Note: So, a few months ago someone figured out that I sometimes unofficially take story requests. I had a billion other projects going on so this got shoved to the back burner, but ta-da, it's finally here. This takes place after Galuna but before Oración Seis.

Well, here's your story, Gminis :) Sorry it took so long x.x

The first sign that something wasn't quite right was when Gray refused a fight. Well, maybe there had been other signs before that, but Natsu wasn't super observant. If there had been any more, he had missed them. But turning down a fight… That was hard to overlook.

He had gone looking for a fight, but Gray had just said, "Not right now," and walked away. Normally Natsu might have laughed and punched him anyway, but at the time he had been too shocked to do anything but stare after his friend. Turning down a fight was unnatural behavior and he wanted to know why Gray had done it.

At first he'd wondered if maybe Gray was so angry about something that he wouldn't even fight anymore, except that he didn't really seem angry. Natsu wasn't ruling out the possibility that he'd done something to annoy his rival yet, but Gray seemed more distracted than anything else. He'd been walking around in something of a daze for the past few days, although it was subtle enough that Natsu had missed it right up until the aborted fight.

Natsu still had no idea what was wrong, but he was getting kind of annoyed. Like, if there was a problem then why wouldn't the stupid ice block just address it already? Honestly. It had been a few days since then and he had given Gray some space just in case, but enough was enough.

Today, there would be a fight.

Natsu woke up ready to go, and over breakfast he decided that he'd start a fight and Gray would like it. Or at least not brush it off. By the time he was ready to go to the guild, he was all fired up and bursting with impatience. A fight would solve everything and Gray would stop being weird and that was that.

Happy was not so optimistic.

"He almost never turns down fights," he pointed out as he flew down the street at the dragon slayer's side. "There must have been a reason for it."

"Yeah, well he can get over himself," Natsu replied dismissively. "I don't know why he's annoyed with me, but he should've just told me about it in the first place instead of being weird."

"I don't think he's annoyed with you. Did he seem annoyed? And anyway, he's been being a little distant with everyone, not just you."

Natsu shrugged, not bothered by minor details. "Well, we'll fight and everything will be fine again."

Happy groaned. "You suck at this. But then again, I can't really say whether or not anything is even wrong. He's been a little distracted, but it's not anything that's big enough to really be noticeable, except for when he didn't want to fight."

"And that was days ago," Natsu said cheerfully, "so surely he's over it by now."

Happy rolled his eyes and gave up. It was a lost cause.

Natsu had been in such a hurry to start a brawl that he suddenly worried that Gray might not even be at the guild yet. It was awfully early, and he got the feeling that most of the mages hadn't made it there quite yet. But when he burst into the guild hall a few moments later, he quickly spotted the ice princess talking to Mira, a harried look on his face.

"Yeah, thanks," he was saying. Turning away, he spotted Natsu and waved halfheartedly as he started towards the door. "Hey, flame brain. Happy."

"Oh good, let's fight!"

"Not now." Gray barely even spared him a glance as he brushed past, his strides quick and clipped. "I have to hurry if I want to catch my train."

"Huh?" Natsu blinked after him uncomprehendingly. "What train?"

Gray paused in the doorway and turned back for a moment, although he continued to shift about impatiently.

"I've got to go take care of something," he answered, his lips tightening slightly. "I know Erza and Lucy wanted to do that job, but you guys can do it without me, okay? I asked Mira to pass on the message, but since you're here, you can tell them. I'll be back in a couple days."

Then he turned and disappeared, the door slamming shut behind him. Natsu stared after him blankly.

"…What?"

"You seem to have the worst timing for picking fights," Happy observed dryly.

Natsu scowled. "He's avoiding us, isn't he? I bet he's doing that thing where he takes a job and runs off on his own so that he doesn't have to deal with us for a few days. He knew that we were supposed to be doing a job today."

If he hadn't been annoyed before, he certainly was now. Gray had a lot of nerve, skipping out on them without any warning. Hell, he hadn't even bothered telling them that he was leaving. If he'd had his way, the team would have found out from Mira after he was already long gone.

Growling to himself, Natsu stomped over to the bar. "Hey, Mira, what job did he take?"

He at least wanted some idea of how long his idiot friend had an excuse to be gone for. Gray might've said a couple days, but you could never tell with him. Hopefully it wouldn't be a very long job, because Natsu was prepared to whack him as soon as he came back.

"Job?" Mira paused, the dishrag in her hand stilling. "He didn't take a job."

"He didn't?"

"No, he just said that he was going on a trip and would be back in a couple days."

Natsu was at a loss. When Gray needed a break and wanted to be alone, he always made up a concrete excuse to deflect suspicion. Usually that was done by taking a job. A mysterious trip, on the other hand, wouldn't be his first choice because he'd know that it would automatically make everyone question what he was doing and why.

"He really didn't say anything else? He usually comes up with better excuses than that."

Mira shook her head, frowning faintly as she picked up on Natsu's mood. "No. He was very vague about…well, about everything. The only thing I know for sure is that he was in a rush to catch his train. And he seemed a little frazzled, but I assumed it was just because he was running late."

"I guess we'll just have to question him when he comes back," Happy said with a sigh, not sounding very optimistic. If Gray didn't feel like sharing information then he wouldn't share it.

Natsu glowered at the ground for a moment, considering his options. Gray was being weird and was running off on mysterious missions, and when he got back it was doubtful that he'd tell anyone what had happened. He'd probably be acting totally normal too, and it would be impossible to tell if anything odd was still going on.

The dragon slayer made a split-second decision.

"I'm going after him," he announced. Mind instantly made up, he turned on his heel and headed for the door.

