Oops, my fingers slipped :D The demand for another chapter/conclusion inspired me.

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Looking back on that day, Gajeel wondered how he ever got through that first conversation. He had to hand it to the shorty, she sure did know how to egg him on! Within the first few conversations, they had established a teasing relationship. He enjoyed the flustered and frustrated look on her face, and he knew she enjoyed making jabs at him. After work, he would go sit with her and watch her read. Sometimes, she would even read out loud to him. After she finished a book, she would always tell him about it.

Days melted into months, and months melted into years. He had gotten into and finished the Mechanic program in his town and was working in a shop nearby. She was in her last year of college, loving every moment of researching and learning, and looking at teaching history at a high school, while pursuing her masters, after college.

They had been dating for two years now. Gajeel, after gaining the guts to ask her out, had put a note in her favorite book, knowing that she would reach for it soon. He was there when she found it, and watched as her face lit up when she found the note. Needless to say, she had been very excited and had actually had the gall to ask him 'what took so long?'

Gajeel smiled down at his girl's head of blue hair, as he tucked her under his arm on their way to their library. Levy nuzzled into his warmth, using him as a shield against the cool autumn wind. He would hate to admit it, but she helped shape him to the man he wanted to be; she gave him a reason to keep striving and improving himself. He did everything for her, to shape their future together.

He held the door open for her, quietly chuckling at her cute little skip through the door to escape the wind. She turned to look at him, her dimples flashing. "I'll get the mochas, you get the books?"

Gajeel just grunted in agreement, pulling her close and pressing a kiss to her hair. His heart jumped in his chest as she walked to the familiar counter. This was it.

He brushed through the shelves, his feet treading the familiar path to the spot of the book. He came to stand in front of the series that Levy adored – the one in which he had left both the note that started it all, and the note to ask her to be his girlfriend.

He pulled another note out of his pocket and slipped it in the first chapter of the book, and then turned on his heel to meet Levy at their table, his heart pounding in his chest.

This was it.

He set the book on the table and then snuck up behind Levy, cuddling her from behind as she chatted with Lilly, who was making their mochas. As usual, her presence calmed him, allowing him to get his wits about him again. They gathered their drinks, saying goodbye to Lilly and then crawled into their booth.

Levy grabbed the book, sliding it across the table and smiling at his selection. "You picked our favorite!" she observed, her smile lighting up the room.

Gajeel just shrugged in response, "We haven't read it in a while, figured it would be a good idea."

Levy pecked a kiss on his cheek, "A great idea."

She opened the book, her face gaining a serenity that only books gave her. A calm washed over Gajeel as the familiar words of the book rang from her lips.

He laid his head on her shoulder, his eyes closed as he relaxed in her voice and the story it spun. Only a couple of pages.

His hand gripped his pocket.

He waited for her gasp when she turned the page before he moved. He slipped his hand in his pocket and pulled out the little velvet box.

Levy's fingers encased the little slip of paper, four black words printed on it in his handwriting, and she turned to him, her eyes shining. He could see the tears forming in the corners as he slipped out of the booth and got down on one knee, pulling the box open.

A glittering ring shown up at her, the glinting diamonds reflecting in her eyes.

"What do ya say, Levy?"

The book dropped out of her hand, her other one crunching the paper slip in it, as she flung her arms around his neck. "Yes, absolutely yes!"

He pulled back, wiping the tears from her eyes with his fingers, and then slipped the ring on her waiting finger. She opened her other hand to look at the crunched up note, smiling down at him through her glistening eyes.

"Gajeel, you really have a thing for anonymous messages."

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