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CHAPTER 4:

Gajeel rolled off Natsu and crumbled on the floor, hiding his face. He felt so tired all of a sudden. He couldn't move a limb. Natsu pushed himself off the floor and watched the Iron Dragon Slayer as he wept silently. He could hear Gajeel whispering.

"I'm sorry… I can't do it… I love her…" Natsu's hand twitched, wanting to comfort the raven haired man, but not knowing how. The pinkette tried to put himself in his shoes, imagine what would it feel like to know the one you love is one hairsbreadth away from death. Knowing that, without Wendy, she would've been already cold. The other Fairies shuffled awkwardly away from the two once they saw the battle was over. Natsu clenched his fist.

"Hey… I…"

"Don't you fucking dare…" Gajeel rasped, not finding the strength to yell at Salamander. "You don't know how I feel, so don't you fucking dare say you're sorry or some emotional shit like that. I don't need your goddamn pity!" Gajeel snapped his head to the Fire Dragon, his glossy eyes still spilling tears. "What I need is her to open her eyes! I need her to survive!" He burned his red eyes into Natsu's. "And, once she's out of harm's way… I'll hunt that fucker down, rip his beating heart out of his fucking chest and make him swallow it whole. Then, I'll bathe in his fucking blood." Gajeel said between clenched teeth, a shudder rising on Natsu's spine. "He will regret the day he even thought of messing with us, Fairies."

"And I'll be there, watching your back." Natsu let him see the fire burning in his eyes. Good. Salamander wanted blood as much as he did. The next flashback he had made Gajeel crave Jose's blood even more.

After a night he'd be sure to remember, Gajeel woke up to see the most beautiful sight he ever laid his eyes on. An angel was sleeping curled next to him, her wavy blue hair spilling over the pillow. He brushed a few rebel strands from her forehead, then he got closer to kiss her cheek, continuing trailing kissed down her jaw, on her neck, behind her ear. A sleepy giggle made him smile, raising his head enough to watch Levy open her eyes and beam so lovingly it made whatever wall was left to guard his heart shatter in a billion pieces.

"That tickles…" Levy complained sweetly, Gajeel grinning and resuming the honey torture, enjoying Levy's squirming under him. Once he thought was enough, he continued kissing his way down her neck, nipping her shoulder and collar bone. Levy let out soft moans once Gajeel's mouth found her chest.

"I love you…" Gajeel whispered between heated kisses, raising goose bumps on Levy's skin. She smiled and let him show her just how much love he felt.

Half an hour later, Gajeel pulled a huffing bluenette on his chest, Levy listening to his quickened heartbeat.

"I love you, too…" the Dragon Slayer grinned crookedly, kissing the top of her hear.

"I knew I was irresistible, it a curse."

"Was that a joke?" Levy gapped at him, smirking. "Did I hear well? The mighty Iron Dragon just made a joke? And a funny one, too."

"I've always had a sense of humor, you were just so absorbed in your books you never realized my awesomeness."

"By Mavis, another one! Quick, what day is it? I'll talk to Master and make this day a holy one, maybe hold a festival or something." Gajeel rolled over her, laughing.

"You makin' fun of me, Shorty? I can always pay you back for that. Let's see…" He raised his hand to caress Levy's ribs only to tickle her, earning a very surprised laugh. They played like that for a few minutes, releasing a panting and giggling Levy.

"Okay, you win!"

"Of course I do!" She surrendered under his body, Gajeel looking intently at her for a long moment. Then, he kissed her so passionately she forgot to breathe for a moment. A few minutes later, Gajeel released her lips, placing his face on the crook of her neck.

"Will you tell me now what brought this along?" She caressed his bare back, grinning when she felt goose bumps on his skin. Gajeel felt so elated he felt he could tell her anything she wanted to know. And so, he did. He told her how he spent his days with Metalicana, how lonely he felt when he disappeared, how that loneliness became bitterness and how Jose lured him to the dark side. He recalled the days he was dark back in Phantom Lord, how he looked back now and never wanted to become such a creature again, how strange it felt to be with people who genuinely cared for him and considered him family. How he felt when he looked at her.

