Levy was pacing around her apartment. Weaving her way in between the stacks of books on her floor and going over the day's events in her mind. She kept coming back to what Lily had so hesitantly said earlier. 'Gajeel isn't seeing anyone. He wishes he was though…' Damn it Levy. Pull yourself together. You have to think about this tactically. You won't make any headway in this mission if you don't stop freaking out. I will just make myself a cup of tea and go over my outfit for tomorrow. I need to look perfect. I have to try and get his attention somehow. Lu will probably be able to help me think of something. Levy made her way around one particularly large stack of books and into her little kitchen. This was one of the only places in her home she didn't have piles of books, except cook books, she didn't want to get any of her prized tomes messy, especially since she could get overzealous in the kitchen at times. She grabbed a small kettle from the cupboard and filled it with water. Jet and Droy had bought her a really nice kind of tea for her last birthday and she wanted to try it out. They had told her it helped with nerves. So she thought it was worth a shot, given her present state of unrest. Just as she had put the kettle on the stove she heard a loud knock on her front door.
Levy squeezed her way past her books once more and ambled over to her door. She stood up onto her tippy toes in order to try and sneak a peek through the peep hole. She peered into the hallway of her building and saw two familiar faces.
"Hey Levy, you in there? Let us in! We haven't seen you all day, you find a dress yet?" Jet and Droy said in unison. With a small sigh Levy unlocked her door and greeted the two smiling mages in front of her.
"Hi guys. What's up?" Levy asked half-heartedly.
"We just wanted to check on you. We were hoping to spend time decorating with you but after Mira kicked you and Lucy out, we figured we should stop over and see how things are going." Jet said enthusiastically.
"Oh, that is so thoughtful, thank you!" Levy moved out of the door way to allow her friends to come in. "I was just making some tea, you guys want any?"
"Sure!" The boys agreed together. "You make the best tea Levy." Droy added shamelessly. The three mages worked their way through the maze of books that was Levy's apartment. Droy was having a hard time navigating through the narrow pathways of books due to his size. Once they reached the kitchen Levy went to the cupboard to grab two extra tea cups and saucers. Jet and Droy made themselves comfortable at her kitchen table eagerly waiting their small friends return.
"So, how was decorating?" Levy asked, genuinely curious about their day. Both mages sighed heavily as their response. "That bad, huh? Mira really had that much work that needed to be done?"
"Well, it didn't start out that bad. I was arranging flowers for the centerpieces and Jet was setting them on the tables. It wasn't until those bone-head dragon slayers started getting into it when everything went downhill."
"What do you mean?" Levy cocked her head to the side questioningly.
"Well after you and Lucy got kicked out, Natsu and Gajeel started fighting again and Laxus refused to work with them, so he went to go find Mira to be given a different task. But she insisted that he keep moving the tables, and chairs, and kegs; because no one else could lift them on their own. She did however agree to separate Natsu and Gajeel. But when she went to go find them Happy came flying through the window looking for Panther Lily. When he found him Lily got all weird and flew to the basement. He then grabbed Natsu and said that Lucy would buy them lunch. After hearing something about food Natsu just up and forgot he was fighting with Gajeel and left the guild. That ticked him off pretty good. Then he started looking around for Panther Lily. Since he couldn't find him in the main hall he went out front to ask around. Droy and I knew Lily went to the basement but figured it would be safer to stay out of it. That is when Mira roped us into helping move the chairs with Laxus, because the other two ran off without telling her." Jet explained.
"Mira gave Wendy and Erza our old jobs. Those poor flowers, I hope she doesn't destroy them like she did that pumpkin." Droy said solemnly.
"I am sure the flowers are fine Droy. Knowing Mira, she wouldn't let anything happen to them." Levy tried comforting the oversized mage. The tea kettle started to whistle. Levy carefully steeped the new tea leaves in the kettle and waited. Once the tea was ready she handed each one a cup and saucer then sat down at the table listening to her two friends talk about the rest of their day. An hour or so passed as the three friends sat and talked about all the events that were going to happen tomorrow. Each one excited about a different thing. Levy couldn't wait to dance with her friends on the dance floor. Maybe Gajeel will ask me to dance. Ah, Levy! Stop, you know he won't dance. Just relax; you are letting your thoughts wander again. Although she had hoped the iron dragon slayer would have asked to accompany her to the festival, she knew it was more than likely not going to happen, so she didn't tried not to get her hopes up too high.
"Hey Levy." The two mages asked simultaneously. The young bluenette quickly focused her attention back to her friends sitting in front of her.
"Hmm?" She asked quietly.
"Well, Jet and I were wondering if you wanted to go with us to the festival tomorrow." Droy and Jet gave a shy pleading look, waiting for her response.
