Natsume: Hell, you took a lot of time writing.

Mikan: And I thought that Hotaru and Ruka's oneshot will come first..?

Me: To Natsume, I'm so—rry, I don't have a free and wonderful sex *ehem* life like you, you don't have to go to school, attend stupid meetings, work a part-time job, please my parents or other stuff I was born with.

Natsume: …

Me: And Mikan, I got quite stuck with the RukaRu oneshot, so I'll upload it, maybe… I dunno.

Mikan: Uhm… Is there a reason why you're picking on Natsume?

Natsume: … nevermind.

Hotaru: Do you have your period today?

Me: …

Ruka: I want a period too!

Natsume: Gakuen Alice is not owned by the idiot who has today.

Chapter 6: That night.

Everything. Everything was just like a race.

It was even hilarious at times.

Everything went so fast, it was confusing and slightly difficult, since nothing should be difficult for me, to take note of everything that happened.

Natsume broke the kiss as we raced to the front door of his house. He scanned his thumb through the biometrics beside the door knob, and as the double door opened, he and I went inside.

Right after we entered, he pinned me against the door, and the only thing I was able to register in my head about his house was that: 1. It had a staircase. A really large one. It was the first thing you see after the double-door entrance. 2. Surrounded by it were several doors leading to different rooms. And 3. The onlt source of light was this dimly lit chandelier on top of the wide staircase.

Frankly, that was all I was able to see.

Because then, Natsume started trailing small kisses from my mouth, to my neck, then back again. This method was repeated over and over again, and it made my head whoozy.

The funny, and stupid part after that was, my stomach growled.

Natsume stopped to laugh, and said, "Sorry. I've kept you from dinner." As he started to pull away.

"Nevermind that." I said, despearately trying to get him back, but he didn't give in.

"Let's have dinner first." He said sweetly and took my hand as we headed upstairs.

We entered a room, which, I guess is his. There was a large red chandelier in the middle of the ceiling. There was also a king sized bed on the right side with black sating sheets. On the left side was a couch infront of a fireplace and a coffee table.

It was very impressive.

He faced me and kissed me softly on the lips. "Sit down for awhile. I'll have dinner served for you." He said as he walked to the telephone on top of a side table.

I was supposed to do as he told me, but before I headed to the couch, I walked around and observed his room.

He liked books. I noticed.

Next to the fireplace were two shelves reaching up to the ceiling. There were books about physics, racing, some were yearbooks, and others were about business.

Hmm. He might be smarter than I thought.

"You might want to change."

I turned around and saw Natsume holding a gorgeous red cocktail dress. There was a white satin ribbon wrapped around the waist area, with white crystals hanging from the end.

It was beautiful. Where he got it? I don't know.

Glancing down at what I was wearing, I noticed that my skirt was all crumpled, and my top was slightly falling off. My God. Fashion emergency….

"Uhm… where can I change?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he approached me, then he hugged me.

What I didn't know was that he was unzipping my corset. Such a sly man.

I felt his cold fingers as it touched my back. When he removed the top off, he pulled back and examined me. "Yeah. Definitely better without the clothes on."

I laughed as I kissed him back while unbuttoning my pleated skirt. He stopped me by grabbing my hand, and I thought that he didn't want me to remove it, so I raised an eyebrow. Though, it seemed that he wanted to take it off himself. He slowly pulled them down while caressing my legs, which, honestly caught my breath.

"Natsume-sama?" A light knock was heard, which was most probably the maid's doing. This made Natsume hissed, and me slightly giggle.

"Put it on." He demmanded, as he headed to open the door.

I followed him, and slipped the dress on, while the maid was pushing the tray of food towards the table. The maid and I exchanged looks, and I gotta say, her's was not pretty.

After the maid left, Natsume turned around to look at me.

"Hmm…"

"It's that bad..?" I asked as I ran my finger across the white ribbon. "I thought it was really pretty."

You see, I'm not really used to wearing dresses. For one, I don't know where to wear them. I don't go to parties at all, cause' apparantly, I'm just the "sister" of the popular racer. Actually, I don't really go to parties at all. As Sakura, or Mikan. Except when I'm with the girls during weekends. But those are not the kinds of parties where you have to wear this.

"You… do not know what you are talking about." He sternly said as he suddenly approached me. "Are you aware that everytime I look at you, and your body, which, I gotta say… is too much for a man to handle, it would only take some time before I savage and have sex with you all night? And now, you're wearing that dress, and I think I'm wet already, no, scratch that. I am wet already, but I have to feed you, cause you'll be needing the energy to moan my name over and over again, tonight." He dared.

"Yes master." I played.

After that, I sat down infront of the by the fireplace as Natsume began to serve me dinner.