So you should really check out the Wentsu tumblr and participate in Wentsu Week cause this pairing needs more love. Anyway these are going to be separate one shots except the last one which will have a lil surprise.

Both Natsu and Gajeel were passed out on the train while Wendy chatted pleasantly with the exceeds. They were on their way to a distant town where a Dragon Festival was being celebrated. Mira had mentioned it at the guild and caught all three of the dragon slayers attentions, convincing them to head off there immediately. They hoped to find some clues as to what happened to their parents so long ago. The conversation drifted towards a very cat related subject, fish probably, and Wendy found herself staring out the window while dipping her fingers into a mane of soft hair. She didn't remember Carla having such long fur. A soft sigh led her eyes to her, lap finding Natsu's head laying on it. His expression was unusual, almost peaceful, as if sleeping, instead of the usual dizziness the train caused him. Gajeel on the other hand was groaning on the seat in front of them, clearly in discomfort. Both of them had refused her when she offered to cast Troia claiming they could handle a little transportation better than the other. They were always like that, trying to outdo each other in everything. The three of them have been going on more missions together as of late and she had grown accustomed to their fights.

Out the window Wendy finally spotted the town, Hillstone, appearing in the distance.

"We're almost there," she said to the exceeds. They proceeded to shake awake the two unconscious mages. After a solid minute of Happy slapping him with a fish in the face Gajeel sat up clutching his stomach, but Natsu was more persistent.

"Natsu-san time to wake up," the sky dragon slayer said softly nudging his shoulders while the blue exceed pulled on his vest.

"Mffffun," he grunted pushing Happy's head away.

"Carla help me lift up Natsu, a good scare will snap him out of it," Happy said.

"And why would you need my help? You can carry him just fine by your own," Carla replied, clearly annoyed.

"He's heavier when he's asleep," was his response. Carla sighed recognizing the uselessness of arguing and grabbed the fire dragon slayer by one arm while Happy grabbed the other. Before he knew it Natsu was up and out the train window, waving his arms around and yelling at Happy.

"We have to get after them before they get lost!" Wendy exclaimed grabbing at Gajeel and Pantherlily before rushing out of the train which was pulling into the station at that moment.

After frantically chasing them for a couple of minutes they finally found the trio at the middle of the festival next to a fabric salesperson. There were stands and booths at every corner. Some people were preforming on stages while others were in costume preparing for the parade. Wendy noticed how Natsu's eyes surveyed the various food stalls. He was just about to run off towards a hot dog vendor when Gajeel caught him by the neck of his shirt.

"Remember why we're here Salamander. We need to start asking around," the iron dragon slayer said gruffly.

"But if we split up we'll cover more ground," Natsu quickly replied, still eyeing the sausages. Gajeel still looked hesitant when Pantherlily spoke up.

"Natsu has a point Gajeel. We have no time to waste." Gajeel grunted and let go of him, turning towards Wendy.

"Go with him, I don't trust him by himself," he said, still looking at him sideways.

"Hey! I'm here too!" Happy protested crossing his small arms.

"Even worse. Let's meet back at the station at sunset," was all he said before walking away. Wendy watched him for a second in a bit of shock before turning back to Natsu who was now on what was apparently his third hot dog. She sighed before heading over to where he was enjoying his food, oblivious to anything else around him.

"Natsu-san, it's time to go do what we came here for." Natsu stuffed the last few bites into his mouth while trying to say something that got muffled by all of his chewing.

"We are never going to get anything done with these two on our tail, Wendy. We should split up, as Pantherlily suggested." Carla looked at the pair disapprovingly. Happy complained at that but Natsu remained oddly silent.

"Gajeel-san told us to stay together, so we will," Wendy told her small friend.

"You don't gotta baby-sit me Wendy. I want to find out about our dragons like the rest of you, I'll be good." Natsu's words were serious for a flashing moment before exclaiming that he would make anyone who had information cough it up by pummeling it out of them. That made Wendy sigh but a small smile couldn't help but creep on her lips. Natsu-san was always so motivated and pumped up that it was near impossible to stay annoyed at him for too long.

They started to walk around the festival, stopping here and there to ask people what they knew about dragons and to look at the vendors' tables. Most of them were filled with different crafts all dragon inspired. At some point Happy dragged Carla away to a fishing booth and had promised Wendy to bring her back safely to the station later. After an hour of walking and looking around they stopped at a kiosk that was selling dragon masks. A particular one caught Wendy's eye.

