So someone questioned how exactly I was going to put myself in Earthland without any sort pf magic or power. The point of this fanfiction is to see the battles of Fairies and mages from a weak person's perspective; from someone who can only watch helplessly. I'll have my moments, that's for sure. But for now, all I can do is give them moral support.

If you expected me to become overpowered in some point, though I'm quite flattered (even if it wasn't your intention to compliment me ;D), that would ruin the theme of this particular fanfic. If this isn't your type of story, I'd highly suggest you turn away. Otherwise, enjoy.


Try to look at your weakness and convert it into your strength. That's success.

- Zig Ziglar


Weakness is not absence of strength. Weaknesses are consequences of strength. When a boy has no strength from the start, will he develop weaknesses he never knew he had? Or will he stay without strength?

I'm thrown into a world where I'm face to face with magic, mages and people who could kill me within a blink of an eye. Let's continue reading and see how I fare with this new environment.


Weak, He Proclaims
First Chapter
At Fairy Tail's Door


Flicking her pink hair with her wrinkled fingers, Porlyusica stared at the young man's figure covered by his clothes and blankets in curiosity. He had appeared out of nowhere, spouted nonsense, spewed blood and fell unconscious in front of her feet. If she was anybody else, he would've been as good as dead with injuries and serious as his.

Fortunately for the man's life, Porlyusica was anything but normal. She lived in isolation (although she admittedly kept in contact with Makarov) AND she practiced in the arts of healing magic. She's healed countless people - this young man would only become one of many the healer's treated.

The pink-haired woman was curious about one thing, though. Who was this man? He was one out of millions of people in Fiore and the world, sure. He may or may not become a stranger to Porlyusica even after she has healed him. But even if those facts proved to be right, Porlyusica couldn't help but wonder why on earth he was here, or who he was in the first place.

Now that her house was bathed in the light of the sun, she had a clear view of the boy's face. He had tanned skinned that made it obvious that he was a tone darker than the rest, probably comparable to that Cana's own skin. He looked as if his eyes were much more smaller than normal. Maybe it was the genes he had inherited.

Black, slick hair was neatly swept to the right even after all the tossing and turning the boy's done in her bed. His jawline was slightly chiselled but more or less a bit round with a small dab of baby fat on his cheeks. His lips were turned into frown as if it was a natural thing to do. His eyebrows were slightly bushier than what she'd expect them to be.

If she had to take an uneducated guess, she would say he was roughly eighteen. She wasn't too sure, but he was growing a bit of a goatee and if you squinted hard enough you could see a mustache growing.

She heard a small groan soon emit from the man's mouth, so she kept her eyes glued on his slowly rising position. The man rubbed his still blinking eyes and proceeded to turn his head to the right, then to the left.

"Where am I?" He said it so softly that it was nearly inaudible but Porlyusica managed to catch his question anyway.

Even if she managed to do so, the healer wanted the man to regain his senses so that when she struck a conversation with him, he would without a doubt be paying full attention to her. Nothing irritated her more than a patient who couldn't understand what she was saying.

The man soon rested his eyes on the pink-haired woman sat in a chair who was roughly two meters away from him. He hesitated, and squinted his eyes to see if he was seeing things correctly.

"You're..." He brought a hand towards his mouth and covered a yawn with a closed fist. It was nice for Porlyusica to know that even when he hasn't fully grasped the situation, he at least had manners. "The woman from last night."

Porlyusica didn't nod, yet she responded calmly, "Yes, you're correct."

"And, uh..." He rubbed his head in a daze as his eyes swallowed in the rest of her house. "I'm guessing that this is your house?"

"Yes. Correct once again, young man." Porlyusica's reply was similar to her previous one, the same expressions still plastered on her face.

The boy held his head in his hands for a few seconds, before he gasped, then sighed with an unreadable expression on his face. "So that's how it is..."

The pink headed healer let the man ramble on about his thoughts. Even she admitted he wasn't to blame for acting strangely; he had appeared out of nowhere perfectly fine and in the next breath almost bleeding to death.

"Is this a tree?"

...

Porlyusica raised an eyebrow at his out-of-the-blue question. "Excuse me?"

