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. Obsessive Impulsive . 19

Full Summary: “‘I’ve been trying to find you alone for weeks, but you’ve been avoiding me.’ He clicked his tongue, as if scolding her. 'I tried approaching, but you always had someone with you to give me nasty words and looks. They turned you against me, Miss Levy.’"

Pairings: Gajeel x Levy

Warnings: I strode for a darker fic again. This is not for sensitive readers. Violence, stalking, etc.

Author’s Note: This is a very, very twisted gift for Bubbles, who has not been allowed to so much as read a single chapter. This will update every other day.

"Home sweet home," Levy murmured as she stepped into Gajeel's home for the second time. She rubbed her sore shoulder, eyes darting this way and that as Gajeel nudged her further inside and kicked the door shut behind them. She was exhausted after the last twenty-four hours and just wanted to sleep.

Gajeel nudged her gently. "Ya can use the bed again. I'll hang out here-"

She latched onto his wrist. "Could you...could I sleep on the couch while you're...while you're out here?"

He blinked. "Ya can take Lily if he doesn't mind-"

"You can stay anywhere," Lily cut off Gajeel, shooting the bewildered man a glare. Gajeel shrugged. He didn't care where she stayed.

"Thank you." She rubbed her arm with care, making sure to not agitate her injury. She grimaced when it ached anyways and then turned her face to Gajeel when he grunted impatiently, waiting for her to go forward. "And thanks, Gajeel. For letting me stay here again."

Gajeel snorted and reached out to lightly ruffle her hair, not moving too quickly and keeping the touch gentle. "No problem, shorty."

She searched his gaze for a long moment, and sensing the need for privacy, Lily chuckled and quietly left the room. He lightly shifted his touch to her cheek, lightly skimming a thumb over the wound on her cheek. It had been lessened to a scar by Wendy and Porlyusica, and he frowned at how large it was. Suddenly, he grimaced and muttered, "Should've figured out how to get in sooner. Then ya wouldn't have had to get hurt."

"It's not your fault," she disagreed. "The whole situation was bad."

"And it ain't your fault either," he added, glaring and prodding her cheek gently. "Ya hear me?"

"I hear you, but it doesn't mean it doesn't feel that way." She pushed his hand away and looked away tiredly. They stood there in silence for a long moment, and then he suddenly dropped his head to rest his forehead on her good shoulder.

"Holy shit, Levy," he rasped. "You scared the fuck out of me."

She blinked at him in surprise, stiffened, but relaxed and hesitantly wrapped her arms around him, combing her fingers through his unruly mane of black hair. His hands came to rest on her hips and she smiled a little before mumbling, "I'm sorry, Gajeel."

He pulled back and glared at her fiercely through agitated crimson eyes after a brief pause. "Do it again and I'm gonna make Salamander's stupid self look normal when it comes to destroying things."

She smiled a little and then lost it. "Don't do that. Poor Lucy has enough to deal with."

Gajeel snorted and then rumbled something in Draconian. Levy flushed at the familiar soft phrase, with its crooned soft sounds and harsher vocals made for the mouths of dragons. Amused, she murmured, "You've turned into a sap, you know that?"

He pulled back slightly to glare at her. He said nothing, however, as she laughed softly.

But then her laughter turned to hiccuped sobs and her grip tightened on him. Seeking comfort, reassurance.

And he stood properly and tucked her safely to his chest, lightly tugging her back so he could sink to the floor with his back to the wall. She instinctively curled herself against him and he didn't so much as make a sound when she soaked his shirt with her tears.

Levy was nervous as the iron dragon slayer led her to the guildhall with a hand on her elbow and Lily on her head, gaze flickering around every now and then. Logically, she knew he wasn't there. Elroy was dead, his body recovered two days ago. She'd stayed in Gajeel's home for the time it took to recover from her physical wounds, enjoying his and Lily's presence.

Lucy had stopped by once, worried about Natsu and seeking advice. Apparently he'd finally been on his feet and had struggled, but walked. But she'd been concerned about her friend's attitude, which had been shockingly dark and vicious, constantly ready to fight - and not like normal, either.

