WARNING: FLUFF

CHAPTER 6

"It's Hyuuga-sensei." Mikan fidgeted, unable to meet her best friend's gaze, "The guy I m seeing, it's Hyuuga-sensei."

Hotaru blinked in response, her face still impassive.

Mikan nervously waited for her best friend to say something but several minutes had already passed and yet there was still no word from her.

"Hotaru-"

"You idiot," The dark-haired girl finally said, cutting her off.

Mikan could not help but feel relieved. At least she wasn't going to ignore her.

"How long have you been seeing him secretly?"

"Almost three months now..." She mumbled in a small voice but Hotaru heard every word very clearly, her eyebrows slightly twitching as she eyed Mikan.

"Three months?" Hotaru muttered, looking at her in disbelief, "I couldn't believe you kept this from me for three months. Moreover, how could I not notice it from the start?"

"We were very careful." Mikan knew the last part was rhetorical but she answered it just the same.

"I bet you are." Hotaru said sardonically and added, "Do you know what you got yourself into? He s a teacher, for crying out loud!"

"Hotaru! Please, lower your voice! Someone might hear you!" She hissed and anxiously looked around the area for bystanders. Fortunately, everyone is still engaged at the party.

"If the school finds out about this, you might not be able to graduate on time, or worse, you can get expelled!" Hotaru continued ranting, but this time, in a lower voice. "Hyuuga-sensei might even get fired from the school. But I guess he doesn t worry about that, does he? since he s the school president s son." The contempt against their math teacher was evident on Hotaru's tone of voice.

"Don't hate him, Hotaru. I also wanted this to happen,"

"You may have wanted this too but you re still underage. He s the adult in this situation. He should've known better." Hotaru retorted.

"I love him." The words instinctively slipped out of her lips before she could even think about it. Hotaru froze for a second and watched her.

"You're serious about him." She said after a while. It wasn't a question but a statement of fact, and Mikan could simply nod.

"You're such an idiot. What about him? How do you know he's serious about you, too?"

Mikan became quiet. To be honest, she s not sure at all. Yes, he did tell her the first time something happened between them that he was serious about her; but to what extent, she doesn't know. There was no assurance from him that they could still continue seeing each other after she graduates from high school.

"You're lucky I didn't bring my baka gun tonight. I would've beaten you to death." Hotaru said when she was unable to answer her question.

"Please don't tell anyone, Hotaru." Mikan pleaded to her best friend who seemingly has calmed down a little.

"It's not my secret to tell." The girl sighed compliantly.

Mikan beamed as she hugged her best friend.

"Oh, god. You don't know how relieved I am right now! I hate keeping secrets from you."

"You're such an idiot." Hotaru murmured and Mikan simply smiled.

"You know, you've already called me an idiot three times since the start of this conversation."

"Because you are."

Mikan chuckled. She took her best friend s hand and pulled her back to the party, but before they could return to where the other guests are, Hotaru stopped on her track.

"What's wrong?" Mikan asked.

"Have you guys done it?" Hotaru said, watching her cautiously. It took a couple of seconds before Mikan understood what Hotaru was trying to ask. She felt her face grew hot.

The furious blush on her face was enough to answer the question.

"Idiot. Remind me to shoot you with my baka gun on Monday." Hotaru grumbled as they continued heading back to the party.

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After the party, Mikan ended up sleeping over at Sumire s house along with Hotaru and their other classmates. Ruka wind up driving home some of their male classmates who were too drunk to commute alone.

It was almost ten when Mikan woke up that morning. Good thing Hotaru asked Ruka to pick both of them up at Sumire's house and drive them home.

When she reached the dorm, Mikan didn't waste any time. She got into the shower almost as soon as she entered her room. It was already past one in the afternoon when she arrived outside Natsume's apartment.

As per usual, she didn't come through the main entrance of the luxurious building. She came in through the backdoor and used the private elevator.

Mikan didn't bother to knock on the door and used the spare key she was given instead. When she entered the apartment, she immediately saw Natsume lying on the couch with a book covering his face in the living room area.

A smile instantly graced her lips at the sight of her teacher-cum-boyfriend. She walked over to him and knelt down on the floor beside the couch. Wordlessly, she grabbed the book away from his face and placed it on the coffee table near her.

He was sleeping. He may have fallen asleep while reading the book earlier. Mikan took her time watching his sleeping face. He still looked so cool even in his unconscious state.

She gently brushed away the bangs that were covering his handsome face. She let her fingers linger on his cheeks then above his chin. Tempted by his lips, Mikan leaned forward for one quick kiss but as soon as their lips made contact, an arm was suddenly around her waist, pulling her on top of Natsume.

