Okay, third chapter! Ready, set, GO!

-BookProf101

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, no matter how many times I ask Santa for it.

Gajeel woke to find a pink book open at the middle on his chest, sunlight peeping through a grimy window. Somewhat blearily he shifted so that he could read at a better angle; though he would never admit it, Gajeel could see why this was Levy's favorite. And the little notes made it even funnier.

The sun was high in the sky when Gajeel dropped the book like a hot coal. She'd written about him.

"Gajeel is kind of like my beast-at first, I was terrified but now he's nakama."

Gajeel steeled himself. It's just a book; paper and ink. He read on. Gajeel had battled countless monsters, visited Edolas without losing his mind, and battled Salamander, so why had Shorty's notes sent a chill down his spine? It was just cute, crabbed writing with kind of adorable smudges from her hand.

Impaciently, Gajeel read to the last page where the prince's name was finally revealed. He blinked once, then twice. It had been crossed out and replaced with his own.

Pantherlily chose this exact moment to peer over Gajeel's shoulder at the book in his hands. "Oh. Looks like a small crush."

"Mm." The Dragon Slayer was speechless. He was a prince? Was Shrimp insane? After what he'd done to her, he was her prince?

If I am a prince, then Bookworm's a princess. Gajeel smiled, a disconcerting facial expression that had sent armies fleeing in terror. He had a plan.

Lily shivered.

It was evening at the guild and Levy was slumped at her table. She had found a few puzzle books in her room to keep her occupied but had soon fallen asleep due to sheer boredom. Even the hardest puzzles were too easy.

Mirajane looked up from the beer she was pouring to see Gajeel stride into the guild. Pantherlily flew to the bar and Mira poured him a cup automatically, eyes trained on the dragon slayer. Her romance sense was on high and she could tell she was in for a show.

Gajeel walked to the little bluenette's table, heart thumping unnaturally loudly as he tapped her on the shoulder. Levy was out cold. Shrugging, Gajeel placed the book in front of her.

Levy was instantly awake. Her book was back! Withdrawal hadn't been fun. On top of the stack was a small pink book. Without a glance at the person beside her, Levy hugged it and eagerly re-read it, savoring each word.

Halfway through, two things struck Levy at once. One, it looked like her notes had been moved. Corners were slightly bent. The other was that every time the princess's name appeared, it had been crossed out and replaced, in jagged handwriting, with Levy. In pen.

Levy stood up, the book forgotten. She faced Gajeel, who suddenly felt extremely awkward.

Mirajane eagerly watched from the bar, severely wanting to leap over it and "accidentally" make them kiss. Patience, Mirajane, patience, she murmured under her breath.

"Gajeel," Levy's voice was low. "Did you read my book?"

He fidgeted in his spot. Midget suddenly was ten times scarier than Demon Mirajane. His plan had gone horribly wrong. There was only one thing to do.

Gajeel nodded and prepared to meet his maker.

Levy stood on her tiptoes, frowning as she realized she only reached Gajeel's elbow. Undeterred, Levy stood on her chair to face him, hazel eyes meeting red ones. Leaning until their noses almost touched, she whispered, "Then you know what happens at the end."

Inside Levy put on her brave face and, leaning just a little farther, she kissed him.

Her mouth was soft on his and Gajeel found it in his shocked mind to kiss her back. Her petite fingers tangled in his hair and Gajeel couldn't resist twining his in hers as well.

At the bar Mira nearly exploded from happiness before bursting into tears. "Finally," she sobbed. "Finally." Now for another dense Dragon Slayer and an equally dense Celestial mage. Mira grinned in satisfaction and immediately felt better. Plans were already forming in her seemingly innocent head.

EXTRA

Jet and Droy calmly pushed open the guild doors, ready to proclaim their love to a certain bookworm. Maybe today, she'd finally choose one of them! Smiling, they walked in.

And walked right out.

"DROY! HOW COULD SHE CHOOSE HIM?! IT ISN'T FAIR," Jet wailed.

"I DON'T KNOW!" Droy pulled out a hamburger and sadly began eating it.

That was fun. Please let me know what you think! Jet, Droy, hurry up and ship GaLe, okay? Until next time!

-BookProf101