Part IV- Summer Lovin' With Spanish Manuals.

Levy studied; she worked her body to the bone, and the sweat sliding out her pores was killing her to the extent of collapsing.

Summer.

The worst weather to ever, ever deal with while having a broken down air conditioner in your own job and home.

Levy removed her dark framed glasses once she stopped scanning the overly large textbook. "Cómo-Solucionar-Los-Acondicionadores-De-Aire-Rotos-Sin-Forzar-El-Músculo-O-Romperse-Los-Ligamentos-Sin-Sangrado-Como-Un-Loco." A very long title for a book that made no sense to her. Levy was not good at dealing with manual books. They didn't help…at all. And unfortunately for her, she bought the wrong language that went with it. So being the little stubborn woman she was, she accepted it. Figuring out that she could learn just about anything, even how to fix her broken air conditioner in a completely different language. But thanks to her specialized foreign classes, she understood the title of the book…a little bit.

How-To-Fix-Broken-Air-Conditioners-Without-Straining-A-Muscle-Or-Tearing-Other-Ligaments-Without-Bleeding-Like-Crazy.

That's what it meant… right?

Right?

Oh how she prayed she was right.

Levy cringed in confusion before staring at another strange sentence that seemed alien to her. Seriously, she needed to stop slacking in her foreign classes. Especially 'Espanol with Mr Fernandes.' The man was a total cutie with a weird symbol of a tattoo on his face. Unfortunately for her and the rest of the female population in her high school, he would only pop up once in a blue moon like some mysterious super hero.

"Damn this heat!" The woman sulked before her head flew into the large four-hundred page book. Her body felt hot, moist even sticky, and that just plain old' disgusted her. Levy never sweated unless she was exercising for the upcoming Grand Magic Marathons, and she stopped ever since Jet and Droy's been accompanying her since she was a sophomore. She didn't mind the two, since they were in her chess club, book club, and computer engineering classes. Including work-shop and environment gardening club to help stop global warming. Honestly, the two seriously needed to do things without her, but at the same time she didn't care. Jet and Droy had an endless crush on her and no matter how many times she turned them down both men would still be there for her, in a good way.

…Kind of.

Another trail of sweat began to appear on her neck and shoulders. The bookworm hissed in disgust while wiping her bodily fluids with a paper towel lying on the bright yellow counter top. The heat was truly too much. It was only the beginning of July and the weather seemed as if the sun was nearly two miles away from her shop. Levy felt like cursing like a grumpy old man who wanted to take a sponge bath with a hot nurse. "Just why did the air conditioner have to break now?" She thought to herself with a breath of exhaustion. If there were another heat wave like this, then she guaranteed she'd pass out in her shower…..again.

It would be terribly annoying if she'd tend to pass out all the time whenever there was no water or any other hydration to please her body with. The small woman loved summer, but not something this dreadful. Levy hated the fact that most of her blue strands were sticking on the sides of her flushed face, cold sweat couldn't stop emerging for more than three seconds, and the new ingredient of chocolate fudge cake she's been dying to bake would have to wait for quite awhile. There was no way she was going to turn on the oven in such a dry, rough weather like this. Unless her customers would want to witness her dead body in the news from a heat stroke.

No, she did not want to be in the headlines. Especially to die in her family's non-stop bakery and partial café.

The aquamarine sighed. Levy seriously had to fix her air conditioner before her Grandfather would turn to ash overnight. No, he hadn't returned from the hospital yet, but knowing her lively grandfather, he would just pop out of nowhere. Especially since he loved to surprise people in many of his creepy stalker-ish heartless ways. There was no doubt he would come home quicker than necessary. The man was like a complete stalker in the family. Especially since he accidently killed Granny McGarden on a Halloween night.

Ah but it was an accident.

And he gave her an accidental heart attack by dressing up as one of her most dreaded fears. Clowns.

