Hello Everyone. So, it's been a long time since I've written a fanfiction. Sadly every one before I have abandoned halfway through – probably due to trying to do multi-chapter fics straight out of the gate and loosing steam. REGARDLESS, I've had a tickle in my brain for this story that just wouldn't go away.

Yes, this is a Runestar (or FreLu) fic because I love Lucy and I love Freed. So I Love them together. And there aren't nearly enough of these out there. Surely, I can't be the only one wishing for more- thus we have this.

It will be a two shot. I'm already working on the second chapter...shot...thing. But I wanted to put this out there and see if there was any interest...and even if not, this can stand on its own just fine.

This hasn't been beta'd. I litterally wrote it, ran it thorugh spell check, and posted it. Please be kind.

Thanks for reading, and just like any other writer I loves me some reviews.

ENJOY!

The idea of being invisible was highly amusing.

The reality of being invisible was stressfull and disheartening.

Lucy Heartfilia blew out an audible sigh and turned to face her full-length mirror once more. Her heart sank, a cold lead weight settling low in her stomach even as she had expected the result. There in the reflective surface where she stood floated her carefully (and tastefully, might she add) chosen outfit -the same one she'd chosen so carefully upon their return from Tenroujima -without her in it. Her breath caught, particles crowding her airways and pulling painfully at the muscles and tendons in her throat.

Shaking her head in response to the overwhelming hopelessness beginning to wrap itself around her in a lovers embrace she bit down hard on her lip, successfully pulling herself back into the moment. Crying had never fixed anything. Her best bet were her guildmates.

Satisfied with her temporary resolve she set about her routine, searching for her keys and her belt. Fully dressed she was ready to head out only to be stalled by the faint tickle of her stocking sliding out of place- perhaps her most recent workout regiment had started melting away the excess on her thighs that Happy and the team were always teasing her about! Happily she reached down to adjust the piece, freezing as she actually looked at her clothes...floating and seemingly empty.

'This is bad' she thought, truly studying the picture she painted as it would be seen from the outside. 'If I go outside like this it'll cause a panic.'

Lucy paused, allowing her hands to fall uselessly to her side, contemplating her options. In her developing story she'd covered her hero in a cloak...however a quick mental assessment of her closet confirmed that her love for clothing that accented and displayed her curves (in spite of the fat jokes Happy liked to sling her way) was all encompassing.

Her eyes turned to the window as she thought, showing that the sun had already moved since she'd first stepped out of the shower, and while it was still only about noon time was slipping by. Clenching her teeth she hurriedly shed her clothing and placed it neatly in a pile on her bed, then made her way outside. A brand of nervous excitement was tugging at her stomach as she stepped into the flow of walking traffic, even as a sort of excited shock traveled through her bones at the knowledge that she was completely bare under the gaze of the public...or she would be if the public could see her.

The excitement of the moment rose and she felt desire coursing through her veins like fire, sensitizing her skin and speeding her heart rate. Her hands traveled her body, teasing her nipples as she reclined onto the ground, unable to suppress the vixen within. Her legs spread wide while her hand traveled down lower, pulling her folds open. Her pussy was beginning to drip with excitement. Standing she turned so that the curvature of her ass faced the street, propping her legs open in and invitation for mounting...an unseen invitation.

The sound of heavy huffing and the brush of moist hot air against her thighs brought her back to herself. The Celestial wizard pulled quickly upright and turned towards the entity, her gaze landing on an overly excited (and overly friendly) canine nosing into the "v" of her thighs, giving a (once more overly friendly) lick to the skin he found there. Shock seized like metal in her limbs at the contact before she spun and fled the scene.

Lucy ran, her inner monologue tearing into her the whole way. How had she let herself get so easily distracted, and with such vugler behavior. Her cheeks burned at the memory of her own brazenness and once more her pulse sped at the memory. Her shame deepened as she felt the heat pool low in her belly while she relived the moments leading up to her discovery.

It would be the second time her destraction found her in distress, her body coliding with a group of elementary school children on their way home.

Her stomach turned at their fingers poking and proding. She needed to get away from these children and their curious hands. She sprung into action once more, this time remaining mindful during the rest of her sprint to the guild hall.

'Finally made it...'

Relief flooded her system, cool and refreshing. Overhead the proud orange banner sporting the Fairy Tail insignia beckoned her forward, the promise of her guild mates' support and assistance giving birth to hope. Unable to contain herself she rushed forward and into the hall, where the tones of her boisterous teammates reached her ears. Namely one Natsu Dragneel complaining to anyone listening of his recent eviction from Lucy's apartment.

A smile stretched the blond mages features as Carla spoke up against the fire dragon slayers whining, the first one that seemed to understand her predicament regarding Natsu's brash sense of entitlement where her apartment was concerned. Warmth spred through her chest as her other team members defended her position, in spite of the fact that Erza and Grey were every bit as prone to that behavior as Natsu was.

