Oh my gosh, I had to rewrite this freakin' part like twice; and I'm already sick of it.
So, if you happen to be wondering (and this is just like a feeling) where the usually retarded banter/disclaimer at the beginning of this chapter is; well, THERE IS NO MORE. Not for this story at least, I felt like it was being redundant and the banters were usually crappy to start with. Haha. But if you're that desperate to read them, I'm still continuing them on my story, 'Hiding Behind Glasses' (totally not self-advertising...totally)
NOW, ON TO THIS REWRITE. LESS THAN THREE.
"Tsukiyomi-sensei, go out with me."
The teacher looked up from the large pile of paperwork on his desk, the back of his mind reeling with befuddlement.
He raked a hand through his blue hair, a little speechless. "Hinamori-san, I'm quite flattered that I happened to be the one you asked, but..."
"But?"
"I'm a teacher and you're a student, not to mention the age difference between us as well," he spoke, his voice taking a defensive tone. "It's common sense that something like this shouldn't be allowed."
She sighed and lazily put one hand on her hip. "I'm about to graduate in a few months anyway. Not to mention that the age difference is less than five or six isn't it?"
"It's still against the law," he objected.
She shrugged, her shoulders heaving up and down with a gentle movement. "You act like I didn't consider that."
"Then you'd be fine if I happened to reject you?"
"Why do you feel the need to reject me?"
He was almost stunned at how much she was able to stand her ground (although it was really just her being stupidly stubborn). "You could get expelled from high school, not to mention that I could get fired."
"Then..." She flashed him a cheeky grin. "The problem is solved as long as we don't get caught."
"We can not get caught by not going out at all," he finalized before turning back to the mass of papers on his desk.
A small moment of complete silence traveled between the two as she stood there and eyed her teacher with a piercing gaze. She let out a tiny breath before reaching her long arms over and snatching the pen out of his fingers, giving him a jolt of surprise.
"Don't say no yet. Give me a month...no, a week." Amu pleaded. "That's all I'm asking. You don't have to take it seriously at all, it's just some high school girl's thing. And if we get caught, I'll take the complete blame."
He felt his mind grow weary and frustrated at the girl's ability to be this stubborn. Nevertheless, if he wanted his pen back...
"Dammit, two weeks then. No more than that."
"Okay." She nodded in agreement.
"And if we get caught, well, that's not going to happen right?"
"Of course."
"Okay fine then, you win." He sighed, shaking his head disapprovingly at his own stupidity. "Two weeks."
LOL. Um, that was the best I could do. Please don't hate me guys. Hopefully, I didn't ruin the plot and the character profiles for most of you...if you even remember this story (because I obviously did...) Please review.