"Natsu!" Happy yelped in surprise. "You can't just go running after him! He won't be happy to see you."

Natsu shrugged, not even pausing. "Don't worry, I'll be careful. He won't even know I'm there until it's too late."

"Somehow I don't see that going well either…" Mira mumbled.

"Just wait until he gets back," Happy added.

"Yeah right." Natsu snorted. "If I do that then we'll never find out what's going on and you know it."

Happy hesitated a moment longer and then sighed. He started winging his way over to Natsu, but the dragon slayer glanced back and waved him off.

"Why don't you stay here so you can tell Erza and Lucy what happened?"

"Mira can–"

"No point in him being upset with both of us," Natsu interrupted, arching an eyebrow.

Happy wavered for a few more seconds before sighing. "Good luck."

"You'd better hurry," Mira advised, apparently on board with the plan now. "You wouldn't want to miss the train."

Natsu winced at the mention of the train, but nodded and hurried out of the guild. Bounding through the streets and ignoring the irritated cries of pedestrians, he rushed to the train station and looked around frantically, searching for any sign of his errant friend while simultaneously trying to avoid detection. Crap, he didn't even know what train Gray was taking.

There was a train already pulled in and passengers were boarding, and Natsu had to assume that this was the right one. He started towards the ticket seller to buy a ticket and find out where he was going, but then the train blew its whistle and he freaked out. Forget the ticket. He was going to be a stowaway.

Natsu had never actually stowed away on a train before, but it couldn't be that hard. His first thought was that he could totally climb up on top of the train and ride on the roof. People did that in books and movies all the time, didn't they? That was kind of cool.

Satisfied with his plan, he headed for the train and scuttled around the outside, trying not to look suspicious as he searched for a place to climb up the side without being spotted. Thankfully, he eventually found a rickety-looking ladder bolted to the side and hurriedly shimmied up it. Finding a semi-comfortable place to settle on top of the car, he glanced around and admired the view until it occurred to him that if he had a great view of the station then the station probably had a great view of him too. He flattened himself out and tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, praying that his bright pink hair against the dark gray of the train wouldn't give him away.

When the train started moving, he realized that he might have made a severe miscalculation. Maybe some people could ride around on the tops of trains without a problem, but some people didn't get severely motion sick. Natsu groaned and clutched onto the nearest handholds, wondering why he had thought this was such a great idea. He could have been sitting in the nice, still, unmoving guild hall right now, but nooo…

Gray had better be on this train. Damn, that would really suck if this was the wrong train and Natsu was doing all this for nothing.

He kept up his mental rambling for a few minutes in an attempt to stay focused so that he didn't slip into a motion sickness-induced coma and fall off, and was distracted enough by his silent monologue that he almost didn't notice the tunnel coming up until it was too late. Cursing, he frantically scrambled backwards, trying to simultaneously find a way off the roof and not throw up. The arched entrance of the tunnel cut way too close to the train, and anyone hanging off the side or perching on the top of the vehicle would get scraped off for sure.

Natsu lost his balance and yelped as he reached the end of the car and fell off, smashing into the narrow ledge connecting the car to the one behind it. Darkness descended suddenly as the train entered the tunnel, and he decided that a few bruises were better than being smeared across the top of the passage. Noticing doors on either side leading into each car, he tried tugging at one of the handles. It was stiff and resisted for a few seconds, but then the door swung open with a groan and he stumbled inside, immediately collapsing onto the floor in a nauseous heap.

The conductor or whoever could find him without a ticket for all he cared. He had no idea what train people did when they found ticketless stowaways, but he was sick, had almost been squashed like a bug, and was not-exactly-but-almost worried about a friend who was acting weird. At this point, he'd just barbecue anyone who tried to kick him off the damn train.

But thankfully he seemed to have stumbled upon some kind of luggage compartment filled with suitcases and boxes instead of people. Still, it would probably be prudent to try staying conscious so that he'd know if anyone was coming or, at the very least, so that he knew when the train stopped. But Natsu had never been a very prudent person, so he happily passed out.

When the nausea finally started receding some indeterminate length of time later, the first thing Natsu realized was that the train wasn't moving anymore. Jumping to his feet, he hurriedly shoved the door open and looked around to see that they'd pulled into a station. It looked like there was only a small trickle of passengers still disembarking, so they had probably been stopped for several minutes already.

"Crap," he mumbled, hopping to the ground as he desperately searched the crowd for any sign of Gray. He sure hoped that his friend wasn't already long gone.

It was surprisingly easy to slip away from the train undetected, and he spent the next several minutes fruitlessly searching the station. He was close to admitting defeat when he finally glimpsed Gray through the crowd. But just what was he doing…?

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" Natsu moaned.

Gray was buying another train ticket. This was terrible. It hadn't even occurred to Natsu that maybe they'd need to take more than one train. Just how far were they going, anyway?

When Gray had finished his transaction and sat down on a bench to stare off into space moodily, Natsu sighed and headed for the ticket vendor.

"I need whatever ticket he got," he told the ticket seller when he finally reached the front of the line several minutes later.

The other man followed Natsu's finger with his eyes and then turned back to the dragon slayer with a suspicious frown. "You really think I remember what ticket one person bought? I sell hundreds of tickets."

Natsu resisted the urge to sigh again. He almost asked why the vendor was looking at him like he was a total creep or something, but brushed it off. He didn't really care.

"Well, what train is coming through soon?" he asked, assuming that Gray had arranged things so that he had as short a layover as possible.

"One will be stopping in just over half an hour from now," the vendor said, still eyeing Natsu warily. "And there's another in an hour."

"Seriously?" Natsu demanded of no one in particular.

