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arrow arrow Okay for those of you who've known me a long, long time. You know how my mind works. Others if this is your first time actually meeting me through my writing w/o no former preamble, well my writing tends to speak for it's self. Enjoy this story that has earned me a small name and following on Fanfiction.net.

Anime: Fairy Tail
Pairing: Rogue x Lucy
Concept: Gotten from another author, who you can go find yourself. She is amazing.
Rating: PG-13/16 for now..

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fairy Tale Characters, let alone any part of the story line. Those completely belong to the talented Hiro Mashima. Who also gave us the epic story line of Rave Master.

Notes: As above I do not own anything that is Hiro Mashima's, but I do claim my own Original Characters that will be used to help further the plot. I claim all silly, idealistic and radical Fluff that come from my imagination that does go into the story line thought.

This is my first attempt in 4 years to write a fan fiction, so please try to bear with me. So yeah things to understand about my stories.

I write in the traditional paragraph format.. No less that 4 sentences.
'' means I stress something.
“” and in bold means a character is talking. And hopefully will better distinguish from the wordings
Italicized means that a person is think/speaking to themselves.

This Fan fiction was requested of me after I made a comment on another story. And I hope that you all enjoy it. It takes place a month after the Gran Magic Games. Here is a link to the current chapter for the manga: http://www.mangahere.com/manga/fairy_tail/v26/c311/ . This is just a in case for those who want to make sure I am attempting to keep it some what true to Mr. Mashima's previous story lines.

The Red String of Fate

By:
Im ur Misconception


Her Story

As the mid morning sun beat down on a ragged looking group of travelers, and plaintive whine could be heard. “I'm tired.... Why does this have to be such a long walk!” a brown eyed blond girl whined as she drug her feet. The only real reply came from the blue haired Exceed, “It's cause your lazy Lucy! And you really didn't do to much on this mission.” it said in a tone of voice that was meant to be friendly and helpful. Narrowing her eyes Lucy swung out half heartedly at the exceed knowing full well that Happy would dodge. This action earning a chuckle from the two guys of her team, Team Natsu. Barely turning her head so that she could look behind her to glare at both Natsu and Gray, the latter whom seemed to be subconsciously divesting himself of his clothing again.

With a evil smirk Lucy reached out and touched the last member of their group, Erza Scarlet to get her attention. A innocent look on her face as Erza looked at her, Lucy did a small nod to the boys behind her. Causing Erza to look back and go wide eyed as a scowl morphed her face into that of a demon. “GRAY FULLBUSTER you will put your clothes on at once or I will beat you senseless. We are all suffering in this heat, but that doesn't mean you need to be a pervert.” she half growled and half yelled. Causing the male to blink in astonishment as he looked down seeing that he was in his boxers once more. Blushing profusely as he turned running back the way they came to find where he lost his clothes.

Not missing the snickering coming from the pink haired boy at the antics and his friend and rival getting scolded, flinched when he felt the piercing gaze on him next. “And you Natsu can go help him, to make sure that he gets his clothes back on. Don't waste our time and make it quick!” Erza barked at Natsu who went wide eyed and pale and replying “AYE!” as he too did a one eighty running after Gray with Happy following quickly behind him. Doing a military about face maneuver Erza faced forward once more and began to march in a huff forward. Smartly staying quite as she did her best to keep up with the red haired woman Lucy's mind did some wandering. Mostly about what Happy had said, because it was true for her. She didn't really contribute much on this mission, and once again began to mentally beat herself up about being the weakest member of the team. While doing this she didn't realize that Erza had started to talk to her and was looking at her face until she felt a nudge on her arm from a leather clad hand.

Startling out of her own thoughts Lucy looked up at her friend and self adopted big sister. “Yes, what is it Erza?” Lucy asked with a ghost of a smile on her lips. Her eyes noting the worry in her friends facial features as she continued to look at Lucy, starting to make her feel a bit uncomfortable. About to say something Lucy was cut off as Erza spoke up in a firm lecturing tone of voice laced with worry. “Lucy Heartiphillia, don't let what Happy said get too you. What you did on this mission was vital to us all, because your cheering and support keeps us going. Besides you are NOT WEAK! Not after what you did in that battle for not only the lives of everyone living in Fiore but our own. No one can honestly call you weak any more. As master stated you will take a while to recoup all your magic. So smile like you used too, because you have gotten plenty tougher.” By the time Erza finished and looked clearly at Lucy, she had to blink quite a bit. Because the blond was staring at her with her jaw hanging wide open.

Snapping her jaw shut, Lucy just stared at Erza in amazement. It had been a long time since her friend had gone on a long winded tirade. Unable to help herself Lucy started to giggle than out right laugh. Feeling a small sense of relief at doing so, as she reached out and grabbed Erza into a hug. “Thank you Erza, that means a lot too me. But even so I still have a few things to work out with my own self. And it might take me a bit longer OK. Besides I think I hear or bickering idiots coming.” And as if on que, the sound of Natsu and Gray having a verbal fight reached their ears. Erza pulled herself from Lucy's hug, glad to see that sunny smile back on her face. Giving a quick wink to Lucy before turning around while re-equipping her Demon Armor and standing with her hands on her hips. The look in her eyes was one of pure rage.

As the boy's got closer they looked up to see the girls standing there, and had to do a double take. Gray slouched down and started to walk slower under the glower that Erza was giving. Though as his eyes darted over to Natsu who seemed to suddenly have a more irrational and irritated look on his face. This caused Gray to swallow visibly, as his attention went back to Erza. The red head quirked a eyebrow at Natsu and actually felt a twing of anger build up inside at him being so bold. Shifting her position so she was standing straight but at the ready to physically attack the man, her aura becoming noticeably darker before Natsu actually stopped and blinked at Erza and backing down. As Lucy watched this, she took note of how the pink haired Dragon Slayer had acted. In fact the odd quirks in his normal behavior pattern of late had bothered her to some degree. Shaking her head as she smiled and spoke up, “Hey let's hurry up before Master gets mad as well! Race you to the guild Natsu and Gray!” She said as she spun on the ball of her left foot dashing off.

With a nod of her head Erza motioned for the boys to run as well, with a wicked gleam in her eyes and cruel smile on her lips. That was the only hint the two needed before dashing off past her, easily catching up to Lucy before easily passing her. Only have Happy whining as he tried to catch up to the two boys. This would keep the two competitive boys distracted for a while and hopefully burn of some of their pent of steam and energy. Slowing down to a walk than stopping Lucy looked back to see Erza had put her normal attire back on and was catching up with her. Once they were even Lucy matched her strides with her companions. Worrying her lip a bit as she tried to figure out how to ask Erza about Natsu's odd behaviors. Figuring it was best to be blunt she coughed to get the womans attention as she spoke, “So what's up with Natsu? I have noticed that in the last few days he seems a bit different. Almost like he is more aggressive and more easily agitated to fight. And I noticed yesterday before we pinned our target, that he would glower and growl at any guy that came near me or you.” Her voice was mellow but showing her curiosity. As Lucy shot a sideways glance at Erza who seemed to have paled a bit. Tilting her head so she could see more of the woman who eyes were becoming a bit more glazed, before she suddenly blurted out “Oh god, I failed to notice the signs.. This isn't good at all. Lucy I am gonna go ahead to the guild and talk with Master about this. Be careful!” Than took off at a full out run after the two boys, as if the devil himself had come back for her.

With a heavy sigh Lucy's shoulder slumped, but she continued on her way now by herself to the guild. Her mind wondering what could of put Erza into such a state of almost panic. With a shake of her head Lucy reached down and grasped one of her keys. Bringing it up to her face to see which one as she intoned, “I open thee, Gate of Canis Major. Come forth Nicolas.” With a small poof of smoke there stood her spirit Plue. The little thing wobbled over to her and placed his little paws on her legs gently patting her as if to say, 'everything will be okay'. That brought tears to her eyes as she bent down to pick him up. She noted that she had a fresh sheen of sweat on her brow just from using that small amount of her magic to summon Nicolas. It bothered deeply at how weak she still was a month later.

Smiling sadly at Nicolas as she continued to walk towards Magnolia, her home with her family The Guild Fairy Tail. So many happy memories as well as some sad ones resided there for her, but it was the place she felt most at ease. It made her realize that she wasn't alone after she had found out that her father had died, leaving her with no blood relatives alive. In fact at the memory of Happy and Natsu yelling as some young girls complaining about their fathers, she giggled aloud at their antics and how it had made her feel better. The city coming into view as she crested the hill. The small forested expanse spreading in a giant sweeping green wave before her, only made her smile bigger and brighter on her lips. Feeling a breeze wrap around her as if daring her to be carefree, Lucy looked down at Nicolas who just gave a little shaking nod of his head. Throwing away any and all caution Lucy ran down the hill and into the woods, as the breeze tugged at her hair as it flew out behind her.

Laughter bubbling up and out of her chest as she continued to run, feeling the tightening of her chest as she pushed herself. Finally making her slow her pace back to a slow walk and taking in slow deep breaths to slow her heart down. Knowing her face was flushed and glad that no one was around to witness her childish antics, that were only befitting a childish people like Gray and Natsu. Continuing her walk Lucy began to subconsciously hum the remnants of the tune during their battle with Zeref. Unaware of what she was doing and being blissfully happy in her current state of mind until a loud crash of trees just off to her right brought her back to reality. Stopping as she looked off the right with a mix of fear and curiosity, while she figured out how quickly she could hide in the bushes to her left. Another crashing of trees as well as growling like a feral enraged animal was soon heard as it started to get closer.

Backing up slowly Lucy was ready to turn and dive into the bushes when a white and blond blur jumped out a few feet in front of her. As it came to a stand still just as she let out a small choked scream, which drew it's attention to her. Causing her eyes to go wide when she saw what or rather whom it was. One Sting Eucliffe and he looked really odd to her, as a sense of dread and fear churned in her stomach. Swallowing as she tried to take a step back only to stumble on a rock that was jutting out of the dirt path. Feeling her balance shift as she began to fall backwards, Lucy closed her eyes. But the pain of falling on her butt never came, no it was the feeling of a strong pair of arms grabbing her shoulders and lifting her up. Unable to control her body from shivering at the feel of those arms she opened her eyes to look up into a pair of slitted dark eyes as they studied her. Lucy blinked a few times, because of who was holding her and hoisting her back to a standing position. Trying to tear her brown eyes away from his dark ones, when he leaned in and began to sniff at her hair and neck. While emanating small growls from his throat.

Her mouth dropped open into a perfect 'O' shape at his actions, Thought her eyes were still riveted to his. Lucy was able to make out his facial features, it did look like he had gone feral. “You reek of another, little fairy mage. But I will take that off of you.” Sting hissed into her ear as he started to pull her into his chest. At this Lucy finally found some type of will power and began to struggle and push at him. Her mind screaming over and over 'This is so so wrong'. Only to get a warning growl from Sting to stop moving, causing her to whimper low in her throat. Closing her eyes feeling helpless and praying that something or someone would come along and make him stop. Feeling his warm breath tickling the sensitive skin where the her jaw connected to her ear, Lucy felt a hot scalding tear slid down her cheek.

Sting's lips were only a few centimeters from her when she felt her body jerk, making Lucy open her eyes and look around. There pulling her away from Sting was none other than his partner who looked a bit bruised and battered. Feeling relief as well as indignation wash over her Lucy went to speak only to be cut off by a wave of his hand, as he danced back from Sting who was swinging in earnest at him. “Be gone from here Celestial Mage if you value your body and sanity. He is not in his mind, but living off his instincts. So RUN cause your life depends on it.” He barked at her before lashing out at Sting who had turned his attention back to her. Making the Blond Dragon Slayer growl dangerously in his throat. Not needing a second urging she spun and ran as fast as she can, wondering if he day can only get worse. Behind her she could hear them fighting as trees came crashing down and the ground shook from the use of their Dragon Slaying abilities. All she wanted was to get to Fairy Tail and be kept safe with her friends and family.
From now on I will put the Day of August that this Story is taking place in here at the bottom of my story so it is easier to understand as you follow it. As well as a Chapter word count.

Chapter 1 date 8/2
Chapter 2 date 8/5

Word Count for Chapter 1: 2426
Word Count for Chapter 2: 2808

Please R&R. But no flaming please. And Thank you to all of you who have read my story so far.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fairy Tale Characters, let alone any part of the story line. Those completely belong to the talented Hiro Mashima. Who also gave us the epic story line of Rave Master.

Notes: As above I do not own anything that is Hiro Mashima's, but I do claim my own Original Characters that will be used to help further the plot. I claim all silly, idealistic and radical Fluff that come from my imagination that does go into the story line thought.

This is my first attempt in 4 years to write a fan fiction, so please try to bear with me. So yeah things to understand about my stories.

I write in the traditional paragraph format.. No less that 4 sentences.
'' means I stress something.
“” and in bold means a character is talking. And hopefully will better distinguish from the wordings
Italicized means that a person is think/speaking to themselves.

This Fan fiction was requested of me after I made a comment on another story. And I hope that you all enjoy it. It takes place a month after the Gran Magic Games. Here is a link to the current chapter for the manga: http://www.mangahere.com/manga/fairy_tail/v26/c311/ . This is just a in case for those who want to make sure I am attempting to keep it some what true to Mr. Mashima's previous story lines.

The Red String of Fate

By:
Im ur Misconception


Fairy Tail's Issue (mid morning)

A pair of cool brown eyes partially shaded by blue bang looked up in shocked disbelief at a tall shaggy haired man. “Are you one hundred percent on this? If so that explains a lot that we didn't know or understand previously. But more so this could affect the guild...more so the female guild members. Please tell me right now Gajeel that your not serious.” she said in a hushed voice. Her brown eyes searched her friends red ones. The man just stared down returning her gaze with his normal intensity as he spoke softly, “I am serious Levy. And you say Natsu has been going through this for 3 years...no wait 10 years now, that is if we add in the 7 years we were hidden away on Tenrou Island. This can get pretty brutal if not taken care of, because it is instinctual.” His voice just as hushed while talking to the short blunette. Lowering his head till his own chin rested on his chest Gajeel Redfox took a slow deep breath before speaking again, “And I am no different either shrimp. My time comes in the last week of August, but if I am near other's that it can trigger it earlier. So I uh... have a question for you Levy McGarden. That is if you will listen and than think before you answer me.”

Levy just sat there in her normal corner table staring at her friend and secret crush. Noting how he lowered his head so that his chin rested on his chest. Making his hair hide his face. But at his words her heart jumped in her chest, as her quick mind raced through several possibilities that he might be referring to. Swallowing Levy tried to calm her nerves as she spoke, “I will do it the best I can. So what do you want to ask of me Gajeel?” Unaware that he voice had become even more quieter and a bit breathy. Thought it wasn't lost on Gajeel who half smirked half smiled to himself as he tilted his red tinted face to look at her with one red eye. His eyes searched her face and eyes as if trying to sense any falsehood, even if he didn't expect any. “I would like to ask if you'd be willing to become my mate. I mean I am sort of partial to you and all. And your smart and put up with me and stupidity. I mean we made a good team during the S-class exam and during the games. My respect and trust are not something that is easily earned, but you have it in spades.. So would you consider it... I mean I do sorta like you, and can do a lot worse than you.” Gajeel mumbled his voice breaking here and there in his nervous rambling.

Feeling her face turn a deep shade of red, Levy immediately hung it to hide it from the few people who were actually in the guild. She listened to his honest and blunt proposal too her, even if he did end it with words that rankled her. It was something she had waited to hear from him since before the S-Class mage exam. Feeling as if her heart was gonna jump out of her chest, Levy felt a single tear slide down her right cheek. Raising her hand up she wiped it away, while raising her head to give her reply since she already knew the answer. Gajeel smelt the tears before he saw her face and started to recoil from her stuttering, “Please....don't cry. I didn't me...” only to trail of at the smile that graced her rather red face and lit up her soft brown eye that he liked so much. “I will be more than happy to be your mate Gajeel Redfox. And it is a honor that you actually asked me. There for a while I was wondering if I wasn't just something you were fascinated with.” Levy spoke with a small sniff as she tried to pull herself together, while watching a dumb founded Gajeel stare at her with his mouth hanging open.

Not able too help it she burst out with a small fight of her giggles, wishing her best friend Lucy was here to hear her news or even see Gajeels face. At that thought of Lucy, the smile vanished from her face as she returned to her serious mode. “I think we should take our findings and your information to Master right now.” she said quickly. Just nodding in silent awe and amazement at how quickly she changed her reactions, and got back to being serious. Gajeel slide off the bend and stood up so she could get out. With a quick look around the run down building noting that there was just Laxus and his Raijun tribe in a corner near Masters office door, Mirajane at the bar cleaning glasses with Kinanna. In the far corner was Macao and Wakaba talking with Wendy and Charle. With out any ceremony the two made their way to the Masters door, getting a odd look from Laxus as he looked up with his normal bored glare. Levy knocked softly and waited for admittance, which didn't take long. Opening the door Gajeel tore his gaze from Laxus' and entered in behind Levy. “What is it my children?” Master asked from behind the desk and a half dozen stacks of paper.

Not one to waste time Gajeel coughed to clear his throat and spoke up, “It is a matter that concerns not just us master but the whole guild. It is about Natsu as well as any and all Dragon Slayers.” his voice just loud enough to be heard by the Master who immediately stopped doing what he was doing and leveled a piercingly dark gaze on the young man. The look was one that Gajeel was familiar with and meant that the Master was serious now. A faint smile on his lips as he continued to speak, “Ms. McGarden here was talking to me about how worried she was for Team Natsu. And I inquired as to why. She explained to me what normally happens in the first two weeks of August concerning Natsu's behavioral shift. I know what it is and would like to inform you that it is basically puberty of sorts... Except for those of us who use Dragon Slayer Magic. We also go through heat or the urge to Mate. The longer it is left unchecked the more sever the symptoms and moodiness become.” Levy had been watching Master's reactions the whole time, noting that he seemed to go pale as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

With a sigh Makarov leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling for a few second before talking, “So it is puberty that makes Natsu more aggressive and completely possessive of the women in the guild. And that it is a urge to mate. That explains a lot, except that he hasn't taken a mate. So explain a few things to me Gajeel. Why do you think he hasn't taken a mate? What about you and Wendy, not to forget Laxus? Are you in 'heat' as well? If not will being around Natsu affect you to any certain degree?” Both of the fairy tail members knew that voice very well. Levy just looked up at Gajeel with a small frown pursing her lips as she watched him struggle to formulate a answer to all the questions. Reaching out a hand she clasped his left hand in her right hand giving it a small squeeze. The action didn't go missed by the Master who kept his gaze at the ceiling for the most part, while trying not to smile.

Feeling Levy's hand in his and the reassuring squeeze from her made Gajeel relax before replying to the questions in order. “As for him not having a mate yet, each person's needs or wants in a mate are different. But a few things are the same thought. We each want a Mate who will be strong and independent, and smells nice too boot. There is a good chance that there hasn't been anyone in the guild that meets Natsu's personal wants, not that I think that moron would know what he is going through let alone his personal preferences. Mine is that I like a intelligent person who is nice and kind.” Stopping briefly to squeeze Levy's hand back, unaware of the foppish grin on his face as he continued to speak. “My dragon didn't send me out into the world oblivious to the ways of dragon kind. As to your other questions, Wendy is too young right now. Even thought we were on that Island for 7 years in something like Suspended animation, we didn't age. So she is safe, and no I am not in heat yet. Thought I already have the acceptance of whom I wish too take as a mate. It will just require physically mating and marking now when that time comes. Laxus I don't really know about since he is a artificial Dragon Slayer. Truth be told being around Natsu can affect me to some degree as it is instinct and territorial unless already mated.”

Makarov lowered his head to look at the two a soft paternal smile on his lips at the two of his children. It did his heart proud to see them like they were at this moment. That and the thoughts of possible babies running around the guild, which was one of his soft spots. Leaning forward the Makarov crossed his arms on the desk and looked at the two more seriously, “So what can we do to help control Natsu. And more importantly in the last year.... sorry 8 years we have gotten new members in Lucy and than Lisanna returning to us. And he is rather attached to those two girls in many ways. And I agree that he is rather dense and probably doesn't even know what makes him do this once a year.” Makarov asked while looking at them.


In Erza's Case (noonish)

Quickly she had caught up to the two boys, only a half mile out of Magnolia. Glad for once that they were fighting as she straight arm barred them both into the ground to help her stop. Looking down at Natsu who was dazed since she made sure to use more force. Stepping on his chest as she looked down at Gray, her pale face with the wide eyes catching his. Making Gray stop from making a retort, knowing that look all to well. “Pick a fight and make it semi-serious. Keep him here for at least fifteen minutes. I am gonna head to the guild and report his status to Master. He is showing the signs he always does in August, and it was Lucy who pointed it out.” She hissed in a whisper to the stunned Ice Make mage. Turning around and stepping off a now groaning Natsu, Erza dashed at full speed into Magnolia intent on getting to the guild as fast as possible to report to the Master.

