found the strength to think and process what was happening. He trails his hands further up her breasts, until he reaches her nipple. He proceeds to slide his hands outward, until all that touches them is his thumbs.

“‘Natsu…” Lucy mumbled under her breath, Lucy’s arms wrapped around his shoulders while he was almost done cleaning her up.

“Yes?” he asks, suddenly driving his attention to Lucy’s eyes, simultaneously making Lucy feel more embarrassed about what she was about to ask.

“Lucy?” he asks again, hoping to get an answer out of Lucy's flustered state.

“I…have to pee,” she says quietly.

He heard Lucy, he wanted her to repeat herself, for his own satisfaction.

“Hm?” he leaned his head down, looking for a response.

“Can we get out of the shower? I…I really need to pee'' Lucy says with innocence in her eyes.

Suddenly, Natsu gets the urge to rip that innocent look off her face. He wanted to corrupt Lucy, tainting her with his needs.

“Aww, the little girl can’t hold it in?” he taunts, his lips forming a fake pout.

Lucy frowns at his response.

With a serious expression he says “do it here.”

“What? No, I don't wanna…” Lucy says as she tries to avoid eye contact to keep the humiliating tears from swelling in her eyes.

“I don't think you get to decide that, sweetie,” he replies with a sinister smirk on his face.

At this point, Lucy began to wonder if she should fight back. The urge to pee is growing stronger, making Lucy clench. Soon enough the need to pee is so unbearable that she takes her finger and inserts into her urethra, hoping she could plug her hole until he lets her out of the shower.

Natsu notices what she was doing, he is a man of his word, he had no intention of letting her use the toilet.

He takes action by turning Lucy around and spreads her legs, holding her up with ease. He sits her down on the edge of the bathtub, kneeling between her open legs with excitement.

“Natsu! No..I..don’t wanna-!” he shushed Lucy.

“Do it, just do it for me baby” he says in a firm tone, and even if Lucy didn’t want to, she felt like she was going to release any second now.

“Be a good girl for me” he says with a grin slowly appearing across his face.

“Nuh-uh” Lucy refuses to do it but lets out a small moan as holding in her pee begins to feel good. He wouldn’t take no for an answer. He pushes his hands on Lucy’s bladder, prompting the steady stream of piss to squirt from her trembling hole.

“Mmm..N..n..Natsu! don’t look!” She moans out.

“Aww, but you look so pretty when you’re all red,” He said, staring at her little hole releasing.

“My little piss baby..” he says as Lucy covers her face with shame, too embarrassed to even look him in the eyes. While Lucy's face grows hot under her palms, she can tell he’s enjoying it, the smirk on his face speaks more than his words, but what could he be getting from seeing her pee?

The satisfaction of knowing that he’d been the only one to see her like this and know that he’s ruined Lucy, that he’s corrupted Lucy and successfully humiliated her makes him horny.

#fairytail #lucyheartfilia #natsudragneel #nalu #lemon #nalufanfic #fairytailfanfic #lucyheartfiliafanfic #natsufanfic #nalu lemon

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pokeprism14 · 3 years

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Mischief in the making

#Journey of a Light Mage #Journeyofalightmage #PokePrism14 #prism #bickslow #Bixlow #freed justine #Evergreen #Rachel Medallia #thunderlegion #thunder god tribe #fairytail #fairytail fanfiction #fairytailfanfic #fairytail fanart

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itsakurachii · 3 years

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goldenuss · 4 years

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Storage Room

Pairing ↬ Laxus x Mirajane

“Hahaha”

Laxus laughed as he banged Natsus head against the table.

“Laxus stop that!” He turned his head only to see a familiar woman standing next to him. Mirajane.

“This guy had it coming, he was being annoying.” Laxus smirked as he let go of Natsus hair.

“Well that doesn’t give you the right to hurt him like that! The storage room, now. I need to speak with you” As she said that, she started to walk towards the storage room, Laxus closely following her.

When they entered, Laxus quickly grabbed her waist, pulled her close and started kissing her. God he loved kissing her. It gave him a rush just like what his missions gave him.

The kiss ended before he wanted to. With her hands, Mirajane pushed him away.

“Laxus! This is not what I dragged you inn here for. I was just going to talk about dinner tonight. I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to make it.”

“Doesn’t matter, I didn’t want to go anyway.” This being said, he kissed a trail along her neck and started to push her further into the room.

“Wait, no. I’m not doing it in here again after what happened last time.”

“It won’t happen again.”

“You can’t promise that.” Mirajanes voice was just a low murmur now. “Come by later, when Elfman and Lisanna are asleep, I´ll make it up to you, I promise.” With that being said, Mirajane started to walk towards the door, but Laxus took her wrist and kissed her one last time. They completely lost themselves in the kiss. Tongues entwining, and electricity flowing.

A loud bang from the guildhall forced them back to reality. Mirajane looked at him again before turning to the door.

“See you tonight.”

“Yeah, bye”

#LaxusxMirajane #laxus x mirajane #fairtail #fairy tail #laxusxmirajanefanfic #fanfiction #fairytailfanfic #fairytailfanfiction #Miraxus

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crazyzaika · 4 years

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Prophecy Unguided - Chapter 3

Sooo, it took a long time. I'm really sorry about that, but that's how it is when you have a writer's block. In itself I know where to go and I have already finished writing some scenes. I hope, however, that you will still be happy about this chapter.

