[A/N] New chap! Sorry for the wait, Christmas y'know. But to make up for it, it's a little longerthan usual and I've almost completely re-written chapter 2. I've added a scene, changed some awkwardness. Hopefully its better, I'd be very happy if you re-read it and tell me what you think! :D [A/N]

The guild went uncharacteristically silent as the door closed behind her. No, it was not because she was covered in a weird substance, like green goo or anything, not because she had something in her face and she had most certainly not forgotten to put her pants on this morning. No.

The reason everyone stopped their talking, squabbling and fighting was because of the person she arrived together with.

And unmistakably, wearing the exact same clothes she had been wearing the day before, much to Jet and Droy's demise.

Their jaws dropped to the ground, as Fairy Tail members they were all gifted with great and colorful imaginations, and their imaginations surely went wild at that moment.

People stared in silence, the atmosphere feeling so different than usual. It was so alien, ominous and unnatural with the guild being so… noiseless.

Some looked undeniably skeptical, others amused.

And Gazille couldn't fail to see a certain barmaid smirking behind the bar counter in a way that made him feel very, very uncomfortable.

Who knew what went on inside that devilish mind of hers?

Levy on her part didn't even notice that portentous smile of Mira's because she was busy looking at her own two feet. Feeling so discomfited with the whole situation she didn't dare to meet anyone's eyes.

Fuck this, Gazille thought clenching his fists to take rate to ask what everyone's fucking problem was.

Just when he was about to do it, Mirajane popped up right under his nose, taking him completely off guard.

When did she…? Shit… She's fast!

Immediately she turned her beautiful face towards Levy.

"Everything alright, Levy-Chan?"

Her smile… It truly was horrifying Gazille thought.

"Y-yeah, I'm just fine" she stuttered, not quite prepared on Mirajane's sudden assault.

"Good"

Nodding estimating, she turned to face the Iron Dragon Slayer.

"And how are you Gazille?"

What the hell?

Confused all he managed to do was looking down on her, speechless and slightly gaping.

But worst of all, he did something so unnatural and uncharacteristic that the witnesses barely could believe what their eyes gazed.

Gazille wasn't frowning!

The surprise knocking him off so bad that he even forgot to look all pissed and scary.

"I'm going to take that as a yes." Mirajane gave off the most dazzling grin, tilting her head to the side.

"Then I'm done, for now." She happily strutted back to safety behind the counter; smiling as if nothing weird was going on at all.

Devilish woman.

"Eh, not to be rude or anything" it was stripper by the bar, bare-chested (at least something normal to balance out this freaky morning)

He looked at them with furrowed brows, anxiously tapping his fingers on the counter.

"But what's the deal?"

Before they got a chance to explain themselves, loud screams of despair cut them short.

"LEEVYY!"

The two remaining Shadow Gear members had at last gotten over the first initial shock of seeing their beloved Levy enter together with someone they felt an equal amount of hate for.

Both men, cried out in unison. "LEEEVYY!"

"Where've you been?" Droy came up by her side, grabbing one of her hands.

"Why are you coming here together with him?" Jet continued, claiming the other.

"What did he do to you Levy?"

"Where did he hurt you?"

"G-Guys no, I'm totally fine. Nothing…"

Ignoring her attempts to answer, the two youngsters turned to look at a still puzzled Iron Dragon Slayer.

"You've done it this time Gazille, we'll never forgive you for having hurt our Levy!

Gazille snarled, forced back to the present as he heard someone calling his name.

"What are you talking 'bout shitheads?"

"You hurt Levy, you're going to pay!"

"What? I haven't …"

"Save it, we won't believe in your lies so just admit it already!"

Jet gave off his most intimidating glare. Do I need to tell how very ineffective that was against the self-proclaimed master of frightening stares him self?

These idiots…

Chanting to him self in his mind that he has to stay calm, there's no reason causing a scene. (Well, more of a scene than it already is.)

Or rather, there's no reason killing off these guys in one single blow.

He had to remind himself that not everyone could take a hit from him and live to tell the tale.

"Then how come she disappeared last night, no one knowing where she went, and the next day she arrives her together with you? That's highly suspicious!"

Droy's eyes were determined, set on Gazilles's, and filled with so much anger.

The night had not worked wonders on him, not making him any more patient or tolerant at all. So as it was, it still wasn't one of his stronger points.

Still chanting, massaging his temples trying to resist all urges and impulses to punch the guy. (That would probably make him go flying straight through the wall and beyond)

To someone, somewhere he must have done something really bad to deserve this (oh well, actually he could think of a few wishing him all the pains and disaster in the world but…)

Point being, this was hell to him.

First having to deal with last night's hardships, and now this?

He had not signed up for this shit, being attacked by crazy Barmaids, accused for all kinds of crap. And not to forget this crazy messed up cross-examination he suddenly found himself in!

Annoyed and tired, he growled at them.

"She was fuckin' drugged."

A collective gasp went through the guild as those words left his pierced lips.

"So you drugged her and when she was at her most vulnerable used her? BASTARD! WE'RE SO GONNA KILL YOU THIS TIME! UNFORGIVABLE!

