"To be or not to be, that is the question..." (Yujiko x Ayakashiu)

[Ayakashiu]

Why can't they leave me alone? He didn't remember how many times he asked himself that today. His friends were now nagging him why he didn't have his homework. It was probably the first time that happened, at least as far as Yoshi remembered, but he didn't know why it was such a big deal. "I just wasn't feeling well yesterday and I fall asleep, before I could finish it." The lie slipped easily from his tongue. Well, technically it wasn't all a lie, he did feel bad yesterday. "It's not like it's a big deal right? Everyone forgets their homework from time to time, right?"

 

He thought he made them shut up about this, since they only stared at him, as if they saw an alien. The next class was Genji-sensei's class. Yep, i'm definitely going to see the nurse. "But Yoshi, this just doesn't happen to you, you always have your homework, even when you're sick!" one of his friends remarked and Yoshi just burts out. "Well I'm not perfect! So just stop bothering me and rather go study, so your stupid brain might pass the next test!" He grabbed his bag, rushing out of cafeteria, towards the nurse's office.

 

He calmed down a little, when he was away from everybody. He didn't know why he freaked out like that, but he just couldn't listen to them anymore. Yoshi knew he was mean, but he didn't really care. He was never much attached to his classmates; studying took time, so he wasn't a very sociable kid.

[Yujiko]

Suddenly the bell rang, and students for the third time, began pilling in. Atakamo look up in hopes of seeing his young friend, but he had no such luck. Tilting his head and arching his brow, the brown haired man was surprised to not see the blonde walk into his room. A quick sigh fell from his lips, Yoshi really was a child at times, avoiding someone when something goes wrong. Pursing those thin, yet soft lips together, the Sensei began with class. Feelings of a bitter sweet sorrow befell him as his chalk moved across the black board, marking the same Kanji is had in the past few classes. The worlds Atakamo spoke were empty, but they got the job done.

 

Before long, his speech was over, and the assignment was up. The students who weren't asleep or texting, we're writing the assignment down. Some had started it. Sitting at his desk, the teacher stared out the window, focusing on the bench. "Yoshi didn't come to class because of yesterday... I guess I wouldn't either, but it's not good for his studies to act like this. Something needs to be done, and I... Guess I'm the one to do it." Well, it was his fault, really.

 

Standing, Atakamo slipped his hands into his trouser pockets. "Ikuto, you're in charge of the class. I need to run a quick errand..." A tall and lanky student wearing glasses shot up from his seat," Yes, Genji-Sensei!" Giving a stern expression, The teacher looked at every student," The room better be like this when I get back..." And with that, he left. Making long and quick strides down the hall, the teacher questioned himself. Should he really look for the student? He was going over to the boy's later that night, anyways, might as well wait... Right?

 

Deep in thought, the man's feet put him right in front of the nurse's office or the sick bay as some would so classically call it. Walking by it, he paused. Did he see a boy with blonde hair? Taking a slow, single step backwards, he now towered before the doorway. Those dark eyes trained on the blonde student, know to him as Yoshi. "Oh. So this is where you've gone..." Voiced the older man plainly with that all-too-dull expression he always carried about him. Honestly though, he seem relieved that the boy came to school at all. A gentle smile rose on those straight plain lips, the rain outside bringing that old memory back. Atakamo walked into the room and sat on a rolling chair, rolling right up to his friend'a bedside.

 

At first he pursed his lips together tight, taking a nervously deep breathe and glanced away. "Face him, Atakamo." With those dark brown eyes, the man stared at the younger boy before him. "Remember when you ran away from home some years ago?" That was the only thing out of his mouth, he had to make the air lighter, it was far to heavy...

 

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[Ayakashiu]

The nurse, of course, let him stay. She prepared a bed for him and left him alone, so he could take a proper rest. Being a straight A student, sure has it's advantages, Yoshi thought, pulling off his pants and jacket, leaving only the shirt from his uniform on. It would be a bother to clean and iron his pants and jacket, if he got them too messy. He climbed on the bed, enjoying the softness of the pillow and the tranquility of the room. He was the only student here today.

 

His eyes felt heavy and he thought he will fall asleep easily, but he was wrong. His head was a total mess and even though he put a great effort into not thinking about Genji-sensei, he couldn't stop wondering what the before mentioned person, was doing now. He should be teaching Yoshi's class. Did he noticed I'm missing? Is he even worried? He probably thinks I'm sulking because of what happened yesterday..but I'm not! Or am I?

