WOW! Over 50 followers…I am soo excited. With that, here is the latest chapter; I hope you all enjoy it. Sorry it took me longer than usual to update, I have been playing a lot of video games lately…lol.

Gajeel didn't quite understand what had possessed him to follow the blunette in the first place. First he had seen her strutting down the sidewalk in a hurry, and then; before he knew it he had followed her inside Quatro Cerberus. Once he saw that idiotic drunk wrap his arms around her, his anger flared; within seconds he had the bastard by his shoulder.

"So, what'll it be?!" Gajeel said in a mix between a growl and grunt. A large part of him waited for the fight; like a caged animal.

The man turned to face him, a drunken look spread across his tattooed face.

"Well, I sure as hell like a challenge; makes me feel 'wild'!" The man stood, staring Gajeel down; he was just around his height.

"Bacchus, seriously?!" Levy said, with irritation in her voice. "Just go home, your drunk!"

The man, now introduced as Bacchus; turned to look at Levy. He wore a sadistic grin on his face, the look of a man thirsty for a woman's touch; which amplified Gajeel's anger.

"Oh, come on now Levy. This'll be fun!" Bacchus then turned his attention back to Gajeel; wearing the same sadistic grin on his face. "Let's make a wager, shall we?"

Gajeel didn't like the sound of a wager, especially with Levy being in such close proximity; yet he was never one to back down from a challenge.

"Sure, why not?" Gajeel said, wearing his famous smirk. "What did you have in mind?"

"Hmmm…" Bacchus scratched his chin, looking up at the ceiling; he seemed to be toying with Gajeel. "Alright, If I win…Levy gets to keep me company…all night long!" Bacchus tilted his head to the side, wearing the same smile on his face, he definitely seemed confident.

Gajeel was taken aback from such an intense wager, it was over a girl; one that Gajeel had strange feelings for. He didn't like the idea of her going home with such a drunken idiot; yet he knew it ultimately landed in Levy's hands. Gajeel turned to look at Levy, whose face had now turned a pale color.

"Seriously?! No way would I ever stay a night with you!" Levy shouted, seeming surprised by her sudden outburst herself; yet Gajeel had found it cute in a way.

"Then I just won't lose." Gajeel said, turning his attention back to Bacchus. "Let's at least take it outside; I always hate paying for damaged property." Gajeel smirked, as he then followed Bacchus outside; noticing a small figure following close behind him.

Once they had walked outside, and into an empty lot near the bar; Bacchus cocked his head to the side.

"So, what do you want if you win?" Bacchus said, staggering a little from the booze; yet managed to stable himself.

Gajeel had to think about it for a minute, he honestly didn't need anything; he just had a simple request.

"If I win, then you will leave Levy the hell alone! If I find out that you have even whispered her name; I will personally kick your ass…again!" Gajeel stared at him, watching the look of amusement on Bacchus's face.

"Humph, you sure are confident as hell." Bacchus let out a laugh. "You see, unlike most; I fight the best when I'm drunk!" Bacchus continued to laugh, the sound of his stupidity made Gajeel's blood boil. "Man! This is going to be sooo WILD!"

Gajeel didn't want to hear anymore talking, he just wanted to feel the crack of Bacchus's bones against his knuckles.

"Just shut the hell up and fight me!" Gajeel shouted, getting into a fighting stance.

Bacchus just stood there, waiting for the first strike.

Levy stood among the other people crowding around the two men, she felt knots in the pit of her stomach. She knew, from seeing it herself; that Gajeel could handle his own in a fight. Yet, she had known Bacchus for years and had seen his fighting skills on more than one occasion. The best was when he was flat out drunk, which worried her; considering he was drunk now. She crossed her arms and looked at Gajeel, for some reason his demeanor seemed different than the last time she had seen him fight; he seemed more determined than before. "Please be careful" she thought to herself; waiting for the two men to clash.

Gajeel charged toward Bacchus, pulling his arm back and landing a punch directly into Bacchus's gut. He didn't seem all that affected by it, yet Gajeel assumed it was the booze that were numbing the pain; usually a blow like that would have the opponent on the floor gasping for air. Bacchus smirked and swung his leg out, Gajeel dodged just barely; before he became in contact with Bacchus's right hook. Gajeel staggered back and wiped the blood from his mouth.

"Fuck!" Gajeel thought, looking at Bacchus with anger.

Gajeel looked over to where Levy was standing, she looked nervous; he definitely wasn't going to lose.

"Like that?" Bacchus stretched his arms. "I thought you would be more of a challenge. That's ok, I'll take good care of Levy tonight!" Bacchus laughed, mockingly.

Gajeel's anger flared once more, charging after him; this time when he went to land a punch Bacchus had deflected it. That's what Gajeel wanted, as he then swung his foot into Bacchus's ankle; forcing him to stagger and fall on his ass. Gajeel took this opening and stood over him; landing a punch directly into Bacchus's face. Bacchus kicked his feet into Gajeel's ribs, as Gajeel then heard a cracking noise; knowing he sure as hell at least broke two of them. Gajeel stood holding onto his left side, taking in a deep breathe. This guy was a challenge for sure, Gajeel smirked; he hadn't had one this challenging in a while. Bacchus stood there, rubbing his jaw; Gajeel knew he hit him pretty damn hard.

