Levy P.O.V

Friday after school

The thing I hate the most is me.

I looked out the rainy window, full of dew and fog. Everyone had already left, enjoying their Friday with their families.

Lucky Bastards...

I sighed as I stretched on my chair. I then grabbed my drumsticks from out of my bookbag and began to hit the desk.

"Shouldn't you be home?"

I immediately stopped beating the desk and turned around to face the person.

"Gajeel..."

The fear I once felt for Gajeel slowly subsided after that day at the party. He's been with the band for the past two months and became an essential member and a friend to us.

He slowly made his way to the desk beside me and sat down.

"What do you want?" I asked while placing a drumstick behind my ear, and twirling the other in my hand.

"Nothing..."

Spending time with made my feelings for him become as unclear as an abstract painting. I no longer felt fear, but a strange ache in my chest. His actions at the party changed my views on him, but knowing that he may or may not remember our earlier encounter, scared me.

We sat in awkward silence in the empty room. As the clock in the classroom ticked, I kept twirling my drumstick in nervousness.

"You don't remember me...do you?"

I then looked over to Gajeel in confusion. "What the heck are you talking about?"

"It was raining just like today..."

I placed my drumstick down and looked at him. He had his chin on his palm. He smiled at me slightly and continued, "It was 2 years ago."

I shook at the memories of two years ago. "I...I can't remember anything from ninth grade." Liar...

He smiled and slouched in his chair. "I'll tell you...if you wanna listen, that is."

I looked out the window to see the rain begin to pour even harder. "I've got nothing to lose, go ahead," I said while looking back at him.

Gajeel P.O.V

"It was 2 years ago..."

"Gajeel! Another's one's here!" yelled one of my crewmates.

As I sat on my throne, surrounded by damaged cars, I did a great smile and started to laugh. "Ge hi hi hi. Another fool to knock out, huh?!" I looked over to another crew member and asked, "How many does this make this week?"

"Fifteen sir."

I smiled and yelled, "Bring em in!"

As I waited behind the fence of the abandoned parking lot on my throne, I waited for the challenger to come in.

As I looked straight ahead, I grabbed the seat in excitement.

Who's gonna get crushed today?! Ge hi hi!

In moments, a shirtless woman with an open coat that barely covered her breasts, came into my sight. She had long blue hair that was kept to the side, loose but out of her face. On her flawless white skin, a long black tattoo that seemed to represent the darkness itself ran down the right side of her torso.

Her eyes were lonely and consumed with darkness. Expressionless was her face, but it was if her eyes were representing everything she felt.

I looked at her in surprise. I never expected such a beautiful woman to be my next challenger.

"Boss! She's pretty good looking," whispered one of my crewmates.

"Yeah, and get a load of those tits!" Whispered yelled another.

I looked at her and asked, "Why are you here, girly?"

She looked at me with a serious face while tilting her head and placing it on her palm. "Isn't it obvious. I'm here to do what every other person has failed to do."

I smiled excitedly at her threat. "Ge Hi. What's your name?"

"Ame."

I pushed myself off the throne and jumped down to face her. "Let's get to it then!"

I raised my fist to hit her, but she grabbed it, keeping me from hitting her. "Ge hi. Nice catch."

She then gave a light smile and punched me in the stomach.

As the saliva flew out of my mouth, I knew I was finally going to meet my match.

"BOSS!" everyone yelled.

I looked back at her and laughed. "What gang are you from?"

"None."

I smiled, amused at this fighter who fought for no one but herself.

"Those who have no one to fight for are weaker," I said as I tried to punch her face.

She quickly caught my fist again and stared into my eyes coldly. "No...I'm stronger because I don't need to waste my time protecting anyone but myself."

"You're a lonely one," I stated.

She stayed silent and continued to speak with her fists.

***

We went at it for about half an hour. Then, I was up against the wall. I was nearly finished.

"BOSS!"

"Finish me," I whispered to her.

"I don't work like that." She then turned to my crew and put up a fist. 

"Sorry Boss! We're out!" They yelled in fear. My crew then ran with their tails between their legs.

"Cowards..." I mumbled to myself.

She began to walk away and out of my abandoned parking lot. "Where are you going?" I asked, hardly breathing.

"Does it matter?" she asked while leaving.

Once she left, I was alone. I sat there, barely able to breathe, and had finally accepted the fact that I was going to die there.

I didn't know how much time had passed since she left, but it started to rain.

While I sat there in the rain, I heard footsteps approach me.

"Excuse Me...are you...okay--or alive?"

I looked up to see a very short girl with short blue hair. She had huge black glasses and she still had her school uniform on. She held a pink checkered umbrella, as she stood there looking at me.

I stayed silent and looked at her.

She reached into her book bag and took out a first aid kit. She then bent down and left a package of bandages on my lap. She carefully placed her umbrella over me, keeping me dry from the rain.

Why...? Why is she doing this for me?

The girl was about to run away, but I quickly called her over so she could take my jacket along with her.

I owe her my life...and I will protect her no matter what...

I looked at Levy as I finished my story, "I was never able to see her again...until now."

She clutched her fists angrily as she stared at the desk. "So you do remember...."

I nodded and looked out the window. "Looks like it stopped raining."

***

Levy P.O.V

There's was no use in hiding anymore. He remembered everything and even the stupid naive girl that saved him.

We walked out of the school building together, since the rain had stopped pouring.

"Levy, you wanna go somewhere?"

"Huh? I'm not-"

"Come on, it'll be fun." He grabbed my hand and dragged me to town square.

***

As I sat on the ledge of a fountain, I waited for Gajeel to bring me my ice cream. Why am I here?

"Levy!" he yelled while walking up to me. He then passed me my ice cream cone and sat next to me.

"So, tell me about yourself."

"Huh?"

"I told you about me. Tell me something about you."

I bit my lip. "Uh...like what?"

He then took a bite out of his cone and asked, "Hmm...how about you tell me why you become this when 2 years ago you were a cute and shy girl?"

"Cute?" I asked without thinking.

His face turned pink as he tried to find a way to cover up what he said, "Eh...uh...I mean...gezz..." He then began to rub the back of his head in nervousness.

I giggled as I replied, "Well...to be honest...the thing I hate the most...is me."

"Huh?"

"Yeah...well...more like my parents..."

"Why?"

"They're never around. They don't care about me, at all. I can go to jail, I can kill, I could die, they wouldn't care." I then finished the last piece of my cone and continued, "I hate them...but most of all, I hate me."

"Why...you...?"

"When I was younger, all I had was Lucy. My mom was never around, nor my dad. So I would sleep over at her place whenever my folks left. I loved Lucy and Jude...they were my family."

I looked up at the sky and continued, "My parents never loved me. They just had me to keep their fake relationship together." I then looked back at him and smiled, "I don't care though. Who needs parents when I've got you guys?"

I then grabbed my bag and stood up. "Well, thanks for the ice cream! Gotta go."

I began to walk down the streets to my empty, loveless home.