Spicy Honey - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Jealousy Isn't Necessarily A Bad Thing

A new day, a new life, brimming with cheerful pleasantries but altogether boring.

Being jealous whenever your loved one interacts with any person of opposite gender, and yet, not being able to express the complication. Because you don't know anything about their feelings, who they love, who they want, who they strive for; so you make conclusions on your own, whether pleasant, wrong or plain horrible.

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Or so the ice maker felt.

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His eyes wandered far off into the distant corner of the hall, where his supposedly princess was having a nice, long talk with her best friends i.e. Natsu and Happy.

"Best friends, my ass..."

His current condition, wasn't any surprise. It had never crossed his mind, but now that he thought about it, Lucy had visited his eternal rival's apartment, Erza's and even Wendy's. Thus making her "Visiting-team-natsu-members-apartment" list complete. Why even cares for him, even if he is also a prominent member of the team and even if he joined it earlier than Erza and Wendy technically. It was disheartening him, he could feel it in the forms of pangs and stings and whatever. Her glimmering smiles were just like adding salt to his wounds.

Through the window, his eyes caught the sun setting in the horizons orange, peachy and red. Another day ended without taking a single mission, another day of doing nothing, but slacking off, fighting pointlessly and uh— stripping. At this rate, he would die of boredom and jealousy.

Just when he was going to take his leave, she had to leap towards him.

"Not now, damn...Why am I mad at her? She didn't do anything wrong..."

"Gray!" A powerful, sweet voice caught his attention, and he barely resisted the urge of arching his neck. He knew who it was, and just how much that person mattered to him, but right now, he was caught in too much complex stuff, counting his silly pride and ego.

"Gray, I am calling you!" She uttered, coming infront of him all of a sudden.

"Oh Lucy, it's you. I didn't notice..." He said calmly.

"What notice? You damned liar, always lying to her and your feelings..."

"Hmph. Today I am in a good mood so I will forgive you." Her voice was crisp, and syrupy. Finally, a smile aimed at him, and it made him dizzy all of a sudden. He lost his body control, and touched her cheek with a single finger, smiling back charmingly.

"Finally you are smiling..."

"H-huh, w-what's wrong with you? I w-was smiling all day..." She growled, body temperature rising up.

Finally he noticed, just what he was doing and just where his hand was currently placed.

"S-sorry, I was out of it..." He apologized, avoiding the eye-contact.

"Smiling and blushing like that should be banned, I might take advantage of you..."

"A-anyways, what did you want?" He asked, bringing up a topic.

"Uh-Mm. Wha—" She was confused, he could tell this much. It was him, who had made her feel this way, something which made his heart a bit too racy.

"Ahem..." Gray cleared his throat, bursting her thought bubble.

"Ah— A-actually, I had a favor to ask..." She muttered, trying to meet her fingers.

"Mm, what? Don't tell me, you want to go on a date with me?" He smirked, examining the shorter frame by placing his thumb between his chin.

"W-what's w-with you, sexual harrasser!" She muttered, hitting his chest by small punches.

"Huh?" He blinked twice.

"And what's with your c-clothes, get a hold on that h-habit already!" She yelled at him, blushing furiously.

"When did— My bad!" He freaked out, and started to dress on the missing pieces. He had clearly gotten

"So unexpected... You are supposed to give me a disgusted look there, not that! Don't raise my hopes here. I might get an misunderstanding. Unlike Natsu, I am sane enough!" His mind was a chaos right now, and so was his body language.

" Hey, Gray. Actually..." She paused.

He held his breath, any comment from her mouth was dangerous right now. He wanted to run away from her, from everything because his mind was going in a misleading direction, and it was bad enough.

"I wanna see your place of living!" She burst.

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"Huh?" Again, all he could do was blink.

"U-uh, I was wondering I have seen the apartments of most of girls in the guild, even Natsu's, Erza's and Wendy's. Ofcourse Happy's too, but not yours... So... I was kinda c-curious..." She stated, glancing away and tucking the misarranged hair behind the ear.

"Was it for real?"

"I was behaving w-weirdly earlier 'cause of that, d-don't mind please." She stammered.

"So it's because of that... I am glad I controlled myself, or else I would have been regretting now.."

"And, ofcourse, i-if it is not a bother. so... can I?" Her eyes were cast down, as her voice trailed off.

"It's not a bother at all!" He grinned; whether out of excitement, or not, he didn't know. There is only thing he knew — He was damn happy and joyed beyond words.

"Really?" She reassured, as she clamped her hands together.

