A/N I'm naughty I know, I really shouldn't be posting another story but this is a small one, I'm only planning on posting three or four chapters on this one unless it turns out better than expected. This is an AU story with some Gajucy in it so I hope you all enjoy.

"G-gray that's enough." Lucy placed her gloved hand over her boyfriend's mischievous mouth, it was always trying to get to places that it wasn't allowed. She watched as his lust filled eyes quickly narrowed at her as he forcibly yanked her hand off his face.

"Seriously Luce, I'm getting a serious case of blue balls over here and trust me, it isn't from the cold. You can drop the act at some point, I know you can't actually be this tightly strung up. Gimme a break."

It was the middle of winter and as she was about to leave the school grounds, Gray Fullbuster, her boyfriend of two years, had appeared out of nowhere and dragged her into their schools shed at the back of the sports arena. A place that nobody ever went to because it was absolutely disgusting.

The shed had been abandoned for as long as she could remember as the academy had hired a groundskeeper that had a truck that brought all of his own supplies to tend to the schools fields and flower beds. He had no need for a crappy shed such as the one her boyfriend was trying to seduce her in. He picked the best places to try and sex her up, seriously.

If she mentioned that the location he had chosen was one of the main reasons that she wasn't exactly accepting his advances, he would spin it around and somehow make her believe it was her fault. He always had a way of doing that and today she just could not be bothered with it.

Inhaling deeply through her nose, Lucy peered up at her boyfriend's cold eyes and smiled.

"I'm sorry baby, I need to go, I have my extra curricular art class that I've been taking at Crocus's main campus across town, so I need to call my car." Poking his rosy nose, she yanked his scarf that he had placed around her shoulders earlier on in the day and slung it around his neck.

Despite what he said, he did feel the cold just as much as anybody else did. She ignored his grumbles as she opened the crumbling door and sped off to try and catch up on lost time. For a grown ass man, he was truly was a baby sometimes.

People that attended the school had dubbed the couple, the Ice King and Queen. Gray was called that because he acted like the cold didn't affect him and walked around sub zero temperatures in a t shirt and shorts.

Today he was wearing just his school shirt and standard trousers. He never wore his vest or jacket on top of his top, because he was an idiot.

As for Lucy, she was called the Ice Queen because she shut down every guy at school who tried to chat her up and was cold towards anybody who tried to talk to her casually.

Since she was the daughter of one of the wealthiest businessmen in the world, she had had to deal with far too many fake friends in her 17 years of being alive. People wanted to be friends with her because of her fame, it upped their social status.

So Lucy was extremely wary of any new friends that she made. Her friendship circle had been the same since nursery. All of them were from wealthy families, except for one. Her closest friend was from the dumps of society. He lived with his father, above the tattoo parlor that she secretly worked in. She would tell her friends from school and her father that she was attending art classes but that was stretching the truth.

One face of Lucy Heartfilia was a perfect student and sweetheart to Gray Fullbuster. Innocent and well behaved, homework always done on time and in bed by 10pm. The other face was the grubby, hardworking Lucy who worked part time at Dragneel Designs, Tattoo and Piercing Parlour.

She wasn't known for being perfect because that's what was expected of her, she was known for being perfect because her tattoos were damn good.

She worked as an apprentice under Natsu but she was soon surpassing any and all expectations that he and his father had of her when she had first showed her interest in tattooing.

Of course, working there was kept a secret from her family and friends. Nobody knew that she was friends with Natsu, she wanted to tell people but he had insisted that she keep it a secret.

He had admitted that he was afraid that if her father knew that she was spending her free time with some nobody learning how tattoo, he might not take too kindly to it and would make sure that she never came to the parlor again.

Lucy's fingers tickled her lower abdomen and giggled. If her father knew she was apprenticing in a tattoo shop, he would be pretty angry, but he would be absolutely murderous if he found out a teenage boy had tattooed her lower stomach.

After taking a short detour around the block so she didn't run into any of her classmates, she made her way to the comprehensive school down the street, where Natsu would be finishing his classes in about, Lucy checked her watch as her eyes bulged out of her head. "Thirty minutes ago? Oh shit, I hope he's not still waiting for me. Crap."

'Gray that bastard, he made me lose track of time.' Being with Gray wasn't how she imagined being with a boyfriend was supposed to be like but he kept her safe from guys that got a bit too friendly and he was sweet to her, when he wanted to be.

