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      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Fairy_Tail, Katekyou_Hitman_Reborn!, Bleach, Vassalord
  Relationship:
      Levy_McGarden/Gajeel_Redfox, Pantherlily/Shagotte_(Fairy_Tail), Cobra/
      Cubellios_|_Kinana, Dino/Hibari_Kyouya, Rogue_Cheney/Sting_Eucliffe,
      Grimmjow_Jaegerjaques/Kurosaki_Ichigo, Craig/86, Nnoitra_Gilga/_Hollow
      Ichigo
  Character:
      Gajeel_Redfox, Levy_McGarden, Wendy_Marvell, Juvia_Lockser, Pantherlily_
      (Fairy_Tail), Igneel_(Fairy_Tail), Metalicana_(Fairy_Tail), Grandine_
      (Fairy_Tail), Acnologia_(Fairy_Tail), Weisslogia_(Fairy_Tail), Skiadrum_
      (Fairy_Tail), Makarov_Dreyar, Laxus_Dreyar, Dino_Cavallone, Hibari
      Kyouya, Sting_Eucliffe, Rogue_Cheney, Original_Characters, Grimmjow
      Jaegerjaques, Kurosaki_Ichigo, Hollow_Ichigo, Craig, 86, Nnoitra_Gilga
  Additional Tags:
      Romance, Angst, Violence, Killing, Dark_Past, Good_and_Evil, Drama,
      Family_Drama, Smuggling, Illegal_Activities
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-04-08 Updated: 2016-05-15 Chapters: 2/? Words: 3809
****** Nameless Love Song Of Roses And Cavaliers ******
by gungidino
Summary
     Fate could be a cruel bastard, yet it enchants us into sweet traps
     that we can't deny or resist
Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, Bleach and Katekyo Hitman Reborn
     and the characters in those, I only own the Original Characters
***** Prologue *****
Chapter Notes
     I do not own KONOYO NO UTA
Uta wo uta ou
daichi no uta wo
kaze wo idakou
hikari abite
Hoshi wa mata taki
machi wa kirameku
FUWA FUWA FURURIN
negai komete
 
(Let's sing a song
The song of the Earth
Hold the wind in your arms
Bask in the light
The stars are twinkling
Shining down upon the streets
Light and bouncy
Be full of hopes...)
 
Uta wo uta ou
sekai no uta wo
doko made ikou
Sora wo aoi de
Hito no ubugoe
mushi no habataki
FUWA FUWA FURURIN
omoi nosete
 
(Let's sing a song
Let the song of the world
Travel forever
Looking up at the sky
The sound of people talking
Insects jumping
Light and bouncy)
 
FUWA FUWA FURURIN
ashita wa kitto
FUWA FUWA FURURIN
sora ni todoku
 
(Taking my hopes with it...
Light and bouncy
Tomorrow will definitely
Light and bouncy. Reach the sky)
 
