This Shrimp Needs A Hero
One extremely cold, rainy day, a certain blue-haired mage was reading a book in the guild hall of Fairy Tail. She liked this kind of weather, because it was the perfect time to just sink herself into the world of fiction, get carried away by the magic of words, and not want to come back to the real world for a while. Books were amazing sources of entertainment for her. It's no wonder that she keeps a library's worth of books in one place, which is in her dorm in Fairy Hills, and she is content.
The novel that she was currently reading was about dragons. She had a fascination to them, for some reason. Maybe it was because they were symbols of power, or of strength, or of Natsu, or of epicness. Great things. Greater words. Extravagance?
But the dragons were everything she wasn't, she'd always think. Dragons were big, mighty, fire-breathing, and respected. Levy was small, only for good use because of her intelligence, weak, jealous of her other guildmates (but she doesn't show nor say it, because she is a good mage like that), and just everything dragons are not. Which brings her back to the question: why does she like dragons so much?
Anyway, let's get back to Levy in the real world, and not in her thoughts. She's sitting there now, the smell of rain filling her nose, the sound of the rain and thunder booming in her ears, the words of the fictional dragon book now stopping to flow into her mind. Why was she reading about dragons? Why did she take an interest to them? She was very ironic that way.
Levy had not noticed someone approaching her from behind, though the footsteps were heavy, the swearing was very much heard, and the eyes were on her. And her book. Spiky, black hair, intimidating red eyes, nice built and all.
"You seem to like the dragon books a lot, Shrimp."
A bell rang off in her head. Lightning flashed. Thunder struck. The rain stopped all of a sudden, as if his presence literally brightened up her day. Behind her was the very reason why she was interested in dragons in the first place.
They were everything she wasn't. He was everything she wasn't. She needed the Dragon Slayer of Iron to save her own weak, small, ugly self a lot of times. Levy needed someone to torture her and make her fall in love with him, to be her partner in the Tenrou Island S-Rank Exam, to make her feel bigger, to make her feel stronger, to make her feel safe. This shrimp needed a hero.
Gajeel Redfox is the hero. The dragon saves the shrimp's ass. A lot of times. And the next question that pains Levy McGarden's entire being hits home.
Did he need her?