Her dark saviour (Gajevy)

18. Laxus

Levy's P.O.V.

She couldn't believe it. Was this really happening? Was this more than her stupid imagination? Could this actually be reality?

After so many years of searching, of crying and nearly giving up due to the hundreds of failures ... could this be her precious brother Laxus?

The rain slowed down, only a few raindrops found their way to earth while she stood next to Gajeel, eyeing the man in front of her. This man had the same blond hair, the same cocky grin. Though the boy she knew was thin and small, there was no question they had a lot of similarities.

This handsome young man was her brother. A lot of men had blond hair and a lovely grin, but only one had a scar over his right eye.

"Laxus?", she asked with a low, shaking voice and looked hopefully up at the man in front of her. The man was silent, as shocked as she was. And the man's name was definitely Laxus.

"Laxus, don't run all the time, why did you run anyways! You have to tell me before going all berserk and ... Levy?!"

Levy knew the beautiful woman in the red dress, running up to Laxus. She stopped smiling when she laid her eyes on Levy, finally seeing why Laxus had run off. He ran off because he could feel her scent, her presence so close to him. He wanted nothing but meeting his sister.

"Laxus, Mira", Levy whispered and nothing held her back when she ran into the arms of her brother. Tears ran over her cheeks while she held him as tight as possible. He wouldn't let her go again.

Gajeel's P.O.V.

He didn't plan anything of this to happen. Laxus should have been out on his mission one week longer but now he was standing in front of them, with Levy in his arms. Why did he return earlier? Gajeel tried to hide his anger as good as possible, but when he watched Laxus holding his shrimp in his arms, keeping her away from him, he couldn't depress a growl coming deep down from his throat.

Looking over at his little shrimp, who slightly released her tight grip around her brother's waist and looked concerned at the iron half dragon, due to his growl. He couldn't possibly NOT notice the big smile on her face. She released the tight grip around her brother's waist a bit so she could look back to him. Her smile faded when she laid her eyes on him, concern replaced the doubt of Laxus really being her brother. For Gajeel, there was no doubt that Laxus was, in fact, her brother. The first time they met, the first time he watched her, he knew there was something familiar about her. A long time he tried to convince himself that this feeling was just because of her light blue hair that reminded him of the rain woman. But it was definitely the smell that caught his interest. A smell so sweet, innocent and unique he couldn't connect with anything else.

Until he crossed paths with Laxus in this town. Like all the time before, all the moments they met before, they had just ignored each other, not showing a sign of acknowledging the presence f the another person on their way. But after he had watched the little mage, returned to the city and walked passed Laxus, he stopped in his tracks and ... sniffed. The same scent. Exactly the same scent came from Laxus body, just not as strong as from the real person. Surprised, he had turned around and disappeared into the shadows before Laxus could notice him. The other half dragon walked slowly along the street and Gajeel only needed one second to know why shrimps scent was on him.

Around Laxus wrist was a headband. Gajeel had never noticed it before, but in the moment he saw it, he knew it belonged to shrimp.

The moment he connected what he knew about Laxus's disappeared sister and the young woman in the woods, he knew who she was. But shrimp was his secret and he didn't want to share her with anyone. When he finally talked to her, though the reason she ran into his arms wasn't how he expected her to have the first conversation with him. But she was as pure as her scent. Later that week, when she decided to reveal her truth to them, her past and talked about her brother, he was fuming mad. How couldn't that bastard look out for her? How could he give up so easily? How did he miss her scent on Gajeel, every time he passed him in town after being in the hut near the mountains?