Authors Chat: I only finished chapter 5 earlier tonight, but I still had ideas swimming in my head. I ended chapter 5 where I wanted to, but had to keep writing. Note, there are some repeated parts in this chapter (the scene being practiced), and since you should already know the scene if you've read this far, I'm giving you a little break. The scene text has only been modified to fit the situation (i.e. room), so if you choose to skip it, the acting scene starts with ////// marks and ends again with ////// marks.

I would greatly appreciate your comments and constructive criticism!

That being said, italics text are direct thoughts of characters, text is in quotes, noises are done with asterisks.

DISCLAIMER: Skip Beat! and it's characters are not my original creation, they are owned and created by Nakamura Yoshiki.

Story Timeline: This fanfic is outside the timeline Nakamura-sensei has set forth. This would take place past the present storyline, but a not-so-distant future. Character development applies as I will attempt to keep the characters as Nakamura-sensei has made them. (Otherwise it just isn't a fanfiction but rather a fiction merely using the same names!) Just don't forget that some things may seem a bit out of character since they (characters) are in situations that Nakamura-sensei has not yet put them into or developed the emotional necessity for.

Playing With Fire

Act 6

Natsu was surprised at how easily Katsuki threw her off of him. She was sure she would be able to hold him down longer than that. He had hidden strength under that stiff dress shirt. This would be more fun than she expected.

Natsu certainly had plans to ruin this new teacher, but thought it wouldn't be much of a challenge. This just might turn out to be a bit exciting after all.

"Turn-about is fair play." He leaned in to kiss her but stopped short of her lips. He was teasing her like she teased him. She was certain though that he would not hit a girl and grinned her amusement.

"Mogami-san, again?" Ren moved off of Kyoko to let her up, but Natsu remained on the bed, looking up at Katsuki as if he had never released her. What was he doing, teasing her like that and then just giving up like some cold fish?

Ren stood up and extended his hand to her. Natsu accepted his hand and stood facing him.

"This time, lets do the whole scene. I think you can do it correctly now."

Natsu smirked and climbed off the bed, getting in position as he sat against the headboard as if it were his desk.

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"Oh… Kitagawa-san. Where are you friends?"

"Nevermind them. They have things to do." Natsu paused. "You don't think I honestly am with them ALL the time, do you?" She purred and stepped onto the bed.

Katsuki sat against the headboard. "No, of course not." He smiled. "Well, do you need something then?"

Natsu came up to the bed and leaned on it toward Katsuki. "Mm… not particularly."

"Then if you wouldn't mind, Kitagawa-san, I need to complete this paperwork."

Natsu stepped onto the bed and sidled up to Katsuki. Katsuki was left with his hands up at either side of his shoulders or risk putting Natsu between his arms. She looked at Katsuki.

"Kitagawa-san. You really must move."

She shook her head. "nuh-huh," reached out and grabbed his risen hands and placed them at her hips. As she was not sitting, his hands could not rest on her thighs, so Natsu settled to place them grasping her hips. Katsuki pulled his hands away.

"… Kitagawa-san… I don't know what you're trying to do, but I am your teacher. I can not view you in… that way."

"Oh come on Se-n-sei," she cooed. "I won't tell." She lifted her right hand to her mouth and licked her finger before running it wet down the side of Katsuki's face.

Katsuki flinched. "NO. That is inappropriate, and I am just starting my position here. I can not compromise my position. You are a student, and I am your teacher."

"Why? There's nothing wrong with it. I'm old enough. I've been with men before, so it isn't like you'd be taking anything from me," Natsu laughed.

"I've said no Kitagawa-san. Now please move so I can finish my work." Katsuki reached out and grabbed Natsu's shoulders and gave her a soft push. She didn't move from her spot, refusing to budge.

Instead, she pouted. Then, "fine. But you have to at least give me a hug first!"

Katsuki hesitated. "… Fine. Make it quick. I have a lot of work to do." He stood up and gently pulled Natsu toward him. Natsu used the gentle pull to throw her body against Katsuki's and he stumbled back against the headboard with Natsu clinging to his chest.

She hung on with her arms around his neck, he with his arms around her waist to catch her as she fell against him.

"K-Kitagawa-san. You really must stop this. You've had your hug, now please… go."

"That wasn't the hug Sensei. That was catching a falling star," she laughed.

Katsuki looked down at her face and saw the desire in her eyes and hesitated. He felt himself being drawn in.

Katsuki slid his hand up her back then intertwined his fingers in her hair. He jerked her head back.

"Do it," she dared him.

Katsuki ran his hand up her left arm, grabbed her wrist, and quickly twisted her arm behind her so she was up against him.

Natsu slid her left leg up his thigh then pulled her leg tight against the back of Katsuki's knee.

She twisted her arm back around and grabbed his wrist, pinning him to the bed with her straddling him.