He talked for hours, opening his heart to her, Levy silently listening. They had a late lunch, then continued talking. Gajeel felt like he was freeing himself from a heavy burden as he told her everything she wanted to know. The only things he kept from her were the fact that he was working as a double agent for Jose and Makarov and Jose ordered to kill her. Why ruin such a perfect moment?

The weekend they spent was magical, neither wanting to let go as Monday came knocking on their happiness. Gajeel walked her back to the dorm, promising to see each other later that day. With another scorching kiss, they parted ways for a few hours, both mages smiling dumbly as they headed for their respective homes. The same day, Gajeel received a letter from Jose. The raven haired man read it disgusted, crumbling it in his fist, b throwing it away in a corner and forgetting about it after a few hours. Fairy Tail made sure no dark thought would ever remain in his head.

For a few weeks, Gajeel was… happy. Then, everything went to hell.

One magical Sunday morning, Gajeel decided to surprise Levy with breakfast in bed, so he dressed quickly and headed out to the market for some shopping, whistling contently.

Levy opened her eyes and stretched, hoping to feel Gajeel next to her. When she didn't, she called out to him, receiving no answer. So she got up and headed for the bathroom. As she got out and hunted for her clothes, a single crumpled paper made Levy bend over and pick it up. Once she unfolded it and carefully smoothed it, her eyes glanced over just briefly. It was enough to stop her hand mid-smooth, starting the letter from the beginning.

Dearest Gajeel, I do hope you know my patience is thinning by the second. And my Elements are dying for some Fairy blood. I wanted to let you know I've cleared a spot for that blue Fairy above the fire place. Just picturing her adorning my wall is making my skin crawl with joy. Do your very best to lacrima capture her final moments, you know I love a good show.

(Phatom Lord guild mark)

P.S.: Don't keep me waiting.

Levy started hyperventilating, tears filling her eyes as her heart shattered. She clutched her chest, feeling the pain of betrayal ripping her soul. Just then, she heard the door opening. She ran to the door, facing a whistling Gajeel.

"Mornin', Shrimp. Go back to bed, I have a surpr…"

"You lying bastard!" Gajeel snapped his eyes to her, noticing Levy was glaring murderously at him, tears streaming down her face.

"Shrimp, are you OK? What's wrong?" He headed to her, worry clear on his face as Levy backed away from him.

"Don't touch me!" She screamed as he reached for her, Gajeel wincing from her harsh tone.

"What did I…"

"You never meant what you said, did you? You just wanted some fun before you killed me, right?" It was then he noticed the crumpled paper clutched in her hand. His blood ran cold as realization hit him hard.

"No! Levy, listen…"

"LIAR!" She turned on the spot and ran for the back door, Gajeel lunging after her.

"Let me explain, please!" He grabbed her by the arm and forcefully turned her to face him, the hate in her eyes almost kneeling him. Levy started fighting against his iron grip.

"Let go!"

"Not until I tell you what's going on!"

"I don't need your lies! LET GO!" She materialized the word FIRE and bolted for the door as Gajeel fought to extinguish his clothes. He didn't wait for the smoke to clear as he lunged for the door, running after Levy. He stopped dead in his track, sniffing the air. Nothing. Slightly panicked, he ran for Fairy Hills, hoping she was heading there. Ten minutes later, he barged in the girls' dorm, fighting against magical force fields and trying not to go deaf from all the alarms. As soon as he broke down the door from Levy's apartment, he sniffed the air again, confirming his worst fear. She wasn't there. She hasn't been there for at least a couple of days, since she had been at his place. He turned around, ignoring the outraged yells from the other girls and Erza's promises of a good whooping, running out the door. He headed to her favorite spot outside Magnolia, then bolted for the guild, his insides twisting strangely.

"Where's Levy?" He bellowed as soon as he was inside the pub, all heads turning to him.

"Haven't seen her." Gray shrugged as he sipped his beer.

"She was with you last I checked." Mira flipped a clean rag on her shoulder and grabbed another glass to wipe it.

"Are you sure she didn't come back here?" Gajeel insisted, worry eating his insides.

"What the hell, Metal Brain, did you lose your nose or something?" Natsu hinted her scent wasn't anywhere near the guild. So Gajeel ran up the stairs, to Makarov's office.