Levy turned to the next page. Trying to figure out the repetitive language that was giving her a bad migraine, especially under such a tremendous amount of unneeded warmth beaming through her windows. Pretty much from the looks of it, it looked chillier outside than the stuffy high temperature her shop was bathing in. "Can't understand..." She whispered to herself before stretching a weak arm. "No… more...spanish." Levy moaned out of breath; grasping a fresh bottle of cold spring water with all of her might. She sighed in contentment when she felt the iciness ooze through her palms and fingers then soon after that she popped the cap open and drank the liquid like there was no tomorrow.

Dear heavens; never had Levy felt as if she were on cloud nine.

Brown eyes flickered in irritation as she wiped yet another few drops of sweat forming through her damp hair and face. It had been like this for a couple of days now and she didn't seem like wanting to take another cold shower, for the third time today. Another glance at the broken air conditioner that lied on top of the counter made her want to puke and just run away. It was like doing surgery, minus the blood and guts that came with it.

The woman downed the whole bottle like a shot of whiskey. Eyes quickly trailed to the open windows that were no different from closed windows. There was simply no air this late July and this made her want to head out somewhere in the streets of Magnolia. The pools were cool, the beaches were gorgeous, and summer time was the season that many would enjoy due to no more classes and irritating teachers.

Speaking of classes, Levy graduated with flying colors and will start joining Fairy Tail sooner than she thought, in early September she would not be a High school student who earned the title of valedictorian but as a girl who is ready to face the consequences college has to offer. Levy had already gone through most of her deserted textbooks and studied them from page to page, line to line, and paragraph to paragraph.

Any book of Science, Mathematics, Algebra, Physics, and English Arts were completed by the blue-headed maiden. Though Levy is still quite unsure what to major in, she would work in Physics for the meantime. There were dorms but Levy wasn't interested in moving out, she just can't leave the shop abandoned, she grew up with her family's business and she loved it. Levy was ecstatic to find out that Lucy is studying a literature major, and is planning her own novel someday. The blonde used to boast how much she loved reading, and that's how they became close in middle school.

Her phone ringed in a small tune that never seemed to annoy her but everybody else, including Cana. The petite woman slid her hand through the pockets in her jean shorts and had checked the ID of the caller. Brown eyes rolled in the back of her head as she realized it was another private caller. Levy wasn't fond of those callers, especially since private callers liked to seem as if they were spies in some deadly mission. For example, like hanging up when a person says 'Hello' or just breathing on the phone as if it were some deranged monkey in outer space.

She pressed the end of her phone and went back to checking out the large book that was in front of her. "Tratar de corregirun acondicionador de airees muy fácil, basta conponer una sonrisa ensu caray sólo pensar entodo loque el aireque soplaba ensu habitaciónuna vez que elhacerla fijación delaparato de aire acondicionado."

The door jingled softly, well… more like slammed open before the door even got to jingle. This caught her attention because she had totally forgotten that she put the store sign as 'Opened.' Closing the book, Levy depressingly thought, "My poor, poor door." Before wiping the upcoming sweat coming from her forehead. Once she turned around the young adult was greeted with a sight of two very irritated women who were currently in their bikini tops and short shorts.

The first to speak was the blonde woman who was no older than twenty one, single, and merely resembling like a female who hates the world and everything in it. "Just what in the world are you doing working in this heat Levy?" The blonde asked in distraught as she folded both of her arms.

The second to walk in, the almighty brunette, well known as the drunkard, Cana joined in. The older woman noticed the large book in front of her, as well as the small water bottle that was now dissolving in front of her very eyes. "You got balls to be working here on the hottest day of summer kid," Cana huffed while pulling out a stool to sit on. The woman looked around the café as if it disgusted her. "Ugh, the stuffiness in here makes me want to throw up."

Levy stared blankly at the two women who made her constantly think if she should look for new friends. Brown eyes rolled at the brunette who currently waltzed in with a bottle of tequila and whiskey. Instantly moving her book to the side, letting the woman place them on her counter, she spoke. "I thought I banned you from coming over here Cana."

