Disclaimer: Ah, yes! to be Akamatsu and have a perverted mind like that...ah, the life...Nope, don't own any of his works, nor any other author's works, for that matter!

Mahou Sensei Negima: Complex Love.

Fourth chapter: SaturDATE?

"So, what are you saying?" Asuna spoke, giving Misa a questioning look while also watching Konoka from the corner of her eye.

"Well, I snapped at her earlier for no reason at all. And, to top it off, ever since that dream last night I haven't been…well, comfortable around her" Misa whispered, drumming her fingers on the table, "well, I can understand, I think" Asuna replied, crossing her arms as she intensified her gaze on the purple haired girl.

"And how, exactly, could you understand, Asuna?" Konoka asked, her voice as airy as usual, "W-well, I can…alright, I can't! are you happy, Konoka?" Asuna burst out.

"Should I be?"

The two other girls sighed, hoping that god did, in fact, break the mold when he made Konoka.

Elsewhere, Madoka was making her way back to the dorms, taking some time to stop off and get some breakfast from a small café.

"All this food and I still go for the same thing every time?" Madoka looked at the food she'd ordered, sighing as she made her way out to a table on the sidewalk, not noticing that a familiar face sitting nearby with a cigarette in hand.

As Madoka took a bite from her burger, she was joined by none other then Takamichi, her old English teacher from before Negi arrived in Japan, "well, well! Kugimiya, I'm surprised to see you alone on a nice day like this!" Takahata spoke, taking a seat after asking for permission from the girl.

"So, why aren't the other cheerleaders with you today?"

Madoka stopped eating, taking her time to think up an excuse for why she wasn't with Misa and Sakurako, one that her previous sensei would believe as he had an unusual knack for telling whether a student was lying or not, "I just…woke up early, that's all" Madoka sighed, knowing that she'd failed miserably.

"Hm, that's not normal at all for teenagers, from my experience!" Takamichi said, grinning at Madoka while extinguishing his cigarette in an ashtray, "so tell me, what's on your mind? I don't know if I can help, but if you'll trust me…"

Madoka fidgeted under her former sensei's gaze, "w-well…it kinda has to do with…"

Back at the dorms.

"So? Why not ask her? Although, Madoka has been acting weird ever since, so maybe she knows about-"

"But this dream happened last night, Asuna! What if-what if I really-"

Konoka interrupted Misa, "why worry? If you like her, then just ask her if she feels the same way, it's that easy!"

Both Misa and Asuna's eyes widened at Konoka's words, "yeah, and Madoka will still be alive afterwards?" Asuna spoke, sarcasm dripping in her voice, "well, I guess that could be a problem…" Konoka admitted, a sweat drop plainly visible on the side of her head.

Back at the café.

"So, that's the whole story…" Madoka finished, her cheeks tinted with red as she awaited Takahata's response.

"…"

Madoka waited, looking at the man's face as his new cigarette threatened to fall out of his wide open mouth, "Um, Takahata-sensei?"

"…"

Great, just great! I really screwed up! How could I go and talk about this to a teacher? He won't-

"W-Well…I'm grateful that you trusted me with such a personal dilemma, Kugimiya! To be honest, I thought only Asuna trusted me enough to speak about things that bothered her like this" the older man spoke, his voice back to its comforting self, "However, I'm wondering something…"

Madoka gulped, "Y-yes, sir?"

Takamichi laughed, putting the girl at ease before touching upon that subject again, "What I've been wondering is; why haven't you tried asking Kakizaki yourself, rather then agonize over it as you've been doing? Don't you trust her as a friend?"

"Yes, I do! But…I don't want to lose her as a-"

"But how are you a friend if you can't be honest with her? Won't you just hurt her even more if you keep this secret?"

Madoka was about to speak before Takahata continued, "There are things that I cannot teach my students, no matter how much I try, Madoka, but I tried to instill a feeling of family in my class, at the very least" Takahata removed the cigarette from his mouth before going on, "If, because of these feelings, your friends can't accept you for you, then why are they friends in the first place?"

"I can't say that it'd be right to force Kakizaki into a relationship, but that YOU should be open to the thought that you are over reacting and that she might, even if she doesn't hold the same feelings for you, still want you as a friend even after all this."

Madoka thought over her former sensei's words, "If you want to ask her, you owe it to her, and yourself, to be sure of your actions, and to ask her yourself" Takahata smiled at the girl, "I have faith in my students to be honest with themselves as well as their friends, but I hope that they'll be honest with their feelings, regardless of whom they are for."

Takahata stood up, leaving the girl at the small table, "Well, I have faith that you'll do the right thing, Madoka, but don't go around hiding your feelings just for society's sake."

As the teacher walked off, Madoka thought over what he'd just said, allowing a smile to creep onto her features as she finished her meal, "Yeah, he's right…" She picked her garbage up, dumping it in a trash receptacle before making her way back to the dorms, "I think…"

Back at the dorms…

Well, I can't say that was helpful…Why'd I ever think going to Konoka would be of any help when even she can't figure out where her and Setsuna stand?

