She glanced around, frantically, no one was around, and she hoisted his arm around her neck, before feeling something soft, and different from his skin on it. She dropped his arm, and went around to his other side and hoisted the sleeved arm over her neck, "Geeze, Natsu, at least try to stay conscious." She knew he was, because he was still in human form, or at least mostly human form now. She stumbled her way over to the back door, opening into the infirmary, the quarantine was just beyond the second door, though no one was in the infirmary. She dropped the dragon, quincing as his body pounded onto the floor, and she pulled one of the dividers, as it unfolded around the wooden cot.

She pulled him up, and lay him down on the bed, "Couldn't you at least try to help me out?" she muttered, before leaning over his flopped figure, and untying the mask over his eyes.

His eyes were lidded, but she could still see that they looked a whole lot more like his dragon form's eyes than his human form. He groaned, before flopping his body over the side of the bed, the cloak slid between his two wings as he stretched them out, and slumped them over his head. He looked severely sick. The blue cat popped its head out of Lucy's bag, before seeming like he didn't care about his fellow friend, and stuffed himself back into the bag.

"No one's in here right now," she muttered, before running her fingers over his wings, petting him, "but why are you looking more like a dragon?"

She noticed him glare at her before sulking over the edge of the bed again. She sighed, and patted his back, between his wings. His head bobbed a few times before, he fell limp. He was still conscious because he wasn't ripping his clothes and becoming a powerful dragon. She sighed, before she combed her fingers down his wing's scales again. He didn't react, and she continued to pet him. She wanted to touch his hair, wondering if it were softer than his red scales.

"Are you okay?" she asked, but instead of responding, he groaned, lightly. She frowned, "You aren't making this any easier." She glanced at his arm, red scales had appeared around his joints and covering half his forearm.

"I wanna get off…" he mumbled, barely audible.

"What are you going to do? Fly away? In your condition?" Lucy asked, before grabbing some cloth from her bag and beginning to wrap his scaled arm.

He didn't speak again for at least another hour, and even so it was only another groan about how he wanted to get off. She sat down at the foot of the bed, thankful no one came in, because his wings were spread across the bed, as he lay on his front, face smashed against the pillow, as Happy danced circles between the joints of his wings on his back. She felt the ferry jolt for a moment, and realized they had lay anchor for the night.

"We've stopped moving," she said, "Can you get out of the pillow?"

Natsu shifted the position of his head, and glared at her, "It's still moving…"

"The light waves of the sea, yes, but we've laid anchor, we aren't moving." Lucy frowned.

"I can still feel it moving…" Natsu answered, turning his head back into the confines of the pillow.

"You're a baby." Lucy uttered, annoyed. She folded her arms under her bosom, and faced away from him.

She watched the door cautiously, completely aware there were two red scaled wings outspread on the bed she sat on. To her luck, no one came into the room. She glanced back at Natsu, whose appearance in scales hadn't grown any, and she looked back to the door. She sighed, when she realized he wasn't going to respond, not even to say something about how he was a dragon and not a baby. However, no matter the case of this, there was something that bugged her. She knew he didn't like boats, but why hadn't he slept at all last night.

She glanced back at the pink head of hair, two red horns poking through the locks. She removed her hand from her crossed arms, and gently lay her palm against the back of his head. His hair was surprisingly really soft, and she was soothed, like she was petting the fur on a kitten, or a puppy. His hair curled around her fingers as she moved her hand up his head, before they loosened as she brought her hand down to the nape of his neck. He didn't move from his spot as she did it, so she assumed it was helpful for him as well. Happy stared at her with curious eyes, and she smiled at the cat, before moving her free hand to rub his blue fur.

Natsu's wings folded, and hindered her ability to continue petting his soft hair, so she brought her hand back, as she picked up the blue cat and laid him on her lap, "Why didn't you sleep last night?" she asked.

He turned his head to face her, now nearly completely covered in blood red scales, "I slept." he lied, again, before he stuffed his face back into the pillow groaning, as his wings lightly flapped up apart.

"You said you turn into a dragon when you aren't conscious, so why didn't you sleep?" she asked.

She heard him mumble something into the pillow, before he turned his head again to face her, "I want to get off…"

"Just until mid-day tomorrow, you can wait that long, can't you?"

"Mid-day?" he mumbled, before groaning into the pillow again.

"You're such a baby." she frowned.

A knock was heard on the door, before she heard it creak open, "Anyone in here?" she heard a deep man's voice say.

She placed her hand on the back of Natsu's head, and pushed it further into the pillow. The cat seemed to already have the same idea as she did, because he jumped off her lap, and sat on the joints of Natsu's wings. Natsu would have let out a grunt, had his entire face been smothered by a soft pillow. He couldn't move his wings, but he could hear. He could hear the shuffling of footsteps, and he let her suffocate him on the bed. That would be better than being seasick, he reasoned. Though it was obvious his mind wasn't thinking straight. A knock was sounded on the divider, before she heard it on the next one, and across the entirety of the room.

"Look, I don't have time for your games, Fullbuster," another voice sounded, higher pitched, and a bit more feminine.

"They aren't games, I know a demon when I see one." the first one spoke, Fullbuster it seemed.

"And where is this demon?" the feminine voice reasoned.

"I saw him get on the ferry, he was completely cloaked in black…"

"A traveler's cloak?"

"No, not like that, there was something about the way he walked, it was obvious, letting out those powerful gusts of power, as if telling everyone that he owned the place."

"I get it, you want to kill the demon lord, too, everyone on this ferry wants nothing to do with him. Why would a demon get onto a ferry? They can fly, can't they?"

"To be honest, I wasn't sure about that myself, but there isn't anything as powerful as a demon in this realm, everyone knows that!"

"Power? So you sensed the power of a demon?"

"Yes, power equal to that of a demon's. It can't be anything but a demon." Fullbuster continued.

Equal to a demon's, Lucy questioned, as she looked at the head she was burying in the pillow. Can they sense his power now?

"Then use that demon power sensor of yours, and find the demon." the woman said.

"That's the thing, he musta known we'd track him, so he hid his power."

"Fine, say this isn't a demon though, what else do you think it could be?"

"Nothing. Anything that was equal to a demon's power had died out long ago. There aren't any dragons left in this world."

"Obviously they weren't actually equal to a demon's power then, were they?"

Lucy felt a push against her as she tried to keep him down, but Natsu was way stronger than her, even if he was super weak due to this weird illness he suddenly caught. No, stay down, stay down! Her efforts were short-lived as Happy flew off the back and tumbled off the bed, slamming against the divider, making it wobble.

"Who's there?" Fullbuster announced.

Happy crawled away from the divider, and made his way out, as if to hide the struggling, weak dragon on the bed that Lucy was desperately trying to hide. He licked his paw, as if nothing was wrong, but he got scolding glares from the two people in the room. He quickly scampered back to behind the divider. Lucy gulped as she couldn't hold Natsu down anymore, and the divider was pushed back, as Natsu's wings pushed her off him, and he turned around.

"Natsu! No!" Lucy nearly yelled, as the dragon met eyes with a raven-haired man, who was shirtless. There was a red haired woman behind him, decked in sturdy anti-magic armor. She had a stern expression on her face, and a sword at her hip. Her hair laid elegantly over her shoulders, and against the silver plates, as it covered one of her brown eyes.

"An elf?" the woman voiced, as her eyes met Lucy's frantic ones.

"The hell are you?" Fullbuster yelled at Natsu.

"What?" Natsu yelled back, "I'm a…" he trailed off as he slumped against the bed, "Lucy, stop this thing from moving…" he muttered.