The brunette smirked while shrugging in complete understanding, "You did. No doubt about that, but you didn't ban me from your shop however,"

"Same thing…" Levy folded her arms with a small pout.

Cana looked offended. "No it isn't! Your home is upstairs; while your shop is down here, see? Two completely different things." The woman swayed her bottle slightly as if something entertaining would pop up out of it.

Lucy sighed, not liking the weird atmosphere that rolled around the room. "Alright, enough already." The blonde moaned, in aggravation as she leaned on one of the tables, "Cana why are you banned anyway?" She raised an eyebrow in question.

Cana took this moment to open the bottle of sparkle dust whiskey. The older woman sipped a little to give a small smile, "Strong, just how I like it." Cana then took a swig of the drink before dropping it on the counter. Her eyes happy as she turned to Lucy, "I'm sorry, what did you say Lucy?"

The blonde rolled her eyes.

Cana snapped her fingers in realization, blushing a little on how stupid she can be when she tries a little alcohol. "Oh, now I remembered what you just said, uh, she's mad at me because I intruded on her little wet—"A hand was slapped against her lips. Brown eyes gazed up in revelation as she looked up to see a desperate look in Levy's face. Even Levy didn't know how she appeared behind Cana so quickly.

"A wet bath," Levy finished for Cana, a smile intruding on her face. "She forgot to knock on the door, and barged in while I was taking a nice wet bubble bath…ahahaha, you know how much I love my privacy. I mean, the only person who usually walks around the house is Grandpa, and well, I'm not exactly used to other people."

Levy ignored the suspicious glare coming from Lucy. The woman did not appreciate things that had to do with the opposite sex, and if the older blonde was to find out about her little happy dream then there's no doubt Lucy would freak out in worry. Especially since her little best friend isn't really so little anymore. "But why did you smack Cana…?" Lucy asked innocently breaking Levy's train of thought. Great going Levy, now it's a new round of twenty questions with Lucy.

"Oh this? I..covered it for you…from witnessing.." Levy looked around, trying to think of a distraction. "Uh…Um," That's when she remembered her Sex-Education class. Hibiki, her flirtatious teacher had once witnessed one of his ex girlfriends having a cold sore and broke up with her right away. Many said why would you do that? and eww' But the man said he had his reasons. Hibiki was very protective of sexual transmitted diseases to the point where he wouldn't mind wearing a bubble suit his entire life, thus he introduced them a chart of sexual transmitted diseases that made many wonder 'does this really exist?' Turns out the woman who he dated had Herpes because of her uncontrollable desire in not being protected.

"Cana's lip."

The look in Cana's face was priceless. "Huh? What's wrong with my lip—"Levy muffled her lips once more, trying her very best not to fail from laughing and letting all the anxiety wash out her face.

Lucy raised both eyebrows, "What's wrong with her lip?"

"She has a cold sore." Cana's face dreaded in horror, and Lucy stared in astonishment. Even Levy couldn't believe the words that escaped from her mouth. "Unless…Hey Cana, have you been unprotected?"

The brunette almost flew out of her stool. "WHAT? HELL NO!"

The blonde had gone through her overly large bag in a matter of seconds. "Wait! Things like this tends to happen to every girl." She said while biting her bottom lip. "It's truly a crisis how pimples and sores appear out of nowhere…"Grasping a small pocket book of make-up. She headed towards Levy and placed it onto her palm. "I passed by Sherry's new make-up store, maybe this could help disguise the thing. We're going to the beach today and I don't want anyone getting ideas."

Cana's eyebrow began to twitch in irritation, her fist clenching. "But I don't have herpes!—"

Levy nodded while stuffing her hand onto her lips, a fake smile forming on her face. "Join me in the bathroom Cana, and let's fix that sore right up." Levy grasped the older woman's wrist before dragging her through the backroom, heading upstairs; leaving a worried Lucy downstairs.

Levy glared at the woman who was currently eyeing the mirror with such desperation that Levy couldn't help but form a grin on her lips. "Whatever you do, don't you dare tell Lucy about that dream!"

