Hey dear readers ! Here is a drabbles collection which I have been thinking about for a while. I say drabble but a drabble is normally exactly 100 words long... Some of them will be more short OS than drabbles so the notion of drabble is really relative. Let's just say that it's just to name this short stories collection ;) I don't know how many drabbles I'll write, I already have a few of them in mind (and removed some) that I'll add in an irregular way.

By the way, I was about to forget, this drabbles collection is only about GrayZa (which is important if you don't like it).

Unfortunately, I still don't own FT and its characters.

With this, have a good reading !


Just, hug me

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He had just acquired this little wonder, and even though it didn't use magic, it had cost him an arm and a leg, but it was worthwhile. Wind in his hair, Gray Fullbuster was trying his splendid motorcycle he had freshly acquired, and had the firm intention to drive back a certain mage with scarlet hair who had had to go to Crocus to answer a summon from the new Magic Council. Even though master Makarov was back, she was officially the master of the guild and had been summoned for the destruction of a measly, little town (by team Natsu, of course). So Gray had decided to drive the requip mage back, given that it was in part his fault if the town had been reduced to ashes.

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Erza was exhausted. She had had to justify herself regarding the damage engendered by her team and had ended up lacking arguments. However, her face lighted up when she caught sight of a familiar face when she went out of the council. She immediately frowned when she saw what her comrade and childhood friend was leaning on.

"Gray ? What are you doing here ?"

"I was driving around here so I thought I could serve you as your driver," he said, offering her his most beautiful smile.

"On that thing ?" She asked, frowning again.

"This little gem, you mean ! I've just bought it and it's a true wonder !"

"It is out of the question that I'll ride that,"

"Too bad. I thought about passing by the new backery in Magnolia..."

He didn't have time to finish his sentence before Erza was already seated on the machine, ready to go. He sat in turn and started it up.

"You should hold on me," he advised her.

"No need to do so," she said, full of pride.

Gray sighed. It was Erza; she would never show an ounce of weakness...

The landscapes started passing before Erza's eyes filled with wonder, who persisted in hanging on tight to everything but Gray. A first bend came, then a second. Eventually, a third one made her change her mind. She had almost let go but had caught herself narrowly. Gray made as if he had not noticed anything while trying to slow down as discreetly as he could at every turn, knowing that she would feel uneasy to admit that she had been wrong. And eventually, she wrapped her arms around his waist, as if nothing had happened but hoping that he would not figure out why. After a while, she placed her head against his back.

A smile then formed on the lips of the two mages who would have liked only one thing – that the ride never ended...