Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.
Gajeel was looking through the corner of his eye. He smiled as a certain blue-haired Mage sat in one of the corners of their rowdy guild.
"You know," said a cheery voice, "you should talk to her instead of just checking her out from the corner of your eye."
He looked up to see the barmaid smile at him.
"Oi. Whatcha talkin' bout woman? I ain't looking at nobody!" he grunted.
"Mira is right Gajeel," said his (sometimes annoying) cat.
In the background you could hear Natsu starting another fight. Gajeel decided it was best to ignore the stupid Salamander, and focused on eating his iron milk.
It wasn't until a something almost hit Shorty that he joined the fight, of course after smashing the table that Elfman had thrown accidentally in her direction.
"Oi, Elfman, watch where you throw the damn tables!" he yelled, anxious to start yet another fight.
"If you're a man, you throw tables like a man!"
Not really knowing what he meant with that Gajeel turned to the Shrimp, smirking, "it might be safer for you to read that at home don't you think?"
With a quick nod, and a scarlet blush, the solid script Mage grabbed her book and dashed for the entrance.
She stood at the door for a second, looked at the Iron Dragon Slayer, and sent a wink in his direction
A/N: Well, here's a one-shot on one of my favorite pairings. Hope you enjoyed it!
Merry Christmas to you all, and just in case I don't post anything, Happy New Year!