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-Laxus/Natsu-
Natsu loved his life in the guild. He had freedom, great friends, and a sexy Alpha dragon to mentally undress and have dirty dreams of. Laxus could be an asshole, but Natsu has seen the moments where the other dragon was caring. He helped Mirajane in the kitchen, or corrected Wendy when she was practicing a new move. Watching Laxus with Wendy or any of the younger guild members made the dragon in him purr with delight.
So maybe Natsu had more than just naughty dreams about the Alpha dragon. Maybe he wanted to be mated to the Lightning dragon, but there's no way Laxus would want him. He was just a silly Omega with a pyro problem that dreamt big.
"Are you just going to lay in bed all day?"
Natsu turned his head to Lucy while she put on her earrings. She was already dressed in her tank top and underwear. Her skirt for today lay over her chair until she's put on her lotion.
"But Luceeeee," he whined as Happy walked in to the room with a fish in his mouth. "I don't want to go to the party."
"Since when?" She asked, now tying a ribbon in her hair.
"Are you sick Natsu?" Asked Happy with a worried face. He looked at his fish, it was his favorite, but offered it to Natsu. "Here. This will make you better."
Natsu smiled and patted Happy's head. "You eat it Happy, but thanks."
"Aye," said Happy softly not looking away from his father figure/best friend. A second later he ate the fish. "Thank you for the food! I'm going to the guild to see if Carla wants to share a fish."
Lucy rolled her eyes checking her reflection. "Are you worried you're going to make a fool of yourself?"
Natsu shook his head.
Lucy's gaze softened as she walked over to her bed and sat down. She ran a hand through his unruly but surprisingly soft hair. "Is it Laxus?"
When Natsu blushed, she giggled. Natsu explained to her how dragons interacted. She was shocked to find out that even though he was called a "dragonslayer" it didn't exactly mean what he was. He was a dragon in human skin.
In the early days, when hybrids came out to the world, humans mistook them for dragon hunters. After all, who would willingly go to such lengths to look and behave like a dragon unless they were trying to kill it with its own tactics? Which is why they were called "dragonslayers".
Natsu was born from a dragon, but in the skin of a human. In their society he was born as an Omega, which he explained made him the uke in his mating. He would have an Alpha that will care and provide for him.
Lucy was confused, as Natsu didn't seem the type who would let someone else fight his battles and asked. He had laughed and shook his head.
"It's like what you have with Loki," he had answered. She had blushed and was going to protest it, but couldn't when Loki's key glowed and he purred in her head.
"How did you know?" She asked. Natsu tapped his nose and winked.
From then on, Lucy didn't mind when Natsu and Happy showed up in her apartment and used her things. Natsu was like her.
Submissive to only one man, and that man only.
And like Lucy, there was no way Natsu would let his mate fight for him without fighting alongside him.
"Should I be jealous?"
Without missing a beat, Natsu wrapped an arm around Lucy's waist and rolled over so he was cuddled to her side, their legs entwined. "Go away Loki. Lucy is busy."
Loki snorted, laying on the bed as well, dressed only in his slacks and shirt. He threw his jacket over Lucy's skirt.
"You're lucky I like you Natsu," sighed Loki, curling around the Omega. Since Natsu's explanation to Lucy, all of her keys heard as well, they all became as protective of Natsu as they were if Lucy. Loki even more so. "What's going on with Laxus?"
Lucy piped up, one of her hands sneaking over Natsu and entwining with Loki's. "He'll be at the celebration tonight. Natsu's embarrassed."
Loki looked down at the blushing dragon slayer and chuckled. "Never thought I'd see the day where Natsu is afraid."
Natsu huffed and held on to Lucy tighter. "I'm not afraid!"
"Then go get ready."
"Fine!"
Natsu jumped out of bed, careful of Lucy but made sure to get at least one kick in on Loki before stalking to Lucy's closet to find an outfit to wear. He stayed over so often, he was practically moved in.
Lucy sat up smiling at Natsu's back. "Thanks Loki."
"Anytime Lucy-hime," he purred rolling over her and stealing a kiss.
Lucy blushed.
"You've been talking to Virgo again I see."
