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OH MY F*CKING GOD OH MY F*CKING GOD!
HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN FAIRY TAIL CHAPTER 376.5?!
PAGE 11!
GOOD GOD I AM FREAKING THE F*CK OUT! I AM DANCING IN MY ROOM LIKE A LUNATIC, SQUEALING LIKE A LITTLE GIRL, AND YOU BET YOUR ASS IT FEELS F*CKING GOOD!
It's a frigging GaLe OVERLOAD! I won't tell you what it is, just check it out for yourself- but that shit is TOO LEGIT! MASHIMA DREW THAT BY HIS F*CKING SELF IT IS TOO LEGIT I SWEAR I AM FANGIRLING TO DEATH RIGHT NOW.
Ahem!
Anyways, check it out. And enjoy the new chapter! Levy and Gajeel have been circling each other, now it's time for the action!
And if you'll excuse me, I'll be going off to the bathroom to wash my mouth out with soap.
By the way- I am SO SORRY for all the delay. I originally expected for this to be out on fanfiction WAY sooner than now, but I kept feeling the need to change everything over and over to get the right feel...
Gajeel ungracefully shrugged Levy off his shoulder, not caring in the least about waking her up. The Phantom part of his mind was disgusted, almost, that a Fairy had laid her head on him. What, was he a pillow?
Gajeel didn't ask how he had gotten a warm blanket over himself or how he had gotten completely dry. He didn't even bother asking, 'Why is a girl sleeping on my shoulder?' Why didn't he question the situation he was in? He was too riled up to notice.
His mind was jumbled with angry emotions, vengeful emotions, and excitement. Anger over being beaten like a rug by some stupid guy who thought he ran the place. You bet your ass he wanted revenge- he was walking normally and the dude fucking ambushed him!
The blue haired girl slowly sagged to the floor, still sleeping peacefully. Soft breaths escaped from her lips. She looked like a little angel. But Gajeel wasn't around to see that, he was already gone.
That blonde bastard... Wait till I see him, Imma crush his fuckin' head in. He snarled in his thoughts. Heavy steps filled the dark, empty hallways with sound. Gajeel was angry, and if he walked any harder he'd probably crack the floor. He really didn't know where he was going.
Just away.
Away from that girl.
Soon, he came across the boy's bathroom.
The door flung open with a crash as the pierced boy stomped in. He walked straight up to the mirrors and took a look at himself, breathing hard.
Gajeel's crimson eyes were ablaze as he stared through the mirror. He was shirtless. Laxus had knocked him down, kicked him over and over, and punched him in the nose. The blood on his face had been washed by the rain, but several scratches remained on his tanned arms as the aftermath of being thrown to the ground. They were raw red and stinging in the cool restroom. Gajeel's hair was damp, and unruly strands hung from his forehead. He was like the human form of a wolf just returning from battle.
As he stared, he gritted his sharp teeth and fumed.
The pierced boy wasn't really one for thinking. Who needed thinking, anyway? Gajeel was a guy who went with his gut, no matter what. If you knew what you had to do, you didn't sit around like a little bitch and THINK. You got up, guns blazing, and punched someone in the face.
Violence is the solution to everything, Gajeel remembered a fellow Phantom telling him.
Damn right it is.
Gajeel knew he was angry, but that was it. He was so confused- he didn't know WHY, first of all. Was he angry because Laxus had hurt his pride? Or was he angry because Laxus had beat him even when he was trying to become a part of Fairy Tail?
Gajeel wanted to fit in so badly, but after the reemergence of his Phantom side, he wasn't so sure anymore. Was the warm friendship of Gray, Natsu, and Elfman worth being shunned and looked down on by everyone else?
Was he really even angry...?
Was the explosive emotion burning inside him not actually anger, but frustration?
There were so many questions Gajeel had, but he wasn't asking himself any of them. Emotion clouded judgement and reasonable thinking- and Gajeel's ability to think straight was about as clear as pea soup.
