Disclaimer: I do not and never will own Fairy Tail. All rights go to Hiro Mashima.

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Lucy sluggishly walked down the cobblestone streets of Strawberry Street, her body so fatigued she didn't feel the urge to balance on the ledge of the canal like she usually did. The water trickled by lazily to her left, blurred reflections of the stars rippled in its depths.

It was a cool summer night, crickets and frogs had began to sing their night songs. It was a reasonably silent night, a dog barking in the distance. There was no lamp posts in this part of Magnolia, the only light Lucy had to guid her was from the sky above. Her dear friends of the heavens lighting her way home.

The blonde wore a black tank top, along with a pair of jean shorts, her Celestial Keys jingling softly at her hip. Her feet were bare, padding along silently on the sun baked rock. Her blue flip flops were being held in her right hand, she hadn't wanted to wear shoes on her walk home. Her hair was done up in a high ponytail, she hadn't bothered to do anything fancy that morning. It was just to hot of a day to try and make herself look that good when she was going to be all sweaty anyway. Strands of hair had long since fallen out of the tight ponytail, framing her face nicely.

It had been a long day for the Celestial Mage, she was still healing from some particular nasty wounds on a recent S-class mission with Natsu. So, she had helped Mira run the Guild while Master Makarov was on holiday.

It was this day that the blonde decided never to become a guild master.

So. Much. Paperwork.

Lucy was an author, she wrote novels for hours on end without a break. Nonetheless her right hand throbbed painfully from all the paperwork her and Mirajane had to go through. Her head throbbed with an oncoming migraine from reading so much boring papers.

Mira had also sent her all around town to do errands that Makarov usually took care of while she made sure the guild hall wasn't destroyed. Lucy was sure she had ran from the guild to the post office at least eight times. Her soles ached from being on her feet all day. Frankly, Lucy was just ready to go to bed.

Yeah, Master needed that holiday for sure. How a man far into his eighties could handle so much stress and not keel over was beyond her.

With a groan, Lucy unlocked her apartment door. Turning the nob she stomped in, kicking the door closed with her leg she dropped her flip-flops at the entry way. As much as she wanted to go to bed, she needed a shower.

She took off her tank top dropping it down the hall, leaving her upper body in just her favorite black sports bra, not thinking about anyone being in her apartment. After all, Natsu had to go on a mission two weeks ago. The client asked for him personally so he could not refuse, Lucy had been to injured to join him much to her ire. He was not due back for at least another week.

Thick bandages still covered her whole torso where she had been pierced by a dark mage's spell. Wendy had done an excellent job on the wrappings, tight enough to keep the wound from moving but not so tight that it was uncomfortable. It still ached and stung if she moved her body the wrong way but the Sky Dragon Slayer said she was healing along nicely.

With half closed eyes she ran a hand through her tangled hair, wincing every time her fingers met a tangle. She yanked out the hair tie that kept her hair in place all day, pulling it between two fingers she flicked it to what seemed like behind the loveseat by the sound of the soft— barely audible 'thwack' in that general direction.

Lucy yawned loudly, making her way to her bathroom she closed the door behind her, Natsu might be gone but that didn't mean any other members of Fairy Tail would barge into her home without her consent. It wouldn't be the first time after all.

Quickly stripping the rest of her clothes, careful not to gauge her wound she turned on the faucet to the shower. It would take a moment for the water to heat up so Lucy took the time regrettably unwrapping her bandages. Revealing a healthy pink wound underneath, starting from her hip bone down to her belly button. The scar was stitched up professionally by Wendy since it was to large for the young girl to heal.

Dropping the soiled bandages in the trash next to the toilet, Lucy stepped into her shower. The blonde all but moaned as the hot water seemed to wash away all the aches and pains of the day. The water sliding along the contours of her body in streams and droplets. Bowing her head to let the stream beat down on her tired shoulders Lucy let out a sigh.

She was now glad she hadn't gone straight to bed, she needed this. The Celestial Wizard took her time washing her body, staying in the shower till her fingers began to prune. With a contented sigh, Lucy turned off the water, wrapping a fluffy towel around herself. Another she twisted up in her hair to keep it from dripping.

Striding out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth, she made her way to her bedroom, her damp feet padding loudly on the hard wood floor. With her free hand, she undid the towel around her hair, clumsily rubbing the soft fabric around her wet head to dry it off with only one hand. Reaching her door she opened it silently, flicking on the lights she sauntered in. Instinctively checking the room for any unwanted guests.

