She paced in one o the shadowed tunnels of the underground labyrinth but, it wasn't just any tunnel... it] was the tunnel that led to his chamber. He was handsome, seductive and had such an powerful voice. He had spirit and wasn't so easily blind to illusions made by others such as the princess. Yet she was confused. Confused, that this man would return her back to the opera house and help nurse her back to health. Throughout the time he has been living with them he had became a friend to all of them especially Wendy however Erza wanted nothing to do with him, yet she was less grumpy these days. She had devoted herself to her music. Her masterpiece. She wrote letters to the managers demanding that they prepare for her opera which will be preformed before the season's end. She threatened them, frightened them even going so far is to drug and kidnap Laxus, yet for some reason still couldn't get that raven haired man out of her head. So here she was pacing in the tunnel near his chamber. It was now or never, with a sigh she prepared to enter his chamber hoping that she wouldn't make a fool of herself but stopped herself dead in front of the doorway but before she could tun heel to leave a voice in the chamber caused her to stop in her tracks.
Gajeel was lying on his back staring at the ceiling listening to the sounds of footsteps pacing, he often thought "How long will she be doing that?" Soon the footsteps stopped pacing and headed towards his chamber when again the footsteps stopped right at the doorway, minutes passed and all was nothing but silence. Taking a deep breath Gajeel decided to stop the silence between them.
Gajeel: "How long are you planning on pacing and standing in the tunnel for?" He heard the sound of her footsteps come closer and her slow breathing.

Levy: "Is this a bad time?"
He turned his head to the side, their eyes meeting he did not know what the woman was about to say but he could clearly see that something was bothering her.
Gajeel: "I am not singing, if that is what you have come here for."
Levy:"I haven't come here to ask you to sing."
Gajeel lifted himself into a seating position, his legs and arms crossed, but his face clearly shown distrust in what she was saying.
Gajeel: "Then what have you come here for?"
Levy: "I have come to...apologize."
Gajeel raised his pierced eyebrow as if to say "Are you sorry?" this man was impossible. Here she was apologizing and yet he didn't believe her.
Levy: "Truth be told is that... music has and have been the only thing to bring me true happiness. And your voice... it is unique, if given time and proper training will become the opera's newest and greatest star attraction. I have been working on this opera for a long time and when I heard you sing that night I've never felt so inspired. I know I haven't been easy to get along with but I want this opera to be performed more than anything with you as Don Juan."
Gajeel looked at her, eyes searching for a sign that she was lying but found none. Her eyes were giving off an sincere look.
Gajeel: "That was the most cheesiest apology crap you said so far. I will continue my lessons once my voice is healed."
Levy smiled generally which then caused Gajeel's heart to race which then caused his face to frown, he turned around to lie back down on his bed.
Levy: "Oh and before I forget just call me Levy."
Gajeel: "I kinda like shortstuff better."
Levy: "My name is Levy!"
Gajeel: "I know but I like shortstuff better."
Levy turned around giving up even if she did try to convince him to use her name he would continue give her nicknames based on her size. Before Levy left the room Gajeel called out to her.
Gajeel: "You may have the pleasure in calling me Gajeel."
Levy rolled her eyes and left leaving Gajeel to wonder about his rapid heartbeat when the girl smiled.

Minerva tapped her foot on the ground impatiently as she sat and waited for Banaboster to organize himself. A week hd passed since their last encounter. A week since Minerva cut a deal with the investigator to learn everything that he was to search and give to Madame Strauss, and she was losing her cool. Things were getting complicated with keeping Madam Redfox behind bars, she had not expected for Gajeel to be gone this long. When she learned of Madame Strauss was seeking the aid of a private investigator, Minerva felt that at long last an answer to her prayers. But now that Banaboster was clumsily clearing out his desk.