Gray looked at Natsu and pulled himself up wishing he was already home and hiding away in solitude. Looked down at his friend and rival hating what he would have to do next. Natsu was just starting to sit up when Gray's foot kicked out and knocked him back to the ground and causing him to slide a few inches away. “oi why did you have to be such a pansy assed Flametard of all days. Your a pathetic excuse of a Flame Throwing Dragon Slayer... OH I KNOW! Natsu the tiny candle flame.. yeah you are now gonna be called that.. since you don't have a flame stronger than a Candles.” Gray mocked at Natsu hitting him were he knew his pride was the strongest. Barely able to get his arms up to block the punch a now enraged Natsu was throwing at him in rapid succession, while wondering if he would be able to hold up to Natsu while he was in serious mode.

Erza already long gone from the boys slowed down after she got past the bridge turning left before entering the town. Re-equipping her normal armor wear as she jogged at a face pace to the guild. Nodding her head here or there and occasionally waving to the citizens as they said a quick hello in passing. Soon enough she could see the guild and was only a few minutes away. A faint nervous smile on her lips as she wondered how well Gray would hold up to Natsu after he provoked him. Silently praying that he wouldn't be killed while stalling Natsu. Upon reaching the swinging double doors Erza slowed her pace down further and schooled her features putting on what she thought was a normal smile for her and entered it. Nodding a quick hello to a surprised Mirajane and the others in the guild, she quickly made her way to the Master's office. Not bothering to knock she let herself in and pushed the door shut. A but stunned to see Levy and Gajeel there and holding hands no less, all Erza could do was shake her head.

With a deep breath she stepped forward and around her two fellow guild members. Stopping at the Master's desk she leaned forward and placed her hands on it. “Master Makarov I am sorry for the intrusion, but you said to immediately report if Natsu was showing any of those strange signs and mood swings. They started during the mission, and it was Lucy who mentioned them to me.” she stated all the while still breathing a bit heavy from pushing herself to get to the guild quickly. Master looked up at her and blinked twice before lifting a hand and waving it at her to move from the desk. “Well Gajeel I would suggest if you have any information on how to help control him, now would be a good time... WAIT Why are you here? Where is Natsu? You didn't leave him alone with Lucy did you? Cause that would be a bad bad thing Erza.” The master said only to become highly agitated, leaving the red head in a state of confusion as she moved away and looked askance at Gajeel when the master talked to Gajeel.

Coughing quickly to clear her throat and get everyone's attention Erza spoke up again, this time in her normal military monotoned voice. “Uh..No he isn't alone with Lucy, he is a half mile out of town fighting with Gray. And why are you asking Gajeel for help Master?” She asked still shifting her gaze from Levy and Gajeel to Master Makarov. It was Gajeel who replied to the both of them, “To answer the question try to keep him detained either here at the guild or in his house with happy. But the latter would cause a lot of problems in the long run. And Red to answer you question, what Natsu is going through is a natural thing called puberty and heat for a Dragon Slayer. Something every Dragon Slayer goes through once a year in August. Basically he is looking for a Mate, care to take on that roll?” He grinned in a slightly malicious manner at Erza watching her blanch at his offer. Only to stop when a sharp tug on his arm from Levy. Looking down noting that she was less than amused.


Makarov was about to reply when a loud crashing sound was heard, making him groan.


Natsu's arrival to the Guild (oneish)

It hadn't been much of a fight against Gray, thought he had to admit that the Ice Make Mage had put up a serious fight. But in the end it was him who had won. Gloating as he made his way up the path to the guild. His mind focusing on wanting too fight Erza next for knocking him over and than running away like a chicken. Getting up to the swinging doors, Natsu threw them open causing them to crash against the walls as he stepped in looking around. His nose told him that Erza was in the Masters office, with Levy and Gajeel. Snorting in irritation he let his dark gaze slide over those who were in the guild. Macao and Wakaba just blinked at his entrance while Wendy shrunk away from his gaze as if scared. Something inside of him gloated about that fact, before his eyes made their way to Mirajane who was just giving him a disapproving stare for how he had entered. Shrugging it off as he continued to walk in further he turned his gaze finally to the last of the people in there. Team Raijun who consisted of Freed, evergreen and bickslow and their Leader Laxus.

The latter who seemed intent on listening to the conversation coming from the open door to the Masters Office. Annoyed a bit as he stalked over to the office door he growled threateningly at Laxus as he reached for the door handle. Only to have the door opened to see three surprised people before his world went black. With a soft cough Makarov shrunk his fist back to normal as he walked out of the office. “Well good news and bad news my Children. I know what is going on with Natsu at this time every year. And I will let the expert explain.” he said as he made his way to the bar. Stopping briefly to jump up on it and sit down. Smiling at a confused Mirajane as she made up his normal drink.
“What are you talking about Master? What is wrong with Natsu that makes him act like this?” she asked looked at the door as Levy, Gajeel and than Erza walked out. All master did was point at Gajeel who stopped and looked like a deer caught in a pair of head lights.

“uh... basically Natsu is dealing with puberty to some degree. Only for a Dragon and Dragon Slayer alike it is a bit different, because we go off of our instincts. And those instincts say that we need to find a mate. And uh.. I didn't say this before master but it doesn't mean it has to be the opposite gender, some dragons will take a lover of the same gender until a female is found.” Gajeel spoke matter of fact. When he finished he noted that the only sound that could be heard was the sound of Master, Wakaba spitting out their liquor that they had been drinking. Followed by the sound of skin hitting skin beside him. Looking down he saw that Levy had face palmed herself while turning a very cute shade of red. Not realizing that what he said about same sex pairing was a bit awkward since it was normal in the animal kingdom. “What did I say that was wrong Levy?” he asked only to have her pull him down and whisper it in his ear, with a small explanation that it was a bit out of the normal. Making his stand up straight like someone had shoved a iron rod up his backside. A small 'o' for his mouth.

Nobody said anything on that as Gajeel mumbled a quick apology, noting all the while the funny look in Mirajanes eyes. Shifting foot to foot before Erza walked around her cheeks a paler version of her hair. Not realizing that at some point she had lifted up the unconscious Natsu. “Well in any case Lucy should be back soon enough, thought it does bother me that Gray hasn't shown up yet. MiraJane where is Lisanna?” Erza spoke softly as she moved to a nearby bench and placed the knocked out Natsu down with a thud. The Silver haired bar tender blinked a bit before smiling at Erza and replying, “She was out running an errand for me. Lisanna should be back in a few minutes from town. Why do you ask?” This only made Gajeel and Master Makarov shift a bit uncomfortably before Levy spoke up in her quite voice. “Well Natsu hasn't taken a mate yet, because apparently there isn't any female in the guild or town who meets his personal requirements other than being strong and smelling good. Is that right Gajeel?” Only to receive a small nod of the Iron Dragon Slayers head as he still reeled from what she explained to him, even as his mind wandered how closeted normal humans were.


Lucy's Entrance (two thirtyish)

Lucy ran as fast as she could, her body shaking from the exertion and fear of what just happened. For some odd reason the God's just weren't on her side today as she finally slowed down when she noted that there was blood on the ground. Her heart beating rapidly in her chest and echoing in her ears. Looking down as she assessed what she was seeing when a soft groan came from a bush on the side of the road. Nearly jumping out of her skin she slowly made her way to the bush seeing more blood spatter around there. Peeking over it she saw a rather battered and bruised Gray laying there. Worry for her friend quickly replacing her own fear as she darted around the bush to lift the Ice Make Mage up earning a loud groan. Looking down his mostly bare chest she noted several cuts which were covered in ice to stop the bleeding. Making tears spring to her eyes at the sever condition he was in. “Oh Gray what happened? Who did this too you? I am gonna help you the best I can okay? Please bear with me.” she said around her tears.

Shifting herself so that she could throw his arm over her shoulder as she attempted to stand up. Her body already physically exhausted it took her three tries before she had a semi-conscious Gray leaning on her as she made her way to area before the bridge. Not seeing anyone she groaned under her breath only to have it echoed by Gray as he slipped a big in her grasp. Shrugging him back up wards and wondering how he could be as heavy as he was, she made her ways across the deserted bridge. Turning too look up the hill on which their current guild was sitting. “Sorry Gray but it is gonna take me a while to get up there with you. So if you can wake up a bit more to walk a bit I would appreciate it.” She whispered to her team mate only to get a low groan as he attempted to turn his head towards her. It pained her to see him like this, in so much pain. AS far as she could recall she'd seen him beaten up but not to the point that he couldn't move to some degree on his own. Feeling more tears slide down her cheek for her good friend.

Each step she took felt like she had a hundred pound weight attached to each leg, making it seem like forever before she reached the halfway point. Feeling the world shift around her Lucy stumbled and started to fall to the ground. With a small Cry she attempted to shift her body so it was between the ground and a very injured Gray. Only to feel for the second time in that day a pair of hands grabbing her. Opening her eyes slowly and looking around while trying to suppress a scream she saw Lisanna holding, while Elfman was picking up Gray. “What happened Lucy? Why are you carrying a injured Gray...? What happened to Natsu and Erza?” Lisanna asked as she helped right the very shaky and tired Celestial Mage. With a weak smile Lucy turned and hugged Lisanna crying into her shoulder. The take over mage just looked at her brother in confusion before hearing the slightly muffled reply from Lucy, “I think Erza is in the guild. She took off after I told her that Natsu was acting possessive and rather aggressive on our mission... And I don't know about Natsu.. But I found Gray like this and am scared for him.. As for me I am just having a really bad day. Can we just go to the guild and get Gray some treatment?”

Lisanna patted Lucy's hair in a soothing manner while nodding her head to Elfman. Who just started walking up the path to the guild, while Lisanna guided the shaken Lucy beside her. Glad that the blond was no longer crying. In a matter of minutes they reached the guild and entered it to a seemingly awkward silence. Noting that everyone's eyes were on them, when MiraJane came from behind the counter and towards them with Erza following suit just as quickly. “oh Gray I am so sorry I asked you to distract Natsu. I didn't think that he would go this far....” The red head said as she took the injured Gray from Elfman's arms and turned to take him to the Infirmary. Already noting that Wendy and Charle where heading that way as well.

Lisanna with the help of her sister Mirajane guided Lucy to bar and sat her down, to have Kinanna give her a glass of water. Lucy just looked at the glass as Erza's words began to sink into her head, making her body shake now not just from being tired but anger. Anger that Natsu would do this to his friend and leave him on the side of the road. Her day was already bad enough with what had happened, and she didn't dare to mention that to anyone in the guild. Since they were still at odds with the Sabertooth guild. Sighing as she tried to right her erratic emotions when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Looking up into her best friends brown eyes as the girl spoke, “Lucy are you alright? What happened to you? Did Natsu attack you as well as Gray?” All Lucy could do was shake her head no as she gave a brief out line of what had happened when she found Gray. Totally leaving out her encounter with Sting and Rogue. Putting a small smile on her lips, Lucy as she spoke to Levy. “By the way where is Natsu? I don't' see him in the guild. Or happy for that matter? Didn't they come here yet?”

Only to see that Levy adverted her gaze of to the left. Letting her own gaze follow as she heard a faint familiar groan coming from the bench. Watching as a hand came up grabbing the back of the bench followed by a head of pink spiky hair. Natsu blinked a few times looking around the guild seemingly confused, before his gaze landed on everyone at the bar. When he saw Lucy his normal idiotic smile curved his lips in happiness. Lucy just watched as if detached as he smiled and than jumped over the bench and started towards her. Sliding off her stool to stand up staring at her friend, while her right hand reached down and unsnapped the leather loop carrying her whip Fleuve d'etoiles. "hey Luce When did you get here?" Unaware of her actions before he stopped a few inches from her wrinkling his nose as he smelled Sting and Rogue on her. A frown quickly replacing his smile as he reached out grabbing her left hand. "Why do you smell of those two from Sabertooth Lucy? You are mine, and I will not tolerate you smelling like some trashy prostitute."

Everyone watching this had their jaws drop in shock at this words. The anger that Lucy had been trying to keep in check boiled over. Tears sprining to her eyes at her friends words as she jerked her arm away from Natsu leaving him staring at her with a mix of shock and possessive anger on his face. He didn't like seeing her crying and it pained him, but it made him more angry that she smelled so strongly of Sting Eucliffe and faintly of Rogue Cheney. His mind reeling that she would even let those two come close enough to touch her after their guild mates tried to kill her. The sound of skin cracking on skin followed by a sharp stinging pain brought him back from his thoughts. His black eyes catching the large brown eyes of the Celestial mage as flames practically shot out of them, while tears streamed down her face. Her body visibly shaking with a barely supressed anger that was quickly turning to rage.

"I can not believe you Natsu Dragoneel. That you would say that to me with out even thinking why I might have their smell on me... And to boot you attacked Gray and left him seriously wounded and lying on the road side unconscious. I don't know what is getting into you, but I abhor it." Lucy said to him in a choked voice as she walked forward and pushed passed Natsu. All she wanted was to get away from Natsu and the guild right now. Knowing she was a utter mess physically and emotionally. A few steps past Natsu she felt him grab her arm once more as he spoke too her. "Don't go spouting off nonesense Luce. Gray picked that fight after Erza knocked us down on our asses. It's not my fault that he is that weak and can't stand up after a fair fight. And I don't care how you ended up with their smell on you, YOU are MINE and NO ONE elses. Do you understand me Lucy." He growled at her, while she jerked her arm free from his grasp once more putting a fanged smile on his lips.

When her eyes met his Natsu took a step back from her, because of the raw emotion in them that he was seeing. She was hurting in pain, and was scared. But most of all he was actually seeing her anger for the first time. Raising his hands as she grinned like Erza when she got mad. "Oh really, you call that a fair fight by leaving your friend behind. Oh your such a hypocrit right now.. And I am not your's, and nobody elses for that matter." She turned and started to walk away making Natsu relax that she wasn't gonna attack. Watching with wary eyes that went wide when Lucy suddenly turned and dashed at him. Jumping at the last second and kicking him under the chin while calling out her signature move "Lucy Kick!" Natsu didn't have time to react before he was flying backwards. In the split second that Lucy felt her feet hit the ground her right hand shot down and grabbed her whip and snapped it out and wrapping it around the air borne Natsu. With a strength borne from her anger she caused it to constrict tightly before turning and flinigng it towards the wall wer Laxus and the Raijun were sitting in awed silence as they watched it happen.

Recalling her whip Lucy turned and dashed out of the guild hearning Natsu crash into the between Laxus and the masters office. Faintly hearing Laxus speak up, "Well Damn who would of thought that blonde had it in her to kick a**!" Everyone just watched as the Celestial Mage left, before Levy groaned aloud. "Crap we didn't explain to Lucy why Natsu is being an A class Jerk." Turning to head after her friend, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Looking to see Lisanna holding it and shaking her head as sh spoke, "No let her go, she has to calm down and destress first. What ever happened before her finding Gray had her exhausted and already shaken badly. I think she needs time to herself." Looking around at everyone and getting small nods of agreement Levy just looked at the doors worrying about her friend.
Chapter 4 date 8/5 (mid afternoon to evening)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fairy Tale Characters, let alone any part of the story line. Those completely belong to the talented Hiro Mashima. Who also gave us the epic story line of Rave Master.
Notes: As above I do not own anything that is Hiro Mashima's, but I do claim my own Original Characters that will be used to help further the plot. I claim all silly, idealistic and radical Fluff that come from my imagination that does go into the story line thought.
This is my first attempt in 4 years to write a fan fiction, so please try to bear with me. So yeah things to understand about my stories.
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This Fan fiction was requested of me after I made a comment on another story. And I hope that you all enjoy it. It takes place a month after the Gran Magic Games. Here is a link to the current chapter for the manga: .com . This is just a in case for those who want to make sure I am attempting to keep it some what true to Mr. Mashima's previous story lines.

The Red String of Fate
By:
Im ur Misconception

Mental musings of all Concerned (4:55)

Wendy continued to check Rogues Pulse finding it faint but still strong, before she went about looking over the wound he had in his side. Able to smell the faint trace of dragon slayer magic on it, making her become very concerned. “Oh this isn't good. Now to figure out how he got it.” she thought to herself as she placed her hands on over the wound and muttered “troia” under her breath while calling her sky magic to her. Soon a soft pale spring green glow appeared around her hands as she focused it on the wound. Not surprised when Rogue shifted and moaned low from the cool tingling sensation on his skin, even thought he remained unconscious. Wendy let her eyes shift down to the end of the bed where she saw Frosch sitting in his Pink Frog suit. A small smile playing on her lips as she caught his attention. “Do you know how he got a wound from another dragon slayer?” She whispered so only Frosch and possibly Gajeel would hear her.

Frosch just looked at the small girl was doing something to his friend. With a slight shake of his head before speaking back in a whisper as well, “No Frosch doesn't know. Except that Sting was being his yearly jerky self. We were on a mission to keep Sting from peoples in the guild, but when we got to the forest near here he went wild after saying he smelt something.” Standing up Frosch jumped off the bed and walked over to the small couch and climbed up stopping any other chance of conversation, thought his gaze lingered on the now napping blond. Mixed emotions rolling through his small mind as he stared at her. “Why did she help Rogue after she attacked him? What will happen when …. or if... Rogue ever wakes up?” he thoughts rather dark before sniffling to himself.

Makarov just stood there by the puddle of blood watching everything that was going on in his child's home. His gaze immediately going to Lucy and eyes practically bugging out of his head when Lucy said 'they could have a party later.' Even if that wasn't what bothered him, but rather how pale and tired she looked on top of the dirt and sweat covering her face. He knew just what was wrong with her from what Loki had told him after the Grand Magic Games. It pained him that she had thrown herself out there to save everyone after being attached to that infernal gate. The poor girl had already gone through some major trials in her life, with her father trying to have phantom lord kidnap her. Than again with the rest of her team at the Tower of Heaven. When the S-Class came and went and lost 7 years of her life along with everyone else there, to come home and make amends with her father to find out her was dead. The poor girl was like a magnet for bad karma. Letting his gaze slide to Wendy and seeing her now attempting to heal the Sabertooth Dragon Slayer while already tired from Grays injuries earlier.

With a bit of trepidation Makarov made his way to the couch and sat down by the frog suited exceed and went back to watching Lucy's sleeping face. “I promise you child that I will keep trying to do my best by you. But for some reason you just pull trial after trial in you life. I wish I could give you a bit of happiness.”He thought as a sad smile crested his lips briefly before putting his face in his hands from the stress of the day.

Loki stood there his hands resting on Lucy's shoulders with sad green eyes behind his shades. There was really nothing he could do at the moment for his master, except let her rest her self with a bit of sleep. Her words were spoken from some type of delirium or another based around her exhaustion. Lifting a hand he began to gently stroke her shoulder length blond hair in a soothing manner. Subconsciously trying to make her relax more in her sleep. When Lucy shifted and tilted her head back to lean against him as he stroked her hair it made him smile. Looking up he saw Levy looking at Lucy than him with dark brown eyes. Shaking his head before speaking up in a soft voice so not to wake Lucy, “What is on your mind Levy?” Was all he asked as he let his gaze look around noting what was going on. Wendy attempting to heal Rogue, while the exceed and Master were sitting on the couch. Gajeel was staring with intensity at Rogue on the bed as if to determine something or another. Closing his eyes as he brought his gaze back to Levy who seemed to be looking at him, making him think silently to himself. “My mistress has good friends who really do care about her. Now if she would realize that she is strong because of all of them caring for her.”

Levy couldn't help but stare at her best friend of almost 9 years now, just sitting there in the chair. Looking very unkempt and unlady like, as well as exhausted beyond normal means. It scared her deeply to see Lucy like this, so helpless and alone as if there wasn't anything she herself could do. Hearing Loki speak to her Levy looked up as tears began to fill her eyes. “Nothing much. Just how worried and scared I am for Lucy right now. Also what her reaction will be when she does wake up and hears the news we have to tell her.” she said as she watched Loki continue to stroke at Lucy's messy blond hair, as well as Lucy shifting to be closer to the comfort he was providing. “That as well as how lucky she really is to have someone like you that she can really rely on. Well all of her spirits really, since you all get to be with her or near her all the time.” she said with a hint of jealous and sadness in her voice. Lifting her gaze up to look at Gajeel who was watching Rogue like a hawk, almost as if he expected the man to jump up and dance. Slipping her hand into Gajeels she gave it a squeeze earning a brief side glance and half smile. “Please god, grant us all the strength too over come this trial. Lucy we are all here for you and will help you pull through this.” Her thoughts silent but hopefully as she saw Lucy's face start to relax even more making Levy smile and lean against Gajeel.

