Fairy Tail Furious

Chapter 51

Lucy covered the top of her head with her arms when debry of dust and cement particles clouded her vision, protecting her head from any sharp rocks. Waiting until the scuffle coming from behind her hiding spot of the giant barrels, Lucy cracked one brown eye open and listened as best as she could with her ears, even though they were ringing a tiny bit from the echoing crash.

Before she could pick up anything, a large mass dropped itself by her side, making her squeal in shock as she swung her head around to see Natsu all covered in dust and sneezing like the dork he was. "Natsu!" she yelped before lightly pushing his shoulder when he made a questionable snort. "What happened?"

"Fell through the wall, is all. Wasn't supported well enough," Natsu said as he shook his hands through his pink hair, removing any pale dust off of his head and brush his shoulders clean. He was wearing a white shirt and black jeans with his racing boots, a couple tears exposing his torso, he didn't look to be bleeding and Lucy took that for a good result. "You doing okay?"

"Can I come out now?" the blonde sighed as she willingly reached up and fluffed his hair, where he missed the spot to remove the dust. "We're suppose to find that safe, not tear down the whole place."

"Yeah, yeah," the racer grumbled in a pout before standing up, grabbing the slender hand along with him to bring Lucy to her feet. "I couldn't find anyone in here, so we're all good to go!"

The job was simple. All Natsu and Lucy had to do was go to this abandoned warehouse outside the limits of the city and look for a safe that belonged to a name that was found on the files Lucy obtained back in the train - the station was ecstatic with the newfound information the files gave once translated - and asked Makarov to look into it. Makarov had explained to Natsu and Lucy that the files noted about a safe holding on to more documents on future deliveries, which the dealers would sneak into and take without notice (trespassing was fairly simple, if you do it right). Natsu and Lucy just got permission...

They drove into the parking garage to find motorbikes leaned against the walls, so Natsu - the overprotective partner he is with Lucy - told her to hide away from the car while he scoped out the area. As usual, the pink haired racer must've thoroughly searched the garage for any cameras or wires, just incase. Some of the garage had construction around, and Lucy found the wall he fell through and onto a pile of debris and rubble that knocked over.

Lucy shook her head with amusement when Natsu strolled lazily over to the doorless entryway that would lead into the warehouse before following close behind him. Her taser strapped to her belt and her blonde hair in low ponytails, she felt confident in her given task as she kept up with her partner in the hallway, looking into rooms that they passed by, either trashed or empty.

"Where do you usually hide a safe in the drug dealer's world?" Lucy asked when she hopped closer to his side, looking to see him somewhat ignoring the rooms on his side. "You seem to know where you're going, Natsu."

"In the office?" Natsu guessed dumbly, making Lucy twitch at his answer.

"Really?" Lucy sighed before slapping her palm to her forehead. "Haven't you done something like this before?"

"Well, yeah, but every drug boss is different!" Natsu shrugged before smiling to Lucy like he always does. "Some keep it in the most obvious spots and others tend to hide it, and it gets really annoying sometimes. One time, Erza told me to go find this guy's safe who was running an illegal operation of child labor, and I couldn't find it whatsoever! Funny thing was that the safe was in the dude's bathroom under the sink."

"Sometimes I wonder if you make some of these stories up," Lucy sighed again, but smiling nonetheless at how serious he was being in actually starting to look around for clues."I ain't gonna lie to ya, Lucy," Natsu grumbled like a stubborn child, making Lucy giggle and reach to grip on to the hem of his shirt as he hurried in his pace. He seemed to have his attention in seven different places at once. "It was in his bathroom, and it was a nasty-lookin' place to be, I swear to God. You walk in there and it hits you like when Laxus tried to electrocute me while I was sleeping."