I HAD TO. I HHAADD TOOOOO. I was writing this and I was thinking hmmm, i'm going to post this on June 1st like i'vebeen saying. But I must say i love this chapter and I HOPE YOU ALL WILL TOOO HHHEEHHEEE. Now to respond to some reviewers!

Lexie and the anime - thank you fo accepting me W ;; I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU! -watches you crash- A-are you okay...?

Black iron reader - THANK YOU! YOU ARE AN AMAZING HUMAN BEING TOO :D And thanks so much for the OC idea! She seems like quite the character c: Im looking forward to more great ideas from everyone!

sugarplum2498 - Ahhh , my ever loyal fan c: thanks so much for the review! I can see where you see that, but I usually do stick to my guns when typing up POVs c: But when it comes to NON main characters (mira,laxus,evergreen etc.) im usually more lenient and will type up some POVs for them if requested. As for the OC's, i felt really bad for leaving the story hanging for so long that, why the hell not let some of your OC's in my story! I needed some ideas anyways for these two (which will be the ONLY OC's for the seeable future.) And dont worry, theres going to be a bunch of Gajevy happening... LIKE RIGHT NOW!

Let's move on to GAJEEL'S POV! And remeber to check out LAST CHAPTER'S IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!

Gajeel POV – Chapter Sixteen

The house stank. He could barely breathe. Spirals of mist shot out of the stranger's mouth, who was currently across from Gajeel, yellow teeth glistening under cracked lips. Cold hands grasped his wrist, and as Gajeel shot a look down, only to see dark eyes swelling with tears. From its voice, he could tell it was a female. And her cries made it obvious she was a mother. But was it his? Not that he gave a damn, but of course the question couldn't help but stick around.

"My baby… my poor poor baby…" The woman's crow hair stuck to her sweat-dried face, her brown eyes full of sorrow. Her hands carried on reaching up to his forearm, then to his biceps, and they even brushed his shoulder until he finally pushed her away.

"Get the fuck OFF of me." Gajeel yelled, yanking his arm away from the woman's skin and bone hands. He heard a snicker and turned to glare at the first stranger, who was still smoking his pipe away. He had black hair as well, much shorter than Gajeel's but longer for the usual man. His skin tan obviously in favor with the sun. His eyes were as red as Gajeel's and probably even darker. Tattoos covered his body, and black leather adorned him. A wicked ebony and white guitar accompanied him, as the man aimlessly pulled hard on a guitar string. The strange man took once last deep breath of cigarette smoke before he clumsily got up from where he sat. He stumbled forward to Gajeel, and like the dick he was blew in the high schooler's face, smoke going everywhere.

"Don't… talk to your…. Like that." Gajeel suddenly noticed the man's hand go high up, and just as his hand was about to make contact with Gajeel's face….

He woke up.

Gajeel gasped for air; his eyes wide with panic, his breath shallow. He hadn't had that dream in a while, not in a real long time. What had caused him to dream that made him wonder, but like usual he brushed it aside. He didn't want to think of that so early in the morning. School has started on a Friday, and therefore the student's next day of school would be on a Monday. Suddenly, the pierced boy heard his front door open and closed. Curious, Gajeel got up only to find out the small apartment he shared with his best friend Lily was empty besides himself.

Ah… Lily probably went to work, again. That guy really needs to relax once and awhile. Gajeel scratched the back of his head and stretched out his upper body, his bare chest brightened by the open windows. This house didn't smell bad… not like the one in the dream. Okay, the occasional smell of dirty dishes sometimes was there, but thankfully Lily had done them while Gajeel had been asleep.