"Seriously."

Well, that could be a problem. If Natsu just knew where Gray was heading then it would be easy enough to figure out which train was the right one, but as it was, he had no idea. He glowered at the vendor for a moment before a sly smirk spread across his face. Train hopping it was.

"Never mind, I don't need a ticket after all," he said cheerfully.

The vendor leaned backwards a little, looking as apprehensive as if he expected the dragon slayer to attack him at any moment. "Uh, okay. Whatever."

Natsu didn't know what that guy's problem was. But hey, maybe he'd go crazy after a while too if he had to spend his life doing something as boring as selling train tickets.

Leaving the disconcerted vendor behind, he headed back towards Gray, making sure to stay invisible in the crowd of pedestrians but wanting to get close enough to keep an eye on his friend. He briefly debated just revealing himself, but discarded the idea almost instantly. Gray wouldn't be happy and might abandon his scheme altogether if he knew that he was being followed. For now, Natsu would stay incognito.

He was careful not to be accidentally spotted, but he needn't have bothered. It wasn't like Gray was paying much attention to his surroundings anyway. The ice mage was holding his train ticket and turning it over and over in his hands, staring at it sightlessly the whole time. Occasionally he would glance around almost nervously and start fidgeting, but he always returned to his senseless scrutiny of the ticket. It was an odd mixture of melancholy and anxiety, and Natsu didn't know what to make of it.

Gray stayed lost in thought the entire time until the train arrived. If anything, his moodiness and apprehension only seemed to increase. Natsu was starting to suspect that maybe this mysterious trip was not something he had particularly wanted to do.

Luckily Natsu had a much easier time sneaking onto the train this time around, and at least he knew that he was on the right train this time. He managed to find another unoccupied compartment to hide in and stayed just as nauseous throughout the whole trip, although he was more careful not to go completely catatonic this time. Staying mostly conscious through hours of hell was an exquisite kind of torture.

When the train finally stopped, Natsu was up and staggering off almost before the wheels stopped turning. He didn't want to stay on that torture device any longer than he had to, and anyway, he wanted to be able to spot Gray coming off the train so that he didn't lose him again. He found a semi-concealed spot with a good view and settled back to wait, willing his stomach to unknot as he watched the passengers file off the train. People kept pouring into the station, but Gray was nowhere in sight. When the steady outpouring slowed to a trickle, Natsu started getting worried that maybe he'd overlooked something.

But then Gray finally appeared and exited the train slowly. He paused as soon as his feet hit the ground and looked around, an odd expression on his face as he studied the area. The man stuck behind him quickly got tired of waiting and shoved past him, sending him stumbling to the side. Natsu scowled, but Gray just threw the irritated man an apologetic glance, sighed, and started maneuvering through the crowd.

Natsu followed silently, unwilling to give himself away until he knew where Gray was going and what he was doing. As stalker and stalkee traversed the streets and reached the city limits, Natsu became aware of yet another problem. There was lots of cover inside the city and he could blend into the crowds of people, but outside they were practically in wilderness. Even worse, it was all snowy and it wasn't easy to hide when everything was white.

Plus it was cold. Natsu hated the cold. If he had known that he'd be stuck traipsing through the damn arctic then he would have at least brought a jacket. He was tempted to use his magic to warm himself up, but he was worried about catching Gray's attention. Right now his friend seemed lost in his own thoughts, but Natsu wasn't taking any chances. He'd just shiver and take it for now.

And if he had thought it couldn't get any worse, he was wrong. Yes, he had been vaguely aware that they were walking in the general direction of a line of mountains. No, he had not been expecting that he'd have to climb the damn things.

But that's what it looked like was going to happen. Gray had stopped right at the base of one of the mountains and pulled himself out of his musings to look up at it silently. Natsu found a rock to hide behind and silently cursed his luck. Gray stayed motionless for several long seconds and Natsu fought the urge to shift impatiently. Did they have to climb it or not?

"You don't have to do this," Gray mumbled.

Natsu almost jumped out of his skin, before realizing that Gray was just talking to himself. The ice mage half turned and looked back towards the city in the distance, an indecisive look plastered on his face. Then he sighed heavily and looked back at the mountain again, his posture screaming weary resignation.

"I owe it to him," he muttered, as if he was trying to convince himself.

Natsu watched him curiously, wondering what it was that he was so reluctant to do. But Gray just wavered for a moment longer and then started hiking up the side of the mountain, Natsu following at a distance.

Staying hidden was annoying enough, but staying quiet was even worse. Even when not blabbering away, Natsu wasn't a terribly quiet person, and the mountainside was eerily silent. The only good thing was that the thick layer of snow coating everything helped muffle sound a little, although it was really cold and Natsu wasn't sure he could feel his feet anymore. He risked using a tiny bit of magic to warm himself up, but then resigned himself to more frozen suffering.

Gray wasn't bothered by the cold, but he seemed to slow down more and more as they walked, until he stopped altogether. Natsu paused and rolled his eyes as his friend once again started dithering and trying to convince himself to keep going.

"Suck it up and stop being so pathetic."

Natsu watched Gray with narrowed eyes as he let out a breath and started forward again. He slipped around a rocky outcropping, and Natsu waited a minute to let him get a head start before following. When the dragon slayer cautiously poked his nose around the rock, he was surprised to see a little cabin sitting a short distance away.

Gray was already standing in front of the door, and after another moment of hesitation, he pushed his way inside and disappeared. Frowning in bewilderment, Natsu sat behind the rock and waited. But surveillance was boring and he was too fidgety and cold to stay still, so after a few minutes he crept over to the side of the cabin and peeked in the window.