But she had to ask herself far too often if it was truly worth it? They hadn't been… intimate with each other and they had been a couple for just over two years. Whenever they had gotten close, Lucy had stopped it. It wasn't that she hadn't felt the urge to want to have sex, she just hadn't ever felt it with Gray.

Was she a bad person for staying in a relationship with him? Probably. But she never claimed to be a saint. "Yo Luce, over here." A flash of pink spiky hair caught her eye, it wasn't exactly something you could miss.

Despite what people thought, it was 100% natural. Lucy had examined his roots on several occasions and had even gone as far as pulling out a strand and examining it thoroughly. She didn't like people who lied to her because if they lied about one thing, they would lie about anything.

"You waited for me? Silly boy." Lucy smacked his head of hair. "It's too cold to be standing around." Natsu held his head and looked down at her with his best puppy dog eyes that always seemed to melt her heart.

Really, this boy knew her better than she did. "But I didn't want you walking through the neighborhood alone." He tensed his bicep and did a toothy smile. "You need a big strong guy to fight off all the bastards that hang around there, come on, I'll race you."

It was standard for them to see who could get to the shop the fastest. The first time Natsu had met Lucy, it was four years ago. She had gotten lost and was running through his side of town, some men had tried to sweet talk her and she had ran away, fearing for her life.

She had never met people like them before and their vulgar language and frightened her.

Natsu was sitting outside of his father's studio when a young girl with flowing blonde hair sped past him. He had tried his best to chase after her, it had become a race of sorts. Eventually, they had both collapsed from exhaustion. Natsu had glanced at her, a puzzled expression on his face.

"You're not from around here are you?" To which Lucy responded, "You're fast, want to race again?"

And from them on, they had competed on who could run to the parlor the quickest. Lucy always won and she never let him forget it. As she pushed open the shop's door, the bell above the entrance dinged to indicate someone entering.

Lucy's breathing was heavy as she let Natsu walk in front of her. "You lose again Dragneel, you packing on some weight? You seem to only be getting slower." To which he growled and walked into the back. "Shut up Luce. You're like Sonic the fucking hedgehog."

"Hello kids, a bit late today aren't we? We've got someone waiting for one of your tattoos Lucy." Natsu's giant of a father, Igneel was sat in the back of the shop, eating a noodle pot. His bright red hair stood up at awkward angles just like his son's pink hair.

They really did look alike and both of them were as soft as sponge. Igneel tried to keep up appearances around people outside of his family that he was a stone cold man that wasn't to be messed with. This was so nobody tried to take advantage of him, his shop or his kid.

The area they lived in was quite dangerous and full of people that were scum of the earth, but among the masses there were lovely people like the Dragneel's that just had nowhere else to go.

That is why if her father knew that she was frequenting at such a place, he would have her head. "Sorry pops, little miss perfect was late. Why were you late anyway?"

Natsu looked at her as he stripped out of his school shirt and into a fitted black t shirt. Digging into her school bag, Lucy pulled out her outfit she had tucked away for when she came to work.

"Gray wanted to...talk about something. I lost track of time. Sorry Ig, it won't happen again." The older man barked out a laugh and waved off her apology. "Don't worry about it, I know all about young love. Just get your little butt changed."

His sharp eyes switched to Natsu who was digging deeply into his nose, clearly looking for a nugget of gold or something similar.

"Natsu, stop picking your damn nose and go get the customer set up in room one. It's the guy with all the piercings." Gesturing to his face, Natsu rolled his eyes at his father and walked back through the curtains.

"Yo, piercings guy. Follow me." Natsu wasn't known for being too bright. Lucy peeked through the doorway at the guy she would be tattooing and her heart banged painfully in her chest.

He was very attractive. Wavy back hair that fell down his back, eyes that looked a shade of red and more piercings than she had ever seen on one person. That amount of metal usually made her cringe but on him, it made him look dangerous and extremely tasty. As he stood up to follow Natsu, his eyes glanced at her stood in the doorway.

Her body jolted backwards, fear spiked through her body at being caught staring.

'He looked at me. Pull yourself together Lucy, where is your professionalism. You're going to be tattooing him in a minute.'