"Of-course." He stated, brimming with hope, confidence and every verbally explainable positive feeling. He had never been so glad to be alive as he was feeling right now.

"Then, shall we go?" She asked, a smile plastered on her face.

"Wait... Now?" He investigated, as if she had thrown a bomb at him.

"Mm, I can't?"

"Ah... Sure but, I am not sure if it clean right. You know, clothes and stuff..." He replied, rolling his eyes. If only he had cleaned the mess in the morning, but oh well.

"I don't mind a bit of that. I just want to take a look and that's it." She giggled.

Without replying, he reached towards the entrance noncholantly; still overjoyed at the fact. Looking back at the confused blonde, who hadn't moved a inch, he stopped.

"What— Aren't you gonna come?" He replied noncholantly, and grimaced.

Hearing these words, she moved as if finally out of shock, and started quick short steps to reach near him. He stepped ahead as well, in her company. It felt perfect, walking alongside her. It's not like it was their first time walking together, but this was special, especially because it was just him and her, and nobody else.

As he led the way, they started a lighthearted conversation, fun, comfortable and enjoyable. Disappearing around a turn, they left their specks behind.

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For now, he had agreed to take her to his home, and he knew, he was happy and all, and that, the invitation had come from her side; he didn't even have to make a move.

But still, his house was a disaster right now, with clothes flying around. Damn his stripping habit, It really needed to be controlled! There was another thing, he hadn't consider at all about. What about him? How was he gonna survive the visit? He was pretty sure, they were going to be alone for a while, and how he was going to even control himself

"What happened? You have been quiet for a while now." Lucy questioned, hands tied around her back.

"Ah— Nothing. Just thinking..." He backed up his fantasies, which were a bit too extreme to tell.

"Hmmm, by the way... How long is it gonna take? We have been walking forever now!" She complained.

"Hmmm, by the way... How long is it gonna take? We have been walking forever now!" She said with a seemingly calm voice.

"Tired already, should I carry you princess-style?" He sneered, glancing at the soon-to-be-appeared interesting expression. To his disappointment, it never came; a smack did though.

"I am not! Don't even try to copy Loke, that's awful enough..." She inhaled swiftly.

"Sorry for even saying anything..." He replied, rubbing the bruised spot. In return, she didn't reply, but just lept pouting all the way.

He inserted a hand in his pocket, spotting a key out, face still stinging a bit from the former punch.

"We are here..." He stated grumpily, not pleased from the result of previous attempt.

"Oh..."

It was a triple-floored building, dull blue; the same as his signature color, and she felt it to be so much like him. She examined it carefully, while he inserted the key in the metallic keyhole and cracked it open.

"Mm, nice place." She complimented, hand over forehead.

"Thanks, but you have to see it from inside yet. Beware for your statement to change." He alarmed, as he led her on; giving the proof of being gentleman.

"Will see about that." She grinned, stepping ahead.

"Crap... It's really like, bringing a girlfriend over!" He was feeling the not-so-pleasant feeling again, and wasn't a bit happy about it. He wanted these indecent thoughts to disappear already, but everything seemed beyond hopeless.

His eyes travelled to spot the blonde, who was interestingly monitoring everything, she would come across. Then he noticed the exposed neck, the revealing clothes; and—

"Why did I have to be a closet pervert?!"

He sighed relentlessly, as he stopped right before a wooden door, gesturing suggestively.

"Here?" She asked.

"Yeah..."

With a crack, the door was wide open, and she could see the inside materials clearly well. The walls were of light blue color, with dark blue curtains, sea-green sofas around a coffee table.

Somehow, the temperature was very low, as she felt herself shudder. She spotted some pants and shirts here, and there but nothing too bad —atleast not as bad as he made it seem.

"Apart from what you said, it's fairly clean, and nice, but a bit cold." She gave an honest review of her findings, smiling at him.

"Really? Seems like I was worried about nothing." He laughed nervously, glad that she found it to her liking. Afterall, there was a possibility of it being her future home—

"Shut up, me!"

"You know, I can't handle summer well, so found a place keeping that in mind." He answered.

"Makes sense, very Gray-like." She giggled excitedly.

"Oh..."

"Is that an insult or compliment?" He mentally jaw-dropped.

"I should t-take my leave now..." She muttered, stepping back.

"Wait! You haven't even sat down yet. Weren't you tired?" He remarked.

"Just say that you want to talk more with her!"

