So, I was reading my past fanfics, some unpublished Naruto randomness that was ABSOLUTELY HORRID.

Grammar mistakes, comma overload, and total monotony of sentences! I was like, "Was I this boring back then?"

And after almost hurling while reading the fic, I decided to heal myself with some pure GaLe goodness. I just love that couple. Plus, this idea just bloomed into my head. It might be a little cliché, but to be honest, sometimes I enjoy that. And, I get to be my ridiculous, crazy, fun-loving self while I write it! What's not to like?

Because I like funny little events that will eventually string together into a nice fluffy story. So, maybe as a reader, you like that too?

Plus, a lot of GaLe High school fics are from LEVY'S point of view, since it's probably easier to describe her feelings. But this will be MOSTLY from Gajeel's point of view, just to mix things up. Plus, he's a character you don't really get into much, right?

I used 'plus' twice in that paragraph...

One last thing- this fanfic starts at Gajeel's Phantom days, since I thought it would interesting to describe him in a rough, dingy, badass school. It's a bit of a slow beginning.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fanfiction!

Mistake.

That was what it was.

A big, fat, hulking mistake, with a capital M-I-S-T-A-K-E.

The day 14-year-old Gajeel Redfox had graduated middle school, he had declared a choice to the world. The moment he had exited the doors of Magnolia Middle on the last day of school he had flung his diploma up into the air and held his arms out wide. With that, he opened his mouth. He had shouted which high school he had wanted to attend, out of many in Magnolia.

He could have picked Crime Sorciere High. The noble yet mysterious school that ranked 3rd place in the city, known best of all for their extremely high test scores.

Blue Pegasus High. An academy specializing in etiquette and manners training to help teenagers become young ladies and gentlemen, ranked 5th place.

Quattro Cerberus High. A rowdy school with stellar athletes that dominated and crushed the competition. Ranked 6th place.

Lamia Scale High. The school excelled at speech and debate, and was very fluent with words. It stood at 4th place in the city.

Sabertooth High. A well-rounded school doing well in almost everything, from academics to extracurriculars. It ranked at 2nd best.

And, the top academy in Magnolia, Fairy Tail High, was all of these fantastic schools rolled into one. Students worked amazingly well together, and won countless tournaments, sports games, and competitions. Their test scores towered over the rest. But the thing that stood out most about the high school was its tightly woven community. It was like the students were all best friends, and they all came together to create the number one high school in the city.

But... No.

Those excellent, top-notch high schools weren't good enough for Gajeel. He was a delinquent, a badass, and a troublemaker, and he did NOT want to attend some prissy high that scored best on tests. Gajeel liked danger, and adventure, and mischief. And he knew exactly where to go for that kind of action.

Then, as a huge smirk formed on his lips, he shouted his choice into the air, not knowing that it would totally screw his life up.

"PHANTOM LORD HIGH!"

"Ah, SHIT!"

Gajeel swore as he pulled a piece of charred toast from his smoking silver toaster. Apparently, three minutes was too long to try to toast bread. It burned his fingers, and he quickly transferred the toast to his mouth to eat it before it could destroy his hands. He glanced at the clock.

"8:49 AM. Still got maybe ten minutes until I gotta leave." Gajeel said to himself.

Blood was rushing through his veins, and excitement twinkled in his blood-red eyes. Today was, in fact, his first day of high school. But not at ANY high school. At the notorious Phantom Lord High, where nobody knew what kind of shit went down. All they knew that it was hell for good guys and heaven for delinquents and badasses. And that was what Gajeel was, so this would be perfect for him!

"Eh, better get going..." he said, reaching for his studded navy boots. Yanking them on roughly, he 'gihi'ed.

This was gonna be so epic.

After tromping through deserted streets and musty alleys, Gajeel had finally arrived on campus. His eyes widened at the sight of the school.

Phantom Lord High was... well... a MESS.

Faded graffiti was scrawled on the school's red brick walls. A huge clock was placed above all the front doors-it was cracked and broken. Empty beer and Red Bull cans lined the gum covered cement pavement. A sprinkling of rather dark-looking teens leaned against the building, smoking. The place was probably on the verge of collapse.

Perfect.

Gajeel's cracked lips split into a smile, and his pierced eyebrows creased with excitement. This was it! He was going to get into fights! He was going to make himself known in this ratty academy! He was going to FUCK SHIT UP!

A danger filled school like this one was just what Gajeel needed to quench his thirst for thrills. His fists clenched around the strap of his backpack, squeezing tightly.

"HOW SAD!" Someone moaned loudly from behind him, jerking the pierced boy out of his reverie.