Another sigh was executed by the young man before he turned his face to the right and looked straight into her eyes with his own raised eyebrow. To Porlyusica, it was slightly hard to tell if his eyes were either an extremely dark brown or completely black. "Is your house a treehouse? Forgive me if that sounded like a weird question."

Now that she wasn't so startled (although she was certainly surprised at his ability to ask random questions), the pink-haired woman nodded. "You are correct... though I'm curious as to how you managed to find that out."

"Ah. Well, for starters..." The young man pointed at the walls of the healer's house. "That looks like the skin of a tree with moss covering the majority of it."

The pink headed healer rolled her eyes at his inaccurate statement. "I think you mean the bark."

"Skin of the tree, bark. Same thing." The man replied, making the elderly woman's eye twitch in annoyance. He may have manners, but he was too straightforward at times. "Besides, I know this simply 'cause I'm awesome."

"...right." Her reply was lame, but it was to be expected. This man's logic was certainly flawed.

"Oh, woops. Where are my manners?"

Much to her surprise, the man shifted his feet off towards the side of the bed and stood up quite quickly. With his injuries in mind, she was worried that they may reopen. "Don't-!"

"My name. Well, I suppose I can give you that on a later date." He said without a stutter or change in beat. "But thank you for healing me and taking care of my body. I would've died if it weren't for you."

"..." Porlyusica looked at the boy's figure warily. He shouldn't be standing, much less be talking right now. "I think it's best if you sit down for a minute, young man."

The man's eyebrow rose once more. If Porlyusica would describe the man in one word, it would be reserved. "If you're worried about my physical state, I'm fine."

"No, you're not!" Porlyusica responded with a loud tone. "Your injuries might reopen if you don't rest enough!"

His raised eyebrow still intact, he looked down, pulled his shirt upwards and proceeded to punch it with a lot of force.

"What..." She was utterly speechless. Who in their right mind would do such a thing?!

"Nope. Not a thing." The tanned boy shrugged and pulled his shirt back down. "I guess I really am healed, huh?"

Porlyusica waited for a few second, fully expecting the boy to keel over in pain or spew out blood. To her never ending surprise, neither happened.

The healer took a few breaths to calm her mind down before she replied. "Y-Yes, that does seem to be the case. But what if you actually succeeded in opening your injuries?"

The boy's eyebrow rose again at her statement. If anything, this man had few reactions to many things. "Well, I didn't succeed in opening my injuries, so I'm not really focusing on that part y'know?"

"You're insane..." Porlyusica responded, her face looking at his own in disbelief.

"Trust me when I say this, but I should technically be dead right now." He shrugged once again, seemingly giving no care to her response. "Going insane? That's the least of my problems."

As she sighed, the woman couldn't think of anything to respond asides from what she would usually say to a fully healed person. "If that's the case, then you can leave."

The man looked a bit shocked. Maybe even flustered at the sudden statement. Why would she kick him out so quickly? "Excuse me?"

The pink haired woman looked at his confused eyes. "I said you can leave. You're fully healed, so I don't need to care about you anymore."

"What if I told you that you were the Edolas counterpart of the Sky Dragon in Earthland, Grandeeney?"

Something snapped in Porlyusica. It was so sudden, that it forced her body to spring upwards quite quickly. With her now standing figure, she stared into the man's eyes in horror, mixed emotions swirling in her pupils. "What did you say? How do you know that?!"

"I know many things, dear Porlyusica." The boy replied with a calm stare, his eyes never wavering, his tone never faltering. His gaze was confident, his back was straight in preparation for something big. "You are a healer, and you were previously affiliated with Fairy Tail. Even then, you were it's Medicinal Advisor. You were in a team with young Makarov, Yajima, Rob, Goldmine and Bob, the latter two soon becoming guild masters to both Quatro Cerberus and Blue Pegasus respectively."

With fear in her eyes and disbelief evident in her shaking figure, the healer could only listen to more of what he has to say. "You became so fascinated in Earthland that you refused to return to your birth home Edolas. You hate humans, despite the fact that you are human yourself. You hate fighting, and gave Erza Scarlet an artificial eye when she was roughly twelve, and healed Gray Fullbuster when he was around the same age.

