Chapter 4:
Here's an extra long chapter for you guys today! I was really excited to recreate this scene from the old story. Hope it gave you a good laugh!
"You can get off now." said a husky voice.
"I can't!" the blonde squeaked. "My legs feel like jelly."
"A ride on the motorcycle made your legs shake that bad?" he questioned with a smirk. "I'd love to see how bad they would shake if you took a ride on my dragon."
"You have a dragon? she gasped in excitement. The poor girl was clutching to the back of his jacket for dear life as she dangled a leg down, trying to find the ground. Once her big toe felt something solid underneath her, she let her body weight shift and ungracefully slipped off the motorcycle and onto the cold asphalt.
"Yeah!" he chucked as he watched her face wrinkle in pain. "If you want, I'll put in a good word for you and maybe he'll consider giving you a ride."
"You're fibbing!" she replied, managing to pull herself onto all fours. "Dragons don't exist."
"But there is one right in front of you, Blondie!" he smiled, offering his hand to hers. She took it and he easily lifted her to her feet.
"I don't see a dragon." she replied, fumbling with the chin strap of the helmet. "And by the way, my name is not Blondie!"
He smirked, undoing the strap and removing the helmet with ease.
"Then what's your name?" he asked, tucking the helmet underneath one of his muscular arms. He gabbed his keys that were still in the motorcycle's ignition and motioned for her to follow him.
"It's Lucy." she replied, trying her best to follow him but sadly her shaky, recovering legs allowed her the only pace of 'newborn deer'. "And may I ask what yours is?"
"Natsu." he turned around and winked at her. "Natsu Dragneel."
He turned his back to her again and began to lead her up a set of stairs. Her jaw dropped when she had to face yet ANOTHER obstacle tonight. Stairs. She clung to the handrail for dear life as she maneuvred her shaky legs up on step at a time. Karma was a cruel mistress.
"Take your time Looney." shouted the pink haired man who was already up the stairs and unlocking a door to the right of them.
"Lucy!" she corrected, as she gritted her teeth. She quickly congratulated herself for making it up the stairs in one piece before quickly shuffling her way to the jarred door. Taking a deep breath, she couldn't help but be excited. The door she was about to open was her first real step towards her new life. She was no longer Lucy Heartfilia of the Heartfilia Corp, heiress to a vast fortune and fiance to Loke of the Zodiac Corp. She could be whoever she wanted to be now. When she pushed open the door completely, the sight that greeted her more than deflated all of her excitement.
His living room was the embodiment of the word 'dumpster'. Honestly, the alley back where he found her was looking pretty inviting compared to the trash can of a place she entered now. Pieces of trash and to go food containers littered everywhere and anywhere, leaving you wondering if this man owned any furniture. Everything not covered in trash had a thick layer of dust covering its surface or a random piece of clothing dangling from it. This place hadn't been cleaned in awhile… if at all.
"Just make yourself at home, roomie." he said nonchalantly, tossing his keys in a red solo cup. He quickly shrugged off his jacket and tossed it into a nearby pile. She could make herself at home if she was a raccoon maybe…
"O-okay." she stuttered as she licked the door closed behind her. She carefully navigated through the living room, careful not to touch any of the piles. Who knew what kind of germs were hiding in them? Slowly but surely she made it to his couch, or what she assumed to be his couch from the big lumpy shape it had. She rolled her sleeve over her hand and began to dust off a place to sit, flinching as pieces of trash and aluminum cans hit the carpet.
"Welcome to mi casa!" the pinkette exclaimed, bowing at the hip. "Bet you didn't know I spoke French."
"That's not really…" she whispered to herself.
"Bathroom is down the hallway if you want to use it to shower." he said, nodding his head in the direction.
"Thank you." she replied, quickly getting off the couch. She shuffled down to the end of the hallway and reached the door to the bathroom in no time. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself for what could be behind door number 2. Luckily for her, it did not at all resemble the living room. It was actually quite clean looking with its white walls and floors. A singular cup with a toothbrush, toothpaste thrown in it adorned the sink with a tiny package of floss, 2 towels hung up neatly on the rack by the shower and that was all that seemed to be in the bathroom.