Quickly, Gajeel whipped around, his hands balled and ready for a brawl.

He faced a huge boy with tan skin and a solemn smile. The boy was draped in an unnaturally large green coat, and wore a fedora of the same color on his head. Strangely, his eyes were covered by a white bandage.

Gajeel eased up. The guy standing in front of him didn't seem too malicious. He just looked kinda depressed, but in a sickening way. He was smiling, after all.

"Who're you?" Gajeel asked in a rough voice, wanting to prove his obvious manliness. He rubbed his muscular arms, flexing subtly. As 6 feet and 5 inches of tall, dark, and pierced, Gajeel WAS pretty scary. He looked like he could do some serious damage in a fight. Well, he didn't spend years going to the gym and fighting thugs in alleys to get nothing from it. Gajeel had lived a pretty rough life in a dangerous neighborhood as a kid. Knowing how to kick someone's ass was about as crucial as having food and water.

"I am Aria," the boy said, "and I find this all quite sorrowful..." Suddenly, tears began to stream out from under the bandage on his eyes.

"O-OI! Why're you cryin', ya freak?!" Aria sniffed loudly, and wailed.

''I feel sorrow for all the HEADS I AM GOING TO CRUSH IN THIS SCHOOL."

Gajeel smirked. Now this was a guy he could get used to. ''Do what ya want, but lemme let ya know you ain't crushin' MY HEAD. Nobody will." He said threateningly. The large crying boy smiled back.

"You sound strong. What is your name?"

"Gihi. Gajeel. Redfox."

"Ah... how sad... for you to have a name that sounds like death itself."

''I'll take that as a compliment." The pierced boy crossed his arms. "What's with the bandage, dude?"

''My eyes are sensitive to light. SORROWFUL, IS IT NOT? Yes, it is. But the cloth of the bandage is very thin, and I'm able to see through it."

"Hmph."

Gajeel turned away to face the school again. It was perfection. And maybe, with this possible new ally, he'd turn the whole thing upside-down.

He was going to collect the strongest people in this place, and rule.

A bell's ring cut through the murky air, signifying the beginning of the school day. Smirking again, Gajeel began to step towards the school in large, confident strides. With a strong hand, he pushed a front door open and sauntered right in.

The inside of the school looked even more severe than the outside. It was dark and dingy- the place was only lit by flickering ceiling panels that looked like they were about to give out. Grimy tiles lined the floor. Gum, cigarette butts, and other trash could be found in all the corners of the place. Menacing teens shuffled around, turning to look at Gajeel.

They gave him small smirks.

After all, Gajeel looked like one of them- strong, scary, and dangerous. His pierced face screamed rebellion. His red eyes tore your soul in two. His long mane of darkness made him look like a beast.

He was BADASS.

The students gave Gajeel subtle nods of acknowledgement, and shuffled through to let him pass. The pierced boy walked through them, his head held high and his brain exploding with confidence.

But one idiot had to ruin the entire thing.

He had a head full of scruffy red hair, and several scars on his face and arms. Sunglasses covered his eyes, and a black bandana was wrapped around his left bicep. Behind him stood a posse of about 4 guys, who looked extremely fierce. He stood tall like he was the shit, exuding dominance. The masses of teens began to stare uncomfortably at them.

Gajeel glared at him, his eyes saying, "You lookin' for a fight?" The dude glared right back, grinning mockingly.

"Well, look what we got here," he rumbled, crossing his thick arms, "a freshman punk." Gajeel's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously lowered his head. He was preparing for a brawl.

"Not many freshmen got the guts to waltz in here like they own the place, Bub. And they ain't trippin'. So get the hell off your high horse." He punctuated his sentence by shoving Gajeel in the chest.

HARD.

The pierced boy stumbled back a little. His crimson eyes glinted with anger. Who did this guy think he was, anyway?

"Get outta the way." Gajeel growled. The red-haired boy almost guffawed, and he began to rub his wrists.

''Pfft. Now you're givin' me orders? You really got balls, eh? Maybe I should teach you how things work around here!"

Suddenly, the boy punched Gajeel right in the nose, making his head whip back. His eyes narrowed in fury, and he could feel a tiny stream of blood trickle on his face. The dude smirked evilly, showing a row of disgusting yellow choppers.

''I'm King, Alex King. As the name says, I RULE 'round here. Any punks disobeyin' the King get a punch in the face. So you better know who calls the shots in this place."

It didn't take a second before Gajeel had punched him right back.

