Mavis Vermillion Academy of Excellence

Chapter 4

First Date... Right?

"I want to be Levy's partner!"

"No, I want to be Levy's partner!"

Gajeel rolled his eyes, trying to block out the noise of the geek squad that had attached itself to the new girl. Sadly this was practically impossible seeing as they were walking down the same hall towards the cafeteria. She didn't seem to care at all, happily trying to calm them down and help them decide who would be her partner for the term's science project. Before now they had only ever paired with each other, but it seemed they both had a thing for the flat chested girl, so their friendship had seemingly gone out the window.

"Come on guys, calm down..." she tried saying. She was quickly spoken over by the two boys.

"No no no Levy," cried Jet. "You have to pick out of us! I'm better at science, you should pick me to partner with."

"No way!" exclaimed Droy. "The only thing you're good at is running! I'm the smarter of the two."

"What did you say?!"

Levy managed to break out from between them as they closed the gap to stare each other down. She pulled back to walk near Gajeel. He looked down at her with interest. She seemed quite frazzled from the exchange. Her hair had settled once again into their perfect soft curls, giving him the urge to mess them up. No matter how much he played with it, within a couple of minutes it was back to normal, which annoyed him. His own hair naturally fell into spikes. If he didn't brush it twice a day he's probably have natural dreadlocks... Maybe he was a bit jealous. Just a tad. Not that he would ever admit this out loud.

She looked up at him, her hazel eyes seeming unnaturally big on her little face. She grinned up at him, a small flush on her cheeks. She reminded him of a small animal, ready to pet. Maybe a cat. He liked cats.

"Have you decided who you'll partner up with?" she asked him.

He shrugged. "I dunno. I usually do them by myself." Not that that bothered him. Others usually brought him down.

She pouted. "You have to have a partner."

He scoffed. "No I don't. Everyone else is stupid anyway. I'll be fine."

They walked in silence for a while. The two idiots were still arguing in front of them. The biggest idiot of them all, Natsu, had run off to get a good spot in the line for food. When he looked back down at Levy, she had a strange look on her face. Her nose kept wrinkling and twitching, as if she was contemplating something serious. He raised an eyebrow and nudged her. She looked up at him, slightly taken aback. "Y-yes?"

"You look funny," he stated. Tact was never his strong point.

She blushed and looked away. Her hand whipped up to push her hair out of her face as she looked out the window to the grounds below. They reached the stairs and he loped down, two at a time. She trotted beside him, stepping quickly to keep up. It felt like he'd gained a pet. A small blue haired pet with ill-fitting clothes. The thought made him snicker. Before they finished descending, he felt a tug on his sleeve pulling him backward.

He stopped and turned to find her a couple steps above him, effectively bringing her to his face height. A heavy blush was planted on her face. She was still clutching onto his sleeve with her fingertips. She was certainly very strange...

"U-um... I was wondering..." she stammered. He raised an eyebrow and she stared at the floor. Did she feel sick? "I was wondering... if you'd like to partner with me?"

She exhaled heavily, as if the question had taken all her effort. For some unknown reason.

He shrugged. "Sure."

She looked up, a huge grin on her face. "Really?!"

"Why not?" He pulled his sleeve out of her grip and kept walking. He'd skipped breakfast so now his stomach was grumbling. She jogged back next to him and fell into pace.

"Well, you said you didn't like partnering. I figured you wouldn't want to team up with me either."

He shrugged again. "I'm just used to it. Besides, you're a scholarship student. IE: a nerd." He grinned as she huffed.

"I am not a nerd!"

"Sure you aren't shrimp."

"I'm not a shrimp either!"

He laughed. "Right." He considered asking her if she had a cold, seeing as she was acting so strange, but he decided he didn't care. If she was sick she could take care of herself. On the other hand, there was something he was contemplating showing her...

"The library?" she asked, incredulous. Gajeel walked beside her out the main doors as they made their way to the cafeteria. Jet and Droy were still so busy fighting they hadn't noticed the object of their argument had left them long before. Gajeel had invited to show her around the library? This was... unexpected to say the least.

"I know it pretty well. Didn't you say you really liked it?"

She gaped at him. "I'm surprised you remember. Yeah, I really wanna go!" She jumped up and down, buzzing with excitement. Today was going way too well. Gajeel looked back at her quizzically so she quickly composed herself and rejoined him. Despite him towering over her, she quite enjoyed walking by his side. "I mean, th-that would be nice. Thank you Gajeel."