KONOYO NO UTA
***** Start the JIG show *****
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, Bleach, Katekyo Hitman Reborn
     but I own the damn plot
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Knives, scalpels, bullets, whip, smoke bombs, poisons pockets, antidotes,
bulletproof winged coat. Metallic gloves, ready. Scales, attached. Mask, on.
Body armor, on. Weapon, loaded.
Gajeel checked the target information again, scanning and remembering every
information he could to confirm the percent of his success one last time. Those
psychos had hung a massive fat bounty with some ‘welfare’ benefits on a
particular object, and a rank promotion, sweet as fuck; it was not that his
rank was going to get any higher since he had already at the exclusive
positions that many dreamt of, under three but above thousands. It was none of
them this time but one hidden goal Gajeel wanted to achieve.
Ivan and Jose, two big cheeses for the first time, gathered every rats and dogs
in the district to give them a changing life opportunity, a charity from them
that made dark creatures’ life span longer than they normally would ever be.
Never mind the methods, never mind what crew or whoever lone ranger, bumped off
an old man and you got an insurance of every fucking thing from the major
bigshot, frequency of dangerous assignments would fall, rewards would be
upgraded properly for each accomplished missions, allowed to own one small
business and a personal pet dash guardian from the noble black market.
Seriously, curiosity killed the cat and before Gajeel Redfox even noticed, his
heart was pumping vigorously and electrified his whole body and his mind went
soberlynumb. The secret typical errands he had run for the past weeks
collecting ‘laundering debts’ turned out to be, as he stealthily eavesdropped
their meeting, preparations for a part of the grand prize. Gajeel knew this was
not worth risking his life, the better the payment the more unpredictable and
beyond human’s abilities the mission, but he was still trapped under the spell,
like a moth attracted to the light and got burned.
When was the last time this rushing wave of adrenaline that not belonged to the
powerful satisfaction after receiving a difficult object to assassinate ran
through his blood veins ?
Nothing could be more blissful for a caged bird to fly back to its unlimited
sky no matter how kind its master. The fear and denial stage conflict when
being caught were still fresh despite an amount of which had faded through
time, for the bitter taste had been unforgettable. The eventual vision of
rotten wings brought life back to the aerial creature’s eyes. Death thrived the
survival instinct and unyielding will. Facing the broken mirror, a pair of
blooded irises reversed the numb agony, letting a faint light ray of hope slip
through, such luxurious deed that rarely was proceeded at a place where hope
was considered priceless gifts to receive.
Tying his mane up, the black haired male was about to put on his contact lenses
when he heard the door creaked and a little girl appeared with an old fluffy
stuffed white cat in her tiny arm, she rubbed her sleepy eyes as little feet
made way to the older male and wrapped herself around his leg, soft thumping of
flesh hit the wooden ground soothed Gajeel’s severe concentrating headache.
The male turned around and looked at the little girl, under the blurred lights,
his metal studs shone sharply on his face and ears yet they did not seem to
scared the child away.
The little girl halted her move to stare at him, “Ani–ue …”, her voice
indicated she had just awaken seconds ago from the rustling sound of him
preparing for his mission. Gajeel gently picked her up, soothing her back and
consoled his little sister. “I’m sorry, little one. Did I wake you up ?”.
Gajeel lightly tabbed her back, starting a rhythm that he knew would lull her
back to sleep, her mother used to do the same.
“Ani–ue … ‘on’t go … S’ay iht’ Wen’y … ”, the four–year–old begged, hugging him
tight with her teddy cat, “Cha’le and me want ‘o shleep iht’ Ani–ue”
With the dimly lit lightbulbs they had in the kitchen, Gajeel was really
tempted to go back to bed and covered him with Wendy under the warm fur duvet,
he did not care how the job would turn out but rather indulged himself in the
warmth of his sister besides him with her shampoo fragrance helping him relaxed
and sleep soundly.
Back in the days, Wendy could not even close his eyes as the haunting nightmare
obsessed her greatly, her mental status was even worse on lasting rain nights
when a storm hit the city and it made her appetite below zero . He had felt
helpless as wondering how he could comfort the little one when even himself
could not melt and vaporize that icy thorn which instead of a sobbing mess, it
gave him the anger and betrayal bleeding wound. She was too young to bear
over–weight sentimental burden and almost broken. Tears that Gajeel had luckily
wiped dry still notified their present for the tracks they left were unable to
disappear on her face. Fair enough, if he could not cry, Zeref let her take up
the extra doing.
They both sought the warmth that was taken away from them, holding her tight
and rocking her back and forth was the only solution to find a salvation on
which to cling, safe enough to allow them to tip toe timidly to dream land.
Pain were meant to feel and how relieved to have another one to share with.
But now was not an appropriate time for that. Gajeel knew the outcome would be
a dipshit, and their preparation was not fully finished and safety guaranteed;
if anything was messed up, they would be stuck in this dumpster of a district
forever. That was the last thing he would do to Wendy’s future.
His phone buzzed, the light flickered noticing Gajeel of an incoming message.
Gajeel used his other hand to pick it up and recognized it was his long–time
comrade.
<22:45
From: Rain Woman
Subject: I’m at the bedroom’s window
I brought some fairy tale books to read for Wendy>
Gajeel replied. < We’re coming up>
“Hey, little one, wanna know something great tonight? ”, he asked the bundle of
sweetheart in his arm, bounced a little “Someone has delivered a bunch of tales
for you tonight”
“Fh’aigy ‘ales ?”, Wendy’s head lightly popped up from Gajeel’s neck, sobered a
bit at the information. “Is Yuvia Anego here ? Will she tell me the mayical
shtories she discovered ?”
Thinking she was distracted, Gajeel diverted her attention to her current
curiosity, “She has just used her magic to ask me to tell you that she is
waiting for you at our bedroom’s window. Shall we go and see ?”
“Uh huhm” , she nodded
Gajeel adjusted his hold to make Wendy lie in a more comfortable position as he
walked his way back to the stairs, making loud creaking noise every step on the
wooden platform, headed towards their room.
 