Since the moment he had walked into the room, Gajeel had kept his attention focused on Rogue. There were many smells in the room which were making it harder for him to discern what he wanted to know. He had known earlier in the guild that Lucy reeked strongly of Sting and faintly of Rogue. And the smell of Sting let him know that Sting was at the peek of his heat. But because of the smell of blood, Lucy's and the exceeds smell and Sting along with Sting's magic clinging to him. Gajeel just couldn't figure out of Rogue was in heat or even starting it. “Dammit this isn't helping at all. Too many people and smells... I need to know if he is affected and if so to get Lucy away from him as well as Levy and myself.” he thought to himself when he felt Levy's hand slip into his and squeeze it. Giving her a small glance with a half smile he went back to what he was doing. Getting annoyed by the silence and petty small talk Gajeel was readying himself to walk closer when he felt Levy lean against him. Making him stop and actually look at his intended mate and smell the worry and unshed tears. Sighing he wrapped his arm around her hugging her closer to his personal being.

An annoyed Pinkie and a shy Lamb (4:15-5:30)

Aries was worried about Lucy, knowing that she was straining herself completely by having her out. Wanting to please Lucy Aries immediately left after getting her orders from Lucy. She knew where the Fairy Tail part time medic lived in the eastern forest. Appearing on the door step to the impressive tree house Aries lifted her hand to knock but dropped it. Images of the scary pink hair elderly woman swam before her eyes making her shiver in fear. The woman hated humans passionately and dragon slayers even more so because of their destructive powers. Swallowing Aries once more raised her hand up to knock only to stop it before it touched the door. Tapping on the door softly and barely getting any sound Aries let her hand drop down and pull on her skirt wondering if that was enough to get Porlyusica's attention.

After a few more minutes of waiting Aries raised her hand up again and tapped once more on the door. Staring at it with great intent, before jumping straight up into the air with a 'keeyah!' as someone spoke from behind her. “Well how long do you plan on tapping the door? I dont' think that that would get anyone's attention girl.” Spinning around and looking down the steps there stood Porlyusica with a basket of apples and various forest herbs staring up at her. Eyes going wide as she met the pink haired ladies eyes before stuttering, “I...I w-was sent h-here to request y-y-your help by my m-master l-lucy sama..... Please I b-beg you h-help her!” Aries felt tears sprining to her eyes as her body began to waver in between the spirit realm and earthland. Letting both of htem know that Lucy was almost at her limit.

With a snort Porlyusica marched up the stairs and reachd around Aries opening her door. Shoving the poor spirit out of the way as she made her way into the small house. Marching over to her desk slash table and plopping the basket down before looking over her shoulder at the spirit who was flickering between this plain and her own. Growling in her throat before she spoke harshly to Aries, “Are you just gonna stand there at my door letting all the heat out into the night? Get your butt into the house and shut the door you silly thing.” before turning back to her table. Thought she was carefully listening to her guest. Her mind already planning what she needed to take with her to help Lucy out. After a few minutes of shifting through her freshly gathered supplies Porlyusica looked over her shoulder at the celestial spirit who was standing by the now shut door looking like she was gonna be either beaten or eaten.

With a overly dramatic roll of her eyes the older woman went back to sorting out supplies. Wanting more information about why Lucy would suddenly want to pay the price named earlier Porlyusica coughed getting the timid spirits full attention. “Oh go sit in the chair over there and answer some of my questions so I can decide if I want to help your master okay.” Porlyusica said as she finished stacking the red apples in a pyramid shape in her fruit bowl. Hearing Aries shift about and sit in the only available chair in the whole house. Grinning to herself before speaking up, “So let me get this straight. Your Master Lucy Heartiphillia wants me to come to her house, this late in the evening to help her?” waiting a few seconds before Aries replied with a simple 'yes' to her question. Moving on to the various herbs and plants and placing them in their retrospective piles for drying and grinding later making sure to take her time before talking again.

After gauging that enough time went by Porlyusica stopped and began to pick and choose the basic herbs for pultices and relieving of fever as well as pain. “Okay, and it is serious enough that she would tax herself to send you to me. Is she seriously hurt or bleeding? Or is she finally done it and is in pain from draining her magic to it's breaking point?” she said her voice cracking like a whip making the poor spirit shake in her seat. Waiting for an answer took a bit longer this time as the spirit had to think about what to tell the woman. Since Lucy never told her what to say exactly or how much to tell her. Going with being cautious Aries spoke up, “Yes it is rather serious. And no Lucy-sama isn't bleeding or hurt that I can tell. And her magic is getting there since I am starting to fade. It is actually your help for someone that she is requesting Lady Porlyusica.” Glad that her voice had remained strong and she didnt' stutter once. Aries mentally patted her self on the shoulder.

Porlyusica spun around to look at the now slightly elated spirit when she said it didn't have anything to do with Lucy but someone else. Her curiosity was piqued that Lucy would pay that price for someone else. It had to be a serious thing indeed, so with a quick descion to get to the point Porlyusica walked over and knelt next to the shy spirit. “Be honest with me now little lamb. Because your words will decide if I come or not. What is it that your Master needs my help with. And don't lie, for I will know if you do.” she said in a no-nonsense tone of voice making sure her eyes held Aries. The latter who's eyes were wide as she tried to back up only to feel a bit of pain as the wooden chair back bit into her bare skin. Wanting to look any where but those cold and intense eyes Aries felt tears well up in her eyes as she answered the question. “Lucy-sama has someone in her house bleeding out from a wound in their side. She had Loki come earlier to help get the person on the bed. I swear this is all I know, but I think the person could die if they continued to bleed like they were. So please help my Master, Lady Porlyusica. I am begging you.” Tears and honest need in her soft voice.

With a soft sigh Porlyusica stood up and walked away from the poor spirit. Making her way back to her table and gathering up several things while muttering to herself under her breath about the neediness of human and their selfish ways. When Porlyusica got what she needed together she stopped and spoke to the spirit again. “Go back to Lucy and tell her that I am on my way. It will be at least an hour or so before I arrive. But to clean the wound and stem the blood flow if possible. And than you take your butt back to the spirit world and Loki too if you can so that it doesn't harm her at all.” Not bothering to look back at the spirit as she gathered up her things and began to shove them into her little black bag. Aries stood up a smile playing softly at the corners of her lips as she bowed speaking softly but happily, “Thank you Lady Porlyusica. I will do so, and attempt to drag Leo by his ear if I have too. All of us spirits appreciate what you have done for our mistress.” and with that said she was gone and flying through the spirit realm back to her Mistress.

Upon arrival in the apartment she felt the somber mood as she looked around before spotting Lucy sitting in a chair next to Leo. Taking a step foreward and getting every persons attention made her stop and hang her head in what looked like shame. “uh... um... I have a message for Lucy-sama. Lady Porlyusica said that she will be here in about an hour or so. She will be walking I think. She wants to have the wound cleaned and the bleeding stemmed if possible. Also Leo... Porlyusica said that we both should go back to the spirit realm so not too tax Lucy any more than she already is.” She mumbled just loud enough for everyone to hear what she had to say. Loki had felt Aries arrive before she had materialized than just blinked when she heard what his friend had said. Than shuddered when the weight of message delivered sunk into his skull. Looking down at his sleeping princess with a torn look on his face. With a resigned sigh he looked to Levy before speaking. “Levy will you come stay by her. It is true even if I am here under my own magical power it is taxing her. I don't want to face the tongue lashing from that old lady when she get's here. So I would like to leave her in your care since you are her best friend.” His voice showing his displeasure at having to go, but understanding it.

Levy just looked a bit dumb founded for a few second before detaching herself from Gajeel who let her go with a small grunt. Annoyed at another new smell in the room. Watching as Levy made her way over to the sleeping blond who now looked like she was relaxed and happy. He was worried about 'bunny girl' as he termed her even if he didn't show it. Because he knew it took great strength to do what she did earlier as well as to knock Natsu out cold. Thought that was something he never planned to let Natsu live down once he regained his senses. Turning his attention back to Rogue to see him scrunch his face up in pain as Wendy dropped her hands panting. “Wendy that is good enough. Come rest yourself for a while. And thank you Loki and you sheep girl for your help. We all will watch Bunny Girl from here out.” Gajeel said as he walked over to were Wendy was sitting by the bed.

With out waiting for anyone else to speak the two celestial spirits vanished from view Leaving the members of Fairy Tail alone in the room. The silence seemed to stretch on forever before Makarov spoke up, “So we are at a impass so to speak. So what are we to do now while we await the arrival of Porlyusica, and Lucy waking up?” he asked as he lifted his head up and looked at everyone in turn. Levy from her spot next to Lucy smiled softly before shifting her friend so she was sitting up supported by the chair. “I know where Lu-chan keeps her tea so I can make us some to drink. And hopefully it will wake her up as well. Even thought she needs the rest. It is important to get her side of what happened as well as tell her what is going on with Natsu... Which might make her feel a bit bad at how she treated him thought he did deserve it.” Levy said as she moved away making her way to the small kitchenette.

With practiced ease from coming over and visiting a lot, Levy got out the small tea kettle and filled it with water before putting it on the stove top and gettingit to boil. Grabbing some simple tea cups from a cupboard and setting them out as she grabbed the a box of instant rose tea bags. Depositing one in each of the 5 cups she had grabbed. “So what are we gonna do. Natsu is unpredictable right now, and his reaction to Lu-chan earlier was not his normal reaction... Than there is Lisanna, which he didn't get a chance to react to. This can be very very problematic.” She said as she stood there looking out at everyone.

((so apparently there is a limit to how many words/characters you can have in a post.. Just found out... 50K is our limit... so this chapter was split to accommodate))



He lay there, trying not to sit up and strangle the blond mage that was sitting right next to him. Rogue knew that she was asking for his word, to make sure she was okay. It was completely understandable, but at the same time humiliating since it brought his masculinity into question. Growling low in his throat, after hissing from causing pain to sear his side at tensing up his body, Rogue let his gaze fall on Lucy. He could see her sitting there, while forcing her body not to recoil from him. It made him sigh, as he let out a breath to calm himself. He knew he had this effect on people, and his Dragon Slayer powers only magnified it where his darker emotions were concerned. Breathing slowly and calmly through his nose, he spoke up.

“May I have a drink of water please.” was all he asked in a polite voice, that sounded very strained. Nodding mutely, Lucy did her best not to jump out of the chair. Walking into her Kitchenette, while still carrying Frosch in one arm she opened a cabinet to grab a glass and fill it. Rogue watched her silently for a few seconds before he started to speak, “I will only say this once to you. I am not A-sexual, never have been and never will be. And no my preferences don't run towards guys...To me that is morally wrong. I prefer women of a certain type and nature, and have taken a few to my bed over the years.” He said, stopping as Lucy came back with the glass of water. He watched as she set it on the seat of the chair, before leaning over to lay Frosch beside him. His eyes carefully tracked her movements as she then shifted herself so she could lift his head up into a better position. She twisted at the waist giving him a good side view of her profile while reaching for the cup of water.

After giving Rogue a small drink of the water, she waited for him to swallow it all, before allowing him more. She was glad that she had always been able to help her mom take care of the staff when one of them were sick. She learned a lot about taking care of injured, sick and invalid people. She lifted the glass to his lips a few more times, before he turned his head away signaling that he didn't want more. Lucy gently placed his head back on the pillow, before standing up and placing the glass on the slightly cluttered nightstand. Then moving her body back to the chair to sit, she quickly leaned forward, picking up Frosch to hold him again, as if he was a source of comfort for her. All the while knowing that Rogue was watching what she did.

Once she sat situated in the chair, she looked at him waiting to hear more. Pursing his lips briefly, he started to speak again. “Thank you. As for me tamping down my emotions so I don't hear my beast or instincts he isn't far from wrong. I just don't see the need to deal with the mess it causes me. Besides I don't want to randomly attack a woman and make her my mate, because I am crazed with the base need to mate. So essentially I have learned to tune it out so my heat isn't that horrible. Besides I don't want to cause too much grief like Sting does every damned year, since I am his personal baby sitter and damage control center. Seeing him like that, and Gajeel like that once, is enough to make me detest it. It is a stupid thing that I wish wasn't a part of me.. Happy now?” he said the last bit, coming out more sarcastic than he meant it to be.

His eyes met Lucy's, as she seemed to mull over his words. Tilting her head to the side, causing her shoulder length blond hair to spill down that side, she just stared at him. Rogue noted that her calm expression was slowly becoming serious, and if he wasn't mistaken, angry to some degree. He opened his mouth to ask his question when she cut him off. “Coward. Rogue Cheney, you are a damned coward. I would never have guessed one the five strongest Sabertooth guild members was a frigging' coward.” Her voice was cold and hard. Rogue felt his jaw drop open in shock, as her words registered in his mind. Soon his face was flushing in anger, as he stared back at her through narrow eyes.

With a low growl, he reached out a hand and grasped the arm that wasn't holding Frosch. “What gives you the right to call me a coward, Fairy? You don't know much of anything about me or my past, except what I am willing to tell you. So what the hell gives you the right to say that to my face?” His voice was a low threatening growl as he gripped her wrist harder, knowing he was causing her some sort of pain. It would be very easy for him to break her thin little wrist, as if it was a twig. Watching to see if she would cry out in pain or try to jerk it away, all he got was a dark glowering stare as she answered him. “Haha...snrk...The truth hurts huh? Well guess what. You are a coward, because you deny something that is an integral part of what makes you, you Rogue Cheney! From what I understand, it is a part of you that allows you to be the Dragon Slayer you are. By denying it, you are denying your very existence. Besides here is a little secret for you... I am a weak coward myself, so it is nothing for me to recognize it in a another person. But unlike you, I acknowledge it with every fiber of my very being, that I can't stand up for my own self and have to rely on my teammates. But even now I am trying to work it out and make myself physically strong, unlike you who denies it and hides from the truth that makes you, you.” she spat at him with such a great amount of loathing and hate it shocked him.

Rogue let go of her wrist as he just stared at her, his anger dissipating quickly as he thought over her words. Then it dawned on him that she had called herself weak and a coward, making him wonder where the hell she got that idea. But when he recalled her telling him he was a coward and knowing it to be a little bit, true he barked back at her, “Okay, I am a coward. There, you happy? I admit it. However you calling yourself a coward, please don't try to bullshit me, woman. I know better. I was there; I saw it all after the grand magic games. You can't tell me you're a coward after what you did.” his harsh red eyes boring into Lucy's as she listened to him. He noted that there was major confusion washing over her face, replacing the anger that was there. It wasn't an act either, to see her face change into that look. “What did I do at the grand magic games? Please tell me!” Lucy asked him, as her darkened honey brown eyes bore back into his.

Rogue was at a lost for words to say to her. He knew what they had all seen when the catastrophe had hit, and it was this woman, right here in front of him, that had saved all of Fiore. Blinking a few times before he spoke up, “You don't really remember what you did, do you? It was something out of a nightmarish dream, what you did.” Lucy just shook her head no, as she spoke in a soft frightened whisper. “I recall my guild members tearing me down from the eclipse gate, but not before I watched it absorb Yukino. Already my body was aching from it draining me of all my magic. The pain that ripped through my body, as my nakama tore me away, made me feel so empty inside. Thats when that strange beam of light tore through the light palace and the arena. I recall Zeref appearing and wanting to help, but being told that it was okay for me to just stay there against that pillar. I remember watching in horror as Zeref knocked out most everyone fighting and killing others. I couldn't even muster up a scream as Master came flying at me like a small broken doll, and the feeling of weak helplessness as I just sat there.”

Lucy trailed off with glazed eyes at nothing, as Rogue just watched. A part of him felt like a heel for making her recall these bad memories. He opened his mouth, only to be cut off once more, as she continued her version of the story. “I remember vaguely making my way to Master, who was limp and knocked out, the feeling of anger rising up in me, as well as the need to do something. At some point, while I held the Master , I told him that I would make this all stop, before sitting his mostly broken body against the pillar I had been using. After a few tries, I was standing and slowly making my way towards all five of you Dragon Slayers battling Zeref. You guys were the only ones able to even remotely compete with him. My eyes took in the bodies of my guild members, yours and all the others lying there bleeding and battered. The next thing that happened was a large black explosion, similar to what happened on Tenrou island, occurred sending you all flying in different directions. I just screamed at Zeref and the battle in general to stop. After that, I knew I fell to my knees crying, but then I pull a blank.......So tell me Rogue please tell me what happened after that! I beg you!” Lucy's voice choked with sobs and hiccups as she spoke, before pleading with him.

In all honesty, Rogue didn't even know how she had lost her memory, and the fact that she was desperately trying to regain it. Sighing softly, he figured her could fill her in; it wasn't that big of a deal. It was a bit ironic to him that she had a small case of amnesia. Rogue closed his eyes, as he played the images from where she left, off before speaking. “Okay. I remember being flung by that black explosion, leaving my body feeling as if the life itself had been sucked away. My eyes shot open as I heard a voice call out 'stop, please just stop this fighting!' It took a few second but I eventually was able to pull myself into a sitting position, which gave me a good view of the battle field. I noticed that Sting was to my right, Natsu to my left, across from me were the small girl, Wendy and Gajeel. All of them were starting to sit up and just stare at you. You crying on your knees, begging Zeref to stop the fight. After a while, it wasn't you talking but you singing an odd melody. That melody was sweet. and yet it tore at my soul in utter sadness. It was about that time, there was a bright white light surrounding you, When it started to fa....” Rogue trailed off in the middle of explaining when he saw two of her spirits appear behind her. It was the female sheep, who thrust a pink fluffy cloud in front of Lucy's face saying 'Sleepy time'.

But it was the other spirit that made his skin crawl. He knew who Loki was from researching after the battle had ended, and that said spirit had helped him earlier to lie on the bed. But the calm feeling he had gotten from him earlier was gone now, as a pair of green eyes glared into his red. All Rogue could do was watch as the Sheep disappeared, and Loki came around, scooping up his master into his arms. Without saying a thing Loki took her to the couch and laid her down, before pulling a hand knit blanket from the back and covering up Lucy and the exceed. Once he was done, Loki turned to face Rogue with a killing aura coming off him, making Rogue wonder what he had done. Not moving from beside his mistress, Loki reached into his suit and pulled out a small crystal and tossed it at Rogue.

Flinching before attempting to grab the Crystal, Rogue just stared as it floated just out of his reach. “You may now speak, king of the celestial realm.” was all Loki said in soft but deadly voice. Rogue felt an immense pressure wash over his body as if he was suffocating, when an image formed over the crystal. Immediately recognizing it as the giant man from the battle, Rogue snapped his mouth shut. The long mustached face looked down at Rogue as if contemplating something, before it spoke in a booming voice that seemed muffled. “I am here to formally ask that you do not speak about what happened that day, sir. Lucy's memories are sealed so she doesn't suffer any more traumatic experiences. This stays between us, and all the guild masters …. including yours knows who also knows this. When Lucy did what she did to summon me and my wife from our realm with no magic in her body, she began to use her very life essence, to not just save her nakama but all of Fiore from being destroyed. By all accounts, she should be dead right now, according to the laws, but because she was being selfless in her sacrifice, I altered some things to allow her to live. You humans have spirits and souls within your small fragile bodies. The soul is your will to live, while your spirit is what grants those who wish to train magic. That gate had stolen almost all of her spirit. Right now with my alterations, Lucy is slowly repairing her soul, using her magic. Once it is done repairing, she will gain back her magic at a more rapid pace, but this will only happen if she does not recall that day. Do me a favor and do not talk to her about it any more. If you do, and she remembers, I will take your life in her place. Is there understanding between us?”

Rogue paled as he heard the explanation that made so much sense to him, but true fear washed over him when the spirit king gave him the ultimatum. Dumbly, he nodded his head in agreement to what was being told to him. A deep rumbling chuckle was emitted from the spirit king as he looked down on Rogue. “Then I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Lucy is a very valuable person to us spirits. Just like her mother Layla Heartiphillia before her, since she cares for her spirits as if they were her own family. She fights besides us, instead of using us as tools.” He said before he vanished into the crystal and the crystal itself disappeared. Letting out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, Rogue relaxed as the pressure left the room, but his moment was cut short at Loki loomed over him as he lay there on the bed. “This is your only warning Dragon Slayer. I will not allow any more harm to come to my hime than already has. You had better hope the king gets to you before I do, because I will slowly kill you for harming Lucy-sama.” with those words Loki vanished in a poof of golden colored smoke.

