A/N Here's a request from ObseliskX! Please send in requests! Also in case you haven't seen chapter six was reuploaded and now (hopefully) sounds better. I don't own Fairy Tail.

Prompt: Genderbent! Jerza au where Jellal has to be in a situation where they're captured or taken so Erza has to play knight but then Jellal reacts badly to being saved and is cold towards Erza. Then things go south for the pair until they decide to train their magic together.

It was a calm day for Erza as he strode down the streets of Magnolia. Normally he would be training but a new armor was being released and Erza had to add it to his collection. Luckily Erza managed to snag the armor and was now on his way to the greatest café in Magnolia for a celebratory piece of strawberry cake. The café was close enough for Erza to touch it when a passing conversation piqued his interest.

"Hey Greg how much do you think we'll get for the girl?" a greasy man in his mid-thirties asked the other man right next to him. Erza couldn't help but listen with disgust as the two men continued their conversation, oblivious to the reequip mage.

"I don't know exactly George but she's got blue hair which is rare. Adding in that she's a mage and that weird face tattoo? This could be our biggest score all year!" Greg grinned lecherously and Erza's brain worked over time to think of who the girl could be. Once they mentioned a face tattoo everything clicked. 'Jellal got captured? Where was Crime Sorcière?' Erza thought to himself before turning back to the men. They were turning around a corner to enter one of Magnolia's many shady back alleys. Either the men were terribly oblivious or Erza was impeccable at hiding because Erza managed to sneak into their headquarters. If they were so bad that they didn't even lock the door to their headquarters then Erza couldn't fathom that Jellal was taken. Jellal was a powerful mage that singlehandedly brought down many dark guilds. No way would those two idiots be able to kidnap her. Erza shook the thoughts off before continuing to follow the two. Finally they reached a small room and opened the door. Erza slipped in once more before pressing up against the wall. In the center of the room was Jellal. She wasn't wearing her prized Crime Sorcière cloak. Erza knew it would be a cold day in hell that Jellal took off her cloak consensually and was extremely worried.

"Look at that! The prisoner is awake." Greg said. Jellal looked up at him calmly but her eyes hid rage. With a quick glance around the room, her eyes locked on Erza's and a fierce expression appeared on Jellal's face. She glared resentfully at Erza who was thoroughly confused by her actions.

"What's she staring at?" George asked suspiciously while edging closer to Erza. He could see Jellal click her tongue before the chains surrounding her wrists broke off. Greg raced forward to try and contain her but with a swift uppercut delivered to his jaw, Jellal was free. George tried to hit Erza but he merely sidestepped him and George ran into a wall. Once both were unconscious Jellal fixed her attention on Erza.

"Thanks for blowing my cover." Jellal said sarcastically while exiting the small room. Erza followed her into a musky office. Hanging on a coat rack near the door was Jellal's Crime Sorcière cloak and she threw it on over her outfit.

"Your cover?" Erza asked in disbelief as Jellal began rummaging through the desk drawers.

"Yeah. For three days I've pretended to be their hostage to find out where they sell prisoners to. If everything went according to plan I could have uncovered a slave trade and stopped it. Unfortunately that's not happening since you showed up. Why are you here anyways?" Jellal inquired as another drawer proved to be fruitless.

"I heard them talking about a blue haired mage with a face tattoo they kidnapped. I thought it was you so I checked it out." Erza was blushing lightly by the end of his explanation and Jellal smiled for a moment before frowning once more.

"The sentiment is appreciated but as you can see, everything is fine. Oh here's something!" Jellal smiled triumphantly as she held up a crinkled piece of paper. "Do you know what this leads to? I'm not familiar with Magnolia." Jellal admitted while thrusting the note into Erza's hands. It took him a few seconds to discern the sloppy writing but eventually Erza recognized it as the address to a nearby storage warehouse.

"It's a warehouse. At Flora Street, building code 647. Apparently, no one has been there in years. It sounds like a perfect place for a slave trade." Erza said.

