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Levy barreled down the slope of Mt. Hakobe, feet slipping on the snow and ice beneath her on the way down. After a few seconds, her legs gave out underneath her and she lost all control as she desperately tried to grab onto something to slow her descent. Her arms grasped desperately around her, but the snow only fell through her fingers as she fell faster and faster. When she heard the roar coming from above her, she started to debate with herself whether she should even be thinking of slowing herself down. They had run into one of the biggest Vulcans she had ever seen, one of the biggest Vulcans she had ever even heard about. She hadn't even read about any creature as big as these in legends, apart from possibly dragons. Had she discovered a brand new species? There was so much she could learn, if only she had had more time to study it before it had been startled…
She was thrown out of both her thoughts and the path of a well-aimed swipe that she hadn't even noticed by a rock hitting her from the side. No. Not a rock. It was a person. A person who quickly put his hand over her mouth to stop her from gasping and alerting the Vulcan to their new location. Levy looked around her surroundings, and realised that they were in a small, icy alcove out of the sight of the creature following them. Gajeel lay on top of her, pinning her body underneath his in his attempt to shield her. The alcove was barely big enough for the two of them, and Gajeel's back was brushing the icy roof above them. At least they were hidden. For now, anyway. From what Levy had gathered about this Vulcan, it had an incredible sense of sight and hearing. For them to stay hidden, they would have to be both still and silent. Two things that she knew Gajeel was not very good at. She would have to start planning their escape, and soon.
Gajeel was trying, and failing, not to think about the small body which was currently squirming underneath him. He was only in this position to protect her, anyway, there was no reason other than that that she was lying on top of her. He tried to draw in his body as small as it could go, but it was still an uncomfortable position for him. His back was pressed against the roof above him, and his elbows and knees scraped against the floor. He was trying to hold his weight above Levy so he didn't crush her completely, but even pressing as far up as could with the ice above him his torso brushing against hers. Trying to get his mind off the proximity between him and Levy, he thought to the creature still out hunting for them, thinking tactically about the odds of him being able to defeat it. Even with the help of Levy, someone who had once been selected for the S-Class promotion trials, and someone who could more than hold her own in a battle it was a close call. The thing was huge, and unlike most Vulcan's appeared to be highly intelligent. They weren't just attempting to fight pure muscle, they were trying to fight double the muscle, and about ten times the brains. Add into that that the creature was in it's own element and the odds were stacked high against him and Levy.
Levy shifted underneath him, trying to get herself comfortable, but the way her chest rubbed up against his pulled him out of his thoughts. She was… weirdly beautiful. Of course he had noticed it before now, but the way the light filtered through the ice above them and reflected off her skin cemented it completely in his mind forever. Her smell in here was overwhelming, something that he couldn't help but breath in, something he had no chance of escaping from no matter how hard he tried. It was like a drug to him, taking him to a plane so much more blissful than his own. He lowered his head slightly to allow his nose to brush her hair, masking it as him merely shuffling to get into a better position. The blue locks tickled his nose, and nearly made him sneeze. It was silky, so different to the rough hairs that graced his own head that refused to be tamed. He could smell the hint of cotton that came from her headband and added to the scent of ink and old paper that was so definitively her. People's magic manipulated their scent as they went along, and Levy's Solid Script and Language magic were so powerful that they had overtaken whatever scent she had been born with. It was something that Gajeel often wondered about, just what had Levy originally smelt like. Levy moved slightly, and the smallest breath escaped from her mouth. At any other time he would have found it adorable, but right now he had more important things on his mind.
Is it still out there? Levy mouthed to him, and Gajeel made a tiny movement that Levy could nonetheless decipher as a shrug. There was too much shifting snow and howling winds for Gajeel's hearing or smell to be of any use. The problem with super-human senses, was that sometimes they were overwhelmed. It didn't help that Levy was so close to him, of course, but he would never admit that to her.
Do you think we can take it?
Another shrug. The problem with things that had never been encountered before, was that you never knew how to deal with them. He knew that he was in good hand's, there was only one person in Fairy Tail who was a better tactician than Levy, and she was technically a ghost. Ergo, Levy was the best living tactician in Fairy Tail. He knew that there was a plan running around in that beautiful brain, and it had never let him down before.
I say we go out there. It's a snow creature, so it must be susceptible to heat. I'll attack it with a fire spell, and you can hit it with all you've got while it's disoriented.
Gajeel never thought that Levy would be able to get more beautiful, but the intelligence that she showed when her brain got into action shone through her eyes like stars. His woman wasn't just beautiful, she was brains as well. Gajeel had met many women in his time, and none were as amazing and positively perfect as her. Every single mission that they went on made him fall in love with her even more. It was a very slippery slope, and Gajeel was going down it at a ridiculously hypersonic pace. Even Jet would have nothing on him.
What are you hesitating for, Gajeel? Let's go!
Levy moved to stand up, but Gajeel pressed his palms to her shoulders and held her down. This time was as good as any, while he was there in front of her and the entirety of her attention set on him. Levy looked up at him, confused at the sudden move to hold her down. Was there something that he knew that she didn't? Was he trying to keep her out of trouble? Gajeel wasn't the kind of person to avoid fighting. She could see the conflict in his mind through his eyes, almost as if he was thinking through what he was going to say next. Which was something else that Gajeel didn't do very often. His voice finally came as a whisper, barely audible above the sound of the howling wind and the occasional roar of the Vulcan outside.
"Levy… I think… I think I love you."
Levy stared up at Gajeel, the words from his mouth both confusing her and brutally kicking her out of her train of thought. She knew that he was serious by the way he called her Levy instead of Shrimp. She had known that she had feelings for him for a ridiculously long time, and normally him admitting this to her would make her heart sour, but right now…
"Now, Gajeel? You decide that THIS is the best moment to tell me this?!"
Levy's voice was louder than she had anticipated it to be. She heard the Vulcan roar, louder, closer, more focused this time. It appeared that they had been discovered. She looked up at Gajeel in a mixture of shock and fear, as he smirked down.
"Wow. Good going, Shrimp. Well, nows the time to put that plan of yours into action, anyway."
Levy sighed as Gajeel jumped off her, running out of the alcove to face the Vulcan head on. Levy sighed, sprinting after him to put the plan into action. He may be an idiot, but at least he was her idiot.
A/N this was ridiculously hard for me to write for some reason... Not my best work but hey.
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