A/N: Hello, Lovelies! This is something I found in my writing folder that I had completely forgotten about. I can't find it in myself to finish any chapters for my stories, so I figured I might as well share this new story. I have quite the muse with it at the moment. It should not be more than five parts, unless something just strikes me with inspiration and I change my direction. Hopefully, you'll enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Fairy Tail!

Anywho...

PART ONE

"They liiiiiiikkkkkeeeeeee each other!" The exceed purred, antagonistically.

"Shut up you stupid cat!" The young blond screeched at the flying creature, while trying to escape the hold of her rescuer.

You see, the partners Natsu and Lucy of Fairy Tail had just finished a painstaking job of ridding a town called Bradbury, of a sudden infestation of Wyvern. It wasn't a typical mission and certainly not the easiest. The pair plus their cat had the upper hand until Natsu in a fit of boredom decided to get cocky and half-ass the job. Not taking the creatures seriously had resulted in our favorite celestial mage being snatched up as a hostage; which of course did not bode well with the dragon-slayer as you could imagine. In the end Lucy ended up being cradled in the arms of Natsu, leading to the exceeds' (very accurate) teasing remark.

"Natsu! Lucy's being mean!" Happy cried. Natsu merely waited for the two to calm down, smiling as he watched the girl chase the cat around the side street.

"Let's go home—"

"Natsu-nii! And Lucy-nii! From the Grand Magic Games! From Fairy Tail!" A small child's voice interrupted the dragon-slayer, causing the team to turn and see a little boy. Not thinking anything of it, they greeted the little kid with smiles and kind words. Ever since the games, this had happened quite frequently.

"Oh, you're such a sweetie!" Lucy beamed and kneeled to eye-level, as the child reached out for hugs from his favorite heroes. However, her opinion swiftly changed as the boy yanked a rather good amount of hair from the girls' head and went running. The group was stunned, no one quite willing to believe what just happened. That is before a raging Lucy went to go after the boy, causing Natsu to have to grab her up again.

"Come now, Lucy, he was only a little brat, time to go home." He tried to reason with her as she squirmed to be free. After a while she huffed and gave up.

"You do realize we're taking a train home, right?" Lucy asked grumpily. The man then paled considerably, turning blue. The girl and the cat giggled, the roles switching to Lucy dragging the poor dragon-slayer to the train station. "Come now, Natsu, it's only a little train, time to go home." Lucy mocked.

XXX

Meanwhile, in the shadows of an alleyway on the east side of Bradbury, a cloaked giant sat grinning.

"I got it for you, sir!" The little boy trembled, passing the clump of blonde hair to the man.

"Very good, thank you child." The cloaked figure paid the boy generously for the clump of hair and laughed darkly as the boy turned to go. Pausing a moment the boy decided to ask a question.

"Sir, you're not going to hurt her are you?" He squeaked, as the man shooed him away with a scornful shout.

"Bah! Am I going to hurt her, he asks. Of course I am," Raising the specimen up to a nearby torch to get a better look, he mumbled to himself gleefully. "Yes, very good. I've got you again, my sweet little blonde friend! Now that I have your luscious locks, I can make the ultimate Mr. Cursey!" The cruel laugh of Kain Hikaru resounded through the streets.

XXX

Lucy almost felt bad for her companion. Almost.

Natsu was super sick as usual and lying on the floor of their compartment. Normally he would at least be able to support himself enough to stay in his seat or half lean out the window. Not this time though, he just lay there groaning and miserable, while his cat, Happy perched peacefully on his own bench-seat sleeping. Lucy had just decided to read too, when Natsu surprised her with speech.

"Luuuu-ssshhhieee," He whined while turning his face up to look at the blonde mage. "Can I sit with you?"

Lucy merely blinked at Natsu, the pink haired man had never asked to sit with her before; he'd always just plop down next to her or lay on the floor.

"Sure, just don't barf on me!" Lucy shrugged, patting the seat next to her. Again surprising her, he hopped up quickly and leaned against the poor girl. "Hey! I didn't say you could sit on me!" Lucy huffed, shoving him off. Natsu sighed and slouched against the bench pathetically.

"Luce-ey, I'm sick." He drawled out huskily, eyeing her as she turned to glare at him.

"It's always like this on transportation, get yourself together!" She crossed her arms over her chest and turned stubbornly to watch out the window. Truthfully, Lucy loved staring out the window, the perfect excuse for it coming from when Natsu was sick. The blonde enjoyed seeing the world, scenery, every bit of it was an experience and something useful could be found in it. After all she had spent a lot of time locked up in a mansion simply reading about such things. Perhaps that is why she fit in with the adventurous guild Fairy Tail.

