Levy stood anxiously, fidgeting with the silver chain of her handbag. It's almost time, she thought, he should be here any minute. She bit her lip. Was this all a mistake? Would she end up making a fool of herself? Levy felt uncomfortably conscious of all the couples promenading past her into the restaurant ahead. She felt alone and very, very out of place.

At least the restaurant was nice. Well, nice was a bit of an understatement. The Dragon's Head was absolutely exquisite. It was on the port side of Magnolia, right on the coast. The whole structure stood on thick wooden stilts with the ocean quietly lapping below. Somehow little islands had been constructed around the wide wooden pier, and on them were low-hanging trees with expansive branches. The trees were woven with golden flickering strings of light lacrimas, which gave the entire exterior a subtle magical feeling. The restaurant itself was a one-story square building adorned with red glowing lanterns and an open roof, so even if you were inside you could still see the stars. Levy had no idea how Mirajane had ever found such a gem of a restaurant.

Levy was relieved that Mirajane had also insisted on such formal attire. At first she was doubtful of her baby pink to-the-floor length gown, but now she was thankful that Mira seemed like she knew what she was doing for once. She almost shuddered thinking about that afternoon. Who knew Mirajane could become so ferocious during shopping? Levy was still embarrassed to the core when she recalled the poor sales woman's face after she had gotten in Mirajane's path to the sales rack. Reminder: never go clothes shopping with Mirajane Strauss ever again, she thought grimly.

Where is Gajeel? He should be here by now! Levy thought. She opened her hand bag, distressed, and pulled out her watch. He's two minutes late! she realized. The doubt her head grew. She looked so stupid, standing there alone! I should just go. This is a waste of time. It was nice to hope, but he isn't coming. Taken with sudden determination, she spun and tried to start walking, but was abruptly slammed into something very hard. Levy took a step back slightly and realized that she had run into something white. And… buttoned? A shirt? Her eyes traveled upward onto Gajeel's grinning face.

"Now where did ya think ya were goin', Shrimp?" Gajeel asked, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Levy felt goosebumps form all the way down her back.

…

"THAT'S ALL YOU TOLD HIM?!" Mirajane flailed her hands wildly. Under his jacket, Laxus clenched his fist. They were currently in cramped storage room inside the Dragon's Head.

"Yes, Mirajane, that's all I told him! Now stop screaming, I swear to Mavis! We're in a restaurant!" he gritted his teeth, "Besides, it turned out completely fine! Look, there he is."

Mira turned her head to peer out of the window to where Levy had been standing awkwardly a minute before. A large Gajeel was now beside her, and she could see Levy's smile all the way from where she was. Mirajane unconsciously gave a little smile of her own, but immediately fixed it back into a frown. She gave a large huff.

"Yeah, well, that was lucky. There was a good chance that he wasn't going to come considering that you didn't tell him anything!" Mira reprimanded Laxus.

"Give me a break! You started freaking out after one minute!" Laxus replied, rolling his eyes.

"He was two minutes late, Laxus! Two minutes!"

"Yeah, two minutes! Are you even hearing yourself?"

Mirajane looked above dramatically and muttered something sounded a lot like "men" to Laxus.

"Now don't start sounding like Ichiya," Laxus cautioned. Mirajane repressed a laugh. Instead, she gave a dramatic annoyed sigh. Laxus and Mira fell into silence as they watched Levy and Gajeel stroll towards the entrance of the restaurant.

"How did you manage to get a reservation to this place anyway? I heard it's booked solid," Laxus asked suddenly.

"Cashed in a favor, that's all," Mira said simply, slightly startled. Laxus quirked one of his thick blond eyebrows.

"What kind of favor?"

"Nothing special…" Mirajane replied tersely.

"What kind of favor?" Laxus turned fully to her.

"What's it to you?" she murmured uneasily and gave a small step back, "It's none of your business." Laxus stared at her intensely for another minute.

"Fine. I guess it's not." Laxus looked back out of the small window. The tension between them grew. Mira bit her lip.

"Well…. If you have to know.. Jason's cousin runs this restaurant. I promised Jason a little spread in the Weekly Sorcerer if he could get a table open tonight. That's it." Laxus slammed in his large first on the wall. "What?" Mira pestered him.

"I hate that you model."

"What?... Why?" Mira asked, confused.

"It's just….."

"It's just what?"

"Nothing. Nevermind." Laxus walked a few steps to the door of the storage closet. What was it to him if Mirajane wanted to show the world what she looked like with practically no clothes on? It wasn't his business.

"Laxus! Where are you going?" Mirajane said. What is this, an interrogation? Laxus thought.

"Levy and Gajeel are probably almost ready to order. We have to go through with the plan, remember?" Laxus reminded her. Without waiting for an answer, he opened the door and left the room.