The older woman stood glued to the mirror, making sure that there was no sore sticking out on her lips or any other area that could look disturbing. "Why not?" Cana mumbled before scanning her facial features. "It's completely natural for anyone to go through that phase Levy, don't be so embarrassed about it. You're a female, with hormones." Levy's face began to heat up in embarrassment her fingers twitched to strangle the brunette who was puckering her lips at the mirror. Levy wanted to retort but knew she couldn't say anything. Cana was right about that.

The bookworm faced the other direction, "But…It's weird to talk about it.." She said shyly while giving that same old puppy dog look that tends to win any person's heart. Unfortunately for her, Cana wasn't so warmhearted as much as she was today. Must be the weather tearing her down, especially the fact that she just accused her of having herpes.

"It's alright. But still, you can't keep hiding things from Lucy forever. I'm getting tired of her suspicious looks and interrogations." Cana sighed while ruffling her hand through her wavy brown locks. "I don't see a sore ya know,"

Levy glanced at her, her face still a little heated. "I just said there wasn't any sore. I just needed a distraction from making you spilling my…dream to Lucy." The woman leaned into the wall, "I don't want her freaking out about these things, and once she finds out about it she'll go insane and do everything in her willpower to find out who he is, what he is, and why he exists. I can't just randomly have a dream about a man, who doesn't exist, can I?" Levy stood confused before shaking her head. "Never mind. I just don't want her to have a mental breakdown."

Cana nodded her head in understanding, "I know what you mean. She can be a complete mother hen when it comes to guys but can we blame her? We used to set her up on blind dates with many men who were just as insane."

The aquamarine thought about it before responding, "True…but at least I didn't set her up on a date with a man who escaped from prison."

Cana laughed while smacking the bookworms shoulder in hilarity, "Hey! He was still pretty cute though, and he had a great sense of humor." Levy smirked before feeling her skin cool for some odd reason. The bathroom was way cooler than it was around the house.

"So." The brunette began, an intimidating leer presented on her face. Levy couldn't help but take an extra step back at the woman who seemed to come closer by the second. "Who's this Gajeel person anyway?"

Levy's cheeks automatically went warm at the sound of his name. She had already forgotten that she mentioned him a few weeks earlier to the older brunette. "Who's who?" She shrugged with a small dainty smile plastered on her face. "Maybe if I act dumb, Cana would just shake her head and leave."

Cana smirked before gazing at the woman in front of her, "Oh my, Levy Mcgarden lying to me? You must be so head over heels for this guy."

The younger female parted her lips in humiliation, her voice beginning to break down in nervousness. "I-I don't have a thing for no one." The blunette stammered while ignoring the sly stare of her friend,"

The brunette simply folded her arms, leaning closer to the petite eighteen year old. "Don't lie. We all went through that phase of denial." The older woman smiled completely, "Lucy's not here, and trust me, I can keep a secret." Levy the inside of her mouth before rolling her eyes in agony. However she had to admit what Cana said was true. The bookworm did come to realize that the older woman did know how to hold someone's privacy no matter how deep and hurtful it was.

Cana yawned before laying a hand on Levy's shoulder, "If it makes you any better…I've been seeing a man twice my age." She said with no hesitation while Levy's eyes bulged in embarrassment.

The blunette leaned closer, "You're what?" Levy asked in astonishment.

A wink came upon the woman's features, "You heard me." She smiled. "He has a son named Romeo; I used to babysit him when I was rebel of a teenager...probably a senior in high school. But anyway, we saw each other at the bar about two years ago, and next thing ya know we hit it off. I sort of had a crush on him when he was still with his wife." The older woman blushed at the memory as she expressed a blissful smile on her face. "He's going through a horrible divorce that poor guy."

