I hope you'll enjoy it ! And sorry for my bad English...

Characters belong to Hiro Mashima, story's mine.

He was resting on his cold throne, his red eyes lazily looking at the mountains of gold, jewels and crystals under his feet. Gajeel, on his human form, was lost in his thoughts. For the first time since 6 years, he wasn't sleeping under the piles of money and precious stones, or out searching for wealth to enlarge his treasures already bigger than the most powerful emperors'. In the past times, many kings had tried to get his treasure by sending proud knights, promising to them a part of the money or a marriage with a princess. Had tried, because none of them had returned, completely powerless in front of the dragon.

Gajeel was listening to the little noises in his castle, lost in a dark forest feared by men. He could hear to the noise of a mouse running, the silent song of gold and a calm respiration, the one of a person sleeping in one of the towers and maybe walking in a dream.

The dragon was sleeping under a mountain of gold, his wings fold up near his grey body. The night had just fall and the stars were lazily shining in the dark sky. It was the sound of falling pieces of money that woke him up, followed with the cold that collide his snout. Gajeel decided not to move and to listen. The gold might had fall alone, unless it was a knight. A panicked squawking told him that his hypothesis was correct. The dragon appeared abruptly from the pile of gold in which he was sleeping, making fly the money and the jewels, his roar making the pillars of the room shook. Gajeel began to look around him, looking for a frightened man in armour. Nothing. Seriously? He then saw a little thing shaking behind one of the pillars. The dragon approached, like a cat near a mousse, and thinking of punishments for the guy who woke him up. If that guy was thinking of waiting for the dragon to go back to sleep, he was a complete idiot.

The giant reptile raised his big paw and put it down quickly behind the pillar. It was a weak blow, but enough to knock out a man. Gajeel then looked behind the pillar: nothing. What?! Wait, hold on a sec; there were two spots on the grounds: a green one and a yellow one. Two birds. But thieves: there was a necklace between their claws. It was a beautiful masterpiece, were diamonds were blooming at the end of silver stems. It was simple, but magnificent. Gajeel delicately took the necklace and up it aside. Then, he made up a little cage of the birds by melting some iron, where he threw them. He then took his human appearance: he was tall, very tall, with red eyes similar to the cats' and his black mane darker than the night. He was wearing a simple grey armour and his long cape was lying behind him. He looked at the cage; the dragon would make them talk once they were up.

Gajeel couldn't prevent himself to smile at those memories. The last visit he had and that was not from another dragon dated from 10 years ago. It had been a group of stupid idiots who died in 5 minutes. Since, nothing, except the birds and then, her.