His eyes widened in surprise as he saw Lyon inside with Gray. Both of the ice mages looked supremely uncomfortable, which perhaps wasn't surprising since the last time they had met was back on Galuna. Where Lyon had been a complete asshole.

Natsu's surprise melted into wary suspicion mixed with a fair helping of anger. What the hell was he doing here? No wonder Gray had been so reluctant to come. Natsu had half a mind to put an end to things right now. Gray obviously wasn't happy and Lyon was a jerk who could be planning all manner of things. Natsu was wary of his intentions.

The dragon slayer strained to hear what was being said inside, but not even his enhanced hearing could pick up the conversation. Good grief, what were these stupid windows made of? Huffing in frustration, he contented himself with watching the ice mages through the window in a totally un-creepy fashion, being careful to stay out of sight in case they happened to glance his way.

It was hard to know what exactly was going on when he couldn't hear anything, but he soon became aware that even more than being uncomfortable, the two ice mages seemed…sad. Eventually they drifted to the couch and perched there awkwardly, looking everywhere but at each other. Natsu wasn't sure how long they'd been talking before Gray suddenly looked up in surprise and met Lyon's eyes for the first time. They stared at each other silently for a long moment, and then Natsu was alarmed to see his friend's eyes fill with tears.

Gray immediately looked away and tilted his head so that his face was hidden from view, but the slight tremble in his body gave him away. Lyon evidently wasn't fooled, because after a few seconds of indecisive lip-chewing, he leaned forward to wrap the younger mage in a hug. Gray stiffened immediately, but gave in after a moment.

Then he pulled away and stood up suddenly, saying something as he turned away and walked quickly out of the cabin, head bowed, leaving a forlorn Lyon watching him from the sofa. He burst out into the chill mountain air, let the door fall shut behind him, and made a beeline for that outcropping they'd walked past earlier. He quickly disappeared from view, and Natsu reflected that it was good that he'd moved or else Gray would have just walked straight into him.

Taking one last suspicious look at Lyon through the window, Natsu slipped back over to the outcropping and cautiously peered around the edge to see where his friend had gone. It turned out that Gray hadn't gone very far at all. He was sitting in the snow with his back pressed against the rock and his knees pulled to his chest. His face was buried in his knees, but his shoulders shook silently.

"Are you okay?" Natsu asked automatically, worry temporarily eclipsing his survival instinct. He immediately winced as he realized his mistake.

Gray's head jerked up and he stared at Natsu with wide eyes. The look of utter incomprehension and shock on his face would have been hilarious in any other situation, but not when there were still clearly visible tear tracks streaking his cheeks. He gaped at Natsu for several long seconds as the dragon slayer shifted uncomfortably and tried to figure out what he was supposed to do now.

"Natsu?" Gray asked finally, drawing out the dragon slayer's name, disbelief evident in his voice. "What…? How…? What the hell are you doing here?"

Natsu laughed nervously. Crap, he needed to salvage this situation somehow.

"Uh, hi? I came to, um…"

Gray stayed absolutely silent, just staring at him with that same expression of disbelief. The complete lack of reaction made Natsu even more nervous, until he filled the dead air with his anxious babble in an attempt to explain himself.

"Well, you see, you turned down that one fight and that was weird, and then you turned down that other fight this morning and it was weird too, and, uh, I wanted to know why you were being so…weird," he rambled, shifting his weight from foot to foot under the pressure of Gray's gaze. "So I, uh, might've followed you to see what you were up to. You know, 'cause it was weird that you were going on some mysterious trip that wasn't a job or anything. And…Yeah, here I am. Surprise?"

Gray just stared.

"So, uh, are you okay?" Natsu asked, anxious to fill the silence and draw some kind of response out of his friend.

The silence dragged on for several more seconds.

"You followed me?" Gray asked finally, his voice oddly flat.

"Um, yeah?"

Gray continued to stare at him with that strange, flat gaze, but then he seemed to suddenly snap out of his daze, anger flaring in his eyes as he pushed himself to his feet and swiped a hand across his eyes.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he growled, glaring at Natsu. "What made you think that I wanted you to follow me?"

"Uh, I–"

"You shouldn't be here."

"I know, but–"

Gray's glower deepened and his hands clenched into fists. "You followed me here because you wanted a fight?"

"Not exactly–"

"Fine," he hissed, advancing on Natsu with blazing eyes. "You can have your goddamn fight."

Natsu retreated a few paces, wondering how he was supposed to defuse the situation. Okay, so yeah, he had wanted a fight. But not really like this.

"Look, can we–?"

He broke off with a yelp as Gray swung at him, and hurriedly dodged out of the way. Well, there was definitely going to be a fight. It wasn't really surprising that Gray was angry, and it was probably even worse because he'd been upset even before Natsu popped up out of nowhere. He obviously wasn't in the mood to overlook the dragon slayer's blunder.

"What, exactly, gave you the impression that this was a good idea?" he growled, aiming a vicious strike at Natsu's chest.

Natsu blocked him. He had been planning to stay mostly on the defensive, but screw it. He could fight back too. Gray was angry enough to want it, anyway, and Natsu was no good at holding back.

"I just thought–"

"No, you weren't thinking anything. If you'd been thinking, then you would have realized that you had no right to stalk me across the whole damn continent."

Natsu countered another blow and struck back, but Gray easily blocked it, eyes still bright with anger.

"Maybe it wasn't my best idea, but I just wanted–"

"How dare you?" Gray seethed, cutting off Natsu once again. That was starting to get annoying. "Stay the hell away from my past and my feelings and my head and…ugh. I have enough problems without you coming to muddle everything up and mess with things that don't concern you. It's not your place to–"

Natsu had had enough.