Misa walked down the stairs, reaching the exit to the dorms and deciding that a walk would do her some good, "I wonder if I should go apologize to Madoka for this morning? I really shouldn't have snapped at her…" the girl moped as she wandered out the door, shielding her eyes from the sun.

After walking for a few minutes, Madoka noticed a familiar cap from a few streets over, noticing that a very familiar face happened to be right underneath, walking slowly as though in thought.

Score! That was easy, finding Misa! Now, all I need to do is figure out how to ask her-

"Madoka?"

"Yeah-what?" Madoka jumped back a few feet, noticing that Misa was standing right in front of her, a rather…sad expression upon her features, "M-Misa! Don't scare me like that!"

Misa started laughing at her friend's panicked face, "sorry, sorry! I have to admit, that was really funny, Madoka! Why were you spaced out like that?" Misa tried to stop giggling, placing her hand over her mouth as Madoka gave a clueless towards the other young woman.

Alright Madoka, here's your chance!

Alight Misa, now's your chance!

"Hey, I was-" they both spoke in unison, stopping to allow for the other to speak, "Do you-" they both gave each other a look as though to press the other on before speaking their piece, "You speak first, Misa" Madoka laughed, allowing for the girl to say what was on her mind.

"You wouldn't…perhaps, like to go shopping, would you, Madoka?"

Madoka hoped that Misa hadn't seen the blush she knew was on her cheeks, as she was able to look down the purple haired girl's shirt with this new vantage point, "O-Okay!"

And with that, the two girls were off…

After walking around the shopping center for a while, Misa finally forced Madoka into a swimsuit shop, hoping to find a suit since her other suit wasn't-(Misa wouldn't admit that she might have gained a pound or two over time)-fitting right.

Madoka stood outside the changing room, listening to the rustling that emanated from the tiny room due to the teenage girl inside trying on different suits, and imagining what Misa looked like in one of the suits she had taken in with her.

That red two piece looked great! Although, the white one piece with the opening near the belly was great too! crap, why the heck does she have to try these things on in front of me?

Misa, meanwhile, was thinking something along the same lines…

Why is this so embarrassing for me? It's not like we're on a date, is it? Why am I blushing at the thought of Madoka seeing me in this? She's seen me naked in the bathhouse before, so why-

Misa blushed at the thought of Madoka peeking in at her, a strange feeling welling up within her, tingling all over her body.

Crap! This is not happening! This is not-

Misa's face went as red as the two piece swimsuit she had tried on a few seconds ago.

I did not just-! Oh-my-god…These were my favorite panties!

Misa walked out of the changing room, stuffing a bag into her purse before passing the two suits that she had just tried on, dismissing her friend's inquiries as to why she hadn't bought anything from the store, "T-They just didn't have anything I liked, that's all!"

Or, was it the fact that you just had…an experience in the stall, Misa Kakizaki?

Huh? Who the hell are you-

I'm you, just the other half of you…the side that knows what you really want…

Okay, can you tell me what I want right now?

If it's the thought of me disappearing for the rest of your life, your just fooling yourself, Misa.

Oh? Then what do I want?

WHO you want, Misa? Well, you're standing right beside her, you know!

Misa allowed for a slight turn of her head, noticing that Madoka was looking at her rather strangely as they started on their way back to the dorms, per Misa's request, so that she could change clothing.

Yeah, right! Like I want to date my best-

That's the gist of it, yeah…

Misa's face went a bright red as that thought surfaced.

W-W-W

You heard me!

Her mind started singing at that moment.

Misa and Madoka sittin' in a tree! F-U-C-

"SHUT UP!" Misa shouted aloud, catching Madoka's attention, "Um, Misa? Are you alright?"

Crap, and I was worried about me? Misa must know about me-

"Yeah! Yeah, I'm alright! Just thinking, that's all!" Misa shrugged her outburst off, deciding that she'd talk about her problem with Madoka later that night, after she put a new pair of panties on, that is…

Elsewhere…

"Keep praying, you three! Keep praying!" Kazumi panicked, leading the other three in prayer as Misora Kusuga watched on with amazement and wonder (and perhaps, a little jealousy) as the four girls started their eighth round of prayer in a ten minute period.

Elsewhere once again...

Back at the dorms at around five' o'clock, Misa and Madoka walked into the entranceway, parting ways as Madoka felt that Misa would rather be alone about now, and because Madoka had lost any resolve she had acquired during the day to talk with the other girl about her feelings.

After leaving the dorms again, Madoka walked around for a few minutes, trying to regain her courage so that she could tell Misa what was on her mind before meeting up with, yet, another well known face, "Shizuna-sensei! W-what are you-"

"Maybe I should be asking that, Ms Kugimiya?"

A/N: Wow, two updates so close to one another, I'm impressed with my endurance! you know; after this story is done, I kinda want to make a sequel, seeing as this is really fun to write and all...and for everyone who was saying that it was to bad for us that this couple wasn't canon, I have finally found an answer for us that may be of solice... the answer? we don't know what the future of these girls really holds, do we? maybe they just might get involved with one another when they're adults? just a thought, do with it what you will.

Well, I really can't wait to put the next chapter up, but until then...

Read and review! See ya! Oh, and it takes stamina to stretch a day over three chapters, you know?