#dragonize

The days turned to weeks, and the weeks turned to months. The colder months were upon them and for once, Erza did not hate the variance in temperature thanks to her own personal bedwarmer. She didn’t know that this boy has such ‘practical’ uses and she found herself loathe to spend the cold nights without him in her bed. Natsu, for his part, didn’t mind one bit despite complaining to Irene about how tightly Erza held onto him at night, earning a chuckle from the woman and indignant denials from his master.

Nearly every day was spent in training of some form or fashion. Irene found that most of Natsu’s training had been in the physical arts of combat but little in the way of developing his mental facilities. She made it a point to berate her long-time partner on such things in the future but soon realized that it wasn’t the case - Natsu just didn’t care for such things as formal table manners, or the history of the kingdoms. No, his classroom had been the Wylds themselves and experience his teacher. When showed a portrait of an Q’tha, while Erza could tell her the knowledge found in books, their size, their habitat, but Natsu showed how they walked, how they called to each other, how they made their nests. It was something that Erza found she was watching and listening in rapt attention as he talked about how their babies had the fluffiest fur and had no teeth for the first year.

To her credit, Erza kept training her weapon skills hard while also exploring the Dragon Bond between herself and Natsu. It wasn’t just a power boost as many had lumped it to be, no, it was much more than that. She found that ever so slightly, things began to appear sharper to her senses. The smell of the bakery several blocks down was once something that she could only detect on a day with a good wind but now, she could tell what time it was judging by the smell of the wares being produced. The kitchen staff could not hide sweets from her any more and she relished in pilfering the pantries of her favorites until her mother stepped in. She did find that Natsu kept taking one or two that were left out for him by the staff to share with his young Master.

Trips outside the estate were not all that rare, sometimes three times a week and Natsu had to be kept close at all times or else he’d run off and not be found for hours at a time, taking in all the sights and sounds. Taking him shopping was such a chore as he wanted to try out everything. Erza didn’t think she’d ever get him away from Marku’s particular store since Irene was busy letting him try on anything he desired. She watched as Irene lavished him with attention as he proudly put on outfit after outfit. She knew that her mother loved clothes and having someone that she could dress up was reaching the pinnacle of her happiness. He ended up with quite a few purchases that day, paid by Irene of course, walking out with several bags of clothes that both he and the older woman had decided on.

“Are you two FINALLY done,” Erza groaned, exasperated at how easily Natsu was swayed to her mother. The little one was enjoying a pastry as he was sitting in the woman’s lap during the trip home in the carriage. For some reason, she felt a burning sensation in her chest at the sight but it could not be jealousy... It just couldn’t!

For her part, Irene was very much enjoying Natsu’s company (and his warmth). She knew that her daughter was eyeing her with jealousy apparent in her eyes and she sought to milk the scenario for all that it was worth. It wasn’t that she was a bad parent, honest~

“Natsu~,” she cooed, draping her arms around his small body. “Auntie is feeling rather cold at night, do you think you can warm her up?”

“You mean sleep with you,” Natsu asked, startling Erza with his bluntness. “Sure.”

“Yay~” Irene could almost taste the range of emotions her daughter was storming through at that moment. To see her daughter being so open with her emotions was rather refreshing.

“MOTHER, Don’t you DARE try to make him do anything!”

“Eh? What are you accusing your own mother of, you naughty child,” Irene admonished. “I am simply being kind to him.”

“By Idun’s beard, you are,” Erza growled. “Natsu! Come here!”

“Eh? But she’s comfy~” To demonstrate, he rocked back and forth against Irene. Coincidentally that meant that he was bouncing against her breasts, an action that did not go unnoticed by either woman.

“Natsuuuu!”

Natsu’s eyes widened as he felt the anger radiating off of Erza and he gulped. He had never felt her this strongly before, at least not since their first bath. The boy froze as he felt Irene’s arms tighten around him.

“Dear, if you keep scaring him, he won’t listen to you. He’s not a Haar puppy you know~” Irene’s face turned into a smirk and Erza grounded her teeth. To Natsu, the entire ordeal was very confusing.

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King Acnologia, taken from chapter 524, I love his personality, I hope Mashima knows how to appreciate this character and his own saga xD

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El rey Acnologia, tomado del capitulo 524, me encanta su personalidad, espero que Mashima sepa apreciar a este personaje y le de su propia saga xD