Reluctant Reconcile (Coffee-Tastic and Asakura-Sama)[18+]

[Coffee-Tastic]

 

 

 

Name: Jin Tokken

Age: 18

Sexuality: Bisexual, but isn't interested in relationships more than one night stands or flings with friends

 

Info: Jin is cold and likes it that way. He adores being recognized as a bad kid by adults and teachers because it gives him the power of being something that nobody can control. He doesn't have any academic ambitions at all, because his father told him from a young age that he can't do anything with his useless life. He couldn't care less that his dad lacks seeing anything in him, but loving to rebel, he grew brilliant wit the abilities to be able to learn quickly even though he doesn't use this. It's as if this talent purely came from proving his dad wrong and nothing more... He'd rather spend his time hanging out with the other bad kids for a few reasons. He's accepted in this group, he can be a free spirit, do whatever he wants and he also uses his smarts to look down on his friends, who aren't lucky enough to be gifted. He has gotten into fights for this last reason.

 

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On the train to school, it was normal to be getting looks from other commuters. Most nights recently, he's been with his pack of friends, doing what they do best: Drinking, lighting cigarettes and doing nothing but be boys. Summer break was just a day away and to him, it started three weeks ago. The whole idea of summer break was less amazing to him since he never worked hard enough in school for a break to mean something. How could it when he already attended class so little amount of times? Jin thought about that while hopping off the train on his station to go to school. He only needed to go to school because there was some things in his locker that belonged to him, if he was sneaky enough, he could get what he needed and leave to go back home. The hallways would be filled with hyped, chatty students of loners, duos and groups, so it might prove to be easy to do so without being seen.

 

Jin pulled his black hat further on his head to hide his hair as he came into school. He was correct that the halls would be busy, but he quickly noticed the principal standing in the middle of it and it was right at his locker. "I can live without the junk in there," he mumbled to himself and turned right around to make a silent exist. Before he knew it, the principal was right behind him, grabbing the collar of his shirt.

 

"It's the last day of school. It won't kill you to stick around Tokken," the old man cleared his throat and pulled him back inside, taking a letter out of his pocket, "This is for you. You better thank Mr. Himekawa for this. If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be getting a second chance."

 

Jin took the white, unsealed envelope and opened it up, glancing at the man, "Why. What did he do?"

 

"Read the paper, then," he chuckled and patted his back, pushing him back away from the exit, "Go to class and take your hat off. No hats inside the building."

 

The young man ignored him completely, but he did continue to walk towards history class. His eyes scanned the sheet of paper fast and stopped in his tracks. I was going to get kicked out of school? That doesn't surprise me... He thought. What did surprise him was how it went from 'you're going to get kicked out' to 'you almost got kicked out, so you better do this.' Mr. Himekawa never stood out to him at all, but all of a sudden he's trying to be his angel and give him a chance? Was he stupid? He's never heard a teacher throwing away time off their summer to tutor a student. A regular student let alone one that wasn't interested.

 

He supposed... He really didn't have a choice. This school was the only one that accepted him after his poor job in middle school. He didn't care about the education, but if he were legitimately kicked out, his dad would get pissed off so bad, he didn't want to think about it. It was nice being able to hang out somewhere as well, even if it meant hearing jabber from teachers.

 

Sighing and crumpling that sheet of paper in his hands, he continued to walk to the very class with that very teacher in it. The students that were already sitting down looked up at him when he entered the classroom. Jin could hear them saying they were surprised that he even showed up today, and it was a valid question too. He went straight to the teachers desk and pointed at the paper ball in his hand, "What is this?" He said referring to the fact they'd spend time together during the break, "Why are you planning on tutoring me over summer? No teacher in the right mind wants to spend unnecessary time with me. Did you hit your head or something?" No respect. He never did give any of the teachers here respect.

