Yo! Many thanks to Guest and joeykatoey for reviewing the first chapter and to all the others who have putted this fic in your favorite/alert story list. *Jumping and celebrating in joy*

Lol, I have the feeling this fic is . . . dirty. But then again, Gajeel has not the most prettiest mouth. . . XD

Hope you enjoy the second chapter~!

"Lala stared surprised at the man in front of her, eyes glittering in the night. A happy feeling danced inside her stomach and she just wanted to hug him right then and there, though she didn't forget what just had happened. There were multiple bullet holes in the walls around her and she saw blood dripping from his fingers. Reality came back in full force and she yelled running towards him-"

Levy felt something poke her shoulder. She ignored it and the next one wanting the person who did it on purpose or not to just get the hell away, turning the page and left yet again the real world to the story in front of her.

"-and took two shaking arms around him, giving him a hug while the tears only fell and fell. She-"

"Hey, I just met you,

And this is crazy,

Your hair is blue,

So I call ya Shorty."

She flew up from her chair nearly before he even began singing, heart beating, and eyes wide, all in shock.

"W-W . . . W-wha…?" she barely managed to get out.

"Your eyes are bluer than the Atlantic Ocean and I'm lost at sea."

She felt anger blare just under surface. Was he drunk or something?

"M-my eyes . . ., they're brown!" she finally managed to say.

"If being odd though hot is a crime, you're so fucking guilty, babe."

The next word died on her tongue and she just stared at him, mouth open in surprise. Is he . . . is he hitting on me?

I don't want to be hit on! I just want to read, she wished to yell at him, but her voice didn't find her and she found herself stare at him instead.

She had gotten enough of Jet and Droy, her two best friends who always was around her, never seeming to leave her alone. They once even walked inside the women's restroom which she promptly kicked them out from. She knew they only wanted to protect her but no matter how many times she told them she could take care of herself they didn't believe her.

After they had followed her home that day, only stopping at the door step before leaving, she had grabbed her new book and left the house, walking to a small anonymous bar her friends didn't know of, and found a table to read at.

She didn't know that two guys had tried to hit on her, one not yet to leave.

"If I told you that you had a nice body, would you hold it against me?" How he moved his eyebrows clearly told her what he meant, and she blushed not expecting it.

"Kiss me if I'm wrong, but dinosaurs still exist, right?"

"Wha…? No, they don't-wait! No-no, I-I mean…yes-no…I-I…" her eyes flew from one place to another, not wanting to see the wicked grin of his.

She hardly saw him sit down on the opposite chair before he opened his mouth again.

"It's a good thing I have my library card," What . . ., "because I'm totally checking you out!"

And before she was capable to reply,

"This may seem corny, but you make me very horny."

How was she going to react to that!?

"You know they say that skin is the largest organ on the human body?" his grin turned wide while he spoke and he looked down his body, "Not in my case."

She squeaked face shaped in horror and surprise.

"I am damn sure that dress of yours would look good in a crumpled heap next to my bed. Mind if I talk you out of it?"

"You might not be the best looking girl here, but beauty is only a light switch away."

"I'm like a Rubik Cube; the more you play with me the harder I get."

"I'm afraid of the dark . . . would you sleep with me tonight?"

"People call me the Iron Fist, but trust me babe, that's not the only part of me that's made of it."

"I wanna put my thingy in your thingy."

That drew the line.

"P-please s-stop!" she cried while she tried to ignore the faint twist in her lower half. He talks dirty and I like it!?

She saw the stranger hunch himself forwards, closer to her, and she did the same automatically. He opened his mouth and his voice was dripping in lust.

"You're just like my little toe, because I'm going to bang you on every piece of furniture in my home . . . and do it over" he breathed hotly, "and over again."

Goose bumps became known as she looked at him, and really understood what she was looking at.

He had muscled arms with piercings, ripped black shirt that held nothing to her imagination; she easily saw parts of his six-pack and otherwise hairless chest. He had black long hair, handsomely pierced face and red eyes. Freaking red eyes!

She swallowed.

"What do you say to leave this bar . . . and get to my place?"

Her want to do so overwhelmed her, but after only a short moment to think she nodded, although barely, and a strong warm hand met hers. He helped her up, and led her to the door; she looked back at her table, at her book but didn't go back. This activity sounded more fun than what she earlier had done.

He put an arm around her when a strong wind flew passed them, securing her protectively against him. This motion let her feel more of his piercings and muscles, not that she was complaining. . .

"The name's Gajeel. Just so you know what to scream."

Her eyes widened and she couldn't help the lovely sensation by his words. She bit her lips, why don't I doubt it . . .?

I think you know now what's happening in the last chapter. :3 Heheh, I just had to write Levy's point of view. Hope you liked it.

So, as I said the previous chapter, I will mark this fic complete now. It's a three-shot, and something in the summary hasn't happened yet. Lemon.

Basically the last chapter is a lemon, with some dirty pick up lines in the mix. XD

I don't know when I'm going to write or when I'm going to post it. Maybe a week, a month, a year from now. . . ? Who knows!? So don't be surprised if in a year or two a message pops up on your mail . . .

Lol, until the last time (no matter how long it will possible take), Bye!