"Here's some clothes that I gathered for you. I think they are pretty clean." said a voice from behind the door. A hand snaked through the opening, offering a bundle of clothes to her. She graciously took the clothes and thanked him before closing the door with her hip and locking it. Setting the clothes down by the sink, she wandered over to his walk in shower to turn on the water to warm up. She let out a sigh, sad that he didn't have a bath tub. Peeling off the clothes she had to be one of the most disgusting things shes ever done. They smelled sweaty and were caked in blood and dirt from the alley. She clumped them in a pile on the bathroom floor and she kicked them away with her foot, making a mental note that she should burn them instead of washing them.
Running a hand under the water, she deemed the temperature perfect...just mildly scalding. She walked into the shower, sliding the door shut behind her. She let out a small moan as the water warmed up her cold body. Inching more into the welcoming stream, she drooped her head down and let the water run down from the top of her head to the rest of her. She scrunched her face in disgust as she watched the water swirl with brown and red before going down the drain. Her muscles let the jetting hot water begin to relax them and she sighed with sweet relief. Deeming it time to start actually cleaning herself, she popped an eye open and searched the shower vicinity for the soap. She found a bottle of men's shampoo and poured out a good amount into her hand and began to massage it into her scalp. It took a good minute to try and get all of her hair, and to rake out some of the knots she had gotten. As she rinsed out her sudsy hair, she quietly hummed to herself. Next she searched for something to wash her body with. The man didn't own any washcloths or loofahs but a singular bar of soap covered in what appeared to be armpit hair. She gagged as she picked up the bar of soap and tossed it to the other side of the shower so she wouldn't have to look at it. Looks like shampoo and her hands were going wash her body this time. A final rinse and then the water was shut off. The blonde slid open the shower door and grabbed one of his 2 towels on the rack and wrapped it around her body. She padded to the sink, careful not to slip on the condensation that had gathered on the tile.
Using her hand, she wiped off some of the steam on the mirror so she cook look at the train wreck that was her. She was pleased to find that she didn't look as bad as she felt. Her skin was still a flawless vanilla color, her cheeks rosy and her eyes bright. The only difference was that she was sporting some pretty heavy eye bags from today. Her hands went down to her towel and gently unfolded it from her body so she could examine that next. She winced as she touched a purple bruise on her left arm. She let her hands trail her body, feeling for anything out of the ordinary. Her body was littered with small cuts and bruises and she knew her sore muscles were going to kill her tomorrow when she woke up.
Letting out a sigh, she slipped her undergarments back on and wrinkled her nose because they smelled like sweat. She threw on the shirt that Natsu lent her and was relieved that it fit only a little baggy on her. The man liked tight shirts and luckily she had a little something to help fill it out or else it would have swallowed her. Grabbing the pair of soft shorts, she began to pull them up her legs, noticing that the waist band seemed a little stretched out. As soon as they were pulled up, gravity pulled them back down. She searched for drawstrings and discovered that there were none. She tried everything she could to keep them up but nothing worked. Admitting defeat, she used one hand to open the door and the other held the shorts up as she stood behind.
"Natsu." she called out to the pink haired man for help.
"What?" he heard him yell from the living room.
"Do you perhaps have anything else that would fit me?" she asked out loud.
"No why?" he asked, suddenly peeking through the crack in the bathroom door. Startled by his sudden appearance, she yelped and jumped back, dropping the hand that held up her shorts. He watched as they pooled at her ankles, giving him a view of her white granny panties and whispered an "Oh."
She screeched as shoved him out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.
"Please find me something else!" she yelled as she curled up into a ball on the floor. Her hands came up to her face, trying to calm her the heat rising in her cheeks.
