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I'll Never Leave You
Susan was surprised with the kiss, but responded nonetheless. Caspian could feel her tense then relax against his lips. When Susan fully relaxed, he traced his tongue on her lower lip, asking for entrance. Susan granted his request and opened her mouth to respond. He loved it. Susan, sensing that Caspian's kiss was near desperation, tilted her head to give him easier access. Susan moaned quietly. She could feel Caspian smile slightly against her lips. Encouraged by the pleasured sound she was making, Caspian put one hand on her head and one around her waist, pulling her closer. In turn, Susan entangled her hands in his thick brown locks, pulling him even closer.
Susan was beginning to get comfortable, and began responding to his kiss. Her response just added more passion to the embrace. That was when the two of them were interrupted by an 'ahem.'
The embracing couple tore themselves away from each other to look at who made the sound. The headmaster. Susan's face went crimson while Caspian remained impassive, with a small elated smile on his face. Even as Susan's face was tilted towards the ground, she could see Lucy's glowing face, Edmund's grimace, and Peter's 'if-you-must' look she constantly got.
The headmaster did not seem happy. "What do you think this is, Miss Pevensie? A bar?! This is a school, and I intend for you to follow school rules! So that means not too much snogging, and if you're going to do it, then at least do it in private! I will not have my students' or my own mind scarred by such images!"
Susan blushed even darker. Even Caspian's face glowed red.
The remaining siblings snickered, though the headmaster was completely serious.
"Now, then Caspian, since you and Miss Pevensie know each other so well, I will have her show you around the school. Since you started school late, you'll be in her grade. Now, go have a seat while I assign the Pevensie Clan's punishment."
Caspian nodded, and moved to the couch.
"What to do with the Pevensies. You know, this is the forty-some time at least one of you has come into my office. And Lucy, I thought you would steer clear of your siblings' way of life." Professor Kirkham sighed in a way that the siblings thought was quite comical.
"Now, as your punishments, all of you will serve detention with me next week. I can't make it this week because I have to get-"
"Okay! We get it. We don't need to know what your weekend plans are, Professor!" cried Edmund.
Professor Kirkham glared at Edmund. "You better watch your mouth, young man, or I'm going to have to give you one more detention. Do you know how many that is?"
They all looked at the professor, hoping that she was just joking. She wasn't. Did she really think that the Pevensies were thugs and thought nothing of school?! How dare she talk to the Narnian Kings and Queens of Old in such a manner!
Edmund was twitching with annoyance. "Yes. I do, Professor. It's two." Edmund was straining to keep his voice even and not strangle the principal.
The headmaster nodded, obviously pleased that Edmund replied so quickly. "You are free to go then. Caspian, you go with them."
They all nodded and left the room.
Professor Kirkham stretched her legs onto her desk. "Ugh. One of these days, I'm going to go to America away from the Pevensie Clan."
The five Narnian Kings and Queens walked down the hallway. All were laughing and discussing the recent events in both worlds.
"Caspian," Lucy began.
Caspian stopped walking and turned to the youngest Pevensie. "Yes?"
"I was wondering. If one year for us is 1300 years in Narnia, how come you're the same age you were when we met you? Shouldn't you have died from old age?"
"First of all, thank you so much for saying that I should be dead. It makes me feel very welcome," Caspian started, sarcastically. Lucy giggled. "Second, Queen Lucy, I'm not sure. I believe Aslan bridged the time gap between the worlds. Believe it or not, it's only been about six months since you left."
"But why are you here?"
"Pardon?"
"Why are you here with us when you should be in Narnia?" This question caught the other Pevensies' attention. It was a question they'd been pondering, but never voiced to Caspian.
Caspian paused before answering. "To be completely honest, I have no idea. Aslan sent me here, and I'm sure he has his reasons," He paused and looked at Susan. "But while I'm here, I'm going to make the best of the time I have."
Susan blushed under Caspian's intense gaze. Caspian stepped close to Susan and pressed his lips gently upon hers. The kiss was sweet and gentle, quite unlike their previous one, but with just as much passion.
Just as the kiss was getting heated, a voice behind them shouted, "Susan! Wait up!"
Tearing away from Caspian, Susan turned to look at the source of the voice. She saw one of her friends from History class, who she constantly passed notes with.
"Susan! What… happened? I… heard… you… were at the… headmaster's office," Natasha said, between pants.
Susan looked at her friend. "Nothing happened. I just told off the professor. That's all. Though she was in a right state, when I left." They all laughed.
"But who's your friend? I saw you kissing him from up the hallway."
A faint smile appeared on Susan's face. "This is my friend, Caspian."
Natasha looked strangely. "You two looked like more than just friends to me! You two were snogging for Pete's sake!"
Susan blushed. "Well, yeah. I suppose. I mean, we met a while ago."
"Where?"
Susan wasn't sure how to answer this one. She turned to Caspian desperately.
"I'm from the country. I grew up on a farm out in Bath." (A/N: I'm not completely sure if Bath is a rural area. Correct me if I'm wrong.)
Susan looked at him. How did he know that?
Natasha looked at him skeptically, then shrugged. "Well, don't go off celebrating yet. We still have class, remember? Ugh, I really don't want to go to History right now. I hear we have a substitute, and she's as mean as hell!"
Susan shrugged. "Oh, well. This'll only be my second trip to the office today. Who cares? It's only one more."
"Hey, Susan. What happened to the sweet, obedient girl who never talked back that I used to know?" said Natasha, chuckling.
Susan let out a laugh. "I don't know. But she'll come back when we actually like Professor Kirkham!"
They all chuckled at that.
At that note, the Pevensies, Caspian, and Natasha all headed to class, laughing, with Susan and Caspian's hands linked together, both staring into each others' eyes. Neither of them planned to lose each other again any time soon.