WAAAAH! Im so sorry for this little break ;-; I didnt mean for it to be that long, I swear. I started applying for colleges, and senior year has been a mess and everythings just a jumble right now. I finally got a break to write, and my editor actually went over it and okay here we are. *deep breaths* Okay, so I hope you enjoy this little romance between Levy and Gajeel.

If you dont remember where the last chapter left off (I dont blame you) Levy and Gajeel are going to a party at Laxus'. Natsu and Lucy are going to be late. Lalala, here we are.

Thank you so much for reading, and favoriting, and following! Thanks for your support through all this! ~Hana

"Gajeel, glad you could make it!" The door swung open with so much force it would have been torn off easily, if not for the special screws, as a muscular man greeted Levy and Gajeel. Although this door did no justice for what treasures hid behind it. As soon as the door creaked open Levy could swear she could hear angels singing it was so blindingly white. The marble floors sparkled like a calm crystal lake on a cold fall morning. The walls were cream. A perfect contrast to the gold statues in the foyer. That's right. Gold statues. Who needs gold statues in their entryway?

No one. Unless you're a rich ex-body builder with enough cash to buy a boat. Or ten.

"Thanks for the invite," Gajeel rolled his eyes. It was well known to everyone at the gym that Gajeel was not the most outgoing of employees, but seeing as this was one of the only work events with free alcohol, he always made it a point to attend. Plus, he actually liked his co-workers... Not that he would ever admit it.

"Great to see you, Levy," Laxus offered her a kind smile before stepping aside to let them in the house. "Gajeel knows where everything is, so feel free to explore. If you need me, you can find me around."

"Thanks," She smiled at the blonde man as she cautiously stepped into his house after Gajeel. "Uh, Natsu might be a little late."

Laxus let out a deep laugh at the girl's worried expression. "I know, he's already texted me complaining about seven times-" A small ding came from Laxus' pocket. "Make that eight times,"

"Yeah Lucy is-"

"Don't worry about it, Levy," Laxus reassured her.

"I'll try not to..." She knew that Lucy would take a ridiculously long time to get ready; maybe she should have taken more time so Natsu and Lucy wouldn't be late alone... Although she knew Lucy didn't mind being late- she was practically late for everything that wasn't shopping, yoga, or a girls night.

"Wanna look around?" Gajeel nudged her arm lightly.

Levy looked up at him and smiled a bit to herself. If someone had told her just a few months ago that instead of sitting home, and watching Netflix on a Friday night; she'd be in a mansion with a really cute guy who likes her- and she even liked back- well she wouldn't believe them. But as she stared into his eyes, she found that she was learning more about herself. She liked what he brought out in her, and how she could find something new about him every time she looked.

To think that in the middle of his big eyes, there would be hints of red. Although she could never put her finger on his eye color. It was one she had never seen before. The outer ring was brown, maybe, but it was also black, like the sky at midnight. All she knew for sure was that the longer she looked at them, the hotter her insides began to feel. It took all her might not to ooze into a puddle on the floor. His eyes were tender and kind when they looked at her, but she knew that they had the ability to look rash, and mean, they could even fill with hatred as most eyes do. However. They didn't.

"Levy?" Gajeel asked lightly. She blinked a few times, shaking her head of all the thought that had just occurred.

Levy shook her head, ridding her thoughts that brought her back to her teenage years. "I'm fine, sorry." She waved a hand dismissively. "Just zoned out there for a second."

"Well do you want a water or something?" He asked. "Maybe an adult beverage..." He eyed her skeptically. "If you even drink," He grinned down at the girl who flushed a bright shade of salmon.

"I do drink, thank you," She pouted her lips. Sure, her body was a bit on the smaller side, and her alcohol tolerance wasn't that great, but she liked to have a fruity drink every once and awhile. However, she was not a good drunk, and frankly she did not feel like doing that to Gajeel on what could be technically their third date. "I'll have a water for now though..." She followed him as he turned towards the kitchen.

The walk through the hallways was nothing short of immaculate. The walls were covered with fine art that made no sense to Levy but was still nice to look at. "He's kind of an art snob," Gajeel commented as they passed a particularly atrocious painting that Levy couldn't even begin to understand.

