A/N: I decided to do something different. Yes, this chapter is quite short; I'm trying to see if people are interested in this kind of story. So please review and give me your honest opinion. It would mean the world to me. Thank you

"BRATS!" Master Makarov yelled; his gaze locked on the flamboyant crowd standing in front of him. After winning the Grand Magic Games, FairyTail was back in business again. "LET'S PARTY!"

"HEAR THAT HAPPY? WE'RE BACK TO BEING THE NUMBER GUILD!" Natsu flashed his toothy grin, fist pumping high in the air.

"Aye sir!"

"You know Flame brain," a voice coming from the Dragon slayer's back perked up. Natsu's body instantly jerked. This was a voice he was so familiar of. A voice he had learned to love…and hate.

Natsu Dragneel turned his body and, as expected, saw Gray. He was ready to have another go; his fists were clenched into a ball and flames surrounding his hand. He was about to hit Gray when he felt the Ice mage's hand on his shoulder. "Thank you," he continued.

To say Natsu was surprised was an understatement. He was stunned. It was the first time his childhood rival had said that. "F-For what?" The fire mage stuttered.

His expression was priceless; Gray Fullbuster couldn't help but smirk at his old friend. He could see his friends at the back waiting for Mira as she served them their favourite dishes. Of all his friends in FairyTai, Natsu was the person who influenced him the most. But of course he'll never tell him that. "For saving me," he answered.

Natsu did not bat an eye; his mouth wide open. Gray took the silence as a sign for him to continue, "I never did properly thank you," Gray closed his eyes as memories flashed inside his head of the times Nasu had saved him. "I just thought now is the perf – " Gray stopped.

Natsu was not there anymore.

"NATSU DRAGNEEL!" The Ice mage screamed. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

Happy was chuckling at the scene that was unfolding right before his eyes. Gray stared at the Exceed with eyes that were ready to kill. The flying cat gulped and pointed his paw towards the table where Natsu was.

"Lucy, Help me! Call Hologirum now!" The Dragon slayer pleaded. "I need to hide fast! Gray has been acting wei – "

"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, FLAME BRAIN?" Gray jumped on the wooden table. Hands in position, ready to attack with his Ice Creation magic.

"Oh My Mavis! Here he is now Luce!" Natsu ran in a zigzag manner, causing tables to topple down. Not noticing where he was heading to, he bumped into a person causing the cake the person was holding to fall flat on the floor.

The aura suddenly changed.

"NATSU DRAGNEEL! GRAY FULLBUSTER!" Erza roared, equipping to her Heaven's Wheel Armour. "YOU REALLY DID IT THIS TIME!"

The duo gulped as a hundred swords were hovering right directly their throats. "It's your entire fault, Flame brain!" Gray roared in a low whisper.

"ME? You were the one who was acting so weird!" Natsu complained.

The Ice Creation Mage was about to retort when he saw a figure running towards their direction. "DON'T YOU HURT MY GRAY-SAMA!" Juvia was in the picture.

Before anyone could respod, Juvia immediately took the initiative. "Water Slice!" The Water Mage called out, her attack was aiming for Erza, in hopes of saving her Gray-Sama.

The Titania, being unprepared for the surprise attack, flinched, causing hundreds of swords to fall into different directions. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING JUV -" Erza was unable to finish her sentence.

"A MAN DOES NOT STAND AROUND AND DO NOTHING!" Elfman declared, jumping into action.

Lucy was hiding behind the counter with Happy and Wendy, safe and sound. Although she could hear the ruckus that was just meters away from her, she couldn't help but smile.

This is her home.

This is FairyTail.

A knock echoed the guild and caused everyone to stop what they were doing. The guild usually has visitors but they don't knock much often, they would just barge in without any warning. Everyone was staring at the door, wondering who the outsider was. But everyone was too startled to move.

Makarov stood up and sighed at his children. He opened the door and found a face he was not familiar of.

She was tall, her hair was bright orange that went down to her shoulders and had beautiful cerulean eyes. "Who might this lovely lady be?" Makarov said, looking up. He couldn't help but notice the belt that was on her waist had small round balls with the colour red and white in tandem.

"I'm Misty."