[A/N This is my very first fanfic ever. English is not my first language so I apologize in advance for akwardness regarding the language if that would happen. Please think of the first chapter as build up. It will get funnier and fluffier soon. Just bare with it and after that the torture begins! * v * ]

The Guild was crowded today, and not only by the usual violent tended mages of Fairy Tail. No, today the guild held a special open-house event for all the townspeople of Magnolia to come visit. The purpose of this social happening was that to improve the image of the guild that… sort of have quite a destructive reputation.

So far the happening had been a huge success and as the day slowly progressed and evening followed, the beer started its doing and now most people had grown custom or at least wasn't as freaked anymore by the chaotic atmosphere and excitement it meant to be inside the guild hall. And most people seemed to enjoy each others company.

Gazille was not one of those people. Currently he was sitting by a table in the back of the guild, as far away from the crowds as possible. Most people had the common sense to stay away from him as he glared at them with his crimson-red eyes if they foolishly enough dared come any closer.

He eyed the hall and found barmaid running around at an impressive speed, serving people drinks. Salamander and Stripper was about to fight each other again as usual. Bunny-girl, Juvia and some other guild members he had not bothered to learn the names of tried to stop them before things got too serious.

As he continued looking around a certain shade of blue in the corner of his eye caught his attention, and he found Bookworm sitting by a table with people he didn't know. Probably townsfolk since he couldn't recall ever seeing them before. And they in return seemed very interested by the petite little blue-haired mage. Her boyfriends must be off somewhere else or they would not have tolerated the two men who obviously were hitting on her he thought. Not that he cared, she was nobody to him. Everyone was.

Well that's what he told himself, but still no matter what he did his gaze kept returning to the table the Bookworm was sitting at. She was wearing that orange ribbon in her hair she always seemed to wear. Having a somewhat distressed look in her face but still smiling at the people opposing her. Not that he was looking of course, as any psychologist would phrase it; he was in the state of denial.

While glancing at the company, he noticed one of the men putting something in her drink. He wasn't sure what it was but he had his suspicions, but what did he care; it was none of his business. Taking a deep sip of his beer, he watched Bookworm and the two men walking out of the guild.

It sure was a lot of fun today, if even more chaotic than usual. Happy was flying around, gaining cheers and applauses from the people, Natsu spewing fire at an unsuspecting Gray, who immediately turned around to get back at the Fire Dragon Slayer. Lucy-chan and the others all got into positions, they where on "Natsu watch" today. Not an easy task to say the least.

Levy had also attracted a little crowd of her own, although they didn't seem as interested in her magic as much as they were interested in her. She had lost Jet and Droy somewhere in the mass but figured they should be able to find her sooner or later; it had been then that a couple of guys had sat down at her table. And she thought it'd be rude to tell them off, the whole idea with this spectacle was to improve the reputation of the guild after all.

Levy nervously smiled as the two men introduced themselves, insisted on buying her a drink since "she was just so cute" and kept throwing her questions they never gave her the time answer.

"So what does your magic do?" the brunette shorthaired man asked her, eyeing her thoroughly when doing so. Levy took a breath and... "I bet it's something that matches her cute, don't you think Arun? Something that sparkles!" said the other man with half long dirty blonde hair up in a short pony tail. Both men looked sleazy but she politely tried to answer their questions. Tried.

"No that's too girly; she's more of a woman right? A cute small and sexy woman with some awesome magical abilities." He smiled; Levy shuddered as he did and quickly finished her drink they'd offered her. Both men lit up excitedly when she did that. All Levy was able to do before things started to get all blurry and disjointed, was to wonder what the meaning look the two men gave each other meant. And so, they were off, on their way out of the guild.

The two men couldn't believe their luck; this girl was totally lost by now, and so fucking cute! Laughing and congratulating each other for their brilliant plan to use this new potion they'd just purchased. Not even worrying if she'd wake up since whatever magical abilities she had wouldn't work

Levy was now videlicet under the affect of a drug, affecting mages in the way of making them unable to use their magic for 24 hours. Also, as a special bonus it drugged the victim pretty bad, yes Levy was lost.

They worked their way down the street; all harmlessly since to other people it just looked like the men were helping the evidently drunk girl home. People's imaginations aren't more vivid than that, but how could they possibly now what plans the shady men had planned out oh so well? They really were so lucky… They thought…

As they rounded the next corner, a man with incredibly long black hair and multiple piercings all over his face was standing in their way. Now they had to think fast or the suspicious looking man might get suspicious. The brunette gave off his most innocent looking smile. "Excuse us mister but we're in a hurry to get my sister home, went a little overboard at the open-house at Fairy Tail. The "suspicious looking man" only answered the brunette with a snort that for some reason made the man feel very uncomfortable.

Sister? Like hell Bookworm would ever have such an ugly brother like that. The black haired Iron Dragon Slayer thought. He snorted. He was pissed, Gazille was so fucking pissed he was almost happy that he'd be able to release some of his anger on the sleazy thugs in a moment. Why was he pissed? he had no idea but he couldn't care less, all he knew was that he wanted to hurt those two men, badly.

"I didn't know Juvia had a brother, she has never mentioned you before." Gazille said crossing his arms, looking even more menacing while doing so.

"Oh, you know her, always in the clouds. We haven't spoken much for some ti…" He never got to finish his sentence as he went flying across the street and crashing into some trashcans and garbage bags on the other end of the street.

Moving with an exceedingly fast speed, Gazille had punched the man seemingly without warning. The other man paled, but didn't let go of his blue-haired prey. Turning over to him, Gazille let of his most intimidating grin. "Are you her brother as well? " The man got even paler, almost looking like a ghost now. Gazille's grin got even wider.

"I don't like people." he started, cracking his knuckles, walking closer to his next target. "And I definitely don't like people who're too stupid to even get away with stupid things." The sleazy blond was already chewing troth, and Gazille hadn't even touched him yet. What a painful way for the men to figure out, that they weren't quite so lucky after all.

Letting Levy slump to the ground, as a last resort and in desperate fear the man picked up an iron pipe that was lying near his feet. Charging, swinging the pipe like a madman he was doomed to fail.

Gazille easily evaded his swing, snatched the iron pipe out of his hands and taking a bite of it. Munching on the metal, the Iron Dragon Slayer stated that it wasn't bad but tasted a bit rusty.

That was just too much for the man and he turned around, running as fast as he could to get away from this nut job, not even caring about is comrade who struggled his way up, and followed him in his wild escape from the black haired monster. Said man was just about to start persuading them as he heard a low moan and only then remembered the girl lying on the ground.

Shit, what was he supposed to do now? Just leaving her there seemed like a stupid thing to do because that would probably make his rescue unnecessary in the first place. But Gazille didn't know where she lived and taking her back to the guild was out of question. Not many people did trust him very much and maybe he couldn't blame them for that. It wasn't like he trusted them that much either. But if he were to bring her back there, those idiots would probably assume it was he who had done this shit to her and have him thrown out of the guild. He didn't really want that, so what the hell was he supposed to do then?

"Ah screw it!" he bursted out as he picked up the small girl from the cold ground started heading towards his own apartment.