SOOO... Another GaLe/Gajevy Fanfic... I'm really excited to write this..I feel its better than my other crappy should-be-oneshots-but-are-nots. This shall be a real story, not just drabbles.

So, without further anymore squabbling, lets get into the good stuff.

'Go save your Princess'

All the alarms in his body went off.
His eyes widened.
She had not come back from her mission with her lapdogs.

His gloved fingers trembled slightly, grabbing at the table, abruptly pushing his body out of his chair. The small black Exceed glanced over at the Dragon Slayer, sensing his tension. Lily had followed where his masters' eyes fell upon, it was none other than fatty and speedy.
His sudden movements unsettled most of the guild, only the people who were not frightened by the former server of Phantom Lord seemed unaffected. His footsteps were quiet,yet loud. You'd expect large stomping from a man like him. But his intimidating boots tapped on the wood planks in the fallen silent room. All that was heard were Cana's sloppy hiccups in her drunken state. A murderous glint was in his bloodied eyes. If she was hurt, in any way, they would feel his wrath. For, he had known that the Shrimp had always been doing the work on their jobs, they could hardly call themselves a team. Though, they do have good chemistry, fatty and speedy always mess it up somehow and the work is left for shorty. Heh, shorty, fatty, and speedy, They've got it all, don't they.
He approached the duo, looking like a giant compared to them. With his strong build and height, he looked down on everyone. The couple shook violently, they had already noticed the Iron Dragon before. He noticed the tears welled up in their eyes, the look of sadness and loss mixed with the new found fear. Something had happened to the bookworm..something..tragic.
"Dammit, where is she?" Taking a fistful of Speedy's dress shirt and lifting him a few feet in the air. A doll in his hands.
"W-we don't know, she disappeared before finishing our mission, we looked everywhere for her. We were going to look back here, but..It looks like she isn't in the guild." He said, concern covering his face, unaffected by Gajeel's death grip.
He dropped the racer, his heart almost stopping. "And you held onto this until now?! Shit! Where did your guy's job take place?" Rage boiled up inside of the studded man, she could be hurt, and they were in charge of protecting her!
The bloated floppy-haired bowling ball spoke up with tears flowing down his chubby face. "T-the forest outside of this town, we were supposed to catch some thieves who lived there, as we were told." He said like a child.
He flung open the front doors as if they were paper. It took so much self-control not to snap them in two. Why, did she have to be so careless and weak? But that's what you like about her, don't you? she has a small appearance but a mighty roar. And you love her wild hair, the color of blueberries, and her skin, as pale as.. Stop, What the FUCK? I don't care for her at all!

Then why are you running after her.

Go save your Princess.

Prince Gajeel.