Author's note: I hope this will be as funny for you as it sounded in my head XD This one's gonna be a short, funny, romantic (maybe I'm gonna make you FEEEEEEEL, hopefully)

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Love you all, my Misty-es!

CHAPTER 1:

Gajeel was having the worst day ever. He woke up late, his car broke down when he was in the worst hurry possible, eventually got a cab with his last money, and he was still late for work. He dropped his cell phone when he got out of the yellow car, smashing his touch screen into a million pieces. And, when he thought his day couldn't get any worse, his boss fired him, but only after he finished the work day. On the bright side, he got his pay, so at least that was a good thing. However, even though a good thing happened, a worst thing was about to cloud his already horrible day.

A flash ripped through the sky, lighting the night. The deafening thunder that followed made him groan loudly as he gazed up. A storm was coming. And he didn't have an umbrella or his car. He considered taking a cab again, but, since what he had on him was his last pay, he had to be very careful on what he spent it until he found another job. So he decided to walk home, since it was too late for a bus.

The wind whipped at his face, Gajeel pulling his collar up. Another lightning lit the darkened street and the thunder made a couple of stray dogs run with their tails between their legs. A couple of minutes later and heavy rain started pouring down, drenching him in cold as fuck water. He sped up, almost running, but all was in vain. The heavy rain reached his most hidden pieces of clothing. Gajeel exhaled heavily when he saw the apartment building where he lived. He sped up, already imagining relaxing under a hot shower. He took two steps at a time, rummaging through his pockets for the key.

"Where's that goddamn key?" He growled when he reached his door, but was unable to find the small metal object that prevented him from taking a well-deserved bath. "Oh, come on!" He slammed his hand on the wooden door after he emptied all of his pockets and found that his key was missing. "Can this day get any worse? Like, seriously, are you fucking kidding me? Son of a..." He considered for a moment to break the door down but Gajeel knew his landlord was an asshole and he'd be ripped off for the repairs. So, he leaned heavily on his door and let himself slide down, cradling his knees to his chest.

Half an hour later, as he was shivering violently, he heard some footsteps on the stairs. Gajeel decided not to bother raising his eyes and see who it was, since he didn't really know anyone and wanted to be left alone. They would probably think he was drunk or stoned, or both, but he couldn't really care.

"Are you OK?" A bright, concerned voice stopped his internal moping and made Gajeel whip his head up from his knees. It was his neighbor, a short girl with blue hair and pixie face. She waited patiently for him to answer.

"Uhm... Yeah, just peachy..." His voice was a little too rough, but the girl didn't seem to flinch.

"Locked out?" She smiled warmly. Gajeel didn't answer, he merely dropped his head on his knees again. "Do you need some help?"

"No, I'm good, thanks. I... called the landlord and he said he'll be here. So... I'm good." Gajeel felt a bit bad for lying to such a wonderful girl as her. Levy. He repeated her name in his mind over and over again after first hearing it from her blonde friend. He noticed how warm she was and how all the kids from the near area came to greet and glomp her like a mother.

He watched her play soccer and basket with the kids, and even taught the runts how to draw. And, oh, she had talent. He glanced a number of times over her drawings, every time she was called by the kids, she would take her sketches out and let the young ones get mesmerized by them. She didn't mind that all the kids wanted to play with her, pulling on her hands like she was a ragged doll.

"Okay, then, have a good night." Levy pulled him back from his memories, unlocking the door across him and disappearing after it.

About 10 minutes after she disappeared behind her door, a wonderful smell filled his nostrils. She was cooking something that made his mouth water and his stomach growl loudly, since he didn't have a chance to get some breakfast, or lunch. It was now he realized his last meal was the night before. That made his stomach grumble even worse. He swallowed hard and suppressed a violent shiver, when the door in front of him opened.

"I called the landlord, since you suck at lying." She pointed at his broken phone lying next to his leg. "He's gonna come by in the morning." Gajeel couldn't suppress his groan.

"Well, fucking perfect..."

"Can I offer you some hot tea? You look like you need one. Maybe some dinner, too?"

"No... Thanks..."

"Okay..." Levy disappeared again, only to come back a few minutes later with a towel and a swim belt. She threw it over his slumped head and, before he could compose himself and stop sputtering like a fucking idiot, she placed the swim belt over his head and shoved a tray of food under his pierced nose.

"Wha..."

"You're gonna drown in that puddle." The bluenette grinned by the not so subtle joke. "And I brought some food for you." Gajeel looked on the wooden tray and noticed something that looked like a doggy bowl that had FIDO written with a black marker.

"What's this?" He felt a bit offended.

"Well, you wanna be treated like a dog instead of accepting help when you obviously need it, so I obliged." Levy said with a sarcastic tone, folding her arms. This little remark and the swim belt around his neck made Gajeel snicker.