Levy couldn't honestly say she remembered her instructions.

She'd zoned out a lot the past few days, thinking of the blood that covered her body and stuck in her mouth. She remembered tasting it on her tongue, the metallic taste coppery-

"Shorty," Gajeel rumbled, shouldering her with a gentle shove. She blinked, looking at him. He nodded in a direction and when she looked over, she saw that Mirajane was waiving, looking a little concerned. Levy hastily beamed at her and waved back before looking around for two certain mages.

"They left for work yesterday," Lily said apologetically. "Jet and Droy wanted to get you something and didn't have the money for it. They said to tell you they'll be back in a few days."

"Oh." Levy furrowed her brow, and then jumped nearly six feet in the air when a pair of arms threw themselves around her. Gajeel snapped his jaws warningly as Juvia squeezed her tightly, smiling brightly.

"Levy!" she gasped, "Juvia was so worried! How are you feeling?"

Levy smiled genuinely for the first time in a while and hugged her back. “Fine," she lied.

"Don't fuckin' lie, Levy," Gajeel huffed. He looked to his friend. "She's been wakin' up screamin' since she got back."

Juvia flinched. "Oh. Sorry," she murmured.

Levy glared at her sort-of boyfriend and turned back to Juvia. "It's fine. He is right though. I've been having problems sleeping."

Juvia's face softened and she gently said, "Juvia thinks you should try having someone you trust sleeping with you. Juvia does that with Wendy when Juvia has a bad experience on a job. It helps Juvia sleep. Lucy maybe, or even Gajeel." This she added slyly with a look at the glowering iron mage.

Levy giggled at their bickering and then said, "I'll try it. Thanks, Juvia."

Juvia hummed. "No problem. Do you want to sit with Juvia and Gray?"

"Sure," Levy agreed. She cast a quick look at Gajeel. He jerked his chin towards where Gray was patiently watching.

"I'm gonna go talk to Gramps," he muttered and then stalked off without another word.

Levy watched him go with a frown. "Lily-"

"I'll keep an eye on him," he promised, flying after the iron dragon slayer. Levy watched them go, and then looked up when Juvia touched her shoulder. Her eyes warmed, a deep oceanic blue, and then she guided Levy over to where Gray waited, letting anyone who approached say hello and express their relief.

When they reached the table, Gray lifted a hand lazily. "Hey, Levy."

"Hi," Levy said softly. She dropped into the seat across from him and Juvia planted herself at Levy's side. The water mage looked happy, Levy noticed, as she exchanged a look with Gray.

"How are you feeling?" Gray asked.

For some reason, Levy suddenly felt angry. "I don't know why everyone's asking me that," she huffed, glaring. "How do you think I'm feeling? I kissed the guy while he was trying to stab me with a pair of scissors so he would be distracted and then murdered him. So you tell me!" She spat the words, making sure to keep her voice down so everyone didn't hear.

Juvia and Gray stared at her with wide eyes and Levy felt a little twinge of guilt in her chest for her snappy comment. Their mouths were dropped open, shock clear in their gaze. And then Gray leaned in, dropping his voice.

"Levy," he said quietly. "You did not murder him. You are not a murderer. You had no choice. It was self-defense. He was trying to kill you. Any of us would have done the same in your situation. So stop thinking that it's turned you into something you're not. A murderer is someone who kills other people for no reason without remorse. You are a good person who works to help others. You are not a murderer, nor are you a horrible person for using whatever method of distraction that was necessary."

Levy stared at him with wide eyes. With a small smile, Juvia leaned in and touched her shoulder lightly. "You're our nakama," she said softly, lightly squeezing it. "You are our family, Levy. This...event doesn't change anything about you in our eyes. You are still our Levy. Okay?"

Tears rose to her eyes. "I killed him. I watched his...his blood…"

Juvia drew her in for a tight hug, cooing softly to her in comfort, and Levy wrapped her arms around the water mage with a small sob.