"It is my place!" he roared, catching Gray off guard as he lunged forward and shoved against his chest in frustration, sending them both crashing to the ground. "Fine, maybe I shouldn't have followed you. But the problem with friends is that it is their place to stick their noses in your business if they think that something's wrong. If you didn't want us to worry about you when things go wrong then you shouldn't have made us care about you in the first place. You can't have it both ways."

Gray stared up at him blankly, the anger in his eyes melting into something tired and melancholy and altogether indecipherable. Still breathing heavily from getting so worked up, Natsu scowled down at him as he waited to see if the idiot got the point yet.

"Get off me," Gray said quietly, after the silence had dragged on for what seemed like an eternity but was probably only a few seconds.

Natsu hurriedly backed off and scrambled a couple paces away, still eyeing him. Surely it was a good sign that he'd asked Natsu to get off rather than just punching him? And he certainly seemed less angry. But Natsu was also still wary because his friend was being weird as hell and it was impossible to figure out how to best handle the situation.

Gray just sat up and wrapped his arms around his knees again. He fixed his gaze on the ground and frowned absently.

"Lyon came to see me last week," he said. Natsu regarded him uncertainly for a moment, before relaxing as he came to the conclusion that he didn't need to worry about being attacked again. "He asked me to meet him up here today."

Gray fell silent and stared at the snow moodily, and Natsu cautiously inched over to sit next to him.

"And where is here, exactly?" Natsu asked when his friend showed no inclination of continuing.

Gray gave him a sidelong look, an almost amused expression flitting over his face despite his obvious melancholy. "You followed me across the whole continent and didn't even know where you were going?"

Natsu scowled. "How was I supposed to know? I just hid in whatever train you got on. Doesn't mean I knew where those trains were going."

"Hid? Like a stowaway?"

"Exactly like a stowaway," Natsu grumbled.

"Never thought I'd see the day." A half-smile played at the corners of Gray's mouth for a second before vanishing. He looked away to resume his scrutiny of the ground. "Isvan. We're in Isvan."

"Isn't that where you grew up or whatever?"

"Yes," Gray agreed with a sigh. "I haven't been back here in a decade. That's probably one of the reasons Lyon came to see me so far in advance. I'm sure he guessed that I wouldn't really want to come back and that I'd need time to think about it."

Natsu chewed on his lip thoughtfully as he studied his friend's profile. Isvan, huh? He didn't know much about Gray's childhood, but he could see why coming back here might drag up bad memories. Which begged the question of what was so important that it had convinced him to come here even though he hadn't wanted to.

"What did he want?" Natsu asked. "And why did you come?"

Gray lowered his head a little and hugged his knees more tightly. "Because…It's Ur's death anniversary."

Natsu winced as Gray's melancholy suddenly became a lot more understandable. He opened his mouth, but then closed it again. He didn't really know what he should say to that. And apparently that didn't matter, because once Gray had dragged those words out of himself it was like the floodgates had opened.

"He came down last week and asked to meet here today so that we could, I don't know, grieve together or whatever," Gray rambled, narrowing his eyes at the ground. "And I didn't really give him a straight answer, just said that I'd think about it. I don't think he actually expected me to show up. I didn't expect me to show up. I didn't want to come back. First I'd think I'd decided to come, but then I'd change my mind, and I've been going back and forth all week. I wasn't sure I'd be coming until I made a snap decision first thing this morning.

"It just seemed like a bad idea, you know? I mean, isn't he supposed to still hate me? And even if he doesn't, it just doesn't make sense to me why he'd want me here. Shouldn't that make things worse for him? I don't know. I feel like I should have stayed away so that he didn't have to deal with me, but he also asked me to come and I feel like I owe him that much, even if I'm not sure it was a great idea. So I came and… Yeah. I came."

He forcefully cut off his babbling and Natsu hesitated for a few seconds, unsure of what to say.

"I'm sorry," he said finally. Gray just shrugged halfheartedly. "You could have just told someone. It's harder to do it alone."

Gray threw him a baleful look. "Would you have told anyone?"

"…No, I suppose not." Natsu sighed. "And I'm not surprised that you didn't say anything either. I just think that maybe it would have been easier if you'd let someone else in."

"Apparently I didn't have to. You followed me anyway."

"Yeah… I'm kind of sorry about that, but not really."

Gray huffed out a laugh that sounded something like a sigh. "Oh well. I'm always trying to keep things to myself so that I can figure them out on my own, but it seems like someone always chases after me and forces themselves into my business anyway." He smiled sadly. "I guess it started with Ur chasing me down, and now someone from the guild always seems to be chasing after me whenever I just want to fix things myself. And then Lyon came after me, and now you. No one ever seems to be able to leave me alone anymore."

Natsu tilted his head slightly and studied his friend. Yeah, Gray was pretty independent and preferred to keep things to himself, and Natsu could see why he might sometimes get frustrated by other people always sticking their noses in his business. Lucy and Erza, especially, would start asking questions if he ever seemed down or they thought something was going on, and they weren't the only ones in the guild who would try to do something if they suspected something was wrong. That's just how Fairy Tail was, because it was family and family looked out for its own.

"Why do you think she chased after you?" Natsu asked finally. "Ur?"

Gray dropped his chin onto his knees and sighed. "Because she loved me."

"And… Why do you think that everyone from the guild always chases after you when they think you're upset?"

"…Because they love me."

"So why do you think that I chased after you now?"

Gray stayed silent for a long moment. "Because you wanted a fight," he mumbled.

"Yeah." Natsu smiled fondly. "Something like that."