And don't worry, this story will definitely end, no matter how long it takes. And for everyone who was looking forward to Jerza, here you definitely get Jerza

Greets Z <3

Chapter 3

Thousands of colourful ribbons decorated the garlands and columns on the large square covered with marble slabs. The corridor between the stone benches was festively decorated with flowers, music filled the warm air and the humming of the conversations and the chirping of the birds of the forest around the temple complex were still audible despite the music. The high witch priestess stood together with the bridesmaids and the witnesses under a magic canopy. Flowers formed a magical dome, butterflies fluttered from blossom to blossom, bees and bumble bees also tumbled around and literally played through the numerous blossoms.

Erza was nervous. And at the same time she was incredibly looking forward to this day. Her day. Finally they would connect, tie the bond of souls, start a family. She stepped out of the shade of the temple building into the sunlight onto the large festival square. The music changed and the conversations of the guests stopped. A tremble ran through her hands, but she closed her eyes for a moment, breathed in deeply. Her shoulders relaxed, she rolled them and the broad radiance on her features grew even wider. Her heartbeat began to race, accelerating with every step she took. Since her parents had fallen more than 200 years ago in the last great battle against the dark god Hades, she would walk this walk to the altar alone. And as much as it hurt her that her two circle sisters Levy and Lucy weren't here, she was happy that they finally held this ceremony. She had so longed for it. Jellal had always been hesitant, uncertain. He had already done many bad things in his life and it had taken her a lot of time and effort to take the old guilt from him. She walked safely along the long corridor decorated with flowers, birds escorting her, flying behind her and carrying the delicate veil of lace.

Her gaze glided over her mate. Her big love. He wore a floor-length white robe whose hem was embroidered with golden, blue and red tendrils, flowers and trees. His fingertips were dyed red, while hers had been dyed blue. Love shimmered in his dark soul mirrors and she stepped beside him, grabbing her dress so as not to stumble over the small stone step. Jellal took her hands as they stood in front of each other. The music finally fell silent and silence lay over the present witch society. Erza and looked up radiantly at Jellal, who returned the broad smile on her face. Then they looked at the high witch priestess who would marry them. She looked at them and waited patiently until she had her attention. She wore a black, floor-length robe, the hem of which was embroidered with countless silver tendrils. The wide trumpet sleeves reached down to the floor. Her skin shimmered golden and radiated pure magic. The white-blond hair and the bright turquoise irides also shimmered with magic.

"We have gathered here today to unite these two witch children, these two soul mates in the holy covenant of soul bonding before the ancient gods. If anyone knows a reason why these two should not be bound to each other, let them speak now, or be silent forever," she began. She held a thick book in her hands, but never looked down on the pages. Silence was spreading over the guests. No one raised any objections and the priestess nodded.

"Well then, since no one wants to separate these two, we'll start with -"

"HELP! HELP! HELP US," an elemental spirit rushed to the square and interrupted the priestess words. Erza's head whirled around, her eyes directed at the spirit that was disturbing the ceremony. Anger was boiling in her. How dare it be? Whispering rose among the guests. But when she saw which elemental spirit had just burst into the bonding ceremony and in what condition it was, she became ice-cold. A tremor ran through her body. A weakly shimmering fox stood trembling and with bleeding fur on the square. Golden and red blood dripped onto the marble plates and the smell of dark, impure magic, death, smoke and burnt flesh rose from his fur. The beast's eyes were wide open in panic and fear. This elemental spirit belonged to the northern temple. The temple where Lucy and Levy lived and practiced. She rushed, without hesitation, to the Elemental Spirit, feeling tears rising in her eyes. Fear crept up in her as she passed the meters to the trembling creature in seconds. With trembling hands, she sat down next to him on the floor, began to weave spells, channel her magic, and stroked through the bloody fur. Wordlessly, she cast healing spells. She was more versed in offensive magic and less in healing magic, so it took her a while and she needed more magic to heal his wounds.

"What Happened", Jellal knelt beside her on the ground, drawing healing runes in the air to support her. The fox sniffed, tears formed in his golden eyes, dripping on the stone floor.

"They ... gods have attacked us," he whimpered and you could see the fear in him. It surrounded him in a slightly black glimmer. Fearful and confused scraps of words penetrated Erza's ears and she felt her throat closing. Her heart beat anxiously against her ribs. If these assholes had done anything to their sisters!

"And then what? How many dead, wounded?" asked Jellal and Erza pressed her lips tightly together. She tried to soothe the spirit by stroking its fur, but her hands trembled even more than before.

"I ... Half of the witches in the temple are dead, the other half kidnapped," he said and his ears sank even deeper. Erza flinched sharply and a deep rumble rolled up Jellal's throat. He knew exactly what that meant and she could feel his magic boil up furiously inside him.

"Please tell me ... Levy and Lucy ... they are ...", her voice failed and the heart beat her painfully fast against the ribs. Fear clasped her heart, her soul, her magic. The elemental spirit leaned against Erza.

"They were alive, they were kidnapped and since Mistress Lucy had just finished meditating, she could not defend herself properly," he said and lowered the gaze shamefully to the floor. Erza understood why. Her fingers dug into his fur and she leaned her forehead against his.