"But I think she could have been a little nicer to us," interjected the blue exceed from his place on the counter next to Natsu. "That kind of behavior is why she'll never have a boyfriend."

That warmth inflamed in her chest, rage pulling the muscles of her jaw tight as one after another her guild-mates added their voices to Happy's assessment of her personality. Unladylike-like...barbaric. Their laughter portrayed the underlying humor...and yet further observation of their faces as they spoke betrayed the honesty they felt in such declarations.

Her body moved forward, fully intent on splashing an unclaimed beer onto 'Master' Macao's face. Yet not even a step forward a warm hand came to rest on her left shoulder and a low voice found its way next to her right ear, warm breath tickling the shell.

"Men will always belittle that which they know is beyond their abilities."

It was all the celestial wizard could do to hold in the squeek frozen in her throat. She spun her head towards the speaker and warm brown locked onto cool blue. Her heartbeat sped up once more, the organ hammering feircely against her chest as she took in the luxurious green hair falling over her addressers left eye.

Freed Justine.

Of course the one wizard in all of Fairy Tale that made her mouth run dry and her nerves tingle would be the one wizard in Fairy Tale to find her.

"How did you know I was here?" She left his odd statement untouched.

A rare smile pulled at the corners of the rune wizards mouth, painting his features with a smug yet mischevious amusment.

"One who walks in darkness will always be adept at seeing one who shines therein."

Lucy blinked in response, her head reeling his words over and again. Freed's speech paterns were every bit as coded as the spells he used, and the puzzle addict that operated Lucy's brain basked in the challenge of understanding them. Her eyes cast down to the right, running the reply through her head once more.

"Ah, so since your magic is based in a darkness element, and I'm a Celestial Wizard, one who uses the power of light" as she spoke her left hand found its way to her mouth, the pointer finger pressing lightly against her lips "-though you wouldn't be entirely correct in that assesment, but I'll explain that at a later date- you can sense my magic, and thus see me." Satisfied Lucy locked eyes with the rune master once more. "Right?"

Freeds smile grew in size, a look similar to pride passing through his ocean colored gaze, only to dissapear before Lucy could make anything of it.

"Indeed, though your form is a little translucent I can see you well enough." His grin grew feral as he pulled the invisable girl back into a corner of the guild, Lucy following blindly. Once in the corner and away from the gazes of most of the members she felt his warm hand slide down her shoulder as his eyes penetrated the girl.

Suddenly Lucy was acutely aware of the man before her, his lithe frame overshadowing her by a head and his aristocratic demeanor reminding her briefly of years as the Heartfilia heiress. Morever, she immediately recalled the odd sentence he'd greeted her with.

"What did you mean, 'beyond their abilities?'" Lucy questioned hesitantly, peering up at Freed through her lashes.

"Exactly as it sounds. Some woman -you in this instance- have more life and defiance in them than others. Spunk is a term most often used, though I find it unsuitable with its other possible definitions and associations with functions of the male anatomy."

'Did...did Freed just make a cum joke?'

"Such woman require a strong partner, not simply someone who can keep up but one who can manage them. More specifically a partner with a stronger hand-"

Lucy sputtered as he spoke, her eyes now narrowing in response to his explanation. Irritation bred itself over and again in her chest, her current predicament or state of undress in front of this man completely forgotten.

"Stronger hand?!" she interrupted, rage clipping her tone. "I am not a woman in need of controlling Mr. Justine" It was the first time she'd addressed anyone in the guild so formally, and she couldn't help noticing the look of excitement that danced across his features as she spoke. "I am fully able and within my rights to make my own choices and find my own place in the world. Women are not property and we are not in need of herding, despite what men like you and my father might think."

Her voice had risen in her response. Their only saving grace from discovery had been the equally rising tones of Natsu and Grey instigating yet another fight.

"Furthermore-"

She found her tirade being cut short as a firm arm encircled her waist and pulled her closer, trapping her against the chest of the man she'd previously been reprimanding. His left arm had her waist snugly pulled against him so that his face was pressed right up against her left cheek, while his right hand was nearly burning against the lower round of her right ass-cheek. Her pulse leapt in response to the rough handling of someone she'd previously deemed such a genteel man and she could feel her treacherous body pooling heat between her thighs, wetting the lips of her pussy in reply.

"Oh, but you are most in need of controlling. Miss Heartfilia." his voice was raw, deepening against her ear as he accented her name in the same way she'd spoken his earlier. "Furthermore, a brazen vixen like yourself would welcome it, revel in it. Wouldn't you?"

Without waiting for a response he pulled the celestial mage tighter against his body, his right hand caressing in its current location for a moment before sliding over her hip to apex of her thighs. A protest worked its way to her lips, but no sooner did the sound begin to form than the man holding her nipped the shell of her ear in silent reprimand. His fingers slipped into her folds, a low growl of appreciation rumbling in his throat.