Let's sing a song …The song of the Earth
Hold the wind in your arms
Bask in the light
The stars are twinkling … Shining down upon the streets
Light and bouncy
Be full of hopes...
 
“The black cat man was amazed at the scene, the glowing nightingale lass’ voice
was so beautiful that it took the man’s breath away. And under the moonlight,
even though the black cat’s mind was not aware of it, but his heart knew that
he was deeply in love with the nightingale lass … That is the end of part one
…” Juvia closed the thick, ancient book and set it on the floor.
On the bed, Wendy let out a yawn but tried to keep her eyes open, “The
nigh–ingal lady sings beautihully …”, fisting her hand around the blanket and
sank into its tender feathery feel of fur
“Yes, she does”, the cerulean haired female whispered and pulled the blanket up
to Wendy’s shoulders, “And there’s more to come on the black cat and
nightingale’s adventures … Now, let’s go to sleep and we will continue tomorrow
night, okay ?”. Juvia climbed on the bed and lied beside Wendy.
The four–year–old turned her head to her big brother, “Ani–ue …”, she pleaded.
Gajeel brushed his fingers through her hair, “Go to sleep, little one. And I
promise you I will be back in days and we can have some bacons and eggs instead
of potatoes if you want. But I need you to sleep well with Juvia. Wendy is a
good child, right ?”
The little girl hummed lightly in affirmation and closed her eyes.
                                      <> 
“So he’s agreed to armor Gajeel–kun up”, Juvia had closed the bedroom door
quietly as possible, they did not want to wake Wendy up again, she would be
hard to convinced to let Gajeel leave for work. Both of them walked downstairs
and returned to the kitchen, “Saying armor up is not quite right also, more
like he gives you his old, used tools. Still, Juvia don’t like this at all,
Gajeel–kun. If Gajeel–kun do this alone, this will turn into a suicidal
mission. Let Juvia come and help”, she stared worriedly at her only friend in
the neighborhood.
Gajeel shrugged off, “Don’ beh rehdiculous, woman. Things are a’ready in place,
dat ol’ basta’d Jose won’ accept any changes in da last minute, ‘specially when
yav just finished wipin’ out a famiglia las’ week an’ still preparin’ ta escor’
Gemma wit’ Head Mistress Orlando back”
Gajeel reached a bottle across the table and poured himself a Scotch on the
Rock, although it was not any proper boozes, the taste was not that bad,
anymore. Their body had already taken worse than expired alcohol. Scars and
injuries, along with health side effects would be imprinted on inches of their
body the rest of their life was not something to be underestimated and on
display for nothing. While taking his sip, Gajeel started to organize the
weapons, opened his wallet to make sure he had the fake ID with him; after
that, he moved on to his luggage, cell phones must be at least reach the number
of five to make him harder to be tracked down, cash should be enough for him to
hold on for a while before he got back, if not, he could snatch some from the
people.
Realizing his comrade was not going to put the current matter aside, Gajeel
resumed to convince the bluenette, “Riskin’ da rewa’d yer gonna get tamarra ‘s
not a wise move; if ya take anymar part–time duties, ei’da it should beh
perfectly clean or ya don’ hav’ any encouragin’ bones ta gnaw and we’ll beh
behind da plan fer Lucifer know how time could lengthen its speed da next 6
months”. The studded male teenager reloaded his gun and put it in his gear
waist band, along with the bullets and scalpels.
Juvia shook her head, aqua eyes became serious, “This time the target is not
just a mere boss, Gajeel–kun. He’s the Godfather, protected by assassins and
body guards, most of them are ruling the ranks on both the MMA Empire Poll and
the CK Empire Hall; that means there are many ‘you’ around him.
Not to mention their security. I don’t know about you but I can be sure that
once they activate Skylark Net, you will get caught in no time. If you could
get out alive, I’d say one year is the least, let alone forty–nine days for you
to actually do the deed and flee
Forty-nine days was not enough, you should have twice as much the time given to
make a clean escape”.
He was stepping into a house of hidden flying daggers.
The blue haired female crossed her arms. “Why do Gajeel–kun think Ivan and Jose
agree to accept such big loss for the prize on the target’s head like that ?”.
Juvia asked sternly, “What about Wendy ? What will she do if–”.
Gajeel interrupted sharply with both of his fists thumping hard on the rusty