 

Yoshi skipped that class because it would be too tiring for him to go, not because he was sulking; or at least that was what he told himself. He was hurt of course, he just got rejected, but also, the situation made him realize, how pointless all his studying was. He didn't have any real friends, because he didn't have time for them. He only studied because of his parents and Atakamo, and he was pretty sure his parents would still love him, even if he didn't get A's all the time. But apparently, having good grades did nothing for Genji-sensei; he didn't love him and wouldn't, no matter how hard he tried and Yoshi found himself regretting all this time, that he dedicated to studying..

 

"Oh. So this is where you've gone..."

The voice interrupted his thoughts, the voice that belonged to Genji-sensei, and Yoshi felt himself tense. He will probably be lectured now, but he really didn't have the strenght to go through this now. Couldn't sensei just leave him be? Why must he be so cruel? "I wasn't feeling well, so the nurse said I should get some rest.." Yoshi murmured, not looking his sensei in the eyes.

 

No! Don't sit down..just go away and leave me alone, Yoshi thought, when the older man rolled up the chair to his bed. It was clear that they were both uncomfortable, so why was Atakamo still here? "Em..yeah I do remember..why?" The question totally confused Yoshi, having nothing to do with the current situation. It was also a bitter-sweet memory for him. "You won't lecture me for skipping and not doing my homework?" he asked with a cold voice, wanting to skip to the point and get it over with. That's probably the only reason sensei is here.

 

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[Yujiko]

Atakamo's eyes moved away as Yoshi admitted to remembering that small memory, even though the teacher was different now, it still held a warm place in his heart. "Cause that day, you never knew, but you saved me..." Smiling here, he chuckled a bit nervously. "You know that I didn't live any where near that bus bench, right?," Brown orbs met his friend's blue ones. "I was running away too..." He tilted his head a bit," Where were you going to go, Yoshi?" questioned the teacher. Pausing for a moment, Atakamo stood and pulled all the curtains around the bed tightly together.

 

When Yoshi spoke, his voiced stung the elder's ears with it's unusual tone. "Lecture you? No... Why would I take time out of my class just to lecture you? That sounds silly." Though he was going to lightly reprimand the boy. Turning to look at the blonde again, Genji sat down, and quietly rolled right back to Yoshi's side. "Sure... That was my intention, but I have more... Important things to discuss with you." He only sounded up tight cause he was nervous, really nervous. Hunching over with elbows on his knees, Atakamo lost eye contact, nibbling the inside of his lip. "I... I didn't reject you completely... I said 'I don't know'... And I can't know unless I give it a shot... With you..." Looking up at those too blue eyes, he bit his lip. "I'm terrible with words, and people... This is why I never became an Orator..." Rubbing his neck, the elder drooped his head," Fakku.."

 

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[Ayakashiu]

The situation was getting more uncomfortable with each passing moment. Why is he asking me that now? What good does it do, to bring out those memories, making me feel like this? Yoshi's heart was throbbing, remembering how close they were then and how much apart have they grown over past years. Now, there was this huge abyss between them and they shouldn't try and cross it, 'cause nothing else but darkness awaites them both at the bottom.

 

Sensei started talking about giving it a shot and suddenly, Yoshi felt a rush of rage hit him; why was sensei here, after breaking his heart? Only to torture him more and make himself feel better? Yoshi sat up in the bed, feeling like punching somethig..or someone. "I don't care what you know or don't know, but I don't plan to be your experiment! I don't care about those stupid memories either! And I don't care about you! I only want to be alone, can't you get that?!" Yoshi felt tears gathering in his eyes and he sighted, frustrated with himself for being so emotional. He looked away, not wanting sensei to notice he's about to cry.

 

It was cruel, that the older man said something like this, raising Yoshi's hopes up. And what's with "I didn't reject you completely"? Yoshi did felt completely rejected yesterday, but now sensei is changing his mind? What if he does that again, deciding it really won't work between them? Yoshi couldn't handle that blow again..

