This is Bfly with my newest story! I still don't know where this will be going, so please bear with me! This is my take on GajeelXLevy, so please enjoy! I wanted to explore Levy's Fairy (aka destructive) side so I hope I did ok.

DISCLAIMERS: I DO NOT I repeat: DO NOT own Fairy Tail….darn T_T

And Lily's speech on how to start the game is largely taken from Wikipedia's page on eight ball and can be found at .org/wiki/Eight-ball

At the edge of a town named Magnolia, there was the loudest, most insane, drunken, fighting guild to be found. This guild was named Fairy Tail. Did fairies exist? If they did, did they have tails? A never ending adventure brought the mages of Fairy Tail together. Today at the guild, a certain newcomer was feeling very bored. The male was tall, well built, and very intimidating. He had long, black hair, cold, red eyes and piercings all over his face and arms. This was the iron dragon slayer, Gajeel. Next to him sat a very small, cute, furry cat. The only flaw in this cat was a scar on his left eye. This was Gajeel's companion, the exceed Pantherlily, or Lily for short. The two were an unusual and inseparable pair.

"I am so fucking bored," said the iron mage as he sighed. "Why the hell is Salamander out doing a job for? I need to kick some ass!"

Lily looked at his counterpart, "He's out helping Lucy pay her rent. Why not try something different for a change?"

As a sign that some otherworldly being actually exists, Jet and Droy came up to the iron mage's table.

"Yo!" said Jet, with his trademark hat and too long tooth.

"Iron Gajeel, why so blue?" asked Droy, whose hair he really didn't quite understand.

"Tsk, I'm bored as hell and that damn Salamander is AWOL" he complained to the two men who had just sat down at his table.

A couple of months ago this conversation wouldn't have happened. When he was a Phantom Lord Guild member, he had beaten the shit out of them and their female teammate, Levy. He had crucified them on a tree in the Park, and marked Levy with the Phantom Lord's insignia. When Phantom Lord was disbanded, he had nowhere to go. Master Makarov had asked him to join Fairy Tail, the very same Fairy Tail that he had come to hate in Phantom Lord. Obviously, this did not sit well with Jet and Droy, and they had called him out when he was going to a mission and ganged up on him. He hadn't fought back, hell they deserved to kick his ass, but the little blue haired mage just stood there, refusing to join in and asking her teammates to stop. Unfortunately, things got worse when Laxus showed up. Damn bastard had barbequed him. What surprised him the most was that Team Shadow Gear had voiced an objection to Laxus' ways. And when he saw that bolt head straight for her, he didn't think, he only reacted. He took the hit for her. Apparently this single act lessened Jet and Droy's despise for him, and they eventually got on speaking terms, especially after he and Salamander had teamed up to take down Laxus. So now they were friends, sort of.

"Well, Droy and I were going down to the rec room and shoot some pool. Wanna join?"

"It'll be a 2-on-2 match. Jet and I vs. you and Lily."

This sounded like a challenge to Gajeel. He smiled widely and looked at Lily. "You wanted to do something different."

"That I did," said Lily as he got up from the table and followed the three men.

Levy closed the book she had just finished. It ended in a cliff hanger, as the female protagonist was rushed to the hospital. Now she had to get the last book of the series and see if she survived. Of course she survives; she's the main female character! She stretched her body and yawned loudly. She had spent most of the day in the library, and was surprised that she didn't have any interruptions. Sure, Lucy was gone on a job with Natsu, Gray, Happy and Erza, so most of the really loud people were gone. This also meant that Lucy wasn't here so she could talk about the book. Oh why did I have to finish it so quickly? Her stomach growled. She had neglected feeding herself again. She headed out of the library and looked for her two best friends, Jet and Droy. She didn't see them, so she headed to the bar and ordered some food. As she was eating, Mira came to her and asked her what she wanted to drink.

"Some pink lemonade please."

"Coming right up!" said the pretty white-haired mage.

"Hey Mira, have you seen Jet and Droy today?"

"Hmm…" Mira gave Levy her juice, "I think I saw them with Gajeel and Lily. They were headed down to the amusement center."

"OK, thanks Mira," she said and drank her juice. They're probably playing pool. She got up, and headed downstairs and saw the three men and the cat (now as tall as them) playing pool. She got excited! She had always wanted to learn how to play pool, but she really sucked at it. Jet and Droy had promised to teach her, and have only done so once. Maybe they'll be willing after they had finished their game. She headed up to the guys.

"Hey guys! How's it going?" she said happily.

"L-Levy?" said Jet.

"Hey squirt," responded Gajeel as he lined up to take a shot.