Gray sniffed and dragged the back of his hand across his nose, but stayed quiet. Natsu opened his mouth, but was derailed when he sneezed violently. Gray started in surprise and looked over, his eyes widening as he seemed to see the shivering dragon slayer for the first time.

"Good grief," he said, shaking his head. "What were you thinking, coming here without a jacket? You're going to get sick."

Natsu scowled and sneezed again. "If I'd known I'd be stuck in the middle of this godforsaken frozen wasteland then I definitely would have brought warmer clothes. But I didn't know that, did I?"

"Watch it. That's my home you're calling a godforsaken wasteland."

Natsu had a sudden flash of panic that he'd managed to offend his friend while he was already upset, but Gray seemed more amused than anything. The ice mage undid all the buttons on his coat in about two seconds flat, his practice at stripping obviously coming in handy, and shrugged off the garment so that he could hand it to Natsu.

"But–"

"Do you really think I can't handle the cold?" Gray asked, amused. "Trust me, I've run around up here with way less clothing than this."

Natsu snorted and accepted the offering, tugging the jacket on. Now that he wasn't hiding he could probably just use his magic to warm up, but he didn't mention that.

"Yeah, I'm amazed you actually still had so much clothing on."

Gray opened his mouth but then paused, a bewildered look spreading across his face. Looking down, he tugged at his shirt with a frown.

"Huh. Yeah, that's kind of weird. I guess I've been distracted."

"Never stopped you before."

"Yeah, but this is…different." Gray shifted, his gaze sliding off to the side. "Anyway, I should probably go back. I just ran out on Lyon and said I'd be back in a minute. I shouldn't make him worry any more than he already has."

Natsu's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What did he say to make you cry?"

Gray seemed to deflate, slumping back and staring downwards with glazed eyes. For a moment, Natsu didn't think he was going to get an answer.

"He said…" Gray let out a shuddering breath. "He said that it wasn't really my fault and that he…that he forgave me."

Natsu watched silently as Gray scrubbed at his face with his hands and steadfastly didn't look at the dragon slayer. On the bright side, Lyon hadn't been a jerk after all. On the less bright side, this only illustrated exactly how much Gray had needed to hear those words for all these years.

"Well, I guess I won't have to kill him after all then," Natsu said, instead of voicing his thoughts.

Gray finally looked over at him, blinking uncertainly. "Huh? Why would you want to kill him?"

"The last time I saw him was on Galuna, and he was a complete asshole," Natsu said dryly, rolling his eyes. "And I didn't know why you came up here and what he was doing. Is it really that surprising that I assumed he was messing with you again?"

"I can take care of myself."

"Yeah, but I'm a big fan of beating people up so I look for any excuse to do it. I'll steal your kills if I have to."

Gray choked out a laugh and twisted to the side as he rubbed at his eyes with shaky hands. Natsu averted his gaze.

"If he wasn't being a jerk then why did you leave?" he asked, absently playing with the sleeve of his borrowed jacket, which he suddenly found fascinating.

"Is that a real question?" Gray asked, sniffing again. "Because I didn't want to completely lose it in front of him. I didn't necessarily want to lose it in front of you either."

Natsu darted a quick glance over at him. "Is it really better to lose it alone?"

"I don't know. I always thought so." Gray took a couple calming breaths and then pushed himself to his feet, carefully removing any traces of tears from his face as he rearranged his expression into something more neutral. "Well, I suppose you're going to have to come too, although I doubt he'll be any happier to see you than I was."

"I can just stay out here."

"In the cold?"

Natsu huffed impatiently. "I've got a jacket. And fire magic."

Gray eyed him shrewdly. "Yes, but it's almost evening, so unless you want to sleep out in the snow all night…"

"I'm coming," Natsu said, hurriedly jumping to his feet. No way did he want to stay out here the whole night. It was already cold enough.

"I thought so." Gray only made it a few steps before hesitating and turning back to frown at Natsu. "I know you aren't exactly his biggest fan, but don't antagonize him, okay? Just…It's not all about me. He's grieving too. Remember that."

Natsu didn't really want to make any promises, but when he took in Gray's expression, he sighed and nodded. Satisfied, the ice mage headed back to the cabin, Natsu following behind as dusk slowly settled over the mountaintop. Gray paused outside the door for a moment before taking a deep breath and quietly going inside. Lyon was still sitting on the couch, staring blankly down at his hands folded in his lap, but his head jerked up when he heard the door open and he eyed Gray uncertainly.

"Are you…?"

"Yeah." Gray cleared his throat, his gaze sliding off to the side. "But we seem to have an unexpected visitor."

"What–?" Lyon broke off as Natsu edged into the cabin and shut the door. He stared at the dragon slayer uncomprehendingly for several seconds. "Where did you spring from?"

"Apparently he followed me all the way from Magnolia and I never noticed," Gray said, sighing tiredly. "Sorry."

"I don't blame you," Lyon grumbled. He threw Natsu an annoyed look. "I blame him."

Natsu opened his mouth, but forcibly stopped himself from saying something rude as he remembered Gray's warning. "Hi," he said instead.

Lyon's eyebrows shot up and Gray shook his head slightly in exasperation.

"Well, it's been a long and tiring day, so why don't we make dinner?" Gray suggested, trying to cut through the tension. "I sure hope you brought enough food, Lyon. This flame-brained idiot has a bottomless stomach and I'm sure he's starved after chasing me around all day."

"Hey," Natsu protested halfheartedly. The gloomy atmosphere made it hard to really get excited about banter.

Lyon scowled at him for a few more seconds before sighing. "Fine. It's not going to be anything fancy, but I can make something."

