Warning: Explicit NON-CON.

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There's feather light touches running up and down his sides. Across his stomach and down his thighs. They're there for a moment and then they're gone. Only to appear a few moments later. It's hard to tell how much time is passing. He's sleeping but not asleep.

The touches became solid and rougher. Heat and force and pleasure. Gray isn't sure if he likes it. Any of it. It seems off.

It's hard to tell if they any of it is real. If the hands are really there or if he's in a dream. It feels like a dream. Everything's disconnected and nothing seemed to match up with any prior logic. One moment there are fingers lightly ghosting through his hair and the next hands are clenched tight around his waist. He can't see. His eyes are so heavy. Fingers in his mouth, so rough and plunging he chokes a bit. He catches a glimpse of white hair and dark eyes before his eyes slams shut again. Light flicks against his nipples. Saliva smears across his lips. A hand running down his chest. Soft, electrical pulls at his dick. He groans. He pushes and tries to get his heavy eyes to at least open. To at least see what's going on around him. But his head feels muddled, every action and thought cloudy and seemingly inconsequential and it takes so much effort.

Then there's something inside of him, in a place he had never let anyone touch before. But that's not right either. It happened already. He thinks he can almost remember it. It feels stretched and hot and cold and wet and too full. Too slick. Too much pressure that disappears and reappears. A pistoning sensation that's invasive and eager. He tries to pull away, but his arms only twitch in response. He tries to yell, but he could only get his jaw to work enough that his saliva doesn't feel stuck like glue in his mouth anymore. The burning increases. Everything's swollen and full and wet. It's starting to feel good. A low burning pleasure that was starting to make him press back.

But it's wrong. It's somehow so very wrong.

Gray hates to loose control and everything about the situation seems to take it all away from him. He can't move. He can't think. He can't fight.

He struggles again, pushing against an insurmountable will that seems to keep him still. But nothing breaks, he's not strong enough.

"Gray!" Erza's voice was clear and strong.

Gray's eyes snapped open. He was breathing heavily and squished into the corner of the train seat. He sat up and turned towards the window to try and get his breathing to smooth out. The county side was flying by as he pressed his hands against his eyes. Lucy and Happy stared at him silently.

Natsu was clenched in a ball huddled and groaning with nausea. That brought a slight smile to Gray's face. Some things would never change.

It was so real. It hadn't been so real in a while.

Erza put her hand on his shoulder and pats it a couple of times. "You were yelling."

"Was I?" Gray was glad that they had their own small compartment.

Erza nodded and she moved to rub at his back.

Gray jolted up and glared at her.

"Sorry." Erza said.

The mission had been a success and it would be just another few hours and he could hole himself up at home until this episode passed. He wasn't sure why he was having so many dreams these last few nights. It gave him a bad feeling at the pit of his stomach.

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Natsu's motion sickness had gotten them thrown off another train. It wasn't like he was trying to get sick. He felt guilty for making everyone walk, but he was happy that he didn't feel dizzy anymore. And the mission had gone fairly well. They didn't destroy too many buildings and they had been able to leave with most of their reward money intact.

"Could you at least stop smiling?" Lucy growled, smacking Natsu in the head.

"Ow." Natsu rubbed his head. "Sorry."

The walk so far had been hot and humid and stifling. Natsu loved it, this was his favorite time of the year. It reminded him of Igneel's cave, the heat and warmth of the entire place.

Everyone else looked like they were ready to sit until dusk. Lucy was sweating lightly through her tank top. Gray was walking in his boxers and breathing so heavily that he may as well be hyperventilating. Happy had long given up and had squeezed himself into Erza's luggage. Once in a while he could hear a stray mumble about fish, though mostly it was light snoring. Erza was pretty normal, although her brow seemed a bit more damp than normal.

There weren't a lot of trees in the area, mostly they were surrounded by tall grass, yellowing in the summer heat. Natsu squinted into the distance and he thought he could see a tree off in the distance. He couldn't be sure, but as they trudged onward he was certain.

"Look!" Natsu shouted. "A tree!"

Everyone could rest and stop being angry with him. They could wait there until sundown and the heat would lessen. Leaving behind the humidity gently swirling with the stray breeze.

Erza sighed. "Let's keep going. It's only another hour before we get into Magnolia. And we might be able to hitch a ride with someone."

"Aww…" Lucy cried. "Can't we stop for a little bit?"

Natsu caught Erza's gaze and nodded at Gray. Gray had his eyes fixed on the dirt path, concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other. His breathing seemed a little off, too sharp and loud.

"Alright," Erza softened, "but only for a few minutes. The longer we're out here, the longer we're in the heat."

The closer they got, the more Natsu realized that someone was already under the tree. Then he caught their scent. He growled and rushed ahead.

Lyon was sprawled out under the tree with the same amount of clothing on as Gray. His eyes were closed and his arms were crossed behind his head. As Natsu ran forwards, Lyon glanced over once then twice before he sat up.