metal countertop and the sound echoed through the wall, “Juvia”. He menaced
with a low, predatory voice.
That shut the oceanic haired girl up.
Gajeel slowly turned to Juvia, eyes filled with ice and intimidation, Juvia
knew he was serious if her name was called out. “We’ve known each o’da long
‘nough fer ya ta understand dat tis not reputation or thrill I’m pursuin’ dis
time. So don’t stick yer nose in ma beeswax an’ mind yers”. His voice
threatened to kill. “Take care af Wendy for da next few weeks, I’ve informed
Mash ta come over her while yer goin’ on a mission so there’ll beh no problem
af worryin’ ‘bout leavin’ Wendy alone by herself unprotected … An’ fer da last
time, Juvia” Gajeel’s jaw tensed warningly, “Stay. Away. From ma job”
Juvia was a clever person, she knew when to step down and when to push forward;
in the world they were living in, they all have to be the clever.
Using both of their brawl and wit wisely in order not to be someone’s pawn,
even a sacrifice sheep or accidentally offended outsiders resulted in a plus to
their queue of foes; nevertheless, the most vital note for survival, drove
people to their corner and forced them to take the drastic way to boost their
instinct side, was trying not to get hunted. Hunters hunted the being hunt, the
weak either became strong or surrendered themselves to a strong one to survive,
the winner were the strong, not the other way around, they did not care how as
long as you were the last one standing. And right now, anything stood in
Gajeel’s way would be eliminated in a blink of an eye. Practically, the
countertop was sunken in into a concave shape due to the force of Gajeel’s
slamming, first exhibit for Juvia.
Knowing it was meaningless to stop what her friend had determined to do, Juvia
Lockser could only sighed heavily, “… When will the train leave ?”
“In one hour”, Gajeel lit up a cigarette and breathed out a light smoke
“Train ticket ?”
“In ma pocket”
“Two way or one way ?”, her heart made a flip of nervousness
“… Latter” Gajeel hesitated
Juvia exhaled heavily again, her hand fisted and shuddered from the feeling,
but not all from which was fear.
They were both well–aware that this mission was not something like what they
had done for years before, this was beyond secret assassinating orders. This
was not eliminating mobs or gangs, or even tearing down a famiglia. This was
bringing down a force, an influence, ending a reign currently holding a major
position on the balanced scale, to make the remaining ruled the entire
Underworld and the Border, which somehow could affect significantly the other
bright side of life … It was literally like rebelling against Oa’s Deadly JIG.
And to hell with it, her friend, her comrade was not even acting in the scope
of his territory, it was a far and strange land, unguaranteed, unsecured …
Definitely a one way ticket only.
“… What ? … So they spring on you Benjamins, yet couldn’t even afford a plan B
retreat for you ? … Don’t joke with me, Gajeel–kun !”. Her voice shook and
reeked of angry agony. “How much more is enough for them to trust you ??? After
all you’ve done ! Are those scars and these bad habits of yours not enough to
satisfy their trust and let them rest assured in their sleep ???”
The cold, harsh reality. “… I’d do da same if I’m in deir shoes, woman”
Here they only found jungle rules, but damned them all if they could not even
see that there were also jungles of rules under the ice surface.
Gajeel made his final smoke and put out on the ashtray, putting on his contact
lenses, tying his mid–length hair up loosely and headed out towards the
backyard where his old motorbike had just been upgraded.
                                      <> 
“Tan~tan~tan~tan … Attention, please. The train leaving for Magnolia is
departing at 2:00AM, all passengers are required to step behind the lines at
platform 7. Please check your ticket to confirm and step behind the line as
soon as possible. Thank you.”
Winter breezes in Oa tore up the fabrics, seeking their way to cut up the flesh
they starved for and tasting the metallic fragrance of blood; as Denish was
usually hot and humid when the place lied further to the South, it could not
crawl away to hide from the weather effect  crashing down regions of Oa;
Denish, McKenzie Rock, Oak Town, Mirage Summit, Belial County, were all bitten
by frosty winds.
The pure white color of snow, somehow preserved its holy halo in the middle of
the nastiest trash dump. Reaching out a hand to lift a falling snowflake, the
small white spot kissed Gajeel’s finger softly and disappeared, leaving a cool
itchy feel on his skin.
 
