"Let's play and watch anime and do fun stuff! And learn Japanese!"

...i wish my childhood was like that...

SO let the story begin!

Disclaimer: nope I'm not the totally-awesome owner of FT because I'm not awesomely smart (or...perverted) like him... :D

...is awesomely even a word? O.o

Chapter 10: Vice Manager

NATSU'S POV

"Aww, he's so cute!"

"That hair... is that even a colour?"

"Lemme have him!"

"What a lovely scarf..."

"THAT'S ALL YOU NOTICED!? Oh, he's waking up."

Natsu immediately felt the bodies pressing on all sides of him move away, and he sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"Ohayo!" a girl with auburn hair purred. "You fell asleep and we were captivated by your amazing looks! You looked so cute that we just had to examine you and your adorbs hair!"

The girl fluttered her long false eyelashes and fixed her gaze on Natsu.

Natsu wasn't even paying attention. "WHY THE HECK AM IN SURROUNDED BY-(input swearing here)?!"

"Omigosh he's angry!"

"Angry hot guy..."

"What did we do?!"

Natsu blinked. "Eh, sorry, I'm not angry, just sort of annoyed."

Then he looked down. His eyes widened.

He wasn't wearing his scarf.

Fire engulfed his fist.

Annoyed? Not anymore.

Now he was angry.

"Barney!"

Barney looked up. "Huh?"

The old man was running towards him, pushing away all bystanders. "We found the pink-haired guy! You'd better come quick!"

Ten minutes later...

"Are you Natsu?" Barney said, staring at the pink-haired dude.

Natsu, the pink-haired dude, was putting his scarf around his neck. "Yeah? What is it?"

"...You beat up all these girls... WHY DID YOU BEAT UP MY FRIENDS?!" he shouted.

Natsu scowled. "You're so noisy. Shut up."

"...Huh...?" Barney was confused. Usually people were scared of him.

But this guy just insulted him. Insulted him! DID HE EVEN KNOW WHO HE WAS?

He was Barney, the Great Old Guy of Total Awesomeness. Notice the "Old" part.

Was this Natsu guy an idiot?!

"So why did you beat em up?" Barney tried again.

"Cuz they stole my scarf."

Yup. Total idiot. Who beats up a dozen girls just for a silly scarf? Barney thought incredulously.

"Y-your scarf? Seriously?" he said out loud.

"Yeah, my scarf. What about it?"

"You beat them up just for a scarf?"

Natsu's eyes flashed. For a brief second, Barney felt afraid.

"This isn't just a scarf," Natsu said in a low, dangerous voice.

He walked through the mass of girls and brushed past Barney.

When Barney finally had the strength to turn around, Natsu was gone.

"B-Barney, d-did you see his eyes?" Lola, the girl, whispered, shivering.

Barney looked down at his hand. It was shaking. He shoved his fist into his pocket so no one would see.

He turned.

"Yeah. That dude is dangerous."

Well, Natsu was dangerous, but he was a good guy, too. He was simply protecting something important. Maybe the scarf was an antique or something.

But still, Natsu was a badass. With pink hair.

Barney turned to the old man from before. "Hey man, send out word to all of our friends. Tell em to stay out of that guy's way."

Barney started walking away. Then he stopped.

"And tell them to make sure the Levy girl and the Lucy girl don't get hurt."

"Why?"

"Because that Natsu guy is a creep! If we hurt his friends... he might kill us."

Clack... Clack.

The clean tap of high heels echoed down the corridor.

Gajeel froze.

He and Lura were sneaking around the underground laboratory, winding their way toward the room of the roses.

And now someone was making their way toward them.

"What do we do?" Gajeel hissed. "If I'm caught, I'm dead!

"You got us into this. Think of something!" Lura hissed back.

"..." Gajeel whipped around, desperate for someplace to hide.

But it was too late.

The person who came around the corner was a female of average height (the high heels made her look tall though) with silky nutmeg hair curled into a bun. Her uniform read Vice Manager.

Gajeel stared. Nutmeg hair and blue eyes... sounds familiar, but I've never seen her before. Have I heard about her somewhere?

"Dangit! She's really important. We could get into big trouble," Lura whispered to Gajeel.

She spotted them and slowed to a stop. Even with her high heels, Gajeel was taller than her.

"Who are you?!" she said. She was bossy and feminine at the same time. And sorta pretty.

Gajeel was ready to dash forward and pound her face in (to hell with the consequences) when Lura stepped up.

"He's a new guy. I'm, uh, showing him around. His name is Ga - uhhh, Gastov," Lura blurted out.

"Gastov, hm?" the Vice-Manager purred, giving Gajeel a great view of her captivating blue eyes.

(Unfortunately for her, Gajeel was more pissed than "captivated").

"Yeah, Gastov," Gajeel muttered, seriously wanting to punch the girl.

"Tall, strong. Your looks aren't bad, either," she observed, smiling.

If she stares at me for another second I will pound her and run like fudge, Gajeel vowed.

Luckily for her, she withdrew.

"Alright, continue," she cooed, and walked past them.

Gajeel sighed with relief. "Finally. That fricker was getting on my nerves."

"Come on, Gastov," Lura snickered. "She's not that bad."

"Shut up, you're worse than she is. 'Gastov'?! Couldn't you have picked something nicer than that?" Gajeel muttered.

"Shut up, I'm saving your neck. Be a little thankful will you?" Lura shot back.

"Just lead me to the room already," 'Gastov' scowled.

The vice manager slipped past a corner and waited until the voices ceased.

Her heart pounded.

This can't be possible. If something happens, everything will be ruined. What should I do?!

I'll call... "him".

She pulled out a cell phone from her purse and jabbed at the buttons.

Hurry up, stupid phone!

Her forehead glistened with sweat. She pushed away a strand of nutmeg hair from her eyes.. Her bright blue eyes were staring intently at the phone, waiting for it to connect.

"Hello?" came a voice.

Finally! she thought with relief.

"Boss? It's Natasha."

A/N that was also short, but I promise I'll lengthen it next time! Plus, consider chaps 9+10 added together?