"Funny... Hilarious. Didn't know you were a comedian."

"I'm not. Levy's the name, by the way." She extended her hand with a smile. "And you are...?" She waited expectantly as Gajeel snickered.

"Fido."

"Ha! Now who's the comedian?" Gajeel took her hand and raised himself, watching the short girl laugh.

"Gajeel Redfox. The one with the worst day possible."

"I got the hot tub ready, so come on. I won't bite. You can stay till the landlord comes and opens the door." Gajeel scratched the back of his head, looking away. Why was she helping a stranger? Everyone else backed off, since he was heavily pierced and had plenty of tattoos. But not her. She didn't even look scared.

"...Thanks…" He couldn't suppress the blush that was warming his ears as he followed the short girl into her home.

"I got some dry clothes for you, but I think they might be a bit too small for you… Sorry…" Levy smiled sheepishly at him when she handed Gajeel some sweatpants and a t-shirt. "What are you still doing here, silly? Get those wet clothes off before you catch a cold!" She ushered his surprised form in the bathroom, closing the door behind him. "Just put your clothes outside when you're done so I can put them to dry, kay?"Even her muffled voice was filled with warmth. Gajeel blushed uncontrollably, not believing his eyes or ears. He didn't spent too long pondering over the strange, but kind girl that took him under her wing for the night. The steam-filled room was too inviting, Gajeel feeling his skin prickle from the warm air. He could almost imagine himself getting into the hot tub, letting the steaming water warm his frozen body.

So he undressed quickly and cracked the door open so he could place the clothes outside. Then he turned to the tub, smiling widely as he submerged easily. With a loud sigh he leaned on his back, closing his eyes and letting everything go.

Twenty minutes later, Levy knocked on the door, startling him.

"I brought a couple of towels, sorry, I forgot to give you some." She opened the door slightly, revealing her hand that was holding the towels, placing them on the floor.

"Thanks." Gajeel answered, remembering he was not in his own bathroom.

"Dinner's ready, by the way, but you can take your time." His growling stomach told him it was time to get out of the hot tub and accept the short girl's kindness. So, with a swift move, he got out, wiped himself and whatever mess he made and put the pants on. He looked in the mirror and smiled, seeing how short the pants were. He grabbed the t-shirt and opened the door. Levy was standing with her back to him, stirring something in a pot.

"I wanted to come and check if you needed that swim belt, after all." She snickered, glancing his way swiftly. That's when she noticed his well built chest. Gajeel grinned when he saw her stare with a scorching blush, not even realizing the food was starting to smoke.

"Food." He pointed to her pot, pulling the bluenette's eyes off his pecks, pulling the shirt over him while she was trying to save her meal.

"Shit!" She whispered under her breath, trying to contain her blush. She heard him walk calmly towards her, glancing over her shoulder.

"Managed to save it?" He crossed his arms over his chest, enjoying her embarrassment.

"Yeah, just barely. No thanks to you."

"What? I pointed out it was starting to smoke."

"And whose fault was it that I almost burnt it? Didn't think you'd waltz out of the bathroom topless like... that..." She gestured to his chest, avoiding his eyes.

"I'm gonna take it as a compliment." He winked at her when Levy dared glancing his way, her cheeks flaming again and butterflies taking flight inside her.

"It's... gonna get cold, so let's eat." Levy avoided his crooked grin and seated herself after placing a filled plate across her on the table. "Bon appétit!" She didn't wait for him to grab his spoon and taste some soup, shoving some food in her mouth. Gajeel looked intently at her, then lowered his eyes to his plate, feeling a lump in his throat.

"Thank you." He said suddenly. "I'm gonna make it up to you, I promise." His voice was fierce.

"Gajeel... You don't have to..."

"I do. It's just... no one's ever been so kind to me before... So I'm in your debt. Don't! Please, just let me make it up to you. You deserve it." Levy was about to argue, but exhaled in defeat and smiled.

"I'm happy that I could help you, but if that would make you feel better, fine."

"It would." The rest of their meal was quiet, the two enjoying a comfortable silence. "You're a great cook." Gajeel said suddenly when Levy got up to place the dishes in the washer.

"Thanks..." He was starting to enjoy her blush even more than her sense of humor. "We should call it a night. I'll go prep your bed." Levy started the dish washer and disappeared from the kitchen. Gajeel followed her silently, watching the short girl with warm eyes. "There you go. If you wake up before me, don't leave without having some breakfast, 'kay? Have a good night, Fido." She smiled impishly and went to her room, not waiting for his reply. He snorted.

"Good night, Shorty." He called after her, walking calmly to the extended couch. As soon as his head hit he pillow, he was out cold.

TBC

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