[Asakura-Sama]

 

 

Name: Narasaki Himekawa

Age: 28

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A History teacher who usually doesn’t stand out or being ignored, to put it bluntly, his just the ‘average’ teacher you could find every day.

Although his popular among his students, because of his friendly demeanor he doesn’t socialize further, and as much as possible keep everything professional.

 

During his young adulthood he realizes the fact that his Gay.

Well he dated a few girls but it seems it doesn’t work out well, because of that he realizes that his more attracted to the opposite sex.

He would probably keep this a secret for the rest of his life because up until now he still doesn’t want to admit it, and convinced about it.

>>

 

 

 

“sigh…”

 

A school is a place where you educate children, and it doesn’t matter if they remember it or not as long as they get to graduate with flying colors.

 

”That’s a heavy sigh sensei!” giggling girls said happily

“ah no this is… “

“….”

“… get back to class.”

”aww always so strict, this is the last day you know!!” they scram off immediately as the man with round wide glasses looked at them skipped back to their classes, He squinted his eyes because of the strong sun rays beaming all over the hall.

 

“I should have smoked another one.”

 

He fixed up his tie as he tried to remember what outrageous things he did last couple of weeks ago.

 

In the hallway while Narasaki is walking in the hallway he overheard the faculty gossiping about how a particular student would get to be kick out of school, so in the rush of the moment…

 

--Flash back--

”What? Mr. Himekawa this is a first.”

He was trying his best to look reasonable to the principal but it seems he himself is confuse about it, but still he wanted to give it a try, so he tried to reason it out no matter what.

 

“… Give him a chance I’ll take responsibility about it.”

”You haven’t done this before you know, this kind of action coming from you is surprising Mr. Himekawa”

“well… I know but…”

 

For a while they just stared at one another for a minute until the principal finally closes his eyes in confusion while he squeezes the bridge of his nose with his thumb and pointer.

”I get it but since no one would be willing enough to do that program, you’ll be in charge is that okay?”

“I…I got it.”

--Flash back end--

 

After He calmed down after that, He realizes what He had done. But if He didn’t, it would be a waste to loss someone doing an amazing output rather than, forgetting everything you have learned then graduate, like most of his students do.

 

He scratches the back of His neck and sighed again.

“oh well it’s not as if I’ll get to do anything over the summer anyway” because every time His out of work, His not doing anything, because His usually alone, so He thought this program would probably help Him get away with reality until the summer ends, then He will work again.

 

That’s right to Him working helps him relax, well that's how He thinks anyway.

 

 

He sighed again and entered the classroom with a smile and a greeting, and then He stood on the center behind His desk and called out the class representative.

The class representative stood up and calls out the class for a greeting, and then they bowed and sat down again.

Narasaki thought that he shouldn’t be so preoccupied about it, He doesn’t have a time to complain, He must work now and focus. Besides this is the last day, He thought to himself.

 

Then suddenly the student in question finally showed up.

 

Narasaki looked at him but as soon as the boy entered the class he started blabbering stuffs even showing him a trash. Then it came to Him that it’s probably about the program.

 

“oh…”

 

”--Did you hit your head or something?"

That was actually the only thing He heard, He couldn’t really focus if someone is being too load or noisy but, He still answered anyway.

 

“yeah I did, this morning, I hit my head in a lamp post this morning.”

 

Then the class started laughing, He was not sure if they took it as a joke because He was serious, He was thinking too much that He hit His head on a lamp post.

 

“alright.” He ruffled the boy’s hair “go back to your sit Tokken, and make sure you bring a fan over the summer.”

 

The class started whispering about like --what about summer?-- --what are they gonna do?-- --is he in trouble or something?-- those kinds of whispers.

So He tap the board, calling their attention, telling them to quiet down, then He told the whole class about their last day’s surprise gift.

‘Homework’

by doing that He shifted the attention, but it surely did not make the class happy about it.