 

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[Yujiko]

Shock befell the teacher as the student lashed out at him, and it was understandable, but for someone to attempt to go against their own traditions was a lot. If anything, him trying would actually prove him to have stronger feelings about the boy than he himself expected. As the anger and emotions threw their horns at him, Atakamo was taken aback. Here he was, ready to just try something that could ultimately ruin his life, and then this. If he didn't already feel all jacked up inside, then this would have definitely done it. Eyes wide, the dark haired man let his head fall," I... I'm sorry..." As the teacher stared at his trousers he noticed little dark spots beginning to appear on his clothing. "Am I crying?" Droplets of salty water fell from his eyes. His only friend, and he fu cked it up. Hurting the only person that was ever there, which is just like abandoning them. "I-I'm.. Sorry... I'll leave you alone..." Spoke the man as he swiftly left the pit of emotions. Just as Atakamo left, the nurse walked over, worried about the commotion she heard from her office. The teacher went for the only secluded place he could think of, the janitor's closet.

 

This was suddenly a flash back to high school, hiding in there, away from everyone and everything. The tears freely fell like they had in the past, and he felt young again, but not in a nostalgic way. Gripping his chest, Atakamo could feel it tighten against his will, making it hard to breathe. "Feeling like this... I haven't since..." Tears haven't fallen from that dull face since his father betrayed him and his mother, since his brother did unspeakable things to a good friend. And now, he was one of them, by hurting Yoshi like this- one of them. "You're a monster, Atakamo. You deserve no one... You should be honored if a flea wants to bite you. You are disgusting- you are the likeness of your father and brother, you are the lowest of lows-" Beating himself endlessly til the tears subsided, the chestnut locked man left the closet and made his way to his classroom to finish out the day. Once to the room, he walked up to the board ignoring his class's state, and scribbled the lesson plan on there. Plopping down into his chair he pulled out a book and began reading, trying to fool himself into thinking that both nothing had happened and he was fine. Neither correct obviously.

 

On the inside of him was a war, was he wrong or doing what he did? Or was he right? What is right or wrong in this situation? He his life on line in that room, and Yoshi threw it in face. But only because he reacted like he should have the day before, minus the part where he kissed the boy so he wouldn't cry. The past two days were driving him mad, maybe he should run from it all, but... Them he really would be no different from his father. He was chained here, to everyday face a mistake he may have made, hurting a friend dearly. If the bell rang, he didn't notice, if a student walked up to him, he pointed at the black board and they promptly grew silent. He continued this till the end of the day, when the clouds were almost black and the rain had begun to pour like cats and dogs. It was here that the sensei stared out the window, now all but a shell of himself, had he really become the monster that he hated so much? Tears again trickled down his rose red cheeks, no one around to see. Maybe he'll try again later... Maybe he'll prove that he never meant to hurt his friend, and that he had to be sure that this was the right decision for them both...

 

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[Ayakashiu]

Sensei apologizing to him, amazed Yoshi, making him turn around, his eyes wide with surprise. He expected the other to start screaming at him too; a good argument would definitely help Yoshi feel better and get everything out. Is he crying? Yoshi never saw his sensei cry, as far as he could remember, the older man was always there for him, consoling him when things got too rough, but he himself never cried. "S-sensei.." Yoshi said with a soft voice, but the older man already dashed out of the room.

 

"Are you alright? I heard some noise so I came to check on you. Yoshi, you should be resting! Come on, lay down and try to sleep!" The nurse waited until he did what she ordered, making sure he was properly covered with blankets, then left him alone again. Was it wrong to just burst out like I did? Yoshi wondered, but he couldn't hold it in. Yesterday was so painful for him and he did such a great job today, feeling nothing, being numb, but now sensei had to burn down all of his defences again. He felt hot tears streaming dow his cheeks, and when he started to sob, he buried his face in the pillow, not wanting the nurse to come back again.

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"Yoshi..Yoshi, wake up, you should go home.." Yoshi slowly opened his eyes, realizing he was still in the infirmary. "Thanks for letting me stay here," he murmured to the nurse, starting to put his clothes on. The first thought of his was, what happened with sensei before. He didn't lecture him, rather he wanted to talk about what happened yesterday. Did he really wanted to give us a shot? Should I have listen to him, before I made him leave?

