(Third Person's P.O.V)
Natsu shook himself, feeling the faintest trance of goosebumps poping up from his skin. He glanced up at Gray, who's eyes were full of hunger. He had a feeling that Gray's hungry.
For him.
He bit his lip, and averted his eyes from the monster on top of him. The fireball suddenly bite down a small gasp as he felt two sharp jabs nibbling away at his licked earlobe. He frowned at the slick cooling liquid that's drying up on one spot of his ear.
"Do you secretly have some sort of kink or fetish for licking and biting ears?" Natsu mumbled, keeping his eyes at the floor that's spilled with blood. The sent of it clung to his nostrils, and he want to shake it off as fast as he could.
Gray did not reply. Instead, he pulled away from Natsu's poor ear, and Natsu sighed in relief. What he didn't expect, was another painful sinking of fangs poking harshly at the front of his neck. The fire mage squirmed in utter discomfort, and tried to push Gray away.
Natsu felt gray's fangs deepen into his neck skin, and he could hear the slight tearing of skin.
Does he think he's a vampire or something? Because from what I heard, Devil slayers couldn't drink blood. Natsu thought dryly, still attempting to push the heavy weight of the body away.
A idea suddenly formed inside his mind, and he nearly smiled at that thought. If Gray could do it to him, why couldn't he do that to him, too?
He reared up, and prayed that everything will go well and smoothly for him. Or else, the plan for escaping will backfire, and he'll possibly be eaten by the psychotic murderer. It's worth a try, right? Um....YOLO!
Without giving anymore second thoughts, he lunged and sank his own fangs into Gray's neck skin. Gray's squeal rang in his ear, and for a few seconds, he dug his fangs deeper. Natsu bit the inside of his cheek, feeling his cheek cells tear. The pain lasted and burned, before it faded away. He felt cold exposed air blow into his neck, and he knew that Gray had lost his tight grip on him, and he let go, stumbling backwards at the force of the effect.
He depend all his weight on his legs, and he started to run away, feeling swirls of rushing air caress his face. He turned around, and saw Gray wobble up with a creepy smile showing on his face. He remembered gray's rules.
Never look back.
He immediately ran straight through a opening hole, and jumped in, chills spreading throughout his body as his ears caught the last audible words.
"Run, my little mate. Run while you still can. Never turn back. Because you've got a psycho hot on your heels, and he'll be chasing you down. No matter what it takes, he'll haunt you down."
The words echoed, and eventually faded away, plunging the Tunnel into a dead silence. Natsu never felt so creeped out and spooked before. He didn't actually believe that he's shaking in fear. He stared down at his trembling hands and he felt angry and irritated at himself. Why should he be scared of a murderer? Why should he be scared of being killed?
He's just gonna kill you. Not as if he's gonna take your virginity away or something, right...?
Natsu couldn't believe his own feeble lie. Somehow, he absolutely knew that something bad is gonna happen soon, just that he had to wait for it. He slowed down his running into a jog, then into a frantic walk.
His own quiet footsteps sounded loud to him, and his ears was blocked by the sound of his own thumping heart. He grabbed his camcorder and continued to find for escape ways to get out of here. His camcorder battery is soon gonna be dead. This is not good.

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Errant Souls •Gratsu• (Older Version)
Fanfiction(Previously titled as "Psychotic Love") Natsu is a Journalist. For all his entire years as a travelling journalist, he had braved through haunted schools, creepy houses, and scary mansions, and he had lived to tell the tale. One day, when all of a...