With a sigh of relief she made her way to her dresser, placing her toothbrush next to a picture of her and Natsu at the Rainbow Sakura Festival last year, she spit into a dirty cup that had previously had a water in it, to lazy to go back to the bathroom. She slid on a pair of underwear and red pajama shorts that didn't even reach her mid thigh. She took some cream Wendy had instructed her to lather on her wound every night; apparently it helped with the healing process. Gingerly she applied the cold healing cream before grabbing the role of bandages on the top of her dresser. Carefully, Lucy began to wrap her torso back up. The job wasn't nearly as good as Wendy's but it would do for now.

Grabbing a soft black shirt from the top right drawer of her dresser, underneath a copious amounts of socks. The shirt was several sizes to big for her; actually, it was one of Natsu's shirts. Lucy had swiped it from the Dragon Slayer without his knowledge and she only wore it when he wasn't home. It was one of his rare normal shirts, the fabric was soft and expensive and was perhaps the most comfortable articles of clothing Lucy had ever had the pleasure of wearing.

Lucy's reasons for stealing it were completely valid. Besides, Natsu never wore a shirt to sleep, he usually went shirtless unless he was to tired to take it off. The only reason Lucy knew this was because the Fire mage always snuck into her bed at night! Wasn't like the two of them were in a relationship or anything!

With another yawn, Lucy quickly tied her wet hair into a loose braid, deciding to have it wavy for tomorrow. Flicking off her lights the blonde crawled underneath her blankets, burrowing deep inside them like an animal preparing to hibernate.

Her wet hair dampening her pillow, Lucy let out a content breath at finally being in her own bed. She closed her eyes about to drift off into sleep.

She was nearly there when she remembered something important, her eyes shooting open. Quickly, the blonde reached up to the window next to her bed and unlocked it, the bar unlatching with a loud 'creek'. She knew Natsu wasn't due back for another weak, and the last thing on his mind would be to come see her. But she missed her partner dearly.

Feeling satisfied, Lucy laid back down. Pulling her pink comforter over head she curled into a tight ball, her eyes sliding shut. Her body going completley limp as she almost instantly drifting off into sleep. Her mind to tired to conjure up any dreams for her that night.

Lucy was rudely awakened from her rather pleasant sleep by the sound of loud scraping outside her apartment. Glancing over towards her clock sleepily, she glared at the bright red numbers, it was an ungodly hour of the morning! Who in their right mind was making such a racket out there?

The sound of blurred slushing water reached her ears, her closed window muffling the sounds outside. Lucy put a pillow over her head, trying to block out what she chalked up as a gang of teens causing a nuisance. She was sure one of her neighbors would complain soon and put a stop to it. She wanted to go back to sleep. Not feeling like waisting her energy on a couple of kids.

The pillow did its job of muffling the sounds even better, almost blocking them out entirely. Content, Lucy began to go back to sleep her body becoming heavy as her mind began to drift off back info the darkness that was sleep.

Then an angry growl rumbled outside, Lucy didn't so much hear it as she felt it. The sound seemed to make the very foundation of her apartment tremble. Her brown eyes snapped open, she knew a sound of that power had to come from something very big. Her thoughts were confirmed at the sound of deep strong breathing that only a creature of humongous size could make.

Her eyes snapped towards her window and the blonde could barely contain the scream that threatened to bubble out of her throat. She jumped so hard she fell out of bed, holding back a cry of pain as her wound reopened at the impact. Holding back tears at the feeling of her stitches ripping she cradled her torso with one hand scrambling backwards as she did so. Wanting to get as far away from her window as possible. She didn't stop moving in till she was fully pressed against the opposite wall to her window. Barely believing what she was seeing.

There was a freaking dragon outside her house.

Now, Lucy had her fair share of Dragon encounters. Much more than the average person, and nearly every single one of them was a bad experience for her. So Lucy believed she was right to be terrified at the present time.

The Dragon was humongous, easily larger than her apartment and then some, though all Lucy could see at the moment was one very large vibrant slitted green eye staring at her through her window. His scales the very embodiment of fire, reds and yellows and every color in between. They seemed to flicker like flames in the pre-dawn light.

The powerful creature stood on four powerful strong legs, each ending with five razor sharp, knife like talons. The muscles sliding underneath his scales like a well oiled machine. His strong wings were tucked tightly to his sides, the muscles twisted and tied together with those of his large shoulders.

