The Attribute of Support

Summary: Since Levy, Gajeel has started reading, which means he has been learning, but now he knows.

Although watching Levy read was by far one of his favorite past times, doing so for more then 4 hours straight could get a little bit trying. But Gajeel was the kind of in-love dork that would be more tried by not being by Levy's side at every opportunity, so he had resorted to the mantra of "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em."

So now he was reading.

But he wasn't going to touch those decoding books that Levy read because truth be told, he still didn't understand her when she got into one of her talk out loud while translating something moods, (and just to be clear, yes, it did turn him on quite a lot), so he stuck with the books that described fighting, magic and weapons. After Levy and Lily, the heat of the battle was still his third love.

So it was on a nice sunny afternoon where Gajeel and Levy were outside in one of the nearby parks that Gajeel was leaning back on the orange and white checkered picnic blanket, scraps of Levy made iron scattered around his head like a halo and an empty picnic basket just an arms reach away, that Gajeel found himself reading a book comparing different types of magic fighting styles. He had one arm behind his head while the other was holding the book over his face, both as a shield from the sun and to read, of course. Levy was resting her head pleasantly on his stomach as she too had a book hovering over her face. Lily was curled up in the nook that Gajeel's and Levy's bodies made, snoring away after a feast of kiwis.

Gajeel had immediately flipped to the section, in his book, which talked about dragon slayer magic, and although it was very interesting, there was really nothing in the section that he didn't already know. Sad that he had gained no new insight on his own magical abilities he lifted his head a little bit to peek at the mop of blue hair. "Oi, how much longer will you be?"

"I only have a little over a hundred pages left," Levy mumbled as she turned a page.

Gajeel huffed in acknowledgement and used the now freed hand to flip lazily through the book he was holding. He saw card magic, celestial spirit magic, dragon slayer magic, ice make magic, plant magic, ring magic and… what was that? He blinked as he stopped on the solid script magic chapter. He looked down at Levy again before turning his eyes back to the chapter.

The chapter was split into two sections.

Gajeel's eyebrow scrunched as he read.

Script Mages tend to choose one or two attributes to base their script magic around.

Gajeel moved the book again to look down at the bookworm on his stomach before returning to his books with his eyebrows further pulled together.

The choice is most often made because the enhancement of script magic then becomes focused, quick, and powerful. However, like most attribution heavy magics, the ceiling for such magic comes just as quick and therefore, script mages will often choose another one or two attributes to support their base attributes. Anymore than four attribution magics will result in slow growth and deadlier consequences (See next section). The supporting attributes must be carefully chosen in order to counter attribute magic that would have a distinct counter advantage over the script mage's base attribute(s).

Gajeel thought back to other script mages that he had ever come into contact with. The first one had been Yomazu of Grimoire Heart. This definition fit that mage perfectly. He had only displayed two types of attributes in the whole time that they had fought and Gajeel could definitely say that powerful was a proper definition for the Orient Solid Script Mage. The second was Kareem, also a powerful mage that utilized again only one or two attributes in his script magic.

Gajeel look back at Levy whom shifted to look back at him, "What is it Gajeel?"

"It's nothing Shrimp, go back to reading."

Levy giggled, "You just want me to finish so that I can make you more iron."

Gajeel harrumphed and went back to his book as Levy shifted again over his stomach so that she was now face down, draped over him, and her stomach was pressed to his. "Stop that Shorty!"

"Go back to reading Gajeel," Levy giggled as she flipped a page.

Gajeel quickly scanned through the rest of the first section and slowed again when he got to the second section.

However, due to the flexible nature of script magic, choosing particular attributes to focus on is simply by choice and not necessity, which implies that no attribute needs to be chosen. Although uncommon, script mages may choose to wield most or even all attributes.

Gajeel recalled Levy and all of the magic that he had ever seen her perform. This sounded a lot more like the little mage being a nuisance on his belly right now.

However, such a choice is severely ill advised and commonly leads to an early death.

"The fuck?"