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Jin didn't appreciate the sarcasm he was given, even though just like the rest of the students, he thought it was just a joke. His eyebrows scrunched and the threw the paper at the trash, the piece of paper bouncing off the rim and going on the floor, "You're a hilarious man." He said with a dash of spite. Jun should be thankful that someone didn't want him to fail out of school and he was. A little. It was very needed, but he couldn't picture himself being faithful to a schedule or a lesson plan on his time. What would his friends say when they found out he had to get friendly with a teacher with weird glasses over the summer unless if he wanted to get kicked out? They'd laugh at him endlessly and not give him an ounce of pity. "I can't wait to start..."

 

Unlike the other kids who didn't like the word homework, the delinquent didn't dislike it at all, because it went in one ear and out the other on instinct. He didn't need to care about something he never did in the first place. So going to an open seat near the middle of the room, the only think he was iffy about was the whole summer program. Jin sat his backpack on his lap and instead of taking out a book or a pencil, out came a handheld game of pocket sonic. He had other games before too, but they all got confiscated when he was skipping class in the school. It was his loss, but he just borrowed his friend's games whenever he felt like.

 

And this was the last day of school. How could this guy give them any work to do still? Nobody was going to be here for weeks. It was very teacher-like of Mr.Narasaki. Never giving students a break, not even on the very last day of school. If the other classes were going to be like this, he was just going to leave. And if the principal was still guarding the exit, he knew other ways of escaping. Every window on the first floor could fit him through, especially his go-to place, the bathroom. He'd climb over the gate and, bam, he'd be free again.

[Asakura-Sama]

We’ll He figured from the very start, that it wouldn’t be easy forcing a student to do some more lessons over the summer, and He knew that surely He would be hated, but still no matter what, He just wanted to let this one student graduate and not kicked out from school.

Because if he would be kicked out, surely he wouldn’t make it in the life he should deserve, with a bad record in his shoulders.

 

He continued writing on the board while His students kept on whining about homework, He instructed them to write it down immediately, however one student just completely ignored the instructions and as usual Tokken is behaving how he really behaves to every class he attends to, if he do attend the class that is.

 

But even so, this kid has a talent that no normal student could even compare, although his personality when it comes to punctuality and attention span is so poor He could just cry.

 

“…”

 

”wah sensei are you crying? HAHAHA” the other students also started pointing out to him and laughing.

”don’t cry sensei.”

 

“Shut it I’m not crying, you’ll still going to do your homework.”

 

The class became unsettled again so He tap His desk for a couple of times, calling the classe’s attention. While he walk away from his desk to the middle chair where Tokken is sitting at.

“And because I’m so kind-“

 

Then He abruptly grabbed the handheld game from token’s hands without any warning.

“-you may now all leave early.”

Everybody expressed in delight when they heard about that.

“Do not forget about the 20 page reaction paper about feudal era.”

Well they are delighted about early leave but depressed about the 20 page reaction paper over the summer break.

 

He later shifted his gaze to the kid next to him. “except for you Tokken, stay for a while I’ll give you the things you should bring during the summer tutoring” He went back to his desk, and sat in His chair.

He placed the handheld game on his desk, while he brings out a piece of paper waving it to the man who was the only one left behind from his class.

 

“I know you don’t want some long talks so just take this paper, all the requirements are there, I’ll also give back your handheld games and other confiscated items from you little by little during the summer torturing program so make sure you attend.”

 

Well the only things that are written in there anyway are the things to bring, like textbooks, some papers, a notebook and a pen, He just wanted to make sure Tokken doesn’t give any excuses about not telling Him about what to bring, and ending up going to the class empty handed, but He just figured that He could always bring extra notebook and pen just in case.

 

“and oh yeah” He bought out another piece of paper from his drawer “This is the official program schedule and parent confirmation sheet, make sure one of your parents or guardian sign this, well you may go now. See you over the summer program.”