Natsu looked back and forth between the two ice mages. "If you two want to talk, I can just go in the other room," he offered.

Gray snorted. "With that hearing of yours, you'll be able to hear whatever goes on in this place. It's not big."

"I won't listen."

"Sure you will. You're too curious for your own good."

"Whatever." That was hard to dispute. Just because Natsu fully intended to block out any conversation didn't mean that he wouldn't eventually cave in and start listening despite his best efforts.

"…I'll just go make dinner." Lyon shook his head tiredly and headed for the kitchen.

Gray stared after him, but then sighed and followed. "Come on, flame brain."

Natsu wasn't sure that was such a great idea, but he obeyed. He lurked in the doorway and tried to wish himself invisible to escape the awkwardness. Gray leaned up against a counter nearby where Lyon was working and eyed the older mage skeptically.

"Can you even cook?"

"Of course," Lyon huffed. He hesitated for a split second. "Well, sort of. I can do the basics. And it's not like we're going to be eating a gourmet meal up here in a place that's been abandoned for so long that half the appliances don't work anymore. I think I can manage. I'll do a better job than you anyway."

"How do you know?" Gray arched an eyebrow and folded his arms across his chest. "You've barely seen me in years. How do you know that I haven't learned to cook in all that time?"

"Have you?"

One corner of Gray's mouth twitched upwards. "No."

"Then stop complaining."

"Ah well, it's not like Ur was ever a great chef either." Gray's smile was melancholy.

"Yeah…" Lyon sighed and directed his gaze back at the food he was chopping up. "She knew the basics too though."

"Sure, she could do the simple things, but remember that time she tried to make that fancy cake for your birthday and it was horrible?"

Despite himself, Lyon cracked a smile. "I still don't understand how anyone could ruin a cake so badly."

Natsu wanted to sink into the floor and disappear. It was already awkward enough, and listening to the ice mages reminisce about times and people that he didn't know just made it worse. This was a conversation that Natsu clearly didn't belong in, and he felt like he was intruding. Maybe he could just sneak out to the other room and try to tune it out.

As if sensing Natsu's discomfort, Gray glanced over and studied him with unreadable eyes for a moment. Then he smiled a little, and although the melancholy mood was still there, it was lighter than it had been before.

"She could always cook the normal things," he told Natsu conversationally. "But every once in while she would get ambitious and try out some fancy recipe she found, and it almost always ended disastrously. One time she found this really complicated cake recipe she wanted to make for Lyon's birthday. It looked really good, until we bit into it and realized that she used salt instead of sugar. It was truly terrible."

Natsu automatically started to smile, before catching himself and eyeing Gray uncertainly. He wasn't sure why he was suddenly being included in this or what his reaction should be.

"Uh, that sounds bad?"

"Mhm." Gray's eyes took on a faraway look for a moment before he refocused on Natsu, a sly smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I still think that it was just payback for the time Lyon thought it would be a good idea to hide all the dishes and silverware and we spent almost two hours searching for them before he decided that a prank wasn't worth his life."

"Ha ha," Lyon said dryly.

Natsu hesitated, before smiling a little. It occurred to him that maybe Gray was just making an effort to keep him included in a conversation that he really had no place in, and maybe to lighten the atmosphere a little bit. And in any case, Gray had never been very open about his life before Fairy Tail so these were stories that Natsu had never been privy to before. It was hard to entirely forget the melancholy of the occasion, but maybe they were just all trying to make the best of a bad situation.

"You sound like you were pretty horrible," Natsu remarked, grinning over at Lyon.

The older mage paused in his preparations to scowl over at him. "You're still pretty horrible."

Natsu snorted in amusement and Gray rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, you're not exactly an angel," Gray told Natsu, shaking his head. "But yeah, neither of us were little angels as kids either. We could be pretty damn annoying." He nudged Lyon with his elbow. "Hey, remember that time when she was out and we decided it would be fun to build snowmen in the house?"

Lyon had looked like he was about to chew Gray out for bumping him and almost making him drop the food on the floor, but his features softened. "Man, she was pissed. How were we supposed to know that she'd object to a little snow in the house? The woman took ice baths, for crying out loud."

Gray laughed and then grinned lazily at Natsu. "We dragged enough snow in here to cover everything and then built a whole army of snowmen. She wasn't impressed by our artistic skills."

"You were a troublemaker right from the beginning, huh?" Natsu shook his head and bit back a smile.

Lyon leaned back and smiled at Gray sadly. "Mostly I remember because you actually really got into it and had a good time."

Gray frowned a little and looked away, leaving Natsu puzzled.

"Why wouldn't he?" the dragon slayer wondered aloud. "That sounds exactly like the kind of thing he'd do for the fun of it."

"He didn't have fun with much of anything back then," Lyon replied, shaking his head. He kept his gaze on Gray. "Ur and I used to have, like, competitions to try to make you smile or laugh, you know. The times when you were actually laughing and in a good mood stick in my memory since they were so few and far between."

Natsu winced, not appreciating the implications of that. Gray stayed silent for a moment longer, before giving Lyon a smirk that Natsu could tell wasn't entirely genuine.

"You might've gotten better results if your jokes weren't always so lame."

Lyon rolled his eyes. "My jokes were great."

"They sucked and weren't funny."

"They were plenty funny. Maybe you only thought they weren't funny because you didn't want them to be." Lyon sighed. "I wasn't sure what to expect when I saw you again after all these years, but you're definitely different. You've changed a lot."

Something dark flickered in Gray's eyes and he looked away. "Good."

Lyon winced. "I didn't… I just meant that you're happier now."

