The credit for making this chapter awesome- goes to my wonderful Beta Aoi Hotaru ^^.

A guest asked about a character's last name. I picked Anderson for Elsa as it sounds almost like Arendelle. Summers for Anna because, seriously, the girl is like a description of summer. It would be funny if I named her Anna Spring, it doesn't ring. Bjorgmann is Kristoff's real last name by DISNEY. In the movie, Anna and Elsa were only called 'of Arendelle', no more. And Hans's last name is Westerguard.

And... I'm Asian, so I have no idea how American and European school systems actually work. We don't have a detention room and we study for 3 years in high school with uniforms, classmates, after-school clubs, and arranged seats and everything. Anyone want to enlighten me?

But anyway, onto this story...

WELCOME TO ELSA'S STATE OF MIND. Since this one is in Elsa's point of view, this chapter will be heavy and serious. No fluffs.

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"My Lady... forgive me for asking this very rude question. Do you love her? The student?"

Her dam broke. Elsa wondered why it had been broken later rather than earlier.

She closed her eyes, surrounding her sight with emptiness and darkness. She didn't need to think, to feel it.

The million dollar question was, how?

In her mind, Elsa was recalling every encounter she experienced with Anna Summers. The first time they met was in her biology class, but the first time Elsa actually saw the younger girl had been before that.

It was fall, a year ago. Anna had been in her junior year. Belle had asked her out to watch the Arendelle High girls' basketball match. Elsa wasn't the type who liked watching sports live; she hated crowded environments. However, one thing she learned after two years of teaching at Arendelle High was that Belle French is a very stubborn woman. The brunette teacher always had her way and won any argument in any situation.

So that was the day Elsa watched a high school basketball match for the first time. She watched, sat on the bleachers, and although she had been insecure about being among the noisy crowd at first, she found herself cheering together with Belle after a certain red-haired player with pigtails had joined the game.

Elsa never had expected that a basketball match could be so thrilling and so much fun.

When the red-haired player with pigtails was scoring at the last second of the game, Elsa jumped, clapped, and yelled louder than any other audience member on the bleachers. Belle seemed shocked when her calm, quiet, and poised looking friend managed to shout in such a way.

And when Anna Summers walked into her classroom with tired, sleep-filled eyes, that freckled face, and messy hair, Elsa knew. Something had shifted inside her. All courtesy of Anna Summers.

Elsa hadn't been aware or she had been six feet deep in denial that she had built a thicker defense around her since the redhead's arrival. It wasn't helping that the girl seemed to always get a 'D' mark in her class. Once, Elsa was tempted to dumb down the exam's problems for Anna, but then her conscience won out against her illogical thinking.

Elsa was not an excellent teacher, but she was not a bad one either. Her students mostly passed her class with a 'B' or 'C' grade. So, she wondered why Anna Summers always failed her exams. From that point on, Elsa began to give Anna more attention in her class.

The girl appeared to pay attention in every lesson, but then Elsa felt that maybe the redheaded student hadn't really paid attention to her lesson, but instead, to her. It wasn't the first time a student found her attractive as a teacher. She was not that clueless. However, those who were attracted to her still had hope for gaining marks in 'lab experimenting' class. Anna Summers though, she was helpless.

Elsa would never forget the puking accident. How could she? That shirt and skirt were dry-cleaning only. She had been raised in a family with impeccable taste for everything, including fashion. Therefore, Elsa always wore attire that appeared classy, but was not ordinary. That was the first time someone had puked all over her clothes. Even though she was a bit annoyed, Elsa had to admit that Anna Summers had been introducing her to several 'first time' experiences in her life.

Then, the day of her accident with the stairs. She hadn't been her usual self that day. Her mom, who had been giving her the silent treatment for over a year, had called early in the morning. The unexpected call had ruined her mood and obviously, her ability to concentrate.

Elsa had decades of experience in walking down many stairs. She had attended many formal banquets and royal events that required her to walk down stairs in five-inch heels and hideous looking gowns. She even had enough skill to slide down the banister elegantly. So when one of her feet tripped over the other while she was descending the stairs, Elsa was taken by complete surprise. She didn't even have time to prepare for the upcoming impact.

There, Anna Summers for the umpteenth time (really, Elsa had lost count) came into her line of view and caught her in time (at first Elsa thought that she had accidentally crashed into the girl, but then Anna clarified that she deliberately caught her).