"Now this is wild!" Bacchus said, than spat blood on the concrete.

"Oh trust me, I can get even wilder!" Gajeel smirked and slowly made his was closer to Bacchus, letting go of his now broken ribs.

This time Bacchus went for the hit, aiming his fist directly into Gajeel's face; Gajeel moved his head to the side just slightly. The punch just grazing Gajeel's cheek; a small bruise now forming. Gajeel turned his head to look at Bacchus, he was surely enjoying this little brawl. Gajeel landed a punch into Bacchus's shoulder; then kneed him in the ribs. Bacchus sure as hell felt it, hunching over in pain. Gajeel didn't wait for him to get his composure, he took his hands into a fist and drove it straight into Bacchus's back. Bacchus landed into the pavement, gravel in his mouth; He stood warily. Bacchus spit chunks of asphalt and wiped the blood from his new road rashed face. Gajeel watched as his demeanor changed from funny to serious with 10 seconds flat; he now had his full attention.

Bacchus steadied his stance once again; aiming a few punches with his palms into Gajeel's ribcage. The sound of further cracking could be heard within a few feet of the fight; Gajeel wasn't giving up. He grabbed Bacchus by the wrist and swung him into the wall; cracking the brick. Gajeel stomped over to him, ignoring the sound of his ribs screaming in defiance of his movements. Bacchus stood still, his body still lying in the brick; pieces falling to the floor. Gajeel lifted his fists, landing punch after punch into Bacchus's face; followed by his knee to his gut once again. Bacchus deflected the last blow, pushing Gajeel away; if only briefly.

Gajeel didn't listen to the crowd telling him to stop; one thing he did was finish a fight until the winner was the only one standing. He had learned from experience to never trust an opponent until they were unable to stand to take another strike at you, yet a voice stood out among all of them.

"Gajeel!" Levy shouted. "It's over, you won!" Levy continued to shout at him. "Please, just stop!"

Gajeel looked toward her, she looked pained; concerned. He didn't know what her expressions were trying to say, he also didn't know why it had such an impact on him. The pain from his ribs started to peek, making his footing falter; if only for a moment. He looked back over to Bacchus, who managed to lean himself against the wall; legs sprawled out on the floor. He looked exhausted, his breathing rapid; yet he still wore a smile on his face.

"Man, you sure are wild!" Bacchus said before leaning his head back, looking up at the sky.

"Told you I'd kick your ass." Gajeel chuckled, then regretted it from the sharp pain that hit him; his ribs didn't agree with it at all.

Gajeel refused to fall, he needed to be strong; to show everyone that he was the fighter they all claimed him to be. He hunched over, then stood up right once again; taking in a deep breath.

Levy could see the fight was over, she could see the pain in his eyes; she needed to help him. Before she could even think about what she was doing, she started running toward him; then stopped abruptly looking up at him.

"Gajeel…" She continued to stare at him, his face had scratches and dried blood from a cut on his lip. She saw the way he held onto his side, yet acted as if he was fine; she could see the pain he was in. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he needed her help; there was no way she was taking no for an answer. She kneeled down next to him, examining his wounds.

"What are you doing short stack?" Gajeel asked, looking at her confused.

"Well I am a nurse you know, so just let me help you." Levy looked at him for a moment and then continued to assess his wounds.

Gajeel wouldn't have minded her touching him, except right now he felt vulnerable; with all the injuries he had sustained.

"Not here." Was all Gajeel said, looking at Levy intently.

Gajeel could see she seemed to know what it meant, they needed to leave; without people catching on to his injuries and just how painful they were.

"Let me take you to the hospital, I ca…." Levy was cut off by a stern look from Gajeel.

"No, I can't." Gajeel said, looking around at the people; he was relieved to see most of them attending to Bacchus.

"You need medical treatment." Levy said, a look of worry spread across her face.

"I will, after all I have you." Gajeel smirked at her, then grabbed his side again. "I mean you are a professional aren't you?"

"Well I…I…yes…" Levy sighed, then stood closer to him; watching his steps as they walked away from the crowd.

Levy scanned the crowd for any sign of her father, but didn't see him; she sighed in frustration. She knew from experience that he was probably at another local bar; drinking his life away. She than looked to Gajeel, the man that had stood up for her; he was there for her when her father wasn't. A smile spread across her face, even though she felt like her life had its hard times; she felt this man had just made it seem better. She knew her father would be fine on his own for a night, right now she needed to help Gajeel attend to his wounds; since he had sustained them for fighting for her in the first place. She sighed at the irony, looking up at him while another smile seemed to appear without her even knowing. He looked down at her, confusion written all over his face.

"What are you smiling at shrimp?" Gajeel asked.

"Oh nothing…" Levy said, as she flagged down a taxi.

So I had to make Bacchus a little bit of a challenge, since he is strong in the anime/manga. So excitd to start the next chapter for you guys, nurse Levy to the rescue! Lol. Hope you all enjoyed it, I will posting the next chapter soon…reviews are very much appreciated!