Gasps broke out from the other students. A crowd of teens circled them, watching excitedly. It was officially a brawl- once the victim hit back, it was all out war from there. And war was something Phantom Lord LOVED. It was a battle between the new freshman and King, the senior ''ruling'' the school.

Nobody had ever dared to fight the King. He had fists of rock, ones that would smash almost anything. The one person who was stupid enough to talk back to him once was beaten up so badly, he was hardly recognizable anymore. Yet, this brave freshman actually punched him in the face? It was amazing!

King quickly recovered from Gajeel's hit, and his eyes flashed with anger.

"Punk... Lemme show you again what happens to people who fight the King!" He roared, and delivered a rough uppercut. The punch was solid, and Gajeel had a hard time shaking it off. But now, he was in fighting mode. There was no way he was going to lose to some phony self proclaimed king.

Why?

Because GAJEEL was going to rule.

And the first step to that would be getting rid of the old ruler.

His fingers curled into fists.

"Bring it, BITCH."

Gajeel lunged at King, giving him a jab in the side of the head. He dealt another blow to his stomach. King's flames of fury burnt hotter, and he began mercilessly boxing Gajeel's ears. It hurt like hell, but the pierced boy was soon able to block the punches with his hands. A quick duck let him escape King's rage, and he swiftly kicked him in the leg. But the kick didn't do much except irritate him even further. King yanked the neck of Gajeel's shirt and held tight as he beat him again. With a fast movement of his arm, King had thrown the pierced boy into a set of lockers.

"CLANG!"

As soon as Gajeel's head collided with the lockers, he swore in pain. That had hurt like a mother! Dazed, he sank to his knees.

''Now ya know, you little freshman," King growled, "now you know not to fuck around with me!" He balled a fist, getting ready to deal the final blow and win the brawl.

Gajeel's vision was blurred, but he searched his surroundings for something, anything, anything useful to fight with. Utilizing what was around him was one of the only ways he could escape this victorious.

Then, his sights fell upon a blackened iron pipe...

His gloved hands reached out fast, and grasped the pipe tight. King was charging at him, so he had to move quick. Gajeel hefted the weapon, and gripped it like a baseball bat. With a roar, he swung the pipe at King's head.

It hit with a thundering crash, and Gajeel could hear something cracking as the weapon made contact with King's face. He jerked back, and mumbled something incoherent. His eyes were unfocused, and he collapsed on the ground a second later.

unconscious.

Loud gasps erupted from the battle-watchers as they stared in disbelief. A FRESHMAN had come, and defeated KING, the ruler of the school? How strong was this new guy?!

Gajeel breathed heavily, and rested the pipe on his shoulder. His nose was still bleeding, and he could feel a bump on the back of his head where he had smashed into the lockers. But that didn't matter.

He had won!

The other students stared at him in amazement. They probably couldn't believe that the dude they had feared and respected had gotten creamed by a 15-year-old newbie.

Gajeel was jumping for joy inside, and his ego had inflated to about the size of a bus. But, his outside remained deathly calm and menacing. His eyes flashed challengingly to anyone who dared stop him. Everyone had gotten the message- Gajeel Redfox was BAD to the BONE, and anyone who tried messing with him would get an iron pipe up the ass.

Teens dispersed like curtains to let the pierced boy pass. He held his head high, and twirled his new weapon around. Looking at it some more, he realized it was a pretty good tool for fighting. It was light enough to carry, but heavy enough to deal serious damage. The iron pipe was a simple thing, and that was what he liked about it.

As he sauntered through, he heard another guy whisper something in another guy's ear.

"Ku... KUROGANE."

Almost a year passed, and Gajeel began to make a name for himself as he had promised to at the beginning of the school year. Around Phantom Lord, he was known as "Kurogane" or "Black Steel." The black iron pipe Gajeel had defeated the King with was what he was most known for. It was usually in his hands or stuffed in his backpack when he came to school. Nobody dared approach him-he was way deadlier than King ever was with that pipe in his possession.

Gajeel had also created a group, or a posse of some sort, to hang out with. It was composed of four uber-scary teens.

Aria, Gajeel's 'acquaintance' from the first day of school, was actually brutally strong. He was a pretty huge guy, after all.

Totomaru, a teen that could work a sword like nobody's business. Gajeel and him had fought before, and Totomaru's strength with swords almost matched Gajeel's iron pipe wielding skills.

Sol, a creepy looking French guy who was extremely flexible and limber. His nearly rubber body had wiggled him out of fights all the time.

And finally, Juvia, a girl who smelled like rain and sadness. She seemed incredibly depressed and in need of a friend. One day, Juvia was swimming in Phantom Lord's pool, and another guy had tried to jump her. She was like a mermaid in water-she swam away so fast. Eventually, she had pulled a water hose out on the dude and sprayed him to the ground. Her quick thinking had impressed the other members of the group, and they offered to let her join.