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, well, I got no other plans anyway." He quickly walked ahead when he saw Juvia, joining up with her instead and continuing the trek to the cafeteria. He looked back and called out, "After classes!"

She nodded and waved back, her grin immovable. She rushed up to join Jet and Droy, letting them know she would not be able to partner with them. She listened to their cries and complaints all through the cafeteria line, finally saying goodbye to them when she saw Lucy's table outside in the plaza. Before they could object more she dashed off. They were certainly very full on, she was already feeling a bit claustrophobic being surrounded by them.

She dropped her tray next to Lucy's and grinned at her friend. Or moreso, continued to grin. Lucy raised an eyebrow to question her but their was no room to speak over Natsu and Gray's squabbling. To be honest, the noise levels weren't much different from when she had been with the other two. But the change from everything being about her was certainly refreshing. Levy noticed that Gajeel and Juvia were sitting nearby in the shade of a tree, so she could happily glance at him through her meal. Juvia seemed to be scolding him about something and he kept waving her off, leaving her in a huff.

The attention she was paying them did not go unnoticed by Lucy. "Soooo, I assume the morning went well for you?" she drawled, grinning like the cheshire cat.

Levy shrugged trying - and failing - to appear nonchalant. "I suppose. Gajeel and I sat together all morning. He invited me to the library after school."

Lucy raised an eyebrow. "The library? That's a strange place- wait. Could this be one of those rumoured dates where the girls never come back the same? Don't let him sell your soul!"

Levy rolled her eyes at her friend melodrama. "Please, you know that's obviously a rumour."

Lucy laughed. "Yeah, it is. Though it is true he dates a lot of girls. I don't think I've ever seen him with the same one twice." She crinkled her nose as she tried to remember. Or forget. Levy was unsure of which.

Levy was shocked. "But, I asked him..."

"Asked him what?"

"He said the rumours were fake."

"Well," Lucy shook her head. "He definitely doesn't perform satanic sacrifices, but there is still plenty of other rumours to try and find an explanation for his behaviour."

"But..."

Lucy grinned. "There's one way we can find out easy. Hey Gray," she turned to the fighting boys. "Call Juvia here."

He looked up angrily. "Why should I call her?"

"Because she'd do anything for you. And immediately. So call her." She stated adamantly, promising pain for non-compliance.

He shrugged and called her name. Within a couple of seconds she was upon him, arms wrapped around his neck. "What is it, Master?" she purred into his ear.

He shuddered. "Lucy wanted you."

Her eyes snapped to Lucy, a heated glare lighting the dull blue of her irises. "Love rival..." she growled.

Lucy waved her threat away. "I don't want Gray. I want info." Juvia cocked an eyebrow. "Levy here got a date with Gajeel. I want to know if the rumours are true."

Juvia brought her attention to Levy. She gulped. Juvia scanned her face, scrutinizing her. Finally she spoke. "Do you like Gajeel?" she asked softly.

Levy blushed but managed a quick nod. Gray and Natsu looked at each other with surprise. Juvia's eyes narrowed. "I wouldn't go then. Do not go with him. Ever."

Levy opened her mouth to respond but had no answer. Juvia promptly kissed Gray on the cheek and trotted back to Gajeel. She looked at Lucy, but the blonde also had no answers.

The bell rang to signify the last class was officially over, as was her decision making time. The girls jogged back up the field to the locker rooms to get changed. Despite her slight frame, Levy was happy to notice she was fitter than most of the other girls in her dorm's grade level. While her bust was certainly lacking compared to Lucy, she made up for it with her - if she did say so herself - wonderful derriere. The physical and etiquette classes were divided in a very specific way; a single class was divided by dorm, grade and gender, but contained all from that group. Meaning she was with Lucy, Juvia and the girl she knew to be Laki, as well as a few others she didn't know the names of.

They filed into the gymnasium and caught a glimpse of the Fairy Tail boys, running a circuit around the basketball course. Her eyes immediately snapped to Gajeel, in all his muscly, sweaty, shirtless glory. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail, revealing much of his well defined back. She had never seen a back as attractive as the one in front of her right now. Though she also noted that his back was marred with more than a few scars. His forearms were also marred. She couldn't see his chest so wasn't able to tell if they continued the pattern there. A sight for another day...