"Shhh. It's not your fault. You rushed here knowing that you would get help here," she said and swallowed easily. A whimpering escaped the creature before it began to cry. Erza felt the fear in her release and was replaced by anger. Anger at the damage done to her family in the north, anger at the injury to this beautiful creature, and anger at the interruption of her marriage ceremony. This also explained why Lucy and Levy hadn't arrived yet. She carefully detached herself from the fox, rose. Her hands clenched to fists. Her gaze glided over the witches and sorcerers present. Silence lay over the company. There were about 500 war witches here. Erza whirled around and marched with rapid steps to the pedestal, where they had stood just a few minutes ago and actually wanted to be connected in love. Magic enveloped her and the floor-length white dress slowly disintegrated. The sweeping wide skirt disappeared. Erza summoned up her armor. A silver armour, which covered almost her entire body, offered ultimate protection, but was as light as a feather due to the numerous spells in the metal.

"My brothers and sisters! Again gods have dared to attack ours! So far we have always remained silent, either because we were too late or because they were outnumbered. But this time they have gone too far! They have Lucy from the house Heartfilia! They have stolen our blessed ones, our chosen ones! They have killed sisters and brothers in the north," she called and with every word the aura of her power continued to grow. The other warriors present rose and magic unfolded. Little by little they summoned up their war armour and rage filled the air. Jellal had also exchanged his festive robe for a deep black armour. Anger and murder were clearly written on his face.

" THEY SHOULD EXPERIENCE WHAT IT MEANS, TO MESS WITH THE PEOPLE OF THE WITCHES," she yelled, pulling out her sword from the scabbard. The air was filled with approving shouts and the sound of war horns. The ground vibrated under the thundering roar of the horns.

"THONA WHAHAR," she shouted and her call to war was answered by hundreds of voices.

Birds rose from the trees in shock. Erza set herself in motion, Jellal at her side. The witches of the south would go to war!

Lucy leaned against the stone balustrade. Her gaze glided over the wide inner courtyard, over the roughly hewn walls. The roar of low voices as well as the clang from colliding metals. The men of the southern dragon clan trained together. Either directly in close combat, or with weapons and light armour. Wind came up and despite the fact that it was a warm climate in which the dragons lived, cold shivers crept over her skin.

She was now at her dragon's castle for a good three days. Wind plucked her hair and her fingers cramped as she thought of Natsu. Her heartbeat accelerated and she bit her lower lip. Lucy felt her flaming redness creeping into her cheeks. She would lie if she said she didn't find him attractive. Quite the contrary. His nature, his smell, his warmth, these beautiful eyes. Everything attracted her magically. And yet she could not give in to him. Lost in thought she touched her lips and closed her eyes. Heat crept through her body like liquid lava. She sensed how heat clenched in her stomach, felt how everything in her seemed to contract. Feel the treacherous tingling between her thighs.

She swallowed slightly and bit her lower lip, shaking her head as she remembered her mate's hunger and longing for her. She knew perfectly well that dragons were very possessive, caring lovers. But she also knew what her mission was. Lucy wasn't stupid, she knew that Natsu would die if she gave in to him. If she would let her enter into the bond of souls with him. Only very few survived the death of their bonded soul mate. Her father had not recovered from her mother's death and had died of a broken heart. She did not want that for Natsu. And she wanted to spare herself the illusion of a love she was not allowed to have. Even if she longed to get closer to him. Her heart hurt at the thought and she could feel the whimpering of her soul. Lucy took a trembling breath and she felt the treacherous burning of unweeping tears in her eyes.

"Are you feeling all right?" A deep voice penetrated her ears and she jerked up, looking to the side. Ignia stood in the corridor, looking at her with a frowned forehead. Like most of the people here, he wore the typical clothes of the country. Pluder pants, fur-trimmed belts. Natsu often wore a vest, which was open. Ignia simply left that out. Countless magical tattoos adorned his skin. She lowered her eyes again to the warriors in the inner courtyard.

"It's all right," she said. She would certainly not cry in front of another dragon. She didn't even cry in front of Natsu.

"Well ... I smell that you're about to cry," Natsus's older brother grumbled and she stiffend convulsively. She somehow didn't like him. There was something intimidating about him and it always seemed like he was treating her like a little child. Or don't take her very seriously. She didn't know why. Silence spread between the two of them. Under no circumstances would she answer him to his last words.

"Do you still want anything from me, Prince Ignia? Or are you just here to make me feel tiny small?" she asked after a while when she couldn't stand this mood. The silence between them was oppressive, heavy. The smell of hot spices and smoke hung in the air. A smell that clearly came from Natsu's brother. She forced herself to look at him and stared with narrowed eyes at this dragon, which towered over her by a good two heads. Which was no wonder. All the dragons loosely towered over her by at least one head. Natsu was no exception. Even Ignias mate was no exception. Even if the slender, beautiful dragon only exceeded her by half a head.

His deep red soul mirrors lay on her and his eyes narrowed as a threatening growl rolled up his throat. His gaze became gloomy, the air between them seemed to charge with magic. Lucy became even more tense, but she didn't step back from him. He was about to say something, as two narrow arms snaked around his shoulders and two long, slender legs around his waist.