Her squeal was muffled by Natsume's mouth, but it quickly turned into soft moans as he continued kissing her. Natsume broke the kiss after a while so they can both catch their breaths.

"You cheater! I thought you were sleeping!"

He smirked, "I wasn't,"

He gave her one more peck on the lips before untangling his arms around her waist so both of them can sit straight up on the couch.

"You're late," Natsume grumbled while brushing away some stray hair away from her face.

"Sorry, I woke up kinda late this morning."

"Have you eaten?"

"I've had a late breakfast at Sumire's house. What about you? Have you had lunch yet?"

"No, I was waiting for you."

"But it's already past one! You should've eaten without me."

"It's your fault. You said you'd be here by lunch."

Mikan couldn't help but smile. Who would've thought their stern math and homeroom teacher could still be this childish? Come to think of it, he still likes to read manga in his free time. She finds it kind of cute, but of course she wouldn't say that aloud to him. He'll definitely retaliate for being described as cute.

"But I've prepared food. C'mon, I'm hungry." Natsume said as he rose from the couch. He tugged her hand and pulled her to the dining room.

After they had their lunch, they proceeded into watching a movie in Natsume's flat screen television. Mikan chose the film while Natsume just goes along with whatever she wanted to do.

Mikan's eyes were completely focused on the television screen but her mind was having difficulties concentrating. The reason for that was the male sitting closely beside her.

His eyes were focused on the screen as well, but his hands are a completely different story. She was leaning against him with one of his arms wrapped around her, but his hand had already slipped inside her shirt and lightly stroking the side of her breast with his fingers. His other hand was busy playing the ends of her hair and then would occasionally drop on the exposed skin of her legs, caressing it once or twice before going back to her hair.

Needless to say, it was distracting her.

"Natsume!" She hissed halfway through the movie.

"What?" He asked, feigning innocence.

"You're distracting me." She complained.

"When you said you wanted to watch a movie, I thought it was just an excuse for us to make out. It's what couples usually do when they do this thing. They ended up making out." He said, giving her a playful smirk.

"You did this a lot before, didn't you?" She asked with a hint of jealous accusation in her voice.

"Yeah,"

Her lips formed into a pout as she huffed before turning her attention back to the television. Natsume chuckled at her reaction. He pulled her closer to him before burying his face on the crook of her neck.

"I'm kidding." He whispered, his warm breath touching her skin, "I've never cuddled anyone before. Just you."

Automatically, after hearing him say that, her lips broke into a wide grin. She turned to face him again, the movie playing in front of them completely forgotten.

"Really?"

"Hn," He mumbled as he inhaled her scent.

"Natsume, just a heads up, Hotaru already knows about us." She said, suddenly remembering the events of last night. She felt Natsume froze beside her before lifting his face from her neck.

"You told her?"

"Yes, I'm sorry but I had to!" And then she started telling him everything that happened last night when her friends thought she was seeing a guy from another school.

"So now your friends think you have a boyfriend named Touya?"

"Yeah. But I had to tell Hotaru the truth because I don't want to lie to her anymore. She's my best friend."

"What did Imai say?"

"She was shocked and called me an idiot thrice... well, actually four times. But she said she won't tell anyone. I trust her."

Natsume remained quiet and it was making her nervous. She couldn't tell if he disapproves of what she had done or if it was fine by him.

"Are you mad?" She asked anxiously.

"No. I guess Imai isn't the gossipmonger type. If it's making you uneasy lying to your best friend, then it's ok if you told her."

"Thanks, Natsume," Mikan said, feeling relieved.

Natsume had buried his face back in the hollow between her neck and her shoulder and was busy kissing and gently sucking on its skin, but he was also careful on not leaving her kiss marks. He didn't want to hassle her into concealing the hickeys tomorrow at school.

Like Natsume, Mikan had completely lost interest on watching the movie. She submissively raised her arms when Natsume lifted her shirt and took it off of her.

He stopped licking her collarbones and found her lips instead. His kiss was slow and gentle at first but it became more intense as he slipped his tongue inside her mouth and found her own, making it more urgent and wanting. Mikan couldn't help but moan in pleasure.

There are so many risks for having this kind of relationship with her teacher, but she was ready to take them all; because despite all that, being with him is pure bliss. She loves him and that's all that matters to her.

Author's Note: Oh my god excuse the fluffiness of this chapter. I couldn't help it. Anyway, I was browsing my story list and saw this one has not been updated in a year. I'm so sorry. I've been suffering from writer's block. I hope you guys would still leave reviews.