Something Gained

A Gajevy fanfic

Rated M for lemons.

I do not own Fairy Tail.

**some ideas are not original, and the characters may be a little OOC, forgive me, as this is my first time writing a fanfic. Hope you enjoy**

Chapter 1

New Beginnings

It was a normal evening for Levy as she and Lucy walked home to Fairy Hills. Levy had been a bit worn out from her previous job that she had taken with Jet and Droy, which turned into more than just a translation job. She originally didn't understand why they wanted to go on a translating job with her in the first place, seeing how there was never usually any drama. Levy sighed to herself, but loud enough for Lucy to hear.

"What's on your mind Levy?" She asks

"Honestly, I'm just tired. That job took a lot out of me. I shouldn't have been attacked in the first place. I guess those tablets I translated were pretty valuable."

"Well I'm glad Jet and Droy went with you. Who knows what would have happened!" Lucy exclaimed. That honestly pissed Levy off. She was more than capable of taking care of herself in pressing situations. Her wacky teammates would never let her fight though. All they did was fawn about her all the time and when sticky situations would arise, they would always tell her to step back and that they would handle everything. Levy was NOT fragile. As small as she was, everyone always treated her like a child. Like she couldn't hold her own weight. Except for one member of the guild in particular….Levy's thoughts trailed as Lucy grabbed her wrist to pull her up the steps.

"Oh, we're here already? That was fast," Levy says.

"You looked deep in your thoughts so I didn't want to bother you," her blond friend said. "Why don't you come up to my place for some tea?" Levy nodded her head as Lucy pulled her up the steps. Wanting to think about something different, Levy decided to ask about Natsu.

"So, what's new with you and Natsu?" Lucy blushed furiously.

"Spill it."

"Well…" Lucy starts off before getting distracted by a blue fluff flying through her window. She groaned, knowing what would happen next.

"Hey! Lucy!" Natsu appeared in her window.

"Hurry up and get in here before you're seen!" Lucy squeals.

"What's for dinner?" He asks, excitedly.

"Probably a big fish!" Happy exclaims.

Levy stands up and grabs her tea from the counter and watches quietly as Lucy pretends she hates it when he shows up randomly. As soon as she sees Lucy gearing up for her "Lucy Kick", Levy decides to call it a night.

"Looks like you have a full house, I'll see you tomorrow Luce," she says, trying to ignore Lucy's pleading 'don't go' look. She definitely didn't want to stay and watch those two hopelessly flirt with each other. She hated to think this but it kind of made her jealous. Where was her 'knight in shining armor' that broke into her apartment every night? Not that she would enjoy someone breaking into her home all the time, but the thought of having someone who liked her enough to do it made her want it. Realizing there is a fine line between 'romantic' and 'creepy', she shook her head and chuckled to herself as she puts a silencing spell on Lucy's front door after she walks out, as she know Natsu's volume is pretty hard to control.

Upon entering her apartment, Levy gets goosebumps. 'I must have left the window open all day while I was gone' she thinks to herself. She makes it over to her huge living room window and looks out at the forested area. 'Magnolia is so beautiful at sunset' she thinks as she closes the window and pulls the curtains shut. She lights a few candles to illuminate the room and goes over to her bookshelf. 'I've read all of these. It's definitely time to expand my collection. I just keep running out of space!' Keeping her books at Fairy Hills was becoming a hassle. She would read through her whole bookshelf in less than a few weeks and having to swap several books back and forth between the guild's library and her home bookshelf was getting tedious. 'I just need to go on a few more jobs to have enough saved up to move into a bigger place, with maybe two bedrooms so I could turn one into a library.'

Levy finally finds a book that she's content with reading again and plops down on the couch. About an hour or so later, she finds herself getting very sleepy. 'It's still a bit early, maybe I'll take a bath to wind down.' She moves over to the window and cracks it a smidge in hopes of the jolt of chilly air waking her up a little bit. Being somewhat victorious in her attempt, a yawning Levy makes her way to the bathroom to start running water for her bath. "I need a towel, and something to throw on," she mumbles to herself as she roots through her bathroom closet grabbing a towel, her soft pink silk camisole and matching shorts.

