Black cat

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Sweet boy

May 30th Tuesday

Beep beep, beep beep

The blaring sound of the alarm chases her dreams away, drawing her consciousness closer. Sluggishly she crawls out of bed, her eyelids drooping as she made her way downstairs. Even though she didn't have work she preferred getting up each day at the same time.

L: 'Coffeeeee, coffeeeee'

She opens up one of the bottom cupboards revealing several rows of mugs. She picks a random mug and sets it next to the kettle. After flicking the kettle on she picks up two pieces of bread and slots them into the toaster.

Meow~

She turns to see Gajeel walk into the room, he stretches his front paws forward, his butt in the air.

"Good morning Gajeel," she says groggily. Gajeel has been sleeping on the sofa downstairs. She wasn't sure if Gajeel was his name or the owner's name but he always responded whenever she said it.

Levy looks down at the litter tray she had placed in the kitchen for him to use. He hasn't used it that must mean he's doing it outdoors.

After finishing breakfast, she brushed her teeth and got changed. She makes her way back downstairs and feeds the cats. Jet and Droy were still wary of their new feline friend so Levy decides to feed Gajeel in the living room. Every now and then one of them would swipe at him but he never fought back. He'd either just stand there and take it or nonchalantly walk away whenever they challenged him. She places his dish down on the dining table; Gajeel follows her and leaps up onto the table.

L: 'I hope they start to get along as time goes by'

Night

Levy picks up her stool which sits next to the sofa and carries it to one of her bookcases. Downstairs she has 5 bookcases, all of which are in the living room. Upstairs there are 8 bookcases, 5 in the corridor and 3 in her bedroom. She selects a book from the top shelf and makes her way over to the sofa. Levy settles down on the sofa, a hot chocolate placed on the coffee table next to her.

The jingling sound of a bell rang around her head. She had only begun reading so she hadn't dialled into her 'off mode' yet. Gajeel wonders over and jumps up onto the corner piece of the sofa and sits down.

"Gajeel," she says as she reaches out to him. He lifts his paw and presses it against her hand, stopping her from advancing closer.

L: 'He isn't skittish or hostile and he seems settled enough but he doesn't like me interacting with him much. He's rejected every loving gesture I've given him so far. I shouldn't be surprised; naturally he's adjusting to me and his new surroundings'

She withdraws her hand, opens her book and carries on reading.

L: 'Maybe next time'

(Gajeel's pov)

It's been two hours; and she's still reading

I watch her intently as her eyes scan the pages. She must really like reading, she has so many books it's unbelievable.

The ginger tom cat, Jet I believe his name was, comes trolling in from the kitchen; he smells like the outdoors. He stands on his hind legs and presses his front paws on the sofa cushion. Mewing up at her, he grabs her attention and earns a head rub. He hopes up onto her lap and climbs around the book she's holding and sits on her chest.

"Jet, I can't see now" she giggles, fussing his head once more, scratching behind his ears. Jet lies down and tucks his paws under him, resembling a loaf. She lifts the book up and continues to read while stroking Jet with her other hand as he happily purrs away.

I'm becoming more and more irritated as each minute went by. His loud purring ran right through me. I sit up, stretch and yawn. Cats sure are sleepy creatures; all I want to do is sleep all day.

I glance over at Levy, Jet was now curled up into a ball his head resting on her chest, near her head. The book is lying on her stomach, her hands resting on top of it. Soothing breathes escape her lips as she sleeps soundly.

She looks cute…

I flick my eyes away.

I mean peaceful. She looks peaceful

1st June Thursday

Morning

Where is she? I'm hungry

I wait impatiently on the living room table, staring at the corridor which leads to the bottom of the stairs.

She's usually up by now

I jump off the table, head up the stairs and make my way to her room. Her bedroom door is ajar; I'm guessing it's usually open so those two can get in and out. I nudge it open wider with my head and walk in. As soon as I entered the room I notice her standing next to her bed, lifting her top up. She throws the grey and yellow tank top onto the bed and grips the rim of her spotted shorts.