Once inside the locker rooms she made quickly for the showers, desperate to wash herself off as best she could. Through the day she had talked more with Lucy and decided that she would go ahead with her so-called 'date' with Gajeel. Damn the risks. Juvia watched on, unimpressed.

She quickly stripped and jumped into the shower, grateful for the hot water. Another major benefit of being such a high-class school; excellent and well stocked amenities. They even kept shampoo and conditioner in the showers. She scrubbed herself as fast as she could, hoping that she would be finished before Gajeel and he wouldn't have to wait. He hardly seemed like the patient type. Once she considered herself reasonably clean she wrapped herself up and changed back into her uniform.

She waved a quick goodbye to Lucy who flashed her a big grin and a thumbs up. She returned the gestures. Nervous excitement pulsed through her body. She'd been on dates before, but not with someone she barely knew, and definitely not someone so... cool. Her other dates had always been geeky guys who she had likes more for personality than looks. This was almost entirely different. Though she was certainly enjoying Gajeel's playful nature as well. Playful being the 'nice' way of wording it. Jerkish being the not-so-nice way. It was a refreshing change from all the guys who treated her like she was made of porcelain.

She set down her bag between the two changing room entrances, happy to note that he wasn't waiting for her. A few minutes past as she leaned against the wall. People were starting to trickle out on each side of her. She stared at the roof of the gym, counting how many balls had become stuck in the high beams. Quite a few.

A hand on her wet hair caught her off-guard. She had become somewhat accustomed to his greetings now through and just smiled up at him. A blush already worked its way onto her face as she remembered why she was here. A date. With him. His hair was out of its tie, as wet as hers was. He still looked slightly flushed from his workout. Or maybe he was nervous too?

No, definitely just from the workout. Surely.

He grinned. "I figured you'd have wimped out by now Shrimp," he mocked.

Levy shook her head, not moving his hand. "Nope. There's no way I'm missing out on a guided tour of the library."

He snorted. "Right. Especially by me."

She rolled her eyes, pretending that wasn't a major reason why. "You're so full of yourself Gajeel."

He laughed and set off for the doors. She quickly met up with him, falling into stride beside him. They barely spoke on the way to the library. Her nerves were building. She began to be quite anxious. What if he didn't like her? What if she was boring? What if he showed interest in a different girl and walked off? She shuddered at the last thought. That would be absolutely mortifying.

A wolf whistle sounded behind the couple. She jumped and turned around to see a jovial Natsu. He was walking a few metres back with Gray, egging them on. Gajeel threw up his finger at them and turned up to the steps of the library. Levy poked her tongue at the pink haired boy and trotted after him.

The let out a breath as she took in the sight of the doors. They were pulled wide open to allow for easy access. Without that, she wondered if she would be able to to open them at all. They were thick, solid wood and stood easily twice her height. Inside she could already see and smell the beauteous library of her dreams. Without a second thought to her 'date' she ran inside.

It was more beautiful than she had imagined. Polished dark wood, amber lighting, red velvet. Bookshelves to the ceilings, spiral staircases leading to levels above. She walked quickly through the building - running would be rude - gazing upon a dream come true. Her hand trailed the spines of books, the slightly rough bindings adding to the overall experience. The smell alone was enchanting; the smell of a night curled up on a couch, enthralled in a fantasy land.

She noticed Gajeel climbing the stairs to a second level and finally remembered who had accompanied her here. With a small blush of realisation, she followed after him. She caught up with him in one of the back aisles of the second floor, rubbing his shoulder. She placed a hand on his arm, grabbing his attention. "Sorry Gajeel," she panted, slightly out of breath from the chase. "I kinda got swept away."

He smirked down at her, melting her nervousness. "I noticed. I figured you'd come find me when you snapped back to reality."

She smiled. "You're lucky I saw you. Otherwise I may have found an intriguing book and been gone for the evening."

He cocked his head. "That's not what usually happens when I bring girls here." His eyes gleamed, a fire lighting the redness so they practically flickered. He seemed slightly different here...

"Other... girls?" The reality began to set in. This was where he took girls. His smirk widened. Was that why Juvia didn't want her to come?

"I'll admit some of the rumours are true. I do bring girls here. And they really don't come back the same..."

His teeth glinted in the dim light. Levy gulped. She knew that if she asked, she would regret it but curiosity was always a flaw of hers.

"W-why...?"