"This one reminds me of Grandine." It was white and fearful with fangs bearing, but the eyes were gentle, motherly even. She stared at the mask in silence for a while until Natsu spoke.

"Hey you," he called the vendor who was finishing up a sale with another customer. "This mask," he pointed at Wendy's hands, "do you know anything about this dragon?"

The vendor turned towards Natsu, an odd smile on her face. She looked over the both of them carefully before duking under the table and rummaging through things. Wendy and Natsu exchanged a confused look. They certainly stumbled across a crazy old lady, but Wendy had learned that crazy old people were very often the wisest people you could find. Finally she came back with another mask, this one fiery red and a vicious look to it. Natsu snatched it from her hands and stared at it intently.

"Igneel," he whispered, still entranced in the mask.

"These masks…," Wendy started but the woman held up a hand.

"I'm afraid I don't know much about your dragons," she said in a hoarse voice.

"How do you-" Natsu said before she cut him off again.

"Dragon slayers have a particular scent. You aren't the only ones to have a good sense of smell," she added when she saw the puzzled look on their faces.

"I suppose you have questions. Like I said I don't know much but I'd like to help. Why don't the both of you come back here and help me with the stand, I can't leave right in the middle of rush hour!"

Before they knew it Natsu was moving boxes around and Wendy was organizing and re-organizing the masks to the woman's very specific instructions. Their work however didn't interrupt the woman from talking to them.

"I've been having some interesting dreams since I was a young girl. Very odd and confusing most of them. For a couple of years now dragons have started showing up in them, lately more often. Most of these masks are modeled after them. They're a big hit every year at the festival, as you can see. Well the festival also attracts a certain type of person once in a while. Dragon slayers tend to be such youngsters; it breaks my heart to see them to stumble through alone, searching for answers."

"As I said I've had dreams, visions if you want to call them like that. There are a thousand different dragons, I seldom see the same one twice, but there are a couple that visit me very often. These are two of them. They speak to each other often, talking about two little humans."

"Do you… do you know who?" Wendy asked trying her best to keep tears at bay.

"Why indeed I do Wendy."

"Hey, we didn't tell you our names," Natsu exclaimed.

"It seems you haven't Natsu." He looked started and still kind of confused.

"It was us Natsu-san," Wendy said. "Igneel and Grandine are the ones in her visions. So that means," she grabbed the white mask which the woman had placed in a corner behind the table, "this is her." The woman nodded.

"Can we keep them?" Natsu asked in an uncharacteristically quiet voice. His sudden gentleness surprised Wendy and she saw that he looked like he was fighting back tears too.

"Of course," she said. It was quiet for a moment until the woman spoke up again.

"It's getting late. Maybe you should be heading off home." Wendy agreed.

"Thank you for all of your help," Wendy said with a bow.

"Yeah, thanks," Natsu said.

"It's no problem dears. Just remember to stay together; you're going to need each other if you plan on solving this mystery. Oh and take this to your steel friend." She pulled out a black and metal looking mask and handed it to them. Wendy's eyes widened at that face. It looked angry and quite familiar.

"Um it's actually iron," Wendy said taking the mask.

"Really? Hmmm, it all looks the same in dreams I suppose," said the woman. "Well run off now, you wouldn't want to miss your train."

They waved at the woman as they walked away towards the station, masks in hand and deep in thought.

"Do you believe her?" Wendy asked.

"Of course," Natsu answered. "We've just gotta keep searching, they're counting on us."

"Counting on us for what Natsu- San? Why did they leave us in the first place instead of helping us?" She clutched the small fist holding the mask. "Why did they leave?" Her voice cracked with those last words.

Natsu stopped walking and faced Wendy, placing both hands on her shoulders. "I don't know, but they must have had a good reason. They didn't abandon us. You gotta believe that." He smiled at her, but not his usual mischievous smile. It was small and sad, but didn't last long. "Now let's go! We gotta get ready for battle!"

He grabbed her hand and started running through the crowd. Wendy shrieked in surprised and tried to keep pace with him. "What battle?" she asked yelling over the sound of the crowd and the wind.

"No idea!" he yelled back. "But we're gonna win, cause we have each other. Just like the old lady said!"

He was right Wendy decided. She didn't know what lay ahead of them but as long as they were together they would succeed in facing it.