There she is. Falling, down, down, down like a water droplet. Her hair the brightest blue shields her face. Tiny pale hands reaching out. She's so close he can feel her breath on his fingertips. For a split second she is his, he holds her tight head to chest, skin to skin. Her eyelashes brush against him, lips cold and skimming his body. He can feel every ounce of blood her heart pumps. Then she's taken. The monster hidden within the wind grabs his blue hair girl in a twister pulling her away. He tries to hold on feeling his arm's being torn off inch by inch over centuries of time. She's gone. She's dancing away with the devil in the sky. Brightest blue hair shinning as she goes, twirling and twirling till she's gone. He crashes on land watching her leaves. The wind comes back to sting his cheek and thank him for the girl. His eyes shut against command, he is left laying there waiting for the girl.
He wakes with a startle. Damn dream again and again this perfect girl comes. Each time he gets closer to keeping her, but she always leaves. Shaking off the sleep G stands up from the table he's laid. His house is simple not to large. He, Natsu, Gray and Lexus share the place. Each man has their own room except Lexus. He gets the attic because he's the oldest. G looks around his hole at the mess it is. Food scraps rest upon the floor, papers pile in a stacks across the room, beer bottles piled up high in a pyramid. The room was nice as to how it was laid out, in fact the whole house was.
The two-story place was made of red brick. Walking up a cement path taking the stairs, one, two, three, four, you were on a wraparound porch. Two leather recliners sat to the left, an old brown couch on the right. The doors were light yellow cracked, and paint chipped after years of weathering. A broken door bell was at the right. The tune used to be jingle bells as a prank, but no one could fix it. So Gajeel smashed it. The doors held double sided glass placed the wrong way. On the right door you could see out but not in, on the left you could only see in. Walking into the place was a parlor is area. The boys used it to store anything they didn't want in their rooms. Old books, and coats piled against the walls. Along with muddy shoes and every sports thing imaginable, including a cheerleading skirt. Don't ask.
Beyond the parlor to the left in the main room. Three couches, five bean bags and seven broken chairs center around the single T.V. on the right is the office set up with a desk for each person. They go there for group studies or when ones getting a lucky and loud upstairs. Past the office doors down the hall way straight back is the dinning room covered in food from all regions of the world including some yet to be discovered. The left of the dinning room past the double door out back is the kitchen. The closest thing to you from this angle would be the giant fridge. Cabinets were taken out to fit Natsus pride, but it was worth it for all the things it can hold. To papers you accidently put there, to beer, to a girls bra you'll later put on as a hat. Next to the fridge is two oven one on top of the other. Never used of course. The rest of the space is whicker cabinets and a beige looking counter top. The sink and dishwasher are at the island where the bar is. The most crowded space of all. To the left and straight is the main room.
The thing separating all the rooms is the stairs, directly in the middle off the house. Going up seventeen steps to the right, down the hall, right turn is Natsus room. Hot head keeps it off limits to all but his cat Happy and Bunny girl Lucy. If you go down the same hall and to the left is Grays room. He has fans running twenty-four-seven so no one goes there. If you go straight down the hall through the door in the back it'll lead you to Laxuss' room. Turning left at the stairs and going down that hall will bring you to the only door on that side, Gajeels. His room is the biggest but that's because he found the house. Upon entering it the room consumes you. To the right against the wall a small desk next to that a mesh waste basket. Two king beds side-by-side engulf the room to the wall across the door. A book case used for nothing, but storage stays and next to that a chest filled with thing Gajeel wants to keep. Things tied to important memories. A doorway is on the next wall over, the door resting against its frame not hung up but broken. The bathroom is there. Each room has its own, the main appeal of the house. A standing two person shower with over the head rain water faucet is, a clawfoot bathtub next to it, never used of course. Gajeel is to masculine for the tub. A small wall shields the toilet and, on the wall, across from it all is the sinks and mirror. Behind the rooms door is a small closet used to store the little clothes Gajeel has. He doesn't need many, he's not trying to impress people with his style, but he always keeps it clean and organized.
He looks at the beaten-up desk checking the clock. Eight-forty he has five minutes till he should be at work. He's a club bouncer. His favorite job he's ever had. Getting hit on by not semi bad looking girls, punching drunk guys and yelling at everyone. For Gajeel it's the best thing in the world. Pulling on some faded gray wash cargo pants, black boots, a white shirt with sprinkles of red (blood from several nights ago) and his jacket he's off. His Classic Harley Davidson parked in the garage awaited him. Speeding off into the street he's almost hit by a semi truck. Flipping it off he continues to the Club Fairy Tail. Tonight's gonna be great.
Pulling up he parks his bike with the others letting it shine compared to the trash others drive. He signals the manager Erza clocking in his time. $14 to stand outside and card people, $five for every person he throws out and an extra $ten if they land a hit on him. They never do but sometimes he thinks he could let one just for the money. He gives the current bouncer Elfman a tap on the shoulder while stepping to the other side. Elfman is a big guy but one of the nicest people you'll meet, very gullible too.
"whaa?" Elfman looks over his right shoulder as Gajeel leans against the door on the left. "Gihee" he smirks, arms crossed teeth baring. Elfman turns around and laughs punching Gajeel on the shoulder. He winces little but doesn't show it. As Elfman walks away Gajeel assumes proper security club bouncer routine.
"I.D. now" he looks up at the person in front of him, his face drops. It's her. The girl falling in his dream, the one he doesn't want to let go of. The one with the brightest blue hair is standing inches before him. The emotions displayed on her face he thinks she knows who he is too.
