XLIII.
Natsu approached the large building his nose catching several interesting spices wafting through the air teasing senses and making him salivate. Boy was he hunger. It had been a long walk. Scratch that, a hell of a long walk but the thought of transportation just after returning with Happy from the fish festival was too much especially since Lucy was not in any immediate danger. Natsu wasn't about to subject himself to additional torture if he didn't have to. The smell of food and alcohol got stronger as the music got louder the closer Happy and he got to the building and Natsu couldn't help the wide grin spreading across his face.
It sounded like one hell of a party going on inside this guild with lots of food and he'd arrived just in time!
In true Natsu fashion he slammed the doors open, wide grin on his face and yelled over the loud crowd. "Where's Luce and who and am I congratulating?"
The crowd of Boscans cheered good naturedly some pointing to the stage where a delicious looking man in tight black leather was singing and playing his guitar with a woman in veils (Luce!) dancing around him. A rocket scientist the fire dragon slayer might not be but even he could see the way Lucy was dancing was, for once, actually seductive which meant the man in leather was who he'd come to see.
That must be Luce and Freed's mate then, he concluded with a nod of his head. Wishing Happy a cheerful "Have fun buddy!" and grabbing a beer Natsu started making his way towards the stage only to suddenly spin around the tips of his ears bright red, one of his butt cheeks stinging.
"Now that is a fine ass you have there my friend. I bet it would look beautiful spread wide with you suspended in my vines." A voice whispered huskily behind his ear. Natsu turned again to find his assailant running right into the firm chest of a man with hair the most brilliant color of red flames he'd ever seen and any thoughts of picking a fight to ensure Lucy's mate was good enough for her went up in smoke as he growled instinctively at the mysterious man his lip tugging up in warning showing his fang.
"I do believe Rowan will actually be thanking me for once." Kaleb smirked eyes following one of his personal teammates around the party leading the fire dragon slayer on a merry chase away from Vander. That they were also moving closer towards the door towards the guild apartments where Rowan kept a play room was hardly a coincidence.
"I'm actually glad he walked the whole way. Could you imagine him showing up here before we'd secured the Bloodhunters' families?" Cobra sipped his drink making full use of his restored eye to keep Kaleb in view at all times.
"I did which is why I also may have sent some of my people along the way to slow his progress here."
"You sly old man."
"Old man? I'm only 32."
"Older than me."
"How could you possibly know that?"
"I can feel it."
"Feel it my ass."
"My pleasure." Cobra smirked filling both of his hands with said ass. He didn't need to be asked twice.
End of Chapter