Elsa had few interactions with people growing up. Her interactions were mostly with the staff that worked under her mother and people who knew of her royal blood. At Arendelle High, no one knew about her being the only descendant from the previous and last King of Arendelle. Arendelle had turned from a monarchy into a republic about a century ago, yet the royal family still held power over the country. Anna Summers had no idea that she had just rescued a princess, but really, the girl didn't need to know.

For the first time in her life, someone had ripped through her wall without her knowing.

"Yes. Yes, I love her."

And about damn time she accepted the fact.

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Two weeks later

To feel so many undefined feelings swirling and raging inside her was a new experience for Elsa. She didn't know how to react to it. In this scenario, Elsa's hands were tied. She had just figured out how much it was hurting her to love someone and not be able to be with that person.

In her inner battle, conscience always won. This time was no exception. She had managed to control her emotions and expressions every time she saw Anna Summers. The opposite happened to Anna as the redheaded girl was wearing her heart on her sleeve. Elsa saw anger, hurt, and longing on Anna's face every time their eyes met. She was being unfair to a sixteen-year-old who had done nothing but sweet things to her.

The guilt entered her new hurting list.

"Elsa, I'm worried about you." Belle settled her lunch tray on the table and sat beside the biology teacher.

"Well, don't." Elsa kept her gaze fixed on her lunch.

"You seem to be 'out' lately. Is everything alright? Does it have anything to do with Anna?" Elsa was aware that her colleague was worried after Elsa had almost accidentally set her lab coat on fire the other day.

Elsa had been on her 30-minute break for lunch, but she hadn't eaten anything. She was pushing around her food on the plate.

"... Nothing, I'm fine." A standard answer which would suffice for anyone but Belle French. The English teacher knew better than to back down when Elsa was clamming up completely.

"I'm worried about Anna, too."

This caught Elsa's attention; her head snapped up to face Belle. "Is she okay?!" Elsa asked automatically, and her mind started to imagine the worst.

"She's fine physically, but her grade has been dropping for the past two weeks. She is a bright student and she always seems able to get an 'A' in my class. But now I often find her dozing off and daydreaming in my class. I let it go twice as I thought she was simply tired and needed some rest, but she keeps doing it as a habit, and today she forgot to do her homework assignment. I had to give her detention today even though I didn't want to," Belle explained.

Elsa was listening quietly.

Not getting any response from her friend, Belle continued her story.

"Now, it doesn't take rocket science to figure out that the reasons for her gloomy mood and your gloomy mood fit together."

"I'm gloomy all the time," Elsa tried to reason.

"You were. However, you've been more fun to be around ever since you started spending time with Anna," Belle countered quickly.

Belle was planning something, Elsa could tell. "What's your point?"

"As I told you, I have been scheduled for detention today. I am offering you a chance to talk with her."

"Students can't talk in detention, Belle..."

"After!" Belle groaned, emphasizing Elsa's wrong focus on the matter.

They needed to talk. It was so ironic since she had been the one to tell Anna not to run away. Now they both were running, headed nowhere and hurting everywhere.

"Alright, I'll replace you today."

Belle beamed, "Talk out whatever you want to, and make up."

Belle had not a single clue about Elsa's situation. If only the brunette teacher knew... Elsa wondered what her reaction would be.

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There weren't a lot of teenage rebels in Arendelle High. So today, there were only Anna and a senior guy who had gotten detention because he had been busted smoking and drinking booze in broad daylight during class time.

Anna was surprised to see Elsa entering the detention room, but then she lowered her gaze to avoid Elsa's.

The detention passed quietly and uneventfully until the hour was up; the senior guy then bolted out of the room immediately, like lightning. He had beaten Anna to fleeing and that gave Elsa time to catch the younger girl to talk.

"Anna, wait. Can I talk with you?"

"No. You may need to talk, but I don't." Anna was seething and searching for an escape route between Elsa and the exit door.

"Anna, I'm sorry. Forgive me. I'm aware that I am hurting you..."

"Stop it, Elsa. Stop using that tone with me! I may be sixteen years old, but don't treat me and my feelings as worthless!"

"What?! I never-"

"You don't even look at me! You avert your gaze every time you see me. You took a detour from your office to the toilet just to avoid me in the hall. Hell yeah, I noticed. You're treating me like a plague, and now you ambush me here, in this class. I cannot fucking read you!" Anna raised her voice. Fortunately, most students and teachers had left the school by this time.