"Who would have guessed?"

"Cana tried to sell one once," He smirked and blew a quick breath out of his nose in fond memory. "It didn't go well."

"What happened?"

"Nothing too bad," He rolled his eyes. "I mean they're still together now," He pointed to a painting on the left that Levy assumed was the reason for it. "Lets just say that after that argument they were attached at the hip. Literally. They banged like a screen door in a hurricane. For a week." He rubbed a hand through his hair. "Even at work. Let's just say that my lunch break plans did not include walking in on them leaning against the fridge."

"Oh my god." Levy couldn't help the crimson color that overtook her face all the way down her neck and to the tips of her ears.

"But anyways," Gajeel shrugged as if he were talking about the weather. "Here's the kitchen." The swinging door slammed against the wall, causing a slight banging sound. The room was filled with other party goers that Levy had never seen at the gym before. Gajeel walked in the room as if it were his house. Opening up the fridge to peer inside at its treasures. He reached back and grabbed a bottle of water.

"Thanks." Levy gripped the cap nervously, tapping her fingers against the side.

"Sure you don't want anything stronger?" He raised an eyebrow as he held a Guinness in his hand.

"I'm good thanks." She fixed a piece of hair behind her ear nervously. "Are you sure you should be drinking?" She asked.

"I'm not pregnant," He deadpanned before he smirked at her.

"I mean you're driving," She trailed off, not wanting to sound worried. It didn't work.

"What? You can't drive?"

"I- I," She stammered for words. She never thought that she'd be the forced designated driver. Her stomach turned in on itself before she could stop it.

"Relax Shrimp," He placed a hand on her shoulder immediately relaxing her. "It was a joke."

"I knew that," She tried to smile it off, but anyone could see how awkward she was feeling at the moment. Her fingers gripped the water bottle in her hands tightly causing the plastic to crackle under the strain.

"I have a really high alcohol tolerance, but if you don't feel comfortable with me drinking then I won't have anything," He whispered to her.

"Thanks," She mumbled. "You don't have to do that for me-"

"Don't sweat it," He opened the fridge and placed the can of beer back where he found it, changing it for a water. "Let's go meet some people."

"Oh, Lucy just texted me that she's here," Levy smiled at her phone.

"Want to go meet her?" Gajeel asked.

"No, I'm sure they'll find their way," She smiled, leaning against him slightly as they sat on a couch in Laxus' living room. They had talked to people, wandered the house, and roamed through some of the impressive garden. After all that walking the two decided to sit down for a while on a couch that they found. The couch, like everything else in the house, was all too large. However, they still sat very close to one another, so much so that their shoulders brushed against each others.

Her dress ruffled lightly against his shirt, and she could almost hear his heartbeat. He focused on her breath, and just relaxed in the moment. She had never had a boyfriend treat her this way. Not that they were dating or anything but they were definitely exclusive... right? It was a nice change of pace to be able to sit somewhere, close, intimate, and just listen to each other.

"Did you see Cana tonight?" Gajeel broke the silence.

"No, why?"

"I think if we don't say hi she'll give me an earful on Monday," He let out a long sigh as if this were a hassle for him. "I've got to go find her." He stood up and straightened his shirt. Turning around, he looked down at Levy. "Coming?"

"Yeah." She jumped right up after him, following him out the door.

"She usually stays in the kitchen or in the room with the ping pong table," he shrugged. "So it should be easy to find her."

"Why the ping pong room?"

"Beer pong," He deadpanned, "And flip cup sometimes."

"Sounds like she throws a lot of these parties."

"She uses pretty much any and every excuse to throw a party. Laxus doesn't care, so they always have them at his place," He laughed, remembering something. "Once I got so trashed that I passed out on his piano. I can never even begin to describe the cleaning lady's face when she walked in on me sleeping." He let out a low chuckle at the memory. They walked a few more feet, music slowly getting louder as they approached a door.

"What's that noise?" Her blue hair swayed as her head cocked to the side.

"That'd be the party." He placed his hand on the door, hesitating, before he turned to her. "Stay close-"

"Wha-" The door swung open, and Levy was met with the most amount of people she'd ever see in one room at one time. Bodies slammed into each other as beer was passed around in bright red solo cups. Most of the girls were without shirts with beer and sweat running down their stomachs. Having never been to a college party, Levy could only imagine that this is what they would be like.

