Fairy Tail: Dragon Blessing Chapter 01 in progress (Patreon)

(Warning: This story contains graphic sexual content and female muscle)

Whenever Mirajane would look around the guild, she’d feel a sense of peace and completeness. Natsu and Gray getting into another fight, Elfman’s shouting about being a man much to Evergreen’s annoyed admonishments (and loving gazes), Lucy and Levy talking about books at the corner of the counter, and one or other fight breaking out throughout the guild. This rowdy bunch of loudmouths and their antics made her feel like everything was alright in the world, that things made sense, that everything was… normal.

It was hard to feel normal these days.

With all the close brushes with death, all the battles and villains and monsters who sought to end their lives, one would think she’d have gotten used to putting her life on the line. That coming out on top, alive, meant that you won and things would just be back to the way they were. But she knew the truth, truthfully Mirajane suspected everyone knew better, but they all just preferred to keep those thoughts to themselves, it was no use bringing up the past. Fairy Tail was all about moving forward after all.

A war changes people after all.

The scars remained. The war with Alvarez, Acnologia, the near end of the world…

Had it only been half a year? Sometimes it felt like it was a lifetime ago.

Mirajane sighed, pushing those thoughts away and serving the apple juice to her favorite Dragon Slayer. “Here you go, Wendy!”

“Um…” The blue-haired girl muttered, looking down at her drink. “That’s not my cider, Mirajane”

The eldest Strauss looked at her scandalized, “Wendy, you’re too young for that!”

“…Not really” It was then that Mirajane took notice that Wendy’s voice wasn’t the soft high-pitched tone she remembered. It hadn’t been for a decade.

The nostalgia goggles were lifted from her eyes and she was forced to really look at the twenty-one-year-old young woman, who looked at her with confusion and a very small hint of annoyance. Gods, so many things they missed in seven years, including watching Wendy grow up…

“…Oh” Mirajane muttered apologetically, taking the glass away and giving the girl… the woman the drink she had ordered. “Sorry, I guess I still see you as that little girl sometimes”

Wendy sighed, grabbing her glass and looking sadly into it. “Everyone does…” She muttered.

Mirajane didn’t need dragon senses to hear that. Wendy was still going through stuff after the war, her own feelings of inadequacy and having to support the guild while everyone else was gone for years wore on her. Mirajane missed that awkward little girl… but perhaps that was the problem, perhaps everyone was still treating her as their little sister. She decided the best way to avoid upsetting her further was to go the other way and keep herself busy.

She quickly prepared the next order with a skill born from experience. The right mixture of liquor and fruit juice for Lucy and Levy’s drinks, along with a bag of chips she pulled from under the counter.

“Thanks Mira,” The two said almost in unison. Heh, always in sync those two. Before they got back to talking. “So yeah, just got her last letter. She says she’s doing fine, not to worry, but feels she’ll be away longer because she’s hit a wall”

“Didn’t the last one say that too?” Levy muttered worriedly.

“Yeah,” Lucy sighed, taking a sip of her drink.

And there was the other issue that kept Mirajane feeling restless. Erza… or rather, her absence.

Two months ago, the Scarlet had left on a training journey. Claiming she needed to come to terms with some things and improve on her own. She was adamant that she’d be alone for the time being, and… well, considering the circumstances, nobody was going to argue against her wishes.

Not after they learned about Irene.

Her team felt her absence the most, but really, everyone in the Guild missed her. Erza was always a cornerstone of their little family, a rock to rely on, a pillar to support them. And damn it, Mirajane missed her friend dearly…

But no, she had to go on her own for this, not even telling them what type of training she was doing, or what her goal was.

“You’d think by now she’d have learned to open up…” Mirajane muttered, feeling a small amount of anger towards the Titania. She realized too late she said it out loud.

“You know how she is, Mira,” Lucy said, her gaze conflicted. “Look I want her here too, or at least I’d have liked for her to let us help train, or… told us what’s bothering her”

“I think we all know what’s bothering her,” Levy said distantly.

“…Yeah” Lucy merely replied, clearly very knowledgeable on what it was.

“She shouldn’t deal with this alone,” Mirajane replied. “She’s the first to tell people that, and yet she does this. That thick-headed… Ung!” The white-haired young woman chose to swallow her mounting anger.

“Well we didn’t really fight her on it,” Lucy pointed out.

“She needed space,” Levy countered, “And we gave it to her”

“I think it’s enough space for now,” Mirajane said, resting her hands on the counter. “Someone needs to go there and check on her. Talk to her”

Lucy took a deep breath, “You’re right. I think it’s time we get the team to check on her”

“There’s been that influx of jobs though,” Levy pointed out much to their chagrin, and she clearly wasn’t happy with it either. “Master said it’ll be all hands on deck for the next few weeks”

Recovering economically after a war was difficult. Doubly so for a country. Everyone needed help with something. Monsters and bandits ran rampant these days…

Mirajane bit her cheek, “…I could go check on her” She said, much to the others’ surprise. “You know my work here is to ‘hold the fort’ more often than not, I think the Master could spare me”

“You’d do that?” Lucy asked, looking hopeful.

“Of course!” Mirajane nodded, smiling brightly. “Trust me, I’ve known her longer than you, I know how to get through that thick head of hers”

She hoped…

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