She didn't need to finish the sentence before he grabbed her hand and dragged her behind him. He weaved through the aisles, following a path he knew off by hand. The hand clasping hers was clammy, as if with anticipation. He led her further towards the back of the library, further from the groups of students. They went up another staircase to what she gathered was the area dedicated to excess books. She wondered to herself how big this library really was. The finally reached the end of the line, a short hall filled with outdated chemistry books. He rushed forward, making her stumble.

He whipped her forwards, pressing her back against the wall. Her back slammed uncomfortably into the banister. Before she could cry out in pain she was silenced by his hands going to either side of her head and his body closing in on hers.

A pair of hot lips upon her own.

Her brain ceased to function.

His lips moved against hers, demanding entrance. His lip piercing dug into her chin. His dark hair fell around her like a curtain as he leaned down over her, blocking out the already dim light of a far off window. Gajeel's hand moved to cup her face, pulling it up to meet his. The other hand stayed against the wall, stabilising him so he didn't have all his weight on her. She could smell his deodorant, freshly applied after his shower. It was a deep, musky smell that she had been able to faintly smell on him while she had been beside him earlier.

He was so close that his chest rose and fell against hers as he panted, the proximity making it even harder for her to breathe normally. A tongue darted out, prying against her frozen lips. After some demanding pressure, he finally gained entry, diving into her mouth, willing her tongue to move against his. Her panting for air combined with the blood rushing through her veins became almost deafening.

She had no idea what to think. It was complete and utter sensory overload. All five senses were being filled with Gajeel. Her brain was beginning to shut down completely, accepting the ministrations from the boy above her. Her hands shakily made their way around his waist, clutching at his shirt. He groaned in excitement and pressed in tighter, squeezing her against the wall. The pain in her back was dulled by all the other sensations.

He pulled back for air, looking down at her. She could tell he was staring her in the eyes, but she was too glazed over to tell. She had only ever been pecked on the lips by a guy before. This was... on a whole different plane to that.

He chuckled. "Never thought you'd have it in you Shortie..." he panted. "Figured you'd have run by now."

She blinked a few times as his face came into view. His lips were swollen from the pressure he had been applying. His mouth was open enough for her to see his canines peeking from under his lips. She panted heavier, looking up into his eyes. They burned with an intensity she had never seen before.

"Ga… Gaj…" she couldn't manage his name. He grinned, leaning down further to kiss her neck. She sighed and tilted her head. She was on complete auto-pilot at the moment, allowing Gajeel to do whatever he felt to her. A small moan escaped her lips and he bit down on the junction of her neck.

"You're surprisingly receptive…" he growled, not releasing her flesh. "I might bring you back one day."

That brought some sense back to her. "Do you… do you do this often? With other girls?"

He lapped at her neck. "This is my favourite pastime."

She frowned and grabbed his face pulling him back to look him in the face. The cogs in her brain were turning again. "You do this with girls in the library?"

He grinned, almost sadistically. "Haven't you ever thought of it?" He leaned in close, pressing his whole body against her. One knee found its way between her legs. "The excitement of being in a public place… you can get caught at any time…" he whispered into her ear, licking the lobe. She shivered. "It's best in the library, where any loud noise will have you caught instantly…" He bit down over her ear piercing making her cry out gently. She could feel his grin.

"You're…" she panted. "An exhibitionist?!"

"Exactly."

His knee began to move between her legs, grinding against her. She held her hand against her mouth to stifle her cries. This was wrong. She hated this. She was destroying the sanctity of the library of her dreams! But no matter how much her mind protested, her body refused to act.

"This- We- I can't…" She couldn't form more than a word or two at a time. Gajeel's hands grasped her ass and pulled her up to his level, pinning her between the wall and himself. She could feel his already firm member just beneath her, straining against the cloth. He truly was very turned on my the concept of being caught. Her eyes widened at the realisation. If she couldn't stop this soon, it would be all over for her. She would lose her virginity in a sacred place, in the most un-sacred of ways. And if anyone caught her...

She screwed her eyes shut and prayed for him to stop. Tears pricked at her eyes. This was wrong. He was nothing like she thought he was.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Gajeel jumped back, dropping her unceremoniously to her butt. She gasped in pain and relief at the familiar voice that had interrupted them.

She looked up to see Jet facing off against Gajeel, both of them livid. She could never have imagined that she would be so happy to see someone pull Gajeel off her like that. Droy rushed over to her, helping her up. She wrapped her arms around him, practically crying with relief. His arms were tight around her and he was shaking with rage.

