Fate Decides

Chapter 8

The first week went by a little painfully. Lucy found herself teetering between being depressed and being a cast iron bitch (Canas words) although Cana wasn't much better, she just didn't bother with the depressed part dedicating herself entirely to being the most accomplished Dragon Slayer deprived bitch she could possibly be.

It only took a couple of days for their Guildmates to figure out that unless you were bearing alcohol or some form of treat it was safest to stay clear of the two women.

There were things happening though. Levy and Bickslow made no effort to hide their relationship, though they also didn't come out and say anything to anyone.

By the fourth day, with whispers behind hands becoming too prevalent for Levy she rose from where she was sitting by Jet and Droy and beckoned Bickslow who was talking with Freed and Elfman at the table the Raijinshuu usually sat at.

Levy stood in the middle of the hall waiting for the Seith mage who was giving her a curious questioning look as he came up to her. "What's up kitt...mphhm!" Just that quickly, before he could get out his sentence Levy leapt on the man wrapping her legs around him as well as her arms and yanking his lips to hers in a kiss that had the guild, once they had picked their jaws off the floor, hooting, wolf whistling and cat calling then settling into cheers and some members yelling at them to "geeze ok, get a room already!"

Thus ended the whispering behind hands about whether or not the guilds pretty little script mage was dating their Seith Mage. Jet and Droy were both horrified by the realization.

They had both suspected, Levy had openly sat down with Bickslow for a few meals by that point, and the pair had been rumored to have been seen kissing outside the guild, holding hands, and, when Levy retreated to work on something Jet and Droy had checked her usual study spots and been unable to find her.

When they had asked her where she was she had, without hesitation said "I took my books to Bickslows because it was too noisy at the Guild and Fairy Hills."

So they had known but been in a state of denial until they watched the bluenette latch onto the Seith Mages mouth and kiss the man until he staggered and had to lean on a table to avoid falling over. Then there was no way to doubt it, Levy and Bickslow were officially an item.

Bickslow, for his part, was handling things as best as he could. He'd thought dating Levy would be somewhat calm, but with Levy came Levys friends, and her team and once they all found out that when they couldn't find Levy his house was a good place to check, AND that his house was right off the main market district street and oh so convenient a place to stop and rest before heading home after a day of shopping.

Bickslows house rarely saw quiet after that. He was used to Freed coming over a couple of times a week. The man had helped Bickslow restore the house, and the gorgeous study behind the kitchen was entirely Freeds work.

Levy had about been in heaven discovering it when Bickslow had finally shown her around his house. 12 foot vaulted ceilings, a curved window seat, fireplace, floor to ceiling bookshelves made of mahogany, a large desk, comfortable couch and two overstuffed recliners set up with tables and lamps next to them.

Of the dozen massive book cases lining the walls of the study only two were full, the rest held odds and ends, knick knacks Bickslow had acquired over the years. It had become Levys favorite place to work since Bickslows house tended to be quiet and Freed had set up runes so that even when it wasn't, the study was kept that way.

Even Lucy took to dropping by after shopping trips or on her way to shop so she could drag Levy along with her.

Jet and Droy took some getting used to, but Bickslow was good at handling people and so easy to like even Levys irritable, jealous, often irrational team mates started treating him well.