Backseat Lover

It was Wednesday in Edolas, and that meant the dark guild Fairy Tail was getting ready for their weekly supply run. The tree-like guild building was located many kilometers outside of a town, far enough so no one would find them, but not too far for "Fireball" Natsu Dragion's car to drive. Everyone had something for the shopping list.

"Remember my tea," Cana scolded while primly sipping a cuppa.

The pink boy nodded frantically. "I w-won't forget," he stuttered.

Levy snapped at him. "Don't screw up this time on the measurements. It's a five-eighths bolt, not a three-quarters. If you fuck up this time," she growled, grinding a fist into her palm.

Natsu squeaked and leaped back at the dark aura around the tiny, blue-haired girl, Fairy Tail's strongest.

Suddenly, something squishy was up against him, and he bolted around to see Wendy's ample breasts pressed up against his arm. "Do try to remember extra bandages," she asked sweetly, making the poor, nervous boy's face turn bright red.

"Y-Yeah, of course, Wendy," he said, smiling.

Before he could feel comfortable around her, Lucy Ashley yanked him in a headlock that brought Natsu to his knees.

"Listen well, you sonuvabitch," she said threateningly. "You took four days last time you did a supply run. That's unforgivable."

He choked and struggled to breathe. "It... w-wasn't... my fault. We lan-... ack... landed... too far away. Took... eeerk... whole day... just to reach town."

"So you said. I had Levy use her new invention to land us really close this time. Too close for my liking. If Knightwalker finds us, it'll be your fault, so you better get those supplies and rush back here. Two days tops, got it, bastard?"

"Could... go faster... with help," he gagged out, ready to pass out from the head lock.

Gray Surge toddled forward, pushing tables apart with how many layers of coats he wore. "I can go and help."

Lucy snapped, "Dress normal, and I'll let you." She finally released Natsu, and the poor pink-haired boy collapsed into a limp pile. "A sweater and a coat, no more than that. Even that much will be weird in the summer. And no scarf. Every time I see you wearing a scarf I'm reminded of that Earthland Dragon Slayer, and I'd rather not be reminded of him."

Cana took a sip of her tea and muttered into her cup, "Because she misses that fiery boy."

Lucy leaped at her and landed on the table, crouched low and glaring. "Wanna say that to my face, bitch?"

Cana picked up her disturbed saucer. "Please refrain from breaking my good china."

Gray helped Natsu up and dusted him off. "How about it? Can I ride with you?"

Natsu grinned. "You don't even need to ask. We've been best buddies for years. There's no one else I'd rather have riding with me."

The two began to leave, but Lucy screamed, "One coat, Gray. Leave the rest behind."

"Yeah, yeah," he sighed.

He tried to reach his top layer, but his arms stuck out so far with the thickness of his layers, he could not reach. Juvia sighed at how inept he was and came forward.

"Honestly, you're helpless," she grumbled, unbuttoning the coat.

"Juvia-san," he cried out, utterly smitten.

Natsu stood by the door and glared as Juvia helped Gray out of two coats. She refused to do more and shoved Gray away when he tried to hug her in thanks. Gray got the rest of the coats off on his own, and with reluctance he took off the scarf and mittens. He rubbed his arms, already feeling cold without his layers. Finally, he trotted up to Natsu, who silently turned and marched away.