I just felt like I had to do my own high school AU for Fairy Tail, based of course off the main Fairy Tail fic that I'm already writing. I have, of course, adjusted the ages of certain characters, since there are some that I really just want to put in the same class. None of the age adjustments are too dramatic, though, so it's not like Romeo and Wendy are in the high school classes with the rest of them.

It all begins with an unlikely case of transfer students. Oh, and I'm going to warn you now, but there's going to be innuendo and misunderstandings all over the place. Because that's what high school is all about, right? (Okay, honestly high school is hell on earth, but no one really cares about that part, right?)

Oh, and this is only partly an AU. Everyone's magic is pretty much intact. Dragon Slayers included. This is an 11th grade class, so everyone is 16-17. Which of course means that some of the interactions are going to be rather juvenile.

Because...magic teenagers in a magic high school.

How did I let him talk me into this…? That's about all I can think right now. Somehow, my best friend Sting managed to somehow convince me that this was a good idea. And this can't possibly be a good idea. My teachers always call me anti-social, so I doubt that switching schools is going to help at all. Of course, it doesn't help that Sting is always showing off his dragon slayer magic. Seriously…if it weren't for the fact that I can keep a lid on him, he probably would have blown up Sabertooth Academy by now.

The dark haired teacher turns to the two of us, Gryder, I think his name is. "Alright, would you two please introduce yourselves now?"

"Alright!" The blond idiot is a little too excited about this. "My name is Sting Eucliffe! I'm a transfer from Sabertooth Academy, and I'm happy to be here! Let's have some fun!" He elbows me, hard. "Come on, say something!"

I do not share his exuberance in the slightest. "Rogue Cheney…" Hopefully that'll be enough to satisfy them.

I get stares from all across the room, including from Sting. "Come on…that's all you've got? You know, this is exactly why all of our old teachers called you anti-social. You never say more than two words to most people!" He wraps an arm around my neck and drags my head down. "Alright, this is Rogue, he's a nicer guy than he seems, I promise. He just takes a while to open up to others."

"Thank you…now can you let go of me?" I don't mean it to come out as a growl, but with my voice still cracking at times, that's kind of how it goes. Sting always teases me about being late to hit puberty, and uses that as an excuse for me not taking an interest in all the girls he parades around in front of me.

Sting backs off a bit, but keeps a grin on his face. "Oh, and I almost forgot. We haven't told you guys what our magic specialties are!"

I groan quietly. Seriously…you're going to tell them right off the bat? Are you trying to get them to hate us? The typical reactions to our magic are either hero-worship, or running away in fear. And I don't think it'll be any different here. Either way, we're going to end up with a lot more attention than I'm comfortable with.

But Sting is completely undaunted. "Back at Sabertooth Academy, we were called the Twin Dragons. The White and Shadow Dragon Slayers." Yeah, a name that he twisted up because of an incident from when we were younger. He doesn't talk about the details much, only about how impressed he was with the two dragon slayers who saved his life.

Surprisingly, instead of the usual uproar, all we get are a few interested glances from around the classroom. The teacher, on the other hand, seems less than pleased. "More of you…? Jeez…we've already got enough trouble with the ones we've got. Speaking of which…" He glances towards the door. "Those two are late again!" He turns to the windows, and seems to notice something. "Lucy, would you open the window? Looks like they've decided to join us."

A blond girl stands up and unlatches the window. "You know, we should just keep one open all the time, that way we wouldn't have to open it every single day." A gust of wind blows in through the window, upsetting the papers on all the desks. "Ah! Not again!"

A pink-haired guy comes flying in through the window, only to hit the opposite wall and slide to the floor. "Ow! Ciara! Damn it, that hurt! What happened to the love?" He rubs his head hard, his dark eyes expressing a first thing in the morning grogginess. I can understand that, I'm not much of a morning person myself.

"It's your own fault for sleeping in…" And as light as a feather, a girl with identical pink hair flowing down to her waist, appears on the windowsill. She turns to the teacher with a wry smile, her silvery eyes sparkling. "Sorry Mr. Gryder. I spent an hour trying to get him out of bed this morning. And Igneel was no help at all, like usual. I swear, he's just like his father."

Igneel? The name sounds vaguely familiar to me, though I can't quite place it. All I know right now is that the guy seems like an idiot who can't get to school on time, and his matching girlfriend is by far the more responsible one, though a little violent. Is he some kind of masochist?

Mr. Gryder sighs, meaning that this obviously isn't the first time he's had to deal with these two being late. "Alright, just pick up everything you spilled, and make sure that you two aren't late for your next class."

"Of course." She hops down from the windowsill, landing as lightly as a breeze. And with a wave of her slender hand, all of the papers on the floor rise into the air and start swirling around her. "Okay, this one is Gray's, and this one is Erza's… This one looks like Levy's, beautiful handwriting as always. And speaking of beautiful handwriting, this is Lucy's. The crappy handwriting has got to be…" She frowns for a minute, her nose crinkling a little. "Uh…Levy…did Gajeel try to write you poetry?"