He nodded sitting up. "She wanted me to give you this." He pulled out her Fleuve d'étoiles. "She's added a few tweaks."
Lucy took it from Loki smiling sweetly. "Thank you!"
She then looked over to her key pouch. "Thank you Virgo!"
Her key glowed for a second in reply.
"Now go get dressed or Natsu is going to walk in seeing more of you."
"Pervert!" Exclaimed Lucy jumping out of his grasp and headed over to her chair. She tossed him his jacket and grabbed her skirt.
"You ready yet Natsu? We need to get going soon!"
"Yeah!" He walked out in his usual attire, settling his scarf around his neck. "Anything bad happens, I'm blaming you, Loki."
"Hai, hai," laughed the celestial spirit, herding both submissives out the door.
-Laxus/Natsu-
Warm.
That was the first thought he had when he woke up the next morning. He was warm, and not in a bad way. He cuddled further into Loki's side, there was no way it was Lucy with this much muscle mass, and sighed happily. It was very common for him and Lucy to fall asleep in a bed together, and Natsu has grown used to Loki climbing in when he felt they needed a third body in Lucy's cramped bed.
Happy usually slept curled up on Natsu or Lucy's pillow. He didn't feel a tail wrapped around his chest, as was common when Happy slept on his pillow. He must be on Lucy's pillow.
Opening his eyes a little he tried to shift to look over Loki and check, his Omega instincts telling him to check on his child, when he realized three things.
One, he wasn't in Lucy's home.
Two, his backside was really, really sore.
Three, he wasn't curled up against Loki, but Laxus.
Natsu had no idea what to do. This never happened to him. Ever. He did not do one-night stands, and he especially didn't tumble into bed with Laxus for a night of wild fun!
He gingerly reached up and felt along his neck. He wasn't sure if he should be happy or sad that there wasn't a mating mark. His neck was sensitive where he could feel love bites and had no doubt that Laxus left as many as he could.
Natsu blushed when a memory came forward of lips and hands and overwhelming pleasure.
"Natsu?"
Natsu blinked and that's when he realized that Laxus was awake.
He did the only thing that was possible. He panicked.
His adrenaline rush had him jumping out of Laxus' arms, putting his clothes on in a flurry, and running out of Laxus' apartment without a hint of pain. His face was flushed in embarrassment as he ran for Lucy's apartment.
What the hell happened last night?
-Laxus/Natsu-
No one remembered what happened the night before. Some people had flashbacks as parts of their memory returned, but not enough to help pain the picture of what happened.
At least, that's the story everyone in Fairy Tail knew. Everyone except the one person who did remember.
Laxus watched Natsu from the second floor as the fire dragon laughed with Happy and Lucy as Gray was telling them a story.
Laxus remembered every detail about the night before. Every gasp and moan he rendered out of Natsu's lips was seared into his memory forever.
It was a night he doubted he'd ever forget, even if he lost his memory. A pleasured Natsu under his fingers was unforgettable.
And it's a good he had those memories. Natsu has been avoiding him since that morning he woke up dazed and concerned about the accelerated heart rate he heard coming from Natsu. When he tried to get the fire dragon’s attention in order to calm him down, Natsu’s heart rate shot up. A second later, Natsu was running out of his house. Laxus may be one of the strongest in their guild, but he was also a terrible morning person, which was the only reason Natsu got away.
For now he’ll just have to make due with watching his Omega from afar.
Laxus blinked.
Did I just refer to Natsu as mine?
-Laxus/Natsu-
It’s been roughly two months since the morning Natsu ran out of Laxus’ house. He’s made sure to never get caught by the Alpha dragon and tried to go on as many missions as he could under the excuse of helping Lucy pay for her apartment.
The celestial mage knew exactly what was wrong, and kept an eye out to make sure he wasn’t doing anything too idiotic, as was the norm for their guild. It wasn’t she who figured out what was wrong with Natsu when she woke up to hearing him puking in the bathroom.
She had rushed to his side, patting his back. “Are you okay? What happened?”
“Ugh. I don’t know,” he said weakly. “I just woke up and really had to throw up.” He tensed and turned back to the toilet in time as he threw up again. “Fuuuckkkkkk.”
