Hello, lovelies and welcome to my first of many Gajevy stories. This one is A/U, set in current times.

Levy is the local librarian and gets dragged out to a night on the town by one of her friends, Cana. Already have easily 100 pages written so looking forward to sharing this with you and hoping to hear what you think.

Thanks to my darling man for helping me with editing 3

Levy turned the heavy book in her hands, glancing at the small summary on the back real fast before placing it where it belonged on the shelf. At her side, a cart filled with various books, both hard and soft cover, were waiting to be returned to their proper places. Levy McGarden scanned the pile for any others that seemed to belong in the area before grabbing the handle and pushing the cart to the next section. The public library was deathly quiet, save for a few people who were tapping away at the available computers. The evening sun glimmered through the wide windows, breaking through the trees that surrounded the library and signaling the closing of another day. With a quick turn of her wrist, Levy glanced at her watch, seeing it was time to announce that the library would be closing in an hour. Abandoning the cart of returns, she walked over to the front desk, grabbing the intercom to give the message. At her words, already a handful of people gathered their things and headed to the front to take out the books they were looking over. With quick movements and a smile, she checked their books out for them, watching them leave. As the final one on the line departed, Levy noticed a brunette female waltzing in, her stride confident and like she was in control of the world. Cana Alberona walked right up to the front, bringing her sunglasses down a bit to peer at the tiny librarian, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. The blue haired girl had a feeling she knew what Cana wanted, a nervous expression crossing over her face.

"Evening, Cana, how are you?" she said, straightening some papers that were on the counter to distract herself.

"Stop being cute," she said with a chuckle, "you promised that once the weather was better that you would hang with me." Levy gave a nervous smile, moving to tidy up any spare books on the counter, keeping her eyes on her work.

"Well…. I have a lot of work to do." Cana let out a short laugh, recognizing that her friend was trying to avoid this topic once again.

"No more excuses, you need to branch out. You can't just know me all your life," the brunette said, watching Levy move to the cart of books. She began glancing at the titles and authors, moving them in some sort of order in the cart. "You've lived here for almost a year. You can't just know me, your landlord, and the grocer." Levy frowned without looking at her, feeling uneasy. With Cana, 'meeting people' meant going to clubs and bars. It was why she was avoiding this as long as she could. Her last excuse was that she wanted to wait for winter to be over, buying her quite a lot of time. Cana merely agreed due to saying she couldn't wear heels and a cute dress. If it worked, Levy didn't mind. Cana watched as the blue haired girl continued fiddling with the books, seemingly ignoring her. "Alright well I know this place is closing soon. I'll meet you at your place around 7:30 to get you. Be ready," she said, watching the shorter girl sigh. She grabbed her arm, pulling her into a hug, "You'll have fun, trust me." Pulling her sunglasses back into place, Cana turned on her heel, walking out. Levy watched her leave, her gaze going back to the books to see her hand was lingering on a children's book. It was a collection of a handful of stories. She read the list to herself: Rapunzel, Pinocchio, Snow White, and Cinderella. She had always loved stories like these as a child, but, like reality, once she got older and realized they were sugar coated from the true stories, it brought her a bit of sadness. Like now, she enjoyed how quiet her life was but in a sense Cana was right, she couldn't live in her sugar fairy tale all the time. She only wished that Cana enjoyed other things rather than clubbing. She knew she should at last humor her friend at least once, knowing she made her wait long enough. Her attention was brought back as someone came up to ask if she could help them.

At her top level apartment, Levy glanced at herself in her full length mirror, tying on her dark yellow headband with the loose ends falling over her left ear. She was wearing a dark yellow, short sleeved dress reaching just above her knees, the borders having black lace. On her arms starting just above the elbows were separate sleeves made entirely of the same black lace. She wore dark gray stockings with black boots that ended at her ankles, having only a slight heel. She glanced at her dresser, grabbing a black choker and tying it around her neck. She played with her hair a bit before hearing the bell, signaling that Cana was downstairs waiting for her. Her gaze left her image to glance at the stack of books beside her bed, knowing on a normal Friday evening she would be on an imaginary adventure in one of those. Her eyes came back to her reflection, shaking her head.

"If I don't do this now, she'll never stop," she murmured to herself before grabbing a small black purse with a steel chain as its handle, bringing it over her shoulder. She grabbed her keys, turning off the lights and locking up. She exited her apartment to find Cana standing beside her red, open top convertible. The brunette was wearing a black spaghetti strap dress that reached above her knees with black heels, making Levy feel even shorter than usual as she walked up to her.

"Oh, Levy, you look so cute!"

"Thank you. Where are we going anyway?" she asked while beginning to play with her hair in nervousness.

"You'll see," she replied as she opened the passenger door for her. Biting her bottom lip, Levy climbed in, instantly feeling trapped the moment the door was closed. She reached over, pulling the buckle over her chest, clicking it into place as Cana hurried into the driver side and threw the car into drive, bolting down the street. A small squeak escaped the blue haired female as she braced herself, grabbing the dashboard and door for comfort.

Tad short in the beginning but never fear, plenty more in the next ones. :)

Looking forward to feedback