"No, I saw what I wanted to and now I am going. Besides, I don't want to be a bother, so bye—"

Just when she was going to wave her hand, he grasped it tightly.

"You are never a bother... " She could feel the genuineness of his statement in his eyes, and it made her feel special and warm inside.

Realizing just what he was doing, he quickly let go of it, insisting her on.

"Besides, you gotta drink a cup of coffee, I am superb at that" He flattered jokingly.

"Fine I will stay, but let's talk instead." She said, plopping down on a sofa.

"I will, but in one second." He winked, disappearing into the kitchen, regardless of her yells, about how she does not want him to, and rest of Lucy's blah blah blah.

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End result = Two cups of coffee, one in her hand, one in his.

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"Sit already..." She gestured him to take a seat next to her.

He moved the cushion over, and sat at a seat distance from her, regardless of her instructions. He wanted to avoid risks at all cost, and hurting her for his pleasure was the last thing he wanted.

"So...Gray you never told me...a-about something." She started a topic, a bit apprehensive and shaky.

"Hmm, what do you wanna know?" He questioned, a bit comfortable now.

"I...Uh... I have asked about this before, but something happened so you couldn't answer..." She rolled her eyes awkwardly.

"Go on then.." He said, sipping on his coffee; trying to figure out the wrong from her behaviour, but couldn't reach any conclusion.

"You never told me about your c-crush... your lover you know.. A-are you together with h-her yet?" She stuttered, cheeks flushed. He just had to choke, the cliche was unavoidable.

"She is still clinging about that?"

"O-ofcourse, there is no one... " In a splash of hurry and agitation, he even forgot , what his answer was at that time.

"Lies! You told me t-that, there is someone." She hooted, annoyed for some reason.

"There m-might be at that time, but there isn't anyone right now..." He answered stiffly.

"Liar, that's who I am. Always lying to you, and others..."

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And she kept staring at him, showing her irony willpower, and "No-way-I-am-gonna-give-up-until-you-confess-up!" look.

He rolled his eyes, exasperated.

"Keep trying your luck..." He mentioned grumpily, peeking at her with one eye; the eye which was going to be wide open soon.

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Right now, she was crouching over the sofa now, gazing at him like a tigress. He could see her well, as the faint moonlight lit her face, making the beautiful features glint even more than ever. And then he felt that he should rather state the truth, than dying with the shame of never being able to see it to her. Do or die!

"Argh! You needs hints, right? Fine!" He exlaimed, arms crossed as he avoided the "I-wasn't-mad-at-all" look at his best.

He can't tell it is her, he is not ready for that yet. He doesn't want to remain completely quiet as well, a few hidden comments wouldn't hurt, right? — He wanted to believe in that. So he prepared a response in his and decided to go with that. Taking a deep breath, as he shook off the random thoughts' and prepared himself mentally.

"Well, she is intelligent, beautiful and an amazing person..." He whispered, and the moment he did; his entire figure began to glint in her eyes.

"She has a refreshing and vibrant personality. At first, I thought she was just my type but now..." His eyes met with hers, and she felt an electrifying feeling eating her up, she lowered her gaze; cheeks puffed up; a mixture of lovely pink and red.

"What are you doing Gray? That's too obvious! Totally not safe, it's your own damned house too!"

"She is very kind, and caring. A bit short-tempered, but still, I have never met many people who are that selfless. " The gaze just got intense, as he started to play with a strand of her golden hair impulsively, things were getting out of control, out of his reach and he couldn't do anything about it.

"While that's not a bad thing, but still I would love to see depend more on others, more on me..." There was a notable melancholy in his tone, a loneliness which she could only awe for a short while, he brushed his manly hand around the soft, porcelain cheek which kept getting even more lovely. She felt her mouth to open slightly, and he felt the strangest ever, but he knew; it was about time.

"I want to protect her, I want her to run towards me earlier than anyone, and yet she turns towards her so-called best friend and asks for his help! Am I that weak?"

He was going to make everything clear today, he was assured now. Slowly, he was feeling his doubts to clear, his chest to get lighter.

He almost yelled jolting the hand away, as she avoided the eye-contact, he was terrifying her now. All she could do, was get her gaze lower and lower.

"But, still I didn't say anything. I didn't say I was jealous as hell! I think pervertedly about her, I have dirty fantasies. I didn't say it but I wanted her to kidnap her, and make love to her overnight so that she can forget about any other man, damn it!" He slammed his knee, gritted his teeth amidst the groans and growls, as she felt her heart sinking.

