Disclaimer
I don't own Fairy Tail, it's characters, nothing.
But I do own this plot and the narrator of this story (he's chained up in my attic)
StiCy
Sting x Lucy
P.S: Please comment if any errors are present, hope you like the story! :)
The Grand Magic Games were over and done with, the happily forgotten dramatic adrenaline of the event soon subsided and the guilds were no longer against each other. Although, a certain guild was getting much more pleasure from the games' results than most, garnering first place and proving to the whole expanse of Fiore's magic groups who was the fairest of them all, Fairy Tail celebrated victoriously with beer barrels and ruckus in tow.
"Watch where you're going pinky!" an indigo haired young man who's clothes magically disappeared, hollered at a fuming salmon haired dragon slayer.
"I was! YOU were the one that bumped into ME, frostbrain!" blue and red auras surrounded the buzzing beings, ready for a round of tussle, repeating what just happened five minutes ago over a case of a spilled drink.
"You daring to fight flame breath?" The ice making idiot said, his forehead wrestling with the that of the dragon dunce's.
"I'm all fired up!" The catchphrase spoken once more by its frequent user, a smirk in place and a fist ready to-*SMACK* *PUNCH* *HIT* *whimper*
"No you are not fired up, not while you're in this highly flammable and expensive establishment. Now hug and make up before I change my mind on sparing your lives!" A dashing red head with eyes that could kill-probably even worse than her swords-stood in between fire and ice.
"A-aye sir!" the cowering fools complied in unison, embracing each other in a hug filled with sweat, fear and absolute terror towards the lady boss.
"Tch" The scarlet armored mage loosened her hold on the two and was instantly magnetized back towards a table with a half finished strawberry cake comfortably placed with swords and daggers hovering over it for security measures taken by Titania herself. A busty blonde sat by the bar watching the whole scene and others in shear bliss of the return of the hullabaloo she grew to love, the noise and objects flying all over the place didn't weird out the celestial spirit mage dazing wonderfully at the vivacity of her guildmates. The yellow haired beauty didn't seem to mind the chaos, but judging by the six empty bottles of sake beside her, nothing could have probably minded her at all.
"Ahh~the same old, same old. How I miss these times, don't you Mira-chaaan?" The blushing face of the drunk spirit wizard faced her silver haired role model.
"Ehh..you're not acting yourself Lu-chan, I think you should get some rest, it has been quite a tiring day" a sweat drop of worry appeared on the maiden's face, her friend's vulnerability and careless disposition will be the end of her.
"OooOokay Mira-chan! I'll be on my way!" the ditzy blonde's alcohol driven mind brought her feet clumsily to the doorway of the bar in Crocus.
"Oiii! Lucy-chan! Don't talk to strangers and get home safe alright!" Lucy could barely hear her friend's warning, having been halfway out of the pub already. She gave a wave and staggered back, accidentally hitting someone in the process. The giddy blonde dashing her head at the other being, confused with a dazed frown.
"Watch it!" the manly voice of the pale blonde boy she hit mixed with the rowdy sounds coming from the still opened bar doors, unheard. When the doors finally closed, cute little giggles which came from the drunken keyholder were all too audible to the white dragon slayer.
"What's your problem? Why are you laughing?" Sting's eyes scanned the female mage's face, clueless to her drunk disposition and irritated profoundly at the prospect of someone laughing at him. Lucy stopped her chuckles and looked up on the tall young man, a stranger to her.
"Mira-nee said not to talk to strangers." *Pfft-pfft* and she was at it again, her drunk red cheeks grew even more red in her hysterics. All the pale blonde male could do was gaze questionably and surprisingly at the bold blonde maniac in front of him. He started to walk away, fed up with the ridiculous little drunken Fairy but he heard the girl's laughs stop abruptly and turned his head back around in curiosity. A few meters away, yellow locks were on the floor and its accompanying body limp against the hard scruff road. Sting let out a sigh and hesitantly move back to the peculiar lady now sprawled on the floor, unconscious. No one else was around and the boy knew for certain all the other Fairies were too drunk for words, he bent down and slid his arms under the curvaceous body. Smoothly, he lifted her up and Lucy snuggled in his arms instantly and naturally as though he's always carried her that way but in truth this was their first official encounter. Having no idea where the lady's guild checked in, he walked in direction of his own hotel with some worry regarding his guildmates escaping his mind. Sting's walking movements made the sleeping beauty change position-as if in a bed-with her head facing his torso, she ruffled up the tuffs of fur on Sting's vest with her forehead, a smile and a blush escaping her glowing face.
"Mhmm...furry..pillowh.." The Sabertooth mage looked down on the Fairy, a small smile involuntarily crept up on his face. He thought long and hard on the situation, despite being a little happy it's happening, he still had a lot of questions for the peculiar Fairy. How can a guild filled with idiotic, reckless and boozy bards snag this gentle little lovely? More importantly, what would a (seemingly) privileged, good natured girl gain from a foolhardy guild that is Fairy Tail? Now there must be something I'm not seeing and I'll damn straight find out what it is. Hmm...Lucy Heartfilia..was it?