The teen had decided to make some coffee, which he added no sugar or cream too – just how he liked it. Like every quiet morning he decided to go out to the balcony and see the view, or what he had left of it. Having decided not to live in the Fairy Academy's Boys Dorm, Gajeel moved into Lily's apartment after being kicked out of his last home. And at Lily's place, construction had caused a new building to appear only a small park away from the balcony. What kind of building it was, Gajeel didn't know, but nonetheless it kinda pissed the boy off knowing some of his view was cut short. His eyes began to wander around, trailing at the small people who looked like ants. He liked that the apartment was high, he was never afraid of such things like falling. In a dark way, he kinda wondered how it felt to fall from such a place – not that he was suicidal or anything. It was the kinda feeling you get when you know you have the ability to push someone into a busy street, or when you know you could jump off a bridge, not that you really do it. But you still knew you could.

Suddenly, he caught sight of something. Something he didn't think was even possible in this district. A little girl, with the bluest of hairs and her clothes… why is there so much god damn ORANGE?

Her colours were so out there, she stuck out like a sore thumb. Everyone else around her looked so dull and boring, while there she was, strutting her stuff without even knowing it. Gajeel almost smiled, until he remembered how he even knew the shrimp. First she was giving him weird looks, then she fucking threw a shoe in his face. He did end up giving his own revenge…though it had backfired. She had moaned. The little girl had one hell of a voice! Gajeel rested on his hand, as he leaned onto the balcony railing. He would frown as people spoke to her, or blocked his view from her. He would get pissed when people bumped into her without even apologizing. Where she was going, he had no idea but he continued to watch as she crossed the street. What was her name again? Leila? Lola? Gajeel searched around his mind but, he couldn't think of it right away. He had only looked away for a second before he lost sight of her once again. He stood up straight now, looking around for her.

"Where the hell did she go… Oh." Then he saw she was on the move again. She had stopped at a small vendor, her petite body being hidden by a bright yellow umbrella that read in bold black letters : Crêpes! Gajeel had great eye sight, but he couldn't tell what kind of Crêpe she had gotten. Probably was cream and strawberries, like most girls would get. He got the cream right, since as the girl walked away some had gotten on her face. She was now walking directly below his 6th story balcony, wiping the pink cream fluff away with her thumb, and sucking at it, as if she was tempting the young, healthy male teen. Gajeel could have sworn he growled unconsciously just now, but for what he didn't know. Maybe it was because he was jealous of that thumb. Gajeel shook his head and sighed frustrated. Honestly, what was with him! Ever since…then … he hadn't been able to get her out of his head! Whatever her fucking name was.

"Fuck! What the hell is WRONG with you?!" He yelled aloud, scolding himself. He slammed his head on the edge of the balcony, but only then did he realize who probably had heard him. Through the gap of the railing, he saw her big brown eyes, her mouth opened in a small O in shock. She looked taken aback, and with good reason.

"Ah I'm sorry… t-that wasn't… I wasn't talking to you – " Or rather, what's what he WANTED to say. In reality he went back to his usual self and looking like a complete douchebag.

" What the hell is so fucking interesting? GO AWAY." Gajeel pushed himself off the rail, leaving the girl to flinch at his words. He went back inside, climbed onto the couch, pulled a large blanket over him and screamed into the couch cushions. Why was he such an idiot sometimes? WHY was he so FUCKING STUPID? He barely knew the chick, but she was driving him crazy, and Gajeel wasn't sure if it was a bad or a good stayed like that for a good 10 minutes, simply telling himself how much of a moron he was. The last thing he was expecting was a knock at his door. Gajeel poked out of his blanket prison. Surely Lily wasn't home already, and he wasn't expecting anyone today. Confused, Gajeel slowly slipped out and off the couch, curious as to see who was there. He peeked through the peep hole in the door, raising an eyebrow. His eyes widened as he saw who it was.

It was the pixie. What the fuck was she doing here? He hadn't expected this, since he had pinned her as a shy, non straightforward bookworm, and here she was about to confront him. He smirked, finding it amusing seeing a new side of her. He saw her through the small glass hole, and as he did he saw her straighten out her shirt; pull her hair in a way no tendrils touched her face; but then quickly redid it once again. She patted her cheeks to make them look red and took a deep breath. She was about to knock once again until Gajeel opened the door, leaving her hand to knock twice in mid air without actually knocking. Embarrassed, she hid her hand behind her back, laughing nervously.