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Jin didn't bother sucking his teeth when his game was pulled out of his hands. He kind of expected it to happen, but he thought that hey, maybe nobody would care since in was the last day and, well, Jin was Jin. He tended to do a lot of things in class without permission and with the many things taken away from him, he assumed they got the message that he wasn't learning from his mistakes. With a light sigh, he got up from his chair and closed up his bag, slinging it over his shoulder while walking to the teacher for the sheet. Sensei seemed to understand he needed a reason to go every scheduled time besides coming whenever he wanted. Jin lost count at how many things that were taken away from him, but if the teacher were smart about it, he could fish the student into coming the whole required times.

 

"Okay," he took the papers from Narasaki, only needing to do a quick scan of each page to be able to read everything. He expected all these things on the page and silently thought that it didn't look too bad on paper. In real life was a different story, but he'll judge it on the first day. It better be as easy as he hoped. Learning was just reading or listening to something, then repeating it back or writing it in your own words as if you didn't get it the first time. It was stupid things like 20 pages about reaction that was bull. "Goodbye then. Later."

 

Folding up those papers, he carelessly put them into his pocket and turned to leave. In there already was a napkin. He overheard that the teacher was crying, so he smirked and turned back around, dropping it on his desk, "Thats for you too. Thought you might need it." Proud of his attitude, he happily turned and walked right for the exit.

 

The parent signature that was required was not a problem for Jin, not when this entire year, he's been the one to forge his father's signature onto school documents. He was definitely not going to tell his dad that he was close to being kicked out. Jin didn't need his father to survive, besides the fact he paid for the house and for groceries... Now that he thought about it. What could his dad possibly try to do besides just blabber? He wasn't going to help him. All this was is going to classes on a schedule and making up for flunking the entire year.

 

Getting his things back was an added plus.

[Asakura-Sama]

“….” He looked at His student as he walk out of the classroom with a bored expression on his face, even though He was kind of insulted, He just thought about the words He wanted to say to himself, not that it would ever change anything if He said it back to His rebellious student.

 

“ah!”

He shook His head left and right, and slapped His cheeks with both of His palm.

“no! think positive it would change something, right!”

He feels pump out now, not that it looks like it, but he knew with this kind of thinking, nothing would surely change so He told to Himself to just think positive.

 

 

“well I still need to do the lessons later on, good thing that was my last class”

He grab His things and also decided to go home for the day so that he could also prepare for the program tomorrow.

 

He knew this is not going to be easy, and His not even prepared what kind mental control he must endure over the period of time of the program.

He was thinking to buy a lot of smokes from now on too, since it would be too stressful for Him without it, besides he could always smoke a lot first before going to work.

 

While walking on the school hallway, He started wondering if He wanted to this because He saw the potential in that kid or maybe because…

 

”You’re a good boy.”

 

He paused for a while as He looked outside of the window. He stared at the other kids getting so pump up and excited because this is the last day of school.

 

”You’re a good boy Narasaki-chan.”

 

He stared outside for a while when He had a chance to glanced over Tokken outside on the school grounds, from the school window as he walk farther away.

Then He opened his mouth and with a low voice he said “I’m not really perfect. Not good at all.”

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Home was not where where Jin happen to go to after being released. Home was where he was going to go, but while walking, his legs just happened to take him somewhere else. The place he went to was one of his friend's houses, one that was out of school and could let him hang around and drink. He was a 25 year old man... a chill one. They've known each other for a few years, good enough where he could just come into the house and do whatever he wanted there. Family... When he says that his friends are his family, he doesn't joke around. With each and every one of his friends, he was always welcome in their home, always invited out to their hangout spots and they could talk freely about anything that they wanted to do. It was almost hilarious that to other people, they're viewed as bad people and losers. Jin hasn't met a person better than his family.