"Igy-chan, my darling", Miyuki, Ignias mate had apparently sneaked up on him again and jumped at him from behind. Lucy had already seen that several times that the dragoness liked to do such a thing. She had braided the long pastel pink hair to several narrow braids and finally tied them together to a high pony. Golden pearls and metal rings shimmered in the sunlight. The ruby red eyes shimmered full of love for Ignia. Lucy's lips twitched slightly as she suppressed the laughter that threatened to roll over her lips.

"What is it, woman?" he asked and his features became a little less threatening. It was always amazing how Miyuki worked on Ignia, or generally how a mate worked on her dragon. Because the dragon warriors here were rough, brutal. If you couldn't avoid them fast enough, you would get hurt. But in the face of their own mate, raging dragon warriors became tender, gentle lambs.

"You know you shouldn't get on Lucy's back. Leave her alone or you will sleep on the floor. Or in the barn by the horses, choose it", Miyuki seemed strict while she looked at her husband and Ignia sighed annoyed, put his head to his neck.

"My goodness, you're all annoying. Women," he growled and Miyuki laughed quietly. And then Lucy felt it. A wave of magic rolled through the land. Her eyes widened and her head jerked in the direction of the source. Her heartbeat speeded up, agitation and restlessness filled her senses. The narrow brows contracted. Could that be? Her breathing accelerated, cold shivers crept over her skin. She closed her eyes and concentrated, blinding the squabbling couple next to her out. She hummed a tone, laid her palms flat on the stone of the balustrade and sucked the air around her deep into her lungs. Magic flared up and she checked every presence within a 10 kilometre radius. Sweat beads stepped on her forehead and for a moment she was confused. She knew the people approaching them.

However, she also knew the kind of beings they were riding on. And they had only been bred for war purposes. Her eyes widdend in panic and Lucy stared in that direction. She swallowed. Erza was approaching. She loved her witch sister, but why was she prepared for war? She bit her lower lip and her gaze glided over the training warriors, over the servants doing their job, over a group of children playing with dogs and cats. She didn't know why Erza was moving equipped to war here, because the time had not yet come. But she knew one thing, if she came here with war intentions, then even the strong dragons would not be able to defend themselves against her. She had felt the anger of Erzas.

"Damned, dirty shit ...", she interrupted herself and anger flared up in her. She could not allow anything to happen to these people here and summoned up a light armour.

"Woa what ...", Ignia and Miyuki seemed startled by her sudden action. Lucy cast a floating spell and rose into the air, flew over to the outermost castle wall. Her heart was beating up to her neck. She knew that she was stronger in herself than Erza but in a long run? She stretched her arms to the side and activated a spell that she had woven into the walls while here. A protective barrier that would stop every spell, every curse. Magic filled the air, she felt how the dragons in the inner courtyard had stopped fighting and looked at her. Magic symbols filled the air and the magic of the barrier made it shimmer golden, forming a truly glowing dome over the castle. Wind came up and swirled her long hair. She could already see the army of the southern temple. And then the thundering roar of Erzas behemoth filled the air. The earth trembled, she heard the fearful screams of the children, the panic screams of the horses in the stables. Warriors rushed to the castle wall, armed, ready to fight.

"Who is that, Lucy?" Natsu's voice reached her ears, but she didn't look at him.

"This is Erza from the house of Belserion," she said. Her witch sister's army was now a good half a kilometre outside the gates of the Dragon Castle. With Erza at her head. She could feel the hatred and anger of the other witches and swallowed lightly. Her sister in spirit sat on a behemoth. A mighty creature that exceeded the 30 meter high castle wall by another 20 meters. It had a thick, hard shell of black scales. Sharp claws, which she estimated to be about 5 meters long. Huge fangs shimmered in the sunlight. Erza stood on the head of her war animal. And although this monster had huge, long horns, she didn't drown in her armour. Two horns bent around behemoth's head to protect it, reaching up to his mouth. Four more protruded backward and bent backward in varying lengths.

"GIVE US OUR CHOSEN ONE BACK, YOUR DEFORMED LIZARDS," Erza yelled.

"What the hell ..." Natsu began and blinked. Lucy scrutinized him out of the corner of his eye. She could feel the dragons around her getting angry at this insult. Dragons were proud persons. Warning growls filled the air as the warriors pulled out their weapons. She had no choice but to act.

"ERZA YOU STUPID TOAD! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?" Lucy yelled back and silence sank over the impending battle. She floated a little higher, put her hands on her hips and looked at her witch sister.

"Lucy", Erza was confused, you could see her when she recognized her beloved witch sister.

"WHAT THE FUCK? DID ALL OF YOU GONE INSANE, OR WHAT?" Lucy yelled angrily. She summoned up a little ball of light and threw it to the bewildered Erza's head. Which didn't even fight back, got the energy ball to her head and fell on her butt.

"But you ...", began the still very confused Erza.

"WE HAVE AN ALLIANCE WITH THE DRAGONS, YOU STUPID IDIOTS! HOW DO YOU PLEASE COME TO THIS ABSOLUT IDIOTIC IDEA, TO MARCH HERE?" she shouted and her voice became louder and louder through magic.

Erza began "Uh...the gods have," but was immediately interrupted by Lucy.

