Later, watching a movie at Gajeel's house: Levy curled up in Gajeel's lap, handing him a drink. "Thanks, Levy." "Don't worry about it." Levy purred. Gajeel had asked her out yesterday, and she was loving his attention and sweetness. He looked gruff, but inside it was all fluff. Gajeel had taken her to a nice restaurant, and then they had gone to a rock concert of the famous singer, Cana Alberona. Levy was sure it had put a dent in his wallet. "Something wrong, babe?" "Not at all. Just thinking." "That's my observant girl." Gajeel cooed. Levy smiled sweetly, kissing him on the nose. "You're quite the strongman, Gajeel." He moved closer, looking into her eyes. "Aww, don't flatter me, Shorty." "Your my man, Gajeel. It's my job." Levy moved closer, and Gajeel embraced her in a passionate kiss. His tongue asked permission, and Levy parted her lips, battling for control. Gajeel won, being bigger, and they finally parted, coming up for air. "My first kiss," whispered Levy, stroking his cheek. "Just the way I always wanted it to be."