"If I must continue..." He chuckled a little bit. It wasn't hostile at all, but Porlyusica knew he was hiding even more. She knew that he knew much more than just that. "I'd sooner or later be stating Fairy Tail's own future."

She was speechless. In extreme disbelief. He had stated her life in less than a few minutes, and he seems completely calm about it. He knew that she was a Sky Dragon's counterpart, that she was born into Edolas. He even knew that she never wants to return to Edolas ever again.

How did he know so much? Where did he get all of this information?

"You're probably thinking about how I know so much about, well, you and Fairy Tail." The boy shrugged, his eyes looking upwards in thought. He was deciding his next words. "All I can say is this - I know secrets I shouldn't and you've healed me. I think we can make a deal out of this."

"A... deal?" Porlyusica's voice was hard to register. It was so quiet, dulled by her shock and surprise.

In this instance, it didn't matter if she had said anything or not. The boy nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes. A deal."

"What sort of deal?" Porlyusica was now regretting the fact of healing this man. He knew her secrets and if he was to ever expose them, God knows what will happen after that. With that in mind, she was now extremely cautious around the man.

With a deep breath, the boy slowly knelt to one knee and brought his elbow to rest on the other, his head hung low. His breathing seemed to slow down even further as his eyes were hidden by his hair.

The pink haired woman was too shocked to register his actions quickly enough. First, he stumbles out of nowhere and spews blood all over the floor. Second, he punches his stomach with the risk of reopening his injuries and later on shrugs it off as if it was nothing. He then proceeds to say every secret she'd been hiding from everybody else without a care for the world. And now he's kneeling before her with a sort of depressed aura wrapping around his body.

Who was this man?

"I'm completely foreign to this place, this world, to this... dimension." The boy said clearly and loudly, though he still didn't show his face to Porlyusica. "I've yet to understand the cultures this world has to offer, and the traditions of this place. Basically, I have nooooo idea where I am. And we both have what the other wants, so this deal shouldn't be much of a problem, right? All I need is help on how this world works, and the laws and rules."

His words weren't convincing, but his information was. He said his intentions clearly, and now it was Porlyusica's turn to announce her own. Should she help him? Throw him out? Pretend he never existed in the first place?

The only viable option to her right now was to help him. She still didn't trust him, so letting him out was to dangerous on her side. After much thought, the elderly woman gave a small sigh and hoped that she wouldn't regret her choice in the future.

"I'll help you."

"Wha- seriously?" The man looked up as his face showed the disbelief he held at her answer.

"On one condition."

"...not surprised." Was all he grumbled as he looked back down towards the floor. "Go ahead and name it."

Porlyusica took a slightly larger breath than she would normally before she said, "Don't say a word about the secrets you know, and answer every single question I ask you."

She didn't receive a response straight away. Instead, she got what most people would call the 'silent treatment', though she had no idea why he'd do such a thing.

For confirmation, she prompted the man. "Are we clear?"

"Let me just say that, technically, that's two conditions." The man sighed.

Porlyusica couldn't help but sigh herself. This was going to take a while.


Fairy Tail's Door
===I===


Well. That was something.

I guess you could say I'm remembering the weird conversation I had with the old woman a couple of days ago. One week, if I remembered correctly. Huh, it's felt like forever.

Oh, plus I realized the fact that I was now wearing some pretty badass clothing after I woke up, so thank whoever the hell gave me these. The coat's surprisingly comfortable too, considering that it's mostly made out of some material I can't be bothered looking into.

Ah, who cares. One fond memory I have about our conversations was when she asked for my age. It was a neutral question, so I just shrugged and answered her truthfully. She seemed really surprised that I was fifteen. When I asked her how old she thought I was, she replied with a solid eighteen.

I don't know. I've met more than a few people that thought I was eighteen or even older, so either puberty hit me like a truck or I'm just a natural badass.

I had to fake my name when she asked for that one. Yeeeep, not exactly my most fond moment. Lying's normally something I'd hate doing but when you're thrown into a world full of people who had eyes on the back of your head twenty-four seven, I think it's best to hide your identity for as long as you could.