 

The last period already ended, so Genji-sensei probably headed home already, but Yoshi still decided to pass his classroom and then to stop at his office, just to see if he's still here. He's still here.. Yoshi's heart began to pound loudly in his chest, as he entered the classroom. Is it really okay to do this? Will I just get hurt again? He cleared his throat. "Genji-sensei..em..I wanted to apologize for my outburst earlier." He paused for a moment, not really sure if sensei wants to hear all this. "It was very rude of me and I was wrong to lash out at you. I was just.." Words didn't come to him, so he stopped talking.

 

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[Yujiko]

Speechless, thoughtless, and motionless- Atakamo heard footsteps walking into his classroom. The teacher turned his body slightly towards the younger, just to be sure it was who he thought I'd be. Those regretful apologies fell on deaf ears as the elder's eyes pierced the younger's. His expression never having been so cold, he simply blinked the teen's words, walking pass him. "I told your mother I'd be over again tonight to help you study. I'll give you a ride over there since it's raining." As he passed Yoshi, his hand ruffled the boy's hair, "Let's go Yoshi..." Standing in the doorway, those too empty eyes locked on the student. If one were to look closely, they'd know he was crying, but only because of his past...

 

As he stood there, he broke his gaze, and drifted of in though to the other night. When his students soft, innocent lips pressed again his, growing passionate. If felt... Well... Good. And could have felt better if his conscious hadn't gotten in the way, but it probably wouldn't anymore. As the elder's fingers hovered over his lip, he dropped his hands, he needed to know- now.

 

Briskly walking over to his student, and arm grabbed his hip, and a hand cupped his cheek. Quickly drawing the young blonde close into him, their lip clashing together. Immediately, a rush came over him, his empty filling with nervous passion.

 

Pulling his lips away, his breath came out short and shallow, just inches away from Yoshi's. Atakamo felt everything in that moment, all those emotions flooding through at once. "Fakku..." He whispered under his breath.

 

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[Ayakashiu]

Cold..so cold.. Yoshi could feel the coldness emitting from the sensei. I shouldn't have come here..I knew this will happen. It was just impossible, for the two of them, to have a chance. There were so many problems and obviously they didn't see eye to eye in this matter. Yoshi felt like he was rejected all over again. What did you expect? You did tell him to leave you alone..and he did..

 

Clearing his throat, he felt like he has to say something. "Thanks. I appreaciate the offer, since I don't have an umbrella." He didn't want to think how uncomfortable the ride will be. He found it ironic, how yesterday he wished Genji-sensei to visit him more often, but now he found it an ordeal.

 

Yoshi didn't even comprehend how it happened, being lost in his own thoughts, but he found himself kissing his sensei, unable to resist responding to the older male. It felt so good, feeling those lips again and Yoshi wished this kiss would never end, because then he will have to go back to reality.

 

Why? That was all Yoshi could think of. Why did he had to give him hope, just as Yoshi thought there was no hope left. It was so confusing and it hurt. "Why?" he whispered, barerly audiably, looking up into his sensei's eyes. They were so close in that moment and Yoshi wanted to pull him into another kiss.

 

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[Yujiko]

All this emotion, in this one spot, this one room. It felt as if they were alone in the world, the last ones standing. Atakamo moved his dark hues up to meet Yoshi's gaze. Lost... Is how he felt, just standing there, confused in a jungle of feelings and memories. The blonde's words echoed in his head as they fell from his lips,"Why?" Well hell, the teacher didn't even know anymore. All this thinking- about this and that, what will they do if... It's to much to compile into a reasonable situation, conversation, or answer. The lips of the eldest parted, were they going to speak words? A hard swallow would hint at the level of unsurety and nervousness rushing through his veins.

 

"I..." Paused the man as he shook his head faintly, his expression leaving him to look like a confused child trying to give an answer to question he'd never been asked. Brows knitting together as he blinked his lids hard together, holding them closed. I don't know why... I thought I did... I thought I knew everything... In that moment, his arms moved up and wrapped around the student's neck, pulling him close. Atakamo's head pressed into the younger's shoulder- he had hugged Yoshi, and tightly. "I don't know..." Spoke the man muffled. "I'm sorry..."

 

It was a terrible answer, and deep inside he knew that, but it was the only one he had. As he clung to his student, he felt that emotion just boil with in him, not subsiding. Rising. And as the teacher felt more, he hugged tighter, as if trying to smother his feelings and emotions with Yoshi's body. It wasn't working though, cause it was the blonde he was hugging, that made them worse. "I don't know...."