"AH, THE GODS, YES? OFF YOU SADDLE YOUR IDIOTIC MORONS! EVERYONE, OR YOU LEARN TO KNOW ME FROM AN OTHER SIDE," Lucy screamed and magic pulsated around her. With astonishment all the dragon warriors watched as this small but impressive army of witches and magicians saddled off and how little children stared shamefaced on the ground while a raging Lucy floated in the air. Even the behemoth pressed himself to the ground. He had put his huge paws over his head and trembled slightly.

Natsu just watched the whole thing confused. He had clearly not expected that. Apart from the potential attack of the witches. Nobody had expected that either. But the fact that his mate, who was destined for him, just put the whole pack down and ended it with words was unbelievable. He felt his brother Zeref step beside him.

"And this is the one for you?" he asked quietly and Natsu nodded, looked to the side. His brother seemed amused and his mouth corners twitched slightly.

"Well then have fun, brother," he laughed and Natsu snorted slightly.

"Yes, thank you, asshole," he growled back. He was filled with admiration and awe as he watched Lucy fold the angry witches together. It was as if she was an angry mother who was scolding children's. That's what she looked like. An amused grin covered his lips.

#prophecyunguided #fairytailff #fairytailfanfic #fairytailfanfiction #fairytailau #nalu #naluff #gruvia #gruviaff #jerza #jerzaff #gajevy #gajevyff

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writernextdoorblog · 4 years

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A Day In My Life (A Fairytail Story) - Blog Article 2 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/AmwuyQAu75 Hi, my name is Erza Scarlet and I'm your typical student by day and blogger by night. I usually don't express myself that much that's why I decided to make a blog and well, tell you guys what I have been up to. I don't even know how many of you will read my blog but if you do, then hats off to you, and maybe if we can meet, I can treat you to some strawberry cake! ^_* [AU story of #Fairytail] [Characters are not mine] [Credit of pictures in any of the story/cover is to the owner]

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crookedmoonlight123 · 5 years

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The Rain Woman - Chapter 17 -The Last Raindrop

A/N: Thankyou for the reviews of last chapter and all the follows and favourites! This is it! The last one! Enjoy 😊

Beads of sweat descended off the icemages forehead, rolling down his cheeks and chin, dripping its salty solution onto the floor. His bare chest rising and falling with each exhausted breath. Gray had been trying to brake or squirm out the chains that bound him for what seemed like forever. The door across the room creaked open and three silhouettes entered the dark space. A ball of flame appeared slightly illuminating a wizards face before it fired off into the sconces on the walls and the candle chandelier on the ceiling in the middle of the room, throwing the whole area into colour, well colour being the dreary gray brick and green moss that lined both the walls and floor.

“Your time has come little ice wizard.” The middle one smirked his voice velvety smooth, his dark blue hair stuck out at odd angles almost as if he had been dragged through a hedge backwards and his lime green eyes stuck out like a sore thumb against his tanned skin.

“Yeah and don’t try anything funny.” The one on the left spoke with rough, grating tone of voice, he was built like a tank with short, close cut light green hair military style, they moved towards the icemage in a line, the fire wizard reaching out towards Grays feet with some more restraints, Gray shoved his shoulder back against the wall feeling the cold, damp of it on his hot sweaty skin, before kicking his unbound feet into the fire wizard sending him stumbling back a few paces groaning in agony.

“Why you little…” His right hand clutched at his abdomen, the left aimed a fire ball at Gray who was helpless to do anything, the fire burned a sharp but short searing pain through his body as the icemage closed his eyes to take the attack, he opened them again briefly only to be met with a punch squarely in the face and one around his head causing him to smack his head back on the wall behind him, the metallic taste of blood filling his mouth where he had bit his tongue and they had busted his lip. Gray felt the shackles fasten around his ankles, as he let his body go limp, one eye creeping open as he was dragged out the room in the bright light and a sea of unfamiliar faces.

Juvia sunk back on her knees once she was alone, tears streamed down her face dripping onto the floor as anger made her blood boil;

“STUPID! STUPID JUVIA!” The watermage pounded on the floor repeatedly, why did Juvia not tell Gray-sama about the letters from the very beginning? Juvia let out a sob remembering the threat which had been made against him. Juvia watched her teardrops amounting on the floor, could Juvia turn herself into a puddle and seep through the bars? She was sceptical after all it could be an electrical forcefield and not just the bars themselves, but still, she had to try, her beloved’s life was at stake.

“Waterbody.” Juvia whispered feeling her cells change as the door opened once again and hurried footsteps could be heard, they pounded urgently on the floor and Juvias eyes grew wide at the sight of the person in front of her; Mitch.

“Need a hand?” Mitch smiled that crooked smile at her, hitting a button on the opposite wall as he stepped closer.

“How are? Why are you?” Juvia was lost for words. “How does Juvia know she can trust you.” Juvia already knew the answer, he had always been looking out for her.

“We don’t have time for all that, Gray is about to be killed!” He didn’t shout but he raised his voice in a matter of urgency, as he opened the lock with a key and let her out.

Juvia made a run for it her heels clicking on the floor only pausing when she got to the door way, was she to go left, right or straight on? She chewed the inside of her cheek.

“Hold up a minute!” Mitch shouted catching up with her, “you don’t know the way.” Juvia stared at him, her eyes narrowed but Mitch could see clarity and purpose in them now, no, he could see life.

“Well then let’s go if you are going to assist me.” Juvia said in a low, impatient voice.