She felt a big hand wrap around her own as it tugged her though the crowd. She looked around frantically at the sights around her. The center of the noise was the Queen herself, Cana. She was standing on the countertop, controlling the keg, and filling red solo cups. Her outfit was very much so like the rest of the girls there. She had on black sandals that clicked against the counter as she stumbled about. Levy would have been more impressed for her being so tipsy, yet able to maintain her balance, if that was not one of the most unsanitary things she had ever seen. Her leopard capris were right enough to outline the shape of her strong leg muscles, and left little to the imagination. Her top, if it even qualified as a top, was a black bikini that somehow kept her boobs up. The strings strained and Levy prayed that they would keep their hold. However, even if it were to snap, she was sure Cana wouldn't even notice.

"Shit," She could barely hear Gajeel mumble as he waved through the crowd. As they got closer to the master of ceremonies, more people were pushing and shoving. Everyone wanted to watch what Cana was doing. That or get beer, get a girl, or if they're lucky, both. Levy's hand dug into Gajeel's, silently begging him not to let go.

Sadly, a girl much younger than Levy came barreling between them, forcing their hands away. Levy reached and grasped for his hand once again but failed to grab it. She was now alone in what she imagined would qualify as a 'mosh pit'. Fear was the first word that came to mind, but terrified would be a better fit. Screams echoed off the walls, and bodies slammed into her own. She could barely keep her feet on the ground as they pushed her towards Cana.

"G-Gajeel!" She pleaded for him, not like he could hear her. Her hand shot up in the air, waving, as if he could see her over this crowd.

Suddenly, miracle or not, a body was pushed off her her own, and Gajeel was standing in front of her. He nodded his head, silently asking if she was okay. She nodded back, hoping to get out as soon as possible.

"Gajeeeeel!" A loud voice slurred over the raging beat of the music.

"Hey Cana," He bellowed.

"Here, have a cup!" She laughed as she sprayed beer into the red cup in her hand.

"None tonight," He said, holding up a hand.

"Whaaaat!" Her hair slumped over her face, and her body convulsed forward. "Why not! You always drink!"

"Driving," He shrugged. "Next time I'll have two."

"You'll have more than that!" Cana threw her head back and let out a cackle. "If you change your mind, you'll know where to find me!"

"Always do," He waved two of his fingers in a salute-like gesture. He looked down at Levy once again, making sure she was safe, before he pushed through the crowd once again.

"What in the world-" Was all Levy could manage to get out once they were in a silent hallway once again.

"Want to go to the garden again?" Gajeel asked.

"Uh... sure," Levy shrugged. She would be happy to be anywhere but that kitchen.

"Sorry about that."

"It's not a big deal." She tried to pass off as confident, but she was sure he could see through the facade.

"Cana's parties weren't this bad in college," He smirked. "Well... Maybe they were."

"I wouldn't know," Levy shrugged.

"Well, you only just met Cana."

"I've never been to a party," She clarified.

"Like, a college party?"

"Any party really."

"You've never been to any party?" He stressed the point.

"Thats correct," She smiled at him lightly.

"Man girl," He rolled his eyes, "We need to get you out more."

"I get out enough," She laughed lightly, not even able to hold a straight face.

"Maybe they have one of those conventions for Game of Thrones," He suggested, "You can find people just as Netflix-crazed as you."

"I'm sure they have Netflix and Chill clubs all over the world," She laughed to herself, "But I'm not really interested in that."

"Netflix and what?" He asked.

"Netflix and Chill?"

"What's that?"

"Oh, you poor innocent thing," She giggled, placing a hand on his arm. "Maybe I'll tell you when you're older."

"No, really," He looked very lost, and Levy couldn't help but burst out laughing at the man. "I hope your Wifi goes down tonight," He glared at her.

"What a rude thing to say!" She managed between laughs.

He grabbed her waist, and pulled her into him."I'm going to leave you in the middle of the garden if you don't tell me right now."

"Guess I better get a GPS then," She smirked.

"I'll give you one more chance," His voice was light and playful.