"Master! Levy's in danger!" He said without catching his breath. Makarov turned slowly in his chair, eyeing the Dragon Slayer strangely.

"It's polite to knock before storming in my office, Gajeel." He said in a calm voice.

"Please! She read the letter Jose sent me a few weeks back and she ran off! I can't find her anywhere!"

"Calm down, I'm sure she's just upset. Was it the letter you told me about, the one I told you to keep as evidence?"

"Yes, she somehow found it and…" Gajeel gulped, all strength leaving his body. "I have a bad feeling… I feel she's… in pain. Please, Master…"

"Did you mate with her?" Makarov asked in a neutral voice, watching Gajeel intently.

"I… Yes." Makarov jumped off his chair, hurrying out the door.

All of Fairy Tail was out of the guild in the next ten minutes, searching for Levy. Soon they found out that Jet and Droy were missing, as well. The search intensified, but they couldn't find a trance of the three. Night came and still nothing. The woods around Magnolia were empty part from wild animals and the searching Fairies.

Gajeel was feeling worse as hours passed by, dawn creeping to the horizon. His muscles ached, his body screamed for rest, his head swam from tiredness. But he would not give up. Not until she was found.

All of a sudden, Levy's scent was back. For a split second, he joyed beyond belief. Then realization hit his nose. Is was her blood he smelled. A LOT of blood.

Gajeel found himself walking to the Infirmary, cracking the door open to see inside. The pink haired hag was sitting on a chair and Wendy was sleeping on a medical bed.

And Levy…

He pushed the door open and hurried to her bed, ignoring the outraged protest from the hag. Gajeel kneeled beside her, taking a fragile hand into his large one, staring at her bandaged face. Heck, most of her body was bandaged. He felt his hand trembling and his breathing hitched. Porlyushka stopped her verbal attack as she watched him carefully.

"I'm sorry… I couldn't do it…" Fresh tears streamed down his face, placing Levy's hand on his cheek. "I couldn't protect you…"

"You need to go." The healer told him in a harsh tone.

"NO!" Gajeel barked, wanting to lunge at the pink haired woman. Porlyushka noticed he was slowly going into shock, so she called Makarov to restrain Gajeel since he was getting dangerous to himself and the others around him. The petite Master tried to get the Iron Dragon out, the commotion he created waking Wendy up.

"Gajeel, you need to get out of here, now!"

"I won't leave until she opens her eyes! Ya hear me? I ain't leaving! Get the fuck off me!" Gajeel fought against Makarov's strong grip.

"You need to calm down!"

"Stop fucking treating me like I'm retarded! What I need is her to open her eyes! Ya hear?! Levy! Open your eyes!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH! GET OUT, NOW!" Porlyushka bellowed, wanting to slap the raven haired man.

"Levy! Please, Shrimp, open your eyes!" Gajeel ignored Makarov and Porlyushka, Wendy silently watching Gajeel's behavior with tears in her eyes. Each time Gajeel yelled for Levy, something choked her lungs. "LEVY!" Silence filled the room as Wendy gasped. All eyes turned to the young girl, who was staring at Levy's hand. All eyes turned to Levy's hand. No one breathed.

Then, a miracle happened. Levy's finger twitched.

Makarov released Gajeel and hurried to the bed, helping Porlyushka administer something, then ordering Wendy to heal Levy again. Her head moved and a painful moan filled the silence. Gajeel burst into a teary smile, hurrying to the bed.

"Stay back, you fool!" Porlyushka pushed him back, but Gajeel wasn't listening. His eyes were on Levy's face, watching every move she made, scrunching her face as she started to feel her body throbbing. For Gajeel, everything else faded from view as Levy slowly opened her eyes and blinked a few times to adjust to the light. She looked around the room, resting her eyes on Gajeel's smiling face. Gajeel crumbled to the floor when she smiled weakly at him, his heart soaring with happiness. He could fall into unconsciousness now. So he let darkness swallow him as he slid to the cold floor.

"Ugh, couldn't he faint on a bed?" Porlyushka complained loudly, heading for the door to summon a few guys to put Gajeel on a bed, letting him rest. After all, he had it almost as worse as poor Shadow Gear.

TBC

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