He wanted to punch the bathroom mirror in. To crush something, break it to pieces. Just to let some anger out. To prove he was worthy.
Of what?
Gajeel didn't know that either.
After all... He wasn't some kind of iron wielding god like the Phantoms had made him out to be.
He was just a boy trying desperately to find happiness.
And that boy's anger was beginning to run out. Fury faded to frustration, which weathered away to somberness, and turned to despair.
THIS IS SO FUCKING FRUSTRATING!
Instead of cracking the glass of the mirror, Gajeel leaned his forehead on its cold surface.
I want revenge. That'll make me happy.
But I want acceptance too.
Which one do I want more?
Maybe I want 'em both the same.
Revenge would probably get me booted from the damn school for life. Jose's plan of burnin' the place down...
A smirk formed on Gajeel's lips, but it didn't reach his eyes like it had idea of hurting everyone who shunned him was appealing, but not enough to carry it out.
But then I could go back. Go back to bein' a Phantom- breakin' rules, livin' wild.
I was happy back then.
No, not truly. But Gajeel didn't know that.
He didn't know anything.
As his problems swirled tauntingly around in his head, Gajeel began to get tired. It was enough, all this inner conflict. The beating and punching and kicking shit, Gajeel could take- but if pain came from the inside, it was a million times worse.
Finally, Gajeel did something he thought he'd never do. He pulled away from the mirror and left the bathroom.
Going to get help.
"Mmmph..." Levy mumbled sleepily. She rubbed her eyes.
That was a pleasant nap.
Looking at the clock on the wall, she noticed it was around 8 PM. Boy, it had been a long time.
The blue haired girl stretched. Lightning flashed overhead, illuminating the dark hallways of the school in an eerie way. A boom of thunder followed. It was still pouring outside.
Hey! Where's Gajeel?!
Gajeel was no longer conked out next to her- she was totally alone. He had left the blanket behind. Maybe he had woken up and left.
This is what I get for lugging his huge heavy body inside and drying him off, huh? He didn't even say thank you!
But then again, he's probably not the type that thanks much... or even talks.
Sighing, Levy stood up. Gajeel might still be in the building. She looked to the front door, where his backpack was lying in a soggy mess. If he had left, he probably would have taken it with him. The blue haired girl walked over to the backpack and tried to pick it up.
Keyword: TRIED.
"Nggh... Unnnh!" Levy struggled to pull the pack up, and eventually heaved it onto her shoulder with a labored breath. What made this thing so heavy?!
The backpack landed back on the ground with a thump. The blue haired girl would probably have to leave it by the door and find Gajeel without it.
She looked down the hallway, left and right. Where could Gajeel have gone? Looking to the floor, she noticed tiny splatters of water trailing away in a path. Gajeel's boots were totally soaked, if he walked around they'd be sure to drip. This was the way to go. Levy began following the little drops on the ground, examining them carefully.
"DAMMIT!" Someone yelled angrily.
What was that?
The sound of the voice echoed down the hall. DAMMIT, Dammit, dammit, dammit... It was deep and growly. Assuming that Levy and Gajeel were the only people in the school, that was probably Gajeel. The sound had come from the left, near the library.
"Hello?" Levy yelled back, hoping to find him. "Gajeel?!"
The way that name rolled off her tongue gave her a weird feeling. That name was cold like gleaming steel. Ga-jeel.
Unique.
Cool.
Dangerous.
The blue haired girl called out again while running in the voice's direction."HEY! Where are you?!"
"FUCKIN' SCHOOL'S TOO HUGE!" He roared back, his words even louder. She was definitely getting closer to him.
After turning corners and sprinting down more halls, Levy finally reached a figure looming in the darkness of the school. It was Gajeel, in all his half-naked glory. His lips were twisted into a snarl, and the boy looked extremely frustrated.