What!? Wait!

Abruptly I release a startled scream like hiss; the shook forced it out of me. My hair stood on end, my body tensed up and heat rose to my cheeks. If I was human I'm sure I'd be bright red.

Levy gasps and freezes at my shaky shriek, she turns her head around and we lock eyes.

"Gajeel," She sighs then smiles, "What's the matter little guy?"

What's the matter!? You're topless!

She fully turns her body around, facing me directly. I close my eyes, but it was already too late, I had seen.

Up until now she's had breakfast first then showered! How was I supposed to know she'd be undressing!?

"What are you doing?" she giggles. I hear her footsteps approach me and I instinctively bolt. I need to get away from this situation. Of course, to her I'm a cat so it means nothing, but to me… it's different. It was an accident but I feel so guilty.

(Levy pov)

I lather up my hair, massaging the shampoo into my roots.

Gajeel sure is a strange cat. It's weird but it feels like he doesn't 'think' like a cat. It's like he understands a whole lot more; I swear he knows what I'm saying sometimes. I'm turning into a crazy single cat lady aren't I?

I shape the bubbles on top of my head; I raise my hands up creating two points

"Cat ears," I giggle, looking into my own refection. My mother used to do this to me when I was little; all she ever seems to want to do with me now is get me a boyfriend, "You're our only child and I worry I won't have grandchildren," I mimic my mother's voice and scowl into the mirror.

I haven't seen my parents in person for ages, I should go visit them.

I pick up the hand held shower head and rinse off the shampoo while running my fingers through my hair. Once I was finished I head over to the bathtub and lower my body into the water. Releasing a loud sigh as the warm water absorbs the tension from my body, making me feel light and free.

(3rd person)

G: 'She's been up there for a while, when is she coming down? I'm hungry. This is animal abuse'

Gajeel is lying on the sofa, waiting for Levy to come down. His eyes are closed, his ears on high alert. He'll hear her coming before he sees her so he may as well rest his eyes. Something about being a cat just made him feel sleepy all the time, perhaps it was the boredom.

His eyes flutter open.

G: 'I'll fall to sleep if I keep lying around'

He stands up, stretches and hops down onto the floor. He froze in place as something under the table caught his eyes. A mouse. A toy mouse, but a mouse never the less.

G: 'Don't do it'

Every single one of his senses screamed at him to attack, but Gajeel fought the urge. He wouldn't allow such ridiculous cat temptations get to him; he was a human after all.

His body began to lower itself down to the ground despite his refusal. His ears facing forward, his eyes dilated. He shifts his weight from one hind leg to the other, making his butt wiggle a little.

G: 'Fuck it'

He dashes forward then pounces onto the mouse, digging his teeth into his pray. He rolls around on the ground, his front claws tightly rooted into the toy. He chomps on its plastic nose, attempting to pry it off; it appears someone has already done half the job since it was hanging on by a few threads.

"Gajeel?" Levy says standing above him. Gajeel jumps at the sound of her voice, he hadn't heard her approach. She's dressed with a hand towel draped over her shoulders; as her hair is still rather damp.

G: 'Crap'

He rolls back over onto his stomach, the mouse hidden underneath him; trying to hide the evidence.

G: 'She caught me. That's embarrassing'

She smiles down at him and gently shakes her head in disbelief.

"So this is what you do when you're by yourself," she says then reaches down and hoists him up.

"You're such a cutie~" she said looking into his eye as she held him up.

G: 'Please don't baby talk me'

His ears flicked back slightly and his tail drooped between his legs, "Oh, you're not scared are you?" she guesses from the signs he was giving her. Fortunately for him embarrassment isn't really a recognisable expression on felines, so she couldn't figure out his feelings, "Okay I'll put you down."

16th June Friday

Morning

Gajeel, Jet and Droy are all eating breakfast together. The black and ginger tabby cats have both come to terms with having their new arrival; they've had no choice but to accept him as a part of their family.