"Oh, uh, that is such a nice offer guys but – I – uh – already told Lucy I would go with her, since she was going alone. Sorry. But I will see you there!" Levy put her arm behind her head; a blush crept over her face as she tried to politely turn down their offer.
"No problem. Well, we better get going! See you tomorrow Lev." Jet called out as he got up from the table and made his way to the front door along with Droy. Once in the hallway a safe distance from Levy's apartment, Jet and Droy sighed in defeat.
"I told you we should have asked her sooner." Droy poked.
"Yeah, I know. But I didn't think she would actually turn us down." Jet retorted defensively.
Levy leaned against her front door. The clock on her wall started to chime. 8:00 pm already? Ugh, I should clean up the kitchen. But I just want to read. And I have to get all my stuff ready for the morning. This stinks. Levy wove her way back into the kitchen and piled all of her dishes in the sink. I'll just do these tomorrow. She thought. She made her way back to her room and started gathering the items she would need to get ready for tomorrow. One by one she packed everything into a little blue duffle bag, except her dress, which was hanging in a garment bag in her closet ready to go for the morning. Another hour had passed and Levy heard the familiar chiming of her clock. She yawned and decided it was time to get ready for bed. She went over to the small dresser that sat at the end of her bed and paused, standing there for a moment in deep thought. I wonder. Maybe I should take a quick peek. A blush crossed over Levy's cheeks as the thought popped into her head. Levy picked out a pair of little white PJ shorts and a thin white, see-through tank top and walked over to the window of her bedroom. She stood there for a moment before gently reaching up to unlock it. Levy could feel her heart beginning to race. What am I doing? This is so not like me. He probably isn't even out there. Levy gradually opened the window, very cautious of her movements.
Levy stood in front of the window and turned around. She slowly untied the little yellow headband that kept her bangs out of her face. She haphazardly set it on the bed side table next to her. Very thoughtfully she peeled off the sleeves of her dress and threw them into the hamper across the room. Her face was burning despite the cold air that kept gently blowing around her. Levy bent forward tauntingly, she didn't care that her lacey black panties were being shown to anyone who might be lurking outside. She slid her sandals off and kicked them aside, not caring where they ended up. Levy tentatively reached down to the hem of her dress, and in a very hesitant motion pulled it up and over her head. A slight chill filled her body as she was now nearly naked. She could feel the night air embracing her petite frame. Her hands slowly found their way to the clasps of her black lacey bra. She very carefully unhooked each clasp careful not to let the bra drop from her front. The slender straps slid down her shoulders and Levy very prudently pulled each arm through, not wanting to drop her bra quite yet. She slowly turned back toward the window, still holding her bra softly to her chest. The blush that had adorned her cheeks crept across her face and down her neck. Levy's hands were staring to shake gently, knowing full well what she was about to do. She let her right arm drop to her side and with her left she meticulously pulled the soft fabric away from her chest and let to drop to the floor. With a small gasp as the cool breezy fluttered over her now bare chest she started to giggle nervously. She took both of her hands and started to ruffle them through her hair. Stretching each finger out and lacing them through each blue strand. She stood there in front of her window for a few minutes just playing with her blue tresses. Another breeze wafted in through the window and Levy shivered slightly. She could feel goose bumps form over her arms and legs; her nipples now hard as she slowly leaned over to grab her little white PJ shorts from on top of her night stand. Very carefully she slid them on letting them rest on her hips. She picked up her white see-through tank top and slipped it on over her head, letting it fall just above her belly button. With one last glance out the window Levy smirked and turned quickly on her heel and made her way over to her bed.
Gajeel couldn't believe what he was seeing. Why is she changing in front of the window? She has never done that before. I really shouldn't be watching this. Gajeel thought as the blue haired mage slowly started peeling off her layers. Soon she was in just her bra and panties, but Gajeel couldn't keep his gaze from the beautiful woman in front of him. He gulped hard. He could feel a need building inside of him. He just wanted to jump threw her window and take her right there. He watched her slowly unclasp her bra and turn around. Oh Mavis, she is turning around. She's turning around! I shouldn't look. This is so wrong. The bra fell to the ground and a small growl escaped his lips. This new found need he felt inside started to run rampant. Gajeel could feel he fabric of his pants getting tighter. His heart was racing as he watched Levy play with her hair. A small smirk crossed her lips as she peered out the window. Gajeel gasped with the realization that she knew he was watching. It took every fiber of his being to jump down from the tall tree and leave to go home. He didn't want to do something that would ruin the fragile friendship he had built with the solid script mage. He would take care of his growing need by himself when he got home. He walked down the path to Magnolia intoxicated by the images of that beautiful woman.