This has been stuck in my head for so long I just wanted to get rid of it.

I'm haven't forgotten about Reborn so don't worry.

Lucy fidgeted as the rice bag slowly heated in her lacrima microwave. She stared wistfully at her trashcan, where her heating pad laid in its final resting place, having been destroyed by a certain fire breathing nuisance.

The microwave beeped and she snatched out the bag, quckly placing it on her lower back. Walking to her room, she laid down, making sure to keep the bag on the sore area. Lucy mourned her few short minutes of reprief, her period had started and cramps were in full swing.

After a another few hours of heating a repositioning the bag, Lucy gave up. Taking a hot shower, she got dressed and reasoned if she couldn't ease away her suffering she might as well complain about it to a friend. Spirits raising slightly at the prospect, Lucy headed toward the guild, stopping sometimes to place a hand against her stomach and wince slightly.

Walking into the guild hall and dodging the fight that flew over her, she turns too look for her blue haired friend. Her heart fell when her search brought about no reading mage within sight. Sighing sadly she walked to the bar and sank onto a stool.

She put her head onto the cool counter, and put her arms together, pushing them into her stomach, relieving the ache slightly. As Mira walked by she rose her head to place her order, but a sudden rush of warmth at her back stopped her. With startingly speed, Lucy whipped around and grabbed at the salmon colored shape nearby, pushing it into her stomach. She grabbed its arms and pulled them around her waist, locking the fingers right on her lower back. Lucy sighed in content, as the gentle warmth from her friend radiated throughout her body and soothing her cramping muscles. She looked down onto the startled but mostly fearful expression on Natsu's face

"Move and you die." she said sweetly, a killer aura rising behind her. Natsu nodded and gulped.

Mira's confused expression melted to one of understanding and wordlessly slid over a strawberry milkshake with extra whipped creme, she knew how much periods sucked without a heating pad.