The tiny blue-haired girl squeals. "No! Don't look at that!" She grabs at the paper in front of pinky's face and crumples it. "No one is supposed to see that!"

"Sure…just tell him to work on his handwriting, it sucks." She sends all of the papers flying, settling them back on the right desks. Then she turns towards me and Sting. "Oh, transfers?"

Sting grins immediately. "Yeah, we're transfers from Sabertooth Academy. Name's Sting Eucliffe. Nice to meet you!"

The girl smiles guiltily. "Well then, Sting, I'm sorry that I interrupted the introductions. If Natsu weren't such a heavy sleeper, it would be easier to get the fool out of bed in the morning." Her smile just seems to light the room right up as she laughs a bit. "Anyway, since you're new, I guess I should warn you. Natsu is a bit of a head-case, so if he challenges you to a fight, don't take him seriously. We don't need another brawl going down."

As soon as he hears that, Sting starts getting excited. So I grab the collar of his shirt and yank him backwards. "Know this, if you start picking fights, I'm not coming to your rescue, got it? I'm done with covering your ass."

"Aw…that's no fun." Sting pouts a bit, and grins at the girl again. "So, what's your name, sweetheart?" He has a pretty one track mind most of the time. He's either looking for a fight, or for a pretty girl to hang all over.

"Sting…don't go hitting on girls you just met…" I back away slightly, not eager to get into another fight because of Sting's flirting habits. My voice is barely a whisper, since I really don't feel like pissing anyone off this early in the morning. Only Sting should be able to hear me. "Especially if they're showing up with a guy."

"It'll be fine!" He just grins and walks up to the girl. "So? Why don't you introduce yourself?"

Her mouth twitches a little, and already I sense danger. "You want to know my name, huh?"

"Dude! Run!" Her pink-haired boyfriend finally picks himself up off the floor. "Listen to your friend! She hates flirty guys!" He shouldn't have been able to hear me!

Her smile becomes something just slightly terrifying. "My name is Ciara Dragneel. And as that guy, who happens to be my big brother, has pointed out, I hate flirty guys. So keep it up, and I'll put you in the ground. Got it?" She gives Sting a sniff and smirks. "Mr. Dragon Slayer." She just delivered a death threat with a smile in the middle of a full classroom. And no one is saying a thing about it. This is not a woman to mess with…

I quickly process all this new information. They're siblings? I look from one to the other, and now it seems obvious. Twins…they've got to be twins. And by the smell of it… I sniff the air hesitantly, and it's there, the distinct smell of a dragon. And it's not Weisslogia or Skiadrum. This is a whole different dragon's scent. Dragon slayers… She's a wind element…but the guy smells more like…fire? Twin dragon slayers wielding two different elements? That's weird…

The girl, Ciara, glances at me, her nose twitching a little. "Huh, two of you? That's a surprise. That makes…what, six of us here? Seven, if you include Wendy down in the middle school division. What are your specialties?"

Sting puffs out his chest proudly. "I'm the White Dragon Slayer. And my friend is the Shadow Dragon Slayer. Cool, huh?"

"White Dragon Slayer, huh?" She looks rather unimpressed. "Well, it suits your blond hair. I just hope that there's more in your head than pick-up lines. Otherwise you'll never make S-Class here."

Sting looks a little put out, but he's not going to give up just because of that. "Aw…don't be like that…why don't you and I get to-"

"Would the four of you take your seats!?" Mr. Gryder finally gets our attention again, looking very frustrated. "I've humored you this long because of the uniqueness of the situation. It won't happen again! Pick it back up at lunchtime."

"Yes sir…" I look around for a seat, and I spot one near the back, next to a quiet dark-haired guy. Good, now I won't have to talk to idiots. Ciara sits herself next to the windows, in the seat just behind the girl called Lucy. Her brother, Natsu, sits himself up near the front, and lounges lazily in his chair. Sting takes the empty seat next to him, which worries me a little, since Sting might use this as an opportunity to start something.

As I sit down, the guy next to me smirks. "You should tell your friend that Ciara is way out of his league. At the rate he's going, he's going to end up in the hospital. That's where her last three boyfriends ended up when they tried something on her. Turns out that she's harder to get into bed than her brother is to get out of one."

It's a bit more information than I needed, but now I'm struggling to contain my curiosity. "And how do you know that?"

The guy grimaces. "Because I was number two. It was last year. And I'm still recovering from the beating I got."

"Did her brother beat you up?" Now some of the dynamic here is starting to make sense, if she's as popular as he claims, and her brother is as protective as one should be. And it's also a good idea to get a sense of the hierarchy here. Preferably before Sting does something stupid and I have to pull him out of trouble.

But he shakes his head. "Nah, Natsu and I tussle all the time, and it never goes that far. She doesn't need her brother to fight her battles for her, she can take a guy out all by herself. Actually, make that several guys, she's scary when she gets mad."

