Ok, before I start I am so sorry I didn't update this for ages. I write my fanfics on my school laptop since my other one broke a while back and there was some trouble with all my files. My documents, pictures, music, everything was gone. So I couldn't find this chapter anywhere on my computer. It took a while to fix but I went to the I.T guys at my school and they fixed it and recovered all of my documents. THANK GOD!
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Chapter 6: Jellal's fears, Lucy's tears

Jellal's POV

Shit.

Holy shit.

Holy fucking shit.

What the hell have I done?

I've haven't been a teacher for long and already I've landed myself in a terrible ordeal, one that I know I won't get out of unscathed.

I made out with Erza – one of my students – in the storage closet of all places.

I never should have become a teacher. I don't even remember what drove me to study teaching in the first place. And teaching university students of all people. Students whom aren't all that younger than me.

Somehow I managed to get myself stuck in a closet with my scarlet haired student who was running from a fan club. Somehow under such ridiculous circumstances we ended up pressed against each other with our mouths eagerly seeking each other out.

"God damn it Jellal!" I scolded myself internally, "She's bloody 19 for fuck's sake!"

She was still a teenager, barely an adult. Why I found myself so utterly attracted to her eluded me. I mean, yes she was beautiful, obviously. But teenagers had always kind of scared me, even when I was one myself.

How were we supposed to handle this? If anyone ever found out about what had just happened I'd probably never teach again and Erza would most likely be expelled.

Ultear had been so happy to hear that I'd been accepted to teach at such a prestigious university like this one. And Meredy-chan... Seeing her eyes filled with pride and excitement after Ultear announced my new job to her. I couldn't bear seeing how disappointed they would both be if I lost my job over something like this.

Really, it was the most shameful way to go. To be caught having an affair with a student.

"Oi, Mr Fernandes! Hey!" The voice of the pinkette boy, Natsu Dragneel, snapped me out of my inner turmoil.

"Huh?" I turned my gaze towards the classroom full of students staring at me.

"The lesson started 10 minutes ago... Aren't you going to teach now?" His raven haired friend, aka, Ultear's brother Gray spoke up.

"O-Oh right..." I looked at my desk, trying to remember what it was we were supposed to be doing this lesson.

My eyes landed on a box of books, slightly aged and well worn. Right, of course, we were starting a new topic today.

I picked up the box and began to make my way around the class room, handing one to each individual within the classroom.

Of all the classes I had to be teaching right now it just had to be the junior Advanced English class. The class of which Erza was a part of.

I handed a book to Juvia, Levy, Lucy and lastly the girl who had caused me trouble since day one, Erza.

Our finger tips brushed ever so slightly as I held out the small, dog-eared book for her to take. The moment we made contact her face flushed red and I could feel myself swallowing loudly. Our actions, thankfully, went unnoticed by the other students around us.

I rushed back to the front of the room, needing to get as far away from the scarlet haired girl as possible. If I stayed there I would be tempted to kiss her again and that hadn't ended well last time.

When we were in the closet we were driven by pure passion. But the moment we broke away we panicked and leapt away from each other and out into the open space beyond the cupboard. Once outside we had simultaneously decided to dash off in different directions and neither of us has said a word to the other ever since.

So standing near her, even just being in the same room as her is a struggle. I don't want her to get in trouble; I want to keep my job. But there is a part of me that longs to kiss her again. Properly this time so it's not just a wild, heat of the moment make out session, but a pure, innocent kiss with no lustful thoughts involved.

Although nothing about a student/teacher relationship could ever be innocent.

I'm so ashamed of the way I feel right now. I shouldn't feel this way about one of my students. I suppose I should just be glad that we didn't get caught in that situation.

Now, standing in front a room full of roughly 30 odd people, I swallowed my guilt and fear and began to do what I was being paid to do. Teach my students.