"O-oh….hi." She didn't meet his eyes at first, but she quickly did as Gajeel noticed she was checking out his bare chest. He grunted a hello, but had yet to actual say any words. "Did I… catch you at a busy time…?" She looked so nervous, and scared. Gajeel was used to this kind of reaction when talking to people, usually girls.

"Not particularly." Gajeel wanted to know why she was here. Was she here about the thing at school, or what had just happened now. Both? Perhaps it was a new problem… He watched as annoyance just grew on her face. Finally it seemed like she kinda snapped.

"D-do you hate me? I've already apologized from before, and t-then you do THIS to me," as she spoke, she pointed at her neck, where her hair strategically covered the hickey from before. " and then as I mind my own business, you yell asking, me, ME, what's wrong? How about you huh? Have you ever taken the time to evaluate YOURSELF and ask what's wrong with y-" Gajeel didn't even let her finish he was getting so annoyed. He covered her hand with his mouth and hissed through clamped teeth.

"How can someone SO small, be so god damn loud?" Gajeel watched as she struggled to remove his hand, but it was all in vain. "Now, I'm going to let you go, but you better keep your mouth shut and let me explain, alright?" The male sighed and watched as she reluctantly nodded, rolling her eyes. Slowly he removed his hand from her mouth and watched as she caught her breath, staring at him with cold eyes. Who knew someone like her could get angry. And silently added, while still be cute. Gajeel tried his best to hide a smile, knowing it would just make her start barking again. "Alright first off, I wasn't talking to you out there… don't ask me who I was to but, it wasn't directed towards you. And second…" The girl had crossed her arms now, looking at him with an expression Gajeel couldn't read. "Look alright pixie? What I did, i-it was just a taste of you own medicine. Atleast you could hide yours. I walked around the rest of the day, people asking me if my so called "foot fetish" got out of hand that day. Which I don't have!" He quickly added the last part, as he could have sworn he saw the shrimp's face change. He rubbed his temples, running his hands through his thick mane. "No, I don't hate you…personally. I just…hate people in general." He didn't know how to word it, but the girl didn't ask any further on the subject.

"Oh… I see." She looked like she calmed down and rubbed her arms uncomfortably. Now it was Gajeel's turn to ask the questions.

"Anyways, what are you doing around here? It's just… not quite the place I think you'd be at." The place Lily and Gajeel lived were filled with bars, clubs, strips, the occasional ghetto marketplace and cheap hotels. The place even had an IHop, which Gajeel frequented quite often. The location was nice honestly, but you had to prove your worth around here in order to make it alive. If you were weak willed, you would find yourself either being pushed around, bullied by the neighbors and labeled as a towel boy.

"Oh… well, a library just opened up by the park and, I wanted to check it out." What? A library? Gajeel must have had a very confused face, since shrimp decided to continue talking, "Yeah… I would have thought you'd know since…it's right across from your apartment complex. It's pretty new though…only been there for about a month. The bookstores I usually go to are either closed for repairs or the owners are on vacation so well, tada..! Yeah it's abit far but it's worth it." She smiled warmly, almost like she had forgotten how angry she was before, but Gajeel could just roll his eyes.

"Seriously? Books, woopee! Reading, shmeading. It's not necessary to read more than you have to, after that it's just a waste of time." Gajeel leaned against the door way, and was surprised to see the shrimp hadn't reacted in any way negative. Instead she grinned and asked him question.

"Well, do you exercise?" Gajeel only gave her a dumb look, and raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, duh."

"Well, reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body. Bottom line, it's good for you." She placed her hand on her hip, which she had a nice orange shirt with a large yellow star right in the middle of her upper chest. A few moments passed by in silence, and finally one of them spoke.

"Shrimp, uh…why don't you come –"

"Wait wait, excuse me? Shrimp?" Aw shit. This is was the first time he had said her nickname aloud. He would have said her first name… that is if he hadn't forgotten it.

