Random inspiration strikes again, maybe I should just stick to writing oneshots and oneshot collections, what do you guys think?

Serious

She lay there on the ground, bleeding heavily and breaths little more than shallow wheezes. Her teal hair spread across the floor behind her, the ends dripping with the blood of herself and her enemies.. The one moment he hadn't been watchful for their enemies, the split second he was relaxing with the sound of her laugh, fate had taught him his lesson.

He knelt there on the bloodied floor, enemies staring him down as he reached out and touched her stained face with a calloused hand.

A snarl ripped it's way out of his chest and the other members of the guild could do nothing but watch as he screamed his agony to the world. Then, for the first time since he was a child, The man's face was no longer covered in piercings. Where there had been small iron studs only moments before lay smooth skin.

His eyes blazed and the enemies that had struck them unexpectedly were obliterated. in a howl of pure rage punctuated by the clinking of metal hitting bone. The wotrld learned an Important lesson that day. The only moments in which Gajeel let the piecings recede. were the moments in which he used every ounce of his power.

totally random, likely very crappy, hope you enjoyed anyway