A Saiyan Among Wizards

Chapter 9

Working Together

Author's Notes: Hey guys! Sorry for the wait. I've been taking a break, mostly to catch up on my sleep. I am unsure when you'll see this, but whatever the case, I'm still writing and working on ideas for future chapters. I've actually been rewatching the series to make sure I don't miss anything when I get to future arks. I'm also thinking of writing a one-shot for a couple of other fandoms. Not entirely sure how that's going to pan out but hey, can't hurt to try. I'll let you know when I have it up along with the title. Now on with the show!

*Insert TFS disclaimer. Fairy Tail is owned by Hiro Mashima and Funamation. I do not own any other properties mentioned either.

When I woke up the next day, it took me a few seconds to regain sense of where I was. Noticing that Gajeel wasn't in the room, squinting as I looked around from the bed, I spotted a note on the bedside table. Yawning and rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I picked it up, held it close, and read:

Went out to find some breakfest.

Be back with some food soon.

Gajeel

Smiling as I looked at his surprisingly neat handwriting, I got up and did my usual stretches to get the blood flowing. Wide awake, I walked over to the bathroom and looked at the mess that my hair had become during the night. Inspecting the rest of my body, I decided that I needed a shave and a shower. Turning on the tap and stripping, I took a rather relaxing shower. Since the bathroom had no windows, I desided to leave the lights off and enjoy the peace that it brought. With that task done, I began shaving my face, making sure to leave some hair on my chin. Helps me look older than I am, but that's not the only thing. I've noticed that, in the last year or so, my eyes have aquired a somewhat shadowed look to them.

I had just put in my contacts and dressed myself in yesterday's jeans with a new t-shirt when Gajeel walked in, arms full of assorted food and metal, and chewing on what looked like a couple nuts and bolts. I chuckled to myself when I noticed that he had borrowed a shirt from my closet before we left, ironically it was an old Metallica tee that I got from my dad. It fit him well, surprisingly. But then again, we've got similar body types and he's only a little taller than I am. Rushing over, both to help and curious as to what he brought back, I aided in putting most of the load away in the kitchen's waiting cabinets, leaving out what I wanted to eat. During a brief breakfast, Gajeel randomly asked, through a mouthful of food, how old I was.

"I just turned 18 last month." I answered casually, finishing off the last of my breakfast and my glass of milk.

"Really?! I thought you were older than me!" He said, surprised.

"What makes you say that?" I questioned, genuinely intrigued.

"Well...by the way you act, like you were closer to 26 or somthing." He explained.

"You not the first one to think that. I've had someone tell me four years ago that talking to me was like talking to an adult." I laughed, "I've just learned a lot more about life then most people my age. It has it's drawbacks though."

"Like what?" He asked.

"The only thing that comes to mind is how some kids in my class that thought life was unfair because they could get the newest electronic gizmo and never thought they were lucky to have what they did." I recollected. "And not knowing when to act like a civilized person. Silly things like that pissed me off to no end. I almost hit a few of these people before I reined in my anger to relize that it wasn't worth me stooping to their level. On a similar note, how old are you?" putting emphasis on the last word.

"19" He answered.

"Huh, thought you were 20, but whatever." I responded, getting up and walking to the door, Gajeel following.

"So what's this energy manipulation thing?" Gajeel asked as we walked towards the fair.

"Well, in a way, it's a lot like magic." I began to explain, "Everyone has the ability to use it but don't know it. All it is really is using the energy that lays dormant in your body."

"Dormant energy?" He questioned.

"It's like using adrenaline at will and in greater capacity. Once you find it, you can use it to its full potential. The most common uses are for defense, attacking, and maneuverabilty. All of these depending on your personal strength, contol, and experiance with that energy. It has a couple other names as well, chi or ki, depending on your preference." I said thoughtfully. "And like magic, it's tied to your life force."

"Sounds easy enough." He concluded as we entered the fair grounds.

"Heh, easy for you to say." I sneered slightly, "I had to figure all this stuff out with only knowing the basics and it still took me three or four years to master on my own."

"Well you had to master it on your own, I'll have a teacher." He said, cocky.

"We'll see, Mr. Confident, how you do." I said knowingly, lightly punching his shoulder and causing him to stubble slightly to the side. "Everyone has their weak points and it might slow your progress, even with me here to help. I can't garuntee that I'll be a good teacher, as I said, I just mastered this."

"You'll do fine." He said sarcastically.

"Thanks asshole." I retorted in a joking tone, both of us laughing at our little banter. This proved a good sign, being able to insult eachother without hurt feelings.