 

Genji seemed to fall apart so easily at the thought of hurting a friend, it only took two days for Yoshi to bring down every wall and dam the teacher had built. "I'm sorry..." the dark haired man repeated this softly, almost inaudibly.

 

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[Ayakashiu]

Yoshi was surprised at the teacher's demeanor and his answer, but at the same time, hope had started to grow inside of him. He was confused about his feelings at the beginning too and needed a lot of time to come to terms with them; he quietly hoped, this is what's happening to Genji-sensei right now too.

 

The hug only made the bud of hope start to open and bloom and Yoshi knew he was lost. The hope awakening inside of him made him vulnerable again and he could easily get hurt again but he couldn't care less about that now; all he cared was, that maybe sensei has the same feelings as him..that was all that mattered.

 

He slid his hands behind the older man's, hugging him back. The thighter the hug got, the happier Yoshi felt; this happiness was like warmth, spreading through his body, comming from sensei. "No..please don't apologize..you don't have to!" Yoshi whispered, a smile appearing on his lips. He felt like crying again, but from joy this time, not from hurt. Sensei kissed him by his own free will, Yoshi doing nothing this time, to make him feel like he has to. And he hugged him too, making Yoshi feel precious to him. If he didn't care, he wouldn't act like this.. "I-I'm sorry sensei, I was the one who acted wrong. But.." He hesitated a moment, knowing that the answer to this question will change everything. "Will you at least give us a chance sensei?" He squeezed him even thighter, wanting the answer to be positive, wanting sensei so much. "Please..give us a chance.." he whispered, biting his lips to hold in the tears.

 

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[Yujiko]

If peace could be heavy, then this is what it felt like as the student accepted the man's apology by returning a hug. The teacher was surprised by the action, a feeling of relief showering over him as his eyes closed softly. Finally, a moment of... Solemn silence. It was the first moment he'd been able to just not think in hours, and it was all he could of asked for in that impending memory. Soft breaths bounced off the younger's uniform as his chest began to settle, and his grip in the hug began to loosen into a more relaxed state.

 

Yoshi's apology fell on those paled ears of the professor, they fell softly, and went without response. Atakamo was exhausted, and replying to the statement would just hinder the moment. Instead he stayed there, in the shared embrace, absorbing the silence in every way he could. I, I don't know what I should do now...

 

Once the thought had crossed the dark haired man's mind, he was squeezed tighter, and what came next left him in shock. "Will you give us a chance, Sensei?" Those dark brown eyes shot open, What?! Asking this sort of thing now?! It was a good 'a' time as any, and dancing around the question was childish. Standing there in silent thought, the dark haired man retained his expression, his loosened gripping tightening back up again. I- I- I can't say no now! Not after today at least... What will expect he from me?! What if t-this is all just hormones an-and I don't end up feeling the same?! Even if that happens, will I really have a choice to leave him? No... I can't leave him until he betrays me... Dropping his hands, Atakamo pulled his head back from the student's shoulder. What about... The bedroom part- God forbid I ever defile a student like that... But, what if? How does that work? Is it the same? Who am I? The man, the woman? Is there such a thing in all of this- or am I just over thinking it?! Those nibble fingers found the younger's hands, and intertwined them, putting space between the pupil and his sensei. Stop over thinking it. Do what you know you must now do... With hands together, between them, Atakamo looks into the blonde's blue eyes with a blank- yet oddly appropriate expression. "A chance?" He asked softly, hesitating for a moment before giving a delicately gentle smile," I'll try." Seriously... I'm so jacked up in the head...

 

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[Ayakashiu]

"A chance? I'll try."

That was all Yoshi needed, or expected and he pulled his hands away from sensei's, jumping on him with a high-pitched scream, when he heard those words. "I'm so happy sensei, so happy!" Yoshi's world was showered in flowers again, like nothing bad ever happened. That was one of the things, when you were young; you could easily forget anything bad, focusing on the good stuff instead.

 

Yoshi didn't want to let go of sensei, but he knew they should head home or his parents might worry. He reluctantly let go, but he was still grinning like a madman, every emotion clearly written on his face. He tilted his head and hold his hands together behind his back, rocking back and forth. "We should probably head home now, right? You said you were comming over, right? Will you come to my room too? I have some new books I just read and I wanted to show them to you."