"What. The FUCK were you doing to her?!" Jet ground out, staring at Gajeel. Gajeel had his arms folded and was leaning against the bookshelf, his normal cool demeanour resumed.

"Short stuff and I were just having some fun," he stated calmly. All traces of his need were hidden under his hard exterior. "Weren't we?"

She knew he was looking at her, waiting for her to respond and defend their time together. She couldn't bear to look at him. Instead, she yanked on Droy's shirt, signifying she wanted to leave. He held her waist tight and turned to lead her out. As they walked past Jet, she grabbed his arm and gave him pleading eyes to come with them. Her voice still failed her. She shook her head, telling him to leave it for now. He growled, but complied, holding her hand out of the library. They probably seemed like a strange group; two furious boys and a girl who could barely hold herself up. But they didn't care.

When they were outside she indicated they should sit in the shade nearby rather than go back to the dorm. She couldn't handle that yet. Lucy would be waiting for her to give the 'great news'.

Once down she pulled her legs up, hugged them and buried her face in her knees. If it were possible, she'd never come out. Finally she allowed herself to accept what had just happened. Tears sprung into her eyes.

"I was so useless... If you guys hadn't come..." she sobbed.

Droy gripped her shoulder as they shook. The two sat in silence for a while, Jet pacing in front of them, keeping an eye on the library door.

When her sobs softened Droy spoke up. "That bastard. I always knew there was something about him." He shook as well, with rage rather than shame.

"That fucker has to pay for what he did to you Levy," Jet ground out.

Her head shot up. "No!" she cried. They both looked at her tear-streaked face with shock. She didn't understand why she objected either. It was only right for Gajeel to pay for what he did to her. Right?

Deep down she knew she couldn't get him in trouble.

"No, we can't tell anyone," she said again.

"Levy, you don't have to-" Jet started, trailing off.

"I only just got here. If I start fights now, I could come off as the bad guy, not him," she reasoned. When they couldn't object she continued. "If Gajeel tries to come at me again, I'll go straight to Master Makarov. For now... let's just pretend like nothing happened."

Droy stood up, outraged. "Are you serious Levy?! We can't let that bastard get away with this! You heard the rumours, heaps of girls have been with him! You're just one victim of many..."

"But you don't know if those girls are actually victims," she reasoned again. The boys exchanged looks of skepticism but remained quiet. She decided to appeal to their protective sides. "How about this? I will always stay with someone else, and never be in his presence alone. You two can keep an eye on me."

Their eyes gleamed. She knew that in the end, she was just taking advantage of their affections but at the moment she truly felt like she could use their protection. Why not take advantage of what they were willing to give? At least until she felt a little safer.

They sat down with her again to plan out how she would deal with each day of the school week. Within half an hour their faces were bright and happy, nearly all of her earlier terror forgotten. Levy kept a big smile on her face at all times, hoping they wouldn't notice how fakely plastered on it was.

As the sun began to set she made an excuse up of meeting Lucy and ran off. They allowed her to go, seeing as they could watch her all the way to the dorm doorway. Normally they would follow her but they felt they needed to make more plans together. She was grateful they didn't feel the need to escort her all the way to her room.

Once inside she avoided all eye contact with fellow dorm members and bee-lined to her bedroom. Once the door was closed she fell against it and slid down, resuming her previous position on the floor. While making sure to remain quiet, she cried freely.

Sorry it's taken so long to get this chapter out, I've been fretting over it since the last release. I previously posted (and quickly took down) a similar version to this story before. I did not receive any good feedback _' many saw it as very OOC for Gajeel. To be fair, I can see where they are coming from.

BUT I HAVE REASON.

I will be loosely following the storyline layout of the original Fairy Tail throughout this fanfiction. As such, I need to have the introductory 'betrayal' scene between Gajeel and Levy. It will get better and fluffier, I promise!

I'm also planning out a super long story that will be as canon as I can possibly get it to manga/anime. I'm currently taking down very detailed notes for the manga, then I will be going through the anime as well to add/edit content. Once complete I will begin what I hope to be the best version of Gajevy, canon behind-the-scenes. Definitely best version in my mind :D So yah, look forward to that.

Also a smutty oneshot (entirely from my head) and two stories that will have content 'borrowed' from a manga and a book series respectively. All M rated. If that's your jam, then follow me as an author and you'll hopefully get some great Gajevy coming your way!

Constructive Criticism most welcome,

GSFG.