An Iron Galaxy. ¤ Gajeel Redfox Love Story

Vol 2. No Longer Strangers. #3

Later that day, after dropping of her new clothes and after changing into something new and fresh, Amy heads out towards the guild hall for lunch. If she is correct, Mirajane will be making her delicious stew with forest boar. Just thinking about it makes Amy's stomach growl.. After all, she did lose a little too much weight again. Having a bowl or two should do the trick.
She enters the guild and quietly walks through the dining hall, to meet Mirajane. "It's good to see you again, Amy. I just started making stew, wanna join us?" She smiles at Amy. "Yes please! But I need to see Makarov first, have you seen him?" Amy asks politely. Mirajane is thinking, she takes a few seconds to answer before she tell's Amy that she can find him in his room.

Amy knocks on the door of Makarov's room.
"Come in, Amy Stone." Amy enters, she bows politely.
"I'm back, Master."
"Did you have a good trip? You've been away for a few good months now, am I right?" Makarov gestures to a chair in the room, inviting Amy to sit.
"Yeah, but there was something up with that last job though.."

After Amy explained what she dealt with while on the job, Makarov insists that she let go of what happened, carrying over the responsibility on Makarov. He explained how he will contact the counsel in order to further aid the village. By the time they rounded up the conversation, Mirajane walks in.
"Amy, are you coming? Stew is ready!"

Mirajane always saves Amy a seat upstairs, where she can eat in peace.
"Are you sure you don't want to sit with the others downstairs for a change?" Mirajane asks when she fills a bowl for Amy.
"Yeah, I'll be fine." She replies. "I always prefer to eat quietly, you know." Amy takes over the bowl from Mirajane and starts walking.
"Aah, just like Gajeel! He's upstairs too."
"Gulp!" Amy starts to feel uncomfortable again.
'Gajeel.. is he quite the loner too?'

"Oi, Gajeel! Get your face downstairs already and fight me!" Natsu screams from downstairs.
"Shut up you hothead! Let me eat in peace for once, you damn flamethrower." Gajeel replies highly irritated. Amy continues taking her dinner upstairs and takes a seat at the table near the window, which is way across the floor from where Gajeel is sitting.. She's overwhelmed by the butterflies. In the corner of her eye, she can see Gajeel eating his meal. Amy decided to take out her sketchbook to take her mind of these feeling. She starts to doodle, lost in thoughts, not even realizing that what she's doodling, is a picture of Gajeel!

"Wow, Amy! That looks just like him!" Amy screams, throwing her pencil around the second floor.
"MIRAJANE?! W-Where did y-you come from?! H-How long ha-have you b-been s-standing there already?!" Amy quickly shuts her sketchbook, ashamed and scared of what Mirajane might be thinking of her.
"It's really good Amy!"

"Oi.." A heavy male voice speaks. Amy looks up, but as soon as she does she starts to blush. It's Gajeel!
"Is this yours?" He's holding Amy's pencil. The look in his eyes gives Amy even more butterflies.
"Y-Yes.." She reaches out to her pencil, touching his hand as well. She lingers and looks up from the pencil to Gajeel. His expression doesn't seem to change, he has this mad, gazing look in his eyes. Amy's heart is pounding so rapidly, it hurts a bit. She snaps out of it, grabs the pencil from Gajeels hand and leaves the building as fast as she can. Leaving Gajeel and Mirajane questioning what happened.

Mirajane looks at Gajeel and pulls up her shoulders. She clears the table Amy sat on and finds her sketchbook.
"Oh, I should return this to her." But Gajeel becomes curious.
"Let me see that!" And he grabs Amy's sketchbook from Mirajane's hands. Mirajane can't seem to help it either and together they check out the doodles Amy drew.
"My, my. It's obvious she had spent a lot of time with Reedus. This is really good!" Mirajane is absolutely impressed.
"Oh, look! A drawing of Lisanna, Elfman and me! How accurate." When she turns a few pages over they arrive at the new drawing of Gajeel.
"Oi, she.. drew me?" He says, but it doesn't sound like he's at all impressed. He just takes the sketchbook in his hands and judges the drawing.
"Hehe, she's so hopeless." He grins and presses the sketchbook into Mirajane's hands.