Chapter Nine

Levy's eyes slowly open, her vision blurry until she focused on her ceiling. Her ceiling?"M-My room?" She turns her head to see Gajeel, sleeping in a chair, she starts to move when a paw stops her. "Hey, Levy. Just stay in bed. How are you feeling?" Lilly asked, his little body, sitting next to her head, moving her sweat soaked hair from her face. "How long..." Her voice cracked, as she spoke."Its just been a day, well, basically two. It's night time already." Levy goes to pet Lilly, but her arm... "My arm...It still feels heavy." "Not just your arm, your whole body will be like that for a while. The poison was attacking your nervous system. Luckily, Gajeel had you take the antidote just in time." Levy's thoughts went back to when he had put his lips on hers. Lilly watches her for a moment, seeing her fingers touch her lips before blushing. Lilly smiled at that, remembering how flustered Gajeel was telling the part of having her take the antidote...

"After I finished them off, I had," Gajeel's face turns pink, "I had her take the antidote." He sounded nonchalant, and made it sound so simplistic, though he was blushing. "Gajeel's blushing, he's blushing," Happy had sung it, smiling. "Why are you blushing," Droy asked, making a curious expression. "I'm not blushing. Shut up." "Wait, how could she have taken it normally, when the poison would have made her weak?" Wendy asks now. They all look at Gajeel, and his face turns completely red, then remarks, "She took it. That's it." They started to ask him if he had kissed her, and he got flustered. "Shut up all of you! Oy, you are giving me a headache," Gajeel turns and walks away. "He did...He kissed her." As he walked out of Fairy Tail, he hears Happy singing, "He llllovvvvves her!"

Lilly giggles, which makes Levy ask, "What it is?" "Nothing, just remembering something." Levy closes her eyes for a moment, holding back a cough. "L-Lilly, I want to move. I'm t-thirsty.." After she said that, hands grabbed her, sitting her up, pillows moved behind her back. Levy and Gajeel make eye contact for a moment, Gajeel was the first one to break it. He moves to the kitchen, pouring her a glass of water. Gajeel had woken up hearing Levy's hoarse voice, when she first spoke. He didn't want to move at first, because of how nervous he was, and Gajeel doesn't get nervous. He had to put his emotions to the side, and take care for her. "I know you feel weak, but try to take the glass. You need to move your body more." "Okay." Levy goes to grab the glass, her arm moving slowly. Grabbing the glass, her arm shook, making Gajeel frown. "Gajeel, let me-"

Lilly pauses, watching Gajeel put his hand on the back of her head then bring the cup to her mouth. "Here," Gajeel said, carefully tilting the cup up for her to drink. After Levy drank the whole cup, she wipes her face, feeling drenched in sweat. She clears her throat a bit, feeling it was still a bit hoarse as she says, "T-thanks." He nods, sitting on the edge of the bed, while Lilly creeps out of the house, thinking, I think they need there "alone" time. It got silent as they just sat there until Gajeel asks, "How are you feeling?" Her hazel eyes look at him, making eye contact once again. This time Levy was the first to break it. "I-I'm fine. Sweating a bit, but I'm fine." Gajeel nods then goes, "Oh. Hang on." Levy watches him, grab a towel, saying, "I was told to pat you dry if you began to sweat too much."

T-That means touching me, she thought, about to say something, but Gajeel would already be patting her head. Her face turns pink, hearing, "If I am too rough, just tell me." He ran his fingers through her hair before moving her hair back from her face, patting her forehead then moving positions to get to her neck. He towered over her a bit, his hand on the wall behind her, while his other hand patted her neck. Her heart pounded, as he did, her eyes looking right at him. "G-gajeel, let me do it now." "Oy, just let me do it. Your-" Gajeel looks down at her, freezing. There faces would be close together, cause Levy's eyes avert away from him. His red eyes look at her, as she stutters, "I-I can do it." Unaware of his own actions, his hand would be cradling the back of her head.