 

Many... many hours later. Jin left the apartment with a cigarette still between his lips. More people came over and it became a party quickly, but he was more exhausted than he thought he would be and he wanted to get home and sleep in silence. When he got back home, it looked like his father came back, his shoes being at the door. The light were all off, so he felt like he was in the clear to move around freely. Jin put his shoes at the door too, holding his bag tight while going to his room.

 

"Why are you home so late again?" There was a voice there in the dark. Jin looked in the direction of the voice and once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw his dad there on the sofa. He guessed he woke him up then. "You causing trouble again, idiot? You smell like alcohol. The fuck are you doing with our life..."

 

Jin rolled his eyes and dropped his bag into his hands, "I don't know. How about yourself? And by the way, you smell too, so maybe you're just smelling your own damn breath, old man... Goodnight." Not giving his father a spare look, the young man continued off to his room, knowing that his dad will just go back to sleep. This late, the old man was tired and sometimes he'd leave him alone when he walked off. In his room, his very clean room, he put his bag into a chair and tossed his hat on his desk with a yawn. While changing out into his comfier clothes, Jin heard something drop on the floor. It was then when he was reminded of tomorrow. "Oh yeah... Hm." He just kicked the paper to the side since he didn't need it anymore.

 

~~~

 

It was a good thing that that Jin didn't overdrink the night before, the idea of getting a headache once he woke up would have sucked. If he was hungover, he wouldn't bother to go to the session today. He got dressed again, a black button down and grey jeans, and went on his way with his bag. This time, he had the effort to drop a pencil in and a half-used scribble book into his bag. Textbooks never ended up in his backpack. Too heavy for his taste. On the walk from the train station to the school, the blue haired student treated himself to a cigarette. The nicotine stick wasn't done when he got to the school, so he thought he may as well stat there and enjoy sweet freedom a little longer before going in. With these cigarettes, honestly, he first started doing it only because his friends were. Gradually, it became a habit on his own.

 

With a last blow of smoke, he dropped the stud and dragged it into the ground with the sole of his shoe. And now it was time to go inside... Jin was an hour and a half late, but he thought that it was fine because at least he showed up, right? Yawning in the hall, the delinquent came in the room and soon frowned. There wasn't anyone else there.

 

"Excuse me but... what the fuck?" He said with a bitter politeness, "Where is everyone? Is the class over already?"

[Asakura-Sama]

 

--Thud!

 

Narasaki was sleeping so soundly when someone just jump on His stomach until it came closer and started licking His whole face, still not fully awake He tried reaching for the culprit, and He felt a warm hair ball pressed against his hand.

 

“ARF!” a fluffy golden retriever kept on licking Him even though He tried shoving it away, eventually He got annoyed and abruptly sit up from His bed.

 

“argh! I get it hungry yes yes… what time is it anyway?…”

He looked for His glasses like a blind mind would, until He reached for it and looked at his clocked that’s already on the floor, but as soon as he realizes what the time is, He stood up immediately leaving His dog under the bed sheet covers.

He must have woken up after the alarm and knocked it over.

 

“late late….”

“arf!”

 

He just grabbed on whatever and suit up, good though His bag was ready already that all He did was grab it, gave His dog some food and scram off His apartment.

Since His apartment was really close by He just walk from His apartment to the school but this time He needed to run, a 10 minute race to school.

He didn’t even get to say goodbye to the neighbors and to the apartment owner, well He needed to be more friendlier because they allowed Him to have a dog in the apartment even if thought it was originally not allowed, so He was thankful for that.

 

He just find this a drag, this running so much, even though His stamina is weak against physical exercises but as if He’ll ruin His supposedly first day of class unpunctual, He doesn’t even recall why He slept again on the first place.

 

 

After the long run, He finally arrived but He was breathless, catching His breath while He run off to the designated room, His hair is practically a mess and with this blazing sun, His just drenched in his own sweat.

