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Ok so I was bored and wanted to take a small break from my other stories for the day and so I decided to write this short story about an OC and Rouge Cheney. If you end up liking it just let me know and I'll keep it going.! Warning this also contains LEMONS. If you are not a fan of reading erotica/sexual contents and events PLEASE LEAVE!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail in any way shape or form. If I did, would I be on Fanfiction dreaming up non cannon stories?
Chapter 1ne
Inconsequential.
That's probably how he saw me as I prepared his drink. His partner mercilessly flirting with his cocky attitude.
Rouge Cheney hardly drunk alcohal. It was a known fact. If he did that meant he's got something very heavy on his mind and I think I have a certain clue as to what and why that is. Sting Eucliffe continued to wink and poke fun at me as I fix him seven more shots of tequila and rum. The Grand Magic Games were coming up in three months and these two have been training non-stop.
"Yo Miranda! I think it's about time to take a break from work and start working on me..." Rolling my eyes at the blonde Light Slayer, I grab a bottle of Tocai Friulano for Rufus Lohr and slide it down to his side. He gives me a nod of acknowledgment. Usually Minerva and Orga would be here to torment the Twin Dragons by now if they ever stayed at the bar for long. They were in high demand scince there both of the top five of Sabertooth.
Sadly I am a sibling to one of the five. The younger sister to Minerva that is. We have diffrent mothers. My mother died where as Minerva calls her mother weak and never speaks to her. My father, Jiemma, hates me with a burning passion because I wasnt anywhere near as strong as my sister. That's ok though. I dont plan on sticking here for any longer. As soon as I confess some things to a certain Dragon Slayer, Im going to join the enemy guild.
Fairy Tail.
That is, if they'll let me.
"...Miranda." Turning to face Rouge I give him a smile. "Hmm?" Refilling two of Sting's shot glasses and pouring beer into Rouge's tankard, he just stares at me. I was use to his heated glares so they just brush off of my shoulders. "Have you drawn anything intresting today?"
Reaching under the counter, I sighed. One of my more stronger magical techniques is premintion. When I just get this urge I black out with a pencil and paper and the next thing I know is the paper has a grand drawing of some scene that I dont understand has been elaborately drawn. In fact that is one of the three reasons why the guild master let's me stay here. The other two are my looks and my brains. I can easily give the council a run for there money when it comes to the law and my rising modeling and singing career gives Sabertooth a bigger name.
Turning to my newest creation I stare at it before sitting it down before Rouge. It was a woman in a cloak but the face was covered. She held a key with a tiny dragon wrapping around it. After a few seconds of staring at it the Shadow Dragon Slayer grunted and gave it back. Glancing at the clock I almost sigh in relief.
"Shutting time!" I exclaim and Rufus chuckled. "I have no memories of you seeming so excited to go home." Shrugging I start cleaning up as people start to leave.
"You couldve stayed home, Rouge-sama."
I live on the outskirts of town where as Rouge and Sting live four blocks away from the guild. After the raven haired man deposited the drunk blonde, he decided that he would walk me home.
"Miranda, Ive told you to drop the title. It's Rouge. Besides its been more than one occasion that a fellow guild member has followed you home." I dont know why but I feel embarrased that he said that. There were some rough housing drunkies who'd use to follow me home all the time and one had even tried to force me in a back alley. If Rouge hadnt been determined to return my sketchpad to me I would have been violated.
Let's just say Rouge kicked his ass into kingdom come and back.
Besides Frosh and Lector, maybe even sometimes Sting, I believe that Rouge is my only friend in Sabertooth. Which is stupid because in this guild there is no such thing as nakama. We were only participants in the same group. But Rouge was different from the rest. That's probably why I fell hard for him. Well the handsome face and nice ass helped with that too.
All of a sudden I felt wind and was being pulled into the shadows. I was about to freak out when Rouge told me to be quiet. We were so close that my ear was pressed against his heart. My heart was pounding because of the sudden spy-liness. Rouge had rubbed circles into my back to calm me down and I did. I would have almost fell alseep if it wasnt for the fact that...OMFG ROUGE CHENEY IS HOLDING ME!
I cant see anything in these shadows but I can sense a powerful magical prescence coming from my house.
Minerva.
I guess Rouge had heard her or something and wanted me to stay hidden. The woman was very aggresive to me and lets just say when it comes to feelings Im not exactly made out of titanium. Why Rouge wanted to spare me from emotional abuse was beyond me. Sure he was a good guy but what exactly have I done for him that caused him to repeadetly help me?
Seeming as though she wasnt leaving my house anytime soon, Rouge hid me in his cloak and dragged me to his house. Ive been there once or twice before but Sting, Frosh and Lector was always there. This just felt entirely diffrent from those two times. I felt like this was forbidden but again Rouge seemed unphased. What I wouldnt give to see some emotion on that ungodly face of his!
