Requested by
-_Derpity_Sister_-
I had no idea how I was supposed to write a second part to a horrible oneshot and plot. But I tried my best... and most likely failed.
Just a reminder, reader is a male here.
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~~~ Start ~~~
[Name] stood at the top of the hill as he raised his head towards the sky, watching as the clouds slowly passed overhead.
Sure it was nice to come back once in a while and be with friends, but it was just... just...
So boring. So unbelievably dull.
Yes, they are his friends, his guild, but it just wasn't the same as being on a job. Eventually he grew bored of the parties that were held. He grew bored of the small talk.
He enjoyed taking long jobs. He enjoyed the thrill and excitement of hunting beasts that have killed so many. He enjoyed the sense of adventure.
He disliked jobs that were short and simple. He cared nothing for the rewards, just the feeling of helping someone in need was enough.
[Name] was known in the guild for almost never being there. Especially when Jiemma was the Master. [Name] only stayed in the guild long enough to find another job.
Much to Sting's dismay. They were meant to best friends, yet he rarely ever saw the [Hair Colour] haired boy ever since they joined Sabertooth.
A few months after [Name], Sting and Rogue joined Sabertooth,[Name] was quick to find out that Sabertooth wasn't normal. He realised that Sabertooth wasn't how a guild was supposed to work.
He started taking longer jobs that lasted months by himself. He always came back to threats by the Master. Threats that told him to hurry up and stop being so useless and slow at completing difficult jobs.
[Name] remembered those times where everyone was under Jiemma's rule. There was no laughter in the guild. There was no colour. Nothing to go back to.
Sting and Rogue were both different from who they were when the three were children. That's why [Name] never brought them on the missions he took.
Because they were almost like completely different people. He didn't recognise them at all as his best friends from his childhood.
[Name] groaned, using an arm to block the sudden sunlight that shined on the town. He looked back down, blinking to get rid of the annoying green spot in his vision.
The boy continued to reflect back on his life as he watched the town that Sabertooth was located in. It was bustling with life but he could only do this for so long.
[Name] sighed, walking back down the hill, hands in his pocket and his head bowed. It was fun at first, but now it's become a bore. This has been his longest stay to the day. He's stayed in town for a whole two months.
"Hey! [Name]!" an all too familiar voice called from in front of him.
[Name] looked up to see a fist heading his way surrounded by a white light. [Name] smirked slightly, grabbing the arm and easily threw Sting behind him.
"That's a great greeting" [Name] complimented, looking back over his shoulder at the blond boy, who rubbed his head in pain.
"Ow..." Sting grumbled, sitting on the grass. "I thought that you were distracted... what the hell?"
"You shouldn't announce your presence before you arrive" [Name] said, walking over to Sting. He offered a hand to Sting, which the latter gladly took.
"Got it..." Sting told him.
The two of them started to walk back to the guild, talking along the way. It was mostly Sting talking, since [Name] has been getting more and more quiet over the two moths.
As soon as they arrived at the guild hall [Name] walked over to where Rogue was sitting with Frosch while Sting reluctantly went to his office.
"Know of any jobs?" [Name] asked him, taking the seat opposite.
"You're planning to leave aren't you?"
"Perhaps, but we apparently ran out of decade quests" [Name] said, tapping his fingers on the table.
"Sting's behind it. he doesn't want you leaving" Rogue concluded.
[Name] groaned, leaning his head on the table.
"He's acting like a brat. I can't stay in the guild forever" he mumbled under his breath.
"Fro thinks so too!"
"Of course you do" [Name] muttered, which Rogue heard, making him silently glared at the [Eye Colour] eyed boy. He noticed ad raised his hands. "Sorry"
"If you're looking for a job, there's always a century quest" Rogue pointed out.
"You know, that sounds like a challenge" [Name] perked up, smirking slightly. "Where is it?"
"Sting took it"
"Of course he did" [Name] sighed, standing up. "I'm going to talk with him"
Rogue nodded as [Name] walked straight into Sting's office. Sting looked up from the papers and grinned, relieved that there was something else to do other than read paperwork.
"Hey [Name]!"
"Hey to you too" [Name] simply replied. "I heard that there was a century quest in the guild"
"I'm not allowing it" Sting immediately said, face stern.
"Allowing what? I am a mage of Sabertooth. I'm just taking a job" [Name] said, glaring back.
"People die on century quests! They've never been completed with the person coming back! Only Fairy Tail's strongest wizard has come back and he didn't even complete the quest!" Sting stood up.
"Then I'll be the first" [Name] announced, confident. "Stop being a brat about it, I'll chose what job I take"
"As Master, I forbid you to take it"
"You're being selfish" [Name] concluded. "You know that I'm one of the strongest in the guild. I'll be fine"
"No"
"Fight me" [Name] demanded. "We'll have a fight. If you win then I'll stay. If I win, you give me permission to leave on that mission"
Sting went silent to think about it. But [Name] knew him. Sting would overestimate his abilities and agree with him, thinking that he would win.
"Fine" he agreed and the two walked out of the guild.
The fight was decided from the beginning. [Name] was unwilling to back down and neither was Sting, but [Name] was superior. He's always won the fights between the two.
So what was stopping him from winning now?
[Name] punched Sting in the face and he fell onto the grass, almost unable to get up as [Name] stood over him, panting heavily. Sting attempted get back up again. But he was tired.
This fight was the most serious one that the two has had yet. The both of them had even activated their Dragon Force.
"Stop it Sting. [Name] clearly won" Rogue told him, walking over.
"I'll be expecting the job request on the road tomorrow, Master" [Name] said, smirking. He held out a hand to Sting, who was beat up on the floor. "Don't be a brat about it."
"I'm not a brat!" Sting instantly said, taking [Name]'s arm and pulling himself up.
"I'm glad you're back to your usual self. Even if you are a brat. That serious personality is too out of character for you"
"Stop calling me a brat, you're a brat as well" Sting punched [Name] on the arm, to which [Name] hit back.
"Here they go again..." Lector commented. "And they just finished a fight too..."
"Fro thinks so too!"
~~~ End ~~~