"Anyways like I was saying – do you wanna…"

"It's Levy. Not shrimp! And no, I don't want too g-go anywhere! With y-you!" It seems like the last of her confidence was running thin, as now she began to walk away, her face blushing red. Gajeel flinched and was about to go after her until he noticed he had yet to put a shirt on. He yelled at her to wait but, he doubted she listened. Quickly he grabbed a hoodie and ran out after her, but was too late. She had gotten into the elevator and was making her way down now. Gajeel had no choice but to run towards the staircase and run down all 6 flights of stairs in a mad rush, only in bare feet. He groaned but, for some reason he felt like he couldn't just NOT go. When he finally reached the first floor, he saw her make her way out of the apartment building and continued to speed walk towards her. Only until she was about to cross the small one way street and go into the miniature park did he finally catch up to Levy, he himself out of breath.

"W-what the… get off of me Gajeel!" Levy cried out, but suddenly stopped as she looked at his face. She murmured something that he didn't quite catch, as cars honked for them to get out of the way. He growled quietly and grabbed her other wrist, pulling her towards the park. Really, it shouldn't even be considered a park. It was more like a flower garden, with small cobblestone walkways and maybe 4 benches to sit in. A large bronze statue of a guy on a horse was in the very middle, which was covered in bird scat. Gajeel was still holding onto her wrist as they stood in one of the cornered areas, them being surrounded in yellow and red tulips. His feet hurt from the cobblestone, and he was somewhat out of breath still. He didn't look at her yet, trying to figure out what to do or what to say. Eventually he did, and turned around to look at her.

"Do…you hate me?" He was quiet at first, and it was almost a whisper. Levy was taken aback.

"What?"

"I said..! Do you hate me?" Gajeel pressed his teeth hard together, and wasn't sure what kind of answer he was expecting or even wanted.

"I hate…" Gajeel could feel his chest hurt all of a sudden. Did she really hate him? He didn't blame her, he would probably hate him too. He closed his eyes tight, but suddenly opened them to look at her as she finished her sentence. "that you called me shrimp. I hate that you don't call me by name. But…" Levy looked at him and smiled shyly, her cheeks turning a rosy colour.

"But I don't hate you."

The first feeling Gajeel got was relief, and the second was one he didn't know what to call or label. Gajeel grinned, happy with her answer. "Well, that's good to know Shorty – er I mean…" He nervously laughed and corrected himself. "Levy." Finally after a long moment, she smiled. Her face went back to uts red self as she looked down, and adverted her eyes from him.

"Um…are you going to… my hand.." She mumbled quietly, and Gajeel realized he had yet to let go.

"Oh ah…my bad." He quickly released her hand and put his own into his hoodie pockets. "So… you still going to the library or, you already went?" Gajeel knew she hadn't went yet. Hell, he had watched her walk around, get a crepe and go window shopping from his balcony. He didn't want her to know he was practically stalking her from above. Levy nodded.

"Yeah I'm still going…. Then um, I guess I'll see you later. At school." Levy had gradually gone back to her quiet, shy state. Her face was always tinted pink, her brown eyes either looking to the side or down. Gajeel simply said 'OK' but the two of them still stood there like a couple of idiots. "U-unless…" Levy broke the silence. "Unless you wanted to j-join me…" Gajeel blinked a couple of times and smirked.

"What happened to, not wanting to go anywhere with me?"

Levy gave back her own mischievous smile. "Well, there I know I'll have the advantage." As if this shrimp could ever have an advantage over him.

"Not like I have anything better to do… lead the way." Gajeel never thought the events would lead him here, going to a fucking library. Even more unbelievable with a girl like Levy. But he also didn't see it coming what else was about to happen.

Yay! GAJEVY TIME WOO! Happy? I hope you is.

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What's the next POV you ask? IT'S A SURPRISE ! DUN DUN DUNNNN. Any requests for POV'S? I'm taking NOTES! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and HYPE FOR WHAT HAPPENS NEXT! {finally the scene from where the summary comes from is coming soon! ppfft}