Just laying there, Rogue felt as if his life had suddenly taken a turn for the worse. If he stayed in Lucy's care, he was sure to have some very close calls with death. Underneath it all, he was happy to see that she was so well loved and respected, and that it was a good thing to show one's emotions to some extent. He knew that back in Sabertooth, with Jiemma gone and Minerva now leading, emotions were not needed and still frowned upon. Closing his eyes and evening out his breathing, Rogue forced his body into a sleeping state, almost like meditation. He refused to worry about what the next day would hold for him, since he was a invalid in a prison until his wound healed up enough to get away from Magnolia.
Chapter 7 Date 8/5- Sunday – Night

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fairy Tale Characters, let alone any part of the story line. Those completely belong to the talented Hiro Mashima. Who also gave us the epic story line of Rave Master.
Notes: As above I do not own anything that is Hiro Mashima's, but I do claim my own Original Characters that will be used to help further the plot. I claim all silly, idealistic and radical Fluff that come from my imagination that does go into the story line thought.
This is my first attempt in 4 years to write a fan fiction, so please try to bear with me. So yeah things to understand about my stories.
I write in the traditional paragraph format.. No less that 4 sentences.
' ' means I stress something.
" " and in bold means a character is talking. And hopefully will better distinguish from the wordings
Italicized means that a person is think/speaking to themselves.
This Fan fiction was requested of me after I made a comment on another story. And I hope that you all enjoy it. It takes place a month after the Grand Magic Games. Here is a link to the current chapter for the manga: .com . This is just a in case for those who want to make sure I am attempting to keep it some what true to Mr. Mashima's previous story lines.

The Red String of Fate
By:
Im ur Misconception

Monday, August 6th, 3 am Nature's calling
Rogue's P.O.V.

His eyes snapped open to the sound of banging, causing him to turn his head and look first at the couch. The only thing he saw was the blanket tossed there with a softly snoring Frosch, sleeping soundly. Immediately, his mind registered that Lucy had vanished, as the last words he heard before sleep surfaced in his fogged mind. He was wondering where she had gotten to, when the muted sound of water came from the bathroom, causing him to flush lightly. With a sigh, Rogue looked at the digital clock, reading that it was Three a.m. in the morning. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep until she was laying back down, Rogue waited patiently for her to finish her call of nature.

As he watched the clock slowly count off the minutes, he wondered how it could take someone that long in the bathroom. After five minutes, the door opened, allowing him to hear the shuffling of her feet on the floor as she walked. Tilting his head up so he could see her as she came into view, Rogue had to blink and do a double take. Her normally controlled blond hair had escaped it's side ponytail and was standing up in several different angles. Her eyes were half lidded indicating that she wasn't even awake, just running on the base instincts and functions of her body. Rogue felt his lips curl up in a small smile at what he was seeing, because Lucy was always prim, proper and perfectly groomed when she appeared before people. It was actually quite funny to get to see this side of her, giving him possible material for harassment later.

Keeping his red eyes trained on Lucy, he watched as she crashed into the chair from her table, making him wince at the sound. He noted that she didn't seemed to be phased at all, as she kept on shuffling. When she reached the couch, Rogue sighed and closed his eyes, figuring that she would automatically lay back down and go to sleep. So it was a bit of a shock, when he heard her shuffle to the bed and climb in next to him. His eyes snapped open wide, as he only moved his eyes to look at her, seeing her face relaxed in sleep. Panic started to seep into him, causing Rogue to try and shift away, which caused a few things to happen. The first was pain that exploded from the wound in his side. The second was that Lucy scooted closer to him, wrapping her arms around his right arm and pulling it towards her. As her chest enveloped his arm, almost like it was eating the appendage, Lucy shifted her head so it was resting on his shoulder, while softly mumbling, “Natsu, you idiot, you always hog the bed. Now stop moving and allow me to get comfortable.”

If he had not been looking at her face during all of this, Rogue would have sworn she was awake. He blinked his eyes slowly, as he kept them on her face, taking note of its features, now that it was close up. The face itself was heart shaped, with eyes that were an even distance apart, a short, pert nose that sat above lips that were full, pouty and a soft pink color. Quirking an eye brow, he thought to himself, “If she is this close to Natsu, then why is she unmarked by him? What exactly is their relationship... and is she aware that she smells like blood and dirt?” His nose wrinkled at the last thought, as the smells assaulted him. Figuring it would be safe to try and dislodge his arm from her, Rogue gently tugged on it, so as to not distrub her or his wound. The end result was Lucy growling low in her throat in a threatening manner, while wrapping her self tighter around his arm. Knowing when to admit defeat, Rogue just closed his eyes, while breathing evenly. He knew that sleep would not come again as long as she was 'cuddling' him, so meditation was his only option.

8 am wake up call
Lucy's P.O.V.

Light filtered through the sheer, white curtain, splayed across her face, making Lucy wrinkle up her nose. Warm and comfortable, she didn't want to wake up. With a soft groan, Lucy decided to roll over, and almost tumbled out of bed. The feeling of inertia kicked in, making her gasp as she swung her legs out in the hopes that she'd catch herself. When her feet hit the floor with a soft thump, Lucy sat up quickly, very much awake. Out of habit, she turned around, ready to chastize Natsu for climbing into her bed and hogging it, when her brown eyes fell on dark hair, with a pale face, relaxed in sleep. A dark blush creept across her cheeks as yesterday's events came flooding back. Swallowing, she tried to scoot to the edge of the bed, without disturbing his sleep too much, while racking her brain as to how she had ended up in bed with him.

Unable to put two and two together, Lucy just sat at the edge of the bed, watching him, taking in the fine bone lines that made the frame of his face, and how his thin lips looked almost like they were curved into a half smile as his shaggy black hair splayed over his face. This was the first time that she could recall seeing Rogue up close before, and able to get a good look at him. A small smile graced her lips as she thought to herself, “Wow, so the shadow dragon slayer of Sabertooth can look so peaceful and relaxed.... and to boot, he isn't half bad looking either. NO, bad Lucy.. he is the enemy, even if you are helping because he saved your butt.” She shook her head lightly at her thought process.

Getting up slowly from the bed, Lucy sighed, as her eyes caught her alarm clock. She had been passed out for a while now. She didn't even recall when she fell asleep last night, though she did recall the conversation she had been having with Rogue. Regret welled up in her, as she remembered what she had said to him, or rather called him. She Figured that she should apologize for it, because she didn't really have any right to say it too him. With another sigh, she went to her dresser, and began to rummage through, pulling out clean underwear and a pink tank top, with a black and pink pair of khakis. It was time for her morning shower, a ritual that would never be changed, except when she was out on the road with her team. At the thought of them, she smiled, wondering who would be her 'bodyguard' for today.

Shutting the drawer with a soft thud, Lucy turned to walk to her bathroom, her gaze going back to look at Rogue's sleeping form. A faint blush creeping across her cheeks, she pulled her eyes away to look at the couch, where they were met with a pair of wide, beady eyes, coming out of a green face surrounded by a pink frog head. The confused, child-like look in those eyes melted her heart, causing Lucy to walk over to the small exceed and sit besides it. “Good morning Frosch. Are you alright? Do you want to come take a shower with me this morning?” Lucy whispered so as to not wake up Rogue. Frosch turned it's head up to look at Lucy, a smile lighting it's face. “Frosch would very much like to take a shower. Rogue always tells Frosch, that cleanliness is next to godliness, and that Frosch needs to bathe often. Frosch thinks it is because Rogue's nose is sensitive to smells, that Frosch should bathe everyday.” The small exceed replied back in a whisper, aware that Rogue was asleep.

Grinning ear to ear at what the exceed had just told her about its master, Lucy nodded her head, all the while smothering a giggling fit. As she stood up, Lucy gathered the exceed into her arms and headed to the bathroom. She set Frosch down on the sink along with her clothes, so she could shut the door. As she closed it, Lucy decided to keep it cracked, just in case Rogue woke up and called out. Nodding her head at that, Lucy turned, wandering over to turn on the shower. Keeping one hand under the spray of water until it was hot enough to her liking, she soon stripped herself naked, before turning her attention to the exceed, who was still just standing there on the sink, watching her, as if waiting for something to happen. “Frosch, why are you not undressed? I thought you wanted to take a shower with me.” she said softly, only to get a look that was sheer frustration from Frosch before it replied, “Frosch can't reach Frosch's zipper. It's on Frosch's back.” Making Lucy's eyes go wide, she stepped over to unzip the exceed.

Once the zipper was undone, Frosch seemed to wiggle out of it, like a butterfly from its cocoon. Lucy just watched it all with a sense of amusement, as Frosch jumped down from the sink and marched over to the shower. A smile on her face, Lucy bent down, picking up her dirty clothes to toss into the clothes hamper, before grabbing Frosches frog suit. When she pulled it close to her, she caught a very rank smell, as if the suit hadn't been washed in a while and possibly used as a toilet recently. Dropping it with a quick jerking movement into the hamper, Lucy jumped into her shower, letting out a low hiss of pleasure from the water hitting her back and scalp.

Glancing down, she saw Frosch sitting on the bottom of the shower, splashing happily in the water, that was pooling there shallowly, like a little kid. Smothering an 'AWW' with her hands, she watched the exceed for a few more minutes, allowing the hot water to cascade over her, and relax the muscles. After a while she grabbed her favorite shampoo, and squirted some into the palm of her hand, she lathered it up, and scrubbed scrub her scalp, loving the feeling of her finger tips, as they dug into it, almost massaging it. Once she was done, she rinsed it out of her hair, before applying the conditioner. “Frosch, would you like me to wash your fur?” she asked, as she stepped away from the water to allow the conditioner to on her hair and split ends. Her eyes met the exceeds as it looked up, with a large grin on its face, giving her it's answer. Looking at her bathing supplies, she chose a body wash that smelled of jasmine and rain. Bending down, she opened the bottle and put a quarter size on its head.

“Okay, shut your eyes; I don't want the soap to get into them.” she said gently, noting that Frosch obeyed quickly and with out hesitation. Immediately, she began to scrub the body soap into Frosch's fur on its head, back, stomach and limbs, laughing softly when Frosch claimed it tickled as she washed its belly. Once she was done and the soapy lather was a rich foam, full of bubbles, she picked up Frosch and stepped under the shower's spray, allowing it to get most of the conditioner from her hair, as she rinsed the exceed, who had started to sing 'Rain, Rain go away!' in a soft, child-like voice. Lucy knew she was falling in love with the adorable, little exceed. Once she was done rinsing Frosch, she put it back on the shower floor to play in the water again, while she grabbed a different bottle of bath soap to wash herself. It only took her five minutes to scrub her body and rinse it. “I'm all done Frosch; time to get out and dry off,” she chimed cheerfully as she shut of the water, earning a pout and sniff from the exceed.

Smiling as she bent to pick up Frosch, Lucy spoke reassuringly, “Don't worry Frosch. If you want, I can bathe you again before bed. Is that okay with you?” Getting a nod from the exceed, she sat Frosch on the sink's edge as she grabbed two towels from the hanging rack on the wall. She wrapped one around her body, giving it some modesty, while being glad that Rogue had stayed asleep through the whole shower. She took the other and began to dry Frosch's fur, making it stand up in various angles. When she was done, she looked at the now really fluffy green exceed, who just seemed to silently watch her. A slightly uncomfortable feeling washing over her, as she noted that the exceed seemed to just stare at her, caused her to speak a bit unsteadily, “Is there something wrong Frosch? You keep staring at me, almost as if something is on my body. Did I forget to risnse off all the soap?”

Her eyes were pinned by the exceed's for a few minutes, before Frosch replied, its voice showing its obvious confusion, “Not really, though Frosch is wondering why you look different than Rogue without clothes on. You don't have dangly bits between your legs like Frosch's Rogue, but have more curvy bumps on your chest instead, where Frosch's Rogue's is flat. Why is that Lucy?” Frosch finished speaking, as it tilted it's head to the side still looking at her. She felt the blood rush to her cheeks, making her feel light-headed as she listened to the small exceed speak. Horror filled Lucy at what it was saying, making her wonder what Rogue had been teaching the poor thing, before a thought popped into her head. With her cheeks flushing a darker red, Lucy cleared her throat before talking, “Frosh, before I answer you question.. Can you tell me if you are a boy or girl, please?”

Her brown eyes watched as Frosch blinked, before righting itself and standing tall. Placing hands on its hips, Frosch puffed out its chest as it replied, “Frosch is a boy, like Rogue. So why is Lucy shaped oddly? Are you a boy that has been mutated? Sting said that happens sometimes.” The feeling of dread, building in the pit of her stomach, was confirmed by the exceed, as she 'Kehhhed!' rather loudly, feeling her whole face go red, as Frosch continued to speak about what sting had told it. Knowing she'd have to answer the question, which would lead to more question, she took a breath while collecting her wits, before replying. “Well....Frosch, the reason I look so different from Rogue, is because I am not a boy. I am a girl, and have slightly different body parts. And as for what Sting told you, I wouldn't believe it okay. Everybody looks different on the outside don't they? Does Sting and Rogue look alike? And no, I won't explain why girls look different from boys; that isn't for me to explain sweetie.”

8 am Amusing eaves dropping
Rogue's P.O.V.

When he felt Lucy roll away from him, Rogue kept his eyes shut. His body and mind felt only slightly rested, mostly due to the fact that he wasn't used to having half his body stay warm, while the other half was cold during meditation. His senses told him that she was shifting and sitting up, taking a risk, he cracked his eyes peeking at her back, only to close them as she turned her head to look at him. This caused him to feel uncomfortable, as he had to lay there pretending to be asleep, so when he felt her get off the bed, Rogue let out a small sigh of relief. Cracking his eyes once more, he noted that she was at her dresser, rummaging through it for clothes, was his guess. Leaving his eyes only open enough to watch everything through eye lash covered slits, his ears picked up the conversation she was having with Frosch on the couch.

Some part of him was glad that she was offering to bathe the exceed, while the other part was being resentful of it. Frosch was his exceed, companion, and friend. Keeping his eyes slitted, he watched her scoop up Frosch and head into the bathroom, which was well out of his sight range, and finally opened his eyes all the way. He was somewhat glad that he was finally alone in the room, so he could start to memorize what was what, and where it was. He began with the kitchenette, which was in direct line of sight. It was small and had several small cabinets, a fridge and sink. He took a guess that the stove was behind the wall with the hole cut in it, to allow a view of the living area. While he was looking at the kitchenette, he heard the door start to shut, but not click into place. “Well, I guess she is being paranoid, in case I call out for help. That's considerate of her,” he thought as he continued to look around the room.

At the foot of the bed was a desk, which he recalled was an instant death, and never to be touched. Curious as to why, Rogue figured he would investigate it further when he was able to move a bit more. From there, he turned his head, seeing the couch that had the blanket rumpled on it, and a small dining room table in the center of the room, with four-high backed, wooden chairs. It was plain and simple, but no doubt made of sturdy wood, that looked well worn. He realized that the room was very simple, with nothing really personal floating around to give him some indicator about his 'hostess'. Rogue just sighed and closed his eyes, as he let himself hear the conversations coming from the bathroom. He heard Lucy promise to give the exceed a bath later that night.

Knowing how much Froshc loved water, he was sure that his exceed was over the moon. When Lucy asked Frosch why he kept staring her, Rogue smiled wide at the response she got. He had always taken precautions so Frosch was never in the room with him when he had female company, not really wanting to deal with the squealing from the women over Frosch's cuteness, or having to explain the birds and bees to the exceed. He realized he might end up having to do that here really soon, when he heard Lucy squeak loudly, after getting a confirmation that Frosch was a boy. The nervous quality to her voice was hilarious from his point of view, as he listened to her tell Frosch that she was a girl, but soon a frown was on his lips, when she told Frosch to disregard Stings words, even if they were a bunch of hooey to begin with.

9am 8 Island, Meetings & Guarding Duties

Arriving a bit earlier than he had intended, Makarov stood outside the 8 Island restaurant, with Freed next to him. The morning was already looking like it would lead to a warm and clear day. The breeze coming in off the ocean was light, but not carrying a lot of humidity with it. Glancing up, he saw Freed just standing there, hands clasped behind his back as if standing at attention for some military function. Coughing softly to get his attention, Makarov spoke up. “Relax child, there is nothing here. And no need to be so formal with Yajima, he doesn't work on the council any more.” Giving a silent nod of understanding, Freed let his hands drop to his sides, though his body still looked stiff, as he stood there gazing out at the street. Shaking his head softly, Makarov heard a door creak open, and turning, saw Yajima step out onto the street, before closing the door behind him. “Well, start talking Macky. Tell me what is really going on, and why Freed is here as well.” Yajima gruffed at him, before shuffling to stand beside them.

Sighing softly, Makarov began to walk towards Lucy's apartment, clasping his hands behind his back, as he thought about how to put it all. Finally deciding, as the left the front of the restaurant, he replied. “Well to put it simply, Natsu is going through a special type of puberty that is specific to Dragon Slayers, making him a bit volatile at the moment. Freed is here to be Lucy's bodyguard for the day. There is a different one for each day until the fourteenth of this month. After that, Gildarts will be back, and taking over until the end of the month. As for Lucy, well you are aware of her current state, even thought you are not a guild master. She was saved by Rogue yesterday it seems, and he took some damage. I am still not too sure how he ended up in her apartment, but due to the severity of his wounds, Lucy is taking care of him until he is able to leave. Before you ask, it was Sting, Rogues teammate, that he saved her from. He was gonna mark her as his mate by sheer force. Does that cover it for you?” He took a deep breath after finishing his long winded speel.

There was silence for a few minutes, before laughter could be heard from Yajima. He had known Makarov for a long time, as well as been a part of the guild back in the day, but this was the first time he had ever heard Makarov sound so frustrated and confused while explaining something. His friend being this honest, with what was banging around in his head, let Yajima know that Makarov was at a loss to some degree. “So, I take it all Dragon Slayers go through this ….puberty, if you will. Is Laxus or Gajeel going through this state of being? Also, is it safe for Lucy to be taking care of Rogue? He is a Dragon Slayer, which means he will go through it as well, yes?” Yajima asked, after he stopped laughing and calmed down a bit. They walked a bit more in silence, before Makarov replied, “Yes, they all do. As far as I can tell you, my other two are not. Wendy is too young to go through it. Gajeel told me that if one Dragon Slayer is near another, then it will trigger the cycle earlier than it should be. So, both are avoiding Natsu. From what Gajeel sensed about Rogue, he isn't in heat yet, but if that young man is awake, I will be asking him when he roughly goes into heat. That is if he hasn't already. Their whole purpose to heat is finding a mate, which is far fetched for Natsu; he is as dense as a box of rocks in that area. More so, with two beautiful women who are interested in him.” Makarov replied, raising a hand up to scratch at his balding head.

Yajima just listened in silence as Makarov talked. Nodding his head, he absorbed what was being said, processing it and putting it where it needed to be in his head. Once more laughing at the last few sentences from Makarov, he took a quick peek up at their ever silent green haired companion, who had a rather comical, smirk on his lips. “I do concur with you on that one. I believe Lisanna, Mirajanes and Elfman's sister, has a crush on him. Lucy is the other one, and hers is very obvious, so as this plays, out it should be interesting to see who he chooses,” Yajima's voice trailed off as he looked forward, enjoying the light breeze in the morning sunlight. They still had a few blocks to go before Lucy's house, allowing them to arrive roughtly at 10 am.

9 am – 10 am Childish talks and Medication
Lucy's P.O.V.

Feeling rather fidgety, now that she knew Frosch was a boy, and a rather curious one at that, she silently cursed Rogue in the back of her head for not being clear with the poor exceed. Her eyes still looked into Frosch's, as he stood there, chest puffed up proudly at being a boy. He just too adorable, making her want to pick him up and cuddle close to her chest. Sighing plantively, she finished drying herself off and dressed in her clothes for the day. “Alright Frosch, time to leave the bathroom. We can go see if Rogue is awake yet, and get some breakfast okay?” She said to the small green exceed, as she reached out to pick him up, only to have him step away from her hands. Wrinkling her brow in confusion she tried to grab the exceed once more. “Frosch wants Frosch's suit back. Frosch won't leave the bath room without clothing on,” he stated clearly, as he jumped down from the sink, darting for the laundry hamper, and suit.

Spinning quickly, she snapped him up, just as he grasped his suit. “No, Frosch you can't wear that. It is dirty, and smells really bad. You said that Rogue likes things to be clean, so please smell that and tell me if Rogue would be happy that you put that back on after getting a bath,” she said quickly, seeing his rebellion. Frosch had narrowed his eyes at her, making small growls, attempting to be threatening, but coming out cute, but they stopped when she made the suggestion, after mentioning Rogue. Frosch lifted the suit to his small nose, and practically threw the frog suit on the floor, gagging. “Rogue would be upset if Frosch wore that, but Frosch wont leave this room, until Frosch has clothes to cover Frosch's nakedness,” he said, with a slightly sad, whining voice. The look on his face was dejected defeat.