Lucy was roused from her daydreams though as a sudden weight pressed against her lap, soft hair tickling her thighs. Smiling, she thought it was Happy and began to stroke the hair gently, jumping slightly when the voice that came from the soft hair was not Happy's.

"Lucy, I'm sorry." Natsu mumbled, pushing closer to her stomach. His deep voice thrummed through her, shocked she looked down at the nuzzling boy. Their eyes met, and Lucy saw the genuine apology in his eyes, she frowned.

"Sorry, for what?" She murmured, mentally trying to decide whether to shove him off again or not.

"F-for not paying better attention, and letting that Wyvern get you." Natsu sighed, wrapping his upper arm around her waist. Lucy turned magenta. The man couldn't help but remember another time when Lisanna was taken from him by a big, stupid creature.

"It's fine, Natsu. I'm a Fairy Tail mage; I've had much worse happen to me!" She tried to laugh it off, but he just tightened his grip on her and pressed closer. She struggled against him, as was her nature, though admittedly with half her power.

"I know." He muttered simply, burrowing into her soft tummy and closing his eyes, she squeaked in indifference. Wearing a mid-drift was not a wise decision apparently.

"Your breath is tickling me!" Lucy protested for a while more, but as she got no reaction, gave up. Though lucky for her their train arrived in Magnolia shortly and saved her from further torment. For the first time ever, it was Lucy hopping up dramatically (throwing the boy off her) at the end of movement. Natsu stared at her from the floor as she cheered for being home and bolted, he quickly followed her example and left the all-knowing blue exceed behind; forgotten.

"They liiiiikkkkkkeeeeeeee each other!" He chuckled maniacally.

XXX

"I don't remember asking for you to come home with me!" Lucy snapped at Natsu who was now lounging on her couch and eating her snacks. The boy simply ignored her usual rant about invading her privacy and continued his relaxing. Lucy sighed; she had not been feeling her best ever since she'd gotten off the train. Lucy had only just forced herself to go to the guild briefly before leaving for home and deciding to take a bath. "Alright, whatever, I'm taking my bath I feel awful all of a sudden." She announced.

Lucy felt wrong. She felt weak and disoriented. Like she was burning up and changing shape. However, as she stumbled to her mirror she noted only a flushing of her skin. Lucy frowned, and figured she was merely catching a cold or something. Grabbing some clothes, she peeked her head back out towards her couch where the dragon-slayer sat watching the lacrima-vision and eyed Happy. The little cat seemed to notice her attention after a while and after being given a "come here" signal, soon swooped in to speak with her.

"Lushie, you look weird." Happy giggled, clearly thinking he was going to start one of their fights. Lucy almost laughed as she realized he would have if she weren't so sick all of a sudden.

"H-happy, could you do me a favor?" Lucy whispered, trying and failing to talk with the exceed quietly. She felt dizzy and nauseous all of a sudden and had to grab her wall for support.

"Aye, sir!" Happy answered, looking slightly nervous as she began pulling herself towards her bathroom slowly.

"Please, tell Wendy I'm not…I'm not feeling well." She huffed.

"Lucy, why are you out of breath?" Happy questioned, now worried.

"'M fine Happy, just please tell Wendy, and let her know it's nothing that needs her immediate attention, probably just a cold or something." With that the blonde mage made it to her bathroom and shut the door, starting her bath and trying to relax. Happy now hurrying, went to the window of the apartment and was about to leave when Natsu stopped him.

"Hey, what was that whole whispering thing with Lucy, where are you going?"

"Lucy isn't feeling good, Natsu! I gotta tell Wendy, you stay here and take care of her!" Happy sped off before the dragon-slayer could argue. Not that he really would.

After a moment of letting the situation set in, Natsu wandered over to Lucy's bathroom door and knocked gently before rushing in anyways.

Expecting a bottle or soap bar to be thrown at him, he immediately ducked and went on the defensive. But after a moment of nothing, not even a peep, he soon realized there was a problem.

Lucy hadn't noticed him yet. She seemed awake but her face was red and looked very hot. Her eyes were glazed over and her mouth hung open as she panted heavily in the bubbly tub. Natsu bolted over and felt her forehead, shocked to feel some real heat there. If he thought she was having a fever that meant something was very, very wrong. Immediately Natsu stuck his hand in her bath water and cursed at how hot she liked her baths.

"Lucy, why'd you turn the water so hot?" He frowned and unplugged the tub, apparently finally catching the girl's attention.

