A/N: I don't own Fairy Tail!
Sorry about the delay on updating and the short chapter.
I'm having a bit of writers block on this one. :(
Please enjoy regardless.
Gajeel kissed along the edge of Levy's arm as they cuddled by the fire. She had made him take the staples out, flinching as each one was removed. As gentle as he had been the area seemed to ache and he could tell. He pulled his lips away and gently wrapped it in the bandages they'd found in the cellar. "Is this okay Shorty?"
"It's fine." She smiled, placing a small kiss on his lips. She looked out onto the horizon, a small smile playing across her face as she rested her head on his shoulder. "We should think about building a fire soon."
"Yeah?" Gajeel asked, cocking his studded eyebrow at her.
"You remember how cold it got the past few nights. I know we're going to sleep in the bunker, but I think it would be nice to stay out here for a while, under the stars." The blue haired beauty mused, pulling back to look into his dark eyes.
"How could I say no when you look at me like that?" He chuckled lightly, kissing her on the head before standing up.
"If you just get some wood, I'll start the fire." She offered, watching him walk towards the edge of the trees. The solid script mage bit her lower lip as she looked his body over. He was still mostly undressed from their earlier encounter, his sculpted body covered only by a pair of thin black shorts. She pulled herself to her feet, feeling an ache between her hips with each movement of her body. Maybe she hadn't been joking about being sore in the morning.
"Sounds easy enough." He decided, forming an iron ax out of the end of his arm. He swung at the midpoint of a tree, felling it with ease. The dragon slayer flashed Levy a cocky grin, making quick work of the tree.
"You could have just gotten an ax out of the bunker. I know you saw one by the trunk." She teased, digging a large round pit in the sand for their fire.
"I'll never pass a chance to show off for you shrimp." Gajeel said proudly, standing over a rather large pile of firewood. "It may be a little wet, but at least if it smokes we might get discovered quicker."
"That's a good idea." She pulled back, brushing the sand off of her hands. "We should probably keep one going all the time, just in case someone can see it off in the distance."
"I have one once in a while." He chuckled, throwing a load of the firewood into the pit. Leaning down, the black haired mage quickly arranged it into a pyramid, the perfect shape for starting a fire.
"Solid script fire!" Levy cast, aiming the flaming word at the pile of wood Gajeel had formed. With a look of satisfaction, she sat back down on the beach towel.
"You're really something, you know that?" He asked, sitting down beside her.
The sun set over the ocean as Erza walked along the edge of the sandy beach. It had been three days since she'd seen any of her comrades. After the final blast she had been knocked unconscious, only to wake up completely alone, the sun beating down on her skin. Her throbbing head was matted with blood, her own blood. Judging by the position of the sun, she'd been able to figure out she'd been out for at least twelve hours. The Titania had witnessed signs of what she assumed could only be the fire dragon slayer's destruction, but she couldn't be sure. Other than that, she'd been completely alone, without even her luggage trunks to keep her company. They'd arrived on the island with her with no problems, but now everything was gone.
Her stomach grumbled loudly, nearly startling her. She wrapped her arm around her stomach, trying not to think about how hungry she was. As talented at the crimson haired mage was, she wasn't much of a forager. She'd attempted fishing, but she hadn't been able to stop shaking long enough to spear any. Her head ached the sound of her own heart pounding deepening the pain. Erza placed her hand over the wound she'd received from the blast. Between the concussion and her dehydration, she wondered how much longer she was actually going to last.
Off in the distance she saw what appeared to be a fire along the shoreline. It had to be one of her team mates, and they seemed to be fairing better than she. Probably Natsu, she decided. Who else would be able to build a fire so big? The Titania forced her legs to carrier her faster, nearing an outright sprint as she approached. Surely she was saved.
