Author's Note: I don't own Fairy Tail. More at the end.

Hey, Lu. We're going clubbing tonight, wanna join?

Lucy took a moment to think, her hand twirling with her long blonde hair. She contemplated staying in and binge watching a series on Flix, and just as she typed out her response to Levy she received another text from Gray.

Philia, go and get out. You're just sulking – wrapped up in blankets on your couch, huh?

Lucy puffed out her cheeks the heat of her blush creeping up again, "Damn you, Gray." She replied to him: How do you know?

It's your habit to hole yourself up after being rejected for a few hours and then come back smiling like nothing happened. Even though we just text, I noticed.

It was a beautiful thing – friendship. Lucy was blessed to have both Levy and Gray. She sniffled wiping away her tears.

OK, you got me. Thanks. HOWEVER, I was planning on going out tonight! Tch.

Lucy sent Levy a confirmation and hurried to get ready. She hadn't ever gone to a club and she had to search up on Finterest club attire. She stared at her phone screen –eyebrows scrunched up – and wondered what her father would have said. She laughed, "This is perfect!" Her phone screen lit up:

Go wild.

She smiled and sent Gray a farewell. Tonight was going to be exciting.

XX

Levy had picked Lucy up at her apartment in her small blue car and they had gone to pick up the rest of the girls. They were on their way to pick up Cana, a brown-haired carefree person, who worked part-time as a fortune teller. She was pretty skilled at reading people. She also happened to love Lucy's breasts, fondling them whenever she saw her. It still took her by surprise each time.

"What is it?" Lucy demanded after Levy had sent her yet another side glance without saying anything.

Levy blushed, "It's just…" she looked forward, "YOU'RE SO HOT, LU!"

Lucy deadpanned, "What."

"Your outfit compliments you so much, even the color! It's the first time I've seen you wear something so daring and it's like, 'Holy shit my best friend is gorgeous.'" She gushed

Now it was Lucy's turn to blush, "Is it too much?" She glanced at her skin-tight tanned dress.

"NO! It's perfect! You're going to have so much fun. The girls really love to club." Levy chuckled, failing to mention the last time that they had gone clubbing Erza had gotten into a brawl and won…but they had been kicked out.

"I sure hope so," Lucy replied as they waited for Cana to enter the car.

Almost immediately, Cana had Lucy's breasts in her hands, purring, "Ah, Lucy, I've missed you."

"I missed you, too, Cana." Lucy patted Cana's hair, and gently removed Cana's hands from her body

They caught up with each other on their way to Erza's apartment which happened to be a few minutes away from Blue Pegasus – the club – so Levy parked the car there. Since Levy didn't like to drink she was the designated driver more often than not. Erza Scarlett was an arms master – owner of an antique weapons store and gym. They walked to the club chatting happily about their lives with some teasing.

Lucy stared apprehensively at the building built extravagantly for a club. Standing at three stories tall, Blue Pegasus echoed the baroque style from Europe with a large gold plated heart engraved with its name. Before Lucy could say anything, they were ushered inside in front of the line. She sent a questioning look to Levy who shrugged, "We're buds with the workers."

Which also explained why they hadn't been banned after Erza's brawl; however, Lucy didn't need to know that…yet. Levy had made the girls promised to be on their best behavior to not ruin Lucy's first night out.

Lucy stared in awe at the high-tech club – a complete 180 to its outside appearance. Everyone was dressed similarly to the girls and Lucy breathed a sigh of relief. She had at least gotten the attire correct. She followed Levy to the bar – wondering if her exposure to wines would have built her some tolerance to alcohol. She didn't pay attention to what Levy ordered; instead, she was captivated by the bright lights and pounding music. People were gathered on the dancefloor their bodies mingling as they moved to the music. The smell of sweat hit Lucy's nostrils and she wrinkled her nose in distaste until she was desensitized to it. Levy handed her a drink, "Drink up, Lu! Don't worry, I'll be here watching everyone."

Looking at the sincerity in Levy's brown eyes, Lucy downed the drink – perhaps too quickly as she coughed afterwards. Levy patted her back, "Maybe go a bit slower, Lu."

Lucy nodded, still coughing, and tried to compose herself. She felt a warmth spread throughout her body and soon a smile was plastered on her face for no reason other than she was in good mood. She felt relaxed – something she hadn't felt ever since she had escaped from home so she asked for another drink. Yeah, drinking is not the way to go, Lucy, but maybe just for this one night you can try being a normal partying college girl.

