The demon inside.
By: LemonSherbert
Chapter 27: I'm alive.
I do not own any of the characters in this story, they are owned by the creator of Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima, do enjoy and don't forget to review.
Levy groaned as she opened her eyes, the dimness of the room made her eyes hurt, you'd have thought because it was dark that it wouldn't but she felt like her head was being split open. She looked up, seeing the top of the wooden bed and she blinked... she didn't have a four poster bad... wait, where was she? Her heart beat fast in her chest as she shot up and instantly regretted it as her brain seemed to rattle against her skull, making her hiss in pain. What had happened? Had they won? All she remembered was passing out? Or did she die? Either way she felt like death anyway and she looked down at her arms, they were covered in bruises like she had taken a real beating and her left leg was burning as if someone had seared a hole into it.
The room was mainly bare except for the bed and a wardrobe with a full length mirror in the middle of it, separating the two doors. Big, red curtains blocked out most of the daylight shining through the window behind it which she was glad for because even the slightest light was making her brain hurt. She blinked at her reflection, seeing her dark eyes but... her horns... they were back, pointing above her head but there was white marking on them. What were they and why were they on her horns? Had someone put them on her? If so, why? With a whimper she pulled back the blanket of the bed, her tail flicked at the cold and the white markings glowed on it... it looked like some sort of writing. She decided to ignore it that was a mystery for another day, her body ached and she felt like someone had run into her with a bulldozer. Despite the pain she pushed herself off of the bed, limping towards the closed door, it felt like every step was breaking her leg but she dealt with it, she had to know what had happened. She took a steady breath as she gripped the cold, brass handle and twisted it, pushing the door as she went and light flooded into her eyes, making her momentarily blind as her eyes watered. Levy wiped them away as she blinked; adjusting to the light despite the fact it made her brain cry out in agony as she stepped into the corridor. She looked down at herself, seeing the white T-shirt she was in that was almost a dress on her and she was wearing black boxers... someone's boxers, that made her cheeks flare up but she pushed the embarrassment of someone seeing her naked aside. Levy told herself she could worry about that later and she looked around, seeing the familiar corridor, her eyes widened as she saw the photo on the small side table. Her hands took it delicately and she saw his red eyes, glaring at the camera like he had better things to do and she smiled as she put it back down. But how did she get there?
"Levy... you... you're awake!?" Came a shocked, stunned voice, his gruff, deep tone making her heart skip a beat and she turned, he looked so amazingly handsome. She never thought she could find him even more attractive but apparently she could and her hands flew to her mouth as she gasped. He stood in front of her in dark jeans and a black shirt, it clung to every inch of his muscled torso and she gulped as she looked back up to his beautiful eyes.
"G-Gajeel... it's really true... I'm not dreaming right!?" She sniffled as her eyes filled with tears, a warmth filled her chest as he nodded, his own eyes sparkling lightly as he took a step forwards as if unsure she was truly standing there. While she... she couldn't stop herself as she threw herself forwards, she needed to feel him wrap his arms around her, she needed to feel his warmth, his heart beating against her skin. Gajeel chuckled as he caught her, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist as her own, small arms encircled his neck, her face buried in the side of his face, almost suffocating herself with his thick hair.
"I can't believe you're finally awake, you've been passed out for over a week...!" He exclaimed as she felt his hand get lost in her hair, she was slightly surprised but she couldn't think of anything else other than his strong arms pulling her close. Tears dripped down her face as she swallowed thickly, gripping him tighter... she couldn't imagine having lost him, it hurt so much to think she had come so close to it, she truly thought she was dead... drifting in nothing but blackness.
"I... I'm sorry... I let everyone down, I couldn't beat him...!" She whimpered as she thought back to being so easily crushed in that evil mans grip, the agony he had put her through was still burning through her body, the memory of it forever scorched into her skin.
"What are you talking about... you almost killed him, I had to knock you out to stop you?!" Gajeel told her and she stopped whimpering as she grew still, moving back to look him in the eyes.
"Th-that isn't possible... he... he killed me, how is that possible!?" She gasped, confused and sure he was lying but he shook his head.
"No... Well he did and I'm sorry... I couldn't get to you in time... if I had... y-you wouldn't have..." his voice trailed off as he buried his face in her shoulder, hugging her as tight as possible and she wheezed lightly. "Sorry" he said as he pulled back, looking her in the eyes and she smiled; she'd never seen something so beautiful. His eyes glittered like rubies and instead of his usual angry scowl, she was met with a soft and kind look that made her heart skip a beat.
