This is focused on the shipping between GajeelxLevy and NaLu. I might finish this I might not depends how I feel or if I get inspiration. Don't own FT and I don't really like the name but got nothing else, so yeah enjoy.
Finally the train had arrived. Almost as quickly as he had weakened, Natsu exploded with energy and was off the train faster than a lightning bolt. Gajeel was also eager to get up, since noticing his position.
"Are you feeling better Gajeel?" the small Levy asked innocently. Gajeel bashfully replied with a typical gruff, mumbling a 'yeah'.
Once all the wizards had exited the train they took in the state of the village.
It was an average looking village, there wasn't much town decor like flowers or statues occupying the space. There were mainly wooden built houses small doors and windows, nothing too fancy. There was barely any grass growing on the path the troupe walked on. It was quiet in this little village.
"Where is everyone?" Lucy asked.
"Maybe their sleeping." Happy answered, scanning the village from a higher point of view along with Panther Lily.
"I really doubt that Happy."
"Is that where the client is?" Levy pointed towards a particular bigger wooden house at the end of the road.
"Looks like it." Erza confirmed as the team approached the building.
"The client is said to be the mayor of this village, so be on your best behaviour, i'm talking to you two, Natsu and Gray."
"Aye!" they both quickly said, stopping immediately on their brewing fight. Being satisfied Erza lead them all into the building, only to not be able to find the mayor in the room.
Inside was darkness, not even the smallest slither was seen. So naturally being unable to see, Erza flicked on the light.
"Ahhhhh!" A small scream was heard and quickly Erza flicked them off.
"Pardon me but are you the mayor?" The red head cautiously asked. In reply was small whimpers from inside the room.
"Uhh Erza, is this the right place?" Gray whispered to Erza. Erza didn't answer the question but instead asked for the identity of the stranger.
"Wh-wh-WHO ARE YOU!" The voice suddenly shouted. Even though confused Erza kept her composer and introduced themselves as the members of Fairy Tail that have decided to take up their request.
"Request? That request, uhhh ummm" The voice trailed off back to a whimper. Gajeel finally snapped and smashed the light switch on and marched over to
where his dragon ears had pinpointed the person's voice. Under the table he found a cowering man curled up and trembling from the sight of the scary pierced man. Gajeel grabbed the collar of the protesting person under the table and easily lifted the squirming wimp out with one arm.
"Gajeel!, you can't just do that." Levy scolded.
"Well he was getting on my last nerves."
"Umm would you be the mayor by any chance?" Lucy asked dumbfounded at the coward in front of her.
The man wore a brown coat, clearly covered in dirt patches, his shirt was wrinkled, his chestnut hair not only was scruffy but needed a trim and his pants were ripped at the knees. In overall, this guy needed a bath.
With all the eyes locked on him, the man froze as if he was trying to play dead.
"Well are you?" Gray asked. Simply the man nodded, but very slightly. All being unsure, apart from Gajeel, the gang started whispering among each other.
"Is this really the mayor?"
"Yeah, I mean he seems more of a train wreak to me."
"How can he be capable of running a village if he can barely stand the light."
"Perhaps it is stress."
"He should eat more fish then, it makes me feel relaxed."
"What if its an imposter."
"Nah, his scent is all around this room, it smells weird."
"No duh he probably hasn't had a bath in days."
"Make that years."
"No matter, if he is the mayor then we must show respect towards him, we are representing Fairy Tail after all."
"Oy, I don't plan on holding this wuss forever."
The big iron dragon slayer leaned into the man dangling from his collar and asked.
"Are you really the mayor?" The same reply was given. "Your joking right, you can't even speak and your in charge."
"Thi-is is t-th-the affect of t-th-the curse." Now they were getting somewhere.
Gajeel had placed the man down in his chair behind the desk he had been hiding under, which he immediately placed himself in a crouch position, hugging his legs to himself. They all gathered round him, waiting for his explanation to begin.
"This village used to be like any other, nothing special until an outsider visited."