Like I promised, today I'm updating My Sexy New Math Teacher, not waiting, like, a month or so. See? I follow my schedule. . . Most of the time. I can't believe I have a 100 reviews for seven chapters! Arigato!

Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice. If I did, would I really be on FanFiction writing ideas for it? Still ~sigh~ I have to say it. I don't own Gakuen Alice. Wait, didn't I already say that?

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I sulked into Math (well, as much as you could sulk with crutches) and plopped down into my desk. Natsume hadn't arrived yet, so I had time to sulk. The seat today, was especially hard, and I shifted uncomfortably. Then Ruka sauntered in, his expression dark. I honestly didn't think he wanted to be here. Hell, I knew he didn't want to be here.

When I glanced at the board, I was horrified to see a name scrawled in white chalk. Luna-sensei. Ah, hell, I thought I'd never have to see her again! I wonder if she knows why Natsume is divorcing her. Besides the fact she's a dirty cheater.

I fidgeted in my seat, and then she walked in. She wore a pressed white blouse, and a pencil straight black skirt. Skin coloured nylons and black pumps, about 5inches. Her dyed auburn hair was pulled into a tight bun, and makeup caked her face.

Luna set her brief case down on the desk, and glared at us, "Well you little brats, I'm subbing for Natsume-sensei, who is finishing up divorce papers." The girls in the room squealed (excluding me) and Luna finished her thought, "From me. Anyone who mention's him will be sent to the principles office." Silence roared in my ears. Who knew she'd be so pissed about it, even though it's her fault?

I decided to test my luck. One, because I didn't want to be here in class with the demon lady, and second, I hated her, so why not push her buttons? "Luna-san?" I remembered from my little 'visit' to Natsume's house.

She gritted her teeth, the class still dead silent, "Hai?"

"What did Natsume-sensei leave in his lesson plans?" I raised a brow curiously at her, as she fumed.

"In the hall now." Luna snapped pointing to the door. I fumbled with my crutches and stumbled out the door.

She followed me, "Mikan, is it?" I nodded, much to her displeasure. Luna slammed the door, and reached out, gripping the shoulder to my hoddie.

"You little bitch! How dare you ruin my marriage with Natsume!" She snarled, fingers digging into the skin of my shoulder. I flinched.

"You did that yourself. You slept around." I retorted, glaring at her. Luna's crimson lips curled into a dark smile.

"Slept around. As if I'm the only." My look of surprise made her smile darken, "Oh yes, your precious Natsume-sensei is a cheater as well. He's slept around with more women then I can count. Some have even been prostitutes. Want to know why, you little slut? Because I wouldn't put out for him anymore. I slept around after he started too."

My eyes stayed frozen open. She was lying, right? "I don't believe you."

Luna chuckled humorlessly, "I figured you wouldn't. Once my dear husband claims you, he'll leave you for another whore he deems fit. You, my darling, are just another number in his jar of tarts. You may think he loves you, but all he cares about is what's between your legs. Trust me, Mikan, he's nothing but a playboy. He will never wait for you." Her voice almost softened at the end, like she cared.

"How do you know?" I breathed, terrified of what she would say next.

"I wasn't even his first wife and the man's only twenty-eight. If you must know, I'm his fourth. He threw away his other wives just like he did me. Go, pretend to live happily in this pathetic highschool forbidden romance with your sensei. Just remember, he doesn't care about you at all." Luna was feral again. Her acrylic nails dug themselves into the skin of my shoulder, probably leaving crescent shaped marks.

No! I couldn't take it anymore, "People can change!" I was on the verge of tears. My throat was thick.

She stared at me sympathetically, "Child, Natsume has had years to change. What makes you think he'll change because of you. I thought the same thing, and look what happened to me? I lost everything because of him. My family disowned me because of him. I really loved him. I still do. Don't you think this hurts me too? I'm losing my husband. Don't let him ruin your life. He is not worth it."

My lip quivered, as a few tears leaked down my cheek.

"Luna!" Natsume growled at her, yanking me away from the women who told me of the sadness growing in her heart. I felt her nails remove themselves from my skin, Luna's nail tips red.

The woman sighed, "Sorry, Mikan. I have a class to teach."

My lower back warmed from Natsume's hand.

Natsume kissed the top of my head, "Go get your things, tell the nurse you're not feeling well. Let's get out of here."

I nodded, completely dazed. After I collected my stuff and checked myself out of the school, I was in Natsume's car.

It smelt like him. Mint and something woodsier. I rested my head against the door of the car, trying to control my breathing.

Although, I was surprised when Natsume drove out of the city limits. I wasn't sure where he was going. So I shrugged and closed my eyes.

What if Luna was right? She didn't look like she wanted her marriage to end. And what about her being disowned? How old is she?

"Natsume?" I whispered, trying to keep my voice even.

"Hn?"

"How old is Luna?" I asked quietly, biting my lower lip nervously.

"Nine-teen." He said, as he turned effortlessly. I chocked. 19?

"When did you get married?"

Natsume chuckled, "You sure do ask a lot of questions." I glared at him, "Alright, alright. We got married, last year?" What? My heart plummeted down to the pit of my stomach. No! No!

"Natsume, can you be honest with me about something?" I questioned. If he said yes to this next question, I didn't think I'd be able to be near him.

"Of course Mikan." He was suspicious. Oh great. I so did not need that.

"Have you been married three times before Luna?" Please say no. Please.

Natsume sighed, and I could tell there was an internal battle going on within him. "Yes."

My heart stopped. Luna was right. "Can you please take me home? I don't feel good at all."

My face was flushed. Natsume nodded, and made an illegal U-turn, heading back to Tokyo.

All the way home, I couldn't stop thinking about what he said. About what Luna said. Did Natsume honestly care about me?

He idled the car in front of my house. As I carefully got out, I debated telling him.

I turned, "Natsume? I'm moving a week before I turn eight-teen. I'll be back by the time I'm twenty. Are you okay with this?"

Natsume gulped, and forced out an answer, "Hai."

After I shut the door, and entered my house, did I know how false his words were. Natsume didn't care about me. Still, I couldn't help myself from praying Luna was wrong about him not being able to change.

Oh wow. Natsume you man-whore! Sorry I made Luna nice and Natsume a bad guy. . . Who still thinks he'll wait for her? I'll see you next Monday! Review!

~Emerald~