Besides, I'm technically not meant to be here. This world was a calm ocean, and I'm a single drop of water that dripped onto the surface. If there's nothing in the way of my arrival, the ripples are just going to gradually increase until they turn into even bigger ripples, then waves, then water that reached heights nobody could ever imagine.

Basically, my whole existence is a problem. I've watched the anime Fairy Tail before, and I'm sure not everything will be the same now that I'm here. Now the only problem was-

"Himitsu-san."

Like I said before, I had to fake my name. So, I decided to use a name I had discovered when I was still alive on my home planet.

All I did really though was go to Google Translate and type in 'secret' and 'knowledge'. It was an idea for a new fanfiction I was planning to write. I have a feeling this is probably the wrong way of saying it, but my name's pretty much 'secret knowledge', or 'Himitsu Chishiki'.

Seeing as that's now my name in this dimension or 'anime', I may as well act like that's my name. I sighed and turned to my right and looked into the eyes of the shorter, but older, woman. "Yes, Porlyusica?"

After that tense conversation I had with Porlyusica, it struck to me that even if the anime showed that they all spoke Japanese, in reality their native tongue was English. It's still weird though, since they still used Japanese honorifics such as 'san' or 'sama'.

She didn't seem too bothered when I addressed her name without an honorific though. If anything, she was just... not bothered. Kinda reminded me of how I brush off the small things sometimes.

"It's been a week since you've arrived here, and honestly I think you've come to learn a lot about this world." Porlyusica said with a small huff. "If anything, I think you're ready for the outside."

Yeah, I told her how I wasn't from this world too. When she asked me how I came into this world, I only shrugged and said 'I just fell from a tree'.

It was actually pretty fucking funny when she tried to accept my answer. Keyword 'tried'. I nearly laughed my ass off when she looked really confused.

But that's besides the point. I nodded, snapping myself out of my thoughts and showing the elderly woman my concurrence with her statement. "True, true. And besides, this world's way of earning money is not as hard as my world's."

Seriously, though. You didn't have to have any experience in the job, and you're already hired? They're either desperate or this world's just much more easier-going than mine.

"I'm just making sure about one thing." Porlyusica noted, which grabbed my attention pretty easily. She probably got the fact that I was giving her my full attention, so she continued. "While your world sounds harder to live in than ours, this world isn't kind either. You'll find new things you've never seen before, and not all new things are good."

"I know, I know." I sighed through my nose. At this point, I was probably going to become a normal civilian. If I remembered correctly, there was actually only a small percentage of people that could wield magic so it was completely normal if you couldn't become a mage.

Find a normal girl, get a normal job, live a normal life. It actually didn't sound too bad in all honesty. At least I wouldn't have to deal with any more trouble than I already have.

"I'll swear on my name that I'll be safe, don't worry about that." Even if my name was fake. "If you want, we could make this into a deal."

"...continue." The pink headed woman prompted me to keep going. "I have a feeling that's not all to the deal."

"You got me." I couldn't help but grin. It was funny to see how cautious she was around me when it came to making deals. I guess this one's no different. "Since I don't have any magic, I'll become a normal civilian and stay out of all mages' ways. In return, I won't get hurt and you won't have to heal me again."

It was Porlyusica's turn to shrug. "I'm going to kick you out of here anyway. There's no point in making such a pointless deal like that."

"Wow. You wound my aching, breaking heart Porlyusica."

Yup. Seeing my victims sigh in defeat from my annoyance made me satisfied. Sue me if I'm sadistic in my own, special way. It was fun.

And if we're not going to see each other again, I may as well annoy the shit out of her while I'm at it.

After a while, the healer turned back to me and told me something really weird. "If we're making this stupid deal, I may as well make one condition."

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow with the best damn poker face I could do. I wasn't known as a guy with the least facial expressions out of my family for nothing. "One condition? I heard that as 'two'."

"Oh, shut up." Porlyusica rolled her eyes. I couldn't really tell if her eye was twitching or not since I moved my head away to snicker into my hand. "A serious condition, at that."

"Sorry, not sorry." I chuckled. "Alright. What's this serious condition?"

She gave me this really weird smirk that seemed to piss me off for no damn reason. After a while, she said, "I want you to join Fairy Tail."

...

...

...what?

"Huh?"