He went to his room and ruffled through his closet, trying to find something with a drawstring and had no luck. Suddenly an idea hit him.
…
"Cana!" the pinkette called out as he knocked loudly on the door. After no answer, he proceeded to let himself inside. The smell of alcohol hit hit like a truck and his eyes had to adjust to the darkness in the apartment.
"Heyy Natsu!" a brunette greeted as she slightly staggered down the hallway. Natsu wasn't surprised she was still up at this hour but he was surprised that she wasn't already blacked out on her couch.
"Hey I need a favor." Natsu said, walking up tot the brunette with his hands clasped.
"What did you injure your jerking hand and need an extra pair of hands?" she asked him.
"No, not that kind of favor." he groaned. "I need to borrow some of your clothes."
She lifted a curious eyebrow at her friend and he merely blinked at her.
"Didn't realize that you were into dress up, Natsu." she teased.
"It's not for me!" he exclaimed with his hands up. "I have this girl over and she just needs a change of clothes."
"You got her clothes that dirty eh?" she commented with a smirk. "I'll lend you some. What do you need?"
"I need definitely a pair of pajamas and then…. Just about a weeks worth of clothes." he replied, nonchalantly.
"A weeks worth? Why does she need so many clothes?" Cana asked as she led him back to her bedroom.
"Long story short, I'm housing her for a week until she gets to where she needs to be." Natsu quickly explained. "I just need some clothes because mine are too big for her."
"A girl is staying with you? For a whole week? Wow." she said, astonished. "Give me a sec and I'll gather some stuff."
"Thank you!" sighed with relief. He watched as Cana ransacked her dresser and closet as she chucked outfit after outfit into a small laundry basket in her arms. The basket was soon full and Natsu offered out his hands to take it. "No, no no Pinky. I'm taking it up. I want to meet this girl."
"Fine." he pouted, crossing his arms. Why couldn't she do it later. This night was going on forever. They made their way back to his apartment that was directly upstairs from hers.
"Luuccyy." he called back as he quickly walked through the living towards the hallway. "Good news! I found you clothes."
"Thank goodness." he could hear her sigh through the door. She unlocked the door and peeked around it.
"Bad news is that you have to meet Cana." he replied, stepping out of the way to reveal the brunette standing behind him.
"Hey!" replied the girl, slugging him hard on the arm. She quickly shoved passed him and pushed open the bathroom door and Lucy squeaked as she jumped to pull down Natsu's shirt to cover her underwear. "Better sit down Pinky, this might take awhile."
She kicked the door shut and it closed with a click.
"Hey there. Name's Cana, Pinky's downstairs neighbor." He could hear Cana introduce herself behind the closed door.
"L-lucy." stuttered the blonde.
Natsu shrugged and let them do their girl thing and went to the living room to 'clean.' He quickly shoved off all the debris on the couch and gave it a few good pats to get the dust off. Badabing badaboom the couch was clean. He had barely sat down when he heard Lucy scream. His bathroom door flew open and Lucy barreled into the living room in a blur towards the end of the couch.
"N-natsu! She groped me!" she stammered as she peeked over the arm rest of the couch.
"Yeah...she kind of does that." he said, leaning back into the couch.
"He's right." Cana shrugged, tossing the red lacy bra in her hand over her shoulder. "Great boobs by the way. Natsu, you know how to pick them. Her twins are ginormous and as soft as marshmallows."
"Don't say stuff like that!" Lucy cried as she stood up from her hiding spot.
Natsu nearly choked as he really got a good look at Lucy for the first time. Damn, she was hiding the body of a goddess behind those baggy clothes. She had the creamiest vanilla skin with long toned legs and arms. Her thighs and butt were plump in all the right ways and looked mighty tasty in the pair of short velvet pink shorts that Cana had dressed her in. Just like the shorts said in big, bold print on her backside… that ass was "JUICY". His eyes wandered up to her slim waist and his eyes bugged out when they reached what Cana was talking about. They were huugge and halfway hanging out because of the small size of white tank top she was wearing. She looked like an entirely different person than the hobo girl he rescued in the alley. God she was smoking hot.
