Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Demon and the Monster. Enjoy the 1200-word chapter. I do not own any rights to Fairy Tale, Hiro Mashima, Kodansha and a few others that I may write about.

(Present times)

Chente followed Mirajane around while checking his open wound here and there. He didn't feel the dull ache when he was around her.

"You know if I stay, you're be seeing a lot of me." Chente said while raising an eyebrow at his friend. "I plan on chatting your ear off daily, Janey. We have a lot of catching up." Chente said and brushed off his jacket.

"And if you do something stupid like get into a fight, I'm going to break your leg." Mirajane said with a smile as Chente blinked in shock slightly.

"You know you talk different." Chente said with a hum as he uncrossed his arms. "But that sounds like the same Janey who used to wrestle with me and break bones." Chente said with a raised eyebrow.

"Because you always used to push me." Mirajane said, pushing a finger into Chente's chest. "Then again? You're the only one who didn't fawn over me…" Mirajane stated which caused Chente to hum and shake his head.

It didn't surprise him that people fawned over Mirajane, but he doubted many people saw her as just a pretty face.

"If any of those lunkheads melt over you just because of your looks?" Chente questioned as he raised an eyebrow at her. "Then they don't know you're a gifted warrior who can do incredible things. Your more than just some pretty face, Janey. You know that." Chente stated and hummed while he looked at a hum.

Mirajane smiled which caused Chente to crack a smile and once more. She knew for a fact that Chente had changed little when it came down to it. He was more mature, but he was quite ok with joking at her once more.

"Janey, I'll get this cut looked at if it helps you calm down." Chente stated and hummed with a shake of his head. "I swear you fret out over this. You've been worrying about me since we were kids." Chente added and hummed while looking around at the moment.

"Because you always used to break bones fighting!" Mirajane said which caused Chente to shrug.

"Well, I did enjoy hanging out with you, Janey." Chente said and smirked with amusement and then hummed. "Maybe I just liked hanging out with you more than worrying about pain. You do forget I heal all the time, though. Remember when someone smashed up my arms." Chente stated and pulled up the collar of his coat.

"YOU GOT HURT… ON PURPOSE?" Mirajane hissed as she jabbed a finger into his chest.

"Maybe a little." Chente stated, his fangs poking out of his maw. "I was a stupidly naïve teenager as a kid. You know how crazy I could be back then." Chente added and looked at the woman at the moment.

Chente saw Mirajane huff before shaking her head in annoyance. It wouldn't have surprised her if he had ended up hurting himself simply as an excuse to spend time with her to begin with. Chente was a very ridiculous person back when he was a teenager at the moment.

"Your something else, Chente." Mirajane said while looking at the grinning warrior. "It would be like you…. Let's just go and get that wound looked at before you get hurt worse then you already are… And don't joke about how bad it is." Mirajane muttered before pulling Chente towards the guild house.

They were unaware of a cloaked figure who was busy looking at them with interest.

"The general will be pleased to see more dragons to hunt…" The man said before turning and vanishing in an explosion of fire.

(With Chente and Mirajane)

Chente kept a hand on his wound while looking around. He shook his head with amusement as Mirajane continued to drag him along. It would have been more amusing if she wasn't basically trying to carry him once more.

He knew for a fact that she was scared of him at the moment, there was nothing that couldn't count as enjoyable at the moment.

"You know very well just how interesting it used to be when we teamed up back then." Chente said, his eyes gleaming as he thought of back then. "We used to be almost unstoppable… I almost wonder what things would be like now that we've gotten more fighting experience and power." Chente said which made Mirajane roll her eyes.

"You know I'm not like that anymore…" Mirajane said as Chente shook his head with amusement.

"You aren't going to be nice to people like you used to years ago? That doesn't sound like the Janey I used to know and befriend." Chente responded as Mirajane growled and flicked him on the head.

"You want a fight, don't you?" Mirajane asked which got a shrug.

"I'd like to see how well you can fight now at the moment." Chente said and spread his wings. "But only if you allow it, I'm not going to fight someone who doesn't want to fight. You should know that by now, I'm not an animal. Nor would I want a fight with someone who doesn't want to battle… And also? I was joking, you know for a fact that I enjoy helping people… I wouldn't be here just because of you." Chente put in as he cracked his fingers.

"How noble of you…" Mirajane said and shook her head. "If I fight you, will you FINALLY allow the doctors to take a look at your wound?' Mirajane questioned which got a hum from Chente who nodded and looked around.

"I'm pretty sure you'd knock me unconscious by then, Janey." Mirajane heard from Chente as she rolled her eyes and turned to the side.

"That was a yes or no answer, Chente." Mirajane asked which got a nod.

"Yes, and I'll let them look at it if you want now." Chente stated while shaking his head. "I don't want to fight unless your head is fully in the game." Chente said and hummed before folding his wings back behind his back.

"No… It would be fun to recant old times and test my skill." Mirajane said while Chente hummed and clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

"Then, shall we?" Chente questioned and gestured to the other parts of the city.

"We shall." Mirajane said and started walking with Chente following after her.

He had a feeling this would be more then he could handle at the moment… Which only interested him more when it came down to it.

"I think I need to stop enjoying combat so much…" Chente said while shaking his head.

Author Note

Phew. Another chapter done! I want to point out that next chapter will be 1200 words. I want to make longer chapters, but I have other stories to work on. If people are willing to wait? I'll make them longer. Next chapter is in 2-10 months and will show Chente and Mirajane starting to brawl. Until then, Lighting Wolf out!

P.S: Erza is 900 words soon, Lucy and Jenny? 1200 at the moment.