"What matters is I'm alive and we won... and I love you, Gajeel!" She smiled and took his face in her hands, his cheeks felt warm against her fingertips and she closed her eyes. Her lips brushed against his and she felt the gasp leave him as she kissed him, it wasn't hungry or passionate or even a caring kiss. It was an 'I'm alive kiss' she could feel everything pour into it, her sadness, her anger, her happiness, her fear, her relief, her heart... all of it was in that kiss. His lips were soft and gentle against hers, her stomach growled for a moment but she just wanted to enjoy his embrace, to feel his breath on hers as they gave each other seconds to breathe. She wanted to feel his heart beat against her chest his fingers twirling strands of hair around them, to feel her own chest rising and falling... she was alive and so was he.
"We... should go down... stairs, everyone's having dinner... they've been worried... about you" Gajeel said between kisses and she nodded in agreement, unable to let him go. Levy felt him move, he was walking but she was too focused on his lips to really pay attention, she could feel his hands slide down her back, making her skin tingle as he grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his waist. There was a click and he stepped inside a room, it wasn't the room she had been in, it was almost pitch black, the thick, black curtains completely pushed out the sunlight. She could see pictures on the walls as she pulled away and looked around, feeling him kiss up and down her neck and she shivered.
"Is this your room?" She questioned and he gave her a nod as he slipped his tongue along her skin and she bit her lip as a small moan escaped her lips. He was sending all of her senses into overdrive, she couldn't think, not that she wanted to, all she wanted was his skin against hers.
"You must be hungry..." he said in her ear and right on queue her stomach twisted painfully and he pulled back so he could look into her eyes. "It's okay, you don't have to hold back" he said as he bent his head down and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Levy nodded as he placed her on the floor and walked over to the large, queen sized bed in the room, why did he even need a bed that big? She knew he was tall but the size of it seemed to drown him let alone her, Levy watched as he sat down and beckoned her with his finger, Levy did what he wanted and walked between his parted legs.
"Are... are you sure, won't you be hungry as well?" She asked as he pulled his top up over his head and she squeaked a little, his muscles flexed and twitched as he moved and she felt her cheeks burning as she tried to look away. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto one of his knees as he shook his head and looked down at her.
"No... I don't get your hunger remember... I just feed because it boosts my energy and the fact it feels good" he admitted and she nodded slowly as he turned his head. "Now go on, it'll help you get better" Gajeel said and she licked her lips, seeing the vein in his neck pulsing and her fangs grew bigger, pressing into her lips as she leaned up. She felt him shiver as her lips touched the crook of his neck and his deep, metallic scent made her inwardly groan as she parted her lips. Before she bit him, she placed a gentle, light kiss on his neck and his arm pulled her closer, running his fingertips up and down her spine. She placed her hand on the other side of his neck and her fangs dug into his skin until his hot, sweet blood began to fill her mouth. He was right, she was hungry, practically ravenous at that point as she let out a small growl and bit harder, making him groan and his fingers gently dug into her skin enough to leave a bruise. She could feel his pulse speed up, pumping blood between her lips and she moan, pushing him lightly and he fell back, letting her straddle his hips. "Someone's a little excited..." he mumbled as she took his left wrist in her hand, gently pulling it up to her lips, she said nothing as she licked across it, leaving a copper tinted trail before she sank her fangs into his flesh. She couldn't stop herself, it tasted so good and she was so, so hungry, as she fed her body moved, gently moving her hips and she heard Gajeel groan below her. When he began to pant, she pulled away, not wanting to exhaust him and she looked down at him, his appearance made her squeak and he grinned. His tail ran up and down her thigh playfully and his black eyes stared up at her with hunger... though it didn't look like the hunger she just had.
"Th-thank you... I needed that..." she said quietly and licked her lips of the dark blood staining her lips, his bites had already healed but he had blood smeared across his neck and shoulder and there was blood from his wrist on the creamy bed sheets. Gajeel didn't say anything as he leaned up, keeping himself propped up with one hand and the other arm was around her waist, keeping her still.
"I love you Levy..." he said, shocking her slightly and she stared down at him and he kissed the top of her chest through her shirt and looked up at her as her cheeks flushed.
"I-I love you too... Gajeel"...