Lucy made a sympathetic sound. She’s never seen Natsu sick outside of motion sickness. She tried to remember everything that he recently ate. Nothing came to mind that was different than usual. Maybe he was sick with the flu?
“Luceee,” he pouted, turning and around hugging her. “I feel like shit.”
“Poor Natsu. Do you want me to run you a shower?”
“I don’t think I can stand,” he protested. She ran a hand through his hair smiling.
“How about I help?”
Natsu gave her a tired smile and nodded. He really did feel like shit. His stomach was rolling, he was more than tired- exhausted, and had a really odd urge to cry. Just what the hell was wrong with him?
-Laxus/Natsu-
To say Laxus wasn't worried would be a lie. His Omega was sick and won't come to him for comfort. Dragons can't handle being sick, Omegas more so as it leaves them very vulnerable to an attack. Normally a dragon's immune system was excellent, but when they get sick they're fucking miserable.
Laxus remembered being sick before the lacrima, and made sure to never get sick again.
"No!" Shouted Natsu, kicking the plate of pasta away from him and effectively covering Gray in pasta sauce. Gray clenched his fist, but couldn't punch Natsu since the fire Mage was running to the bathroom with his mouth covered.
"What the hell is wrong with Match-stick?"
Lucy sighed. "We think it's a bug. But he's been throwing up every morning for the last two weeks."
Two weeks? Natsu has been throwing up for two weeks? He had thought the fire Mage would come to him on his own violation, but the damn brat was stubborn. He'd rather suffer then speak with him? Laxus growled lowly and stood up.
"Laxus?" Questioned Freed, standing up as well. Laxus waved him off and made his way to the bathroom. This avoidance bullshit ends now.
He ran into Lucy who was just leaving the men's room. She blinked in surprise at seeing him. They rarely interacted, but he knew what she meant in Natsu's life and for that he was thankful for her. Her and her mate.
"Back rubs tend to work," she said softly passing by. "I'm getting him something to settle his stomach."
Laxus nodded and opened the door. The guild bathrooms were of decent size. Laxus ignored the empty urinals and walked over to the stalls. It was pretty easy to pick the one that had Natsu in it. It was the stall he could hear whimpering coming from.
"A-Alph-pha," whimpered Natsu. Laxus wasn't sure if that was because Natsu could smell him, or wanted an Alpha's presence near him. Laxus sure as hell won't let any other Alpha near his Omega alone. Not now.
Laxus opened the stall door and squatted behind Natsu, rubbing his back as Lucy suggested.
"Luceeeee," cried Natsu. Laxus' eyebrow raised when he saw actual tears. "You're so niceeeee."
Laxus rolled his eyes. He may be blonde, but he sure as hell wasn't the celestial Mage. Natsu sat up slightly so he wasn't over the toilet anymore. He weakly reached up and flushed, his nose wrinkling cutely from the smell. Natsu then shifted and leant back to rest on Laxus chest.
The Lightning Mage knew exactly when Natsu realized he wasn't Lucy. The soft pliant body suddenly got really tense.
"La-Laxus."
"Natsu."
-Laxus/Natsu-
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.
How the hell didn't he realize that Laxus was in the guild today? He could've sworn the older Mage was still on his job! If he had known Laxus was back, he would've left the guild when he started getting nauseous, not set himself for THIS!
He looked over his shoulder at Laxus' blank face. Natsu's eyebrow twitched slightly. It was not fair that he couldn't read Laxus' mood. It would sure come in handy right about now.
"You're sick."
Natsu nodded.
"Why?"
Natsu shrugged.
"You're going to a doctor." Laxus carefully picked Natsu up, an arm under Natsu's knees and the other around his back.
"Wa- Laxus!" Shouted Natsu struggling to get down. "No! I don't want a doctor!"
"You're seeing a doctor. End of discussion." Laxus stepped out of the stall. Natsu didn't make it easy for him though. He wiggled and squirmed and weakly pushed against Laxus' chest. "Stop fighting," growled Laxus, his eyes cutting to Natsu's.