"Okay class, today we'll be starting a new topic. It's currently week 3 of term 2. Winter break will be here in just 7 weeks so I decided to give you something I'd consider to be fairly easy. You'll be studying the novel 'To Kill a Mockingbird'." I announced, earning myself a number of groans from my students, "You'll have until week 5 and then I'll expect you to have finished reading the book. It's then that we'll begin your assessment task.

"The assignment will be a 5 minute speech on whether or not this book should be included in our school curriculum. I'll hand out a sheet with a description sheet tomorrow but for now, you can just start on reading the novel for the rest of the lesson."

There were a few grumbled complaints about the book being from the 50's and how 'old' and 'boring' it was. I could already tell that they were the people that would be against having this novel in the school curriculum.

With a sigh, I sat back in my chair and let my eyes wonder around the room.

They passed over the massive poster on the wall over on the other side of the room that advertised an upcoming school event. For where I was sitting I could make out the word 'Festival' and that was about it. Everything else was a blur of green, pink and blue. I really should start wearing my glasses more often, this way I'd actually be able to see things like that from far away.

I then turned my eyes to a rather noisy section of the classroom. And who else would be making such a racket but Natsu Dragneel?

The pinkette and his friends were never perfectly quiet unless under test conditions. But today they just seemed even more rowdy than normal, similiar to that day I'd seen Erza's- No! Don't think of that now!

I turned my attention back to the disruptive group of students.

Laxus had his headphones around his neck for once but his music had been turned up so loud that you could actually here it playing, even from where I sat.

Natsu was growling insults at Gray who was replying in the exact same manner, whilst Lisanna was holding the pinkette's arm to try and stop him from throwing a punch at his raven haired rival. Loke hadn't shown up to class today at all. Levy was trying to stop Juvia from lunging at Natsu in Gray's defence, whilst Cana consoled a teary eyed Lucy. The blonde looked as if she was in severe pain and I wondered what could have been upsetting her for a brief moment before my attention was drawn to the scarlet haired beauty.

Unlike the rest of her friends, Erza remained quiet, with her legs propped up on the desk again – although this time she was thankfully wearing shorts – and the assigned book resting on her lap. Every so often she flipped the pages, her neutral expression never changing even once.

Her beauty was utterly compelling.

Those long dark lashes that framed those deep brown eyes. Perfectly straight scarlet hair, which, at the moment, was falling into her face, as if trying to obscure my lovely view of the young girl. Her shapely figure, smooth unmarked skin and lips sculpted to perfection.

Oh god, those lips. Already I was missing the feel of our mouths moulding together in a heated and passionate moment. Her tongue entwining with mine, getting to bite her lower lip oh so gently. I could never forget such a thing as this.

But despite the pleasure it had given me, I knew it was wrong. I had to do something about it before it went too far.

Maybe she thought of it as just a one-time thing. Maybe she didn't think anything of it and just did it for the sake of it. Some teenage girls were like that.

I know Ultear used to be like that before she met me and adopted Meredy-chan. Going out and drinking, smoking, doing drugs, making out or having sex with whomever she pleased. During this phase of her life, Ultear had no concern for herself or anyone around her.

All that mattered was pleasure and freedom, nothing else.

Could it be possible that Erza is the same?

Lucy's POV

I'm hungry. So very, very hungry. No... It's more like starving.

When was the last time I ate?

Yesterday I think. But I puked it up not long after, the same as the day before. Oh god I'm so hungry. I'm starting to get to that place where nothing even matters anymore; I wouldn't care if I went and stuffed my face full of food right now. I just want something to eat.

But I know if I do eat, I'm going to regret it soon after and make myself throw up as punishment.

I can't handle that right now.

My throat is sore and burning from yesterdays round of vomiting, my head is pounding from a headache that's lasted several hours and I think I may have a fever.

I feel a bit dizzy and my knees are kind of shaky. I left my English class not long ago to go to the nurse's office but I dropped my stuff of at my locker on the way.

Now I'm lost.

My confused and muddled brain cannot figure out where I am or where I am supposed to go. So I've been left to wander the hallways aimlessly until I come across something that resembles a nurse's office.