…

Gajeel sat down stiffly at the table their hostess had lead them too. It was one of the outdoor tables, on the edge of the pier. He could easily see the dark water splashing on the side of them, partly illuminated from the golden lanterns above. Levy primly pulled out her chair and sat down across from him.

Gajeel realized he was staring again. He realized that he hadn't really stopped since he saw her at the front of the restaurant. He couldn't take his eyes off Levy. She had done something with her hair, it was tied back in a simple knot at the top of her head, and her beautiful chocolate eyes were heavenly in the soft light of the restaurant. She was enchanting, even more than usual. Damn, I should have pulled out the chair for her he thought. That's what gentlemen do right? Gajeel didn't know. But everything about Levy made him want to become the perfect gentleman, or anyone remotely good enough to be by her side.

"This reservation is for Mr. and Mrs. Redfox, correct?" said a strangely familiar voice. Gajeel looked up to see their massive "waiter" and barely suppressed his snort.

Mr. Wreyar, as his nametag read, was a large man who barely fit into his uniform. He had an obviously fake mustache that stretched across his top lip and an odd head of brown curly hair. The scar going down the right side of his face was visible however. Mr. Wreyar seemed to be slightly grimacing. Gajeel peeked at Levy to see if she registered who their waiter was too, but her face was aghast, her mouth opening and closing slowly like a fish.

"Yah, it is," Gajeel answered in his gruff voice, raising his eyebrows at Levy. What was up with her?

"Are you ready to order your drinks?" Mr. Wreyar asked. His voice was unnaturally high and he smiled tensely. Levy snapped out of her daze after a minute and grabbed the folded menu in front of her.

"I'll have a Flaming Lily, thank you," she said, folding the menu again after barely giving it a glance. She gave an embarrassed half-smile.

"Wait - Shortie, are ya sure ya want that? It has a really high-" Gajeel began.

"Yes, I am sure," Levy glowered, her cute lips pouting, "And don't call me Shortie."

"That's perfectly fine," Mr. Wreyar assured her quickly, "And for you Mr. Redfox?"

"I guess I'll hav'a Fire Ale," Gajeel shrugged. The Flaming Lily is really strong, isn't Levy kinda a lightweight? he thought. She's probably gonna be drunk off of just one.

"Thank you, your drinks will be here momentarily," Mr. Wreyar wrote on his notepad.

"Mister, how long have ya worked here?" Gajeel questioned him with a smirk.

"Uh- well- um…. It's been a very long time.. It's uh hard for me to remember," Mr. Wreyar stuttered.

"If ya don't mind me askin', what job did you have before this?" Gajeel smiled. Levy giggled. So she does know what's going on.

"Yes, sir, I can't help but feel like I've seen you before," she nodded solemnly.

"Er- well.. That's very possible considering….I used to work at…..." Mr. Wreyar hesitated.

"Ya used to work where?"

"I used to work at the um.." he stammered further, "the.. The… the… Magnolia Post Office!"

"Of course! The Post Office! That must have been where I've see you!" Levy threw her hands up in mock realization.

"Um yes.. I used to work at the Post Office," Mr. Wreyar emphasized, "Anyhow, I have to go, I have more tables to attend to!" He shuffled away. The second he was out of earshot, Gajeel and Levy burst into laughter.

"I never thought I would see the day when Laxus would wear a fake moustache!" Levy grinned, "I wonder how Mirajane convinced him to do that..."

…

"And? How'd it go?" Mirajane asked as soon as Laxus was back in the storage closet. Laxus tore the wig off, seething.

"I swear they were messing with me!" he ripped his moustache off, "HoLY MOtHeR oF MaVIs! That f*cking hurt!" Mirajane rushed to his side.

"Laxus! What are you doing?! You still need that! They only ordered drinks! You still have to give them the drinks and whatever food they order!" Mira protested.

"I don't have to do anything!" he retorted, "Here! You wear the moustache!"

"Laxus that makes no sense!" Mirajane tried to be serious but couldn't help but laugh.

"This is stupid! I'm done with your crazy matchmaking games!" Laxus yelled and stormed out of the storage closet door.

"Wait! Laxus, please don't go!" Mirajane called after him, "I'm sorry!" He's such a child. She frowned.

A/N: HEY GUYS! Wow it's been a while, in fact it's been exactly 7 months since I last updated. YIKES. I'm so sorry guys but I genuinely forgot about this story... I also used to be very involved with the Fairy Tail Fandom, but I'm regrettably not anymore because the anime ended (for now let's hope *fingers crossed*) and I admittedly I just got a little bored. But I'm going to try harder than ever to update this story for you guys, even though I have a soul-crushing amount of homework daily and finals are coming up. Everything is worth it though when I read your reviews and people favorite this story. It honestly gives me the best feeling possible. Shout out to AwkwardToffee for giving me the motivation to write another chapter. I love reading what you guys think. THANK YOU AND UNTIL NEXT TIME!