These four teens were badasses, just like Gajeel. He didn't consider them friends, just people he tolerated. But their company was actually okay sometimes.

Gajeel was leaning against the wall of the school one dark afternoon, drinking some Red Bull, when he heard his name being called from the school's loudspeakers.

"Gajeel. Gajeel Redfox. Come to the office.'' A static-y voice rumbled from all around. The other students of Phantom Lord high looked at Gajeel uncertainly. Usually their principal, Dr. Jose Porla, left them alone and let them do whatever they wanted. It was out of the ordinary for him to actually be paying attention to the students.

The pierced boy's face stayed emotionless as always, and the cold sheen of his metal piercings made him look almost unreal- more like a robot. Swinging his dreaded iron pipe over his shoulder, he began to stride to the principal's office, with students parting around him like the Red Sea.

"Ah. Gajeel. Come in."

Gajeel stared blankly at the doorknob to Dr. Jose's office. With an almost mechanical movement, he gripped it and twisted it to open the door.

A dark looking room was revealed to his eyes. The walls were a deep, velvety red, mixed with a few stripes of plum purple. Black wooden bookshelves lined the place, and in the center of the office stood a tall desk. Dr. Jose was sitting in a leather chair facing away from the door. How very mysterious of him.

Gajeel grunted to alert the principal of his presence.

Quickly, the chair spun around, showing none other than the principal of Phantom Lord High himself.

Dr. Jose always wore a strange purple hat, one similar to that of a jester's. He had long maroon hair and a sharp-looking mustache. He was a big fan of purple, because almost all his articles of clothing were in that color.

The principal smiled darkly at the pierced boy, his thin purple lips stretching. That was a smile that could creep out even Gajeel. He had seen Dr. Jose many times before, but it sent shivers up his spine every time he set eyes on the man.

"You've become quite infamous at this school, Gajeel."

Shit, I'm in trouble for beating up all those people with my iron pipe, eh? Gajeel thought. He was still carrying the weapon he was most known for, and his fingers tightened around it.

"I've seen everything. The brawls, the fights, the scuffles. I. SEE. EVERYTHING." Dr. Jose said.

Gajeel gulped.

"You know, that pipe is quite amazing. May I see it?" With an uncertain glance, the pierced boy handed it to him.

"Marvelous,'' Dr. Jose said as he rolled it around, "the perfect balance of heavy and light."

Gajeel wasn't sure what the hell the principal was thinking. Did he call him all the way here just to marvel at his iron pipe? What did Dr. Jose really want?

The principal gave the weapon back, and Gajeel felt safe once again as it was in his fingers.

"But, you are not here to show off your well known fighting tool, Gajeel." He said, answering the pierced boy's mental question. Gajeel grunted questioningly.

"Yes. You are here... for something much more important."

Dr. Jose opened a drawer in his desk, and picked up a thick vanilla folder labeled, "Project F".

"Project F?" Gajeel asked, raising a studded brow.

"Yes." He set the folder on the desk and opened it. "Project FAIRY TAIL."

The pierced boy's eyes widened. "Fairy Tail Academy?" Dr. Jose's grin grew, and he began to stagger the papers in the folder, revealing several pages of photos and information on the school.

"You've been here for almost a full year, Gajeel. You've become one of the most feared names in the school as only a freshman. You represent the nature of our school- danger."

The praise from the principal made Gajeel smirk. "It's what I do." He said cockily.

"Indeed. Which is why you're perfect for Project Fairy Tail.'' Rummaging through the folder, Dr. Jose picked up a lone photo in color.

"You are aware that Fairy Tail Academy is the top school in Magnolia, correct?" Gajeel grunted in confirmation and disgust. He absolutely despised Fairy Tail Academy. The students in that place had their noses in the sky, and were probably always looking down on darker, less-fancy-pants schools like Phantom Lord. In Gajeel's opinion, they were just a bunch of stuffy nerds and prissy scum that wouldn't last a minute in a fight.

"Doesn't it make you... irritated? The students have their chests puffed out in pride, swaggering around like they're the top dogs? They're actually number one in all of Magnolia?! Well, it irritates me, Gajeel. Because those dogs are all bark and no bite."

Gajeel 'gihi'ed in agreement, and bared his sharp canines. He liked where this was going. Dr. Jose continued.

"I think those dogs need some... Obedience lessons." With a sinister chuckle, the principal handed the photo he was holding to Gajeel.

