Flamme Aveuglant Chapter 7: Sept, a gakuen alice fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice nor Alice Academy... Ok... Corny...

Warning: This fanfic contains shounen-ai... Do I have to say that in every chapter!?

Note: 4 months. It took me 4 long months to motivate myself and beg for motivation from my friends. The reason for this fanfic to take so long to continue is my busy schedule. Right? No... Wrong. It was laziness. Pure and simple laziness... Anyway, I would really love to thank those who have read this fic, loved it, and wrote a review.. Your reviews really helped a LOT in my quest for finding out the reason to continue this fic.. Thank so much that I want to hug and kiss you.. Well, not really... Ok. Here it is.. Chapter 7..

Sept

"Ow!"

Ruka squealed softly as something hit him behind his head. Looking back, he saw Hotaru holding a cannon-like contraption. Faint smoke flowing out of its muzzle indicated that it was just used recently. Ruka concluded it was the culprit.

Ruka noticed that Hotaru's finger is pointing downwards. He looked down to check what it was. It was a piece of crumpled paper. Carefully, without letting Mr. Jinno notice, he bent down and picked it up. Removing the paper from its crumpled state, he read it silently. Hotaru's face is filled with utmost evil.

Guess your lover chickened out.

Upon reading this five-word sentence written in clear, bold, and black letters, Ruka wasn't sure of what his reaction supposed to be; Fear because Hotaru might reveal the conversation to the public, anger and disgust to Hotaru for her wickedness, pity for Natsume, and joy because Hotaru labeled Natsume as his 'lover'.

The birds are chirping and the wind blows gently along the leaves of a nearby tree; The usual serenity of the class of Mr. Jinno – not a single noise can be heard. But the calmness of the area was suddenly shattered by the sound of a sliding door.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jinno."

The aged professor who was writing something at the board glared at the person at the door with the corner of his eye.

"Sorry I'm late."

"Mr. Hyuuga, why are you late?" Jinno asked with his wand emitting sparks of lightning.

"I woke up late, sir."

"Why did you wake up late? Your alarm clock's broken?"

"No, sir. I just slept late."

Someone in the classroom blushed upon hearing this statement.

"Well then, Mr. Hyuuga, enter the room but see me after class."

Natsume paced across the room towards his seat silently. Hotaru, who was sitting behind him, whispered "I thought you've chickened out," followed by a sarcastic laugh.

"Who would like to answer the problem on the board?" Mr. Jinno asked, "Ms. Sakura, would you like to try?"

"Uh, what? Me?"

Mr. Jinno's eyes glared through hers, causing Mikan to stand up.

"Ok, I'll try." Mikan laughed unfaithfully.

The white numbers clearly contrasted the green board:

½ - ¼

Mikan walked towards the board, trembling and scratching her head. Upon reaching the dreaded platform, she picked a piece of chalk at the ledge and wrote clearly.

"Well done, Ms. Sakura."

Mikan couldn't believe herself. She smiled and jumped in joy.

"See me after class." Mr. Jinno exclaimed.

Mikan landed firmly on the ground and made face in disbelief.

"What! I thought it was correct!"

She walked along the center aisle of the room. Without noticing that Kitsuneme's leg is sticking out, she tripped over and her lips came in contact with someone else.

It was Natsume's.

Hotaru's automated timer started blinking.