Gajeel's POV
That stupid, fire spitting, cotton candy haired twinkie has gotten on my nerves for the last time. He is going to pay! I thought as I headed toward the guild. I was fuming. I was just about to burst through the doors, screaming at the worm, making a scene when I felt something small bump into my chest causing me to almost trip. I glanced down and I was met with the prettiest brown eyes looking back at me. Her crazy blue hair stuck everywhere. Her yellow ribbon had fallen off her head and was hanging around her neck. I wondered if she had even noticed. She was wearing the same bright yellow dress she had worn yesterday. She must have been here all night again. Does she even know what day it is? Her eyes widened with surprise and realization.
"Oh my gosh. I am so so so sorry, Galeej." She closed her book. Figures.
"It's fine, but my name is-"
"I am so sorry. I didn't mean it. I-I can fix it." I looked down to see that her book, which had things sticking off of it, had caught on my shirt and ripped it. "Oh, I'm so so sorry."
"No, no. It's fine. I-" I looked back at her face. Tears were forming in her big beautiful eyes. Oh what had I done? Now, I made her cry. The one person I swore I would never hurt again is crying because of me. How do I fix it? I reached for her. "No, don't-"
A squeak erupted from her as she jumped back. Now I saw fear in her eyes. I am just making things worse. Why can't I do anything right? I gulped and took a step back. I raised my hands up in defense. She watched me carefully. I turned and walked away. I couldn't help it. I hated seeing that look on her. I never wanted to see it again. I promised that I would never be the reason she cried, and I would severely hurt, if not kill, who ever did. There were consequences for breaking a promise, especially that promise.
My mind jumped to that night. The night I first saw that look on her face.
Levy's POV
Thoughts were running through my head too fast to comprehend them, let alone organize them. What day was it? How long had I been up? Yeah, I better go home. I started walking towards the door. I kept my nose in the book I had been reading for the past..well who knows how long. I had to be careful with this one though, it had decorations sticking off of it. The sun hit the paper and reflected off making me squint.
Suddenly, a shadow passed over me. I know I lose track of time, but that was fast. Then I bumped into something firm. I looked up and looking down at me were dazzling, black eyes. His face was hard, and I could tell he was angry. Oh no. I made him mad.
"Oh my gosh. I am so so so sorry, Galeej." I closed my book as I tried to take a step back. Crud, I said his name wrong. Didn't I? I didn't get very far because I felt bit of resistance and heard a tear. Now what had I done?
"It's fine, but my name is-" I saw his face soften. I have to fix this. I keep messing up. I'm so clumsy.
"I am so sorry. I didn't mean it. I-I can fix it." I reached to untangle the strings from the decors sticking off. "Oh, I'm so so sorry." He looked down and saw what I was talking about. Yup. He's gonna be mad.
"No, no. It's fine. I-" He said. I could feel tears welling up. I want to be noticed by him, but not in this way. "No, don't-" In the corner of my eye, I saw something coming towards me. My first instinct was to jump away instead of attack. I know I'm a wuss. It turned out to be his hand. I looked up at him. He had an unreadable expression on his face.
Suddenly, he took a step back. There was something unusual in his eyes. Fear? Sadness? Then, he turned and walked quickly away. What did I do? I glanced down. There were some stray strings hanging from it. I have to fix it. Not just his shirt, but it's a place to start.