Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Summary: Natsu and Lucy know of each other, but don’t actually meet until the first day of their senior year. Their adventure is beginning, and the pain they will go through is either going to tear them apart, or bring them together. NSFW (NaLu)

Rating: for sexual content and themes

Chapter Rating: for triggering content and mature scenes

Genre: Romance/Fantasy


Lucy looked at her knees. She trusted Natsu for some unknown reason. She laid down on her left side, facing Natsu and the wall. He in turn, laid down beside her, looking her over. When his eyes found her legs, he saw the many bruises that had been acquired on her upper thighs. He pursed his lips and looked back into her eyes. She gave a small smile before speaking.

Lucy’s memory:

A young Lucy opened her mouth to speak to her mother, but was cut off. “Layla dear, I need you to get our daughter out of the dirt. She must not be a dirty child.”

Layla laughed at her husband. “Oh, Jude. Let’s leave her be, she just wishes to play. Is that so bad?”

“But mama, I wa-” Lucy was cut off again.

“Yes that is bad, and be quiet dear child. It is not befitting of a young lady to talk so much.” Lucy watched her parents walk away from her. She looked towards the forest that was near her family’s estate. She wondered if she’d ever be allowed to go in. Lucy followed her parents back to the house. They were having an intense conversation and hadn’t noticed that Lucy was now there.

“Layla, you know the dirt will just make you worse.”

“Yes. But I wish to spend more time with my daughter than resting in bed.”

Lucy looked up at her parents, being six years old, she didn’t quite understand what was going on. “Mama, if you need to rest then you should rest. That way, you can get better and play with me more.”

Layla smiled sadly at her daughter. “Oh sweetheart, I’m not going to get better from this.”

“A few days later, on my birthday, my mother died and… I tried going to my father for comfort.” She let out a shaky breath before continuing.

“Daddy?” Young Lucy had walked into her father’s office and was surprised at what she saw.

“What Lucy?” He growled at her. Lucy looked around at all the dirty dishes surrounding her father.

Completely forgetting that she went in there for comfort, she asked an entirely unrelated question. “Will you not come out for dinner?”

Lucy’s father looked up at her and Lucy slowly backed away from the hate in his eyes. “No. No, I will not come out for dinner to eat with the child who took away the single thing I love.”

Lucy tilted her head confused as she processed what her father said. Finally, her seven year old brain figured it out. Lucy sniffled but kept a straight face. She smiled at her father and did a curtsy. “Then I shall bother you no more father.” With that she turned and left, not speaking to him for some years.

Lucy felt Natsu’s hand land on her own over her thigh. She flinched before calming down. “Soon after that he started drinking.”

Knocking on her father’s office door, a now thirteen year old Lucy let herself into the closed office. “Father, your guests are here and waiting on you.”

Her father looked up to see the outfit she was wearing. It was a white outfit with bell-bottom sleeves that slipped on over the wrist and a strapless shirt that showed her midriff. Her bottoms were a black skirt and knee high black boots. Her father sneered at her. “Well, you look ready to entertain. Why don’t you do it?”

Lucy raised an eyebrow as he slurred the disrespectful words. It had probably been the reason that the staff had been desperately trying not to have her go see her father. “Have you been drinking again?”

Lucy clenched her fist when he pulled a bottle out from under his desk. “Yes, I have my dear. Now, you are in the way of the trash can, so move.”


“Fine then.” Her father grinned slyly. Before Lucy could process what was going to happen, she was on the ground with the glass bottle that had been thrown at her.

“He stopped drinking for a while after he realized what he did, but he started again recently. That isn’t what hurt me the most though.” Her hands clenched into fists and she ground her teeth together, tears coming to her eyes as she lived through the next memory.

Lucy looked around her for the sound she heard. She’s sixteen now. Almost done growing, and one boy in particular had noticed. Rahkeid. He had followed Lucy into the forest and cornered her toward the cabin she knew was out there. Lucy walked inside the cabin, too exhausted to hear the door shutting.

“Lucy.” A voice said behind her, and she spun around with wide eyes. Then relaxed.

“Oh, it’s just you.” Then she realized that he was holding her keys. “Why do you have my keys? You know what, I don’t care, just give them back.”

