Author's note: I wrote this listening to Halestorm - Love Bites and Brand x Music - All or nothing (gosh, there's a Fairy Tail trailer that has this melody gives me goosebumps every time...)

Sketcher1994 , I'm trying to write some action, too. Hope I'm not failing :P

kamiccolo's rose , I was fearing this wouldn't catch to the public XD

So, thank you all for reading it!

By the way, I'd love to see a review/comment in your native language! (Of course, please consider the writer, as well, since I only know 4 languages: Romanian, English, Spanish and Japanese, so add a translation, as well, if you guys happen to not be a speaker of those 4 languages)

Chapter 2:

Levy retreated herself in a corner of the room as Gajeel raised himself and took a defensive stance. Metalicanna did the same, his eyes locked on Gajeel's moves. He motioned for Gajeel to attack, taking him by surprise. After all, Gajeel expected Metalicanna to attack first. Nonetheless, he took advantage of this opportunity, lunging himself to his foster father with a concentrated look in his eyes. He directed two swift punches to Metalicanna's face, but the master easily dodged them. Gajeel continued with a knee to the spleen and a rounded kick to his head, again his foster parent dodging every attack. They stopped for a moment, Gajeel huffing heavily.

Metalicanna suddenly attacked, almost touching Gajeel, but he dodged the kick just in time, backing away as the raven haired man attacked with lightning-fast moves. Gajeel parried a punch, but was too slow for the knee in the stomach, getting thrown over the room. He coughed a couple of times, catching his breath. Gajeel looked at Metalicanna as he was smiling superior a couple of yards in front of him, so he got up, dusted himself and took an offensive stance seconds before he changed his fighting style.

Metalicanna was backing away as Gajeel tried to land a kick. For a moment the master was taken aback by Gajeel's speed and fighting style, but quickly composed himself and started parrying every hit Gajeel send his way. A couple of punches later and Metalicanna landed an uppercut, sending a stunned Gajeel flying. He took a defensive stance, waiting for Gajeel to get up, but he didn't.

"Is this why you left? To get weaker? Pathetic. Now get ou…" Gajeel started laughing weakly, raising himself with difficulty.

"Finally… I got ya."

"You lost, Gajeel."

"Can't argue with that. But I got ya." Metalicanna looked at him like he was losing his mind, but then his eyes popped open. Gajeel raised his left hand and let Metalicanna's black belt dangle in front of him. The master looked at his pants and gasped loudly. His belt was gone. And Gajeel was holding it. Levy came quietly behind her father, looking shocked at Gajeel, who was laughing like a maniac, wiping his bloody lip. Metalicanna was thinking hard. He tried to replay the whole scene, but he couldn't remember feeling Gajeel put his fingers around the dark fabric, let alone yank it from his waist. What was more amazing was the fact that Metalicanna usually knotted his belt three times and placed the ends under the brim of his pants. So Gajeel must have touched him at least five times before he actually got the belt off. He spun around on his heels and headed for the door.

"You can have Levy's old room. We use it for storage now, though." Metalicanna said with his back at the two youngsters, taking his leave. Levy stared at the door for a long moment before snapping her amazed gaze to Gajeel. He was wrapping the belt around his knuckles and tried to stand up, but Levy hurried to him, extending an arm to help him up.

"Thanks…" He grabbed a hold on her arm and got back on his feet with a wide grin.

"You were… amazing!" She breathed, still staring at him. Gajeel blushed, scratching the back of his head. "You… I can't believe… Father's…" She started stuttering, but Gajeel placed his hand of her shoulder, stopping whatever words she was about to utter.

"Wow there, shrimp. Take a deep breath and calm down."

"You're bleeding." Levy said suddenly, noticing his bloody lip.

"It's noth…" Levy grabbed his hand and dragged him out the door, hurrying to the bathroom. "Really, Levy, I'm fine." His ears were turning red, but he let her pull him along. Levy shoved Gajeel inside the huge room and threw him on a bench, then went to the first-aid kit. He was about to protest again, but Levy shushed him.

"Shove it." She pulled some disinfectant and a bandage, Gajeel hissing when she placed the soaking bandage on his lip, but quickly stopped his swearing when he noticed Levy getting closer to his mouth to blow on the stinging wound.

"You were amazing back there…" She said suddenly, breaking the heavy silence, continuing to tap the wound and blow on it softly.

"Yeah… Thanks…" He was staring. He knew it, but he couldn't look away from her eyes.

"You're gonna teach me some moves, right?" She suddenly looked deeply in his red eyes, activating an embarrassing blush on Gajeel's cheeks. His breath stopped altogether as he drowned in her hazel eyes. Without thinking, he leaned closer, surprising Levy when he took a hold of her mouth with his, kissing her for a long moment. He brushed the tip of his tongue between Levy's lips, a current going through Levy's body as she closed her eyes and parted her lips to meet his demanding tongue. He deepened the kiss fiercely, Levy snaking her hands in his black mane. That's when he snapped his eyes open and suddenly stood up.

"Shit! I'm sorry! I didn't… I'm sorry!" He backed away from a hurt looking Levy, turning his back to her and looking at his shaking hands.

"What just happened?" The wheels started clicking inside Levy's fuzzy brain, a scorching blush coloring her cheeks. "Oh, my… I… Uhm…" She couldn't utter a coherent word, so she grabbed the stitches and shoved them under his nose, leaving quickly.

"Shit… What have I done…?" He whispered heavily, staring at the stitches from his hand. He looked at himself in the mirror, noticing the nasty cut, and placed two sticky stitches after he disinfected the cut. After this, he went to find his pack and headed for Levy's old room, finding it easily. He groaned when he opened the sliding door, realizing just now what his foster father said. We use it for storage now.

"Well, better start cleaning the place if I wanna sleep tonight." Gajeel grabbed a couple of mops and brooms, searching for another deposit room. It was already the middle of the night when he finally cleared the room, lying down on his sleeping bag without having any dinner. He didn't want to see anyone at the moment, fearing of Levy's reaction and Metalicanna's scowl. After all, the runt of the family managed to touch the master of the dojo. So he closed his eyes and let himself drift to sleep.

TBC

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