"Good work. Thanks for the help I guess. Bye." Jellal nodded swiftly before making her way back onto the streets of Magnolia.

"Wait Jellal! Do you even know how to get there?" Erza asked as he matched his pace with Jellal's.

"I memorized the address. How hard can it be?" Jellal replied easily while turning down another street.

"Wrong direction Jellal." Erza called after his friend. Jellal turned on her heel and headed the other way without a glance at Erza. "If I'm with you it will be easier to take down the slave trade and find your way there."

"If you're there I'll also have to deal with dead weight chained to me. Besides I'm not taking down the slave trade today. All I'm doing is recon." Jellal explained while squinting at the passing buildings. All of the building codes were luring together in her mind and none of them read 647.

"Well I'm going anyways." Erza said stubbornly as he forged ahead of Jellal. She sighed before reluctantly following him. Once Jellal was at the warehouse she would shake Erza off her tail and continue the mission solo. Until then she could use his knowledge of the city. Sure enough, it took minutes before they were in front of an old warehouse. The paint was chipped and parts of the building were well-worn by time. Even the metallic door had dents and graffiti littering it.

"This is a pain. The door is so large that we'll draw everyone's attention if we open it." Jellal frowned and examined the building for any other type of opening. A few feet away was an opened window. Perfect. Jellal stalked towards the window only to frown once she realized the window went over her head. There was no way she could peek into to hear or examine the number of people inside.

"I know you want to look through the window. Here I'll help you up." Erza said and positioned himself under the window. He laced his fingers together and held his hands out in front of him so that Jellal could set her foot in the basket.

"Thanks." Jellal said before placing her right foot in his hands. Erza straightened his posture and got back to his full height. With his help, now she was at eye level with the window. Inside the warehouse was a hoard of people. At least thirty were there, talking and chatting as they stared longfully at empty silver cages. Jellal grit her teeth when she realized that slaves would probably fill those cells soon. She shook the thought out of her head and went back to examining the people. Only a few of them were dressed and acted like sophisticated aristocrats. The rest still wore formal clothes but they seemed off. Some of them had twitching hands and others would occasionally reach towards their side before stopping. It was clear that they were bodyguards and mages hired by the aristocratic slave owners. Everything about the place made Jellal sick to her stomach and she scampered down from the window ledge.

"What happened? What did you see?" Erza asked as Jellal stormed away from the building.

"There's around thirty people there. Ten are aristocrats and the rest are mage bodyguards. I managed to hear something one of the girls was saying. The next slave auction will be in three days." Jellal said.

"Should we plan to fight them all?" Erza inquired as he increased his speed to catch up with Jellal.

"We?" Jellal questioned. She certainly didn't remember inviting Erza to help her stop the slave trade.

"There are thirty targets. As a mage you're formidable but no one can go against that many people, especially when a majority were hired to fight and protect." Erza explained. Sighing, Jellal turned around to face Erza. As much as Jellal hated having him accompany her, he would provide strong support.

"Fine." Jellal huffed before reluctantly putting out a hand for Erza to shake.

"Great! Let's begin our training." Erza said while firmly grasping Jellal's outstretched hand.

"I'm in charge here!" Jellal glared at Erza. Suddenly she regretted allowing him to join.

"We aren't training then?" Erza tilted his head in confusion at Jellal.

"Of course we're training. Come on let's go." Jellal said as the pair began walking to one of the many forests surrounding Magnolia.

-.-.-.-.-.-. Be Continued.-.-.-.-.-.-.

A/N I'm so sorry! This chapter is super late and the request is only half-done whoops. I couldn't fit everything into one chapter without it being ridiculously long. Well Happy (late) New Year to everyone! This chapter was one of the toughest to write because I couldn't find a way to insert my favorite character ever (aka Lucy) into it and had to focus on Jellal/Erza. I love Jerza but I'm so bad at writing both of their characters so blehhh sorry if this is OOC. Well I'm going to stop apologizing because I need to post this. Hope you enjoyed!