"Slowly, somehow; he could get the message of the angel of his dreams... A mystery was slowly uncovering as he stated his feelings aloud, and fearlessly.

"I am the worst, right? But I want her to look at me, and yet... She smiles around others, her best friends more than around me... So I start fearing that maybe she likes that friend of hers, I hate that feeling. Just in the meantime, she behaves awkwardly around me, and makes my heart race faster than ever. I might get misunderstandings, you know!"

He didn't care how she reacts— Whether, she smacks him, kills him or even hate him after hearing the nonsense, he was sputtering. He had enough of this feeling, he wanted to get out of it.

His feelings were overflowing, as he was almost fighting against the urge of not crying; that would be totally uncool, and unmanly. She felt guilty of her actions, her deeds, how unfair she has been to him so far.

"But regardless of that, I want her to stay happy,even if it's not with me. Afterall, I love her for what she is— even her childish pouts, her rants about her apartment money, her occasional short-temperness, even if she ignores me more than her friends; even if she visited my house last, still forever—"

His voice disappeared, as he felt arms wrapped around his neck, tender and soft; warm and cozy; smelled so much like her. Expect, it really was her.

"Don't speak anymore... I... a-am sorry... I... didn't know you feel this way... And for so l-long too..." She was hiccuping, her voice was shaky and she herself was trembling, as she hugged him tighter.

And then there was a long silence, the world had stopped and then he felt like having a daydream; the same dream about an angel, him and utter hopelessness. Expect that, this time the angel didn't go away, didn't leave him along and instead, it sticked close to him; the same warmth, the same coziness. He remembered the face of angel, it's golden hair, its gorgeous features, and then it hit him.

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"So it really was her, the angel. It was Lucy!..."

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"You know what Gray? I... I love you too!" She revealed the most pleasant surprise ever, and for a moment, he felt the background, the scenery to disappear. It was only him and her; no one else, no hindrance, nothing.

"Lucy, you don't have to force yourself, you don't have to lie..." He yelped, jerking her hand away but the moment he did, she hugged him again.

"Don't even say that my feelings are a lie, baka!" She screeched.

And then the angel outshone, spread it's wings as he saw the most beautiful species of the world, the angel of his dream, his Lucy.

"That day, you opened my eyes... with how much you cared for me, with how you taught me a lesson about a true family..." She hiccuped once again, touching his cheek.

"I fell in love with you, since that moment... but I d-denied it, until the very end. Not until you confronted me just now... I am sorry for how much I have hurt you..." Her eyes flinched, her head dropped over his shoulder, rubbing back and forth, as he felt her body warmth, her entire being against him.

"Lucy..."

His chest was overfilled with happiness, as he tilted his his head. This day, this moment, he wanted to treasure it; he wanted to treasure her. All along he thought, it was stupidly one-sided, while she felt the same for her; the same desire, the same lust could be felt in her eyes.

He couldn't hold himself back anymore. A hand supporting her backhead, he placed his lips on hers; soft and luscious. In one word — Perfect. He kissed her roughly, and wildy; she tried to keep up with his pace, as their hands roamed across each other's body, exploring every nook and cranny. More passionate, deeper, stronger— He wanted her badly, but at the same he wanted to be gentle to her, expect that he had no idea how to be right now.

Gasping for air, he leaned in for another, and another and more to follow— not until she placed her soft hand on her lips.

"Can't I?" He asked huskily.

"F-fetishes, you said earlier." She stated

"even I have... about you..." She whispered, revealing her deepest secret; the most avoided one and he couldn't believe it at all.

"Huh?"

"I said, I think pervertedly about you too, s-so you never think you are alone today!" She confessed, jolting back and looking straight into his eyes; it was bad, she was looking beautiful right now, so gorgeous that—

He didn't care anymore, whether he was being human or a wild beast; this girl was too cute, too adorable and turned his sanity into a mere pile of ruins.

"Stay tonight..." It was a silent but passionate invitation as he threw her over, and sandwiched her between it and himself.

"No, more like I don't need to hear your reply." He sneered, closing the distance.

"You know me too well, you always know." She stated quietly, putting her arms around his back.

"That's why I love you..."

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That night, he discovered something— The woman's claim was scarily true. Judging from her overly bold, and unbelievably real ways of showing desires, his image of her innocence and naivety was wrong all along.

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"Maybe she was not an angel. Afterall, angels don't hurt that much, and cause so much pain. Maybe, it was just a disguise all along, truthfully she was a devil — A very naughty devil..."

" And the devil was finally his, and his only..."

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(...The End...)