Understanding and feeling for the small exceed, Lucy sat Frosch back on the sink. Bending over, she picked up the foul smelling suit, placing it quickly in the hamper once more. “Well, how about I make you a deal. I have an out fit I bought for Happy, Natsu's exceed a while ago, but he didn't like it.. You can wear that while I go wash your suit, so you can put it back on today. Does that sound okay to you?” She said, hoping and pleading with her eyes at him. Frosch stood there, with one paw on his cheek, as if in deep thought. Slowly Frosch let out a sigh. “Yes that will be okay, but Frosch likes things that cover Frosch's whole body,” he said softly. A huge smile curving her lips at the last of his words, Lucy didn't wait. Turning, she threw open the door, half running to her dresser. So focused on what she was doing, she didn't see Rogue awake, and smiling. Opening her bottom drawer, she pulled out a yellow and orange duck suit, before dashing back to the bathroom.

“Here Frosch, I know it isn't a Frog suit, but it is a Ducky suit. Will this work for the time being? And if you want, you can even come with me to make sure I wash your froggy suit right, okay?” she asked him. Frosch just seemed to eyeball the suit as if it might jump out and bite him. “Frosch thinks that will do,” was all he said as he reached out, taking it from Lucy and steppinginto it. When he realized that it zipped in the front, Frosch was a bit more relaxed with the suit, as he zipped it up. With that done, he once more jumped down from the sink, marching past Lucy out of the bathroom. Intent on seeing if Rogue was awake, he made his way to the bed, leaving Lucy's standing in the bathroom just taking it all in.

As she watched Frosch get to the bed and jump up, she began to gather all the stuff in the bathroom so she could wash it, glad that the land lady had installed an updated washer and dryer. It would take only a half hour to do both, and it was all in one machine. Thanking the gods for magically enchanted machines, Lucy lifted up the laundry hamper, walking out, to catch Frosch talking to Rogue. “Look Rogue, Frosch has a new suit.. It isn't as nice as the one Rogue gave Frosch, but it keeps Frosch from being naked. Do you like it Rogue?” He chattered at his best friend. Now able to see that Rogue was awake, Lucy let her eyes dart to the table at the head of the bed, knowing she'd have to give him the medicine. She hoped he would just take it, even if he could smell how bitter it would taste, as Polyusica didn't believe in medicine tasting good.

Walking over to her apartment door, Lucy set the basket down, as she continued to listen in on their conversation. “Did you tell Lucy thank you, for letting you borrow that suit? I do like it; you make a very cute duckie, Frosch.” Rogue replied, as he let his eyes lift up to look at her. When their eyes met, Lucy flushed a light red, averting her eyes. Turning and walking into the kitchenette, she got down two glasses, filling them with water. Before taking them out with her, Lucy turned and opened her fridge, grimacing at how little was in there. Bending down, she looked on the bottom shelf to see if she had any sweet, red bean paste buns left. Finding two of them, she grabbed those out. Now set with all the weapons she would possibly need, Lucy gathered up everything, making her way back towards the bed. “Good morning, Rogue; I hope you slept well last night,” she said softly as she set the stuff on the night stand. When she got no reply, she looked back towards Rogue, who was staring at her with wary eyes and a knowing, amused smirk on his lips.

Wondering what the smirk was for, she looked back at the table, making sure she picked up the bottle with his medication in it. Opening it, she caught the bitter and sour smell wafting out of it, and knew that even she wouldn't want to take these pills. “So you are not gonna talk to me. That is okay, but you have to take the medicine that Porlyusica left here for you. I have a glass of water here for you, so please open up and say Ah!” She spoke as she shook out a little green pill and picked up the glass of water, turning to face him. First thing she saw was him narrow his eyes further, as his nose wrinkled from the smell the pill was putting out. “NO!” was all she heard, as he turned his head to the side. Sighing softly, she just looked at Rogue as she spoke up. “You need to take this. It will help fight off infection from bacteria and other things. I know it smells horrible, and most likely tastes like crap, but you have to take it. So be a man, and face me Rogue.”

When he still refused to face her and take the pill, Lucy turned to set the glass back on the table. With her now free hands, she picked up the small blow pipe that Porlyusica had left there. She didn't have to be told what it was for, as she fitted the pill into the end of it. “Fine be that way. Frosch honey, I need your help. Can you do me a big favor, and later, I will give you a treat okay?” Lucy spoke in a sweet, cajoling voice to the exceed. Frosch's eyes lit up as he looked at her, before speaking up excitedly. “Frosch would like to help for a treat. What does Frosch have to do to help Lucy?” he asked as he started to pace up and down the side of the bed eagerly. Grinning ear to ear, she replied back to him. “I want you to get on the other side of Rogue, curl your body around his arm, pinning it beneath you. Simple right!?” She said in that same sweet, cajoling voice, watching as Frosch walked down to Rogues legs, and jumped over them. It was while Frosch was doing that, Rogue whipped his head around to face her, His eyes wide open and blazing a panicked, yet dangerous look at her.

When she noted that Frosch was in place, Lucy scooted herself so that her hip was pinning the arm closest to her, lightly against his side, so not to cause more pain to the wound. Her grin shifted from sweet, to one of pure devilment, as she put the blow pipe to her lips. Noting that Rogue had started to turn his head away from her once more, with a quick hand, she reached out and pinched his nose. Slowly counting to ten in her head, a smug look came to her eyes, when by the count of eight, he opened his mouth gasping for air. It was in that instanct, she bent down and blew hard through the blow pipe, watching as the small green pill shot out into the back of his throat. Out of reflex Rogue instinctively swallowed the little pill to keep from chocking. Letting go of his nose, and placing that hand along side his head, as she spoke in a low soft tone. “This will happen everytime you refuse to take the pills, Mr, Cheney. I would suggest you put on your big boy undies, and just take the offensive little thing.”

Standing up, she reached back to the night stand and picked up the other bottle with little yellow pills in it, before opening it and popping one into her hand. Pulling her face into a grimace, she quickly threw the pill into her mouth, and snatching up the nearest glass of water, chugged it all. Once it was empty, she set it back on the night stand, gasping for breath. Her brown eyes met his in a silent challenge before she spoke up. “Because you are not the only one who has to take that old lady's nasty pills, okay. I have been taking those pills since the 9th of July. So deal with it, though I do like.....Never mind.” She said to him, as she picked up the other glass of water, handing it to him. After a few seconds of having another challenging staring contest, he took it and swallowed some. “It isn't much, and I really don't know if you like sweet things, but it is all I have right now, a sweet, red bean paste bun. It helps get the taste out of your mouth and throat.” With that said, Lucy handed him the bun, before getting her own and biting into it.

Rogue's P.O.V

As soon as Frosch had come out of the bathroom, he saw what she had meant by Duckie suit. It looked adorable on Frosch, and he told his exceed as much when asked, though his eyes remained trained on Lucy as she came out of the bathroom toting a small whicker basket, she had termed the clothes hamper. When their eyes had met, he took great pleasure in seeing her blush, knowing what caused it. The fact that she was acting so self-conscious would make hus teasing her later, that much more enjoyable. He knew he wasn't the best of bed patients, but he could cope with it if need be. His eyes watched her as she went about her kitchenette, getting a few glasses of water. Curious as to where this was going, he recalled that the old lady had left a bottle of pills here, giving Lucy some directions to give it to him.

He was not happy about having to take the pills, but he would, if it would help him get better. At least that was his thought, as he continued to warily watch Lucy, as she put the food and drink on the night stand. When he caught the rather rancid smell from the pills, his stomach turned over in rebellion. So when she spoke to him, Rogue instinctively responded with a resounding “NO!” and turned his head away. As he looked at the wall and not Lucy, hearing her speak, a sinking feeling descended upon his being. He heard her place the glass back on the night stand and pick up something else, when he felt Frosch move to his other side, wrapping his small body around his arm. Rogue whipped his head around to stare at Lucy, just as she put a blow pipe in her mouth. Silently he screamed to himself, “Are you fricking KIDDING me!” Then he felt her body pressing lightly against his arm, so if he moved it, there would be pain.

In a last ditch effort, he tried to turn his head away, only to have her small hand pinch his nose hard. Pressing his lips in a thin line, Rogue willed his body to hold out, only to give in after a few seconds, which was all it took for him to watch as she brought her face closer to his. With one strong breath, the pill left the pipe, hiting the back of his throat, his gag reflex forcing him to swallow the offensive little pill. Gasping he stuck his tongue out, the taste seemingly sticking to it. His body stiffened, as Lucy took the blow pipe out of her mouth, and leaned even closer to him. Her breath warm, and slightly ticklish on his ear, as she spoke low to him. If he had been a cat, his back fur would have risen.

She was insulting him, plain and simple. Insulting him, by telling him to put on his 'big boy undies'. Soon enough, he felt her stand up, watching her with angry eyes as she pulled out another bottle of pills, a different color. He curled his lips up in a fanged snarl incase she thought she could get him to take another pill, noticing as she popped one into her mouth and slammed a whole cup of water. Her face looked rather green once she was done drinking the whole glass. Once more she spoke to him, this time in a friendlier voice. When she offered him a glass of water, Rogue reached out taking it, sipping carefully from it the best he could. When she offered him a sweet red bean paste bun, Rogue's eyes softened a bit. “That will do just fine. Thank you!” he said, as he took it from her. As he bit into it, he realized that Frosch was still wrapped around his other arm, and looking up at the bun, drool running from the corner of his mouth onto Rogues arm. Smiling jovially, Rogue spoke up, “You may have half of the bun, Frosch, but first you have to unwrap yourself from my arm.” That was all it took for Frosch to let go and sit beside Rogue. Ripping the bun in half, Rogue handed the other half to Frosch, who began to munch on it happily.

“So what are your plans for today? Do you intend to stay here the whole time?” He asked, trying to keep his voice as plain and neutral as possible. As he continued to watch her, he noted that she seemed to be avoiding meeting his gaze after the last few times, since he had tried to intimidate her greatly. When she didn't respond right away, Rogue took a closer look at her, to note that she was shifting from foot to foot, as if nervous. “Do you have something you want to say to me? If so, please just speak your mind,” he said, knowing that he was showing a slight bit of annoyance in his voice, which apparently got her attention. As she met his eyes, he heard her mumble softly, what sounded like an apology. Raising an eyebrow, Rogue coughed lightly before speaking, allowing a bit of humor to color his voice, “Can you SPEAK up, I didn't HEAR you Lucy.” she narrowed her eyes until they were only half open and flashing sparks at him.

“I said I am sorry for calling you a coward last night, Mr. Cheney, and for having to be rough with you just now. But I did say that us talking and working together will make your time here more bearable.” Her voice was tight, and rather soft, when she mentioned the words sorry to him. Lifting his right hand, he rolled it at the wrist, as if to tell her to go on, enjoying the fact that she was now trying to keep her temper in check. He knew that she wouldn't openly hurt him, while he was technically helpless, and seeing the wide range of emotions and expression on her face, was rather facinating to him. “Also, I don't have any plans, other than cleaning my apartment, waiting for Master to come by with Yajima to discuss possible work while you are here, and seeing who my body guard will be for the day,” she said, plastering a tight smile on her face, with an overly polite voice.

Once she was done, Rogue watched as Lucy turned her back to him. “Well, I do agree with you that it might possibly make the time here more bearable. I wont guarantee that I will be a good bed patient. Sting always whined that I got too bored and became mischievous. So, don't complain when I am being cantankerous,” he said, while he watched her gather up all the dishes from last night, taking them to be washed in her sink. He was being completely honest with her, while he didn't feel he had to get along with her, since she was a fairy, from his guild's rival guild.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fairy Tale Characters, let alone any part of the story line. Those completely belong to the talented Hiro Mashima. Who also gave us the epic story line of Rave Master.
Notes: As above I do not own anything that is Hiro Mashima's, but I do claim my own Original Characters that will be used to help further the plot. I claim all silly, idealistic and radical Fluff that come from my imagination that does go into the story line thought.
This is my first attempt in 4 years to write a fan fiction, so please try to bear with me. So yeah things to understand about my stories.
I write in the traditional paragraph format.. No less that 4 sentences.
' ' means I stress something.
" " and in bold means a character is talking. And hopefully will better distinguish from the wordings
Italicized means that a person is think/speaking to themselves.
This Fan fiction was requested of me after I made a comment on another story. And I hope that you all enjoy it. It takes place a month after the Grand Magic Games. Here is a link to the current chapter for the manga: .com . This is just a in case for those who want to make sure I am attempting to keep it some what true to Mr. Mashima's previous story lines.

The Red String of Fate
By:
Im ur Misconception

Afternoon Shopping! (12pm-3pm)
Freed's P.O.V.

After getting back to the apartment, I listened to Lucy question Rogue, if he would like anything in particular, to which he replied with a non-commital shrug. Her posture stiffened as if she had been slapped, before a polite smile curved her lips, causing a small shudder to run down my spine. It was something I had seen on Ezra before, when Gray and Natsu had the random guts to stand up to her. I pressed my lips into a thin line, to make sure I wasn't seen with the smile on my own face. This was rather amusing to me, to see how much of the others she had subconsciously absorbed into herself , though on some level, it disturbed me greatly that she was training in the physical arts.

Deeply lost in my own thoughts, I almost missed when she asked the small exceed if it would like to go with us. This instantly drew my full attention, as well as my curiosity, not that I would mind the small creature going with us, since I have spent so much time around Natsu's exceed, Happy. Listening in wasn't to hard to do, since it seemed that they had long forgotten I was there, so crossing my arms, I leaned back against the wall next to the door (Add: to continue my perusal). “Why do you want Frosch to go with you? What purpose would it serve? And how do you suppose to give me help while you are gone?” Rogue growled lightly with narrowed eyes. His arm protectively snaked out to wrap around the duck suited green exceed, who just seemed to look back and forth between both Rogue and Lucy.

“Because it would do him some good to get fresh air and socialize with someone other than you, Mr. Cheney. And as for someone to give you help, there is always Loki. He is very friendly, so you two should get along very well,” Lucy replied calmly, before quickly turning her attention to the exceed, “Frosch sweetie, would you like to go out shopping for food and the treat I promised you, for helping me this morning? It would be a good thing to let Rogue get some rest, and then when we come home, we'll cook a delicious dinner for Rogue together.” The word manipulation she was using, as well as the cajoling tone of voice, caused me to blink very slowly, as I felt a rather small smirk come to my lips. She would do Evergreen proud in that category. “NO no no no! I refuse. As for Loki's help, you might find that it won't be (**a good idea?**) idea. That spirit or man thing. Just leave already!” Rogue snapped at her with what I could only call fear laced through it.


The fact, that it sounded genuine, made me wonder why he seemed to have a issue with Loki. The whole scene was rather amusing to say the least. Lucy stepped away from the bed, her hand going to the small leather case, deftly flipping it open to grasp at the keys, with out looking at them. This was actually the first time, since the games, that I have gotten to see her do this. Each movement was done with the grace of practiced ease, almost a wonderfully choreographed art. So she lifted her arm, before straightening it, and with a flick of the wrist, she started her incantation. “I open thee, gate of the Lion, Leo!” As she finished, I let my eyes drop to look at Rogue, taking note that his already pale features looked pasty with a bit of sweat starting to bead on his forehead.

With a loud poof of smoke, Loki appeared and immediately jumped towards Lucy, who side stepped, allowing him to stumble past. “Princess, I am here for you, your knight in shining armor,” he said, his voice that same irritating pleading tone, which only served to make the smirk on my face grow into a grin. “Thank you, but please behave yourself Loki. I want to know if you will be willing to help me, by staying here with Rogue with his personal needs, like a call of nature, a drink, or adjusting him so he is comfortable,” Lucy asked, her eyes trained on Loki. He seemed to straighten himself, and smile a rather toothy grin. Flicking my eyes to glance at Rogue, I noticed his lips moving silently, as if chanting a mantra to himself.

It struck me as odd to see one of the strongest members of Sabertooth doing something to help remain calm. The fact that he was doing it, struck a cord, as if something had happened last night involving Loki, which meant it included Lucy as well. To confirm this, I looked at Loki who was standing stark still, just looking at Lucy. The look on his face was a mix between an eagerness to please Lucy and a gleam that could be taken for maliciousness in and out of context. “If that is what you wish of me Princess, I shall do it,” Loki spoke up in a rather bland tone, that went unnoticed by Lucy, who smiled a blindingly sweet smile. “Thank you Loki, you are a sweetie. Frosch, do you want to go with Mr. Freed and me to shop now?” she said with that same sweet smile on her face, making it shine, as the green exceed wiggled from a now stiff Rogue. “Fro wants to help shop. Fro thinks it would be lots of fun, to go with Miss Lucy,” the green exceed practically shouted as it walked to the edge of the bed, jumping off before making its way to Lucy with its arms outstretched to be picked up.

As she bent to pick up the small cat-like creature, my eye inadvertently traveled down her body, noticing the well toned curves framed by the black capris. Blinking my eyes, followed by quickly shaking my head to regain my bearings, I mentally told myself that she was a person to be respected, not ogled like a piece of meat. Taking a deep breath, I pushed away from the wall and finally spoke for the first time since re-entering the apartment, “I take it, you are ready to go Lucy? Do you have a specific shop you'd like to stop off at first?” My questions getting her attention, she turned in my direction, holding the small exceed like a baby on her hip. With a slight tilt of her head, a thoughtful look came on her face before she answered, “I think the vegetable market would be best, from there we can hit up the meats, followed by the bakery. And if there is time and money, my favorite place outside of the guild!” The smile on her face lightened up her features, while washing away the slightly sick appearance she had to her skin.

With a nod of my head, I replied, “Then shall we go, Lucy? The day is already half over, and you do need your rest. If I don't allow you to get it, there are those in the guild that would have my head, if you lose more of your health.” I tried to make the last bit a joke, but from watching her face fall, knew I had failed. Sighing softly, I turned and opened the door, stepping out onto the landing. I was about to say something when I heard her foot steps behind me, and her parting words, “Loki, please take good care of Rogue okay? AND STAY AWAY FROM MY DESK! Bye bye!” Her voice was cheerful , even as she raised her voice, modulating it to be threatening to boot. I kept my eyes on the far wall, to hide the awe in them, at how well she pulled it off. When the door clicked shut behind me, I started to walk down the stairs, sensing that she was behind me, pacing me.

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, I darted forward and opened the door like the gentleman I am, allowing her to leave first, but not get too far from me. My task was to watch her, and make sure that she was safe at all times. Noting the small smile on her lips, as she walked by me to the street before us, I followed her out, shutting the door firmly. We began our walk in a polite silence, while I was totally unaware of what she had in mind for me, while we were out shopping.
Facts & Consequences (12:13 pm)
Rogue's P.O.V.

As soon as Lucy and Freed left, I watched as Loki turned around to look down on me, the smile now gone from his face. His body language spoke the volumes as he reached up, removing his designer looking shades. A shiver ran through my body as his piercing gaze pinned me, and choosing not to say a thing, I did my best to keep my eyes glued to his. So when he spoke it was not a surprise, “You are aware that spirits hear anything that can go on around their masters, or feel some of their stronger emotions, even when we are not called into this world right, Roguey pooh?” I understood completely what he was stating, from what Yukino had once shared with me, when I had showed a brief interest in her stellar magic. So all I did in reply was nod my head , waiting for his tirade to continue, not sure if I was gonna like where this might go.

Loki just seemed to stand over me for a few more seconds, before turning, walking to the couch, and sitting down. With a dramatic yawn and stretch of his arms, he glanced back in my direction, continuing to speak, “Good, because she wasn't seeming too pleased before she called me, and the fact that I was hearing you tell 'MY' princess no, isn't a good thing. We want her happy, or did you forget our conversation with the Spirit King last night, wittle Roguey pooh!” His voice was neutral, but the undertone was deadly. Sighing, I nodded my head once more, before I looked away, as he smiled, glad that I understood. It annoyed me that he'd given me that stupid nick name, as if I was a small child, not to mention the fact that I couldn't do a damned thing to him for the veiled threat. It was rather humiliating to be an invalid, relying on others to help me do anything. As I collected my thoughts to myself, I decided to put in my two cents, “I am not happy about this situation at all. Plus I warned your 'princess' that I was not the best bed patient, after she so 'lovingly' gave me my medication by force this morning. I promised not to make her cry, or make her remember what happened during that day. So, there is no need for you to have a attitude problem for no real reason, other then petty jealousy, Loki.” I made sure that my voice was clearly dripping sincerity laced with heavy sarcasm.

