A Saiyan Among Wizards

Chapter 11

Training Begins Now!

Author's Notes: Hey guys, laptop's still being a total ass. But I guess I'll work through it. This chapter might be a little short, or it might be longer than the others, I don't know. All that I know is that I had an awesome idea and I really want to get to the place in the story I had in mind for it. Enough about that, I'll say more about it at the end of this chapter, skip to it if you want. I'm also starting my senoir year of high school this week, so expect some delays from time to time. Otherwise, enjoy the new chapter.

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

"Do I really have to wear this weird get-up?" asked Gajeel, pulling at the gi's shirt as he looked at himself in the mirror.

"It's tradition for students of the martial arts to wear attire like this, now c'mon so we can get started." I said, all be it a little harshly, as I dragged him from the mirror and out to the area I had prepared for training. Maybe I was acting like this because I was in a teacher mind-set or because Gajeel was complaining about something I had put a lot of thought into for him. Not that I cared right now, it was time to get to work and it wasn't going to be an easy day for him or me.

We made our way to a large clearing, the morning dew shimmering in the early sunlight, that I had made for my own training. But it now had few other things added for Gajeel's benefit. Facing him, I said, "Today, we'll starting with a little sparring match. Obviously I can't use my full strength, but that doesn't mean you can hold back. No magic, I want to know what you a physically capable of." Dropping to a ready stance, "Come at me when your ready."

Taking this seriously, I watched carefully as he took his stance. It was a little wide for my tastes, but it can still keep him defended well a enough. That can almost be said for his attacks, as I parried and attacked back, I noticed that he took to many risks. His punches left him wide open and when he dodged, he took his attention off many things that could lead him fall victim to attack, either by losing sight of his opponent or running into environmental hazards. It seems Gajeel has become a little too reliant on his magic to keep him safe. As his teacher and his lover, I can't leave this as is. So I began to attack these holes in his defense to show him how easily someone else can do the same. All the while, I was giving tips and other shreds of advice.

"Focus your attacks or you won't hit anything!" I would say when an attack was to wide. "Read your opponent's movements and predict their attacks!" When he failed to block an attack that I had purposly made to be easily stopped, and so on and so forth. He learned from the experiance, if only a little bit at a time. Four hours later, Gajeel was too tired to continue as he panted on the ground. Satisfied as to how well he did and also so he wouldn't die, I rewarded him with some cool water and an ice pack for his leg. He had a decent sized welt from when I kicked him a little to hard in the shin, what do expect, I am a saiyan, so it shoud be known that I can get carried away with my fights.

"Thanks" He said gratefully as I handed him the bottle and ice.

"Be grateful your training with me, I know a few warriors who wouldn't let you have a break. In fact you'd still be fighting them." I said with levity. "But then again, we're just getting started. It'll only get harder from here on out."

"Greeeaat." He said sarcastically as I went over to the trunk I bought yesterday. Laying them all out, I had Gajeel come over and pick one. "Why, I can always make my arm into a sword."

"I know that, weapon training does more than teaches you how to use it, it sharpens your mind and your other skills. You can't always rely on magic to save you. So shut up and pick one." I chastised.

"Alright, alright." Picking a one handed, straight sword with a single edge. I grabbed one of the two I was comfortable with using, the katana. Though I was familiar with all the weapons here, the katana and broadsword were my favorites. Since these were unsharpened, there was no fear accidental decapitations. Wow that was a dark sentence! Anyways, I began teaching him forms and techniques of the sword.

Finishing around noon, we took a couples hours for lunch and rest. The afternoon's training entailed meditation and the advancement of Gajeel's ki training. I decided to start with something simple, flight. As to be expected, he ran into problems. The foremost was when he could get himself air-borne, he would lose his center of gravity for a spit-second and flip over and crash to the ground in some of the most spectacular ways. It took enormous amounts of self-control not to the laugh and help him back onto his feet. This went on for hours and as time passed, it only got worse.

Rubbing the back of my head and watching Gajeel pick himself up from his last attempt, "Why don't we call it a day, you can try again tommorow." I said with a warm smile.

"Just one more go, I almost had it." he said determindly.

"Alright, one more time and we turn in for the night." I said, holding up one finger.

Nodding, Gajeel took his stance once more, brow furrowed in concentration. As his ki grew and expanded out to push himself up, I promised myself that I'd do something special for him if he did it. As he rose, he looked pretty steady, but so did his other attempts. Moment of truth, biting the corner of my lip as he levitated for ten, long seconds and touched back down. Whooping with joy, I ran over and gave him and caught him before he fell over from exhaustion.

"Amazing Gajeel, not many people can do that on their first day!" I exclaimed as he laid his head on my shoulder. The only respose I got was a soft grunt before promptly falling asleep and snoring into my chest. Giggling to myself a little, I picked him up bridal-style and carried him back to the house. Each time I looked down at Gajeel's sleeping, my smile only widened at increasing cuteness that it was. I couldn't help it, I've always had a weakness for cute things. It got to the point to were there was almost in tears of joy in my eyes and had to force myself to focus on other things.

Laying him down on the couch, I set to work on Gajeel's little reward. Walking a little ways from the house, I drew familiar set of circles, shapes, and runes for a little alchemy. Ya see, a couple years back, after I found that I could move between dimensions, I accidently ended myself up in Amestris. So, long story short, I taught myself alchemy while doing my best to stay of the affairs of the Elrics and others. You can take a guess as to how well that worked. Obviously, I haven't seen the truth, I had a feeling that the Senzu wouldn't help restore what was taken. Otherwise, I would have. If you are wondering why I haven't used it up till now, I am a firm believer of only using it when the situation calls for it. Example being if I can't find something specific or have someone make it. Back to the present, I decided on a platinum ring in the shape of a western-style dragon with a small red diamond set into the eye, same as Gajeel's. The reason behind it is that I have found that gems can be used for energy storage, not just lacrima, So in a way, he'll always have a piece of me with him.

Happy with the shape, heft, and texture of the intricate details, making it almost feel alive, I went back to the house. I found a small box and placed it inside, writing "For when your strength is low, look with all your senses into the dragon's eye and you will find the power you need." on a small paper and placed it were Gajeel would see it. I knew he wasn't really the type of guy for these kind of presents, but I don't care, I felt it was do that I did something really nice for, considering our past, and this was the one of the better ideas I had. The others would be best given when awake, if you catch my drift. Taking my leave I, headed down to the pool for a bath.

I would lay in the waters for what seemed like an hour until I felt a familiar power level, one far above my own, appear in the room. "I was wondering when that door would find me here." I said casually, opening my eyes to see a familiar face. "It's good to see you again," standing and wraping a towel around my waist, "Goku."

"You too Marcus." said my former master with his trademark smile.

And cliff-hanger. Did I infuriate anyone? I hope so, cause your going to have wait for more. As for the idea metioned earlier, its going to be some trouble that involes Marcus and Gajeel and...wait for it...Laxus. Whether it will happen after the Daphine ark (correct me on spelling) or the Tenrou ark. I also have something else in store our scarred lovers. I am also thinking about writing about Marcus's past adventures, let me know what you think of that and please leave a review for this chapter. See you next time, on A Saiyan among Wizards!