She whispered "Se-n-sei is very naughty. Touching a student in such a manner…" She leaned forward but stopped an inch from his mouth. She grinned, sat back up, and slapped him.

Katsuki's face was forced to the side and his cheek turned darker red where her hand struck.

He turned his face back with a gleam in his eyes.

Katsuki grabbed Natsu's shoulder and force her to the side then rolled her over and rolled to sit on top of her, grabbed her hands and pinned.

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"Turn-about is fair play." He leaned in to kiss her but again stopped short.

"Finish the scene Sensei," Natsu baited him.

Ren froze at the improvisation. That isn't one of the lines… is she asking me to kiss her?! Ren was torn between reason and desire. She was just acting her character, wasn't she? Was she encouraging him as Kyoko just to finish the scene for the practice?

Ren fought silently with himself still inches away from Natsu's mouth. Natsu licked her lips. Her pink tongue sliding out of her orifice, glazing moisture over her soft lips.

That was all it took. Ren… Katsuki… Kuon… He didn't even know which one it was who took the initiative, but that mouth… he HAD to have it, and he closed the distance.

From his position on top of her he had complete control over how he kissed her, and it was not gently. His lips fought hers for dominance, pushing against each other as he tasted her sweet breath. He sucked on her bottom lip, but she was not tame and did not grant him his desires. She bit back. She grazed her teeth against his top lip in response but did not stop there.

He started to pull his head back from the scene and collect his bearings, but Natsu wouldn't have it. He had started the kiss, but she would be the one to end it, and she did not want it to end yet. She pushed against his hold on her, trying to get to his mouth for more.

Ren looked down at Natsu as she struggled to reach his lips. God, how much can one man take!?

She forced one of her hands free and threw it up, grasping Ren's neck.

Natsu was hungry, and knew what she wanted.

She pulled Ren's mouth down to meet hers, forcing him to return the kiss. Ren tried to pull away again, but it was a feeble attempt as his defenses were wearing down.

Soon, they were gone completely, and he released her hands so he could better make use of his own hands. He placed his hands on either side of her face and tilted her face up toward him as his mouth fought for dominance. He won when he forced her mouth open and his tongue pried its way in to wind and lick her own tongue. He ran his tongue over her teeth as she gradually came to understand the real purpose for human's to have tongues and began the battle for her tongue to enter his mouth and explore its depths.

He inhaled, taking the breath from her lungs as she entered his mouth, leaving her breathless but able to feel every ridge in his mouth. She tried to take her breath back and he let her, letting her take the air he had inhaled through his nose. Her lips massaged his, her head angling to give her a better reach. Their lips pressed together, forcing each other open as the kiss did not end, her stealing his breath and him readily giving it to her.

It felt greedy. She was stealing from him, but he was stealing from her at the same time. Natsu liked the feeling, and she released him from the kiss at the thought of it. She dropped her head back against the bed and looked up at her victim from lowered lashes.

What looked down at her was no longer Ren, but rather the Emperor of the Night. She thought he was her toy, but in truth, she was his prey, and he was ready to make the kill.

The Emperor's eyes roved over Natsu's body. Her thin waist… slender shoulders… the taut skin of her neck… He could see her pulse beating fast in her neck.

"Are you afraid?" his voice was husky and warm.

"Are you?" Natsu tilted her chin as if to point at him with it.

The Emperor smiled a wicked smile then took her mouth in his again and kissed her deeply. His lips then grazed her skin as he breathed heat down her neck and settled at the crook where it met her shoulder.

He nipped and sucked at that place while his left hand roved down to slide under the hoodie and slowly forced it up. He stopped working at her neck long enough to force the sweatshirt up over head and fling it somewhere in the room. Somewhere away.

Natsu was left in the shorts and tight camisole, and he was contented that could feel her through the thin cloth. His hand started at the side of her waist, his hand was large and wrapped around the entire left side of her waist. His fingers slid up around her back and he lifted her torso up to him, crushing her against his chest as he kissed and sucked at her neck.

He trailed a line of kisses back up and along her jaw line before returning to her mouth for another kiss.

He kissed at her mouth, but she did not respond. He raised his eyes to meet hers and realized she was afraid.

What had happened? She was so eager moments before…

Ren released her gently back onto the bed as the Emperor fled his mind.

"…Mogami-san…?" He looked at her concerned.

She was shaking.

"…I…" He climbed off the bed and went to pick up the sweatshirt halfway across the room.

He returned the sweatshirt to her. "I… I'm sorry?" he said, not certain if he really was or what had just happened.

He had just had the best make-out session of his LIFE, and she was afraid of him? It just didn't add up.

Ren helped pull the sweatshirt slowly back over Kyoko's head and sat beside her on the edge of the bed, uncertain what to say.

She didn't jump up and run away. I suppose that is a good sign…

"Mogami-san… if you are happy with the scene… I think I should take you home now."

She merely nodded.