Levy fell asleep in the bathtub and was awaken by the now cold water that encompassed her body. Stepping out of the tub, she dries off and slips into her silky attire, admiring herself in the mirror. The camisole had very thin straps and a neckline that swooped down revealing what cleavage she did have with the fabric itself just stopping just above her belly button. Her matching shorts were loose, stopping barely at the upper thigh. Levy didn't really think much of her attire; it was something she slept in almost every night…except for the very rare occasions that she slept naked. She noticed the soft curve of her hips and the fact that she didn't have a chest like the other women in the guild. Not that it mattered to her anyway, Levy was pretty comfortable in her body, as no one has made her feel otherwise. 'My small chest fits my body anyway. Any bigger and I'd probably look weird.' She thought. 'I definitely have the legs and butt to make up for it!' Levy turns around in the mirror and glances at her butt, then smirks. 'Damn I look good.'

Levy headed back to the living room to shut the window and as she opens the curtains to get to said window, it flies open and a huge black shadow darts into her apartment, almost giving our poor blunette a heart attack. Realizing someone was in her space she opened her mouth to yell..? Scream..? Shout..? She couldn't tell you because almost immediately as she opened her mouth, she felt a rather large hand cover her mouth from behind.

"Relax, shrimp, it's me," the voice said.

"G-Gajeel..?" Levy says, dumbfounded.

She turns around and gives him a once over and noticed he was pretty banged up. "What happened to you?" Not even giving a care to the fact that the large man had just gotten into her apartment.

"Nothing major." The two stare at each other for what seems like forever.

"Well, let's get you cleaned up," Levy says as she sits him down on her couch. "Where all are you injured?" Gajeel removed his tattered shirt and motions with his hands where he is hurt. Levy stops in her tracks as she eyed his body, no, not for injuries but for something else. She had never been this close to a shirtless Gajeel before, and honestly, it put her in a tizzy. Mouth agape, not even realizing that she was still in her very provocative nighttime attire, she stutters over her words.

"U-uh…um….." Gajeel fought the urge to speak up and snap her from her trance but he knew if he did that, he wouldn't be able to admire her beautiful body.

Gajeel has always thought Levy was the most beautiful woman in the guild. Even when he attacked her, he thought she was drop dead gorgeous. But he's changed since then. Since master Makarov opened his door and arms, Gajeel has wanted nothing but acceptance. He'd rather keel over before showing it though. It seemed as though the guild did accept him, but somehow, he always felt like he was an outcast. He never felt like that with Levy. They started spending a little bit more time together and taking small jobs here and there after the S-class trials, but never has he been graced by her presence at night. He didn't know what it was, but she smelled sweeter than usual. He was so entranced by her aroma, that he didn't realize how weak he actually was. He was a hell of a lot more than just 'banged up'.

"Like what you see, shrimp?" Gajeel said, with his signature smirk. That seemed to snap her out of her trance, as her face darkened about 4 shades of red.

"Uh, um, NO!" She said frantically. "I'm just looking for your injuries!" Levy darts off to the bathroom where she keeps her first aid kit. She shuts the door and leans on the sink to try to calm herself down.

"Deep breaths…..deep breaths…" Levy chants to herself. 'Oh my God, that was really intense…' Levy had never been with a man before but she was not ignorant to what she was currently experiencing. She had read all about it in various Love/Romance novels and poems.

At the time, she noticed Gajeel would always do small things just to be closer to her. She would take a flyer from the job postings and he would casually walk up and say something like "You can't do that job all by yourself, shrimp! I guess I could come with ya or something just to make sure you don't get lost, ya know, since you're so small!" And he would laugh that signature laugh of his and ruffle her hair as she puffed her cheeks out in frustration. She would sometimes find him in the library off in the distance thinking he wasn't seen. Oh, but he was. He knew he was too. He liked being seen by Levy. He wondered why she never confronted him about lurking in the shadows. The truth was, she liked it. She just didn't want to admit it.