“Oh, you want your keys back do you?” Lucy nodded fast. The boy in front of her sneered. “Then do whatever I want for today.” Lucy looked at the time, it was only 3:30 in the afternoon so they didn’t have to worry about that. She nodded and the boy across from her smiled. “Good.”

Lucy got a bad feeling about this and backed away as the boy walked towards her. “Wait. When does this end? I have to be back by 5:30.”

Rahkeid smiled. “Then we’ll be done by 5:00.” Lucy gulped as she hit the wall. The boy threw her keys onto the coffee table and then trapped Lucy against the wall. “Ya know, I’m surprised no one else has tried getting you alone.”

Lucy knew what was gonna happen now. He was going to try to rape her. Lucy’s eyes widened and she cried out. “Loke! Please! Virgo?” Lucy called for her two closest spirits, but neither came.

“Ah, ah, ah. They won’t come.”

“Please. Anything else.”

The boy did not listen and grabbed her wrists that were pounding against his chest. He pulled them up and held them over her head, making her crop top raise higher to just underneath her bra.

“Ya know,” he said. “My uncle, has that same color pink — well, salmon as he calls it — hair as your bra.”

Lucy’s face contorted in confusion. “What?”

“Yeah. He’s about the same age as you too.”

She looked at him even more confused. She didn’t understand why he was mentioning this. Not then.

“So, pleasure or pain? What do you want huh?” Lucy whimpered at his statement and Rahkeid shoved her against the wall even more roughly. “How about physical pleasure, but mental pain? That sounds good.”

“Why?” She stuttered. Lucy didn’t understand why this was happening to her. What had she done?

“Sweetheart, look at yourself. You’re absolutely stunning. And you’re innocent. Which means you won’t be able to keep from moaning.” Lucy’s face paled and she looked around for an escape. Rahkeid pulled her shirt up and over her head then used it to tie her arms, not releasing her.

He looked down at her chest greedily but decided he didn’t want to start there. He slid her skirt down her thighs, and then did the same with her pink panties.

His hand came back up and stroked her. She whimpered and he took that as a sign of compliance. He let her hands go and she ended up sliding down the wall. His holding her up had been the only thing leaving her standing.

Lucy whimpered again as this worked in Rahkeid’s favor. His finger entered her and she bit her lip to try to keep from moaning. Lucy looked straight ahead and refused to move.

Rahkeid realized this and pulled her away from the wall laying her on the ground. He went to the side of her and slid one of her bra straps down, and then the other one. He began to work on one of her breasts and Lucy clenched her fists.

She didn’t want her spirits to be taken from her, so she would bear the pain. She would not give in to Rahkeid and give him what he wanted. Lucy willed her mind blank and sat silent as Rahkeid continued his work.

“I couldn’t hold it together and by the time I was free I was crying. But I got my spirits back and kept my innocence.” Lucy looked at Natsu and he had a fire in his eyes.


Natsu had been listening, and growing more angry as her story went on. He was certain that she had skipped multiple influencing days on her life, but if she wasn’t ready to tell him, then he could understand that. The truth was, that none of those recountings made him as angry or as sick as the last one.

For one, it happened just last year. Two, he knew exactly who it was that had done that, and it made him feel sick that his nephew had touched her in such a way, especially without her permission. His mind went back to that morning. She had stiffened at any slight touch, whether male or female. “How many times has that happened?”

“What do you mean?” Lucy was looking at him concerned.

“How many times have people tried to—,” he couldn’t bring himself to say the right word, “touch you without your permission?”

Lucy squinted, thinking about it. “About ten times, maybe more? I’m not sure.”

Natsu wanted to wrap this girl in his arms, then hide her away from the world. He wanted to take away her pain and make sure she never felt anything like that again.

His phone started ringing and he looked at the caller to see it was his sister. “I have to take this.” She nodded and he answered the phone. “Hey Wen, what’s up?”

“Where are you? I’m at home and you aren’t here!”

“Oh, I’m at Luce’s.”

“Who is that?”

“The girl across the street.”

“Oh.” Wendy’s voice became laced with intrigue. “Can I come meet her?”