I kept my head turned, since I had already guessed his predictable reaction. So when I heard a low angry growl, followed by a loud thumping sound as he jumped up to his feet. It wasn't wise for me to goad him while I was incapacitated, with him as my current care taker, but me being in a bad mood in general, even with this mornings amusement, I couldn't help myself. I was acting no better than him, while taking out my anger and frustration from Lucy taking Frosch with her, when she didn't need to. Frosch was mine, and mine alone. It was a few minutes after complaining in my head, when I realized that Loki hadn't moved towards me after he had jumped up. Slowly, I turned my head to look at him, seeing him stand there looking towards me. What shocked me was that I felt another presence, but couldn't see anything. Confusion crossed my features, as I went to ask, only to be stopped as I heard a soft female voice that sounded sad and petulant, “I expected better from those who bear my guild mark, Loki.”

My eyes were still trained on Loki, who seemed to droop at the mild rebuke, while I was still trying to figure out where the presence was coming from, as well as its voice. I still couldn't see anything at all in the room but us. “I...but... First, he almost caused Lucy to remember last night. and to boot he is picking fights with her, making my Princess unhappy....it.. it isn't fair at all. Why did my lady have to get saddled with a Sabertooth jerk?” Loki said, showing his displeasure rather clearly. Rolling my eyes, and huffing loudly enough to get his attention, I spoke up, “It isn't like I asked for this, being taken care of by a Fairy, and I wasn't aware of what was going on with Lucy, so stop blaming me. Also who else is here? I can sense them, as well as hear them rather clearly. For the sake of politeness, would you please show yourself?” The whole time I spoke, I felt the presence get closer to me, but still couldn't see who it was. which indicated to me a invisibility spell, making me become paranoid. Still watching Loki, I noted his surprised at my last sentence, in the form of his jaw dropping to his chest. With practiced ease I kept a neutral face, while I was smirking mentally at Loki.

Before he could reply, our unseen guest let out a small peel of laughter, almost reminiscent of a small child. The fact, that it came from right beside my right shoulder, caused me to instinctively shy away, while noting that my patience was starting to wear rather thin, in the overall scheme of what was going on. My eyes stayed trained on Loki who looked rather abashed at the moment, with his head hanging to the ground. Emitting a low growl from deep in my chest, I indicated my irritation at what was going on, getting a slightly melancholy sigh from Loki, before he spoke up softly, “First, what are you doing here? Is there a problem with Lucy?” His voice conveyed his worry for his owner, earning a rather loud snort from our hidden guest, “No, Loki, she is perfectly alright. And as for why I am here right now, it's to talk to Rogue, here. Now, if you will return back to the spirit realm, affording us some privacy to have this chat, that would make me very happy.” From the sound of the voice, I didn't want to be left alone with whomever it belonged to.

Shifting my eyes from Loki, to where the voice came from, back to Loki, I began wondering what was actually going on, because it seemed to me that he was somehow able to see whoever was next to the bed. “But First, you know I am not supposed to leave him. Lucy said I had to stay and help him while she was gone; by leaving, that would be directly disobeying her, which means there will be punishment, not only by Lucy, but the Spirit King as well. So, my answer is no,” Loki responded, with sweat visibly starting to form on his brow, while taking a step back, allowing me to notice the drop in temperature in the room. Closing my eyes and opening up my senses allowed me to get a feel that who ever had been by me was now stalking towards Loki, rather unhappily. “Loki, you need to leave, so I can have a nice polite chat with Rogue. If you don't at least vacate the premises of this room, so you can't hear, I will tell Lucy when she gets back what happened last night, as well as a few minutes ago, when you jumped up with every intent to harm Rogue, who we all know is a invalid, unable to defend himself.” When the voice spoke up, it started out polite with sadness, ending in a cheerful tone, carrying a very viable underlying tone. It was almost akin to Minerva when she was angry and wanted something done, which caused a shiver to run down my spine.

Keeping my eyes closed, I tried to focus on something else, other than what I was hearing and feeling, while damning Lucy mentally for taking Frosch with her. “You know that isn't fair First! That is rather low and dirty. Besides he was goading me into the fight, so Lucy....should be..understanding, right?” Loki said, losing conviction near the end, knowing that he would have been in deep with Lucy, if he had attacked Rogue. He shook his head, growling in sheer frustration at his situation, making me open my eyes to look at him. It was rather strange to see him being cowed by an invisible person. “Fine, I will go down stairs and check on her laundry. And I will take my time while I am at it okay? If she comes home while I am doing it, then the blame is all on you, First,” he pouted before vanishing from the room in a small poof of smoke. The action got a soft sigh, as I felt the presence move back towards me.

Narrowing my eyes, I tracked the presence with my sense, until it stopped by my right shoulder once more. Wondering in my mind what this person wanted with me, alone of all things. I kept my lips in a thin line, setting my features back to their normal neutral blankness, except for my eyes, which were showing my annoyance, as well as anger. “Oh stop that, you look absolutely stupid. And I am not surprised you could sense me, as well as hear me, Mr. Cheney, since your power is that of shadows or rather darkness. Those both border on the door of the spirit realm and death, to some extent. Sting can most likely do this too, but something tells me he is a bit too dense to do that, seeing as he just reacts like Natsu, instead of calmly thinking like you and Gajeel seem to share,” the voice spoke up, in a rather matter-of-fact tone of voice, sounding more mature and relaxed, now that I was listening closely, even discerning it was female . Thinking carefully, I replied, “I have no idea what you are wanting me to stop, but to be polite and exact, should you not stop being invisible before you tell someone else to stop something?” I stopped, raising an eyebrow, looking rather pointedly at where the voice had come from. Not waiting for an answer, I continued to speak, “Besides, you are rather knowledgeable in your own right. And yes, you are right about Sting, but he is a bit more reserved than Natsu. You are wrong about one thing; there are similarities between Gajeel and me, but not in that area.” My voice died off, allowing a rather pregnant silence to fill the room.

It was a few minutes before I got any type of answer, and it wasn't one I was expecting. That same peel of laughter rang out, breaking the silence, followed by a soft thud on the floor. I was unable to move to see what had fallen to the floor, but already guessed it was my uninvited, unseen guest. It took a few minutes before my guest settled down, taking long deep breaths of air, “Oh, you are a riot when you want, are you not? You are absolutely right about me showing myself, but to be honest, I thought I had fixed that last night. Guess it didn't take, because you are still bear your guild mark. Do not worry; I wont be removing it, but I will try once more to allow you to see me. All I have to do is send more power into the mark.” The voice came from the floor, but was now rather serious, with mellow undertones. I tried to process what it was saying, only to yelp out in shock, from a cold sensation that was running up my right arm, to my guild mark. Glancing at it, I could see it sparkling with what looked like either glitter or fairy dust, which was absurd. Soon enough, it faded, leaving my Guild symbol unchanged. Looking down at my hand, where the cold sensation had started, made me do a double take.

There are very few things in all of Fiore that could startle or scare me, but what I saw, startled me, even possibly scaring me a bit. There was a small girl with ankle length blond hair, large luminescent green eyes, with white wings protruding from her head, standing there in a white smock like dress, holding my hand, and grinning like a cat who caught a mouse. The glimmer of amusement in her eyes, let me know that my face showed my reaction rather well. A wave of anger washed over me, causing me to jerk my hand from hers, and narrow my eyes as I growled in a rather low voice, “Who and what the hell are you girl? Also, why do you want to talk to me alone so badly?” I watched her carefully, noting that she just seemed to roll her eyes, trying to look hurt at my actions and words. “Well to tell you the truth, I am Mavis Vermillian, the First Guild Master of Fairy Tail, meaning I founded it a while ago, making me a spirit, that until recently, resided on Tenrou Island. As to what I want to talk to you about, that sir, is a bit more personal, since it regards one of my own's future possibilities. Does that answer your questions?” Mavis smiled as she spoke, only to have sparks shooting from her eyes.

The look in her eyes, was something I was familiar with. So it was no surprise when I realized I was swallowing instinctively. “Yes, that answered my questions just fine, but it brings up a whole new batch of questions. Like, how is a spirit able to still be here, and not be a stellar spirit? How are you still able to use Magic, even thought you are dead? But most importantly, what do I have to do with the future possibilities of one Fairy Tail's members? That is what you meant right?” I asked, my voice as neutral as I could make it. This situation wasn't one I wanted to be in, let alone make worse, more so with a spirit that was more living than anything. Mavis smiled, climbing up onto the edge of the bed to sit. folding small child-like hands in her lap, as she seemed to trap my own eyes with hers, easily. “Oh, well I was rather powerful, when I was alive. Add that to my attachment to the living realm, as well as those in my guild, there you go. As for my magic, that is my secret. Not even the Spirit King will mess with that topic. To which member of my guild, that should be obvious, but since you want me to spell it out, that's fine. I am referring to Lucy Heartfillia. Ah-ah, don't say a single thing until I am done speaking, you understand me Reyos Cheney!” she said, her voice cheery until the last sentence. I could do nothing, but go utterly still, except for the single nod of my head to indicate that I understood her, all the while wondering how the hell she knew my real name.

The slow smile, that crossed her lips at my consent, made me feel rather cold inside, fearing what she was gonna be saying to me in the next few minutes, unaware of how it would change my thought process or life.

Shopping & Idle Chatter! (12:45 PM)
Freeds P.O.V.

The day was nice, warm with a slight breeze, allowing me to relax and enjoy my duties as Lucy's body guard, while we walked towards the market. It wasn't often that I was down in this part of Magnolia, so I took the pleasure of taking in the sights and sounds. The street ran along the river, which made it really scenic, if not more relaxing. It was a pleasant surprise to see how the people in this area called out to Lucy for various reasons, making me smile at how much they liked her. A sudden shout from the river drew my attention. “Be careful, so you don't fall in, Lucy!” came from some fishermen in the middle of the river. Darting my eyes to look at my ward, I saw her walking precariously along the edge of the embankment, like it was nothing, her body perfectly balanced, as she held onto to Frosch, chatting happily. When she heard the shout from the men, she paused only briefly to wave her hand hello, before carrying on. It amazed me at how natural of a routine this was for her.

“Well, then again a diligent person will learn something new everyday. And for me, I guess I am getting schooled in her rather interesting life,” I thought to myself. A faint smile came to my lips as I gave the appearance of looking straight forward, when in actuality, I was looking every where, trying to sense any type of dragon slaying magic which caused me to miss Lucy coming to walk beside me, asking me a question. Looking down at her, to see her expactant gaze, and realizing what I had done, I felt a faint flush come to my cheeks. “I am sorry, but I didn't hear what you asked of me, Lucy. May I please have you repeat that again?” I asked, knowing I looked ashamed. The smile I got from her made me falter in my step, as I watched her skip ahead, still holding Frosch to her side. “I asked, when are you gonna ask Mira out on a date, to make your relationship with her, public?” she asked, her voice as bright and sunny as the day. It was when her words registered in my mind, that I stumbled over my own feet, my mind a buzz with so many questions, “How does she know? Maybe I can play this off as her imagination! 'IF' she 'KNOWS' who 'ELSE' in the guild knows?”

Righting myself, tugging on the hem of my jacket as if to be picky about how straight it had to sit, I allowed myself to look at Lucy. only to see those warm doe brown eyes dancing merrily with mischief at me. For some reason, I felt as if I should run in fear of my sanity. Coughing politely, I waved my hand, as indication for her to resume walking. She did so obligingly, matching her pace to mine rather easily, when she spoke up once more, “If you are wondering how I guessed, or rather knew, Freed, I am not blind, and am an addict for romance, though not as bad as Mira. You two are always taking furtive peeks, longing glances filled with desire at each other. Don't worry, I am pretty darned sure that no one else, but Levy, has an inkling about this. but if you are not gonna man up, announce it. It will make so many things for you two easier in the long run of things. Besides, the only one you have to worry about is Elfman, and he is preoccupied by Evergreen, if you haven't noticed?” Her tone was soft, so only I could hear it, but rather teasing in a rather serious manner.

I couldn't refute what she was saying to me, but at the same time, she didn't know how difficult it was for Mira or me to make that announcement. It wasn't because the guild would be angry, no they'd be ecstatic, well most of them. Some of them would see it as I am taking her away from them, especially Bixlow. We had both known for a while that he harbored a crush on her, even though she had pursued me. He was a team mate, as well as one of my best friends. Sighing in slight melancholy, I glanced down at Lucy shaking my head. “I would like nothing more than to make that announcement, Lucy, but there are some people who would take it horribly wrong, while we both know it would hurt, a particular person deeply,” I said, my voice showing my state of distress. Her reaction was something, not what I was expecting, when she rolled her eyes at me, gasping in exasperation. Slowing down, I allowed her to walk a few steps ahead of me, knowing she was gonna speak up. “Well geez, that is some trust and faith in your guild members....no your family, Freed Justine! There will be those that are upset, but they will get over it and be happy. As for this particular person, which I know is Bixlow - don't ask, it is not a story I care to repeat. (Add:He) has a crush, a serious thing for someone else right now, and is rather unsure of how to tell you, since he knows you like Mira as well. I personally find this all funny, since it's like childish drama!”

I was stunned by her bluntness and calm tone of voice. Coming to a complete stand still, I stared at her retreating back for a few minutes, while my mind finally caught up with all it had to process from what she had said. When it did, I burst out into loud laughter, realizing that I had been stupid in thinking that Bixlow wouldn't be understanding. My arms snaked around my waist, to hug me as I continued to laugh aloud. The absurdity that Mira and I have been putting ourselves through for the past few months.. and seven years since the Fairy Festival, hit me hard. When I was finally able to open my eyes and calm myself, I was looking down into a pair of concerned brown eyes, in a heart shaped face, that was smiling with such innocence. “I am okay Lucy. Thank you for putting that situation into prospective for me; it is rather absurb all together, and I couldn't help but laugh at my idiocy,” I told her, causing her to blink her eyes slowly, in a rather comical manner. The smile on her lips brightened, making me almost lose my breath. When she finally spoke, her words shook me greatly, “You're welcome, Freed. Did you know that you're rather cute, when you laugh like that? You should do it more often.”

Before she turned away to skip to the nearest meat booth at the market. She turned away to skip to the nearest meat booth at the market, leaving me once more to shake my head in amusement at her actions, finally understanding what Gray had meant by naïve, innocent, and subconscious flirt. Even now, when she was seriously not well, with little to no magic, she was able to smile and give all of herself to those around her, without care for the consequences. Slowly, to me, Lucy was becoming the physical embodiment of what Fairy Tail really meant. Not willing to tell her, I caught up to her haggling rather viciously with a fish monger, (Remove) about the price of halibut. Deciding to stand idly by, I looked around for either Natsu or Sting, while she did her shopping, wondering what other surprises she might get me with, before we headed back to her apartment later.

His Persual, Her confusion (At Fairy Tail Guild)
Laxus' P.O.V.

When Gajeel, Levy, and the Old Man had begun their talk in the office yesterday, they were unaware that I was able to hear everything that was being said. It explained so much to me, allowing me to finally make up my mind. The fear of hurting the one person that I had a thing for, was what had, for years, helped keep me away from the guild during this month. Even if I wasn't a real Dragon Slayer, the instincts were still the same. The urges were not pleasant the first time I felt them, but not half as bad as Natsu's had gotten over the years, leaving me thinking to myself, “Well I know what it is, and the why, but now, how do I get her to notice me? Even if she does, will she accept my affections? Hell, more importantly, will her father allow it? He was rather over-protective of her; my status of being the Old Man's grandson would mean s**t to him.” I only came out of my thoughts, when I bit down on the lip, I had been subconsciously chewing on. Cursing semi-loudly at the pain, and consequently earning a few looks, I glared at each individual in turn, until they looked away.

Coughing, then shaking my head to dismiss it, I hung my head to hide the faint blush on my cheeks. Even if it was briefly, my eyes had latched onto her chocolate brown eyes. My heart picked up its pace, leaving me feeling a bit breathless and my palms sweaty. It was driving me nuts, but I was glad that I didn't have any of the familiar urges right now. Though, I would admit that I was wishing that Freed was here at this moment. He was my best friend and confidant, making it frustrating to some degree that he was babysitting Lucy from Natsu and the blond idiot from Sabertooth. Letting my chin rest on my chest, I reached out and grasped my cup, lifting it to my mouth to sip softly on the now tepid beer. The taste seemed to cling to my tongue as it ran down my throat. It was rather nasty tasting, but I drained the rest of the glass, before placing it back on the table. A surge of nervous energy washing over my body, I stood up to make my way to the guild doors, when a soft but very slurred voice called out to me. Stopping in my tracks, I glanced over my shoulder to look at the speaker. “What's got your p-pants in a t-twist t-day Laxus? Come have a b-beer with M-Mira and me!” Cana's eyes glazed a bit as she spoke.

Closing my eyes, I turned my head forward, and with a brief shake of my head, I started walking towards the guild doors. “Nothing and no thank you. You two seem to be having a decent time by yourselves. Got something to do for a while.” My voice came out gruffer then I wanted, more so from the drunken cursing coming from Cana, followed by the soft giggles of Mirajane. Not stopping to spare them a glance, I stormed from the guild hall, into the warm August sunlight. Right now I just wanted to get away, far away, because I probably made her dislike me even more. Shoving my hands into my pants, I half marched, half shuffled towards the town.

Cana's P.O.V.

I knew I was a bit tipsy already, and it was just a bit after twelve-thirty in the afternoon, which was more then normal for me. But even if I was blitzed off my a**, I knew something was going on with Laxus. I glared at the door, after the stream of fowl language dried up, and snorted before I turned back to Mira, shoving my mug in her direction. Seeing her delicate white eyebrow raised up as she reached out to grasp it, I knew she had two bits to add to this. I didn't have to wait more than the count of five before she spoke up in a teasing tone, “Well that went well, didn't it, Cana! I think he knows you're alive. So what's your next plan of attack?” Rolling my eyes, I spun around on the stool, leaning back against the bar to stare at the swinging doors, as they came to a stand still. This guild was my family, had been since the age of six, with Laxus always having been here. Other than trying to tell Gildarts that he was my dad, I had always had a fondness for Laxus.

As we grew up together, forming bonds, I had noted he liked to be a bit of a loner, accepting only very few into his personal circle. Mostly those in his clique, the Raijin Tribe, which honestly at first made me angry, because I thought it was stupid of them to form a fan club for Laxus. Yeah, even back then, I knew he was awesome enough to have one, but the fact that they actually did it, and glorified him all the time, just pissed me off to no end. It wasn't until a few years later, when Laxus started to go out for months at a time and with them, that I started evaluate why I got so angry. When it finally hit me, I felt as if I was literally nailed to the guild floor. My drinking at that time, became very heavy, as if I was subconsciously trying to wash it from my mind, but as time went on, I took more stock of my feelings for Laxus. It wasn't some stupid crush, more so when I tried to talk to Levy, and was promptly read something. 'Based on a psychological study, a crush only last for a maximum of 4 months. If it exceeds that, you're already in love.'

Smiling as I recall that memory, I also recall how I sat down hard on my a**, on the guild floor, throwing an impressive teenage tantrum that it wasn't true. To me, he had always been unattainable, the pick of the crop or litter, while I was just some fatherless waif that had yet to prove herself in any real shape or form. At that point, I started up a good friendship with Mira, who suggested I try to date someone else, to help forget my unrequited love. I dated Macao for a while; that didn't work out to well. More so when his wife found out, meaning I found out he had a wife with a son on the way. We became good friends, while Macao got the beating of a lifetime. Laxus found out about that, as well as the break up afterward, and seemed to distance himself even more. Reading my cards wasn't an option, since I didn't care to pry into his personal life, but damned if it didn't make me more angry when he ignored me. After the Festival of the Fairies, we had a long good talk about random things, which helped..... Helped reconfirme that I loved that arrogant, selfish, deluded p***k.

Shaking my head at that thought, I spun around, snagging my newly refilled mug, and promptly downed it like it was nothing but cold water. “You know what Mira, I think after a few more of these, I might go Fishing. Catch a rare fish, possibly keep it in a tank. How does that sound to you?” I said with a sly smile on my face, belying the nervous tension I had running its course like a electric shock throughout my body.

Amusing Dialog (1pm-2pm)
Freed's P.O.V.

Lucy was quick about her shopping in the meat market, before heading off to the fruits 'n' veggie section. I found it interesting that she didn't have a written list, but kept it all mentally accountable. Her meat preference leaned towards the lean ones like chicken and fish, while watching her select the fruit, she tended to go towards those that would be more sweet, than sour or citrus based. Vegetables were a non-specified, so she tended to get a wide variety of them. At the moment, I was still rather happy about the revelation she helped me reach earlier, even if it was a shocker. “Is there more you'd like to purchase from here, Lucy? If not, I think you said the bakery was next. And if you don't mind me inquiring, what is your favorite place in Magnolia, other then the guild?” I asked in a mellow voice, as she finished haggling in a good natured fashion with the vender, for some pears, getting a phenomenal deal to boot, at a dozen for 4 jewels total.

