"Why don't you just tell him how you feel?" Lucy looked at Levy out of the corner of her eye. They were both in Lucy's apartment, sitting comfortably on the couch.
"I would but…" Levy blushed just thinking about it, "He'd probably laugh at me and say something about how I'm too weak,"
"I really doubt that," Lucy smirked, "You seriously don't notice how wrapped up in you he is? Jeeze Levy, you must be blind or something.
"I dunno…" Levy sighed, "Do you ever think that maybe he's just so protective of me because of… you know…"
Images of that night flashed into her head. Gajeel's red eyes, that crooked smirk as the took out Jet and Droy like they were flies. Him shackling her to the tree…
She shivered.
"Levy…" Lucy sighed, bringing her into a hug. The little blue-nette just slumped. What was she going to do?
"Just tell him," Lucy smiled, "I promise you, you won't regret it,"
Levy left Lucy's house late. She walked down the dark streets with only a little more confidence than before. She could do this… maybe.
Suddenly she heard a familiar voice off in the distance…
"Hey now, calm down a bit, will ya?"
Levy rounded the corner to see Gajeel walking down an alleyway. She felt her heart drop out of her chest.
"Ooooohh… Gajeel…," the girl had a figure like Mirajane, with black hair and striking features. She was wearing a short leather skirt and a red crop-top. Her shirt almost couldn't contain her sizable breasts. She had her arms wrapped around his scared arm.
Fury suddenly spiked in Levy. What in the hell did he think he was doing?!
"Gajeel… you wanna walk me home?" she traced a finger up his arm to his shoulder.
"I…"
"Oh pleeeaaasssee…" she smiled, pushing against him, her head resting on his shoulder, "You're not going to let a poor defenseless girl walk home all by yourself will you?"
"You're definitely not defenseless, Lyra," he growled.
He knows her name?! Levy didn't like the tone of voice he used.
"You don't think so?" she crooned, pushing him against the wall.
Levy darted out of sight, fighting the tears that were threatening to spill over. This had to be a nightmare. Gajeel wouldn't do this to her… would he? She was clinging to the brick wall as if she couldn't stand.
"Definitely not," Gajeel's voice was low. It made the hair on the back of Levy's neck stand on end.
"Why don't you walk me home, Gajeel?"
Levy peeked around the corner to watch the horrific spectacle unfold. Her hands were against his chest, her body curved against his. She had lifted her knee and wrapped it around his waist., "I'll make it worth your while,"
"Lyra…"
She kissed him.
Levy collapsed onto the ground. Tears were flowing freely down her face. Stupid Gajeel! How could he?! With someone as sleazy as that too?!
'Of course he would!' she thought to herself, 'Like he'd want anything to do with someone as spineless and weak as you!'
"Weak huh?" she whispered, a rage burning inside of her, "I'll show him weak!"
Wiping the tears from her eyes she turned down the alley. She didn't know what had happened, but Lyra was a few feet away with Gajeel still against the wall of the alley. Levy didn't much care, though. She felt the anger swelling inside of her tiny body.
"Levy? What are you doing out here so late?" Gajeel jumped, his eyes darting to the girl a few feet away.
"Solid Script! Fire!" the fire hit Lyra so hard she when sprawling onto the pavement.
"You little bitch!" the black haired girl pulled herself up, "You'll pay for that!"
"Solid Script! Ice!" ice shards hurled themselves towards Lyra. She couldn't dodge in time, the shards slicing up her skin and clothes.
"Levy!" Gajeel jumped forward, hands up, "Stop!"
"Solid Script! Freeze!" Ice swirled up Gajeel's legs, waist, torso, arms.
"Gah!"
Levy walked up to the frozen dragon-slayer, eyes blazing. "Maybe THAT will cool you two down," she growled through gritted teeth. Turning so fast her blue hair almost hit Gajeel in the face, she stalked away, tears running down her face again. Tears she made sure Gajeel didn't see.