 

Yoshi was so happy that sensei decided to give them a chance, that he just couldn't stop blabbering. It seemed like all his problems are solved and everything is back to normal. He didn't even pause to think what kind of problems sensei is facing right now, all that mattered was that they were together again.

 

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[Yujiko]

"Ahh!" Yelp Atakamo as his student jumped on top of him, trying to keep his balance. The younger's excitement filled scream rang in the elder's ears harshly. "C-Calm down... Someone will hear you," He stuttered out. Eyes open wider than usual, the man held a blank, yet puzzled expression as his pupil held him there in an embrace. It's admirable how young people forgive and forget so easily, but it's almost overwhelming.

 

As Yoshi pull away from the hug, Atakamo's expression fell into that of one he most usually held, plain. Behind his facade he was confused and awkward. Most men would have just said no and walked away, and that probably would have been the best option. With past tying him in a knot, the Sensei couldn't say no, and now never can.

 

Home? Oh, yeah. Your home... This keeps getting better and better... What a shitty day... Basically on autopilot now, Atakamo smiled lightly," Alright, let's go then." Beginning out the door, and down the hall, Genji was now signing his death wish and he knew it- But, what could he do about it now?

 

Once to the car, the elder man opened the passenger side door, hold it for Yoshi. What does he expect from me? I hope he doesn't want to go to fast... The shell of a man that was once a dull, yet lively teacher, stood waiting for the student. Inside of his mind, he was in the eye of the storm. A chaotic, but serine moment in time. Once Yoshi hopped into the car, the Sensei climbed in himself, and the long agonizing drive began.

 

As the asphalt beneath them zoomed by, a driver was lost in deep and pointless thought, I guess trying to ignore accepting his demise. He couldn't sort it out. Before long, the two arrived. Atakamo was the first one through the door being that he wanted to hold it open for Yoshi. But, as he did so, Yoshi's mother walked out of the kitchen to welcome them. As she entered the room a heavy guilt fell on the Sensei. I'm sorry... "I'm sorry..." He murmured and thought silently. Before pleasantries could be finished, Atakamo raced up the stairs," I'm sorry Ms. Sato, we need to study very hard today." With the shut of Yoshi's door, the teacher was away from those soft blue hues that Yoshi shares with his mother, the ones that he could feel judging him. "Fuuuuck..."

 

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[Ayakashiu]

Sensei didn't look as excited as himself, but Yoshi didn't mind that; he was used to the older male, looking like he did now. When the doors were held opened for him, he couldn't help but grin widely and say "Thank you," with an excited voice. Everything seemed exciting for him at the moment, but he managed to calm down as they were driving towards his home. It wasn't a long drive but there was silence during it, which Yoshi didn't want to interupt.

 

Upon arrival, sensei hold the door open for him again and Yoshi found that so sweet. But the other was acting weird, hurrying up to Yoshi's room. Is he excited too? Yoshi didn't know but he followed him, only passingly greeting his mother, ending up behind closed doors with his sensei, atmosphere tense and awkward.

 

At first, the young student wasn't sure what to say or do; he didn't know what sensei expected from him now. The other was a grown up man, so he might have different expectations than Yoshi had. He put down his bag and managed to get some words out. "Do you want to talk about books? Or do you maybe want to do..something else?" Yoshi of course blushed when saying that, but if it's sensei, he would let him do whatever he wants to.

 

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[Yujiko]

Before Yoshi had made it up the stairs, Atakamo had taken his seat on the bed, just like last time. Simply sitting against the wall, the elder man jump slightly at the door as it opened. Oh! It's just him... Although, I'm not quite sure that its better... The teacher also had time to remove his shoes at door of his student's room, leaving him criss-crossed on the bed.

 

His arms rested in his lap as his head drooped a tad down. What were they to do now? And how was he going to justify his freak out down stairs? "I'm sorry about-uh- that down-" But, before the male could finish, what came from Yoshi's mouth next left him dumbfounded. "Do you want to talk about books? Or do you maybe want to do..something else?" In reality, there was only two choices: Sexual themed acts or Books.