There was no way I could've sounded any more retarded.

Her smirk only became more evident by the second. "You heard me. Join Fairy Tail, and the deal's on."

What. The. Hell.

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. It was just so, so... absurd! "The fuck?! I thought we made a deal-!"

"Oh, we made a deal alright." That fucking dirty smirk. Damn that old hag, she's just playing with me! "Just don't interfere with their business and you'll be fine."

"..." I nearly puked at the thought. Those thoughts of having a normal life, girl, job - all of those just flew out the window. None of those were ever gonna happen if Fairy Tail's involved. "You're kidding, right? I'll be right next to them! How can I not mind their business when I'm gonna get forced to become friends with them?! If anything, they're gonna drag me into it themselves!"

"That's simple. Tell them you're so weak, you can't even throw a proper punch."

Alright, woman, I may look like some stupid kid who can't count up to four, but I have pride. I freakin' learnt Tae-Kwon Do for five years until I had to stop that to become a national swimmer. I'm pretty sure I can at least throw a punch hard enough to make a civilian wince in pain. Or crawl to the ground. Either one works.

But still. Think rationally man, just think rationally. She doesn't have to know that. She doesn't have know that you actually know how to fight (though just a little bit better than a civilian) and she'd probably never get knowledge to that. So, just let your pride get bruised.

Seriously though, it's hard enough not to protest against that. Acting it out, I give a somewhat embarrassed face and looked away. "Guh... r-right. Let's go with that... But how would accept me, even if I'm physically weak and if I don't have any magic?"

The veteran healer blinked at the words I gave her until she gave a small smile, her eyes wandering out and beyond the window that trapped the air in the tree house. Yup, she fell for my act. Thank God. " 'To join Fairy Tail, all you need is yourself and a spirit for adventure.' " After saying those words, Porlyusica turned to face me again. "Makarov said this a few times, a long time ago. There's more than just one reason why I'm sending you there."

I pondered on those words. Did he really say that? I've only watched up to episode seventy of the anime, but I can't remember him saying that at all.

Ah, whatever. Now wasn't the best time to think about anime, to mix reality with pixelated colours. Things should be a little different, now that I'm here.

I shoved my hands into my trench coat's pocket. Holy shit, you won't believe how right this coat feels for me. It's like the ones who made it examined every single part of my body and just... measured... everything...

...yeah, let's cut that last bit of thought right there.

"Alright... I'll join Fairy Tail." I replied, still uneasy about this whole situation. I probably should be at least a little excited for this, but I never wanted to mess with the main story. Everything should be kept canon or else if I'm there, the guild's definitely going to have a hard time keeping up with all the new challenges.

I looked towards the ground with a confused smile on my face. Dammit, now I seriously don't know what to think. "I'll just be there for... 'moral support'. Yeah, that's it. 'Moral support'..."

A small 'yaaaaaay' escaped my mouth and obviously in the most sarcastic tone I could muster.

With a small sigh, Porlyusica rolled her eyes and grabbed her broom. She then proceeded to wave it at me in a pretty damn dangerous way. "Now, shoo! I still hate humans, and I don't care if I'm one myself. You've got a world to explore!"

"Right, right." I gave my own sigh of either despair or one that clearly said 'I give up'. Facing Fairy Tail face to face won't be easy, but at least one person's supporting me.

Or at least, I think she is. Probably not, since I'm a human or some shit.

I walked a few steps forward out the door, than I turned and smirked at Porlyusica. She hasn't closed the door yet, and I'm actually internally surprised at that. But I didn't show that. "Porlyusica."

She looked kind of annoyed, like she wanted me to be gone already. What a bitch. "What?"

"Thanks."

I knew she was not the type to receive compliments so easily, so I sprinted as fast as I could away from the treehouse and following the path that would... lead me to somewhere. Don't know where, but I guess we'll see where I get to.

Now, I'm not the best when it comes to hearing things people can't. If anything, I probably have the worst hearing out of my whole family asides from my father, but I could've sworn I heard some woman grumble 'brat' underneath her breath.

It was probably Porlyusica. I couldn't help but grin.


