Levy huddled in the farthest corner of the heavily stocked library. On one side of her was the wall, and the other was a tall and long bookshelf. Levy was leaning against the wall, legs stretched out in front of her, flanked by stacks upon stacks of books.

She jotted down more notes on a paper that was on her lap, and brought her concentration back to her book. She was researching some stuff for Ancient Scripts, which she was practically the reigning queen of. Her teacher had practically begged Levy to translate a certain scroll, so here Levy was, researching on Gheail grammar.

"Man, Shrimp, you sure look busy."

Levy looked up in surprise, to see Gajeel Redfox standing before her, smirking.

"Redfox-san? What are you doing here?" she asked, uncomfortable. Gajeel shrugged.

"Nothin', just got bored." He plopped down in front of her, and stared. Levy stared back.

"Well, shouldn't you be in detention right now?"

Gajeel raised a metal-studded eyebrow at her. "Does it look like I give a fuck about detention, Shorty?"

Levy sighed, turning her attention back to her research. "Well, if you are bored, please find someone else to bother. I'm busy." She could practically feel him rolling his eyes.

"I'd rather stay here."

Levy sighed again, deciding to leave him be. It was none of her business what her schoolmate did anyway, so why should she care?

She felt his eyes boring into her as she worked, and she did her best to ignore him. Levy was epically failing, though.

"Please stop staring at me," Levy moaned. "I can't concentrate."

Gajeel chuckled, and proceeded to entertain himself by playing with a loose stand of her hair.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Levy protested, swatting his hand away. Gajeel laughed, and leaned back. "Mou~ I'm trying to concentrate, Redfox-san!"

"Gajeel."

"Huh?" Levy dropped her glare that had been pinned on him, surprised.

"Gajeel. Just call me Gajeel, okay?" came the impatient reply.

"Oh, um." Levy stared. "Okay… Gajeel."

He ruffled her hair, making her squeak as her usually messy hair was messed up even more.

"Don't do that." She pouted. Gajeel grinned.

"What?" Gajeel smirked. "It looks cute like that." He messed up her hair again.

"Mou~!" Levy had had enough. Cheeks a bright shade of red, she picked up some of her books and ran out of there. Gajeel stared after her, laughing.

'Just remember…' he thought. 'You're mine…'

Levy stopped outside the library door, face red, and heart beating fast. She leaned against the wall, panting. Gently, she placed her hand over her beating heart. Her face was hot.

"What was that feeling… earlier?" Levy murmured. She put her hands on her face to hide her blushing cheeks.

She shook her head, trying not to jump into conclusions about her own feelings. So she straightened herself out, smoothed down her hair as best as she could, and walked away.

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Later, Levy was sitting and reading with her mother. Alicia McGarden read away at an old tome, while her daughter fidgeted and kept staring into space.

Mrs. McGarden sighed. "Levy, is something bothering you?"

"N-No!" Levy stammered, holding her book in front of her face to hide its redness. Mrs. McGarden gave her a dry look.

"Levy, you're holding your book upside down. Tell me whats wrong." She said in a no nonsense voice. Slowly, hesitantly, Levy put the book down.

"M-Mom, what would you do if you had feelings for someone you're not supposed to?" Levy gulped, searching her mother's face for an answer.

"Well…" Mrs. McGarden bit her lip. "It depends if you're feelings are real or not. "

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if your feelings are real, you should go for that person no matter what anyone says." She smiled. "And everything will work out in the end, won't it?"

"I… guess so." Levy frowned down at the leather-bound novel in her hands.

"At least… if fate allows it."

Levy's face snapped to her mother's, but Mrs. McGarden had already looked back at the book and immersed herself in it. Levy groaned, and did the same thing.

Her mother's words haunted her afterwards. If fate allows it.

Those words replayed over and over in her head as Levy brushed out her hair, trying to remove the snarls. It only reminded her of Gajeel messing up her hair earlier, though. Levy set down the brush, another heavy blush on her face.

Levy patted her cheeks, shaking her head. 'I can't have feelings for Gajeel Redfox of all people! And haven't we only talked all of two times before? Not counting what happened in the gym!'

Levy lay down on her bed, exhausted. But… I just can't stop THINKING about him…