Elsa took a deep breath. "Anna, I'm sorry that I've been avoiding you. But, like you said... you needed space. We both did."

"Of course. You're the older one. So you make all the rules," Anna huffed. The younger girl threw her backpack onto the floor. It seemed the weight had burdened her arm as the other was still wrapped in a cast. Elsa felt like she should've noticed it sooner.

"I didn't mean it that way-"

"What do you want me to do? Am I not enough of a fool to you?"

Elsa sighed. She had been trying to open a civil conversation with Anna but had been shot down every time. Anna was indeed still young; therefore, the girl had less experience with handling emotions than her. However, Elsa admired this particular quality of Anna's. It meant that the reasons behind the girl's actions had always been nothing but sincere.

The girl deserved the honest and sincere truth from her, too.

"I'm avoiding you because I'm afraid of losing control of myself every time you're near. I'm afraid that I may do something that I will regret later."

"Something like what?"

"I don't know! For God's sake! Right now I want to kiss you so badly that it's making me frustrated! It's very hard to talk and control myself!"

"Do it then." Anna's face went blank as she said it.

"What?"

"Kiss me and we'll see whether you regret it after."

Elsa wouldn't regret it. That was certain.

"I've been thinking a lot in the past two weeks," Anna continued. "I've been thinking that the actual reason behind your avoidance of me over the past two weeks is that you are protecting me. You said that you want to kiss me... so I think my guess is right."

Elsa gulped. Anna had figured out everything after all.

"Anna. As long as you're my student and I am your teacher... we cannot be together." It was painful but one of them should say it sooner or later.

The redhead went quiet. "I knew that. But..." Anna offered a thin smile. "But it hurts me... that you seem to not trust me enough to protect you," Anna said softly.

Elsa looked up. The possibility didn't even cross her mind, not even once. It had been her instinct as the adult in this situation to do the protecting.

"We could've protected each other. I don't care how hard it would be. I would've fought for you." Elsa noticed how Anna's capable hand had turned into a fist. Her knuckles turned white.

Could've. Would've.

"Can I... at least kiss you? For the last time?"

Elsa could never refuse that request now.

They exchanged glances for a moment, and as if she got her cue, Anna leaned her face closer toward Elsa.

Elsa still remembered the first time they had kissed. The kiss had tasted and smelled of alcohol because Anna had been drunk that time. Strangely though, the kiss had left an impression on Elsa, and it was impossible to forget.

This time was different.

Their lips grazed at first. Anna caught Elsa's bottom lip between hers softly. It didn't take long for it to become a kiss. One that was light, slow, and gentle, leaving Elsa feeling like she was floating in a dream. Anna clearly knew what she was doing.

Elsa's breath hitched when Anna ended their kiss. Suddenly Elsa's lips returned to being cold again and she yearned for another. Before the younger girl completely pulled away, Elsa captured Anna's lips in another kiss.

This time, Elsa's hand slid up to hold Anna. She was tilting her head and taking charge. Her kiss was pure desire as she poured out her heart into the kiss. Elsa kissed her redheaded student without any more reservations.

She finally allowed herself to feel everything she wanted to feel.

The thick wall faded and now was simply gone.

"Elsa..." Anna whispered through her breath when Elsa finally let go.

"Anna...?"

"Thank you," Anna said. It reminded Elsa that that was their last kiss.

Elsa could hurt Anna, yes. But Elsa realized that the other girl could utterly destroy her in the process.

Anna grabbed her bag from the floor. "Goodbye," she said weakly.

Elsa's heart broke into several pieces at the mention of the words.

"No." No. Not after that kiss. She couldn't let Anna go. How could she?

"No?"

"No," Elsa repeated firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Anna cried; the girl had been crying silently and now she couldn't hold the sobs in anymore.

"You will protect me," Elsa said to Anna.

"And you'll protect me..." Anna smiled widely despite her tears.

"... You're crying a river," Elsa pointed out.

"Elsa, you have been, too!"

What?

The teacher brought her hand to touch her moistened cheek. Since when had she been crying? It didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered but the girl in front of her.

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Notice the T rating. Ooops.

Originally, I'd planned out this story to end in 10 chapters. This chapter proves that I've strayed from my original plot.

I've run out of food. You guys have taken all of my stocks even for winter. I only have tap water LOL. I still offer you virtual cookies, chocolate, and pizzas ^^ for leaving REVIEWS, FAVS, OR FOLLOWS since in this chapter, I've given you their real kiss *wink.