I'm back and with another Gajevy story! Yay! It's basically what if Gajeel had met Levy after Metalicana had disappeared but before they both joined a guild.

Sorry in advance for any mistakes. Hope you enjoy this story, if you do leave a review, they make my day!

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It was hot. And he was wearing black, pure black. Why hadn't he chosen the white baggy T-shirt before leaving? Because like Metalicana had said so many times before, he was an idiot.

"Damn it! Why are you always right?!" He shouted before realizing that he was in the middle of a city not in the woods where he would be if his dad was here, and people liked to stare. Especially if you look like you just went through hell and back. Which he did.

His jeans were practically just loose threads at the end because they had been too long before so they had been dragged all over a forest floor. Plus, there were random holes in them from all the times he had fallen during his training to become an Iron Dragonslayer. His T-shirt was in even worse condition and was absorbing all the heat of the blazing sun making him sweat more water than he had drank this morning.

Finally, the people stopped staring at him like he was a freak show allowing him to let out a sigh of relief. But it was still hot and he was sure that he was going to be dehydrated soon. He wished he had stayed in the forest where even if it was hot you could hide in the shade of the looming trees. However, Metalicana had left him and he now had to prove to his father that he should have left him.

Of course, his plan might have worked better if he had the money to buy the things he needed, if he knew how the world worked, or perhaps the biggest 'if' for Gajeel, how to join a guild. He had heard about one named 'Phantom Lord' and had gotten the sense that they were pretty tough but like he had said, he didn't know how to join a guild. In fact, Metalicana might have just been better off putting him with the wolves. Oh wait, Gajeel would've actually been able to beat the crap out of them unlike with this situation.

He had been lying earlier when he had said it was hot, it was blistering hot, so hot he stopped and went into some shop that was a dozen times cooler than the outside.

Upon closer inspection, the shop he had stepped into seemed to be a bookstore and it was filled to the brim with books but to his surprise he couldn't see any dust on the books. At least he wouldn't sneeze now if he bumped into something.

"Hello, do you need anything?" A high pitched voice asked making him jump as he had been so stuck within his thoughts that he hadn't noticed the petite girl walk up to him.

The girl had on an indigo summer dress that had purple and yellow flowers. The yellow popped out against the blue making his eyes hurt. He moved on to her face, she had on red rimmed glasses that had slid to the bottom of her nose giving off the impression that she was looking down upon him. It made him feel a lot smaller until he realized that he was at least one head taller than her. She was sort of like a shrimp. Her slightly wavy blue hair looked so soft that he to resist to touch it.

"Um, no." He replied caught off guard. After all, he had only talked to his dad so he wasn't sure what to say, which was actually quite ironic. He could talk to a full grown dragon yet not a small harmless girl… He had to fix that.

She nodded, "Well if you do, I'll be right there reading." She pointed to a leather chair in the back that he hadn't seen because it was surrounded by towers built out of books.

"Oh! Um, I actually just came to get away from the heat…" He mumbled, not wanting to seem rude as he knew he wasn't going to buy anything, he didn't have the money.

She laughed and he wasn't sure if he was hallucinating or not, but the whole room seemed to light up when she did… He was most definitely hallucinating.

"That's what I thought," At his confusion, she explained, "you didn't seem like the type to read in their spare time. Anyway, it's fine, you can just scan the shelves and see if you find anything that catches your attention."

Oh… Wait! That was rude! But then again it was true, he barely read, so he let it go and decided to follow her advice. Only to feel like he was being watched but when he turned around, there was no one except for the girl. That was strange, a girl her age shouldn't have been left alone to take care of a shop. Maybe her parents had abandoned her like Metalicana had with him, if so, Gajeel felt bad for her.

He went back to looking at the books and saw a series that caught his eye, Fablehaven. He reached for what seemed to be the first one but before he could the girl said something, "Oh! That series is really good also that's the second one in the Fablehaven series! The first one is the second one's place. Sorry, a customer picked it up but then put it back in the wrong order."

"If you knew about it why didn't you put it in the correct order?" He asked, confused, but then wondered if he was being rude.

When he asked that, the girl's face turned bright red and she put her hands in front of face before she started waving them around making him even more confused and self-conscious about what he had said.

"I-I'm s-sorry," She rushed to explain, "I was reading a really good book that day and I really didn't want to stop reading it because I was about to find out if Voldemort was going to die or not. And Harry came back to life, and it was just so good. Then I forgot after I finished the book because of the seventeen years later part at the end and I started crying because the series was finally over. After that my dad gave me another book to cheer me up, Twice upon a time…" She rambled on making Gajeel snore slightly. In his defense, her voice was lulling him to sleep so it wasn't his fault.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just get like that when I'm nervous." She apologized looking at the book she was nervously fingering but at the lack of response she looked up to find Gajeel dozing off with his head leaning on a book shelf, drooling slightly. Then she realized that he was drooling on books! "Mister! Don't drool on the books! That's our antiquity section! You're going to ruin the books!"

He woke up with a jolt and then rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things, nope he wasn't. The shrimp was shouting at him, hands on hips, and scowling as though he had just committed the gravest sin of all. When he processed what she was shouting about, he couldn't help himself, he laughed and laughed and laughed until he was gasping for breath.

She looked at him quizzically, shouting forgotten, "Are you laughing? Yeah, I think you are." She stated disbelievingly.

"Were you just shouting at me because I was about to drool on your precious books? Gihi." He matched her disbelieving tone though wasn't able to stop the laugh at the end. Then he frowned as he felt overcome by exhaustion, the non-stop walking and heat must finally be catching up with him.

"So what if I was? Those books are rare!" She defended herself and was going to say more but then he started swaying on his feet. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just tired, shrimp." He muttered before he passed out making her rush forward in concern for a child who was just a little older than her, not that she could tell though, he was taller than he should have been.

But then what he had called her registered inside her brain, "WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME!"

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