"I don't want to sully your virgin ears."

"Have it your way," Before she knew it, Gajeel had bend down, and hoisted Levy over his shoulder in a fluid motion. He had picked her up, and toppled her over so she now had no choice but to stare at his rather shapely behind.

"G-Gajeel!" Her world was turned upside down by this man, quite literally. "Put me down!" She clawed at his belt, hoping for something to grab onto.

"Nope~" She could almost hear the smirk in his voice.

"I'm going to scream!" She warned.

He let out a laugh. "Everyone loves a screamer," She couldn't help the blush that took over her face.

"Please?" She put on her nicest tone.

"I don't know if you deserve it," He turned his head forward, and took a few steps. Levy lurched her arms forward, trying to grasp onto him for any sort of support. His torso was too broad for her to grab, and his shirt was nothing more than flimsy cotton.

"Pleaaaase? I'll do anything."

"Anything, huh?"

"Within reason!" She quickly added.

"No fun..." He murmured under his breath. "How about," Faster than the blink of an eyes, Gajeel spun Levy around again so she was on her feet. Her hair was a bit wilder than before. His head was in front of hers in mere moments, their eyes staring into each others' with the fire and passion of a thousand suns. "You go on a date with me?" He asked.

"What do you call this?" She shrugged her arms, motioning to their surroundings of flowers and shrubberies that looked as if they were straight out of a fairy tail. They had even passed a few water fountains on the way here. Laxus was definitely a romantic.

"Well, how about we go on a date without friends," His head motioned to the house with bass booming from the windows, making the grounds shutter.

"Maybe we should just get new friends," She laughed jokingly. As if she'd want to trade in her friends for anyone else. They were definitely diamonds in the rough.

"In the market for a new boyfriend?"

Oh my god... Levy's heart pounded at the words. Her brain went blank. She was prepared for this sure... She had hoped it would come... Eventually... But now? Right now? This was there... third date? Second? She didn't even know herself. She could hear Lucy in the back of her mind, screaming at her to accept "You have fun with him." "Maybe?" She questioned out loud. "Know anyone?"

"Ouch," He laughed, clearly undefended, but still startled at the words. He took a step closer, narrowing the space between them until it was nonexistent. His arms wrapped around her torso like snakes, coiling around their prey. They trapped her in, except she didn't feel trapped. She felt safe. Like nothing could ever go wrong while she stayed in that warm embrace on that cool summer afternoon. "I think I know a few people."

"Oh yeah?" Her teasing did nothing to calm her racing heart, and she was almost sure he could feel it against his chest.

"So?" He asked.

"So what?" Playing dumb. What a great idea, Levy.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" God, it was like they were back in high school again. She could feel her palms start to sweat... disgusting.

"Of course!" She couldn't contain her excitement anymore, and lucky for her, he shared these feelings. His lips were on hers in mere milliseconds. His own were coarse, slightly chapped, yet filled with want, need, lust. Hers were the opposite. Complimenting his in the best of ways. They were small, soft, lightly glossed. Timid, and almost shy.

Their breaths synched together as they exhaled through their noses. Once they collided, heat warmed through them, coursing from their soft lips down to their toes. She could feel his arms tighten around her waist, almost cutting off the oxygen in her lungs from the sheer force. The smell of roses, lilacs, and lilies filled the air when the breeze came through the garden, lifting Levy's dress and hair in an angelic show of passion. The floral scents mixed with a musk that Levy could only pin point as Gajeel's cologne. As they deepened the kiss Gajeel pulled away abruptly.

"My house?"

"Oh hell yes," She breathed out.

Wow, look at my cuties :3 Theyre too cute. So some of the things that happend with Levy and Gajeel in this chapter might have happened between my boyfriend and I xD Sometimes when we hang out I take mental notes so I can use our cuteness in fanfictions... Dont tell him. THANK YOU GUYS SOOO MUCH FOR READING THIS! Its been about a year since I started this story. THATS RIGHT. A yeeeeaaar! I cant believe it! So a huge thanks to literally everyone who has favorited, and followed, and shared, and just generally read this! It really means a lot that people actually like to listen to my shenanigans. So you keep being awesome! ~Hana