A comment was left saying take Lucy out of the tags. Now, I don't know who left it, because it was a guest review, but Lucy is essential to the story. Also, the shipping for this story has not been set, as even I don't know what I want it to be.

Enjoy this latest chapter!

Chapter 25: Why a Stakeout When We Can Stake In?

Natsu stared unhappily at the door; his forehead became wrinkled with stress lines and his pupils dilated because of the flickering candle. But, it wasn't a door he was staring at - it was more like bars placed closely to each other so that no one could press through the gaps and escape. There was a chunk of metal, about an inch and half thick with a keyhole in it, to which Natsu did not have the key for.

And, if you were wondering why Natsu was here, it was a long story. How long? About three days and an hour to explain the whole story of what happened for Natsu to be chucked into a prison cell like a sack of potatoes.

Natsu and Gildarts had been at the mansion that the governor lived in, although they weren't allowed on the property, they had hidden amongst a variety of bushes and trees. Gildarts, who was a professional at stakeouts, had been keeping an eye on the governor.

Gildarts suspected that he was apart of the organisation that Natsu father was apart of, but he couldn't just walk in saying:

'Are you apart of a group that is planning on destroying individual towns?' or, 'Did you kidnap a man from a cave more than ten years ago?'

Instead, they had to find concrete evidence that this man was apart of the organisation Natsu's father ran. That was easier said than done, but only if Gildarts hadn't brought the most impatient boy on the planet with him, who wanted to charge into the room like a one-man army, and swing his sword around slicing through the furniture and people as if they were cotton teddybears.

Gildarts couldn't count on all his fingers and toes how many times he'd had to jump on Natsu and pin him down to stop him from attacking their suspect, nor could he count how many times he'd had to knock the riled boy out when he'd become too agitated. Gildarts had almost given up on the thought of ever listening into the governor's conversations, but Natsu still stuck to his training, and that gave Gildarts time.

On one night, when the wind had been howling too fiercely, and the bitter cold threatened to freeze Natsu's ears off, he decided that it was a good idea to get a little closer to the mansion. Natsu's hearing was much better that Gildarts' hearing, so being closer to the mansion would have allowed him to hear the conversation and then get the jump on the governor.

Gildarts was still asleep until he heard the loud crash of glass shattering and the enraged screams of anger that were carried by the winds harsh breeze. He jumped to action much quicker than a normal person would after they'd just woken up; sprinting like a madman he saw that Natsu was severely outnumbered by eighth-ranked warriors until he turned into his beast form.

Gildarts began picking off stray soldiers from the back of the pack, throwing needles laced with a vicious poison into the back of their necks. Meanwhile, from the front, Natsu had been breaking steel blades with his bare hands, then showing them through the stomach of their owner. He was failing his claws around insanely, and the wild look in his eyes struck fear in the hearts and minds of his foes.

Five minutes later, and there was nothing but sweat, blood, corpses and a few stragglers that could barely walk attempted to get away. Gildarts' fingers were numb from all the throwing he had done; Natsu was panting from all the elaborate motions he had done during his fight.

Natsua nd Gildarts ran like their lives depended on it, but the guards were hot on their heels, nipping at them like rabid dogs that tried to disable their prey. It wasn't long before the animalistic guards caught up with the two, who were fleeing towards a nearby forest, and tackled them, like they were pillows, to the floor. Their hands were twisted behind their backs, and magic cancelling cuffs were attached to their wrists.

That brings us to this moment in time, where both Natsu and Gildarts were sat across from each other. Both of them in two different holding cells, staring at the same iron bars and getting sick of the same guard that walk by repeatedly; his off-tune whistling making Natsu want to knock himself out by slamming his head it to the old brick walls.

"Gildarts; Natsu. You both got caught?" The familiar chesty cough and rough voice played in their ears.

A cough turned into a short chortle, and a man with wrinkled eyes and a creased forehead came into sight. His beard evenly trimmed and his suit seemed like it had diamonds in its lining, and he was a sight for Natsu's eyes.

"I must guess that it was Natsu's fault that you ended up in this cell Gildarts, Lucy always talks about how Natsu did stupid things. Or, how he was always there to help her in a struggle, or simply annoy her." Jude laughed, making Natsu's eyes brighten a little bit.

"Please," Gildarts laughed too, "I wouldn't have gotten caught like this, I would like to think that you'd know that."

"That's why I'm here to help; you're both officially released under the fact that you were undergoing an operation for the king of this Kingdom. He would like to meet with you both to talk about your little 'problem' and Natsu's training."

"That doesn't sound very good..." Natsu gulped, he was quite nervous as the first kind he met he wasn't a fan of.