G: 'The idea of eating cat food is absolutely disgusting but eating it ain't that bad when you have the taste buds of a cat'

Droy, who was a little bit on the larger size, finishes first and eyes up Jet's dish. He hooks his paw over the bowl and drags it towards him and begins to dig in. Jet drags it back only to have it stolen by Droy once more.

Levy wonders in from the living room and spectates for a moment before springing into action.

"Excuse me," she says as she walks over to them. She lifts Droy off the ground, leaving Jet to eat in peace, "So that's why you're getting tubby, huh? You're a bad boy Droy" she scolds him and carries him away into the living room, "Looks like you have to go on a diet again, you big porker."

Levy closes her laptop and sets it on the coffee table. She lifts herself off the sofa and heads into the kitchen to get her keys which hung next to the little chalkboard Lucy brought. The pair used to write notes to each other on it, now it was always blank. Gajeel watches her from one of the kitchen counters. He stares at the one key that's left hanging on the hook.

G: 'She keeps all of her keys on the same ring and she never uses that key. Did somebody else live here with her before? What key is it?'

Levy peers out one of the kitchen windows, checking the sky.

L: 'It looks like it's going to rain. I'll take the car'

She heads into the living room and into the corridor that leads to the front door. Jet and Droy fuss around Levy's legs as she slips her coat and shoes on. She gives them both one last head rub before heading out for work.

The sound of the door closing signifies the beginning of Gajeel's quest.

G: 'It's time to go back home'

Traveling by train as a cat isn't easy, waving through crowds of people and hiding under seats. At least you don't have to pay.

When Gajeel scurries off the train he's greeted with the sight of his home town, oak town. It wasn't far from Magnolia but he didn't think he could handle the walk, especially in this tiny body.

He walks down the familiar streets until he came across 'his' house. He fits through the gap which he and Natsu had made in the high wooden fence when they were children and strolls up the garden. He enters the house through the cat flap; guests found it change when they saw the flap since no cats live there.

Everyone in the house had the ability to turn into cats Metalicana, Igneel, Grandeeny and their kids Gajeel, Natsu and Wendy. In their DNA lays a curse or some sort of spell which comes from somewhere deep into their ancestry.

Gajeel heads up stairs and comes face to face with his bedroom door. He transforms back into his original form and opens the door. He roots through his clothes and throws something on. He then pulls his gym bag out from under his bed and begins stuffing it full of clothes

G: 'I'm sick to death of hanging around the house as a cat, I wanna be human again, at least for a little while'

He'd have to find somewhere to hide the bag; it would be quite troublesome if she found it. Getting in and out the house will also be a hassle, not to mention washing his clothes; he'll have to do it while she's at work.

Once he finishs filling the bag he grabs his phone and charger and heads back downstairs.

"Where have you been?" Grandeeney stands at the bottom of the stairs with her hands on her hips. Gajeel is little taken back by her sudden appearance but he continues on down the stairs anyway.

"You told me I needed to move out like Natsu, so I did," He huffs and brushes past her.

"You haven't even been going to work, you do realise you've been fired?"

"It was only part time anyway," he heads towards the door but then halts. He turns and heads over to the kitchen. Grandeeney rolls her eyes and follows behind him.

"It took you long enough; I thought you'd never leave. Why are you back?"

"Not happy to see me?" Gajeel opens the fridge and scans through all his options, "Do ya have any pizza? I've been living off cat food ever since I left, I need some pizza," he asks. Even without turning around he could tell Grandeeney was glaring at him, "I just came back to collect some things. I'll be gone before ya know it,"

"So where have you been?" She loosens up and smiles.

"What's with all the questions?" Gajeel groans and closes the fridge door; she clearly wasn't going to let up, "I have an owner."

"Why am I not surprised?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's an easier life," She chuckles, "So that's it? You're going to live life as a pet?"

"I ain't staying a cat forever ya know! I'll abandon her. I'll get my own place sooner or later."