Levy's mouth gaped open, "Does Lucy know about this? How does it feel to date someone older than you? Is he decent looking? What bar—"

Cana shushed her, pointing down to let her know that the woman could possibly hear their conversation. "What are you, stupid?" The whispered, "She'll have me in a body bag if she ever find's out!" Cana sighed with a half-hearted shrug before leaning onto the bathroom sink. "And to answer most of your questions. One. I like dating older men, their smart and their pretty mature. Two. Yes he's decent, and Three. Fairy Tail has it's own bar down the street. The one where Lucy's old modeling partner works at? Mirajane Strauss? Yeah, that one."

Levy couldn't help but want to know more about their hidden relationship. "So…how does it feel to be in a relationship with him?"

Levy didn't miss the crease in her forehead before sighing in anguish. "Well…right now, it's been complicated. He's been busy more than ever and Romeo's been being…well, bad in school. His grades are a little..eh. And being with him has been pleasant, but I've a feeling our relationship isn't going to last long as I thought it would."

"Why do you say that?" The bookworm wondered before leaning beside the brunette in the empty bathroom, leaning against the white pearly sink.

The woman ran a hand through hair as if she were beyond stressed. "Because we've been arguing lately, and the things he says kind of brings me to tears…my father didn't raise me to be weak and so emotional like this. He taught me how to be strong and to protect myself from situations like this." Cana heaved a sigh, glaring onto the floor. "I feel like we need a break…ya know? He's still not used to the divorce, and I believe he needs some time to stay away from all the drama his ex-wife's done to him. If anything I would break up with him, but Romeo's been giving me that look."

The female's face easily gave off the question that she wanted to ask.

"The look of any child with a single parent and a good step-parent. The don't leave me look."

Levy's features softened as she landed a hand on the woman's shoulder. "Cana I had no idea you were going through these types of problems..."

Brown eyes stared onto hers, "It's alright, and we could work it out. I know we can." She smiled, "So enough about my failing love life. Tell me, everything about this Gajeel person." Levy sighed intentionally; she seriously did not want to talk about it. It really wasn't all that serious to brag about it to her friends. Especially since he stopped appearing in her shop since April.

"I don't think this is the best place to talk, don't you think Lucy would wonder what where up to?"

Cana pouted. "Fine, you have a point. But this doesn't mean where done talking about it. The moment we have a one-on-one session is the day you spill your whole love diary to me, got it?" Levy nodded with a faint blush on her cheeks once she opened the bathroom door. Both females left the premises. One frustrated and the other one satisfied.

Both woman had come downstairs to find Lucy reading a book that seemed old and worn out. "What are you reading?" Levy couldn't help but ask. Cana rolled her eyes, the woman despised books with a passion.

Lucy smiled amongst the two woman, "Oh nothing, just an old book I haven't read for awhile." The blonde closed the book before staring blankly at the two. "By the way did the sore disappear?"

Cana scoffed, "There was no sore. Levy was just hallucinating thanks to the heat in this house."

Levy glanced at the overly large manual before she heard Lucy's suggestion. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot, Levy you want to head out to the beach with us?"

Cana raised an eyebrow, "Weren't we going anyway—"an elbow hit her rib as she 'oomph-ed' in pain.

Cana bit her bottom lip, gasping, "So what do ya say Levy? I'll buy you a cold margarita, beautiful scenery, and boys—"

Levy smiled while placing her black glasses back on, "I would love to you guys, but today really isn't the day." Levy answered, "I have to fix this thingamajig before I die from heat."

Brown eyes bulged in melancholy, "Can't you do that later?" Lucy whined though it sounded more like a plea for help.

"Sorry." Levy said sternly while shaking her head in dissatisfaction. "I have a shop to look after," Levy grasped the large manual as she replaced it in front of her; "I have my cold drink here." She pointed at the icy water bottle that was quite empty, yet leaking slightly on her counter. Lovely scenery of my bakery, which is beautiful by the way…"

"What about the opposite sex?" Cana questioned with half-lidded eyes full of amusement. Levy would have to remind herself to kill her someday.