"Afternoon, Levy," said Lily.

"Weren't you at the library reading a book?" asked Droy.

"Oh, I finished it already," she answered. "Are you guys going to have time today to teach me how to play?"

"UH-"articulated Droy spectacularly.

"Well, actually Levy, this was our last game and Droy and I were planning to-"

"-clean up our apartment," Droy helpfully added. "We've been busy with our recent missions and have let the place go."

"Oh," her face fell. Gajeel looked up. This was the fifth game they had played and they never mentioned anything about leaving anytime soon to clean up their place. He saw the sad look on her face and decided, eh what the hell. He had nothing better to do anyways.

"If you want, I'll teach you after this game," he said.

Her face instantly lit up as she smiled at him. He really didn't have time to register her look as his eyes were immediately drawn to the two guys shaking their heads and making throat slicing motions with their hands like a couple of idiots. "What the hell?" thought Gajeel. "Really? Thanks Gajeel!" said a gleeful Levy.

His attention went back to the short girl as she smiled at him. He blushed, "You don't have to get that happy," he muttered.

She sat down on a nearby stool and watched the men finish their game. Apparently both teams were tied. Lily smoothly placed the eight ball in the corner pocket to insure his and Gajeel's win. After their defeat, Jet and Droy left Gajeel to his doom.

"Do you think we should've warned him, explicitly?" asked Jet, a little worried.

"Well, we did try. I just hope he survives," replied Droy. "We might as well go clean up our place."

They walked to their apartment partly because that's what they had told Levy and partly because they were afraid to suffer Gajeel's wrath after realizing the threat they had left him with.

"So, have you played before?" Gajeel asked the tiny girl.

"Jet and Droy had tried to teach me once before," she told him.

"So what did they teach you?" asked Lily.

"Um, you hit the white ball-"she said as she placed her index finger on her lips and tried to remember what they had taught her.

"The cue ball," corrected Gajeel.

"Right, so you hit the cue ball with the stick,"

"The cue stick."

"Yeah, and try to hit the other balls into the holes-"

"Pockets."

"Would you stop that?" said an annoyed Lily.

"What? I'm making sure she gets the lingo right," said Gajeel.

"You're being an ass," retaliated Lily.

"It's ok Lily, I don't mind," said Levy.

"Anyways, since you got the idea of it, let's see what you can do. Lily, rack the balls up."

Lily grabbed the triangular rack while Gajeel started to collect the balls from the pockets and handing them to little cat. All the while, Lily was explaining what they were doing to Levy, "To start the game, the object balls are placed in this," he pointed to the triangle, "triangular rack. The base of the rack is parallel to the end rail, which is the short end of the pool table. You try to get the top ball centered on this spot, called the foot spot. The order of the balls should be random, with the exceptions of the 8 ball, which must be placed in the center of the rack, which is the middle of the third row," he said as he placed said ball into position, "and the two back corner balls one of which must be a stripe and the other a solid," he pointed at each corner. "The balls in the rack are placed so that they are all in contact with one another," as he proceeded to press the balls together from the back of the rack toward the top.

"Did ya get all that, bookworm?" asked Gajeel.

"I think so," she said.

"Good, I'll have you set up next time. Now I'm going to break. You place the…" he held the cue ball meaningfully as Lily rolled his eyes.

"Cue ball," answered Levy.

"Right," he grinned at her, "you place the cue ball anywhere you want inside the 'kitchen'" as he pointed out the area behind a line on the table. He placed the cue ball on the table. "Place both feet on the ground, your dominant hand on the butt of the cue stick and your other hand you extend on the shaft to help you balance. And," he moved his right hand back and with some force hit the cue ball, hit the balls that Lily had set up, scattering them around the table. He handed her the cue stick, "Here, your first lesson is pocketing as many balls as possible."

She took the stick, cue stick she reminded herself, from Gajeel. She mimicked Gajeel's stance, took aim of the 1-ball, which was lined up with the left side corner pocket, pulled back her hand and hit the cue ball as hard as she could. She missed pocketing the 1-ball, so she moved to where the cue ball was and aimed for the 4-ball. Levy was so engrossed in her task that she failed to realize that the solid yellow 1-ball had bounced off the rail and sailed straight into Gajeel's face. He barely had time to recover when the solid purple 4 ball went sailing past him. What the hell? He thought as he and Lily took cover by overturning a pool table. The other people who were in the rec room fled up the stairs into the bar. What have they unleashed!

Inspiration for this story is the fact that I tried to learn to play pool in college, but was so bad at it that my friend who was teaching me told me to just quit. I wasn't destructive; I'm just really, really bad at it! Please review!