"Of all the stupid idiots and…" he continued grumbling things that are not well suited to be retold or re-written.

…That stupid plant man…

Truly trying to stay lenient, but they were pushing all his buttons and now the exact thing he'd tried to avoid last night was happening in the exact way he'd predicted it.

As expected, they didn't even give him a chance to explain things, quickly jumping to conclusions and assuming he was the bad guy.

He grunted angrily.

Alright, so he was no saint or anything, but still! He was actually trying very hard to be a good guy here goddamn it!

But before he got the chance to let off some steam and rearrange their faces, Levy butted in, raising her voice for once.

"Enough, it wasn't like that at all!"

Stomping her foot in the ground, but still not confident enough to lift her stare from the floor.

"Then, what exactly happened last night?" It was Lucy's concerned face that met her eyes as Levy forced herself to lift his head and meet those eyes.

"Um, actually… Well what happened was..." Levy lost her trail.

What would be the best way to explain things to make sure they wouldn't misunderstand, she wanted Gazille to step in here and explain things the way it was.

She wasn't hundred percent sure really so…

"I saved her sorry ass from those creeps who drugged her, and then I brought her home."

"As in home… your home?" Lucy looked wide-eyed at them. Clearly that couldn't…

"Yeah"

Oh god… Levy hid her face in her hands, cursing him in her mind for bluntly blurting it out like that.

At times like this it'd been extremely convenient to have a magic that could mentally slap people.

A unified "Ooooh" went through the guild.

"So, he saved you from some thugs, and then brought you to his place?"

After Natsu's clarification, the mood in the hall changed completely.

Smirks and snickers replacing the previously shocked and worried emotions.

"I guess." Levy fidgeted with her fingers nervously. Not enjoying the direction that this conversation was going.

A moment of quietness… It felt like forever for Levy who just wish that someone could say something. This was just nerv-wrecking. Not knowing in what way they'd taken the information given.

But soon she'd regret wishing for someone saying something as Fairy Tail's famous S-class equipment mage Erza Scarlet broke the silence by saying something truly disturbing.

"Gazille"

She got up from her chair, approaching them threatening while pulling out her sword.

"For his your own good, I hope you did nothing to take advantage of Levy in her current condition, executing indecent and impure acts towards her."

"…"

"Because then I'd be forced to take actions that'll result in you… loosing some precious limbs."

Gazille noticeably paled at that declaration, and for the second time that morning lost his frown uncharacteristically.

His mind indeed wandered back to last night, recalling situations that absolutely could be considered both "indecent and impure".

"E-Erza, of course he didn't!" Levy took a step forward, placing herself between Gazille and the Scarlet-menace.

Her voice unstable and shaky, her face and ears was burning hot, and still eyes locked looking down on her feet in shame.

"Oh, so you were in on it? Then I guess that's alright." Sheeting (don't know the spelling sorry) her sword she stopped her threatening walk.

This time it was Gazille's and Levy's turn to drop their jaws.

"N-NO!" She shrieked in embarrassed frustration.

"I'm saying that, that's not…" Flushing madly, her face was now competing with Erza's hair in color. Things were definitely getting out of control here.

"NOOO!" Jet and Dray started screaming out in agony as they clinged on each other for support

Erza quickly silenced them with a well-controlled punch each. (She didn't want to miss anything)

The boys passed out, almost no one took notice to that since they were all to busy looking at the new "couple" with grinning faces and mischievous smirks.

Almost crying, Levy hid her face in her hands again, and poor Gazille was just standing there flabbergasted and confused.

How the hell had this happened? Moments ago they had been accusing him for rape, and now…?

Nut jobs, crazies, idiots and weirdoes all of them are. Fairy Tail must surely be some sort of cover up for a mental institution or something.

A hard knock on his back snapped him back to reality.

It was that guy Elfman that'd walked up from behind unbeknownst to him. Probably during the time he was out of it.

"I trust you treated her like a real man!"

"Look I…"

"Oh, I bet he is real gentle when it comes to things like that" Mirajane casually stated while wiping a glass clean with a towel.

"Most men that appear rough-mannered and harsh are usually the most passionate and tender when it comes to love."

Devilish, devilish woman!

All eyes turned to Gazille.

With fascination and inquisitive looks they eyed him as if to judge whether he was plausible to be a gentle lover or not, causing more than one of the female members of the guild to blush in embarrassed excitement.

"RAAARGH!"

He'd had it, now someone was going to get hurt!

But again, before he got to beat somebody up, someone said something so truly disturbing he could not let it pass by.

"Oh my, he seems veeery rough indeed."

Very pleased with his joke, Natsu banged his hand on the table, laughing out loud.

In comparison to the two idiot-jerks of Shadow Gear, this guy would probably, possibly, maybe survive a blow from him. Not that he was considerate about for the time being.

All he cared for was to make Igneel's brat stop that dim-witted stupid laughing.

He cleared a path through all the people, knocking them over in his state of rage and frustration that had been building up inside him since yesterday.

Now letting all the aggravations out as he marched towards an unprepared Natsu, still on the floor wiping a tear from the corner of his eye.