Levy didn't know why she felt the way she did for the iron dragon slayer. Maybe it was just that she didn't understand it. She thought that maybe he liked her given all the things he's done, but he always kept his distance. All of a sudden, Levy felt very self-conscious. 'There's no way he'd like someone as small as me. There are much more beautiful women with better bodies he'd probably be more interested in.' The evil thoughts continued. 'He only goes on jobs with me because he thinks I'm too small to defend myself.' Levy had to stop herself right there. She knew he didn't feel that way. He'd always let her stand her ground when problems arise. He would let her fight to her limit and always be there to back her up when she needed it. He didn't baby her, and she appreciated it. She just thought that they were two people from completely different worlds that probably never have a chance of being anything more than friends.

Gajeel sat on the couch awaiting Levy's return. He was amused at her reaction when he caught her staring and it made him feel pretty good that she pretty much eye-fucked him.

"You alright there, shrimp?" He asked as she emerged from her hideout.

"Yeah, I just had to find the first aid stuff," she replied, returning to the couch to clean his wounds. Gajeel winced as Levy put the damp cloth on his side and gently wiped the dried blood away. He felt warm inside as she touched him and he couldn't help but smile.

"Ya wear that every night or did you know I was comin'?" He said with a devious grin.

"Gajeel!" Levy gasped. "This is my usual nighttime attire! I wasn't aware I was going to have a guest," she huffed.

A few minutes go by and Levy finishes cleaning him up.

"Levy…."Gajeel says.

"Eh?"

"You should let me crash here tonight."

Levy looked at him with wide eyes. Gajeel grinned.

"My place is pretty far from here and I think I'm too messed up to make it there."

Levy's words escaped her throat. 'Did he really just ask to spend the night here? At my place? With me?'

"U-uh s-sure, yeah, um, you can take my bed tonight. I highly doubt you'll be comfortable on the couch in the state you're in…" Levy stammers. "I can take the couch…..um…." she continues, looking for any excuse to change the subject before he can say anything. "Did you want me to run you a bath?" She asks.

"Actually that doesn't sound too bad," Gajeel takes her up on her offer.

Levy goes to the bathroom to get the bath started. After the water is ready she turns around to find him standing in the doorway, startling her.

"Relax, shrimp," he chuckles.

"Uh…it's ready for you, I'm gonna go make the bed for you. I'll probably be asleep by the time you're done." She scurries past him doing, and saying anything to avoid him and goes into the bedroom to fix up the bed.

Maybe 30 minutes go by and Levy was fast asleep on the couch. Gajeel was making his was out of the tub when he suddenly felt weak. 'Oh man, I was more beat up than I thought.' He gathers the strength to dry off and put on a spare pair of shorts, but that was all he could do, as he collapsed on the floor out of sheer exhaustion. 'Oh, fuck.' He thought to himself.

Levy was jolted out of her sleep as she heard the thump he made. Making her way to the bathroom she notices him lying on the floor, eyes begging for help.

"Oh my…Gajeel!" Levy helps him up and notices he's half naked. Her body suddenly getting very hot. He hooks his arm around her shoulder and she almost shudders at the touch. Her body tingling where he's holding her for support and sending chills up her spine. It felt almost electric. Gajeel was not oblivious to what was happening to the blue haired mage, as he could smell her arousal, resulting in an inflated ego for him. But he was legitimately too tired to even think. Her natural smell wasn't helping. It soothed him. It made him want to be around her more. It made him want to hold her close and never let go.

Levy tried to keep all of her energy from pooling in between her legs. She knew dragon slayers had super senses so she prayed that he couldn't smell her, though she knew he did. They made it to the bed and she dropped him on the mattress. He immediately bundled up in the comforter, smelling so much like Levy. He felt like he was floating on a cloud…drifting off into a deep slumber. Levy noticed him falling asleep quickly and decided to make her leave when she was stopped with a hand on her wrist.

"Don't…..go…" Gajeel mumbled, voice overflowing with sleep. Levy was taken aback. She did NOT know what to say or do, so she just stood there…nervous.

"Stay…." He mumbled again as he pulled her down on to the bed with him. Levy squeaked with surprise especially at how fast it happened. The small confused noises she was emitting only made Gajeel want to hold her closer, so he did. Realizing she wasn't going to break free, she succumbed to sleep and to the large man holding her closely.