Fairy Tail's Door
===II===


Himitsu sighed through his nose. Join Fairy Tail? That's complete bullshit in his opinion. He was here to make a living in a new dimension, not become some run down mage in some really well known guild.

But he made a deal and as surprising as it sounds, Himitsu wasn't one to break deals so easily. If he could see the ending result to the deal and if he liked it, he'd pursue into it. That's only if he ever makes a deal, though.

He's made one now though and even if he doesn't like where it's going, he'll still follow through with this one. Come on, he may as well make an exception for a deal like this; he's in a different dimension, for Pete's sake.

Now that he's in the wide, open town of Magnolia, the black haired teen noticed that his visual sight was very good for some strange reason. Normally, Himitsu would have to use his eyeglasses to be able to see things from afar but even when they're off, nothing's blurry. Everything was clear, which proved to be a mystery for Himitsu.

He concluded that it was either the excess amount of magic flowing in this world or it was simply a miracle that he'd never be able to figure out. Whatever, so long as he could see clearly, he was content.

So if his eyesight was still horrible, that huge building in the corner of his eye would be nothing but a white blob. However, now that his sight's clear, he could clearly see and recognise the towering building.

Fairy Tail.

Hoo boy. Himitsu was not ready for this.

He really wanted to go in and see all his favourite characters in the anime face to face but all the same, he really didn't want to go in and do anything.

Well, he was going to do it, whether he liked it or not. If that's the case, he may as well go in with style-

Himitsu could've sworn his mind exploded at the brilliant idea that he had just generated.

Why doesn't he just go and buy a face mask?!

That's splendid! Amazing! Truly fascinating! Even Himitsu was surprised of the life changing idea. For some odd reason, Himitsu had taken a liking into hiding many things about himself. He hid things from his family (and some of those things should stay hidden, that's for sure), secrets from his friends, opinions about his companions.

If that was the case, why not take it a step further and hide his face? The teenager could definitely get behind that thought. Maybe he wasn't as retarded as he originally thought he was.

Funnily enough, plot convenience and boom, he had passed by a ninja clothing store just a few blocks back. A ninja clothing store, out of all things. Considering the fact that Magnolia was a fishing town, a store like that looked out of place.

Himitsu stopped mid-step, not realizing that he had been walking towards God knows where for the past minute or so. Wait. Was this a fishing town? He'd be surprised if it wasn't, seeing as the whole town resides besides a huge body of water.

Whatever. And for another plot convenience trick, boom, a two wads of Jewel notes just sitting in his pocket. Either he was really lucky or that weird supernatural being he had talked to when he was dead really liked him.

If he remembered correctly, one hundred jewels was approximately one USD. Or around 1.20 NZD. Himitsu lived in New Zealand before, so comparing those three currencies weren't uncommon.

Just to make sure that was he correct, Himitsu proceeded to turn back around and walk back to the ninja clothing store. Not bothering to read the sign above the entrance, Himitsu promptly entered the store.

"Hello!"

Blinking at the new voice, the tanned teen turned to his left and saw a rather cute girl sitting by the counter and giving him a beaming smile. She looked to be around a year older than he was, possibly a little older. Not wanting to be rude, Himitsu gave her a small smile. "Hey there. I don't want to be rude, but I'll be wandering through this store and seeing if it has anything that interests me."

The girl shook her head at his passive statement. "No, it's alright! If you have anything that interests you, please come to me for help!"

"I appreciate the offer." Himitsu's voice sounded low, lower than before as he turned away. "I'll be sure to take up on your offer when the time comes."

Not wanting to look at the cute girl's curious stare, the teen walked a little quickly through the small shelves until he was out of sight. Once he knew he wasn't visible, he sighed and palmed his face.

He was an idiot and he knew it. One thing Himitsu wasn't proud of was his skills in socializing with other people. He was known for acting strangely around other people, and he wasn't proud of it. Voice randomly going high or low (you can blame puberty for that), suddenly turning away in the middle of a conversation, not responding when he needed to. He was more of an online geek.

Shaking his head, Himitsu looked upward and- man, plot convenience must really love him today. The masks he were looking for were right in front of him, black and made out of... cloth. Cotton, wool, he would never know what exactly this stuff was made out of.