She rushed past Igneel who was oblivious to her flustered face as he dug into a flaky meat pasty that was falling all over his shirt. Like father like son. As she stripped out of her school uniform, she hoped that that guy wanted her to tattoo somewhere nice and innocent. Like his hand or something.

Pulling on a small pink tank top and some black skin tight jeans, she secured her long blonde hair in a braid down her back and she was ready to do some tattooing. The nerves still got to her from time to time, the way she got through it was just thinking that the person's skin was just a piece of paper and what she was doing wasn't permanent.

Everything she drew turned out so much better when she didn't think of them as a living, breathing canvas.

Pushing her fringe back with a pink headband, she walked out into the front and entered room number one. "Hello there, my name is Lucy and I will be your tattooist for today."

Trying her best to avoid eye contact with the mystery man, she started to organise all of her equipment and pulled on her gloves. "Was there a particular image you had in mind that you wanted to get on you today?"

"Yes bunny, I want this and on here." Lucy frowned at the odd name he had given her, it wasn't normal for someone you had just met to gift you with a nickname. Ignoring it for now, she looked at the picture he was pointing to.

It was on a piece of paper that he himself had brought in, it was a ink print of a dog's paw. She looked up at the guy's face with raised eyebrows. She wasn't expecting something like this. 'I should really stop judging people by their looks. What must people think about me?'

"Okay that's absolutely fine, where abouts did you want it?" The man pointed to his right palm. "I want it right here." She praised every god there was a million times. She hadn't actually expected him to want a tattoo on his hand but she was extremely relieved that he did.

Making sure that he was sat comfortably, she wiped his hand so it was clean and turned on the tattoo gun. The man's face drained of color and his body had gotten extremely stiff. Lucy turned off the machine and peered up at him. "Hey buddy, have you had a tattoo before?" He shook his head and gulped.

She smacked her forehead with her gloved hand and poked one of his piercings on his arm. "You've had countless piercings, this isn't much worse. What's your name?" He cleared his throat and avoided her gaze. "My name's Gajeel. I know it can't be worse than getting piercings, I dunno, just get on with it Bunny."

"What's with the weird nickname huh." She mumbled as she turned the machine back on and got to work. He gasped as the needle dragged along his skin and stayed deathly still. She had to keep checking his face to make sure he was still conscious.

"It's okay Gajeel you're doing great, it's almost done. So tell me, what made you want to get this tattoo?" He knew she was trying to keep his mind off the pricking sensation and obviously greatly appreciated it.

"Someone stole my dog not too long ago, just got the bastard back, so I didn't want to forget how his paw felt on my hand." He laughed through gritted teeth. "It took me months to teach that little fucker how to do paw. This'll remind me of it. I only wanted to get a tattoo that meant something to me."

Lucy's heart started to pound again at his words. He was another one of this place's hidden sponges. Another soft hearted person stuck in the dumps. Pulling away the machine, she examined the paw print and smiled. "That's a lovely reason to get a tattoo, I'm glad you've got your dog back. I can't imagine how awful that must have been. Anyway, we're all done now."

Pulling off her gloves, she grabbed the white gauze off her table and straightened his hand out. "Keep this on your hand for a minimum of three hours, no more than twelve. Then after that time, make sure to clean it with antibacterial soap."

Gajeel winced as she tightened the bandage. On reflex, she bent her head and kissed the wrapped hand. Her eyes widened as her lips touched the material and her eyes traveled up his arm to his face. Instead of looking angry or creeped out, he looked amused.

"Thank you bunny, it feels all better now thanks to you magical kiss. Do you do that to all the clients or am I special?" She pulled her head back up and cleared her throat. "Yes, good. Well here's some information on everything else you need to do with caring for your new tattoo."

She handed him the leaflet along with an antibacterial wipe. He sat forward so his face was directly in front of hers, their noses were almost touching. 'His eyes are incredible.'

"Does your phone number come with this?" She squeaked in shock and shuffled back in her wheely chair. "I-the parlors number is on there if you ever need to contact me, I'm here most days after four." She raised her nose up at him and huffed. "I don't see why you would need my personal phone number."

Gajeel raised his eyebrow and got to his feet and turned to leave. "I'll call in tomorrow then. Thanks for the tat bunny."

"My name is Lucy." She shouted after his retreating form.

"Gihihi." Gajeel chuckled as he approached the desk to pay, a smug smile on his face as he paid for his newest addition to his body.