I stumbled through the corridor, hoping I won't have to walk for much longer. My legs are getting tired and walking seems like the challenge of a life time.

Suddenly I felt myself slipping, my legs finally giving way and my exhausted body falling to the ground.

It all seemed to happen in slow motion.

One minute I was on my way to slamming against the cold hard floor, then there was a flash of orange and blue and before I could even begin to comprehend the situation, a strong arm had encircled my waist, holding me steady.

I looked up to see a devilishly handsome face surrounded by wild orange hair and a pair of sparkly hazel eyes, partially hidden behind a pair of blue-tinted shades.

"Loke..." I whispered his name in a soft, breathy voice.

He had half a smirk playing on his lips as held me, one hand on my back, the other firmly gripping my right hand.

His expression had been almost playful at first, but then he took in my flushed cheeks and heavy breathing and his features became full of worry.

"Lucy, are you alright? You don't look so good." He asked, concerned.

I smiled despite the fact that I was feeling extremely light headed and hungry. Loke was displaying concern for me and that was all that mattered.

"I-I'm fine..." I mumbled, attempting to step away from him and walk on my own.

This only got me a few feet before I found myself growing closer and closer to the ground only to be caught in the arms of the same ginger haired playboy.

"Whoa there Luce, we've gotta get you to the nurse's office quickly." He spoke with anguish in his voice as he swept my feet off the floor and carried me bridal style towards the sick bay.

I tried to protest but I was simply too weak to put up a fight right now.

"Have you eaten anything at all today?" Loke asked, keeping his eyes staring straight ahead instead of looking at my face.

I glance down at the floor guiltily, watching his black converse covered feet gracefully striding along.

He turns his head to look me in the eyes, "That's what I thought." He whispers sadly.

A door opens and I know we've arrived at the nurse's office.

I can hear a cheerful voice talking to someone, maybe over the phone as we enter. The room smells sterile and clean but it's far too white for my liking.

Loke sets me down on one of several beds, tucking stray strands of my blonde hair behind my ear before resting his hand against my cheek, it's warmth making me blush.

"Loke..." I say quietly, "You didn't come to English today, why?"

It was all I could think to say at this time, I was so out of it and on the verge of losing consciousness that really, I wasn't even thinking.

"Oh. I was...um, avoiding someone." He mutters, adjusting his blue shades and withdrawing his hand from my face awkwardly.

In my hazy state I reach up to touch his cheek now, running my fingers backwards into his silky orange hair. "That's not nice Loke."

He smiles at me wryly before placing his hand over mine and rubbing his cheek against my palm, "I suppose so. Go to sleep now Lucy, I'll get you something to eat when you wake up and then we'll talk."

I give a little pout, "You're not going to leave me are you?"

"No, of course not," His eyes are shining with kindness, "I'll stay by your side until you wake."

And that was the last thing I remember before sleep took a hold of me, dragging me down towards a much needed, blissful slumber.

Loke POV

Finally she was asleep.

I was glad since she no longer looked as if she was in pain anymore. Instead her face looked almost peaceful, although her completion was still quite pale and her cheeks were still flushed pink, she appeared to be a lot more at ease.

I watched as the blonde's long eyelashes fluttered in her sleep, her well endowed chest rising up and down as she breathed deeply and evenly and her gloss coated lips, painted the colour of cherry's were slightly parted as her breath whistled past her pearl white teeth.

She looked almost like an angel with her blonde hair splayed out around her head and her hands resting just below her chest.

I leaned forward and brushed a stray strand of golden hair from her face as I had done earlier and whisper her name so quietly I could barely hear it myself.

For a few moments I began to wonder why exactly I was being so nice to this girl. I mean, we'd know each other since freshman year but that didn't mean all that much. I'd known all her friends since that time as well, yet I'd always been that little bit nicer to Lucy.

If I had seen Levy or Lisanna or any of the other girls from our group I no doubt would have helped them to the nurse's office, but I wouldn't carry them there.

