A/N: I haven't posted anything in a while since I've been working on my next Negima story, and I've been distracted by the holidays, so I thought I would go ahead and post this little piece. Also, I do not own Negima, which is probably a good thing.

A Day Indoors XII

Negi awoke to a pleasantly warm sensation against his back. He opened his eyes and sighed. He'd done it again. He was in Asuna's bed and any minute now she was going to wake up and clobber him.

Negi started to move but then noticed something was wrong. Daylight was streaming through the window, which meant it was past time for Asuna to be up and out to deliver papers. It WAS a holiday, so maybe she didn't have to deliver anything today. Negi relaxed. With luck he could sneak out before she realized he'd been there.

Negi was about to get up when a soft arm draped over his waist pulling him close to two rather soft cushiony things immediately behind his neck. Negi gulped and wondered what was about to happen.

It wasn't until her hand started rubbing his chest that Negi REALLY started to get alarmed. She's dreaming about Takamichi again! Negi thought in alarm. He'd heard from Konoka how Asuna would dream about her Takahata-sensei, and Negi had been awoken abruptly on numerous occasions to a furious Asuna who had apparently been kissing him while he slept. This however was the first time he'd been awake for it.

Negi began to panic, but then calmed himself. Asuna was usually mad at him when she would awaken to find herself all over him, but she never did anything really violent, (out of embarrassment most likely). If Negi just played possum until she woke up naturally, he'd escape certain doom.

Negi relaxed and tried to pretend he was asleep as Asuna's hand played across his chest. He was slowly beginning to enjoy having his sore muscles massaged when he felt the kiss.

Negi had his head tilted away from Asuna as he slept and now she was kissing and playfully nibbling at the nape of his neck. If she's thinking this about Takamichi, no WONDER she's so angry when she wakes up. Negi thought. He then remembered her being furious to find him asleep on her naked chest one morning and decided that it might not have actually been his fault after all.

The memory of that morning slowly started Negi's mind to reeling. What if she starts getting naked again? He thought in a panic.

Negi's worst fears were confirmed as Asuna started to slowly unbutton… HIS PAJAMAS! Negi froze as Asuna slowly started undoing his shirt; and her kisses hadn't stopped on his neck as he tried to think desperately of what to do. If anything her kisses had become more urgent, and at this rate Negi was going to have a hickey the size of Liverpool by the time she was done.

Unfortunately, Konoka was spending the holiday with her grandfather, and had left last night and wouldn't be back until that evening. Negi tried to think of who else he might get to help. He could probably reach his pactio cards, but who could he call? Setsuna was with Konoka; that ruled her out. Nodoka would pass out immediately; no good there. Negi didn't even think of calling for Chamo, knowing him he'd only take pictures.

Any other thoughts were forcefully eradicated from the young boys mind as Asuna finished unbuttoning his top and started running her hand across his bare chest. Her kisses now moved to the side of his neck as she drew him back tighter into her warm embrace.

Negi couldn't believe what was happening to him, and then the memory of the previous night came flooding back. Asuna had insisted that he take a bath and had even given him some special soap. Negi had returned after training, and granted he was hot and sweaty, but he had already bathed that day and didn't think that he smelled that bad. Asuna had practically thrown the scented soap at him and ordered him into the bath.

"Girls don't like getting close to smelly boys, Negi." Asuna had said to him. Now Negi was wishing he absolutely reeked, because now if Asuna had wanted him to…

The thought came unbidden to Negi's mind. Asuna wanted him. Tired of pining after Takamichi and being rejected, she was turning to the only other male she was close to.

Negi struggled to try to find a way to stop his amorous roommate gently. He didn't want to hurt her feelings and more importantly he didn't want her hurting various parts of his anatomy. That was when the hand moved.

Negi nearly squealed as Asuna reach down patted his bottom. She then started rubbing his side. If Negi didn't stop this soon he was going to end up naked. True he'd done it to Asuna so many times now that it would almost seem like karma for him to finally get stripped himself, but he really didn't want to be that way with Asuna right now.

Negi cleared his throat and started to say something to Asuna, but the hand quickly reached up and gently covered his lips. "Shh." Came the reply from somewhere right next to his ear. ASUNA WAS AWAKE!

Negi was now in full panic mode as the girl continued to make out with him. His blood was starting to race and he was having problems thinking clearly. He might be ten years old, but bloody hell, he was still male and this was driving him crazy. She simply had to stop, if she didn't he would… he would…

He'd be that happiest little twerp in Japan, that's what he'd be. He'd be lying to himself if he didn't admit that he found all the girls in his class attractive. He'd seen them all in their underwear or less and right now one of them was getting ready to make a man out of him.

Negi whimpered out of a little bit of fear and kept telling himself how wrong this was on many levels, but at that moment time, puberty decided to rear its ugly head and he was powerless before Asuna's gentle kisses.

Negi didn't resist as his shirt was pulled away, and this time whimpered not out of fear, but from loosing the warmth of the girl behind him. It wasn't until she pulled him back into her embrace that he realized that she was topless too. It then occurred to Negi that if she planned this, she might not be wearing…

Negi gulped. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and he was further down in the bed, but he couldn't tell if she was wearing ANYTHING. All Negi felt behind him was warm, soft, skin. He was doomed. Kiss the teaching position good-bye, the position he was in now was about to bring it all to a screeching halt.

Negi was powerless as the hand that was about to shatter his dreams, but fulfill his fantasies slipped down to the waistband of his pajamas.

Negi was startled by the sound of the door to his room opening and he was about to panic thinking his career was over before he even got to do anything when Asuna walked in.

"Alright, time's up. I hope this pays off that debt I owe you." Asuna said angrily. She was wearing the clothes and the satchel she usually used to deliver papers.

"Fully." Ayaka said giving Negi's rump a squeeze and then leaning over to kiss him on the lips.

Negi lay there stunned speechless looking back and forth between the two girls. Finally, with a thin trickle of blood escaping his nose he collapsed back on the pillow. "I feel like such a whore."

A/N: Yep, that's right, Asuna, Negi's new pimp. Sorry for this being so short but anything longer, and I would have ended up making it an 'M' story.