"N-natsu, get out!" Lucy gasped and weakly pushed at him to go away, but the man held his ground and yanked the cold water on full blast, eliciting a high squeak from the girl, as the nearly half empty tub began filling with freezing cold water. Looking down, Lucy slowly realized her body's reaction to the many stimulants assaulting her body at once. She lethargically covered herself, much to Natsu's quiet disappointment.

"Man, Lucy, you're burning up, we got to cool you down!" He grabbed onto her shoulders and dunked her under water swiftly, causing her to freak out and spit. "I'm sorry, but even I know you shouldn't be this body temperature, Lucy."

"I-I know." Lucy trembled, holding onto his arms like a life-line no longer caring what he saw. Their eyes met; glossed-over, golden brown, to dark, dark, emerald. She could see the genuine fright in Natsu's eyes. "I'm too weak to move." She muttered, embarrassed to admit it.

"Did you already bathe yet?" Natsu asked awkwardly, averting his eyes.

"Yes! I wasn't asking you to bathe me!" She forced out, losing energy from chastising and glaring at him intensely.

"S-sorry, just trying to help!"

"Why don't you get me a swimsuit if you're going to make me stay in here with you around?" She huffed coming to her senses just enough to feel exposed. She was turning even more red, but not from the heat.

"Okay, okay, just calm down and don't move or anything, you're so weak I don't want you drowning or something stupid." He panicked.

Lucy squirmed the moment he disappeared. Who wouldn't? That is until a massive jabbing pain assaulted her head. She grasped her head and cried, it felt like it was splitting open and molten lava was being poured in. Along her joints it felt as though someone were stitching her arms and legs and muscles. As she closed her eyes, she couldn't help but feel a background presence within her that seemed almost forebodingly familiar. It was a sensation covered up by all the pain she was feeling, that she couldn't help but remember somehow. Distantly in her mind, a vision of a doll being sewn together and covered in flame came to her, but she immediately brushed it off to an overactive imagination, trying to quell her own suffering.

"Here," Natsu bounced back into her bubble space, pulling her forward to tie her bikini top on to her. "I picked your favorite pink one." He murmured as his hands fluttered around her sides, gently securing the garment onto her ample chest. Lucy was somewhat lost in bewilderment; Natsu was dressing her in a tub of cold water. Not just any kind of clothing either, but a swimming suit.

"W-wait!" Lucy sputtered as Natsu grasped her hips, picking her up and sliding the bottoms up her legs and onto her, even taking a moment to tighten their ties. "N-natsu! I-I can't believe you just did that!" She slurred. All of a sudden what little energy she had, left her. Lucy's eyes were growing heavy and she couldn't help, but remain limp and lax. Natsu was seriously freaked out now, she could tell.

"Lucy, you look drunk!" He touched her forehead again and grimaced. "Seriously, I don't know what the hell to do!" Lucy merely blinked sluggishly at him and shook her head slowly.

"I don't know what is wrong with me." She breathed, barely being able to say a word. "Since when do you have multiple scarves?"

"That's it; I can't stand watching this any longer, Lucy! You're seeing double!" Natsu launched off of his knees in front of her and bolted into her room a moment before returning with a light blanket of hers. "Come on, Luce, up and at it." He pulled her up again quickly with a hand and she leaned heavily against her bathroom wall, eyeing him warily.

Toweling her off and trying to keep her steady and fully covered by the swimsuit was certainly a challenge. Good thing Natsu enjoyed challenges. He swore heavily as he finally was able to wrap her into the blanket and pull her up into his arms.

"Why the blanket?" She questioned having a brief cognitive moment, but beginning to turn delirious again from the fever pitching.

"So you're not hanging all out in the middle of the street as I rush your ass to the guild." Natsu answered, sweeping into her bedroom and grabbing her spare bag of clothes for spur of the moment missions and hitting the road. Not that Lucy ever noticed, given the fact that she passed out finally.

XXX

In the distance not too terribly far from Magnolia, a man camped out in the once luxurious and well kept, Heartfilia Mansion. Humming cheerfully, the creepy Kain Hikaru put the last finishing touches on his latest masterpiece. The Ultimate Mr. Cursey. Aka: The body of Lucy Heartfilia.

"This time my sweet, sweet blond friend, you won't be able to escape my control." Kain giggled, leaping up and striking a pose with his beloved doll. "No, no, no you won't!" The portrait of the former "Lady Luck" hung on the ominously lit parlor wall, as the man turned to face the pretty Lucy Heartfilia. "Why you ask? Because this time, I've used an even more evil and special curse for you my darling! I can't wait to see what your precious boyfriend thinks!"

The giant's booming laugh could be heard miles away. Nothing muted it, not even the cold, icy rain.

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