Banaboster: "I do apologize madam but I wasn't expecting you." He picked up the pace, but Minerva gave out an irritated sigh.
Minerva: "Do you have any information at all Monsieur? I am a very busy lady."
Banaboster: "Oh yes Madam! Information that I think will be of interest to you."
She eyed the private investigator doubtfully yet waved her hand for the man to continue. Banaboster sat down on the chair opposite to Minerva, his papers lay on the brown rectangular shaped table between them.
Banaboster: I'm not sure you are aware of the connections that Madame Redfox has in society."
Minerva: "What sort of connections?"
Banaboster: "Huge. This is the birth certificate of the one and only daughter of Gabriel Butterfly."
Minerva: "And?" She didn't know where this conversation was leading.
Banaboster: "Well you see around 25 years ago Monsieur Butterfly's daughter was in a marriage that was down upon from both him and his late wife. Nobody knows how the girl met Metalicana Redfox."
Minerva: "What are you saying?"
Banaboster: "That Metalicana and Verona Redfox's son Gajeel Redfox is the living breathing grandson of The aristocrat Gabriel Butterfly. (Sorry, but I wanted to make this as dramatic as I could) The marriage between the two was never accepted by the family and the girl was shunned from both the parents and society. 5 years later Metalicana died and left Verona to care for her son and soon after the Butterfly's seized the land and sold it forcing their daughter and grandson off the property."

Minerva: "Tell me about the grandson's connections to the Butterfly's? Was his mother disinherited from the family?"
Banaboster: "From the conversation I had with the Butterfly household, apparently not. Monsieur Gabriel never changed the will, all their riches would be passed down to thier daughter and then to her son. Madam Redfox's only child. Gajeel Redfox."
Minerva stared at Banaboster with wide eyes, Gajeel was rich man. He had a fortune. From the looks of it he wasn't even aware of it.
Minerva: "What of Monsieur Gabriel? I've heard rumors that he had fallen ill."
Banaboster: "Sad, but true. The household informed me that the aristocrat is bed ridden and is believed that he won't make it to the rest of the year."
Minerva's thoughts was filled with the idea of owning all the Butterfly's money.
Banaboster: "And that's not all. I've learned that Verona Redfox had two older brothers who died tragically and her mother killed herself when she found out. Basically, not only does the Redfox family receive the Butterfly's wealth but also the land and titles."
Gajeel was rich. Filthy Rich. Stinking Rich. He was nobility. And he was unaware of it.
Minerva: "Does Madame Strauss know?"
Banaboster: "No, I am expecting her later today. Shall I tell her the same news?"
Minerva: "No... in fact don't tell her anything. Tell her you were unable to find anything but will continue to look into it."
Banaboster nodded his head and watch the princess stand up and pace across the living room of his home. Gajeel was wealthy. Really wealthy. A man with a fortune and future. Minerva knew that one day she would have to marry in order to bore an heir but decided to wait another 5 years before taking such a commitment. Yet now... Gajeel seemed to be more then what he appears to be. To think she was just interested in sleeping with him. Suddenly thoughts of their married life swarmed her mind. Their honeymoon. Them sharing their first kiss to one another. Gajeel above her and below her completely naked. Their child. A raven haired green eyed child. Her heart raced at the thought but that had never happened before. Not once had Minerva thought of a married life with a man. Her heart never had raced at the thought of a man. Memories of his smiles, his body everything. It was now clear. Minerva had fallen in love but she shook her head doubtful. Lust. That is what it was just lust. But first she had to figure out what to do with the imprisoned mother.
Banaboster: "Madam? I know there have been reports of Madam Redfox and her son last seen at the opera house-"
Minerva: "Forget the mother. Direct all your attention on the whereabouts of her attractive son. Find me her son and I promise you Banaboster you will be handsomely rewarded."

Minerva left the mansion and climbed into her carriage with a gleeful look on her face.
Driver: "Home, madam?"
Minerva: "No, dear sir, we have some shopping to do." She said grinning but her happy grin turned dark and sadistic.
Minerva: "I have a wedding to plan."

(Author Note: Hopefully this chapter will help move the story along.
Spoiler Alert: My sister came up with name Gabriel from her favorite show Miraculous, and I came up with the last name Butterfly from my favorite show Star vs The Forces of Evil. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and enjoying the story so far.)