A smile on her face, she spun to look up at me, blond hair flying around her, framing her heart shaped face alluringly. Feeling a small bit of heat rise to my cheeks, I turned my head to the side as if to study the cucumbers next to me. “Oh yes, I am done here, Freed. The bakery is next, hmmm Frosch you ready for your sweet treat? Freed, you need to do two things, okay!” Her voice merry, sounding almost like it did before the Grand Magic Games. “Oh yes please, Fro would love Fro's sweet treat! Did you know Fro knows what Rogue likes as well.. He likes Sweet Red Bean Paste Buns! Can Fro pick out some for Rogue?” The exceed chattered happily, a smile splitting its comical face in two. I pulled my gaze away from the green vegetable to look into brown eyes, that held many emotions. “Yes, and pray tell what two things do I have to do Miss Heartfilia?” I ask softly, wondering if I should have done that, seeing as her eyes widened as she smiled bigger, before speaking, “First of, lighten up. Quit acting so stiff and formal. It makes you a bit hard to talk to, let alone approach. Two, nope not telling you. It is a S-E-C-R-E-T! But I have a feeling after observing you earlier in my apartment, you will like it!” She spoke, barely able to smother the sound of laughter in her voice, as she cocked her head to the side.

Blinking slowly at her, as she just seemed to stare back at me for a few long seconds, I let out a soft chuckle. “Well, sorry to inform you, this is me being relaxed. It is hard to change one's own personal demeanor at a moment's notice. As to your second objective, that is fair, though I do not have a clue as to what you observed me doing in your apartment, that could lead you to that conclusion. But do lead the way to your bakery of choice,” I replied, my voice once more mellow, but definitely showing my amusement. This young lady, no woman was something else, reaffirming my earlier thought of her being the embodiment of what our guild meant. Grabbing up the bags of fruit, vegetables, and meat, I followed behind her as she started to skip away with Frosch, singing a child's song. The whole scene was comical at best, earning a few looks and smiles, ,giving me more insight to these people, how they saw Lucy and interacted with her.

The walk to the bakery was longer then I expected; it was a rather hole in the wall place. Its name was rather amusing too, 'Fairies Landing Pastries', and it was tucked back from the street, shadowed by two tall shops, one being a tailors, the other a shoe store. It struck me as a rather odd placement, but the smell coming from it was divine, to say the least. As I followed Lucy and Frosch up the stairs into the opened door, I caught a glance of a small red headed boy standing on a box. He didn't appear to be more than seven years of age, as he stood there behind the counter. A smile lit up his face at Lucy, and Frosch in her arms, but as soon as he saw me, those eyes narrowed in an assessing manner that made me feel put on the spot. “Archie, I am here for some goodies. This little cutie in my arms is Frosch, an acquaintance's exceed, and the tall, semi-handsome man behind me is my guild mate and body guard for the day, Freed Justine,” she said upon reaching the counter, placing Frosch down to look at all the treats on display.

My eyes deviated for a few seconds to watch as Frosch plastered itself against a cookie display case, drooling rather excessively. I turned my gaze back to the young boy, when he spoke up in a rather deep, brusque voice, “Lucy, it is always nice to see you, as well as the random people you bring with you. As for you two, it is nice to meet you and welcome to my small, but humbled shop. My name is Archie, as you have heard. What can I do for you fine folks today.” I kept a blank countenance on my face, hiding my shock that this wasn't some young boy, but a man who looked incredibly young. Nodding my head in greeting, I allowed Lucy to do the talking, which she did with great zeal. “Oh well, I am doing my monthly grocery shopping. So, the basics in eggs, flour, milk, sugar ,as well as some of my favorite vanilla flavored honey, on top of some sweet pastries. I mean, if you don't mind at all, Archie.” My eyes had wandered from them conversing to see that there were two small round tables with two chairs, each against one wall, by the only window in the shop. It was a rather quaint, if not romantic, a place I might bring Mirajane to really soon. More so if I intend to make the relationship public and permanent.

“Oh goodie, you do have some fresh ones made. Can I have a dozen of those added to my order, along with an extra large sweet bean paste bun? Frosch, did you decide what want as your treat for being my special helper with Rogue this morning?” Lucy practically sang, getting my attention once more. When I looked back, my eyes almost popped from their sockets at how much was already on the counter, and she was still ordering more. Blinking slowly, I met the gaze of the proprietor, who just smiled and winked at me. My attention shifted once more when the small exceed spoke up in its child-like voice, “Fro would like some of the white nut cookies, please, if it is alright with Lucy.” Lucy looked at Frosch to see which one it wanted, and found the macadamia nut cookies. Getting a nod, Lucy looked up at Archie, “I will take two those as well please,” she said smiling softly, yet I caught a hint of sadness in it, almost like it was attached to a fond memory.

“Will this be all for you today Lucy? And if so, the normal delivery method I presume?” Archie asked, causing me to look back at him with curiosity written all over my face. Archie raised an eyebrow and didn't elaborate on it, as he finished packaging up what Lucy had asked for, handing her the smaller packages in a plastic bag. “Well then little lady, you send him later for the pickup, and the amount will be settled then. It is getting a bit late in the afternoon, dear. You should finish up and get home to rest; you're looking a bit pale again. You, Freed, take care of her; she is a gem,” Archie said, barking the last as an order to me, before disappearing right before my eyes. Still confused about the delivery method, I turned to Lucy, who was gathering up a rather bouncy exceed in her arms. When she turned to me, a blindingly bright smile once more on her face, I noted what Archie had mentioned; she was getting a bit pale. “Should we head home then, Lucy? The special place can wait for another day, if you'd like to have me accompany you to it. It would be a pleasure to spend some more time getting to know you.” I said without thinking about my words.

Seeing a faint blush creep across Lucy's face, as she looked down abashedly at the ground, I slowly thought about what I had said. Feeling the rush of heat to my own cheeks, I tried to think of a proper way to explain myself. “Don't worry about it too much, Freed; I understand what you are trying to say. I really want to go by there, and see if my order has come in anyway, since it is on the way back to my apartment,” Lucy said, her voice very soft, tinted with a lady-like shyness. Nodding my head, I turned a bit stiffly, marching out the door, to the busy street. Lucy followed behind, shouting a quick good-bye to the man inside, before catching up to walk beside me. Silence prevailed between us for a few minutes as we walked down the side streets back towards her apartments. It was rather awkward, heading towards unbearable, when I spoke up to break the silence, “So, I guess I am rather inept when talking or dealing with other people, outside of the Raijinn Tribe. I did not mean to make you feel uneasy around me; actually, I was trying to convey that I would like to get too know you better as a guild mate.” My voice was a bit shaky as I spoke, but I tried to make it as sincere and honest as I could, while waiting for her her response.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fairy Tale Characters, let alone any part of the story line. Those completely belong to the talented Hiro Mashima. Who also gave us the epic story line of Rave Master.
Notes: As above I do not own anything that is Hiro Mashima's, but I do claim my own Original Characters that will be used to help further the plot. I claim all silly, idealistic and radical Fluff that come from my imagination that does go into the story line thought.
This is my first attempt in 4 years to write a fan fiction, so please try to bear with me. So yeah things to understand about my stories.
I write in the traditional paragraph format.. No less that 4 sentences.
' ' means I stress something.
" " and in bold means a character is talking. And hopefully will better distinguish from the wordings
Italicized means that a person is think/speaking to themselves.
This Fan fiction was requested of me after I made a comment on another story. And I hope that you all enjoy it. It takes place a month after the Grand Magic Games. Here is a link to the current chapter for the manga: .com . This is just a in case for those who want to make sure I am attempting to keep it some what true to Mr. Mashima's previous story lines.

The Red String of Fate
By:
Im ur Misconception

Evening
Lucy's P.O.V.

Turning as I heard the bang, to see green smoke fill my doorway. Seeing two small boys surrounded by piles of my purchased sundries. Catching the eyes of the taller boy, giving a small, quick nod to start bringing it all into my kitchenette. Taking a few minutes to observe before I turned once more now look at Loki. “Will you help me put I away as well? Please Loki!” I ask him in a sweet sounding voice. When he just nodded his head in a short jerking nod, allowing me to note he seemed upset or sad.

Putting everything away pushed any other thought to the back of my mind, while doing the task at hand. With the four of us ding it, me occasionally giving all three of the males specified orders of where I wanted certain things to go, it took only twenty minutes. When all the stuff was put away, I gave each boy a twenty jewel tip before sending them on their way back to the shop. Giving my Kitchenette a quick glance over, feeling happy with it all, I went back to check on my house guest and usually errant spirit. As I entered my living area, a heavy and very somber mood washed over me. I was in a good mood, and didn't like the feeling of the current atmosphere, I decided to break it by speaking up. “Hey are you two hungry? I was thinking of starting dinner, so as not to eat too late.”

The silence continued to fill the room for a few more minutes, making me feel rather uncomfortable as I watched the two men. Allowing me to catch the semi-obvious glance between them, causing me to furrow my brows together for but a brief second. Recalling earlier that they hadn't gotten along, and now they were silently communicating with each other spoke volumes to me, making me wonder what had happened while I was gone. Mild surprise showed on my face when Rogue spoke up, “Yes please, I haven't had anything since this morning.” His voice, that normal bland monotone as he turned to look down at Frosch. Having kept my eyes on them both, I didn't miss anything as Loki flinched from those words. Clearly indicating his guilt, before his eyes met mine. Seeing his shoulders slump as he responded softly to me, “Yes Lucy, I would like to have dinner as well.”


At their actions and reactions, I just raised a eyebrow, as I turned to go back into my Kitchenette. Something was definitely off wit them, and I didn't have to be genius to figure it out, but there was time during or after dinner to get it out of them. Stopping at the doorway, I glanced over my shoulder speaking up once more, making sure that my voice sounded happy, “Alrighty then, I am gonna make a Bonita flake and leek stew with some chicken in it. And for a side dish I will make some sesame seed rice. For desert we can have the pastries from the bakery. 'IF' either of you boys have a problem, speak up now or forever hold your tongues.” When I got no response I slowly started to turn around, hardening my gaze with a smile on my lips. Loki seeing this raised his hands and smiled shaking his head, while Rogue kept his face down towards Frosch. With a sigh, I turned and made my way back into the kitchenette and gathered up all the ingredients, setting them on the counter. Where I promptly got started on making the food in silence.

It was a simple meal for me to make, and soon I had it all simmering on the stove. Filling my apartment with it's delicious smell, earning a loud rumble of someone's tummy. The sound caused me to giggle as I stepped into my living area. With a quick glance to see that Loki was now sitting on the couch, and Rogue was still looking down at Frosch. Who was now awake and looking around at everyone wide eyed. The smile on my lips only got bigger as it dawned on me, that it was Frosch's tummy I had heard. Which was immediately confirmed when he spoke up in a sleepy voice, “Lucy it smells good. Frosch tummy says Frosch needs to eat!”

At Frosch's comment, it started slow but soon I heard Rogue chuckle softly, followed by Loki's deep laugh as well as my own giggles. Causing Frosch to blink slowly as he glanced around the room once more, a rather confused look on his face and in his voice. “Fro wants to know what is so funny? Was it what Fro said Lucy? Rogue?” Taking a few second before I was able to respond so I didn't upset him, I replied with amusement heavily coloring my voice, “No Frosch you didn't do anything bad. What you said just caught us by surprise, since it was on our minds. And don't worry dinner will be done soon.”

Frosch jumped up quickly jostling Rogue, making his hiss lightly in pain. “Can Fro Help with dinner? Fros is a great helper, right Rogue?” Frosch said happily clapping his hands. The smile still on my face, as my eyes darted to Rogue quickly, conveying my worry. But as always Rogue remained stoic and masked his pain. “Yes Frosh you are a good helper.” He told the exceed in that same bland monotone voice. Making me realize that in the coming weeks if not days, they way he spoke, it'd annoy the hell out me.

As I smiled at them all, thinking to myself, “Let's see if I can't change that about you, before you leave mister Cheney.” Making sure my eyes caught his, causing him to widen his eyes unspoken challenge. The smile on my face only getting bigger and brighter, as I spoke happily. “Come Frosch, you can help me by setting the table for me okay sweetie.” Standing there I kept my eyes on Rogues, noting he had narrowed them in anger. His mouth now set in a thin line. With a nod of my head and the soft thump as Frosch jumped to the floor, I turned making my way back into the kitchenette. Where I started to get the place settings ready, so Frosch could set the table, all the while checking the food so it wouldn't' burn.

Rogue's P.O.V.

My day had gone less than pleasantly and had seemingly gotten better after Lucy had come home. A bit disconcerted by how relaxed she was as she stepped through the door. Quickly I chalked it up to knowing Frosch was safe, more so after he was handed to me, sleeping soundly. Feeling a faint smile at the sight of him, “He must have had a lot of fun going out with her today.” I think to myself, before speaking softly to her, “Thank you Lucy.”

Placing Frosch on my left, there was a rather loud bang sound, causing my body's natural instinct to prepare for a possible attack. Only to have my eyes land on a acidic smelling green cloud of smoke, containing two young boys. Keeping my face blank as I heard Lucy speak, and then Loki reply in a rather sad tone of voice. Darting my eyes quickly to him noting how he seemed to droop physically. Soon though Lucy had all three of them doing what she wanted, almost like puppets on strings, as she ordered them about. To say the least, it was rather impressive at how assertive she was being, onto top of being efficient. Since it only took them twenty minutes total to finish up everything to her apparent standards.

As she tipped the boys and ushered them out with polite words. I watched and listened half heartedly. So it took me a few seconds to realize she had asked something and what it was. Slowly my mind did a process of elimination, allowing me to reply as I quickly met Loki's eyes. “Yes please, since I haven't eaten anything since this morning.” My voice like I always kept it when I spoke. After I finished speaking, I lowered my head to check on Frosch who as still sleeping soundly. All the while listening vaguely to what was going on, as well as Loki's depressed and guilt ridden response to her question.

Lifting my gaze as Lucy turned heading back into the kitchenette, only to see her stop and gaze over her shoulder as she told us what she was making. Only to feel a small and quite rumbling in my stomach as a response, even if I wasn't a huge fan of fish. At that moment, I was sure that anything would be delicious and welcomed. Silence once more filled the room, causing me to feel a bit awkward, as Lucy's soft smiling gaze slowly became harder, while turning to look at us. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Loki wave his hands from his new position on the couch, making Lucy head into the kitchenette to start preparing dinner. Some part of me felt as if it could sympathize with him for the mood he was in, as that guilt trip had been placed on me a few times back in Sabertooth's Guild. While another part of me felt the need to sneer at him for not caring if he was warned about binging in possible trouble with his master.

Soon the smell of cooking food filled the room, causing my stomach to growl rather loudly, causing me a small bit of embarrassment. Felling a bit of heat rushing to my cheeks from my body's natural hungry reaction to the smell of the food. Quickly I looked down, which was timed just right as Lucy came back into the living area. My gaze once more on Frosch who was awake now and looking around. A faint smile coming to my lips mostly in gratitude as he spoke up, claiming to be hungry. Glancing up I saw the smile on Lucy's face, as well as the gleam that said she thought it was Frosch's tummy that had rumbled loudly, making me chuckle nervously.

Soon though Loki laughed a deep baritones chuckle, and Lucy followed with her soft tenor giggling. Prompting my exceed to as if he had something funny. My amusement was cut short when he asked Lucy first, then me. Leaving a cold emotion in the pit of my stomach. “Frosch is mine, not hers. He should ask em first and not her.” The thought ran through my head with a strong wave of jealousy. When I replied I had to make sure amusement colored my voice. Causing Frosch to jump up excitedly, eliciting some pain from my wound at the sudden movement.

Still paying attention as I tried to make the pain, while Frosch talked animatedly about wanting to help. But seeking my approval first, causing my jealousy to calm down a bit. Putting on a smile on my face as I masked everything, replying like I always did. When I looked up catching Lucy's eyes. Seeing first her worry and concern, which I quickly dismissed as I replied in my monotoned voice once more, giving my confirmation to Frosch's question. Little did I know it would make a chain of events occur. As I saw the look in her eyes, giving a clear challenge, making my own eyes go wide.

A small shiver ran down my spine, before I was able to tilt my head down. The sudden sinking feeling in my gut telling me that I had just accepted something I shouldn't of. When the sound of Lucy telling Frosch to follow her, as she made her way back into the kitchenette. Lifting my gaze as I heard a soft thump as Frosch jumped from the bed to follow her. Soon the sound of her gathering up the utensil's for us to eat with were heard coming from the other room, where any indication of her now current mood. This night would probably end like it did last night. Letting out a audible sigh, I turned my gaze on Loki who was just looking at me with his mouth slightly slack.

Rolling my shoulders in a bit of a shrug before I spoke up softly for him to hear, “What is that look for? You look like I just started a war. Now stop staring at me like a dead fish.” My voice a bit snappish as I turned my gaze to look at the far wall, next to her desk. The sound of Loki sighing, followed by some light chuckling. “Oh you just did start a war. I don't know what you did, but you picked a fight with a very stubborn woman. My condolences for you loss now emo boy.” Loki retorted to me as he stood up from the couch. The fact I could feel his smug smirk directed at me with out having to look, let me know that he was gonna enjoy what ever happened. Only reinforcing that sinking feeling in my gut, making me swallow nervously.

Soon Loki crossed my line of sight, while heading towards the kitchenette. I watched as he leaned against the door frame and spoke up in a jovial voice, “Hey my princess, is there anything I can do to help you and your assistant with dinner?” When I didn't hear a reply from inside the kitchenette, but saw Loki disappear into it, I guessed she gave a quick nod of ascent. Leaning back into the pillows I enjoyed the solitude that I was given even if for a few minutes. My mind was every where trying to figure out what had just happened, and or was going on. Snapping out of my thoughts when I heard them all make their way back into the living area. My gaze catching Loki and Lucy carrying the food bowls and cups, while Frosch carried the plates with silverware above his head. His carefully measured walk making me smile.

I continued to watch as they set up the table and make their plates, my tummy rumbling it's protest to being hungry. Earning me a small side glance from Lucy, who was fixing what looked to be a bowl of the soup. Feeling the heat once more start to crawl back to my cheeks, I turned my head away to look at the wall. Last thing I wanted was my embarrassment to be made fun of due to hunger. So when a soft cough from beside the bed was heard, all I could do was grumble, “What? If you have something to say, then say it.” Which earned me a low hissing breath, indicating it was Lucy, as I felt the bed shift. Turning my head so I was looking, she was staring at me with a blank expression on her face and narrowed eyes. Behind her at the table Frosch and Loki were sitting and eating as if nothing was happening away from the table.

“Well if you don't want your dinner, then I can take this soup and put it back into the pot.” She said in a soft voice that was low after she leaned in towards me. The feel of her warm breath on the side of my face, neck and especially my ear, only caused me to feel more awkward. Trying to keep my self in check at how close she was, I took a deep breath through my nose, unintentionally inhaling her scent, to calm myself. Blinking once then twice as my senses sorted out what I was smelling. It was the soup of course, but faintly coming from her was the smell of honey, vanilla and sunshine. IT was rather pleasing to me, as I felt a small surge roll through me then go quite. Placing a small frown on my lips as I met her gaze full on, showing her that she couldn't intimidate me, when I knew she could after this mornings medicine fiasco.

Taking another deep breath, but from my mouth I replied, “No I would like dinner. I am sure you can tell that I am hungry. So if you will please just set it down so I can eat at my own pace, Lucy.” Once more speaking like I normally did, only to catch the barest of twitches in her eyes. Curiosity making me wonder what I said to make her more angry, when she did as I had asked. Swiftly she stood up and placed the bowl beside me, allowing me to see a cloudy broth with some rice and bonita flakes floating in it. Raising a eye brow I looked up at her before speaking again. “What is this? There is no meat or veggies in this.” My voice letting her know from it's tone that I wasn't amused.

Watching her patiently as her mouth pressed into a thin line, almost making her lips disappear. Which was astounding to watch since they were rather full and plump to begin with. But this time when I spoke I noted there was no subtle twitch in her eyes. “That Rogue is because you are recovering. And putting solids like that in your stomach would make you ill. I know you are not happy about bed rest, but deal with what you are getting because it will help your body recover. And on Wednesday you may ask Porlyusica if you can have more solids. Until then Mr. Cheney, soups, jello's soft breads and ice cream are what you will eat. OH yea.. porridge as well.” She said her voice a bit louder, but still soft enough for just me to hear. I didn't miss the I-wont-take-your-crap tone of voice that felt like a iron wall.