"Is this for me, pet?" He questioned, damn near purring in her ear.

She wanted to protest, to deny the effect he was having. She had fought so long to escape such overbearing behavior, only to find herself wedged a little too willingly into the arms of yet another who sought to control her.

She bit her lip and shook her head.

This did not please Freed.

He pressed hard against her clit, his eyes warning her into silence. She swallowed the cry working its way up as his fingers slipped against the nub, running shocks of desire through her body and creating an ache inside that would eventually cause her to beg him to fill her. And somehow Lucy knew that's just what the man was aiming for.

"Why...why are you doing this?" Her voice was quiet, the words broken as he continued to tease at her entrance and work over the sensitive bundle of nerves. Her legs rubbed together, and she could feel her hips responding to his ministrations despite her wishes.

Freed remained silent for a moment, before doubling his efforts, his eyes drinking in her form- though again she was baffled by his ability to see her form. He seemed to nod to himself, pulling her with him as he leaned back against the wall. Her breasts pushed needily against the fabric of his coat, the nipples tingling against the sensation.

"I will satisfy your curiosity, pet. However anytime you move to stop what my fingers are doing to your delightful pussy, which I know you can feel is beyond drenched for me," He grinned triumphantly "or make any noise which may draw attention I will stop abruptly and will not continue until it suits me to do so, have I made myself clear?"

Lucy nodded, unwilling to risk vocalization at this point. Knowing Freed that would count as breaking the rules.

As if confirming her thoughts he smiled- genuinely and without the predatory gleam that had been present since his assault on her body began.

"Such a smart girl, you're going to make me so proud."

Lucy wanted to be offended. She did. Yet her weak heart preened under the praise, eager to earn more kind words from him.

"I'm assuming your confusion relates to the way I express...affections might be the best word. Yes?"

Again she nodded and again she was rewarded with an unguarded smile, though his fingers never let up their movements.

"It's no secret that my magic is one of rules...rules that I set and those within their bounds must abide by. Life is chaotic, and I can handle that well enough- this guild is proof of that. But to thrive in that chaos I crave some manner of structure...of control. Perhaps it stems from my upbringing- not so different from yours I'm sure- or perhaps it's a result of the chaos within to desire order without. Regardless, I require my lover to be at my mercy and at my complete control."

Lucy's eyes widened and she bit back a moan, then opened her mouth to reply, barely cutting off the first syllable in response to the harsh look of warning flash through Freed's eyes. She fell silent. Unable to pay attention and hold herself stiff she gave into the sensations flooding her body and allowed her hips to move against his hand. Her eyes screwed shut against the building pleasure, her body wantonly seeking the sharp sensations of glee he gave her.

"Be at my control, Lucy. I'll make your body cry for my expertise." His breath was becoming more raged as he spoke, his grip on her waist growing nearly savage in its strength. "I am he who makes the rules and I promise you will find joy in them. Bow to my touch, beg me for my attentions and you'll know a brand of pleasure no other man will ever have the ability to grant you."

"M...Master..." The word slipped past her lips with checking with her brain on the way out, a product of the raw lust his words were producing within her. He heard her though, she knew he had. His movements became more demanding and her body responded eagerly. Her hips slammed down on the fingers entering her and she ground her clit against the pad of his thumb. She was barely hanging on, moments away from her orgasm taking her.

Both of them were so lost in their actions that they failed to pay attention to the building brawl around them, let alone notice the body of a very loud dragon slayer flying through the air in their direction. Lucy's body was shaking when she felt Natsu's very solid body collide with her own, knocking herself and Freed apart and causing Lucy's voice to cry out at the loss of his touch.

"Lucy's voice...and her scent too..."

Sexual need was forgotten as Natsu began sniffing the area, crawling right up in front of the Celestial Wizard as he locked in on her location with a wide smile.

"Lucy, is that you?!" His joy was followed by his hand reaching forward to grab her, landing firmly on the curve of her breast.

"Don't touch me there!" So distracted was he by her slender hand striking him across the face that the nearly feral growl rumbling in Freed's chest just a few feet away went unheard. Lucy met the rune master's eyes as he stood from the floor, searching for something in them. A brief shake of his head and he moved back allowing the guild to take note of her location, stopping just behind long enough to press his lips against her ear.

"What's said is said, pet. Be ready for me tonight. I will come to you once the guild has closed."

As he moved to speak to Reedus Lucy found herself shiver at his words...though in dread or delight she couldn't yet say.

Okay kids (or actually...not kids. If you're a kid then SHAME ON YOU. You don't need this kind of perverted garbage in your brain...yeah.) ANYWAY, I hope you liked it. Please Review and I promise I will have the second half up tonight or tomorrow morning.