Lucy's POV

I sat down behind the Raijinshuu and Laxus, because I was late thanks to someone forgetting till the last minute to thought project to me the time of the train leaving, I knew it wasn't right to start moaning about sitting by myself.

I was rummaging through my bag, searching for my book, when I heard a voice speak to me.

'Hey there, is this seat taken?' I looked up to see some guy staring down at me, trying to flex some pretty small muscles compared to that I've seen in Fairy Tail. For all their faults, all the men in my guild have some great muscle toning.

I opened my mouth to answer, when I heard Laxus's voice snap sharply.

'Yes it is. Now scram.' I watched as the guys face paled several shades as he turned to see Laxus towering over him, scowling as little bits of lightning started to crackle round his body. The guy stammered out an apology before literally running down the carriage.

I couldn't help but giggle as Laxus sat beside me, crossing his arms and glaring at every man that looked at me as they boarded the train.

'What? It's not funny blondie. They shouldn't be looking at you like that.' He said, glaring at some old guy who was leering at me. I shrugged and opened up my book to start reading.

'Well, you get used to it. Not that I like getting eyed up by guys who think I'm a slut or something just cause I wear short skirts and tight tops, but I can't really complain, can I?'

'Yeah you damn well can! You shouldn't be judged by what you wear or look like. You need to be respected, and I don't like it when one of my team is disrespected. Especially by weaklings like them.' He said, glaring at a guy further up the carriage who'd turned around to get a glimpse of my chest.

'I suppose you're right. But I just learn to ignore it. If they try anything, that's when I get pissed off, but they can look all they want. They just wish they had a chance with me.' I grinned, winking up at him, before returning to my book.

I lurched forwards slightly as the train began to move off, and looked out the window to watch as the scenery began to speed past me.

Laxus's POV

I groaned quietly as the train sped up, and clutched onto the arm rests of my chair, my nails digging in so far they scraped against the wood beneath the foam.

I usually took a travel sickness pill before I got on the train, but with thought projecting to blondie because I'd forgotten to earlier, I didn't get the time to take it in private, so the sickness was worse than usual.

The train lurched over a bump in the track, and I moaned, closing my eyes tightly and clenching my teeth together.

'Laxus, are you alright?' Blondie whispered. I looked down to see her frowning up at me. I nodded and shut my eyes again as I caught a glimpse of the moving scenery outside.

Oh God Laxus, don't you dare fucking hurl! I took short breaths, trying to stabilise my stomach, when I felt a cool hand placed on my forehead. I sighed at the contact, and felt my body relax slightly.

'Hey, do you want to go find a private compartment? That way the others don't have to see you like this.' She mumbled, moving her hand so it stroked through my hair. For some reason, my stomach quit turning as her fingers shuffled across my scalp.

I shook my head and slid lower down the seat, leaning my head down so she could carry on sifting her fingers through my hair.

'That's helping.' I muttered, shutting my eyes at the soothing sensation she caused. I heard her laugh quietly, and opened one eye to see what was so funny.

'Sorry, I sometimes do this with Natsu, if Erza hasn't knocked him out first, but I didn't expect it would work on you too. Come on, let's find a compartment. They usually give us one because Natsu looks like he's going to projectile vomit everywhere!' She giggled and stood up. I felt my nausea returning slowly at the loss of contact, but stood and staggered behind her.

'Hey guys, Laxus isn't feeling so good so we're going to find a private compartment to crash in, wanna come?' Freed had his head stuck in a book blondie had brought with her for him, and Ever was reading through a fashion and make-up magazine she'd subscribed to.

'Okay cosplayer!' Bix said, grinning and sticking his tongue out in his signature creepy face.

I looked up to see his babies dancing around in random patterns and felt like I was going to puke. I gently shoved blondie, letting her know to make a move on.

As we walked down the compartment, she whispered back to me.

'Okay Laxus, if this is going to work, I need you to look just as sick as Natsu does on transport, or enough so they think you'll puke in any second.' I grunted my agreement as I glared at all the men who's heads turned to follow the sway of blondies ass as she walked towards the conductor.

I laughed quietly as Bix's babies "accidently" smashed into a their heads on the way past.

Bickslow's POV

I glared from behind my mask at every man who dared look at cosplayer, the same as Laxus was, but I knew his glare wasn't at full capacity seeing as how sick he was.