"You really don't think things through do you? You act like you have a plan but you don't," she walks over to him and opens the fridge, rummages through to the back and pulls out a pizza box that was hidden from Gajeel's sight, "I'll have to tell Igneel he was right," she opens the box and places the pizza in the oven.

"What?" Gajeel leans his back against a work surface.

"He and your father had a bet. Igneel said you were sponging off of someone else and Metelicanna said you were lying dead in a ditch."

"Screw them! I ain't spooning, it's not like I'm gonna stay there!"

"She doesn't know your human, does she?"

"No, I don't plan tellin her either, why would I?" he pauses and gives her a sideway glace, "How'd ya know it was a girl?"

"Of course it's a girl…" she sighs and crosses her arms, "Just come home, you pest."

"No, I said I'd move out so I ain't coming back."

"And you're okay with using this poor girl until you don't need her anymore?"

"Yeah, I don't care."

"You're not as heartless as you think you are" she rests her hands on his shoulders "You take care of yourself, and come home if you need to," she lets him go and her hand drop down to her sides, "I want you to stay a while. Believe it or not but your dad misses you, he's just stubborn; like you."

G: 'It's getting late; Levy's gotta be home by now. That's gonna be a problem'

Gajeel walks down the streets, wrecking his brain, trying to remember the way back. As he wonders down the path he realises where he was. This is where he first met Levy and over there is the bar they went to. Gajeel notices a familiar looking yellowy-orange car parked next to the building. It was Levy's car; why was she there? Riddled with curiosity Gajeel made his was across the street.

Searching the bar for her tiny figure was no simple task. It's like finding a needle in a hay stack, a very tiny needle.

Finally, standing at the bar he spots her. She wearing a short light pink dress that has a black bow wrapped around the waist. On top of the dress is a short white cardigan that matches her bandanna. She appears to be talking to a guy; actually, it was more like he was talking to her. Politely she smiles and adds to the conversation but it was clear that she felt uncomfortable. She kept glancing away from him and her body withdrawn and tense. The man lifts his hand and strokes her hair, brushing it away from her face. She nervously giggles and pulls back, retreating from his caress.

Gajeel couldn't watch this guy's pitiful attempt of flirting any longer. He walks over and places a hand on the guys shoulder. The guy turns around and his face drops instantly as he looks up at Gajeel. Gajeel looks over at Levy who wore a confused and surprised expression.

"Did I keep you waiting?" Gajeel asks.

"Err," She looks down to the ground for a second then looks back up, "No," was all she could muster up.

"Y-You didn't tell m-me you were meeting someone," the guy stammers, his nerves in a bind.

"Thanks for keeping her company, you can go now," Gajeel said harshly as his eyes bore into the other guys eyes.

"S-sure," he said before hurrying off. Levy remains silent and continues to stare up at Gajeel. Gajeel lifted a studded brow, her staring unsettling him.

"Oh, err, thank you?" Levy said, her nerves causing her words to take the form of a question.

"No problem," He replies. A minute of silence rolls by and Gajeel grew impatient, "Alright, see ya," he turns to leave but a timid hand grips onto his coat.

"No please don't," Levy begs, Gajeel turns his head and looks into Levy's apologetic eyes, "I'm sorry, I don't want you to go."

The pair sat one of the bar tables, Gajeel has ordered a beer and Levy has a vodka and coke. Apparently a couple of friends from work have invited Levy out for a drink, but they hadn't turned up yet. Levy taps on her glass with one of her fingers as she searches her mind for a topic.

"You have the same name as my cat," she says rather suddenly. Now that she thought about it that was a pretty lame thing to say.

"Really?" He replies the takes a swig of his drink.

"Yeah and 'Gajeel' isn't a common name."

"Whatcha want me to do about it?"

"Nothing, I just… Nevermind," She mumbles the last word and looks down into her glass as she stirs the ice around with the straw.

L: 'He's so hard to talk to. Think of something to say, come on work you stupid brain'

"He's black all over with red eyes, right?" Gajeel asks, resting his chin in the palm of his hand as his elbow rests on the table.