It was a picture of a young girl, with the most electrifying blue hair he had ever seen. It was short and wavy, and held back by a thick orange headband. Her eyes were a shining shade of hazel. A book was in her hand. She donned Fairy Academy's girl's uniform- a yellow vest over a blouse and a striped tie, along with a blue skirt and knee-high socks. She was kinda cute.

Gajeel made a "not bad" face, and turned to look at his principal.

"What's this?" He asked gruffly.

"Behold, Gajeel. The poster girl for innocence. We've been "examining" Fairy Tail Academy for a few months now, and we've picked up the identity of this girl. She's very weak, but extremely loved at the school. She's a genius as well- ranked number 3 in her class."

Gajeel's eyes flashed back to the photo, holding a new contempt for the blue haired girl. She was one of those high-riders who thought they were above everyone. Disgusted, he turned back to the principal.

"She's Fairy Trash. What do ya want me to do?"

If Dr. Jose's smile could have gotten any wider, his face probably would have broken in two.

"Why, Gajeel, I'm so glad you asked... You're going to HURT HER."

"But why should I waste my time beatin' a weakling like her?"

"Think. She's well liked at the school. If we target one of Fairy Tail Academy's most innocent girls, the school will go berserk when they find out we've hurt her. Also, we need to let them know..."

"Know?"

"Know that we SEE EVERYTHING. We are a school of danger. They need to know that we lurk in the shadows just to keep an eye on all of the schools in the light. They need to know that we are to be feared. We should be the number one school in Magnolia, all of our students are trained to FIGHT, for god's sake! And when this plan sends them into a frenzy, we're going to do what we do best and attack them while they're down."

"Playin' dirty?" Gajeel asked with a fanged smirk.

"It's what we excel at."

"Gihi. I like it."

"If you beat the person at the top, you take their place. You know that better than anyone, don't you Gajeel?"

He was referring to how Gajeel had dethroned "the King". Gajeel let out another dark chuckle, remembering the brawl with pleasure. Nobody fucked around with Kurogane Gajeel- the NEW King of Phantom Lord.

"We'll be the top Academy in Magnolia, Gajeel. The others will fear and look up to our power."

Gajeel's hand tightened around his iron pipe, wanting to smash it into something. He was so excited, his grip could have broken it.

''So, when do we start?"

"Tomorrow. The next school day, maybe before school. The target girl usually walks around alone early in the morning, near the library or the gardens." Dr. Jose pulled a large map of the school from the folder on his desk and handed it to Gajeel.

"Right about here,'' he said, pointing to a spot on the map, "is where you'll stage the attack. This is where everyone can find her, at this tree. Once you've beaten her, tie her there."

"Strung up like a piece of meat, eh?"

"Yes. And don't forget... The Fairies need to know who this lovely gift was from..."

"Gihi.''

"Take some paint and tattoo Phantom Lord's symbol on her stomach. That'll enrage those damn Fairies."

This plan was sounding even more fun by the second. Not the part when he attacked the weakling girl- but the raid they'd do on Fairy Tail Academy after. That was going to EPIC.

"Prepare for war, Gajeel."Dr. Jose said, crossing his arms.

"Hmph."

"You're free to go."

With that, Gajeel nodded and turned to the door. But, he stopped, seeing as he was forgetting something.

"What's the girl's name?"

"Levy. Levy McGarden."

It was early morning. The sun shone warmly over the roofs of Fairy Tail Academy. Birds flew overhead and chirped happily. Today, there were small white butterflies flitting around in the garden. The whole school was illuminated in golden light and happiness.

Who knew that such a dark figure was lurking around in the bushes?

That dark figure was Gajeel. Some of his spiky black mane stuck out of the greenery he was hiding in, but he was mostly unnoticeable.

"Gihi."

He had a bag of paint and some rope in hand, ready to carry out Dr. Jose's orders. His infamous iron pipe was strapped to his back. He observed his surroundings. Nobody was here. All he had to do was lay in wait for this Levy girl to come.

Suddenly, he heard light footsteps crunching on the grass. Gajeel peeked through leaves to get a closer look.

It was, in fact, the target- wild blue hair in a bandana, and carrying a book.

Gajeel smirked. Slowly, he took his black iron pipe off his back. Checking the area for other teens once more, he crouched...

And surged out of the bushes to attack.

And that's it for now!

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I apologize if you thought the beginning was slow. But it's necessary to build the foundation before I go onto the REAL GaLe goodness.

It'll come- probably in the next 1 or 2 chapters. Yeah.

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Okay this is getting weird. Sorry. But hope you've enjoyed. Bye!