"Come on sweetie, we are not done yet!" Cana sang as she ran to the blonde and began to pull her by her wrist back to the bathroom.
"Wait! Natsu help!" the blonde cried out as the brunette yanked her down the rest of the hallway.
"Cana, be gentle with her!" He yelled out.
"I'll try but you know I'm not the gentle type." she yelled in reply.
"Oh I know." he nodded to himself, eyes wide at the thought. He laid back onto the couch as he heard more gasps and squeaks coming from his bathroom.
"Come on, were both girls here!" he could here Cana say. His mind wandered to what could be happening in there and he felt the blood suddenly rush to his nether regions. He let out a groan as he leaned over the couch to get his jacket to search for his pack of cigarettes. He tapped one out of the package and quickly lit it up, praying that his half chub would go away. Under normal circumstances he would have welcomed the little (heh little) guy with open arms but now felt like a really awkward time. The smoke worked his magic and he could feel himself relaxing until he heard the click of the bathroom door opening.
Lucy was still clad in the same outfit before but now with a bright red lacy bra under the see through white tank top instead of the nude one she wore before.
"Fits a little snug but it will do for now." Cana said, giving Lucy a slap on the rear causing the poor girl to choke on the air.
"Um thank you." Lucy choked out through a coughing fit that left her teary eyed. "I'll be sure to leave them with Natsu when I leave."
"Right!" Cana nodded, slapping her hands together. "Oh Natsu, I left you a surprise!"
"You know I hate surprises." he groaned as he put out his cigarette on the ashtray next to the couch.
"You'll like this one." she winked as she walked to Lucy and quickly yanked down the right side of her shorts revealing the thin lacy strap of red thong Lucy was wearing. Anndd he was at half mast once again. Lucy screamed as quickly pulled up her shorts and scrambled towards the door. "Gave you a sexy matching set from my draw of goodies I haven't used yet. I thought you would appreciate that and not her granny panties." Cana smiled mischievously and gave Natsu a thumbs up before heading to the door.
"I owe you big time! You're a saint!" Natsu cried out, clasping his hands together in thanks.
"Just let me over a couple times this week to visit the twins and we'll call it even!" Cana replied, sneaking behind Lucy. She grabbed her boobs from behind a gave them a few hearty squeezes and whispered 'goodbye' into the blonde's ear before slipping out the door.
Lucy huffed, her cheeks pink as she turned to Natsu who was trying to take a mental screenshot of the erotic image that just happened in front of him.
"I uh got your bed ready." He said, clearing his dry throat. He patted his hand on the stack that was on the ouch that consisted of a pillow and a fuzzy blanket. "I'm going to get ready for bed."
He scampered off into his bed room and left Lucy alone in the living room. Closing his door behind him, he let out a loud sigh. He hoped that the image of Cana groping Lucy would be burned permanently into his brain. He began to strip off his dirty clothes and wasn't surprised when he took off his underwear that he was at full mast. Grabbing a pair of clean shorts from a pile he slid them on and let them hang low on his hips to maybe entice the blonde that was currently sitting out in his living room. He rolled on some deodorant and lightly sprayed some cologne and strutted out of his room. To his disappointment, Lucy was already fast asleep against the couch. She was still in the same sitting position he left her in but now she had the blanket he lent her tightly wrapped around her. He laughed at the blanket covering the blonde. It was a birthdya gift from Gajeel that had a picture of a cartoon candle and big bold words that read, "Blow me, it's my birthday." He gently moved the blonde so that she was laying down on the pillow he set out and left her be. She must have been super exhausted if she fell asleep in a matter of 5 minutes. Her turned off the living room lights and headed back to his room. Crawling into bed, he threw his red satin covers over his body and let his hand wander down the front of his shorts to grasp himself. Looks like he would have to handle this one on his own tonight.