Literal, Beauty and the Beast (GaLe)

I Shall Smite Thee with Fire!!!

The next morning, Levy awakes warm and relaxed to the sound of a deep, loud snore.

She blinks a few times, confused, and starts to look around, taking in her surroundings as she hugs the large, warm thing in her arms...

For a moment, she feels like she is hugging a bicep... Until she remembers... She's really hugging one of Gajeel's large fingers.

She lets out a long sigh, and then begins to wiggle out of his fingers. Gajeel didn't need to distract her from figuring this out. She needed time to think to herself. With him around, she couldn't stay focused. She... Couldn't think straight...

A crimson blush takes her cheeks as she thinks about the warm embrace of Gajeel... His long black hair which falls like a waving river down his back-- she mentally slaps herself back into her thoughts on how to fix the situation.

Just as she is out from under the fingers, and standing victoriously in the tall grass, deep in thought, her tiny waist is met by large, beefy fingers which wrap around it, and lift her up off of the ground.

She flinches, surprised as the fingers mold to her body, but once she looks down, and recognizes the feel and the touch, she lets loose a huff.

"GAJEEL!!!" She raises her hands in the air as fists, and starts to hit on his hand as he moves her up to his smiling face. "PUT ME DOWN!!! WE AREN'T GOING TO GET ANYWHERE IN THIS CASE IF WE DON'T WORK--"

Gajeel holds up a finger on his other hand, and then moves it over her tiny head, and starts patting it so that her head bobbles slightly with each pat.

Her face immediately takes on an annoyed looked. She thinks to her herself, does he ever listen to me?

His smile widens, with "evil" eyes. "Miss Fairy... You need to calm down or else you might explode. These emotions are too big for your tiny body. You better let me store the larger emotions for you."

Levy. Is. Livid.

She starts shaking her head as she flails her arms at him.

"DON'T MAKE ME ANGRY GAJEEL, YOU BIG MEANIE!!!" She cries.

He merely chuckles and then moves his finger from on top of her head, to under his chin as he gently tilts it up.

"Ah? And what will you do when you are angry? Poke me to death with your little fairy wand?" He says in a joking way.

She then smiles evilly. "YES!!!" She whips out her wand, and then spells out the word fire, and throws it at him---

He blows it out like a candle before it even reaches his lips.

Levy lowers her wand, and then blushes shyly as she looks down at his hand.

Gajeel laughs, showing off his fangs.

"Really, Levy?" He pats the top of her head with his finger again as he continues their walking, with her now hitting her head against his hand in a mixture of frustration, humiliation, and fluster.