 

Swallowing hard and adjusting his button-up collar, the dark haired man nodded before name his choice. "B-Books for now... Unless you'd rather do the latter. I'm neutral..." His nerves were kicking into high gear, he really didn't want to do anything just yet... Or at all, really. This is bad enough, he doesn't want it to get worse. But, that isn't quite up to him anymore. "I'll do whatever you'd like us to do..." Meeting eyes with Yoshi's too blue ones, the Sensei was at his student's mercy.

 

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[Ayakashiu]

The sensei first said books, but then seemed divided. Is he being considerate? Maybe he wants to do it, but doesn't want to pressure me? It was so hard to read the other, what he thinks, what he wants. What should I do?? Yoshi was getting really nervous. Every guy wants to do it right? Even sensei who likes books..he's still a man.. The inner battle didn't take long and when the younger boy decided what he'll do, his face flushed crimson.

 

Be a man Yoshi, at least for once.. The blue eyed boy was telling himself that, as he decided to make the first move. Pulling down his jacket, he loosened up the tie, pulling it over his head and starting to unbutton his shirt. Sitting down next to sensei, his shirt open and revealing his white skin, he tried to be at least a little seductive. "I want you to enjoy yourself sensei, so please do what you want..with me." Yoshi couldn't hold the eye contact anymore, so he looked down, bitting on his lip.

 

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[Yujiko]

When the teacher heard the jacket fall to the ground, he knew which his student had chosen. Nerves flaring, guilt raking, and morals ranting; the man simple closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Shaking his head softly, he let it fall into his hands. What he was about to do was against everything he'd ever been taught in his life, but Genji looked up from those hands and those aged, exhausted eyes fall on his student- no friend, Yoshi. "I want you to enjoy yourself sensei, so please do what you want..with me."

 

This was where he man had to purge his mind of everything but how those kisses felt each time, how intoxicating it was touching this boy. Hesitantly, Atakamo leaned over, brushing his lips softly against his student's, those sinfully amazing feelings flooding back. A hand came up under Yoshi's chin, pulling those pale virgin lips closer. Biting his lip for a moment, Atakamo inhaled and exhaled nervously. You have to do this. In a split second, the man pressed his lips against Yoshi's, kissing him. Pulling away for a moment, he only went back in, this time with more passion than before. He was simply channeling his feelings into the lip-lock. I hate how good this feels...

 

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[Ayakashiu]

Nothing happened for a moment and the student nervously looked up. He saw his sensei with head in his arms and he started doubting himself even more. Is what I'm doing really right? But then something changed. The older male finally leaned in for a kiss, making Yoshi's heart stop for a minute and then flutter. It was almost painful, all the feelings in that little heart of his; it felt like it would burst.

 

The kiss, no the kisses were intoxicating. Yoshi didn't know a simple skin to skin contact could feel anything near this good. As if hungry for more, he started moving himself, showing to sensei how much he wants him. Almost subcounciously, he moved and somehow managed to climb into the other's lap, straddling him, without breaking the flow of kissing. A moan escaped the smaller of the two, making him gasp for more air. "Sensei..please..touch me."

 

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[Yujiko]

It feels like that dream... That sinful bliss as my pen carves words into a fleshy blank canvas, and as if I could write the world's end with words describing what I'm feeling; however wrong or shattered my mind is. It felt so dirty, touching the blonde that now straddled him. He was so close, the boy and his smaller frame, pressed against the sensei. Yoshi didn't feel like a child, he didn't feel like a student, nor a friend. Instead he filled the new empty void that Atakamo had developed with lustful urges and lewd impulses. Genji felt disoriented when Yoshi had separated their lips, he knew that if he didn't feel that rousing feeling again soon- very soon- he wouldn't have the energy to go any further. Those lips followed the ones that left them for a moment, his eyes remaining closed until his counterpart began to speak, and those dark eyes full of salacious deeds peered up at the other.

 

"Sensei..please..touch me."

 

"How...?" He asked as faint pants fell into the air, taking a moment to try and steady his breath. Lifting his head up more, the elder hovered his lips over the younger's paled skin, those lips began to suck at Yoshi's nape. All the while a hand rose and began to slide up the younger's bareback from beneath his unbuttoned dress shirt. Lifting his mouth from the light hickey that was beginning to form, Atakamo exhaled a sensual breath into Yoshi's ear," How do you want me to touch you...?"

 

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