I suppose Lucy was special, so very different to the other girls. She wasn't a drunk like Cana, a stalker like Juvia or a tsundere like Erza. She was just Lucy, plain and simple.

But I could tell there was something going on with her, something painful. She'd practically been in tears, stumbling around the hallways and looking as if she could faint any second. And she had pretty much admitted to me that she hadn't eaten anything today at all.

Could she possibly be –

My thoughts were cut short as a tall man with dark blonde hair strode into the room, looking quite rich and regal as he did so.

He closed the door behind him before making his way over to where Lucy lay asleep on the overly white bed.

He studied the blonde briefly before turning to me, "You, are you a friend of Lucy's? Do you know what happened to her?"

"Oh, yes I am. I found her stumbling around the halls, looking for the nurse's office and she didn't look too well so I helped her here. I don't think she's had anything to eat today but she needed to rest first." I answered.

"I see." He looked slightly troubled for a moment but quickly shook it off, "May I ask you name young man?"

"I'm Leo Celestia, a class mate of Lucy's. But everyone just calls me Loke." There was something about this man that made me slightly uneasy.

"It's a pleasure make your acquaintance Leo, and I'm grateful to you for helping Lucy." He said, with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, "I am Jude Heartfillia, Lucy's father." He offered his hand to me and I took it.

His hand shake was firm but not rough, something that he had no doubt done thousands of times during his life. Lucy's father looked to be a business man who earned lots of money. His wore a dark suit with a emerald green silk handkerchief tucked into the left breast pocket and a matching tie under the suit jacket.

His black shoes were shiny and freshly polished and he wore a large golden watch on his left wrist.

On his hands were two rings. A golden band on his left ring finger – no doubt his wedding ring – and a silver band with a medium sized silver square attached to the front. On the square there was an insignia that most likely represented his company.

There was no doubt in my mind that this family was filthy rich, yet Lucy never acted snobbish like the rest of them. For that, I was glad.

"PAPA!" I high-pitched shout came from the doorway and a young girl dressed in a high school uniform burst into the room.

"Michelle, keep your voice down!" Jude commanded his second daughter who cringed at his harsh tone.

"Yes papa." She almost whispers, "How is Lucy nee-chan? Will she be alright?" She asks turning to me instead of her father.

"She should be fine, she just needs to rest and have something to eat and then she'll be fine." I smiled reassuringly at the high school girl.

The younger Heartfillia smiled back at me, no doubt happy that her sister wasn't in any immediate danger.

So this was Michelle, Lucy's little sister that she always went on about? They didn't appear to be all that alike.

Granted, they both had blonde hair, although Michelle's was darker, dirty blonde and more like her fathers, whereas Lucy's was gold, almost like sunshine. Lucy had large brown eyes and Michelle had average, almond shaped eyes the colour of the ocean.

There body shapes were similar though. Both girls were curvaceous, with well endowed chests and skinny waists. But overall, they didn't appear to have too many physical features in common.

I suppose Michelle took after her father, whereas Lucy probably looked more like her mother.

Suddenly, Lucy's eyelids began to flutter, her mascara coated lashes fanning over her chocolate coloured orbs.

"Nee-chan!" Michelle noticed her eye movements and burst forwards towards her older sister.

"Keep quiet Michelle!" Jude scolded, his brows furrowing and forming parallel crease lines above his nose.

The younger sister instantly backed off with a small whimpering noise. She retreated to stand behind me, fear vaguely showing on her face.

I could feel my mouth curling downwards into a frown at the harsh tone of voice Lucy's father had used. Michelle hadn't even done anything wrong and he had yelled at her.

"Loke..." A small, tired-sounding voice whispered to me.

"I'm here Lucy." I whispered back, moving forward to take a hold of her hand.

This earned me a stern look from her father and a frightened glance from Michelle.

It was then that the screaming started.

So it took a while. A lot of readjusting, stressing and hours finally added up to the completion of this chapter. Don't hate me for taking so long please, I've had to deal with a lot of problems as of late.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter and please don't forget to read and review :)

Wonder-chan xx