"Of course," Gray said dismissively, nudging Lyon aside without a second glance so that he could take up the prep work that the older mage had abandoned. Despite his admission that he couldn't cook, he chopped through the vegetables neatly and confidently. "It would be hard to be any less happy."

Lyon grimaced, and Natsu thought that his expression might be something similar. It wasn't really a surprise that Gray hadn't been all happy and cheerful after watching his parents die, but hearing it laid out so bluntly was kind of depressing.

"Gray…"

"And it's kind of hard to stay too unhappy when you have all sorts of weirdo friends constantly harassing you," Gray added, his voice light, although he kept his eyes fixed on his work. "Although I could really do without being followed everywhere. I don't need another stalker."

Natsu hesitated, unsure of how to proceed. It seemed like Gray was more than willing to try keeping the conversation more upbeat, and he was obviously trying to smooth over all the serious topics Lyon had brought up.

"I'm so sorry to inconvenience you, Gray-sama," the dragon slayer said after a moment, making sure to use a horrible falsetto for effect.

Gray actually flinched and cringed, before turning to fix him with a baleful look. "Don't you dare."

Natsu grinned cheekily. After a few more seconds of glowering, the corners of Gray's lips twitched upwards as well. Crisis averted.

"And I thought you were already bad enough," he said, shaking his head. "I think I've found the most annoying thing in the world now. If we take Juvia's most irritating qualities and combine them with…well, with all of you, then that has to be the most annoying thing ever created."

"You know you like it. Don't you, Gray-sama?"

Gray cringed automatically again and scowled. "I have to deal with her stalking me half the time already. I don't need you picking up her habits."

"Wait." Lyon looked back and forth between Gray and Natsu for a moment, and then smirked. "Does Gray have a girlfriend?"

"No," Gray snapped, wincing. "No, I do not."

"Well, maybe you should tell her that," Natsu said, snickering.

"I have. She's nice enough, but she doesn't know how to take no for an answer."

No one felt like stepping back out onto the minefield again right now, so they kept the conversation on lighter topics for the rest of the night. The teasing and joking was a little subdued since there was still a cloud hanging over their heads, but it was there and all overly-depressing topics were avoided. Natsu wondered how much of that might be due to him, just because Gray and Lyon didn't want to discuss Ur while he was there.

Dinner turned out alright, if a little burned. The burning wasn't actually due to the ice mages' lack of cooking skill, but to the fact that Natsu was starving and too impatient to be bothered with waiting, and in his eagerness had opted to forgo the stove so that he could accidentally char their food with his magic instead. Oops. But aside from a few halfhearted complaints, the others just rolled their eyes and accepted it.

It was as they were finishing their meal that Natsu finally worked up the nerve to ask the question that had been on the tip of his tongue since he'd first walked in here.

"So, uh, how long are you planning to stay up here?"

Gray and Lyon fell silent and exchanged looks.

"It was a one-day thing," Lyon said finally, frowning down at his empty plate. "We'll leave in the morning."

Natsu studied him curiously, wondering what this would mean for the future. Was this just a one-day truce? It was hard to figure out the older mage's intentions when the last time they'd met had been on Galuna. That had been an entirely different experience, for sure.

"I'm sure you must be tired from suffering through all those hours of train rides," Gray told Natsu. His voice was light, but there was a firm edge underlying it. "Why don't you go get some sleep? Lyon and I will clean up here."

Natsu almost protested that he wasn't really that tired, but caught the look Gray was giving him and nodded hurriedly. "Yup, I'm tired. Super tired. I'll just…Yeah. Thanks for cleaning up."

He beat a hasty retreat and started looking around the cabin for a place to sleep. He could hear hushed voices in the kitchen, but as long as Gray and Lyon just whispered, he could tune out the noise without picking out the individual words. He had said that he'd try not to listen in if Gray and Lyon wanted to talk, so despite the curiosity clawing at his insides, Natsu pulled a worn blanket over his head and ignored the voices until he drifted off to sleep.

Note:

For the curious, this was the original request:

Here's the idea: Grey's being very upset lately and Natsu wants to comfront him about it, but before he can do that, Grey says he is going on a trip (not a mission) and vanishes. Natsu follows him. They reach the town where Grey used to live with Ur and there he meets with Lyon (this was post-galuna). Natsu is shell shock and evesdropped [?] on them (in here he doesn't like Lyon). They go to Ur's old shack and they talk for a bit, all the while Natsu is watching them through the window. Grey starts to cry and he eventually breaks down on Lyon's arms. Natsu watches and Grey suddenly stands up and leaves the house telling Lyon he will be back in a couple of minutes. Natsu follows and when Grey collapsed on the ground he goes to his aid. At first Grey is confuse and mad because he was being followed. They had a small brawl but eventually they calm and Grey explains he's there because it was the anniversary of Ur's death and he agreed to meet there with Lyon so they could mourn properly as sibling students. Natsu feels bad, apologizes and then they return to Lyon after having their heart to heart (the kind that only you know how to do). Lyon is surprise to find Natsu and a little annoyed, but he doesn't break into a fight with him. In the end, they return calmly to the train station after saying goodbye to Lyon and Natsu comforts Grey on the ride. Happy ending!

emmahoshi: That's why it's unofficial ;) I usually have enough other projects on my plate that I don't need to ask for more. It makes you feel old? Should it make me feel old too then, since I've been writing that whole time? XD Ha ha, yeah, sometimes you just have shake your head at Natsu's logic about, well, everything. Well, Isvan is freezing and Natsu hates the cold to start with, so it made sense to me to make him cold at the top of a snowy mountain lol Yeah, I'm not that great at cooking, but I feel like baking is kind of easy because you just follow the recipe. And yeah, decorating is the real nightmare XD