Sting comes home from a mission one night to find a Fairy Tail mage sleeping in his bed! Who is it, and why is she there?


Right as he stepped into the room, he realized something was off. The scent of vanilla, strawberry, and girly soap wafted into his nose, and he roused himself enough to peer further into the room.

There - his bed. Under the blankets was a lump. A breathing lump. A person.

Stretching a little, Sting crossed the room, peering down at the lump. Whoever it was had the blankets pulled up over their head, so Sting hooked a finger under the comforter and pulled it down, revealing pale skin and blonde hair. The girl's right arm was under her head, as if she was using it for a pillow, and he noticed right away the pink mark on her hand.

What the hell is Lucy Heartfilia of Fairy Tail doing in my bed?

Lucy, feeling the cool air, stirred and opened her eyes. Brown eyes met blue and the girl said sleepily, "Hello. Is it morning?"


This is a sneak-peek of my next one-shot, 'The Visitor.' If you haven't guessed, it's a Sting and Lucy fic. It should be up within the next week. I honestly don't know what to do with 'No Regrets;' I've never had such severe writer's block.

THERE WILL BE A POLL UP ON MY PROFILE TO VOTE ON THE NEXT ONE-SHOT PAIRING