Natsu instantly stopped, his Omega side making him agreeable. On a normal day, Natsu would've kept squirming and running off his mouth. The fact that he now lay quietly, accepting his fate left Laxus with a bad taste in his mouth.
When Laxus walked out into the guild, Natsu hid his warm face in Laxus' chest.
"Did he get worse?" Asked Lucy, rushing over and touching Natsu's cheek, unable to reach his forehead. Lucy looked up, her big brown eyes staring imploringly in Laxus'. "You're taking him to a doctor?"
"Yes."
"Good."
Laxus kept walking, ignoring the stares and murmurs in the guild. He had a sick Omega to take care of and no time for gossiping.
Natsu was embarrassed. He was sick, weak, on the verge of tears, and now he was with Laxus and the Lightning dragon is going to tell him that their night meant nothing before dropping him off at the accursed doctor's.
This morning when he woke up with Lucy curled around him; this was not the outcome he thought he'd have after leaving bed. He was having such an internal debate with himself. On one hand, he was happy- no overjoyed that he was this close to Laxus. His alpha scent was calming his upset stomach and made him feel safe. He hasn't felt this calm since the morning he woke up in Laxus' arms.
And that's when Natsu would remember why he was avoiding Laxus. He didn't want to hear any words of hate or disgust come from Laxus. It was his deepest desire to be Laxus' Omega, however unlike Juvia he didn't get creepy about it. He hid it. And it was no secret that Laxus-
"Here we are," rumbled Laxus breaking Natsu's thoughts. Natsu looked up and saw the hospital looming overhead. He squirmed. He really did not want to see the doctor. He had a pretty good guess of what was wrong with him.
But he couldn't run away. Laxus walked right up to the front desk and got Natsu an emergency appointment. When Natsu thought he could slip out while they waited, under the guise of going to the restroom, a nurse called him back. Laxus walked him all the way to the check-up room.
"Behave Natsu."
And then Natsu was alone in the room waiting for his doctor as Laxus probably stood guard outside the door. Natsu pouted and took a seat. He put a hand over his stomach.
"I think I know. And if it's true..." He curled up in his chair. "If he can't...I’ll always be there," he whispered heart brokenly.
-Laxus/Natsu-
After his appointment, Natsu was still quiet. Laxus didn't say anything even though he was dying to know what was wrong. Every instinct of his had told him to bust down the door and make sure everything was fine with his Natsu.
But they weren't mated. He didn't have that right...yet.
They were walking back to the guild. Natsu hung a few steps back, deep in thought. Laxus kept his pace with hands in his pockets. He may appeared calm and apathetic, but all of his senses were on Natsu.
They stopped to let a few carriages go by. Laxus looked down at Natsu who stopped beside him, bangs covering his eyes. Once the coast was clear, Laxus started to walk again.
He barely got two steps when he felt a tug on the back of his shirt.
"Ummm..."
Laxus looked over his shoulder at the shorter Mage, eyebrow raised. Natsu gulped, and released Laxus' shirt.
"What?"
-Laxus/Natsu-
He knew it. He had known it, but now it was confirmed. He didn't have a bug or food poisoning.
Natsu Dragneel was two months pregnant.
And Laxus Dreyar was the father.
Now that it was confirmed, a sure thing, Natsu couldn't keep it a secret. Laxus had a right to know. And if that meant he had to get his heartbroken, then so be it.
At least he'll have the one thing Laxus could never take from him. Because there was no way, no how he was getting rid of his baby.
"I...I'm not sick."
"You're...not?"
Natsu shook his head, looking into grey/blue eyes. "No. And before I go any further, I thought you have the right to know. This- um...this isn't easy to say."
Laxus sighed, reaching out for Natsu's hand. The fire dragon wasn't sure how to react as Laxus held his hand up to his heart.
"Do you feel that Natsu?"
Natsu was speechless. What was Laxus doing?
"I- Um. Yeah."
"I want you to know that no matter what you say, I'm not going to hate you or whatever stupid idea you have in your head. My heart isn't cold or frozen over. It's not raging with hate or disgust."
Natsu blushed, nodding.
"So whatever it is, spit it out."
"I'm pregnant."