Ignoring the fresh blush that came onto her cheeks, her mind wandering back to the man that seemed to intrigue her a few weeks back, "Well…"

The blonde female looked at her strangely. "You're seeing someone, aren't you?" Lucy questioned while Cana did nothing but gulp. The 'What-did-I-tell-you?' expression was covering the brunette's face.

"W-What makes you say that?" Levy squeaked accidently, he thoughts were consuming the curse words that appeared at the top of her head.

The blonde smiled sheepishly while leaning onto the counter, staring at the blunette as if she tried to uncover the mysteries that lied underneath the young girl. "Just wondering. You've been a little…different than usual."

The small woman gulped in confusion. Different? How was she different? Unless she was emitting that glow women talk about when their in love. Though it was just like Lucy to jump down her throat whenever it came to men, studies, and mindless accusations that made no sense to her whatsoever. But still, Levy wasn't used to it. "I'm not…different…am I?"

Both woman exchanged looks. Cana shrugged averting her gaze while Lucy gave an expression that she was not convinced. The awkward tension rose up a bit and the look on Cana's face had meant something, including the sly features of Cana being sober. Sometimes, Levy hated when Cana was sober.

"Don't give me that look you guys!" The blunette spoke exaggeratingly; this made both females gape in curiosity.

Lucy smirked before resting her head onto her hand. "So is it anyone I know?"

The petite woman gaped at the busty female. "Huh?" Her mouth parted while her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "I'm not seeing someone!"

Levy was going to kill Cana once they were alone. She should've known Cana would join in. That trader. "Who's the lucky fellah?" Cana asked smiling in glee.

Brown eyes glared viciously at the two nosy women who were currently in her shop, "There is no lucky—"

"Name?"

"Ga— No!" Levy covered her mouth in humiliation, scared she might say more unnecessary things.

Lucy laughed, "How old is he?"

Levy turned flushed, "Uh…"

"Is he cute?" Cana asked while smirking. "It always used to be about looks with you..."

Levy mumbled. "Well—"

Cana's mouth parted in excitement, "Well I'll be, I say she's in love."

"Am not!" The bookworm stomped in frustration as her pink face. "Love and like are completely different things! I… he's just…different."

Lucy's mouth gaped open in astonishment. Never had she seen such a cute, frustrated reaction coming from her best friend before, "Oh my..." Lucy beamed in happiness as she clasped her hands together, "I need to meet him!"

"He doesn't exist..." Levy muttered before looking away, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a shop to run, and people to serve—"

"People?" Cana's eyes widened at her lie. "Levy, this place is so deserted."

"Come to the beach with us Levy!" Lucy stated before hopping off the stool.

The petite eighteen year old blushed in mortification while folding her arms in defense. "No. Now both of you guys leave to the beach. I need to fix that…that thing over there." She pointed to the broken air conditioner, "And just for all this teasing don't expect me to pick up your calls."

"Aw don't be like that Levy, it's just quite intriguing to find out you have feelings for someone." Cana hopped off the stool, grabbing her beer while Lucy followed. "We'll probably see you tomorrow, Erza got into another argument with her boyfriend and she's been dying to see you." Levy's scowl had immediately disappeared at the name of her childhood friend.

Brown eyes glittered in happiness. "Great, I can't wait to see her!" To think her red-headed companion would finally return from her overseas job and take a break for summer vacation.

Lucy waved, "Bye Levy, take care." Levy nodded at the duo as the door rang once more, meaning that they left.

Levy truly thanked the heavens.

The blunette sighed deeply, staring at the door before turning back to the Spanish manual under this horrible weather. The woman scratched her head as she sat her bottom down on the polka dotted stool, her eyes reading the strange sentence.

"Enola patina se es, is se mire la izquierda versa la forma de limpiar los filtros. Los filtros son muy importante porque traen un aire limpio—"

A blush came down onto her face as she closed the book in irritation. The woman couldn't think anymore thanks to her so called friends who brought him up again. Levy didn't understand, she was just coping with the fact that he disappeared every few weeks or so, and once they brought him up her mind would be clouded with Gajeel all day long, giving her a painstaking headache that made her close her store early. The man ought to think twice before entering her store again. At least to be aware of a small petite girl beating him with an aluminum baseball bat. Levy wasn't in the mood to see him or think about him, and she thought she was doing a pretty good job on not thinking about him for awhile.