Thanking him he nods and drags me to his room. There he grabs an old t-shirt and sweatpants. He throws them to me and I go take a shower. It was obvious Minerva wasnt going to leave so I guess he decided I was staying here. He knows that I keep a pair of panties in my purse for womanly reasons, so there was no need to ask. He knows alot about me but I know as much as stranger information about him.
Stepping into the shower I feel a little sad that I knew so little about my crush. (I REFUSE to say love). Yet he knew almost everything about me. But I bet he couldnt tell that I like him so that's something.
What I do know is that Rouge joined Sabertooth when he was twelve, seven years ago. He came about two months before Sting did. I use to try and hang out with him but he always seemed un intrested. But that only lasted when we were in the guild. One night he saw me sitting in a park and drawing and then he decided to talk to me. You couldnt believe how confused I was. He would talk to me out here when we were alone but not in the guild? I didnt understand. But it didnt matter because I had finally got his name and his birthday. I had got his vauge background about being a Dragon Slayer and how he killed his dragon. I had got that he wanted to fight a man named Gajeel Redfox someday so that he could prove that he was more of a Dragon Slayer than the man of steel. I had got him to talk to me.
Stepping out of the shower I feel a bit happier now. I was wearing Rouge's clothes! His scent was here and it smelt of wood and sage. The sweat pants were a bit to big on me no matter how many times I fold them so I just stuck with the shirt. It was long enough to cover everything that needs to be covered and Rouge doesnt like me in that way so there's nothing to worry about!
Knocking on his bedroom door he mutters a quick 'Come in' and I step in to return his sweat pants. He glances up at me and then does a double take. What did I have something on my face?
-Normal PoV-
Rouge couldnt breathe.
No seriously he forgot how to operate his lungs.
He just stared at the girl who works at the guild bar. Her hair was still wet from the shower and those long pale legs shone in the little light coming from the moon. He was just meditating in the dark when she walked in. His mind was no longer clear.
'It would be a real dick move to get turned on right now.' He thought to himself.
But how could he not? A hot girl— i.e. model—was standing in front of him with just a shirt on. She had turned to put his sweat pants away in the bottom drawer. He forced himself to look away when she bended over.
"Hey Rouge-sama. You look pale. Want me to go get you some water?"
Rouge shook his head quietly and Miranda plopped down beside him on the soft bed. He noticed that they were close enough for their hips to brush against each others. Miranda had a difficult time not staring at his chest and abs. Appearantly the ninteen year old doesnt wear shirts to bed...or pants. Just plain silk black boxers. Rouge could hear her heart racing and he smirked. What? He was still a man.
"Rouge-sama—"
"Rouge."
"—What did Minerva say? I know you could hear her." The man sighed and looked away. He couldnt look her in the eye. Usually he would tell the truth to you in your face so it must be bad. Honestly it made the raven haired boy pissed beyond belief what Minerva said. His fists were tightning right now just thinking about it.
"She was talking to the master. Appearently alot of men at the guild have been intrested in...having... you for the night and Minerva decided Sabertooth could make some actual money off of selling you to the highest bidder."
Rouge studied Miranda's facial expression. It had went from shock to anger and then defeat. She shrugged and laid down.
"I wouldnt put it behind them. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. Being some what free that is." When Rouge heard that he was quickly engulfed by anger. Throwing himself over her he held her arms down with calloused hands and snarled at her.
"So your giving up?! Your going to let them whore you out?! You deserve better than that, Miranda!" The girl just shrugged again which granted her with a tighter grip on her forearms. "Tell me. Tell me that you'll fight." Rouge demanded, pressing his forehead to hers. His blazing red eyes rivaled that of fire. But the girl just shook her head. "I cant fight them off, Rouge-sama. Father's word is Sabertooth's law. Besides I'll actually be needed somewhat."
Rouge growled. He didnt know why he was angry. He summed it up to be that Sabertooth was controlling her like a doll and she couldnt do anything about it.
"I wont let them. I wont let you! In fact, they'll have to get to me before they even have a chance to grab you!" Rouge's grip was so tight that Miranda let out a yelp of pain. But she refused to let him get caught up in her mess.
"I'll be fine Rouge-sama. Just pretend like you never heard a thing. Its my problem, I'll handle it."
"You just gave up. How is that handling?"
Miranda remained quiet but defiant. She sighed and looked him in the eye. "Rouge-sama. If you actually have a little concern, then you'll do me this one favor." Rouge just lifted a brow, his hands slightly shaking. He was still severly angry but what she said next literally made him loose his mind.
"Be my first time."