Just at the right moment, he noticed the angry fellow Dragon Slayer as he charged him with a clenched fist.

Rolling out of it's way Gazille hit the spot that the Fire Dragon Slayer been positioned at merely a second ago.

The fight didn't last for long, having Erza getting between them.

"Natsu, stop it!" Lucy groaned, she really had to put her all in to be able to just hold him back, even with the help of Gray.

"LET ME AT HIM, JUSTBRING IT!"

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When the fight finally had settled, taking the combined strength of several members too succeedingly separating the two Dragon Slayers.

With a heavy sigh, Levy slumped down alone by a table feeling unbelievably worn out. (At least she didn't have to deal with Jet and Droy for now, since Erza considerably enough had knocked them both a little uncouncios)

"Huuuh~"

*Yelp* Levy immediately sat up straight, finding herself staring into a pair of incredibly large breast.

"Lucy-chan!" she gulped nervously.

"So" Lucy started slyly, taking seat opposite of Levy.

"Care to tell me what really happened last night?"

"Lucy-chaan! I tell you, nothing…!"

"Well, you did place yourself in harms way for him. Erza is not to take lighly, no!"

That said based on personal experiences. The pillow-fight that had almost killed her for example, she shuddered at how naïve she had been, oblivious to the mortal danger she'd placed herself in back then.

"Oh, I get it! You didn't want him to "lose his precious limb" of course!"

"LUCY-CHAAN!" Levy was now officially REDDER than Erza's hair.

"Don't have to get so upset about it, I'm just teasing you. Although it's a little suspicious how caring you seemed to be of that… "

Grinning she put her chin to rest against her hands and tilted her head to the side.

"But honestly Levy, what happened last night? You just disappeared from the guild, we assumed you'd gone home early but you weren't there in the morning so…"

"Well… That's the thing I don't… I don't actually remember much last night at all. Ehe~"

Rubbing the back of her head, smiling nervously.

Lucy's expression changed slightly, her smile becoming slightly more smug.

"But you do remember Gazille saving you?"

"Y-yes, sort of, vaguely but it's there."

"And you woke up at his place?"

In his bed to be more precise, but that she wasn't goona tell her.

"Eeeeh~ Then that means anything can have happened in between there."

"Don't look at me like that, it's not entirely my fault my memory is failing me. I got drugged, remember?"

"Oh look at you, all blushing like that. So cu-ute~"

"S-stop it!"

Angrily glaring at her friend, she huffed and then it came back to her. That fretting feeling of not knowing.

Levy's heart was racing. To be honest she wasn't actually sure exactly what had happened last night, her memories were kind of, well non-existent on that part.

And Gazille had been awfully vague about it, not willing to tell her any details at all.

Biting her lip, and looking so distressed Lucy couldn't bare to mock her about it.

"You know, there's one thing you can do to solve this little problem regarding this blackout thing."

"What?"

"All you have to do is ask Gazille what happened, he was there too I'm sure he can fill you in."

"Actually, I did ask him this morning but he didn't seem to want to talk about it he sort of… brushed it off or what to call it."

"Well you just have to be a little persistent."

"Uh-huh."

"You see, it's the same with Natsu. He can be so dead-on set on something it might seem almost impossible to get him on better thoughts."

"Like when I wanted him to go shopping with me, for a change we actually got paid for the job done and I had some to spare after paying my rent."

She shifted position with her hands, Levy listening carefully, didin't want to miss the moral of the story.

"I needed some new stuff since he keeps breaking them, though being reluctant at first, after a long time of convincing I actually managed to get him to come with me and even carrying my stuff."

Lucy looked incredibly proud over that feat, and Levy was in truth impressed. Forcing Natsu to do something he didn't want to. Wow. That truly was a feat Lucy!

"You're right, all I have to do is try harder, I can do this!"

Levy lifted her hands in determination; this mystery was to be solved in no time. She can't go on living with a whole night missing in her head.

"Yaay, way to go Levy-chan!"

"But don't forget you'll have to tell me all the juicy details of your nightly adventures together!"

Giggling ,Lucy covered her mouth with her hands, in return, Levy's mouth dropped, and so did her confidence.

"D-Don't even joke about things like that!"

"Well, what if it turns out I'm not joking? After all, that could be the reason Gazille doesn't want to talk about it."

"You know, because he's embarrassed!"

That caused Lucy to giggle like a lunatic, having the a mental image of Gazille being extremely embarrassed, blushing like a school-girl madly in love.

"Ha ha ha, really Levy-chan, if you can make Gazille go like that it'd be priceless."

Wiping tears from her eyes Lucy had to take calm down and have some deep breaths.

Levy did too, but not because she was laughing her lungs out. Something was off with her heart.

Every time his name was mentioned it would skip a beat, and afterwards refusing to slow down again.

"Nightly adventures"

Blushing again Levy slammed her head down on the table.

Ohh, and just what is wrong with her heart now?

[A/N] I can't help it! I just love torturing him! Poor Gazille, I promise to write you more cool in my next/other fanfictions. Pfft~

But now, will Levy come to terms what's wrong with her heart and will Gazille finally get some rest and get to be a little cool next chapter? :D [A/N]