I will be using manga/anime moments for inspiration so the story isn't going to make sense unless you read the manga/anime. With that said, this story won't really have an order unless I chose to connect chapters.

Few minor changes, example: Ultear and Lahar are alive and well.

This is based off Chapter 462.5: Merry Christmas! (The story only makes sense if you read the chapter).

Chapter 1: Drinking Brings Good Things

The girls, Erza, Lucy, Carla, Levy, Juvia and even Wendy had drunk themselves ridiculous while Gajeel, Natsu and Gray simply watched in growing horror. They had all experienced how extremely awful the girls would get when drunk before, but this time was worse than usual. Erza forced them to play the guild master game and successfully gotten most of them naked, unconscious, in extreme pain and/or too exhausted to kill her.

But then Gray had gotten the guild master stick. Time for a little revenge. Erza needs to walk home completely naked.

He had shouted out his order as the master of this turn and everyone watched Erza with vague relief and satisfaction that there was no way Erza would follow through, meaning the game could finally end.

But being in a drunk stupor, Titania simply complied, whipping off her clothes without care.

Gajeel covered his eyes and backed away blindly. "Whoa! The hell do you think you're doing, Erza!?" Natsu did the same, yelling, "Quit it!"

As drunk as Lucy was, she tried her best to sober up and convince her friend not to embarrass herself. "Erza, are you serious?!"

Erza smiled stupidly and said, "It's been a fun party, everyone!"

Gray desperately reached for her, shouting, "Stop it Erza! I was just yanking your chain! Forgive me!" He grabbed her by throwing an arm over her chest but she simply stuck her hand and pushed off his head, while simultaneously kicking at his lower area.

"Grow a pair, will ya?" She laughed, watching him groan. "I'm going home and that's that!"

This time, there wasn't an answer because everyone was strewn over the living floor, too exhausted to pick themselves up and chase after her. So she exited Lucy's house and entered into the cold of the night.

Once outside, she muttered to herself. "As expected, it's rather nippy. That's right, I'm not wearing clothes." She blinked once, turned towards the direction of her house and with heart-stopping surprise, gasped.

Right before her was the one boy- no man that could change her so much, so quickly, she couldn't recognize herself. He was her best friend, the person she trusted most, the one who could understand her the best. He was also her first love... And the one that could never happen.

Jellal didn't react at first, his eyes dark, brooding brown; he must of been lost in thought. The red tattoo under his right eye seemed to glow faintly in the cool night.

Suddenly, she was completely aware of how this looked to him. She covered her hands over her chest with embarrassment and stuttered, "Ah...No...This is..."

She dropped to the ground, tucking her upper body into her knees to try and hide herself as best as she could. "It's not what you think! Really... D-Don't look!"

Jellal finally reacted, his cheeks reddening and eyes widening. He opened his mouth, looked away with a strange emotion drawn on his face. Was it disappointment? Disgust? Why couldn't she read it? Was it because she was drunk or because she had never seen him with that expression? That would make sense... He had never been disgusted in her before...

Her heart ached. She couldn't take it if he told her that he hated her and never wanted to see her again. She didn't even want to see herself again or she'd have to admit to what a failure she had been.

However Jellal merely knelt down, shrugged off his thick, layered coat and draped it over her shoulders. The warmth seeped into her bare back but as grateful as she was, Erza couldn't bear to look at him. "I'm ashamed..."

Jellal got a little closer and gently said,"Have you been drinking?"

"Uhh... It seems that way." She honestly couldn't tell if she had but it sure felt like it.

Trying to find an excuse, Erza blurted out, "Everyone was getting all flirty with one another and I felt left out...Guess I got kind of jealous... That's all I can remember." Her thoughts flitted back to what she could remember from the past two hours. She remembered Carla treating Happy and Panther Lily like sled dogs, Levy giggling to Gajeel, Lucy lying and purring on Natsu, Juvia crying into Gray's arms... Where did she fit in?

She looked back at him, hoping he'd somehow understand and find it in him to forgive her.

He simply smiled, eyes gentle and lightly teasing. "My, my."

She shrugged, sheepishly, not knowing what to say.

He bent down besides her, and murmured, "I'll escort you home. Come on..."

She tried to push him away, tried to protest, "No... That's..."

He ignored her. "You must be freezing. Come closer. " Jellal offered his hand and she took it gratefully, pulling herself up. Then he put an arm around her to help guide her.

"Mmm..." She breathed in his scent, so familiar, having not changed once in all the years she had known him. It was masculine, hinting of his power, but also sweet and comforting.

"It is... pretty warm..." Erza leaned in closer to him, closing her eyes. His spiky blue hair was tickling her forehead but she didn't move her head away.

He began lightly pressuring her to move forwards and she complied, shuffling step by step.

"I'm taking you back to your house. Okay?" She didn't answer him. "Erza?"