"Um... Hi." Levy said awkwardly, not being able to look him in the eye. She trained her own on the ground. Gajeel didn't say anything back, but he stared hard.
An uncomfortable silence (well, at least for Levy) filled the air. She could feel the pierced boy's red glare burning a hole in the top of her head.
He's like Medusa- don't look him in the eyes and you'll be fine. She reminded herself.
"So, ah... What are you doing here?"
Silence.
Levy could feel her legs shaking. She wasn't totally scared of Gajeel anymore, just... tense. It had been his hands that had hurt her the worst in her life- a whack to the head and a huge punch to the stomach, not to mention public shaming as well can leave huge imprint on one's mind.
"Er... Are you lost?"
"NO." He grunted back, a little too quickly.
He was lost. Levy almost smiled.
"Do you want to go back to, uh, get your stuff?" He didn't respond. "I'll take that as a yes."
Levy turned and started walking back to where her and his stuff was. By the sounds of his boots walking behind her, she knew he was following. Her own quiet steps joined his in the echoey halls of the school.
Should I say something...?
She looked back at Gajeel and immediately looked away, embarrassed. He was staring straight at her, crimson eyes boring into the back of her head. Why did he have to do that? It was making her uncomfortable and shifty. The pierced boy was eyeing her like a crouching lion would to its unsuspecting food.
And Levy did NOT want to be food.
"Ahem!" She coughed quietly, looking around the school. The usually bright white walls looked gray in the night. Soft moonlight gave them a peaceful glow as it flowed through the windows. Shadows from the clouds outside cast onto the building, looking like fluffed black blobs hanging around the school. The rain was pattering gently against the school.
As Levy busied herself with examining her surroundings, Gajeel followed her down the hall silently. Staring, watching.
CREEPY.
But really, he had nothing better to do.
Gajeel had only attended Fairy Tail Academy for like, TWO DAYS. How was he supposed to know where things were and where they weren't? When he had woken up from who knows where- it could have been near the cafeteria, or near the nurse's office, or the counselor's- he didn't fucking know. Having woken up angry, Gajeel was more focused on his vengeful emotions than thinking rationally, and just got up and left. He was walking randomly until he came upon one of the bathrooms.
Then, he left and got LOST.
It was embarrassing- but he didn't know where the hell he was going. The school was new to him.
Maybe he really DID need this Levy girl. At least SHE knew her way around this joint.
Soon, the two reached their destination- a hallway with two soggy backpacks and a blanket leaning against its wall. Levy walked over to the stuff and picked her own backpack up.
"We should probably try go home now..." The blue haired girl said, looking towards another hall.
Gajeel walked over to his own backpack, which was sopping wet.
Fuck, I hope my iron pipe didn't rust up too much. He thought, opening it up. Inside was his dress shirt, folded and damp, along with some water damaged paper and a few pencils.
Gajeel reached in to feel for his weapon. It was still the same- smooth, cool, strong. He wouldn't have to worry about any damage to it.
Pulling his shirt out of his backpack, he put it back on. The clothing felt cold on his skin, but it was probably better if he wore it instead of walking around like a stripper or something. He paid no attention to the fact that Levy was the one who had taken it off him.
"Let's go to the front door. " She said, her steps resuming again. The heels of her shoes clicked and clacked against the tile of the academy.
They got to the front door quickly. Levy walked up to it and pulled the handle.
"Uh oh..."
Her fingers turned cold.
The door was locked.
She yanked it again, harder. It rattled but didn't budge a bit.
Boy, this was bad.
Suddenly, Gajeel shoved his way in front of her, and gripped the door handle. With a grunt, he pulled on it with brute strength. The thing really WAS locked.
"It's locked..." She said, sighing.
"No way, Captain Obvious." The boy replied, letting out a snort. Levy's cheeks warmed a little at his sarcastic jab. ''A-anyway," the blue haired girl replied quickly, "there's another way out, through the back." She began walking away from the front door, and Gajeel's loud steps followed after her.