“This way.” Mitch led her off to the right at a run, it wouldn’t be long before guards were swarming the place and surrounding them. They went straight at another cross roads before taking another right straight into four wizards completely blocking off the corridor.

“Water nebula!” Two columns of water took out two of the wizards, sending them flying back and through a large metal door.

“I’ll handle these last two and anymore that have followed us up behind.” He locked his eyes on Juvia, “Gray is through those doors.” Juvia wasn’t sure whether he was leading her into a trap or not, but he had opened her cell door and had led her this far.

“Thanks.” She nodded at Mitch before launching herself through the metal doors into a room full of people and her Gray-sama, head bowed, knelt and bloodied at the centre. Was she too late? “GRAY-SAMA!” Juvia hadn’t even known she had spoke let alone shouted until she heard her own voice echoing off the walls back at her.

Gray could barely make out the faces and he struggled to regain the focus in the left eye, he could open it now, but everything was blotchy. He was jeered and spat at as he was dragged through the crowd like an animal carcass on parade, a lamb to slaughter, a sacrifice. The icemage was pulled up onto a platform and forced to kneel. His mind wandered to Juvia, her beautiful smile, her loving eyes.

“Fellow wizards!” Juvias father bellowed, silencing the gathering, the icemage remembered the first time they had met on the roof of phantom lord one rainy day, how he thought she was beautiful even then, sad, but beautiful, the prophecy which had been spoken to him not so long before about “water and women” she was ‘the rain women’. “You are all here to witness the death of a pesky Fairy Tail wizard, one that has foiled my- “He cleared his throat, “our plans. He has led my daughter awry and with his death she shall follow us once more!” The crowd cheered and clapped, Gray still remembered dying for her at the Grand Magic Games, a secret he kept to himself, he didn’t know the extent of his feeling back then. He thought of the missions they went on together, the pool table they had been given as a gift. The background noise stopped, the crowd had stopped cheering, am I dead?

“GRAY-SAMA!” His raven eyes shot open wide, his heart pounding hard in his chest as if trying to break free, he’d know that beautiful voice anywhere. There she was, Juvia, his Juvia, standing tall, a sudden look of relief on her face as he had lifted his head.

Juvia flew into action the second she saw that black mop of hair rise and those coal black eyes bore into hers, she would save him, she could save him, she still had time. Wielding her water magic Juvia attacked any and all, conjuring up dark water nebulas and cyclones, water clawing any who came too close. The watermage managed to wipe out the top two rows of ‘spectators’ in the semi circled seating area. Panting hard she looked up towards the platform where her father stood enraged, a look of pure evil and anger across his face, teeth gritted together hard.

“Why you!” He roared across the room as he motioned to the two wizards either side of Gray, who nodded to one another, one used his wind to tear bit by bit at the icemages skin, Gray grimaced, why couldn’t they just kill him already if that was their intention. He looked up to see Juvia making her way over as fast as she could, he had to act now.

Juvia didn’t have to think as jumped and leaped over the rows of seats knocking the opposing wizards sideways and blasting them with jets of water, her one goal, her one path was to get to Gray-sama before the two wizards could harm him further.

Gray bent his legs up so only his bottom was on the floor and used his shackled hands to spin himself around 360 degrees, sticking his legs out straight, he took the two wizards by surprise sending them toppling over and off the platform edge, before he to, jumped up and half hobbled half jumped off the platform himself only to be caught mid-air in a water noose.

Juvia had almost made it all the way down to platform, her eyes locked onto her Gray-sama, only a few metres to go. Juvias eyes went wide as the ground suddenly rose up in front of her blocking her way.

Juvia glared at the offending wizard, “boiling water cyclone!” The watermage shouted as the boiling cyclone melted through the column like a hot knife through butter. Nothing would get in the way of her getting to her beloved. The watermage lurched forwards just as Gray threw himself off the low platform, he almost hit the floor but what happened was worse. Her father had him in a water noose, dangling in the air in front of her, taunting her.

“Gray-sama!” Juvia shrieked, looking suddenly to Jimquin. “Release him!” Desperation in her voice, “Please!” The watermage begged, clasping her hands in front of her, even though she knew it was futile, her father was beyond reason now.

“Pah!” He shouted, “look at you, begging for your ‘beloveds’ life.” He paused, a twinkle in his eye, “just like your mother did when I had my men dispatch her on the road.” Juvia threw her hands to her face in horror. Her mother! Had been murdered? Under her own fathers’ instruction. Tears filled her eyes, spilling over the edges and sobs escaped her mouth. Grays heart twisted in sympathy, but anger crackled through him. “She would have only spread alarm, of both my plans for you and the whole of Fiore.” He gloated, “she had to be dealt with accordingly…” Jimquin almost sounded sad as he trailed off, seeming lost in past memories, maybe of their happy days.

“Water key.” Juvia whispered, not breaking her fathers eye contact, she had never tried to make a water key before, but clearly Gray-sama was unable to use magic otherwise Juvia was sure that he would’ve broken free by now. The water key floated towards the shackles that bound Grays hands in front of him.

“But I am sure that once this bump in the road is dealt with, you will join us again. I’m sure Jose will be happy to see your improvements.” The water wizard sounded proud, it sickened Juvia to think she was his pawn as she had been Joses’ pawn but this was worse, he was her father he was meant to protect her.