Just nodding my head, letting her win this round. With that she turned and made her way to the table to eat the food that I assumed Loki had prepared for her. Picking up my bowl with a disheartened growl, as I watched everything going on at the dining table. At that moment the feeling of being alone and unwanted slammed into me, making me miss my guild mates at Sabertooth. We weren't a happy-go-lucky guild like Fairy Tail, but we hard our moments of rowdiness, usually around the evening meal. But then again that was rare to begin with since most of the members were usually out on a mission or visiting their families, significant others or mistresses in Rufus' case. Sighing as I lifted a spoon full of the broth to my lips, giving it a quick blow to cool it off, before placing it to my lips and sipping it. The flavors that assaulted my tongue caused me to look down into the bowl. For something so simple, it had a myriad of flavors that blended well as well as stood alone.


Evening After Dinner
Lucy's P.O.V.

Dinner was a bit of a lively fare, making me feel more relaxed. Even if I felt a small bit of guilt over the small fact that Rogue was unable to participate in the conversation. But I had kept my eye on him every so often, noting that he didn't seem to care about participating to begin with. Sighing as I stood up and started to gather all the dishes I looked to Loki who was telling a silly child's story to Frosch. Not really wanting to interrupt, I coughed politely to get his attention. Once I had it, I smiled softly. “I am sorry to stop you, but I would like your help Loki. The fact remains that I have to get all these dishes into the kitchenette and clean them. But there is a big task also that I need your help with, if your willing.” I spoke choosing my words carefully. I started to feel a bit bad about not just saying outright.

As Loki stood up gathering his own fair share of dishes, allowing me to go to Rogue to get his now empty bowl. “Yes Princess, what can I help you with? I am your loyal servant spirit after all, and will do anything for you.” He said in a chipper yet worship laden voice. Rolling my eyes comically as I reached out a hand for Rogues bowl, which he promptly placed in it. “Are you sure you mean 'anything' right? And you will do it no matter what it is. I want your word as the leader of the twelve zodiac spirits, Loki the Lion.” I said using his full title, making sure I worded it so he couldn't wiggle out of it.

After a few seconds of silence I took a step away from the bed and turned so I could see both him and Rogue. Loki choose that time to reply, his voice a bit off from curiosity, but still worship laden. “I mean anything Lucy my princess, and most wondrous master. I give you my word as the leader of the twelve zodiac spirits.” When he finished I felt my body relax as I glanced down at Rogue who was looking at me skeptically. Letting out a slow breath before I spoke rapidly, “Well then, since I have to do the dishes, I want you to take Rogue into the bathroom. Help him use the toilet, bath him and change his bandages. Thank you Loki dearest.” My voice coming out even to my ears nervous and high pitched squeaky. Already I had started to turn towards the kitchenette, when I felt a hand clam to my left elbow.

Flinching a bit from the sudden vice like grip on my elbow, I looked down with a sheepish smile on my lips. “Yes, Mr. Cheney?” I say as I met his gaze. Which only caused me to flinch more visibly, as I tried to step away from him futilely. “Excuse me, but I don't need the help of some egotistical womanizing spirit to help me take care of my personal needs.” his voice low and angry. Blinking slowly as I finally able to tear my gaze from his, only to have it caught by Loki who had come to stand in front of me, and beside Rogue. His face echoed what Rogue had just said, making me sigh loudly as I counted backwards from ten.

“Oh yes you do! If he doesn't help you do it, then I have to take that pleasure for myself. Would your rather have me help you Mr. Cheney?” I tell him, making it a open challenge, even as I felt the heat come to my cheeks. Shifting my gaze from Loki's as understanding crept into his eyes. When my brown gaze met Rogues red one, I noted that his cheeks were also turning a faint pink color as well. Before either of us could reply, Loki spoke up sputtering in indignation. “Well I for one wont let you bath Rogue here. It is unseemly, and why should he get a chance of seeing you in your lingerie before I do? Or much worse..naked, nope I will bath him.” Causing both Rogue and me to glance up to him, as a faint trail of blood began to dribble from his nose.

Disgust at the sight of his nose starting to bleed from his imagination, made me snort aloud. Wanting to reply, I was cut off by Rogue speaking up in a voice heavily laden with his own indignation. “What makes you think that I want either of you to bath me. I am quite capable of doing it myself thank you. I am not a complete invalid right now.” His words made me raise one eye brow as a slow thin smile played at the corners of my mouth. With the dishes in my hand, I took that step back towards the bed, his hand still gripping my elbow tightly, I knelt down and spoke in a honey sweet voice, “Oh okay. Since it isn't a task that either Loki or I really want to do. Then why don't you get your sorry pasty hide off my bed, and walk to the bath room and do it yourself... That is if you can Rogue-chin!”


When I stood up after speaking to him, I saw Loki's face go white as his green eyes bulged from behind his shades, and Rogues face go from white, to red then back to white as my words began to sink in. He knew I knew he was caught in his own prideful arrogance. “I wonder if he has picked up that attitude issue from Sting over the years, or if he is just that shy? Oh this should be amusing.” I think to myself as I awaited him to reply. Which didn't take long at all, before he spoke up in that bland emotionless voice, causing a tic to appear under my left eye. “Fine! You know I can't as well as I do. I will accept the help from Loki and whom ever else when I need bathed, but I wont like it.” Yet again he conceded the point and I won another round.

With a nod of my head, I gave Rogue's body a cursory glance and noting for the first time that the trash bags were gone. Looking up and quizzically at Loki, who had noted what my gaze saw, spoke up, “I had help. Mavis stopped by earlier, and uh helped take them away.” The way he said it told me not to ask further. Giving another nod of my head, I jerked my elbow free from Rogues now slack grip and made my way to the kitchenette. I trusted Loki to be nice to Rogue or face my wrath at his mistreatment of a hurt person. Once out of view of them I set to work cleaning the kitchenette and doing the dishes. Making sure to put the extra food in the fridge for leftover's tomorrow.

Taking a quick peek out the doorway, I saw that Loki had already taken Rogue into the bathroom. The sounds of water coming from the cracked door, let me know that they were proceeding appropriately. Looking at the dining room table I saw Frosch just standing there, one paw to his mouth as he looked around in a daze. Wondering what he was doing I whistled sharply to get his attention, before motioning at him to come be with me. Which he obliged willingly, by jumping off the table and waddles towards me in the duck outfit. “Frosch is there something on your mind little one?” I asked him a I picked him up, setting him on the counter by the skin.

He was silent for a few minutes before he spoke up, “Fro wants to know why it would be wrong for Lucy to bath Rogue.” was his simple word, making me feel a few sweat drops trickle down my forehead. Taking a deep breath as I tried to figure out how to explain it once more to the small exceed. “Well Frosch you recall this morning when I explained that I was a girl, and girls are different then boys right? So it wouldn't be uh... um comfortable for either Rogue or myself. Boys and girls are supposed to bath separately, except for certain conditions.” my voice soothing and calm as if talking to a small child. Which in my mind I was,since he was small and cute like one.

Frosch sat there tilting his head from one side to another before he replied, “So it wont be okay for Fro to bath with Lucy tonight then? Fro really wants to bath with Lucy.” The sound of his saddened voice tore at me from deep inside. Putting the plate I was washing back in the sink I turned to look at him. “No Frosch it is a bit different. Rogue is a grown-up boy okay.. So it isn't okay for me to help him bath, as I am a grown-up girl. If and I stress If we were married than it would be okay. Fro is a exceed and animal like in appearance, so I can bath with you even if your a boy okay.” I make sure my voice is still that calm soothing sound, as I watch his large eyes light up with some type of understanding.

“Oh, Fro thinks Fro gets it now. Because Rogue is a tall boy, and Lucy is a tall girl it is a no-no. But Fro being a cat it is okay. Yay! Fro is so happy Fro gets to bath with you still.” He said in a high pitched giggling squeal. A smile forming on my face as I went back to washing my dishes. Glad that he understood to some degree, when the sounds of grumbling came from the bathroom. Rinsing the last dish and put it in the strainer to dry, I grabbed the towel hanging from the silverware drawer and made my way out of the kitchenette. Stopping halfway across the living area, I called out to them, “Hey is everything alright in there? Do..y-you n-need any a-assistance?” hearing my own voice as it stumbled over the syllables of the words. The noises coming from the bathroom ceased for a few seconds before both men replied at the same time loudly, “NOPE! We are okay Lucy!”

Letting out a soft relieved sigh, Lucy looked over my shoulder to see Frosch still sitting where I had left him. He had tilted his head to the right and looked like he was deep in thought. Curiosity, yet again today, getting the better of me, I went in to see what he was contemplating, if there was something at all with the little exceed. As I walked I once more heard grumbling sounds as well as a thud, causing me to stop in my tracks flinching. Taking a deep breath so I could call out, I heard Loki address me, “It is alright Lucy-hime, it was just the shampoo. We will be out in a couple of minutes, just finishing up.” His voice sounding a bit tense, like someone was strangling him. The image of a hurt and angry Rogue in his arms with his pale, slender fingered hands around Loki's tanned neck popped into my hands. The image sent me into a instant giggling fit, as I covered my mouth with both my hands.

Deciding that going into the kitchenette would be my best option, as I tried to get myself under control. It was such a short distance as I walked into it, looking down at Frosch who was still sitting there with his head leaning to the right. Swallowing my giggles as I spoke to him, “What ya thinking about there?” Only to earn a slow, lazy blink from him before he lifted his head, pursing his lips at me. His gaze still focused at the counter across from him, so I let my gaze follow his. Only to see a box from the bakery with the treats in them. “Ah!” I say sagely as I pick up the green exceed. “You may have that treat after you have a bath with me. And the bath should be here in a few moments, okay?” Only earning me a sniff and pout, before Frosch just nodded his head.

At his actions, I felt my girlie side kick into over drive at the cuteness factor I was seeing. Letting out a small squeal at his adorable actions, I hugged Frosch tightly to my chest. Spinning around in a circle still squealing as I left the kitchenette, not prepared for a two man audience that had just stepped out of the bath room. As I continued to squee hugging Frosch to my hands, he spoke up. “Lucy we can take a bath now, they are out and watching us.” his soft voice spoke up excitedly. Opening my eyes I looked up to see two pairs of eyes, one green and the other red looking at me with raised eyebrows, by the dining room table. Both men had varying looks on their face, but either way there was a smile plastered there. Swearing that my face was turning purple as I just stared at them before bolting as fast as I could into the bathroom.

Kicking the door shut with my foot, hearing the resounding bang as it slammed shut. I leaned against the door, to hear muted chuckling, which only made me flush darker. Again that tic under my eye appeared with a vengeance, as I glanced around my bathroom. Seeing that Loki had taken the time to drain the tub, as put as much stuff back to where it was, a small smile on my lips. At least he had learned that I as C.D.O (Compulsive, Disorder, Obsessive) about how my bathroom looked, even if he forgot to clean up the extra water off the floor. Setting Frosch on the sink, like I had this morning, to continue my inspection of the bathroom, I saw a pair of black pants on the floor, that had a piece of gray cloth sticking out of them. Wandering over and picking it up only to have to gray cloth fall out revealing a pair of mens boxer briefs. Crossing my eyes as I tried to recall if Rogue was in a towel when I darted in her quickly. Unable to recall it, I quickly used Rogues pants to pick up his under clothing and tossed them both into my hamper.

Gathering my mental faculties, I began to run the bath water, as I looked over my bath supplies. “Hey Frosch do you love Bubble baths?” I asked the small exceed only to get a small squeak followed by what could only be pleased purring. Shaking my head as I grabbed my favorite bubble bath and pouring in a small amount, so as not to loose Frosch in the bubbles. As I sat there to watch the tub fill, my eyes darted slowly towards my laundry hamper. Something in the back of my head told me that living with a guy for the next few weeks would be a major change in my life. “Great, I get to re-arrange my living habits for him. Best remember to set some ground rules, about leaving 'personal' effects on the floor were others can see them.” I thought to myself as I flushed, bringing my eyes back to the tub, seeing it had filled enough. A large mound of fluffy bubbles on top of the water.

Standing up I went to Frosch and unzipped the ducky suit, allowing him to shed it as I started to take my clothes off. Pausing and realizing that I hadn't gotten my pajama's I sighed, before making my way to the bathroom door. Cracking it I saw Loki standing at the head of the bed, looking out the window. Unable to see if Rogue was tucked under the blanket, I slipped out and tip toed over to my dresser. When I got there I opened the drawer only to hear Loki speak up, “Lucy, my princess, I would of gotten you clean clothes if you had called.” His voice eager and more then suggestive. Rushing through my first and second drawer for clean pajama's and socks. I turned around quickly smacking Loki for his comment, knowing from his grin that my eyes were sparking mini flames. He reached out and pulled me to his chest in a hug, as he continued to speak, only causing that tic to show up once more. “Princess you are beautiful when you are angry you know that?” Only to grunt as I stomped on his foot, forcing him to release me.

Stepping away from him, I quickly glanced at Rogue who was under the covers and watching everything. I recalled seeing his personal effects and flushed once more. With the day was going I was beginning to think that I was gonna permanently turn red. Spinning on the ball of my foot, making sure to give a death glare to Loki as I marched, stiff back towards my bathroom. A hot bath sounding more and more like what I needed now. Once back in the bathroom I shut the door and tossed my pajama's on the back of my toilet. Glancing around I not seeing Frosch on the sink, my eyes turned as I heard a small splash of water. Looking at the tub, only to barely make out a green cat's head dive under the water. As I stood there watching the exceed having a ball, I felt myself smile, allowing the stress to wash away. Shaking my head as I began to undress, neatly folding my clothes, putting my undergarments with my pajama's, and tossing my dirty clothes into my laundry hamper. “Hey Frosch I am gonna join you, be careful so I don't step on you.” I called out, seeing his green head pop up near the faucet, as his big doleful eyes watched me. As soon as I was in and sitting, he splashed water and bubble in my general direction.

Quirking a eyebrow as I felt the bubbles slipped down my face, a slow grin curved my lips. Cupping my hands as I put them halfway under the water. Squeezing them shut quickly I sprayed a fairly fine stream of water at him, nailing Frosch between the eyes. It illicit ed a small gasp from the small exceed, before he started to giggle happily. Soon we had a small water war going on, though I made sure not to get to much of it on the floor, so we didn't slip and fall when we got out. It was fun to play with Frosch in the tub. But as we settled down, I noticed that there weren't any more bubbles. Causing me to look up at the clock, showing me that we had been in there for forty minutes already. Gasping in surprise, I reached over and plucked Frosch who was blowing bubbles in the water. “Hey, let's hurry up and finish washing. That way we can have desert before bed okay?” I tell him, only to get a quick nod of the head. Reaching up I grabbed my mildest shampoo once more and began to scrub his furry little body, before I took my honey and milk body wash and cleaned myself.

Soon we were finished, rinsed off and getting out to get dried. In the back of my head I was wondering what was going on out in my living area, since it had been silent. Shrugging as I dried off Frosch, and reaching for the basket of clean clothing, only to find it hadn't been brought in. Hissing under my breath in annoyance, I quickly put on my bra and panties, before pulling on my pale pink chemise and matching pale pink satin pajama' bottoms. Motioning for Frosch to stay put, I opened the door, walking out to the basket of clothes, intent on getting Frosch's little frog suit.

Rogues P.O.V. (after his bath)

Rogue felt slightly humiliated as he was carried out of the bathroom, bridal style, by Loki. Fuming that he was in such a invalid state of being. Rogue was doing his best not to strangle Loki for the comments that the spirit had been making while he was helping bath Rogue. Hearing a small squee of delight, Rogue looked up just as Loki came to a stop on his trek to the bed. The sight that met his gaze left him in shock, as Lucy hugged Frosch tightly to her chest and spun around in small circles making the obnoxious sound. As he continued to watch it, Rogue couldn't help but feel a amused grin curve the corners of his mouth. Glancing up he saw that Loki as well had a goofy grin, and a slightly jealous look in his eyes as he watched the scene before them. Which was soon stopped as Frosch spoke up, making Lucy come to a quick halt turning a rather interesting dark shade of red.

When she had darted off into the bathroom, Rogue sighed and let his face go back to it's neutral state of being. With a small grunt, Rogue got Loki to finish walking to the bed, where he carefully placed me down and tucked me in. It felt good to be back in the over stuffed, yet firm bed. As I got comfortable, I looked down at the new clothes Loki had gotten me, even though I said I wasn't gonna wear them. But the celestial spirit had a valid point that me going out there either naked or in a towel would result in a rather painful awkward experience for me. Already have seen a dark violent side to Lucy, I didn't want to test those waters. Hell it was embarrassing even thinking about her seeing me in a little to no state of dress, as she wasn't worthy of that, in my mind.

Loki had just finished getting me settled in and started looking out the window when, my sensitive ears picked up on the door being opened. Tilting my head a little bit, I caught the sight of blond hair as it disappeared behind Loki. Soon the sound of a drawer opening, reached me, followed by Loki's egotistical ranting. Shifting my upper body slightly so I could see better, I caught the whole scene as he pulled a red faced Lucy into his arms, and she stomped on his foot viscously. The urge to smile as she harmed her spirit was strong, but I kept my face schooled as our eyes met. When she only colored darker before running away, it made me wonder why she flushed darker. Shrugging it off, as I watched Loki hop around the room on one for for a few minutes, grumbling under his breath about her learning to fight from that brute that was Ezra Scarlet.

When he finally stopped being over dramatic, I spoke up, “Why do you provoke your master so? You know it is only gonna end up with you hurt right?” My voice rather droll as I watched him. Loki straightened up and looked at me with a rather dopey grin on his face before replying. “Well it is partially fun because she is a easy target. And also she is beautiful when she is angry, with the way her eyes light up shooting small sparks of flames. How she gets all prim and proper in the way she stands as the embarrassed flush creeps across her cheeks. Which by the way are spattered with the lightest dusting of freckles.” His voice light and amusing as he walked over to me and knelt down. Once he was level with me, the grin fading from his lips and eyes quickly as he continued to speak, “Not that you would ever understand the emotion that is Love, but I love her with all that I am, even thought I know it is forbidden for us to have a relationship. She was willing to give up her life to save mine, and the proof is she pulled the Celestial king out of the spirit realm by force. All fired up like she was, even though it was draining her magic and life force. She picked a verbal match with him and won. I am bound to her for the rest of her life, as well as her descendants lives.”

Once he finished speaking his little speel, I watched at he stood up and stepped back, running his hands through his mane or red hair. We each watched the other for a good few minutes before I spoke up in a disinterested voice, “I wont deny that I don't understand Love. And that she is truly a selfless person for the most part, but you are only setting yourself up for more and more hurt if you continue to love her and provoke her as such. It leads me to the belief you are actually rather stupid for all your loyalties and intelligence.” My words only caused him to flush red as they hit home, even if I as unable to tell if it was from anger or embarrassment. A faint smile creeping to my lips as I watched him shove his hands into his pockets, stepping back.

Letting my gloating show clearly on my face as I waited for his rebuttal, which came soon enough. His voice low, angry and hurt, “Yeah, well it is my choice. But your words Rogue-chin, only reinforce to me that you will probably never experience the feeling of placing yourself into the hands of someone. Completely and utterly trusting them with your life, knowing that they would be there for you no matter what. And that alone makes me feel sad for you, because to be alone all your life with no love or light is pathetic. Now if you don't mind, I am gonna leave you alone now, since I know that Lucy is angry with me and sticking around isn't deter mental to my health. Bye-bye.” As he vanished in a small poof of gold colored smoke and sparkles.

Laying there as I mulled over his words, they seemed to hit something deep inside of me. Something I was able to quite place at the moment. Shoving it to the side, I looked up at the clock that was on the nightstand, seeing that it had been over thirty minutes since she had gone in to take a bath with Frosch. “Do all women take this long to bathe themselves? I recall both Minerva and Yukino taking that long as well.” I think to myself, before a melancholy feeling washed over me. Recalling that Loki was wrong, I did know what love was, since I was secretly in love with a wonderful person. A part of me was ripped out when news reached me that Yukino had been killed during the whole Eclipse Gate issue. And as far as I was concerned no one was the wiser.

Leaning back against the pillows as I recalled how I was gonna tell her after we won the Grand Magic Games again this year. When Jemma had kicked her out of the guild and in such an embarrassing manner, I was so furious, but still resolved to tell her how I felt. But now that was a moot point in the flow of history. Sighing as I let my gaze unfocused to stare at Lucy's writing desk, until I heard the door to the bathroom open up. Not bothering to look at as her as she exited, her feet falling in soft thumps on the hard wood floor as she walked towards me. “You know you'll become a permanent prune if you stay in the bathroom that long all the time.” I say in my monotoned voice, only to hear a low hiss of breath from her, indicating that she was once more angry.