Then before He reached the room He saw Tokken that practically arrived just now too, He felt relieved, but still His appearance looked outrageous, but even if he asked He’ll just tell Him that He went out to eat for a sec.

 

“hah… hah.. shit my knees hurt.” He fixed up his messy bed hair but it didn’t really fix anything up, and He wipe off the running sweat from his face with His sleeves, straighten His back, and went ahead to the complaining brat.

 

“oi” He grabbed Tokken by the shoulder while still catching His breath but he wanted to act normal even though his dead tired “hah…hah.. hey! Your late I thought you won’t come. Whew.”

 

He entered the room and placed His bag tiredly on the desk, He suddenly felt stressed out, then He remembered that He didn’t had any single smoke to have since He was in a hurry.

”This is not good…” He thought to himself as He tried to settle down for a minute.

 

“okay.. sit down now Tokken, let us start. Hah… so hot.” He walk way to the back then He sat down on one of the students chair near the window, He figured that it would be cooler this way rather than sitting on the teacher’s desk on this blazing sun, Then He grabbed another one for Tokken. “you can sit there Tokken”

 

He breath in and looked at his only student for the day.

“let’s have a talk first, first of all, this program would be filling up all the attendance you lack so make sure you attend everyday prior to the schedule, and I also ask some of your teachers to give me the test you didn’t do, so that you could do it.” well actually he almost didn’t do all of it.

“But you don’t have to do the projects and homework you missed because I’ll give a personal homework for you, we will also have a secret day, well that’s a secret so you have to attend every day to know when will that secret day be, remember what we will be doing here will fill up the gaps you lack in your academic. Always remember that Tokken” Narasaki wondered if his even listing to Him, but He still continued anyway.

 

“and I just wanted to say that…” He gave out a smile “Don’t worry I believe you’ll do just fine, you’ll pass this program in a breeze.” Like really fast, He knew that this kid ability is really amazing that there is really nothing much he could teach him.

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

It didn't look like Jin was paying attention, but he was. He came towards the desk the teacher was at and dropped off his light bag onto the table, taking out that used notebook and pencil... and then he frowned because he realized he put a pencil in there and not one of his pens. He told himself how that sucked in his mind and then he looked at Mr.Himekawa who had been talking for quite some time. Then he saw the smile and the good words. "I know. That's why it's such a waste of time... But I get it. So lets cut to the part where we start so we can get this over with." He looked ahead, away from his smile. Jin nearly forgot the reason why he was the only one here...

 

It was because of him that Jin wasn't kicked out on the spot. It was because Mr.Himekawa thought that if he had time over the summer, he'd be able to catch up 'in a breeze' as he put it. If he hadn't known that it was his doing, he wouldn't believe that this teacher typically cared about his well being from the beginning. This weird teacher. The one with the goofy circular glasses, wild hair at the moment and cried in class for some strange reason. He didn't think that the sensei was here until just a few moments ago either. Was... was he late too? That's something.

 

"I don't care about any secret days either if it means that it takes a day away from getting the things that matter finished," he only imagined it being something childish like a trip to a museum, "And do you have a pen? I'll trade you." Jin showed him his perfectly normal, fine tipped pencil. He didn't like pencils because the graphite can get smudged, it needs to be sharpened all the time to get a fine point and whats up with the eraser? Jin doesn't make mistakes when he writes. Pens are so much more high class. Lines so dark, the ink never wearing away after a few months... Pens were sexy.

[Asakura-Sama]

This brat really didn’t think twice about saying something like this program is a waste of precious time, but what will he even do over the summer because most of the time his not in school.

But still his itching to go already, oh well Narasaki did guessed that He would be hated because of this.

 

Well at least Tokken seems like listening to him the whole time, it seems his a good kid after all.

 

“aww that’s a bummer, but we will do the secret day anyway, it’s for attendance and homework purposes” for normal students that would be exciting already but Narasaki thought that it was not the case today, He was literally sad, but at this day in age being sad about it is not appropriate, He started repeating the words ‘be professional’ in his head, about three times, before He looked at Tokken again.

 

