Chapter 6: On the Train Home

Team Metal Gear was on the train back to Mongolia. Gajeel was watching over a sleeping Levy while Jet and Droy were off in another car trying-and actually succeeding- to pick up chicks.

Gajeel sighed. Why did he have to watch the girl? Even Droy, the weakest of Team Metal Gear, could do this job. So why did Marakrov pick him?

It had been three hours since the group had taken out the monsters and got on the train after receiving their pay. Gajeel had not disliked the job. Good pay for a relatively easy and fun task. But Levy hadn't contributed much, seeming to watch the battle for half of the match. Gajeel actually wondered why.

Levy meanwhile, was not asleep. She was thinking about the group she was forced on to. She, sort of liked them. They were nice-Gajeel was the exception- polite-not including Gajeel- funny- actually, Gajeel was the funny one- and wickedly strong, Gajeel even more so. She thought back to the mission. It…was quite fun. She hadn't had fun on a mission since she was twelve. Levy smiled as she thought This team, Team Metal Gear…I couldn't find anything to make it better.

"The Shrimp's dreaming, huh?"

'The Shrimp' sat up and turned towards the mage opposite to her, rage burning in her eyes.

"What did you call me?" she growled, teeth grinding as she spoke.

"Shrimp," said Gajeel," I called you Shrimp…Shorty."

Then all hell broke loose.

…

When the team returned, Gajeel was singed and his walled was much lighter. He growled as he looked over to the happy Script Mage. He smiled. It was almost like she had never been a kid, only now living out the fun she should have had. Team Metal Gear went in to get drinks and, after she received one herself, Levy rushed outside to drink her Decaf Coffee while watching the sun set. She sat down, watching the great star slowly dip, dropping below the horizon.

Laxus had other plans.

…

Five minutes later, Team Metal Gear went outside to bring Levy home. Instead of finding the bookworm-they found that out when they were informed her luggage consisted of 90% books- happy and healthy, they found her bloody and beaten under Laxus' evil stare.

"You don't make fun of this guild, you got that…Maggot?"

Levy whimpered under the Thunder Dragon who had been mercilessly beating her for the past five minutes.

"Levy!" Jet and Droy rushed to her sides, and, under order of Gajeel, rushed her back into the guild to be healed. Gajeel, meanwhile, was staring down the S-class Dragon.

The two needed no words. They both understood.

And they were both itching to fight.

An iron pole flew from Gajeel's wrist, slamming into Laxus. Gajeel wasn't stupid, and so, before Laxus could use the iron as a conductor to electrocute the Dragon of Iron, he brought back his hand, only to attack again. This little game went on for a good while, tiring Gajeel while Laxus stood without a mark.

"You," Gajeel started,"do," he slammed an iron pole at Laxus on each word,"not. Hurt. MY,"

With that last word, he readied an roar.

"FRIENDS! ROAR OF THE IRON DRAGON!"

..

Levy, in her semi-conscience state, had at first heard nothing. But as the minutes passed, sounds returned, starting with the beep of the heart monitor, followed by the ticking of a clock. The sounds were still quietly coming back when she heard-

"You do not hurt my friends! ROAR OF THE IRON DRAGON!"

Was Gajeel fighting for her? And…did he just call her his friend?

I am not dead yet, no need to go to bed! No need to call the doctor 'cause I'm not yet dead!

Sorry for the lack of updates! I have classes over the summer and they kinda get in the way. Summer reading doesn't help at all. But! Updates should be more often now because I have written everything down in terms of main story from chapter 5 to chapter 12. Review, Favorite, Follow, Please!