Somehow, it seemed she had fallen asleep; her feet weren't moving anymore and the redhead was mostly relying on Jellal's arm to stay upright.

The blue haired mage bit his lip, trying hard not to laugh and wake her up. "Oh Erza," He murmured affectionately. "You never could hold your liquor."

But his amusement was been overrode by worry. What do I do now? If I tried to carry her home, I'd probably end up touching her somewhere... by accident, as per usual. How else was he going to get her home if not by carrying her? Maybe telekinesis or teleportation? But he had a feeling that moving her with his mind or teleporting her would make her hangover worse the next day.

"I guess we're walking, Scarlet." He bent down, curled one arm behind her back and the other, under her bent legs, then lifted the female mage up as gently as he could.

"I'm naked, you pervert." She slurred, sounding a lot more drunk than she had from a few minutes ago. Although her sudden speech had surprised him, the reason he had almost dropped her was because of the truth of her statement. His coat was pressed between his arms and her back but her chest was completely available for the world's viewing.

Jellal's head whipped into the opposite quickly and his body froze completely. "Shit," He swore, blushing hard. "I-I-I'm so sorry. I thought you were asleep." What the hell was he supposed to do now? Make her walk? She'd probably fall asleep against his arm again. But he couldn't continue to carry Erza either, with her still buck-naked.

"That's an excuse to feel me up, eh?"

Jellal was sure his tattoo was now camouflaged with the rest of his red face. He reeled backwards, while still carrying her. "No! I-I wasn't trying to touch you!"

"You're a liar."

Jellal flinched. This was a true fact. He had lied, killed Simon and hurt her so many times, he couldn't believe they were still friends. He hated that about her. She was too forgiving. He didn't deserve a second chance. With the one bitter truth she had said so far, he decided on getting to her house the quicker way.

"I'm sorry Erza but screw your hangover," He growled, bending down to teleport. "You might feel a stronger headache than normal tomorrow but I promise you, it'll be better than me carrying you the rest of the way home."

"I want to see your home." She pouted.

He swore again. He could take on his whole guild with ease but he couldn't figure out how to keep a girl safe and get her home. Why didn't I think of this earlier? It's not like I know where she lives... I guess I really do have to take her to my home...

"Fine. Grab on." He decided. She obediently listened, wrapping both of her arms around him tightly. A purple magic circle erupted at his feet and wind began blowing upwards, ruffling their hair. "Home." He closed his eyes, letting the blinding light envelop the both of them. When he opened them again, they were in his apartment.

"Shit." He cussed again, his blush only brightening.

Erza noticed it too and dizzily staggered, pushing off Jellal's shoulders to stand.

"Why's your underwear on the floor?" She slurred.

"None of your business." He would kill himself before telling her he slept in... a natural way. Gray's habits were growing on him. "Come on, let's go to my extra room. It's got a nice bed, fit for a queen..." Ultear had me get it for Meredy but the girl is more than enough resourceful.

Erza didn't hear or didn't care because she asked, "Is this my house?"

His mouth curved upwards into a smile and he shook his head."Nope, it's the guildhall."

Erza seemed to be satisfied with this answer; she let Jellal grab her hand and he led her to his room.

She must be tired, He thought, watching Erza get in and slip under the covers while still wearing his coat. "Comfy?" He asked, yawning. She just closed her eyes and turned away from him so he walked away.

"Jellal?"

He groaned inwardly. Arguing with her had been exhausting and he didn't have the energy to go another round. "Yes?"

"I'm scared."

Curiosity wandered into his thoughts. Of what? The fairy queen can be afraid? Or are mood swings just another part of her drinking side effects?

"Of what?"

"This... This place. It's not the guild hall." She turned back towards his direction, looking up at him with wide, fear induced eyes, looking for reassurance.

"I was just joking," He sighed, rubbing his forehead tiredly. "It's my house. You wanted to come here right?"

"Yes. But I'm scared." She looked up with her big, pleading eyes, the same ones he had first seen from so many years ago. Damn it. "Will you stay with me?"

"Fine." He exhaled hard. It wasn't his fault that he couldn't say no to her but he was so tired, it would be hard not to fall asleep himself. "I'll stay until you sleep."

She was quiet for a moment but then she said, "Can you stay with me in my bed?"

He opened his mouth, then closed it again while looking around for help that wasn't going to be given.

What was he supposed to say now? Normally, Erza was extremely stubborn, but when she was drunk? That was a whole different level. "Okay." He sighed.

He'd change when he got back to his own bed.

She still didn't take his coat off but Jellal just let her be. Then, he slipped onto the bed, gently shouldered her to his left so he had enough space, and lay there, listening to the rhythm of her soft breathing. "Good night."

"Good night." Erza shifted a little closer to him, her back pressing against his arm. He didn't pull away this time; he was too tired and if he complained, it would probably set her off again.

The blue haired mage closed his eyes, reluctantly allowing sleep to wash over him.

I promise the next chapter will have more detail! Please Review!