Even saints had their sinful indulgences…at times.

XX

After two more drinks, Lucy was effectively drunk. She laughed with the girls at silly shit they'd do. They spent five minutes laughing over Erza's yelp of surprise when her childhood friend, Jellal sent her a text message after a long period of time of no contact. They said things like, "Erza's so cute," and "Erza's got a crush." And that would send them into another fit of howling. But, in actuality, the comments weren't that funny.

Then they hit the dancefloor moving to their own beat. They danced with one another – enjoying themselves until their feet hurt and they moved back to their table to rest for a few minutes. Lucy sat with her bare feet propped up on the opposite chair – it had been a long time since she had laughed freely like she had done this night. Levy nudged Lucy, "I'm going to head to the bathroom; come with me?" Lucy agreed, stretching her arms over her head – she did feel an urge to urinate. After telling the girls they'd be right back, they were off to the opposite side of the club.

They pushed through the sweaty crowd – Lucy cringing as she was jostled about and the effects of the alcohol started to wear off. Holding hands, Levy and Lucy had almost made it to the bathrooms when angry shouting erupted nearby. A group of males had begun to brawl right by the restrooms, and before Lucy could tell Levy maybe it was time to go, she was pushed to the ground by a flying pink-haired male.

"Lucy!" Levy yelled, but Lucy hardly heard her as she stared into a tuft of pink-hair. His weight crushed her and made it hard to breathe, but Lucy shoved him off with ease (she thanked her recent lifting at the gym for this). She gasped for air, clutching at her chest where the impact had been, "Watch it," she croaked.

The pink-haired male sat up, rubbing his forehead sheepishly, "Sorry!"

Lucy, annoyed, in pain, and needing to pee, irritably replied, "What the fuck."

The male, blushed, stood up and held his hand out to her, "Sorry, I was thrown by a stupid metal-head. I'm Natsu."

Lucy took his hand, standing up, "Lucy."

The male – Natsu – opened his mouth, but was interrupted by a group of people running up to them – Levy being one of them.

A tall dark-haired man apologized to Lucy, "My bad, bunny girl, Salamander, here, is more of a stick than I thought."

Lucy nodded, still rubbing the sore spot on her chest, "Don't be fighting in clubs. Take it outside," she admonished.

"Lucy?" Another male voice rang.

Lucy sharply looked up spotting Gray in the back, "Gray?"

Natsu intervened, "You know the ice princess," but both Gray and Lucy ignored him. Gray was astounded to find Lucy outside the café…at a club at that. Lucy was embarrassed to be found inebriated and in such a state. She self-consciously pulled her tan dress down and patted down her hair, "Fullbuster, I can't say I'm surprised to find you here."

Gray stared at Lucy for a moment, noting her faint blush, and her tapping fingers on her thigh. Concluding that Lucy was trying to appear unfazed, he played along, "The café finally bored, ya, didn't it?"

They both smiled – it seemed their friendship was still very intact no matter the circumstance. Natsu, not one to be ignored, pushed his face into Lucy's view, "How do you know the ice-breath?"

Lucy, who could no longer ignore the pinkie, said, "He's a friend I met at work. Who are you?" She then questioned him, because he was rather infuriating. He replied, "I'm Natsu Dragneel. We all go to the same university."

At his friendly reply, Lucy took a moment to actually look at Natsu. He was dressed casually – an open red oxford shirt with a white underneath with blue jeans. What was particular to him was the white scarf wrapped around his forehead, pushing his pink locks against his skin. He was rather cute. She hadn't noticed she had been staring at him until his nose was touching hers, "Are you feeling okay?" He had removed his scarf and had pressed his forehead against hers, "You're a bit hot."

Lucy stared into his onyx eyes for a moment before reacting. Startled, she kicked Natsu away, yelling, "Too close!"

Gray, who had witnessed the whole event, laughed, "He has a problem with personal space boundaries. Way to teach him, Lucy."

Brought back to reality, Lucy smiled and asked, "Where's Levy?"

Gray pointed behind him, "Snuggled up against Gajeel." And sure enough Levy was seated next to Gajeel, avidly reading a notebook of his as he watched her. No wonder the whole exchange had been really just between Gray, Natsu and Lucy. Lucy giggled, "Think they're a thing?"

"If they aren't now, they will be."

Lucy stood next to Gray and laughed, "She's always been the one to talk about love."

Gray glanced at Lucy smiling, and muttered, "Yeah, love comes unexpectedly, doesn't it?"

"Sometimes," was all she said.

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