Gray rose to his feet, inclining his head towards where Gajeel had gone. Juvia nodded, understanding; Gray was going to warn Gajeel of what had happened so the iron mage didn't go psychotic on them.

Gray left and Juvia tightened her grip around Levy, murmuring, "You have Juvia's friend Gajeel now, okay, Levy? He will make sure it doesn't happen ever again. He cares for you a lot."

"I know," she whispered against Juvia's shoulder. "I think I love him for it."

Juvia smiled kindly and stroked Levy's hair soothingly, ignoring the staring they received.

"Juvia's sure he feels the same."

"The Council won't bother Levy about what happened," Makarov was saying. Gajeel's crimson eyes were locked on him, impatient. "They understand what kind of trauma she must have gone through. I saw the scene." He shook his head.

Gajeel growled. "She'll be okay. She's strong."

"I never said she wasn't, only that she's been through an experience that would have driven even myself to tears." Makarov sat back, furrowing his brow. "The Council identified Elroy. His true name was Mikael Pervour. He was from the country of Seven. There's currently a warrant for his arrest there. Apparently he was suspected of quite a few accounts of first degree murder."

Gajeel stared with wide eyes at the guildmaster. Lily was tense on his head. "You're...serious?" the Exceed grunted, shocked. "He was…"

"Damn, she's a magnet for trouble," Gajeel grumbled, scowling. "Out of all the fucking people she could attract…"

"She managed to attract you," Lily said thoughtfully.

"Again. Out of all the people she could attract."

Makarov chuckled and smiled a fraction. "If you think she'll be okay, then I'm sure she'll be fine. Merely keep an eye on her, and-"

The door flew open and Gray scuttled in. Gajeel and Lily gave him suspicious looks, having left Levy with him. Rubbing the back of his head, Gray shoved a hand into his pocket and said, "Levy's fine. She's upset, but she's fine." His gaze flickered to Gajeel. "I think she needed someone to snap at her. I think we've kind of snapped her out of the little trance she was in."

"You did?" Lily said, surprised. "What did you say?"

"She thought she was a murderer," he said simply, "so we told her she wasn't." He paused. "Gajeel, did you know that when he was trying to stab her with the scissors, she kissed him to get him to stop for a moment so she could take them herself? I think it was bugging the hell out of her. I think you should probably have a word with her about it and everything that happened. Bottling everything up won't help her."

Gajeel stared wordlessly at the ice-make mage. Makarov made a sympathetic sound and said, "Thank you, Gray."

He shrugged. "At least I didn't try to shake sense into her. Natsu's methods aren't exactly pleasant."

They'd all dealt with Natsu shaking sense into them. It rarely worked and they usually ended up with whiplash.

"Gajeel, go and speak with Levy," Makarov somewhat ordered. "Lily, I have a favor to ask of you…"

Gajeel left his cat in the office with Gray and slid out of the room. He found Levy, drinking quietly from a cup of tea as she spoke with Juvia. Juvia was smiling gently, careful not to move too quickly or do anything that would startle her. He hated that it was necessary, but was grateful for his friend's thoughtfulness.

Grunting, he did something he hadn't done in quite some time.

He grabbed her by the back of her shirt, lifting her into the airborne. She nearly spilled her tea, shrieking in surprise. "Gajeel!" she shouted, and he carefully plucked the tea cup from her fingers, handed it to Juvia, and swung the bookworm over his shoulder. "We're goin' on a walk," he told Juvia.

Juvia giggled. "Be back before supper. Mira's made something yummy tonight."

"Got it."

"Put me down!" Levy wailed as he made his way outside. "Gajeel, I'm serious!"

"So am I, and I ain't puttin' ya down, shorty." He smirked a little, tightening his grip on her. "You can squirm all ya want. I'm not lettin' ya down."

She tried to kick him, but he just grabbed her leg and refused to let her, smirking to himself. "Nice try, shrimp."

They earned strange looks as they went down the street, but no one stopped them, some even recognizing them and smiling behind their hands.

Finally, things were going back to normal.

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