"Damn..." Gajeel growled as he yanked on the back door's knob. It was stuck.
Who locks shit from the outside, anyway? Hello, PEOPLE INSIDE?! WHAT THE FUCK?
Even after about three more pulls with his muscular arms, the door wasn't moving. They were trapped like rats.
Gajeel let go of the handle and just stared at the door. What was he gonna do now?
He hadn't eaten dinner.
He was tired.
He was sore.
He hadn't finished his homework.
Ha-ha, screw that. I wasn't gonna do it anyway.
"Ahem." Levy coughed from behind him. He turned to look at her.
"So..." She said looking around.
"What?" He growled back.
"The doors... They're all locked from the outside. We're stuck. And it's still raining outside."
"You might be, but I ain't."
Gajeel reached into his backpack again and swifly pulled out his iron pipe. A window nearby could be turned into a door if all the glass inside it was broken off.
"W-what are you doing?" Levy stuttered as she looked at him.
He lowered his head, standing many feet away from a large window. In one hit, the glass would be reduced to powder.
"I got this."
Drawing his pipe-wielding arm back, the pierced boy was ready. In THREE...
"HEY!"
TWO...
"GAJEEL!"
ONE...
Suddenly, small hands wrapped around his iron pipe, and pulled it down.
"ARE YOU NUTS?!" Levy screamed at him, her hazel eyes flashing like lights. "That's vandalism and there is NO WAY I'm having that! Dr. Makarov told me to show you the ropes of this place, and the number one rule is NO SMASHING STUFF!"
She huffed and puffed, gritting her teeth. That tirade had made her lose all her breath. Gajeel's blood-red eyes bored into her like lasers getting ready to turn her to dust. Levy's own topaz gaze wavered, and her grip on the pipe loosened.
Those eyes still had control over her.
Quickly, the blue haired girl turned away, embarrassed.
"W-we should probably just stay inside..." Levy mumbled.
What made me do that? I jumped at him and stopped him from screwing up one of the school's windows... Me, little 4' 10 Levy McGarden! WHERE DID THAT KIND OF COURAGE EVEN COME FROM? She thought.
Gajeel set his iron pipe on his shoulder, and gave the back of Levy's head a hard glare. Back at Phantom, you did what you needed to do. Rules? FUCK THEM!
As if she knew what he was thinking, Levy spoke.
"This isn't Phantom Lord. There are certain rules you have to follow if you want to stay."
Gajeel heard her gasp quietly, as if she didn't believe she had just said that to him.
"Um... Th-that's why I'm here... To show you what the rules are!" Levy made a tiny movement towards him, like she was going to turn around, but quickly decided not to.
Dry silence hung in the air, and the tension between the two was palpable. Gajeel was glaring and Levy was looking away, biting her lip. Nobody made a move or a sound, and they both stood there for who knows how long.
Suddenly, the quiet was cut off by Gajeel's stomach growling.
"Ehm..." Levy mumbled, still facing away from him. "Let's go to the cafeteria where the vending machines are... Follow me-"
"I know where the damn place is." Gajeel muttered, shoving past Levy. She quivered as he bumped her.
He stomped away, studded boots thumping on the school's fancy tile floors. Levy didn't move until he was completely out of sight.
"Stuck all night at school..." She whispered to herself.
"With him..."
Alright! This chapter has come to an end.
Again, I apologize for my absence, but I assure you that later absences will not be this long. I hope you enjoyed all the interaction, and GET REAAAAAAAADY for more GaLe interaction in the next chapter!
The two of them, alone in the empty halls of Fairy Tail Academy... This is just lemon waiting to happen!
Just kidding, I don't do lemon. Because if you do lemon, you have to list your story as MATURE, and- well, that's exactly what I am NOT!
Anyways. Leave a review, favorite, follow, the good stuff. Till next time!