Brain and Brawn

Chapter Five: Ruins of the Ancient Variety

"Gajeel get up," Gajeel groaned as the voice disturbed his sleep. Suddenly there was a rush of air and he was cold. He felt around blindly for his blanket but only found emptiness. "I said get up!"

Gajeel sat up and yawned before glaring at Levy. "What the heck Shrimp?" He glanced at the clock and moaned, rubbing his face. "It's six in the morning!"

Levy was way to lively this early for him. She shook his blanket at him and nodded. "Exactly! I want to get an early start since this is our first day. Plus we have to report to the guy who posted this job with any findings we have."

Gajeel stretched. They haven't met the man who posted the translation job yet but Mira told them he was an old archeologist who studied the ruins before being attacked by the bandits when they first showed up. He stood up and grabbed his blanket only to find Levy still holding it in a vice-like grip. "Relax I'm not going back to sleep I'm already up," he reassured her.

Levy was still reluctant to let go but she knew she would lose a game of tug-of-war with the large man so she let him have it. As he pulled up on the blanket Levy felt the floor fall from under her. As ground came hurdling towards her face she closed her eyes and she shrieked. A hand reached out and grabbed the back of her shirt and yanked her back up before she felt the pain of falling on her face. Instead she slammed into something only a little softer than the ground, Gajeel. His well toned body didn't make much cushion for impact. As she slammed into him he lost his balance and fell backwards. They landed on something soft and when she didn't feel like she was falling anymore she opened her eyes and gasped.
They had fallen right onto the queen sized bed, together, with Levy straddling Gajeel's hips like a scene from one some her more risqué novels. She blushed and placed her hands on his chest to lift herself up but quickly found them being clamped onto by another pair of hands.

The fall had made Gajeel dizzy so he thought he was seeing things when the room stopped spinning and he saw Levy on top of him. She was a bright red he'd never seen on her before and she was looking down at her hands. I'm dreamin'. I've gotta be. He thought to himself and he blinked rapidly to make sure it wasn't fake. She placed her hands on his chest and started to lift herself off of him but he grabbed her wrists before he really thought about it. This was like something from his dreams and now that it was within reach he didn't want to let her go. He fought with himself to stay calm and just as he was about to lose the battle with himself an image flashed before his eyes. It was Levy beaten, bruised, and crying. Gajeel quickly released her wrists and looked away from her.

"You should be more careful," he growled, angry at himself for almost losing it. "I can't protect you if you crack your skull on the first day."

Suddenly the room door burst open and there stood Lily, in full battle form, with three brown bags in his hands that no doubt held their breakfast. He raised an eyebrow at the predicament his partners were in then smiled. "Is this a bad time?" He teased. "I can come back later if that works better."

Levy quickly jumped off of Gajeel, grabbed one of her bags of books, and ran out the door, grabbing a bag of breakfast on her way past Lily. She darted down the hall and into the elevator where she found herself alone. She dropped her books, slid down the wall, and held her burning face. That was close! She had never been in a position like that in her life. She could still feel the heat radiating off of his body. She wanted him then and had he not looked away from her and told her to be careful she might have been brave enough to go for it. But she lost that bravery when Gajeel's voice told her he wasn't interested. But his body told me otherwise. A small voice in the back of her head reminded her of something that had happened when she was on top of him.

God I hope he didn't notice that! Gajeel screamed in his head as he used a pillow to cover his, finally, now decreasing erection. He glared up at Lily who just sighed. "Don't sigh at me like that cat it's not what it looks like. She fell, I caught her, she slammed into me, we fell on the bed, end of story."