“Water key.” The watermage conjured up another water key, both Gray-samas restraints would have to be released at the same time.

“Juvia will never join you.” She glared at him, as the keys slotted into place.

“Fine.” The noose tightened a bit and Gray choked. “Have it your way!” A clicking sound could be heard, as the shackles came undone, crashing to the floor in a heap.

“Gray-sama!” Juvia shouted, “Water slicer!” Juvia added some dark magic into the water, overpowering her father noose and cutting Gray-sama free.

The icemage fell to the floor, only for a few seconds as Juvia raced to his side, before his devil slayer magic took hold, the black mark covering half his body, “Let’s get outta here.” He smiled at Juvia, taking in the smile and slight blush in her cheeks.

“Yes, my love, let’s.” Juvia turned to her father, who was stood in shock. She is stronger than I thought, the dark magic has more of an impact on her water magic than I thought possible.

“I think you’re outnumbered.” He smirked at the two Fairy Tail mages, straightening his suit.

Gray and Juvia glanced around them, they were surrounded, would they be able to take on her father and the room of wizards? Or would they just escape with their lives and leave Juvias father behind?

The watermage turned to Gray. “My love, what are we to do?” The stood arm to arm, a warmth and power flowing between them.

“Damn it.” Gray groaned. “I think we’re going to have to just make a run for it, I’m pretty low on magic.” He paused. “But I have enough for this at least.” The devil slaying magic tingled at his fingertips. “Ice-make Hammer!” Gray took Jimquin by surprise as a devil slayer ice hammer landed on his head, knocking him unconscious.

The room of wizards closed quarters on the pair of mages. “Now let’s go!” Gray grabbed Juvia by the hand and began to pull her away.

“Lightning dance!” Someone shouted as random bolts of lightning rained down striking both Gray and Juvia with a strong current.

“Wind slicer!”

“Earth hammer!” More attacks came flying in, as they struggled to dodge them, Juvia dress coat being sliced open to reveal a green corset, and Greys trousers ripping down the legs.

“That’s enough!” Juvia shouted stripping down, her dark water magic rising inside her, “Water lock!” Gray looked surprised as Juvia focused on only allowing a certain amount of the dark magic to be used as each and every person was encircled in their own water lock. “Go my love!” Juvia gritted her teeth in concentration. “I’ll be right behind you.”

“No way!” He replied, “I’m not leaving you! You can’t keep this up.” Juvias hand wavered as Jimquin stirred behind them.

“Go!” Juvia pleaded, Gray just took her soft hand in his, the other turning her face to meet his.

“I said, I am not leaving you, Juvia.” The waterlocks broke as tears brimmed in Juvias eyes.

“Gray-sama…” She trailed off awash with emotion.

“We’re getting out of this together.” Gray paused as the wizards in the waterlock began to pull themselves up off the floor and regain their breath. “I’ve been meaning to say…” his eyes frantically searched hers. He had practised this a million times over, but now, looking into the vast sea of her navy-blue eyes he felt lost. “I…” He craned his head, his hand still cradling her cheek and placed a soft kiss on her lips, feeling the soft plumpness of them, the sweat scent of a fresh spring morning, meadow flowers and that lavender shampoo she always used, he felt like putty but at the same time strong. They say action speak louder than words.

Grays lips met Juvias and at that moment she felt like the world had simply fell away, that it was just the two of them, she felt whole, light and joyous, like all her wishes had come true at once, she felt strong but at the same time vulnerable. The icemage pulled away slowly. “Love you.” Her eyes shone at those words, her spirit renewed as Gray-sama still held her hand.

“Let’s go home.” He smiled at her as their magic grew, melding and sparking, wind whipped from nowhere, water rose and span around them mixed with shards of ice as they stared at their foes, feeling joined in more ways than one.

“Gahhhhh!” They both shouted leaning forwards and throwing all their magic, dark and good at the enemies who stood in their path to happiness and freedom. All the mages went flying into and through walls screaming as a huge tidal wave of water and ice hit them hard, Juvia and Gray didn’t waste any time in making a run for the doors.

“STOP!!!” A loud booming voice that could only belong to Jimquin resounded through their very core.

The pair made it through the threshold and straight into Mitch. “You guys made it!” He exclaimed.

“Yes, but Juvias father has regained consciousness!” Juvia blurted out quickly. “We must go!”

“Wait a sec, isn’t he bad?” Gray folded his arms staring at Mitch.

“No, my love, he actually helped Juvia, he helped me not lose control of myself and my magic.” She paused, “he also broke me out of the cell to come rescue you.” Gray glanced at Juvia then back at Mitch.

“Well then let’s all get out of here!” The icemage pulled Juvias hand again.

“You two go, I’ll keep Jimquin sealed in here with my shielding magic.” Mitch spoke not looking at the pair, “I work for the magic council and sent word to them just before we left to come here.” Juvia was shocked. “They’ll be arriving any minute.”

As if on cue a large group of magic council members stormed the corridor, their white cloaks gliding majestically along behind them. Juvia looked at Gray confused then back at Mitch.

“But… if you were a council member all along then why didn’t you stop anything from happening?” Juvia enquired, head cocked to one side, half annoyed, half curious.