Damn slackers.

…And by slackers she means the curious blonde and the alcoholic brunette. Lucy had quit working at the shop due to finding a job in some top-notch newspaper company, and Cana was well…Cana. Drinking tons of dangerous fluids as a lifestyle.

Both women who she considered her best friends were interrogating her with nonsense of 'are you in love?' and 'who is he?' and more lovey-dovey stuff. Here she was on a stool frustrated with a Spanish manual that hardly shows anything on how to fix an air conditioner. Maybe she should've gone to the beach after all. Knowing her, she could just do more things than stay here like someone with no life. She could easily read a book; those always seemed to distract her from getting wet. Especially since there would be no sun beaming on her, and no females dragging her anywhere. At least for now.

Right now she would be at ease. Something Levy hadn't felt in such a long time.

Well, for at least these last few weeks.

Hazel eyes awoke completely as her mouth gaped open. She was completely speechless for not realizing even sooner.

Maybe…just maybe she had a thing for Gajeel.

But she didn't understand. Why would she fall for someone who had a large amount of piercings; menacingly cute, arrogant, a hard-shell-on-the-outside-but-soft-and-gushy-in-the-inside type of guy? Hell, he was even a couple of years older than her; and Levy damn well refused to date older men. She just turned eighteen for crying out loud.

But what seemed to confuse her even more…

Why fall for someone she hardly sees anymore?

Levy sighed in depression. The bookworm wanted to cry horribly. Falling in love with Gajeel was like falling in love with… an endangered species. Hardly existent.

The aquamarine dropped her face into the hard cover of the manual, ignoring the small pain of her chin she muttered. "Am…I really in love with Gajeel…?" Levy felt her cheeks warm at the sappy word.

Funny thing about it was the fact that when he left, he said he'll be back as soon as possible; only because he explained that he would transfer and come back to let her know, and that actually made the pit of her stomach bubble up..in a good way. But the fact that she hadn't heard a word from him since, nor seen him in her bakery; it actually hurt her feelings.

What if he didn't want to see her again?

Levy couldn't believe it.

And throughout the two months of his absence…Levy realized that she was excited for a man she only saw once in a blue moon.

Well… once every few weeks, maybe a month or so.

However, this made her breath go erratic and her skin seemed to rise of goose bumps rose for no apparent reason. "What's going on with me?" The small woman murmured in a sigh before feeling an ungrateful flush run down her cheeks and neck.

Maybe it was the heat?

Levy didn't want to believe it…but the accusations and her emotions were too good to be true whenever he was brought up in any situation. Dream, reality, or anything that reminded her of him.

Never had she wanted to see someone so badly in her whole entire existence.

It was ridiculous. But she couldn't help it. Levy wanted to speak to him, get to know much more about him.

He…intrigued her.

Levy wanted to leave the beach and head back to the bakery. Maybe he was there waiting for her. Maybe he was excited to see her just as much as she wanted to see him.

Maybe…maybe she was in love.

Levy turned around to the large fridge and opened the side door leading to the freezer, the cool air dancing around her toned legs and her face brightened up from the dreaded heat. Levy watched her body cool and ignore the goose bumps that popped out of her skin like a tidal wave. Her breath visible to her vision and her arms leaning against the cool containers of ice. Maybe she should bring her refrigerator upstairs and use it as an air conditioner.

Okay, so she was guilty.

Guilty of missing his company.

Guilty of missing everything about him.

Okay, that was a complete white lie. She wasn't guilty of anything. But then again, why did she feel the urge to beat him to death, yet hug him and never let go?

Levy had suddenly made a small promise to herself to socialize with a therapist whenever she got the chance. At least speak to someone she didn't know...and no her best friends would never become an option.