"And do you have a pen? I'll trade you."

 

“huh? Ah yeah here you go” He traded his red pen for a fine pencil, even though He doesn’t understand He still did it anyway.

 

After the trade He asked about the parent confirmation sheet, as He grab His bag for some lecture papers. Well He doesn’t want to even ask if he have some textbooks with him because just by looking at his bag, it’s too thin to have a single book in it, that’s why He printed some needed lecture for today.

 

“I guess we could start off by reviewing history since that’s the one I’m most familiar with, look here” He gave some lecture papers for him to review, the paper was about 4 papers thick, and the lectures was also summarize, He figured it would be easier to read if it was summarize, and less boring to read at.

 

“Well you could decide if you want to have the test now or tomorrow after you read that.” He prepared the test today anyway, so there wouldn’t be any problem.

 

 

Since there is nothing He could really do as of the moment, He lean back and rested his chin to his knuckle while He stared at Tokken looking at the lecture paper.

He figured that He could do some small talk, since it probably won’t hurt.

 

Well He was kind of curious about it “so what do you usually do on your free days?” to be exact, days where his skipping classes.

Well he doesn’t really bother asking this kind of personal question in the first place, but He just felt interested and He just wanted to know this time.

Because all He knew about him was that he lived with his father, has a bad record from the school, and doesn’t even have a good reputation from his classmates, and it’s all from the personal student info the principal gave Him.

He figured that if He could understand this kid, He could somehow communicate more.

 

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Rolling the pen in his fingers, Jin looked up from the paper at the man with just a glance before his blue eyes honed back to going over the sentences and information, "Hang out with my friends. Drink, hang out with girls too, rob a bank... The usual." One of these were not like the other, but it was just a casual joke that casually slipped past his lips. Since people's views on delinquents such as himself, he didn't feel like he had the need to hold back any information. At least he sugar coated it. They got drunk, had sex with chicks and they'd actually threaten other countries with bombs, not rob banks.

 

In a matter of seconds, his eyes reached the bottom of the page and he flipped to the next one. "It might not sound like much, but there's a lot of things I do when I'm out. Its quite fun... You look like the kind of guy that needs to have fun more often." He said, glancing at him again for a brief moment, "But that's not any of my business now is it, sir." Clearing his throat, he kept on reading.

 

The material in his hands was decent enough for him. Jin was very certain that the students in class weren't lucky enough to get these summaries... And here he was, a fast reader and learner getting the special treatment because he was being a bad boy. The thought made him smirk a little. The student refused to ever say that the material in school was too easy. Yes, Jin got everything at the drop of a hat, but to everyone else, it was average if not harder than that. If he kept on saying that the work was too easy, then how could be proud of himself for being better than all the rest of the students who couldn't get it as fast as him? If he felt like it, he could have easily been a top student and blow away the other kids that actually worked hard to get their title. As pleasing as that would be, that meant conforming into something easy and manageable. Jin didn't like being easy and manageable.

[Asakura-Sama]

He slip His elbow from the table as He heard about what was His student doing over his free time, He stared at him for a while dumb founded, thinking if he was joking about the last part or not.

 

“w-well.. it’s not that bad to do those but seriously don’t rob anyone, to top it off a bank, I guess realizing some stress is not bad but still--“ He suddenly realized that His lecturing too much so He kept it to a minimum, in the first place He planned on doing it slowly.

 

”-- You look like the kind of guy that needs to have fun more often.”

 

“….”

 

He looked away and said in a low voice

“What is ‘having fun’ anyway?” He looked outside of the window, than He started thinking about some things, He placed His fingers on his lips, and then started biting his nails a bit.

 

”No! good little boys don’t do this!”

 

He clicked his tongue for a moment, He also started craving for smokes at that time but as if He could do that right now, after a while He snap out of it, thinking that He might appear weird right now, so He cleared His throat and continued the conversation.

 

