Crimson Jealous by England of GaLe

Gajeel's P.O.V.

"Ya got to be kidding me, old man. There's no way the shrimp could have hurt anyone. She couldn't even put a scratch on me." Gajeel said, with a grin on his face as if everything was alright.

"Right?"

"Is that what you really think?" He turned around to seeing Levy standing at the guild door. She was different though. Levy was wearing a crimson and black layered shirt that stopped under her chest, showing her stomach with crimson red armor shoulder plates and a satin red shirt that went all the way to her ankles in the middle.

"You think that I'm weak. That I can't take care of myself and I need you only to follow me and save me from every little bad thing that comes my way!" Her voice rose higher and higher while she spoke as she took a step by step closer to me.

"That I'm just the weak little girl who just sits around reading books all day!"

"You're wrong. I don't think of you like that. Then why can't I tell you that?" She was standing there right in front of me but as much as I wanted to I couldn't and as soon as I opened my mouth it was too late.