"Natsu." Lyon was surprised.

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"Natsu!" Lucy yelled, but it fell on deaf ears.

They bolted after Natsu, but none of them could run as the stupid dragon slayer. Then Gray saw who was on the ground. For a moment, time stopped. His feet slowed to a stop as his heart spiked with undeniable fear as he realized he hadn't ever thought this moment would come about. He wanted to keep running, but he also couldn't move. He wanted to breathe, but he was already gasping. Then Nastu said something stupid.

Natsu had hauled Lyon up and pushed him against the tree. "I told you to stay the fuck out of Magnolia."

"We're not in Magnolia, ash for brains." Gray said almost automatically.

Natsu didn't turn, his eyes would probably burn a hole through Lyon.

Gray could only see Lyon's forehead and hair. He didn't want to move into the line of sight. It was stupid and cowardly, but he couldn't get his legs to move.

"Gray." Lyon twisted and looked past Natsu.

Gray dropped his gaze. He was such a damn coward.

"Gray!" Lyon said again.

Nastu slammed Lyon against the tree. "What are you doing here?"

"This has nothing to do with you, Salamander." Lyon said.

"I'm not going to say it again." Natsu said.

"Natsu," Lucy said, she was edging into Natsu's line of sight. "I'm not sure what this is about, but why don't we calm down?"

"He deserves everything coming to him." Natsu replied.

Lyon finally pushed Natsu off him and took a step towards Gray, before Natsu tackled him to the ground. They wrestled around for a bit, both of them trying to punch the other and failing.

Erza stepped in and pulled them off of each other. "Stop this at once."

Natsu yanked out of Erza's grip. "If you knew, you'd want me to beat the living shit out of him."

"Natsu." Gray shook his head. "Just…"

"No," Natsu growled, he pushed at Gray. "Just no. This has to stop, Gray. He deserves this. You need to realize -"

"Realize what?" Gray said. His chest puffed up. Anger was good. Anger was better. "I know exactly what he deserves. Don't you think I know that? Don't you think I want him to pay?" He was losing it. But every word was quiet and controlled. "You think I want him to think that what he did was okay? That I liked it? Fuck you, Natsu. You don't get to tell me shit."

"Then do something about it." Natsu yelled. "Don't just let him get away -"

"Do what?" Gray scowled and took a step closer to Natsu. "What the hell should I do? Huh?"

Lucy and Happy stepped back while Erza kept herself between Natsu and Lyon.

"Should I beat the shit out of him?" Gray spat. "Should I never speak to him again? Never even think about him again? Should I report him to the Council? Should I tell everyone what he did?"

Lucy was hugging Happy and Gray knew the whole situation was getting out of his control very quickly.

"What the fuck should I do, Natsu?" Gray yelled. "Will it change anything? Will it give me back the time he took? Will it let me forget? Will it make the dreams stop?"

"Fuck." Gray was breathing heavily, there was a slight whine in his voice that he wished wasn't there. "Will it give me my brother back?"

His eyes were burning. His throat hurt. His chest felt too full. And the silence between him and his friends seemed to stretch across eternity. Gray wiped the back of his hand across his eyes and it came away a bit wet.

"Gray," Lyon croaked, "I'm sorry."

There were tears in Lyon's eyes and a plea in Lyon's voice, something Gray hadn't heard since they were with Ur. It was desperate and too charged with emotion.

Gray shook his head and turned around.

There was a scuffle of footsteps and before Gray could even turn, before anyone could react. Lyon had launched himself at Gray, grabbing his upper arm and pulling Gray into an embrace.

"I'm sorry." Lyon said. The hug was tight, encompassing. "You have to believe me. I'm sorry."

For a moment, he froze. Not out of fear, at least he didn't think so, but out of uncertainty. Gray hated him, but at the same time this was Lyon. He was the last anchor to anything besides Fairy Tail. Despite it all, it was still Lyon. And in many ways that made everything much worse.

Gray pushed Lyon away and punched him across the jaw. Hard enough to knock Lyon to the ground. Hard enough to make Gray want to punch again. Again and again and again. Until blood dripped. Until his arms were too tired to lift . Until this stupid ball of love and hate disappeared and everything would just fucking make sense.

But he couldn't.

It was only another hour or so before they would reach Magnolia. The sun and the shimmering heat would surround them on their trek; but it was better than staying here, under a dying tree with patches of shade and barely enough room for everyone to even sit comfortably. It was better than being stuck. Gray turned to face the road.

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The end.

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AN: Well, here it is. The ending you may or may not have been wanting. Hopefully, its been worth the wait. Thank you for the support and all the reviews! This chapter was a hard one to write, not because it was the ending, but because my computer crashed a few times since the last update and I had to start over about three times. Let me know what you guys think! I can't promise anything, but I swear reviews and favorites and everything like that makes me want to write more.