So started one of the best weeks of my life. Over the next few days, nothing happened that gave us cause to worry about someone ruining the fair. There were no sign of Werewolf King anywhere, even though I did sense magic users every now and again. We did stop a couple pickpockets. As for Gajeel's training in ki use, he was doing pretty well. After my first demonstration on how to locate and pull out the energy, every evening was spent improving the time it took Gajeel to find and produce his ki. The first few attempts left him exhausted, to be expected, the same happened to me. But he quickly improved, faster then I thought. And of course, we had a few romps when we weren't too tired at the end of the day. Nothing of significance happened untill the last day.

I was making my final sweep of the fair's entirety when I sensed some hostility near Gajeel's position on the opposite side of the docks. Without making a scene, I ran as fast as I could to his vicinity. Stopping short when I caught sight of somthing that made my heart stop. There was a man in a dark overcoat poised to strike Gajeel, who was unaware and sitting on a bench, in the back of the neck with a knife. With little time or thought, I raced over and grabbed the man and found a secluded area to dump him. Throwing him face down, I subdued him and grabbed hold of his arm, ready to snap it like a twig at the slightest provocation. I was unbelievably angry and willing to get as nasty as possible if need be.

"The hell do you think you're doing!?" I said to the man below me, my voice practically dripping with malice and displeasure.

Through frantic and fearful movements and breathing, my captive answered fearfully, "I was ordered to deal with the two wizards working security so they could rob the manger's office! Please don't kill me man, I have a family." The fear of death etched into his vioce and features.

"Who are 'they'? Lie to me and I'll snap this arm like a twig!" I threatened, giving his arm a meaningful squeeze, feeling the strain of the bones trying despertly not to break.

Screeming in pain, he said, "Stop, stop! A group of bandits, from the looks of 'em. About twenty of 'em, half are wizards. Please, that's all I know!"

So it's not the dark guild. Could the bandits be working for them or are they in disgiuse? "I'll let you go free," I said slowly, the man looking hopeful, "but only if you can get all of them to meet you outside the fair. An abandoned dock will do, but don't think about running. Because I'll find you quicker than lightning strikes and I will break every bone in your body." I finished.

After putting a little of my energy inside his body, I let him get up. With one, fearful look, he took off to do as I asked. With my ki inside him, I could track his movements as he made his way through the crowds, fullfilling my wishes. I'm glad Gajeel didn't have to witness that. I'd hate to think of how he would react if he had. Sobering up from my anger, though not forgeting it, I returned to Gajeel to tell him I had gained some intel on our job. He was surprised that they knew we were here and what we looked like.

"How did you find this out?" asked Gajeel, raising a pierced eyebrow.

Deciding not to tell him, "I have my ways." I answered bitterly. Gajeel took the hint that I wasn't explaining further. Sensing that my lackey had done my will, I motioned for Gajeel to follow me to an empty dock not too far from the edge of the fair. Ducking behind some crates for cover I heard my little sleeper agent tell the group he had dealt with us and that they could go forward with their plans.

Hearing the sound of money changing hands, someone asked, "Hey, why are you covered in filth?"

"The shorter one put up a fight, but I took him down." The would be killer said. He's quite the little actor isn't he. But, he is under threat of losing perfectly formed bones afterall. He left without a second glance, I nodded in thanks as he glanced at us as he passed.

As soon as he was out of sight and our tagets' backs turned, Gajeel and I snuck our way around and took seperate routes. Working together to silently pick off almost half of the bandits. Noticing us, they attacked without mercy. Unfortunatly for them, they had no idea what we were capable of and were down and out in a few minutes. Talking with the group's leader, we found that they had no ties to Werewolf King. Handing them off to the Rune Knights called here to arrest them, we collected our reward of 75,000 freakin' Jewel. Gramps never told us how much we were getting paid, probably for the best. We did pretty well with out the reward sum hanging over our heads.

With the reward in tow, we collected our things from our hotel room and hopped on the next train home. Sleeping most of the way there, we didn't notice that a fellow guild member was on board, who had watched and reported back to Makarov without us figuring out untill we reported back to him at the guild. Leave it to Gramps to make sure nothing bad happened to us. With that bit of business done, Gajeel and I decided to celebrate with a few drinks and a good nights rest. Before we left, I was reminded of Jason's visit to Fairy Tail tomorrow by Mira. To which I responded with weary resignation. Gajeel, on the otherhand, was thrilled at the news and began preparing for tomorrow. This man will be the death of me. I thought before currling up with him under the covers of our bed.

Uhhhg, my fingers are killing me. I hope you enjoyed this new chapter. And to my new comers and my devoted followers, please leave a review. I always enjoy hearing back from you guys. See ya in the next chapter!