Damn guy just wouldn't admit he had travel sickness.

I laughed as my babies took it into their own hands per se to smack against the heads of the men that leered at cosplayer, and any complaints about it were quickly quieted by me.

I heard what cosplayer said to Laxus about looking as sick as possible, and decided I'd help the illusion by grabbing on to him and holding him up. For a moment, Laxus glared at me, before understanding, and leaning his weight on me.

We both watched as cosplayer swayed up to the conductor, who gulped visibly as she approached.

I felt Laxus growl, and knew that I myself was quaking in annoyance at the guy. He was supposed to be working not looking down our team mates shirt, which she was making easier for him by crossing her arms under her breasts.

Then I realised what she was doing, and smirked.

'Chill Laxus. She's using it to her advantage. Look.' I watched as the conductor stammered and nodded, gesturing to the door as she smiled coyly at him and turning to wave at us to come forward.

As she skipped down the corridor of the private compartments carriage, we both glared at the conductor, who was too busy in his fantasy land that cosplayer had put him in to notice we were plotting his death.

'Come on guys! Here's an empty one!' Laxus pulled himself upright and walked towards her, swaying slightly with the movement of the train.

I smirked as I followed them and sat in the compartment as Laxus collapsed onto the chair, groaning.

Cosplayer sat next to him and began to fiddle with his hair. I watched in shock as Laxus seemed to calm down as her hand sifted through his hair while she pulled out a book and began to read, her hand lingering in his hair.

I smiled gently, completely unaware that cosplayer was watching me.

Lucy's POV

I smiled softly as I watched Bickslow's face stretch into a gentle smile, completely against his usual personality of perverted creep. I giggled slightly, causing both men to look at me.

'Laxus, lie down; my arm's hurting from stretching to reach your head.' He grunted and lie down, his head resting on my lap. My hand stroked through his soft hair, not feeling any sort of gel in it, despite it being spiky all the time.

I knew when he fell asleep when his breathing became quiet and steady.

'Hey Bix, you should smile like that more often you know. People would want to know you better, and you can take your mask off if you want. It would annoy me to hell and back to wear something like that every day.' I smiled up at him before looking down to read my book. I heard him taking off his mask and looked into his eyes, smiling at his confused and wary look.

'Bix, stop looking like I'm going to run away screaming. There's nothing that's going to make me leave, heck, I don't know if I can with this guys big head holding me down!' I winked at him before glancing down at Laxus's sleeping face.

'How do you do this cosplayer?' I heard Bickslow ask. I looked up at him, confused.

'Laxus never admits he has motion sickness and never asks for help with it. Nobody except Laxus is cool with me having my mask off and acting like it's nothing. How do you make us trust you so easily?' He was frowning, and his babies stayed silent for a change, hovering behind him. I smiled gently as I carried on playing with Laxus's hair.

'That's easy. You're my family. Cheesy, I know. Natsu might be rubbing off on me, but I trust Fairy Tail with everything, and that includes you guys. So maybe that makes you trust me.'

'But after everything we've done-' I interrupted him by snapping my book closed, causing Laxus to mumble in his sleep, before sighing as my hand massaged his scalp.

'Everyone has already forgiven you for that. You've proved to us all that you regret what happened, and have shown us that you've changed. The only people who haven't forgiven you for it, is yourselves.' Bickslow frowned before nodding slowly.

'Never knew you were so smart cosplayer.' He said, grinning and winking at me. I raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly.

'I'm probably the only one in the guild who can compete with Freed on the amount of books they've read Bix.' I stuck my tongue out at him and reopened my book, going back to stroking Laxus's hair as the train chugged along. After another five minutes of silence, I looked up to see Bickslow had fallen asleep, his head resting against the wall of the compartment and his black-blue streaked hair sticking out at odd angles because of the hood he usually covered it with.

I smiled gently before someone opened the door. I looked up to see Freed and Ever standing in the doorway looking at me in shock. I gestured for them to be quiet as they slid the door shut and sat down opposite me. Laxus's body took up the rest of my seat.

'Lucy Heartfilia, you are an incredible woman.' Freed said, looking at Laxus's head resting in my lap, and Bickslow's uncovered face. Ever nodded in agreement as I grinned at them, winking before returning to read my book.