Levy stretched out on the beach towel, relaxing with her head in the iron dragon slayer's lap. She released a content sigh as he ran his fingers through her dampened hair. The fire before them roared and crackled in the night, bathing the pair in its warmth. As hot as the island was during the day, the temperature dropped considerably as soon as the sun went down.
"This is kind of perfect." She mumbled happily, running her hand over his knee.
"We're stranded on an island." He smirked, pulling his hand free from her hair. A small chuckle escaped his lips as he rubbed her shoulder. "How much more perfect could it get?"
"That's not what I meant." Levy shifted to look up into his eyes, a teasing frown growing on her face. "I meant this moment specifically. You, me, the ocean, and a fire, it's nice."
"You're right." Gajeel replied, looking down at the light from the fire dancing on her face. She was more beautiful than ever, perfectly relaxed with him.
"Do you see that?" Levy asked, her eyes focusing on something moving in the distance.
"See what?"
"Over there." She sat up, pointing at the moving figure. It seemed to be getting closer and closer.
"Shit, that's Erza." Gajeel swore, quickly standing up. "She looks like she's been hurt."
"You can really see that far away?" Levy asked, cocking an eyebrow at the man who was now towering over her. She grabbed his hand and pulled herself up, hoping to get a better view.
"Dragon slayer perks Shrimp." He mumbled, walking towards the Titania.
"Is that really Erza?" Levy wondered, hoping they weren't just being too hopeful.
"Yeah." Gajeel said, picking up his pace. "I can smell her now." He lifted his hands to his mouth and made a cup with them. "Erza!"
"Gajeel!" He heard her voice call back.
"She doesn't look so good." The dragon slayer mumbled, swearing under his breath. The red haired wizard seemed to be staggering as she drew near. The dragon slayer lunged forward, reaching her as she collapsed into the sand.
He quickly pulled her up into his arms, her heavy armor catching on the studs in his arms. He shook it off and slowly carried the Titania back to Levy, noticing she felt rather light for someone wearing armor.
"Is she okay?" Levy asked, her eyes immediately finding the gash on her head. It looked rather ragged and nasty, something she obviously hadn't taken care of.
"I think she's dehydrated. Can you get some water for her?" The dragon slayer's gruff voice demanded.
The solid script mage instantly conjured some water, catching it in the bowl they had been eating out of. She watched as Gajeel laid her down on their beach towel. He quickly grabbed the water out of her hands, lifting the bowl to Erza's mouth. The coolness of the water seemed to bring her to. She clumsily grabbed the water and downed it, drinking so fast she nearly choked.
"What the hell happened to you?" Gajeel asked, gently shaking her shoulders.
"Gajeel- be gentle with her."
"That was gently." He snapped, worry playing across his face.
"I got separated." Erza replied slowly, her eye lids fluttering open.
"You look awful. Are you okay?" Levy asked, carefully pulling away the hair matted to her face with blood.
"I just need some rest." She decided. "I forced myself to stay away for a couple days because of my head." Her hand ran over the gash, causing her to wince. "I got knocked unconscious after a blast. I think now, I just need to sleep."
"Let me get this cleaned up a little first." Levy suggested, gently dabbing at the wound with a cloth they'd found in the bunker. "We don't want it to get infected."
"We've got a good place for you to rest." The dragon slayer said, nodding away from the beach. "Hell, we even have a couple of beds."
"Beds?" Erza asked, half sure she'd heard him wrong.
"We found some sort of cellar full of supplies. There is also a couple of bunk beds down there." She pulled the rag away, satisfied, and turned to Gajeel. "Do you think you can help her down there, Gajeel?"
"Of course, Shrimp." He said, scooping the Titania back up in his arms.
"This isn't necessary. I can walk." Erza assured them, but she didn't struggle.
"Let's not take any chances, okay?" He replied, a hint of annoyance leaking into his voice as he carried her to the cellar door.
Levy smiled to herself, careful not to let the dragon slayer see her face. Despite his rough exterior, Gajeel had a soft spot for all of his team mates.