“I…” Mitch ducked his head as the council members poured into the room Jimquin was in, “I wanted to Juvia,” he looked at her apologetically, “I was told to wait, to find out Jimquins grand plan… he started to keep close tabs on me when I started asking more questions… you were falling deeper and the last thing I wanted was to be killed or forced to leave when you were in danger from yourself, and a danger to everyone else.” Mitch bowed his head and Juvia chewed her lip.

“So, you were playing both sides then.” Gray wanted to punch him and thank him both at the same time.

“Yes… I wanted to contact the council sooner but we didn’t stay in one place long enough, when I knew we were headed here, when I saw Juvia lose control of her powers in the bar, when we chased the old man, I contacted them then, Jimquin was far behind me and you were too far ahead to hear me speaking, and then again when Jimquin went upstairs to talk to you about your mother’s death.” He finished, his pale blue eyes almost ghostly in comparison to Juvias.

“Murder.” Juvia spoke coldly. “My mother was killed.” Those last words wavered and Gray squeezed her hand gently.

“That bastard.” He muttered, as Jimquin was escorted out bound in a strait jacket and the same anti-magic shackles he had used on Gray, flanked on each corner by council members.

“Do you two need an escort back to Fairy Tail?” A blond-haired council member asked.

“No, we’ll be fine thank-you.” The icemage glanced at Juvia, “there is somewhere I want to stop off first.” Juvia looked up questioningly but she remained silent.

The two mages walked hand in hand, as Juvia relayed to Gray the story of her mothers romance with the real father, she also spoke about he abusive step father and how she joined and moved up the ranks of the Element 4, Jose’s connection to Jimquin, her mothers kidnap, the machine which injected her with dark magic and finally about how when his name was mentioned a little spark grew stronger. Gray listened intently the whole time as the sun beat down on them, warming their bodies and their souls although the ground was still sodden underfoot, birds were tweeting and flittering about.

The icemage stopped as Juvia continued her story, it was all confusing, but it all added up at the same time, he had always known she had more power than she knew herself and it made him angry that others abused it, abused her very nature, tried to twist and kill her goodness.

“You’re safe now Juvia.” Gray cupped her cheek as her blue orbs seemed to grow larger and softer, a small blush spread over her cheeks, she was safe, he would keep her safe, even though Jose who knew of Jimquins plans was out there still.

“Gray-sama…” She whispered as his mouth closed in on hers, “did Gray-sama mean what he said earlier?” She tilted her head slightly, her blue waves cascading down one arm, “that he…” her face went crimson, “loves Juvia?” The watermage cast her eyes down completely abashed.

“Yes,” Gray lifted her chin up gently with one finger, “I love you Juvia…” A red blush spread across his cheeks now as Juvia let out a squeal and leaped into his arms, feeling his muscles contract and relax as they embraced, she could feel his heart beating hard and fast in his chest but revelled in the moment.

The watermage pulled back slightly, “Juvia…” She pursed her lips, “I love you to Gray…” His eyes filled with delight, she had dropped the “Juvia” (even though he thought it was secretly cute) and the formal “sama”. Her lips met his first this time, the kiss deeper than before, their bodies touching in every place, Juvias hands wrapped around his neck and his settled around the small of her back comfortably.

“I thought I had lost you…” The icemage rested his forehead on hers staring deep into her eyes wanting to dive down into them.

“Gray-sama never gave up.” The “sama” was back, old habits die hard.

“I never will.” His eyes steeled and Juvia felt safer than ever there in that moment.

“Where did Gray…sama,” she blushed “want to stop off before we went back to Fairy Tail?” Juvia asked holding her hands behind her back wondering what Gray-sama had planned, her mind drifting for the first time in a long time into Juvia land.

“Here actually.” He scratched the back of his head, snapping Juvia immediately out of any romantic overnight hotel stay fantasies she had. “Close your eyes.” He instructed and Juvia obeyed, placing her delicate hands over her eyes. Gray wandered off towards a hollow in a tree where a destroyed red tote bag lay, covering a Juvia plushie. He gentle picked the plushie up with his rough hands and walked back over to Juvia. “Okay you can open them now.” Juvia swiftly moved her hands, the biggest smile on her face.

“Oh Gray-sama! Juvia knitted that for you!” She grinned, “Juvia was meant to give it to Gray-sama but then she had to….. OH!” Juvia went bright red. “Has Gray-sama been in Juvias room?!” Smoke may as well as been coming out of her ears with embarrassment.

“NO!” Gray waved his hands in front of her shaking his head, “no the girls retrieved it when they found your letters.” Juvia let out a sigh of relief.

“Does Gray-sama like it?” She teased poking his arm and putting on her best puppy dog eyes.

“What sort of a question is that?!” Gray looked away, “and also I want to stop and say thankyou to Mary and Mr. Squiggles if that’s okay?” He changed the subject but took Juvias hand in his.

“Yes! Juvia would love to! You met Mr. Squiggles? Isn’t he the cutest?” Juvia cooed over the little black kitten as they walked hand in hand into the sunset.

A/N: Well that is it! I hope you have enjoyed reading this fanfic even with the huge delay in chapters at one point, thankyou to everyone who reviewed especially Juvia.hanks, all the reviews are such good inspiration and motivation to keep going forwards.

I am especially happy that I have now finished this fic, I used to get so annoyed reading Juvia backstory ones that never got completed!

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