Two large horns protruded out of either temple, along with an array of smaller ones that travelled down his jaw line. Large dark spikes traveled along his spine. A long muscular tail, tipped with a deadly burgundy blade flicked back and fourth angrily. 'Almost like a cats tail.' Lucy thought to her self, despite the situation.

The Dragon had a smaller build than most she had seen, but was very obviously male. His physique practically screamed masculine and was a very beautiful healthy dragon. His body covered in scars big and small, a deep pale scar on the right side of his neck that seemed oddly familiar caught her attention.

Lucy hissed, gritting her teeth she lifted her black shirt, holding it between her teeth to reveal her bandaged torso. Gingerly touching the bandages over her wound, Lucy cursed to herself at the sight of blood soaking through the white fabric. It wasn't a lot, thankfully and Lucy was sure she would be fine. It still hurt like a bitch though.

The beast lifted its lips slightly, revealing long white sharp teeth in a terrifying snarl. Another growl rumbled out of its chest; she could feel the vibration to her very core and she was frozen in fear. On instinct, Lucy curled into herself, cradling her torso as if protecting it.

The massive creature immediately stopped at the sight of her fear, and let out a... Whine? Lucy wasn't sure, she had never met a dragon in a calm state such as this. Every dragon she had ever met had tried to eat her, so far this one hadn't made a move. She was certain it could destroy her home with a single tail swipe if it so desired.

Lucy flinched as the great being scratched at her apartment like a dog wanting to be let into the house. It's claws digging into the wood creating titanic scars along her home. It continued its rather pitiful whining, nudging her window with its nose. The action causing the glass to shatter and fall over her bed.

At this rate the overgrown lizard was going to destroy her home!

"Stop!" Lucy wailed in horror, scrambling to her feet. She kept herself hunched over as not to stretch her wound, keeping her right forearm pressed against her stomach the whole time. The Dragon stopped scratching, let loose another high pitched cry before he continued to nudge at her home with his muzzle. Her walls began to crack and fissure at the pressure making her stomach drop. It let out a sharp desperate whine, pushing harder at her window.

"What do you want, huh?" Lucy asked, placing her left hands on her hip. Her annoyance bubbling to the surface, something in her felt a sort of familiarity with this giant beast. She almost felt like she knew him. Weird.

'Mavis, I hope I'm doing the right thing and the big guy doesn't eat me.' Lucy thought to herself, sending a silent prayer to the stars for protection.

"Okay, big guy. I'm gonna come out, but you gotta promise not to eat me." Lucy said to the red dragon. She thought the creature understood because it stopped its consistent nudging on her poor apartment. This was going to cost so much to fix.

Quickly, so the creature wouldn't get impatient Lucy snatched her keys and ran outside her apartment. Her heart in her throat as she cautiously made her way out onto the street. Her bare feet padding along quietly on the cool stone of the street.

The dragon's green eyes instantly found hers and he yipped at her; actually yipped, like a dog. The hulking beast lowered its head, a rumbling sound eminating from his chest. Lucy's heart dropped thinking it was a growl, but when the magical being began to gently nudge her she realized it was... Purring?

After a particularly hard nudge, Lucy fell on her rear at the force. The Dragon didn't seem to care as it continued to purr, closing its green eyes. Hesitantly, Lucy awkwardly patted its nose, not knowing what to make of the situation.

But then Lucy's eye caught something on the right side of the hulking beast's face. Slowly she inched towards its cheek, careful not to make it mad. Running her fingers along his jagged scales to let it know she was moving, he obediently stayed still thankfully.

The Celestial Mage's brown eyes widened as her fingers wrapped around familiar white fabric that was wrapped tightly around one of his burgundy horns that traveled along his jaw line. It was Natsu's scarf. How did this creature get Natsu's scarf?

She was right next to the dragon's closed eye and flinched slightly when it opened. A green slitted eye stared at her, she knew that shade of green. Knew it better than she even her own eyes. But she couldn't believe it.

"Natsu?" Lucy whispered, clutching his scarf to her chest.

AN: Haha... So I haven't seen any fanfiction of Natsu turning into a dragon in this way before and have always liked the idea. Plus I am SUPER siked for the new Fairy Tail movie that's coming out, apparently Natsu becomes a dragon; the teaser poster looks AMAZING and its in production right now! So... Yeah, It's a Saturday morning. I'm bored. Got nothing better to do. So here you guys go! XP

Hope you guys like it. I'm really excited to continue this idea and hope you guys are to! Tell me what you think and constructed critism is always welcome! Help me become a better author! XP

Hope you guys like it! ^^