Wanna come wit’ meh ?
 
Gajeel found him shivering at the thought
Wendy’s first lonely Christmas was unavoidable, how irritating the fact was.
Not to mention, it was not everyday that a talkative meddler was this silent
and it made his stomach weirdly screwing around.
“…”
“…”
Not until both of them passed the gate, entered the designated platform was
Gajeel too upset to put up with the freaky atmosphere, the taller male decided
to take the initiative lead for a conversation
“… If ya have some damn thing ta say then ya’d betta fuckin’ say it b’fore I
shove ma bag inta yer damn throat, Mash”. Gajeel kept walking without glaring
at his companion.
“Mah mah~~ Not again, Gajeel~ I haven’t even uttered a word with you”, the
mushroom haired male chuckled cheerfully despite feeling a bitter and sour
taste at the tip of his tongue. “Can’t I just see my childhood friend dash
comrade dash brother in arm off for the last time before he directly sinks
himself into an eternal sleep in a coffin?”
This time, the words caught Gajeel to glare directly at the young teenager of
same age as him, “Da fuckin’ hell yer sayin’, Mash ?”
“Oh I don’t know, dude; enlighten me, Gajeel if you can, what should I do or
say before seeing my brother going straight to death road ?”, his brows shot
high to his forehead as he tried to quirk his mouth for a smile yet not so like
a smile. The fucking stubborn Gajeel Redfox might be goddamn terrifying looking
but him, Mash Redfox–the Lupin Kid, the soft–handed famous phantom thief who
could steal anything freaking thing like a breeze gazing through fur or skin
without being noticed, still had a way to get irritated at his (claimed to be)
kin. “You know, I was tempted to actually steal your existence after what Juvia
had told me …”
“Modafu–”
“And shush, Gajeel Redfox before I change my mind and drag you the hell out of
the train station. I know this is our semi–final step to elope but seriously,
man, you should have asked for our cooperation, too. It’d increase your
surviving chance”, Mash grinned, hoping to waver Gajeel’s first intention to
act as a lone wolf this time.
Gajeel heavily sighed, “Yer all annoyin’ naggin’ bitches. Should better die out
there ta avoid dis when I return”
 Mash did not hesitant to cuff Gajeel’s head. “Ow !!! Da fuck, Mash ???”
The shorter male chirped upsettingly while narrowing his eyes, “Shitty jokes
are not well–taken, Gajeel–chan”
Gajeel gritted through his teeth, “Don’  ‘chan’ me”
“Tan~tan~tan~tan … Attention, please. The train leaving for Magnolia is
departing in fifteen minutes”
Mash lifted the heavy luggage bag to Gajeel’s shoulder, he patted his friend,
“Alright, breakfast is at 7:00AM, lunch is at 12:00AM, dinner is at 6:00PM,
late night snack … might be at 10:00PM or nothing at all”
Gajeel made a scandalous face, “Why da heck are ya tellin’ me dis shit ?”
“Mah~ mah~ You tend to miss your meal so damn often so a reminder wouldn’t do
much harm now, would they ?”, Mash laughed nonchalantly.
The train arrived, a silence grew between both boys, none were looking at each
other. There was no turning back now if they wanted. Flicking a lighter he took
from the right pocket, Mash smiled wryly, tried to hide the depressed vomiting
that was about to burst.
“Come back, ‘kay ? … That bundle of joy always remembering to save a proportion
of meal for you”
The black–haired boy scoffed lightly, “Tch ! Don’ I always…”
“Chicken soup at 3:00 in the morning” Mash shook his head, “No, dumbass, you
always skip or usually eat at some weird periods”, he blew out a bit of smoke
to the air, “I am taking advance on your leaving to adjust Wendy–chan’s food
diagram; Lil’ sweetheart cannot eat Cheerios at midnight anymore. She will get
fat and all”
Gajeel smirked at the fact, “She’s also a Redfox, she can do whatever she
wants, an’ she is absolutely deserved ta beh spoiled, no matter how crazy da
thing is”, the black haired solemnly whispered at the last part, “I’d rather
she’s fat than hungry fer food”
The express train stopped with a loud shriek, people streamed their way on the
silver, rusty transportation.
“How many know your true eyes’ color ?”, Mash asked
“… None”. Gajeel answered after thoroughly checking their surrounding
“How many actually know your true eyes’ color ?”
 
“None”
 
Gajeel smirked, “Worrywart”
“Well, someone has to, jerk”
 
A song from the radio control room was broadcasted, it was a song for Christmas
Eve, Silent Night
Gajeel hung his bag over his shoulders and boarded the compartment, “Ya know,
dis is not g’bye”
“Damn straight it should not be, Redfox”
And the door closed. The express train roared its engine and ran on the railway
line, on its way to the final destination.
And the Wheel of Fate also began to roll.
Chapter End Notes
     Gun: Phew~~~~ TTvTT
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