GaLe ~ BookWorm and the Beast

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Levy's POV

I should never have agreed to have dinner with him; how can I when he obviously hates me staying here: why's he keeping me alive? Is it because of this curse that Lucy was on about? Why should I be caring?

My left arm keeps stabbing me with pain sensations, stopping me from sleeping: he's just so powerful, I'm going to have to hold my tongue if I ever want to live. These constant thoughts keep me awake for what feels like hours; which is probably how long I've been kept awake due to my over-imagination. 

My door opens and a candle stick and the clock from earlier hops in.

"We're here to give you food Miss." The candle head cheered. "My name's Natsu."

"I'm Gray." The clock burst out. "Is Juvia sleeping?" He glanced at the wardrobe.

"Yes, she is." I stated.

"Are you hungry?"

"To be honest, yes. I skipped lunch and dinner."

"Two meals!" They gasped.

"It's normal for me to skip one meal. It's why I'm so stick thin." I explain poking at my skin: I swear there's something wrong with me.

"You have a very beautiful figure my dear." Natsu comforted me.

"Just call me Levy. I don't like anything formal." I smiled weakly.

"Well Levy." The bronze clock perked up. "If you would like to eat, please follow us."

"What time is it?" Natsu asked Gray.

"5am."

I was halfway out my door with Gray in my hands before Natsu stopped us surprisingly.

"Wait, we can't take her to get food."

"Why not?" Gray asked, receiving a weird facial expression from Natsu.

"Do you not remember?" He hissed.

"Oh." Gray had gotten whatever the candlestick  was on about just now. "I'm sorry Levy, but you'll have to wait longer."

"Are you kidding me?" I gently put him back on the floor. "Why should I?"

"Um, our master will not be happy with us." Natsu grumbled, ushering me back into my room. 

"Does that thing have a name?" I kept taking small steps backwards till my legs hit the bed.

"Gajeel." 

The door slammed shut and it clicked: they didn't just lock me in here, did they?

"HEY!" I yelled, pounding on the door aggressively. "LET ME OUT!"

"Did you have to lock her in?" Gray whispered, but I still heard.

"She'd run off to find food and we can't ruin Master's plans." Natsu hissed. Their footsteps disappeared and I was left alone.

"LET ME OUT! SOMEONE! PLEASE!" I begged, banging with my fists; with a final kick I gave up. I have to get out of here, there's no way I can survive like this. 

The clock on the mantle-place still read it was just past 5 in the morning, as the rising sun glowed red through a small window: THE WINDOW! Quickly, I scanned the only window in the room, suddenly realizing if I was to escape that way I'd have to smash it. My last option. Scrambling around the room I searched and searched for something heavy to break it down but it looked like all this was planned: UGH! I'm never going to see anyone ever again. Yet, as I keep myself awake in case I have a savior, my stomach begins to go numb, and my head all fuzzy and warm: oh shit! Can someone please rescue me from this torture? A chiming rings 6 times, bringing me in and out of reality. Unaware that someone was just about to unlock my door, I gave into the pain, letting my legs give way. 

"Please." I let out, breathing heavily.

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Gajeel's POV

"YOU DID WHAT?" I yelled at my servants.

"We didn't want to ruin your plan." Gray fidgeted.

"But she might need food earlier than you'd expect." Natsu whispered.

"WHAT?"

"She hasn't eaten for the majority of the day Gajeel." He explained concerned. 

"WHY DID YOU LOCK HER IN THEN?"

"We're sorry." They both apologized in sync.

"DAMN YOU TWO."

The clocks chimed 6 times as I was bolting for her room, who knows why I care so much but if she hasn't eaten for hours, who know's what condition she'll be in. I charged past Lucy, who was dancing slowly on the landing.

"Master?" She called out.

"Get Mira to be preparing breakfast. NOW!" I demanded, halfway across the landing.

Her orange door still had the key in the lock; those idiots. As I was fiddling with the key, I heard her talk.

"Please." She whimpered.

Oh no! The door clicked, and I gasped. Her limp body was lying on the floor, her skin as pale as a ghost, her blue hair covering her face, yet I could see her still breathing.

"Levy." I finally called her by her name, rushing to her side.

"Help me." She cried out, almost silently, her voice wavering.

"I'm sorry." 

In a second she was in my arms, and I was jogging to the dining room, passing my servants; Natsu and Gray hovered on the railing, not a word falling from their mouths. Why did I say she should starve? Everyone's right; I have to control my temper with her, if I don't, I have no idea of what'll I do. Finally I reach the dinner table which has two plates sitting directly across from each other, a jug of water sitting in the middle. Frantically I sit her as comfortably as I can in a chair and pour a glass of water. 

"Levy." I whispered.

"Mm." She mumbled, her eyes fluttering open.

"Drink this now." I handed her the glass, and she gladly took it. She gulped and gulped it down her throat, becoming more and more awake, being back into reality. 

"Thank you Gajeel." She sighed, relieved.

"Your welcome, now eat." 

She dragged her chair closer to the table and wolfed down her breakfast, similar to me; she seriously must've been hungry. Mira and Lisanna hop on top of the table, examining the both of us with some weird looks.

"My name's Mira." My cream teapot hopped in front of Levy. "This is my sister, Lisanna."

"Good morning." Lisanna, my chipped teacup beamed.

"If you're ever hungry, come and speak with us." Mira offered kindly.

"Thank you, but I need some sleep. I couldn't sleep." Levy stared at her feet.

"I'll take you back to your room." I grunted, walking off to her room, she met up with my pace. 

However we walked in complete silence all the way back to her room. I kept noticing her eyes averted, to looking at my horns or my scales, or both at the same time. Was she intrigued or disgusted with them? Instead of keeping her key, I pressed it firmly in her hand: knowing I had spares somewhere else. She paused with the key tightly bawled in her hand, considering what to say.

"Thank you Gajeel." She said gratefully, her back facing me.

"Anytime Shrimp."

"I have a name." She moaned.

"I prefer Shrimp."

"Okay, MetalHead."

"Uh, excuse me?" I snapped in shock.

"I prefer MetalHead to Gajeel." She stated, shutting her door behind her.

How can she get such a name like that? Is that why she was looking at my scales, and horns, and sometimes my piercings? Did it take her such a short amount of time to come up with a nick-name like MetalHead? But to be honest, I didn't mind it: it definitely did suit me, after all, she knows what I look like.