"Keep reading Gajeel," Levy hummed as she kicked her legs. Lily had been woken up by this point and was curiously shifting around so that he would be able to see what had gotten Gajeel's panties in a twist.

"How do you…?"

"I know my books better than the back of my hand Gajeel," Levy grinned as she flipped another page.

Gajeel turned his eyes back to the book.

Multi-attribute solid script mages must spread their focus over several attributes at once, practicing all of them in tandem in order to retain the skills. As can be deduced, this means that no one attribute can be mastered quickly and all attributes remain weak for a prolonged period of time, making the script user extremely vulnerable in the beginning stages of honing magical ability. Most who attempt to learn all attribution, all solid script mages in times of war, will be defeated and lose their lives in battle before any advantages to a strategy can be experienced.

Gajeel gulped and reached out a hand to run it through Levy's hair and she softly pressed her head into his palm as he gently messaged her scalp. He was nearly sweating buckets and shaking in apprehension as he read the passages. But the next diagram in the book made him stop.

The diagram was a simple graph displaying strength over time with a blue line for the type of script mage described in the first section. The blue line traced a sharp incline before a plateau, another incline, not nearly as sharp, before another plateau and one more very long and shallow incline before yet another plateau. A second line, red in colour, was associated with the script mage described in the second section. Gajeel's eyes followed the red line as it hugged the lower axis while the blue line climbed upwards, and just as Gajeel was going to lose his mind the red line suddenly slowly began to incline before it shot up and above the last plateau of the blue line.

However, if a script mage is able to perform all attribution magics and learn them well, they will also be able to affectively counter all attribution magics as well, making the mage one of the best weapons in all kinds of battle situation.

Gajeel had flashbacks of all the times that Levy had saved him, had saved others. She was able to jump into literally every situation and create a minor advantage and although she had never defeated the enemy by herself (yet), an advantage was all that her partner of the time had needed to finish the job.

"Shorty…"

"Yes Gajeel," Levy replied as she shut her book and rolled to look at him, her blue hair spilling onto the orange picnic blanket.

"What is this?"

"It's what you think it is."

"Are you insane? This… your bullshit could get you killed!"

"I'm still here."

"That is not the point Shrimp," Gajeel ground out as he lightly smacked the book against Levy's ass and she burst out in giggles, "There is a reason no one does this."

Levy shifted so that her body covered Gajeel's, her arms held her up on either side of Gajeel's head, and her face was hovering above his. Lily awkwardly floated to land on her back and coughed quietly, "Remember you are in a public park, think of the children." Lily had flash backs of arguments that the two had previously had with each other and cringed. Their destructive ability was nearly at Natsu's level when they got really heated.

"I'm a Fairy Tail Mage Gajeel, we're all a little insane."

"But," Gajeel murmured as he wiggled so that he could hold the book to the side of their heads and point to the beginning of the red line, "Look at this. This… this is so abysmally weak."

"Oh, I think you'll agree that that was definitely me."

"Shorty!"

"Do you remember what you said to me when you told me you wanted to be my partner for the S-class exam?" Gajeel nodded slowly, not knowing where Levy was going to go next with this train of thought. Levy lowered herself so that she was flush against him, her head on his chest, and gently brought her finger up to rest beside his on the red line. "This was me then. I was stuck here you know, I couldn't get myself out of the mind set that this was where I would stay forever," but then Levy continued to trace the red line, following it until it shot up, high above the blue line until it disappeared with the border of the graph, "But then you said you'd make me big."

Makarov had known long ago, the potential of Levy's choice, an S-class decision if there ever was one, but the push she had needed had come from the Iron Dragon Slayer whom had once brought her down.

Levy lowered her hand and wrapped it and the other around Gajeel's shoulders, "Thank you."

Gajeel set the book down and wrapped his arms around Levy's back still thinking of the red line, "I'll spend the rest of my life making you big."

Honestly, this is the most likely theory I have compared to all of the others. The others were definitely silly, but this one I think is sweet. The basic idea of this is not my own, a similar theory was posed for Tenten from Naruto and I drew inspiration from it. I do not own what I do now own.