"I see…" I should have assumed that…she may be a girl, but she's a dragon slayer. That makes her a lot more dangerous than she looks. Supposedly, females are even more vicious than the males… "I'll be sure to warn Sting about it. But don't blame me if he does something stupid anyway."

"Right…" He smirks at me a bit. "I'm Gray Fullbuster, Ice Mage."

I nod. I've already been introduced, so there's no point in going over it all again. "So what's this S-Class thing that got mentioned?"

Gray leans back, grinning. "It's like a ranking system. S-Class means that your grades and power are top class. The S-Class students are picked by the principal, and they get all sorts of special privileges. There's only a handful of them in the school, and they're all really popular. Actually, we've got a couple of them in our class."

"Really?" I look around, trying to figure out which ones are most likely to be S-Class. The red-head has an air around her that makes me wonder. "Is the red-head one of them?"

Gray nods. "Yeah, That's Erza 'Titania' Scarlet. She made S-Class at the end of last year. She's super strong, and super scary. She's another one that you might want to warn your friend not to hit on. That would probably end in blood."

"That would be bad…" I look around the classroom again. "What about the other one? Who is the other S-Class student?"

"Haven't you guessed?" Gray's grin turns into a smirk. "None other than Ciara 'Dragon Wing' Dragneel. She made S-Class during our last year of middle school, about two and a half years back. So like I said, she's way out of your friend's league."

I turn to look at the girl with the flowing pink hair and bright silver eyes staring absently out the window. Ciara Dragneel…huh? She's attractive enough to be popular even without the rank.

A laugh echoes beside me. "Don't bother, she's out of your league too." My eyes drift back to Gray, who is leaning back so far in his chair that he looks like he's about to fall over. "Besides, she's a dangerous catch. Not only would you have to deal with her temper, but her brother's and her father's as well. And I've met her father, he's a seriously scary guy when he gets mad. Though apart from that, he's exactly like Natsu. Me and him could probably be S-Class if we wanted, except that our grades suck. We've got the magic for it, but the tests here ask the stupidest crap. Gramps gets on our case all the time for going overboard and wrecking the yard, so take my advice and rein your friend in before he decides that taking on Natsu is a good idea. I don't think that the arena can handle another Dragon Slayer battle."

"Duly noted…" That knowledge certainly puts me on my guard. Sting is more than likely to pick a fight the first chance he gets, and usually with disastrous results. Now, I just have to make sure that Sting doesn't doom us both.

"And one more thing…" Gray leans towards me cautiously, his voice low. "Dragon Slayers get a lot of hero-worship here, and a lot of battle challenges. So don't be surprised if the girls approach you and start begging for dates, and the guys might show up just to try and kick your ass for bragging rights. Wendy is too small and cute for anyone to challenge, but she gets a ton of attention for being adorable. And Ciara…well, she turns down every guy who asks her out, with the exceptions of me, Gajeel, and Laxus. And last I checked, she and Gajeel broke up about three months ago. She dated Laxus a couple of years back, before he went on to the college section."

Gajeel is a name that I recognize. Before I went to Sabertooth Academy, I'd gone to the Phantom Lord Institute. There was an incident about four years back that forced the school to close. But before it closed, Gajeel was one of the school's most famous students. His magic was unmatched, and I looked up to him for it. This school must be where he ended up afterward.

"So…why does she turn them down? And what does she do to them when she does?" I keep my voice low, since Gryder is going on with his lecture. This is something that I should probably know in case Sting tries to hit on her again. If I'm going to be hauling him to the infirmary, then I'd like to know ahead of time so that I can find the shortest way there from wherever he gets the crap beaten out of him. Because at the rate he's going, he might end up in there before the end of the day.

Gray smirks. "Good question. She turns down anyone that she sees as not strong enough to hold their own with her, if she thinks they've got a shot, she'll fight them to find out. When I asked her out, she attacked me immediately. It took me ten minutes to finally get her on the ground. Had to turn the whole yard to ice to do it. And then, she still ended up throwing me off. Apparently that was enough to convince her to give me a shot. Laxus didn't need to do anything, since she was a lot younger and a little less demanding then. And Gajeel…well their fight left iron poles all over the place, and didn't actually end until Gramps made them stop. All I caught at the end of the fight was something about strong mates."

I nod slightly. "It's a dragon thing. They like their mates strong. Looks like the same thing goes for us. Sting never did like the boring girls." Though abiding by that statement, it means that Gray must be fairly powerful, if a dragon slayer would date him. Especially one who seems this choosy. Though judging by his earlier comment about getting her in bed, she's likely still looking for a strong enough mate. Most other mages just aren't durable enough, as many of Sting's old girlfriends found out to their dismay.

There are seven dragon slayers prowling this enormous campus. And four of them are in this classroom. My worries about transferring here just turned into full-blown fear.