"Yes that's right," Levy nods slightly as she drew her attention back to him.

"He used to belong to a friend of mine. He named him Gajeel cuz he said he 'resembled' me."

"Oh" she fell quiet and her expression clouds, "He's your friend's cat…"

"Don't worry, I don't even know the guy anymore. He's all yours now."

"But-"

"I'm tellin ya its fine. Unless you want rid." He chuckles and pushes his arms off the table and slightly sinks into his chair.

"Of course not, I love him!" She said a little louder than intended. She saw some other customers look her way from the corner of her eye. Shocked by her outburst Gajeel looks at her wide eyed. He places his elbows back on the table then drops his head down between them, raking his fingers through his hair. She could no longer see his face.

"Then keep him," he says. He continues to face down towards the table, keeping his flushed cheeks hidden.

G: 'You wouldn't be saying that if you knew 'he' was me!'

"Levy!" A voice calls from a distance. Levy turns her head to the familiar voice of her friend, Cana, and along with her is Mirajane, "I would say sorry for being late but," Cana said and looks at Gajeel who was now sitting up, his poker face engaged, "Looks like you've been occupied," she teases. Levy pouts from her friend's remark, her cheeks a hit of red.

"You two are late," she says, steering the topic.

"Now, now Levy. Are you going to introduce us?"

"I'll be off then," Gajeel says getting up off his chair.

"Oh don't leave because of us," Mirajane said.

"I have stuff to do."

"What stuff? You can stay a while longer can't you?" Cana asks, trying to coax him into staying.

"Important stuff," Gajeel says bluntly and heads off; he hears a meek goodbye from Levy as he hurried away.

G: 'Why'd I do that? It's none of my business what happens to her. Anyway, I'm glad she believed my story about my 'friend'. She's pretty trusting, I just fed her a complete lie and she didn't ask twice'

He approaches the house and heads down the gully that lead to her back garden. He un-hatches the lock on the gate and enters the garden. He walks up the small path and stops next to the garden shed. He bends down and hidden under the single wooden step is the spare key. He had tested it out before he left and discovered it was a house key. With now access to the house he continues on. He unlocks the door, steps inside and locks it back up again. He hangs the key back up and swiftly heads towards the downstairs landing. Jet lay snoozing on the sofa, god knows where Droy was. Gajeel opens the small storage room and strips his clothes off. He adds his clothes with all his other stuff and hides his bag behind a bunch of dusty boxes.

Mission= success

As soon as Levy wonders through the front door, Jet and Droy bomb bard her with affectionate leg rubs and loud purring. She had already fed them before heading out to the bar. Gajeel sat on the sofa acting aloof as always.

"Where have you been? You missed dinner" she says to him, as she lifts Jet off the floor and gives his a warm cuddle, "I bet you're hungry."

G: 'Nope, I had pizza so screw your cat food'

"Come on I'll feed you, then I'll go to bed" she heads towards the kitchen, but Gajeel takes off upstairs, "Wh- I swear," she groans and pops Jet down on the floor and takes off upstairs, her little followers tailing her. He leads her to her bedroom and hops up onto the bed.

"You, want to sleep up here?" Levy asks in astonishment. He hardly even let her touch him and now he wants to curl up in bed with her.

L: 'I doubt you'll stay'

She climbs into her bed, sliding under the covers. Jet and Droy soon make their way onto the bed, Droy tends to struggle so she supplied him with a little stood at the base of her bed.

Jet and Droy both curl together at the base of the bed, she tends to wiggle round her sleep sometime so they tend to keep away from her. Gajeel sat beside her on the other side of the bed; he quietly watches her, his eyes droopy and relaxed.

'Of course not, I love him!'

Even though he had told himself over and over again that she didn't mean anything by her words he couldn't get over it. Levy reaches her hand out and tickles under his chin, earning a soft purr.

"You're such a sweet boy," she praises and gives his ears a scratch.

G: 'Damn it, I'm playing into her hands'