Another cute little tune ran out through her back pocket, a small moan escaping her lips. Now was not the time to socialize; especially now realizing that she was in love with a man even her own kind grandfather would disapprove of. Brown eyes lit up in slight curiosity when she realized it was a text message from Droy. Weird. She hadn't heard from him since graduation.

To Levy

From Droy:

Hello? Levy you there? PLEASE TELL ME YOUR THERE.

Levy ignored the pleading voice in his message, though it almost made her laugh for some odd reason.

To Droy

From Levy:

Yeah I'm here, is something the matter Droy?

Levy rubbed the back of her neck in curiosity. It was unlike Droy to text. The guy had big fingers and sometimes he made the most irritating typos that would just make you want to slam your phone and never buy another one. In seconds he replied.

To Levy

From Droy:

Nothing…I just...really think you should head to the beach now. Like..Right now, right now.

Levy's eyebrows rose in suspicion before answering back.

To Droy

From Levy:

Why? Is something wrong?

To Levy

From Droy:

Technically…I wouldn't say wrong..but drastically wrong. There's this guy with long hair and piercings who goes to Fairy Tail…and he's been threatening me and Jet for the past half an hour to bring you to the beach. Pronto. He claims to know you from the bakery.

Brown eyes stared at the text message. Her mind reading it over and over again hoping that it would just disappear in a blink of an eye.

To Levy

From Droy:

Levy? Please answer back. Please. I don't even know who this guy is or how he knows about our relationship but if I don't get anything back from you, your name will be mentioned in my will.

Levy gulped automatically as a fresh blush appeared on her cheeks. So he wanted to see her? And now?

From Levy

To Droy:

…What does he want from me?

From Droy

To Levy:

He said he'll explain once your there.

Levy shook her head, giving a small sigh of weird contentment. She was shivering at the fact that he wanted to see her. Maybe to apologize, or tell her something that could be important. Her fingers automatically texted:

From Levy

To Droy:

Where shall we meet up?

A few minutes later, she got the reply she wanted.

From Droy

To Levy:

At the beach, Tenrou Island gift shop and treats.

Levy nodded to herself. Okay so she would see him again…well...maybe she would consider that good news. Since she always craved to see the pierced man and his glorious smirk that brightened her day. Getting up from the stool she dragged a fresh water bottle from the freezer. The blunette proceeded to drag her keys and start closing up early as she watched the gate shut down her bakery store. But then an unknown depressing sigh reappeared from her lips. Her eyes that once glittered in happiness had now come to a realization that was bound to kill millions like a plague with no cure.

Levy had realized that she now has to deal with hiding herself from her best friends who would be busy accompanying that area for a couple of hours. Unfortunately for her, she would have to choose her fate to save all mankind from preventing Gajeel to face the two big breasted women.

No matter how much it takes.

Levy took another sigh as the children from the neighborhood had looked at her oddly as if she were bound to pass out any second.

Yep. Levy officially hated Summer.

(A/N): And boom goes the dynamite. :o

One...

I AM SO FREAKING SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE! I'MA LAZY OLD HAG WHO DESERVES TO SUFFER.

-Bows down and sobs all over the floor-

Sorry you guys, I've been forced to read new stories from my English Teacher. And might I say The Chronicles of Vladimir Todd is amazing. I'm hooked and now at the ending of the third book, surprisingly. Also, this chapter was already made as promised, but I did major changes because I didn't like how it came out. It's been annoying me for weeks and I didn't know how I wanted to end it, so that took plenty of time as well, including the rest of the stories I'm already plotting out soon.

And again, I would like to thank the wonderful people who reviews and favors my stories, many of you guys keep me going and going. I feel the love! :D

I shall bid farewell once more, I'm working on a very long one-shot and a few stories so check it out whenever you have the chance.

Ps: I used google translation. Ugh. So if I'm wrong message me and I will correct the mistakes! O_O

Alrighty then, goodbye for now.