As far as I know, this is the first fanfic ever of the crackship Mest x Cana (Mescana)

I came up with this ship in a skype chat with missyplatina and it inspired me to start writing fanfiction!

I hope more people will see the possibilities of this ship ^-^

Thanks missyplatina for correcting my English!

This is my first fanfic ever so reviews are appreciated :)

"Who will be our seventh guildmaster?"

Those words might as well have been a whistle signal to start a free fight match.

Elfman hit Natsu's left jawbone with his huge fist before the dragonslayer could even turn to him. Natsu retaliated by hitting him back twice as hard, which caused Elfman to be sent flying, taking a shirtless Gray along with him.

Max, Jet, and Droy, not willing to just sit back and watch others fight for the title, decided to jump into the brawl as well.

Cana looked around and her attention was caught by a familiar warm light that appeared not far from where Lucy was standing; Loke had opened his gate by himself again. Lucy squealed, ''Loke! What are you even thinking?! You scare the crap out of me every time you do that!'' Cana found herself staring at him.

She sure had missed having the flirty, orange haired man around. Ever since he had become Lucy's spirit he hasn't shown up in the guild in his human form often. He had always been a good friend of hers and above all; one would never hear her complain about handsome male company.

Their eyes met and Cana knew what he was up to; joining the fight. She smirked and decided she would join in as well, what did she have to lose? She launched some attacks with her cards on Max and Droy and for a moment that feeling was back. She hadn't been using magic for a long time and unleashing it at almost full power made her heart double its beat. She felt new energy flowing through her veins and she couldn't hold back a maniac laugh.

After she hit a few more fellow guild members, she decided to take a rest. Using up so much magic after not using it for a while was very exhausting.

She sat down on a bench, crossed her legs, folded her arms, and leaned back. Cana looked at the scene and sighed; some things will never change.

Even though everybody was back, the group didn't feel complete, perhaps because of the absence of the ThunderGod tribe fawning over Laxus, who was nowhere to be found either, or was it her father who she hadn't heard from for over a year? Probably not considering Gildarts has been gone on long jobs so many times that she has gotten used to it, even after their emotional reunion on Tenrou Island.

She would never admit it, but she has been feeling lonely ever since the guild had disbanded. Fairy Tail has been her home since her mother died and she never thought it would ever come to an end.

But it did.

She had to move into a cheap apartment in the suburbs of Magnolia. She tried to contact her friends in Quarto Cerberus but, alas, their guild is male-only, so joining them wouldn't be an option.

She has been heartbroken and mad at Gramps. How could he just break up the guild right after such a horrible battle against the Underworld itself? At a time they all needed each other the most, he just drove them apart by taking away their only home.

But even after all he did, she still was worrying about him. Nobody has heard anything from him since...

She found herself drifting off in her thoughts and came back to reality by the sound of wood being crushed to splinters just a few feet from her. ''This fight is getting out of hand," she murmured to herself. ''Now the guildhall will be destructed before it has been rebuild.''

Levy was sitting behind her desk not far from Cana. She could hear the rushed scribbling of the Solid Script mage on the paper that was in front of her. How could she even focus with all that noise?

The blue haired girl suddenly stood up and placed her hands on the desk, "Listen up guys!'' Levy tried to shout over the noise of her fellow guild members. ''I am almost done with the paperwork that is needed to revive the guild and make it official by the magic council. All I need to know is who is going to be the new guildmaster!"

"Yes, we know, Shrimp!'' Gajeel gruffly yelled. ''What d'ya think we are all fightin' about?"

Levy's cheeks oddly turned red in an instant.

''Something must have happened between those two in the last 12 months,'' Cana thought devilishly, grinning at the thought of mocking the iron dragonslayer about this. ''Levy and Gajeel had been colleagues at the council for Mavis' sake.''

Right. The council. They had to be replaced after the entire previous members had been blown up by Tartaros. Except for Doranbolt, who had helped them in the fight and saved Wendy again.

Come to think of it, what happened to him? Neither Levy nor Gajeel had mentioned him still being a member of the council. Had he quit his job? He lost his colleague and best friend after all, that must have been rough...

"Get back to work!" a solid, threatening female voice barked.

In an instant everyone got quiet. Everybody seemed to freeze, because they all knew what the consequences would be if they even dared to move one more muscle.

Levy cleared her throat and said, "I guess it's settled then; our seventh guildmaster will be Erza Scarlet!"

"WHAT?!" everybody exclaimed in jaw dropping disbelief. ''ERZA?!''

Even though the guys were upset about not being able to end the fight with a winner, they obediently accepted Levy's decision because nobody would ever dare to pick a fight with Erza.

"They couldn't have chosen a better guildmaster than you," a low voice called out of nowhere.
Everybody turned their heads towards the direction the foreign voice had come from.

A tall man with raven black, messy hair and dark grey eyes stood at the place where once the guild hall entrance had been. He was wearing odd clothing; baggy trousers and a sleeveless vest that revealed his broad shoulders.

Something seemed familiar about him, maybe his hair or was it his eyes? Whatever it was, it definitely was not the crimson Fairy Tail guildmark on his left upper arm.

A new member? Cana was sure she knew him, but somehow her brain was stuck. It was like there was some kind thick fog coating her memory, like a locked door that wouldn't let her retrieve any kind of information on the man in front of her.

"Who the heck are you?" Natsu exclaimed, "Tell us who you are or I will—OUCH!" He flinched, whirling around to give Lucy a look of disdain since she had hit him on the back of his head.

Lucy countered his annoyed expression with a scowl of her own as she chided, "You are not in a fight anymore! Don't be such a rude idiot!"

The unknown person unfolded his arms and stared at the ground below him. "I have been waiting for all of you to get together here again. The time has finally come"

''He has been waiting for us?''

''The time has come?''

The whispers spread through the group. What was this man even talking about? Everybody was confused by the sudden arrival of this stranger, who seemed to be sputtering nonsense. but was he really a stranger?

He lifted his head and the moment their eyes met, Cana suddenly realised; the low voice, those grey, sad eyes, and the huge scar that crossed the right side of his face…

The locked door in her mind flung open; this man was none other than Doranbolt.

No wonder nobody could recognise him, his hair has grown longer and his clothes were totally different than the outfits he wore as a council member.

But why did he have a guildmark? What was he doing here?

''The only ones that could save master Makarov are you guys."