He slowly took one and unfolded it before settling it softly against his face. Kami, it was perfect! He'd probably need to buy another one soon considering that he was a growing boy but that wouldn't matter. He had quite a bit of money anyway.

He grabbed it and walked towards the counter with caution. Once he had the girl's attention, he proceeded to walk towards her and tried to adopt the most apologetic look he could muster while dropping the mask onto the counter. "Forgive me if I seemed a bit rude before. I have something and I'd like to buy it please."

"Oh, don't worry about it." The girl grabbed the mask with her own assuring smile. "I know people who are more rude than you are. You're just a slightly weird looking stranger, that's all."

One other thing Himitsu noted about this world; everybody he has met are extremely straightforward and blunt. That's only counting two people, but hey - everybody was everybody.

Himitsu sighed a bit. "R-Right..."

The girl seemed to giggle at his downcast expression. "That'll be seven hundred jewels, please!"

The black cloaked teen nodded and slipped his hand into his pocket, slowly pulling out a single note from one of the huge wads of Jewels. After successfully doing so, he looked down and saw a big '1000' on the front.

"Just the right amount in one note." Himitsu gave her a small smile as well as giving her the note. "Here you go."

"Thank you!" The girl hummed and quickly pulled out one two hundred note and another one hundred note before handing it to the teen. "And by the way, just because you look weird, it doesn't mean that you're not attractive."

That was way too straightforward for Himitsu's liking. If he had a drink, he would be spitting it out right now in shock. Cry your name in spanish and dunk a sandwich in a bin, that was hella blunt!

Plus, him, attractive? He's had no one call him that before (asides from flirty girls online), so this was definitely a first.

"H-Huh... is that so?" Himitsu wiped his mouth as if he had already spat out a drink, probably trying to hide the rising heat in his face. Taking the notes from the girl slowly, he eyed her figure with an embarrassed expression. "That was... unexpected of you."

She laughed a bit before shaking her head. "I'm known in my family for being unexpected. And besides, I'm just saying the thoughts of many girls that you'll meet."

Alright, Himitsu's concluded: she's the playful type. Damn, he's not the most comfortable around girls that act like these. Feeling his face heat up even more, he unconsciously gave a small scowl at himself for showing his embarrassment so easily and turned to the entrance. "Thank you for the mask."

"Come again!"

"..." Himitsu bit his bottom lip with a small sigh through his nose. "That may or may not happen."


Fairy Tail's Door
===III===


That chick was way too 'fun' to be around with for my liking. I just had to go. Seriously, her straightforwardness reminded me of Natsu in the anime when he was in a fight, or Erza when she asked a question without a single thought.

Whatever. I just put my mask on and man, it felt itchy. I'm sure I'll get used to it. I went into another store just to check myself out in their mirror before leaving it quickly. The stares I got were funny but a bit uncomfortable, that's for sure.

Well. Here we are. Fairy Tail.

Mind you, I'm only here for 'moral support'. Yep. Definitely. Nothing else.

*sigh* Seriously, that am I doing? I know this was part of the deal, but... damn. I never actually expected to join Fairy Tail, out of all things.

Yeah, I've read multiple crossovers and fanfictions about the main character always joining Fairy Tail. Like OC's, self-inserts and even other anime characters.

Who knew I'd do the same? Problem was that those guys had power to change their fate, power to do whatever they felt was right. I don't have that. I'm just a normal civilian with an abnormal imagination, and now I'm just gonna join a guild which only has the best of the best mages in all of Magnolia, if not all of Fiore?

Speaking of the guild, the building for it was... hmm. Small. It was big, sure, but it wasn't... big. Like, after-Phantom-totally-destroyed-it big. So, I was either way back where Natsu was pretty much a toddler or Fairy Tail's canon story has just started.

Or right before Phantom attacked. Sheesh, my timing was horrible.

Oh well. If I can't change fate, I may as well just screw it. Screw fate, and just accept whatever the hell was thrown at you.

"I hate to say it, Fairy Tail, but... you're gonna get one weak-as-hell member joining your crew."

If anyone asks, I'll just say that old pink haired hag told me to.

Slowly, I walk towards the door and pushed the door with my palms.


Fairy Tail's Door
===End===


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