Natsu looked over at Lucy before whispering the question to her. When she nodded, he turned the phone back to his mouth. “She said yes.”

“Awesome I will bring everyone over.”

Natsu tried hard to ask her what she meant, but she had hung up the phone. He turned to Lucy, “so I think she might be bringing the herd of people from before over here.” Lucy looked a little panicked but Natsu put his hand out, showing her what he was doing before pulling her into a hug. “Hey, it will be all right.”

“I’m not good with people though.”

Her bedroom door was knocked on and the pink haired maid from before entered. “Princess, you have guests.” When the maid looked up, she saw Natsu holding Lucy and looked them both straight in the eyes, and without a waiver in her voice said, “oh, I didn’t know you were in the middle of something with a lover.”

Lucy’s eyes widened. “No, it isn’t like that Virgo.”

“Of course, Princess. You’re guests will be seated at the dining table for dinner.”

The maid left and the two stayed in their hug for a moment longer before separating and heading downstairs.


When Lucy stepped into the dining room, any conversation that was previously going stopped. A young, deep blue haired girl stood up from her place setting.

“Are you Luce?”

Lucy looked at the girl and smiled softly. “Actually it’s Lucy.”

“Oh, well who is this Luce, I would like to meet her.”

Chuckling, Natsu put a hand on his younger sister’s shoulder as Lucy spoke again. “Oh, that is just what your brother calls me.”

“Oh, all right. So, Lucy then.” Lucy nodded and the younger girl continued. “I’m Wendy. It is lovely to meet the girl that has entranced my brother for so long.”

“Oi!” Natsu swung his sister up over his shoulder and seemed to be having a very quiet conversation. Lucy looked over at Gajeel who had laughed, then noticed that Sting and Rogue were grinning as well. Whatever it was must have been entertaining. The doorbell rang and Lucy ran to grab it, a squealing Wendy running after her away from her brother.

Lucy was laughing when she opened the door. However, when she saw who was at the door, her laughter stopped and she frowned. “What do you want?”

“Is that any way to treat an old friend, blondie?” He was an old friend, but not of hers.

“No, but you aren’t an old friend.” Lucy wanted to tell Wendy to go back to the kitchen, but then the person in front of her would focus in on the younger girl. “Seriously, what do you want?”

“I came to see Sting. He around?” The guy stepped forward, but Lucy blocked the doorway. She grimaced when he wrapped his arm around her waist.

“Let me go Macbeth.”

He leaned in close to her ear and she raised her chin a bit, making sure he knew that she wasn’t going to give in. “How about no?” His head whipped up and Lucy heard the guy chuckle. “Got a boyfriend then, did you?”

“No, what are you talking about?” He stepped back so she could see the grin on his face and grinned at her.


“What is that supposed to mean?”

Instead of answering her, he just tried to bypass her and head into the house. When she wouldn’t move he decided to pick at a nerve that he knew was sore. “Oh Lucy, didn’t your mother ever teach you manners?” She closed her eyes, her cheek twitching. “Wait, she died before she could.”

“Go away.” Her eyes opened with fury.

“No.” His hand, that was still around her waist, pulled her flush against him and she struggled for a moment in shock before, whether by accident or on purpose — she didn’t know, he groped her. Lucy’s body stilled and as though she were a spectator of herself, she felt him lean down, then start grazing his lips over her neck. She wanted to pull away, but her body was not listening to her any longer.

A strong force yanked her away, or pushed Macbeth away, she couldn’t tell. Natsu was standing in front of her. “Don’t touch her.” His voice was low, dangerous. It gave Lucy chills for reasons that were completely different from those that Macbeth was getting. Lucy felt a tug on her hand and looked down at eyes the same color as her own. “Don’t touch my Luce ever again.”

Lucy vaguely registered what Natsu said. “Oniichan seems very protective of you.” Lucy just looked away from the girl at the sound of the front door slamming shut. She looked up at Natsu and smiled.

“Thank you Natsu.” He just grunted before heading to the dining room, his sister slowly following after him.

“Coming Lucy-nee?”


“Yup, you will be my big sister from now on.” Lucy just smiled and laughed lightly, following after the little girl. Big sister has a nice ring to it.

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