“When I was a kid even a single piece of candy I was not allowed to eat, they said it bring out the cavity monster or something, so as kid of course I got scared and never ate any, well I’m not really a fan of sweets but still I wanted to know how it tasted like” He rub His chin and fixed up His glasses “but it’s not as if I’m not allowed to eat it right now, being an adult has some perks, so I guess living the life you want is good too, but nobody really know anything about the future so we must do our best, because there are thing that are regrettable when suddenly realized it…, well that’s… what I think anyway, just ignore that, it just maked me feel very old hahaha…” His laugh was a bit forced but as if it would be noticed, so He just smiled, nobody notice that kind of thing anyway.

 

“Anyhow” He smiled and tap His student by the shoulder “So I guess we’re going to hang out from now on during summer, it’s just you and me ahahha” well actually during this times it was His dog and Him so it doesn’t feel bad having someone during this times.

 

“We will study and have fun together isn’t that great? Hahha”

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

This time around, Jin actually hadn't listened to half of what Mr. Himekawa was saying. If the teacher was going to be talking the whole time he was there, he might be in these summer sessions more than he had to. Or maybe he was trying to distract him... If that was the case it didn't work. He still read the papers, finishing the second page and the third page by the end of his story about candy and whatever it was. Jin's ears started to listen to what he was saying after that, but it wasn't very pleasing to hear. He frowned at the thought of spending so much time here on school grounds and not out in the places that he wanted to. Of course the teacher didn't mind that. "No." he said bluntly without hesitation, "Not really..."

 

"Well. I'm done." he said and put down the papers, turning in his chair to face Narasaki, "I would have been done faster if it was silent, but you know what. I honestly love and enjoy listening to your voice try to distract me... I don't think you understand. I'm here to do work. Tell me what I have to do, I'll get it done like I'm supposed to. That's all that we're doing... Now. Was this the only thing I had to read before getting a test? I'll take that now. I hope you have the sense to be quiet when I'm trying to take a test. I don't want to hear about candy and you feeling old. You are old. What are you? In your 30's?" He asked that number way too high, he knew that. It was just to try and piss off the man.

[Asakura-Sama]

 

--snap

 

Was the only sound going on in his head right now and the thoughts that --I told you so keep it professional man, keep it professional-- and --I want to smoke right, please let me smoke-- is the only thing going on right now in his head.

 

And with a sarcastic smile and voice “Oh~ sorry to distract you then, I’ll go get the test Now”

 

He was asking himself if they could even get any decent conversation out from the summer break program.

Will they even?

 

This was the thoughts of Narasaki as He gave the test paper to Tokken.

 

“Here you go you may take the test now, I’ll give you 45 minutes, to finish that” he stood up and grabbed something from his bag, slipping it immediately to his pocket.

“I trust you enough, so I’ll take a bathroom break for a sec, I’ll come back immediately”

 

He left Tokken inside to do the test alone, to go for a ‘bathroom break’ but in reality

 

----->>> He was on the roof top.

 

Smoking.

 

“sigh… I was never stressed out like that in my whole school teaching career life”

Narasaki felt good while smoking, since the stress was building up too much back there “and here I was being too sincere… and he called me old” not that He didn’t say that himself, but telling him that He looked like His in His thirties is too much.

 

“….” He started wondering if He really do look like in his thirties. He puff up some more until He realizes he finish up the stick.

 

“…. I guess another one won’t hurt” He grabbed another smoke from his pocket and lights it up again.

 

He just thought that the conversation would lighten up the mood so he continued on with the conversation, well He haven’t been doing conversations like that so His not sure if it’s natural to have that kind of reaction from other when telling them about your childhood experience, well in the first he didn’t also find it interesting so that might be it.

Or maybe His just bothering him while his concentrating or something orrr His just really hated. In the first place He doesn’t talk that much because his not good with conversations, so why?

 

“hmm… maybe just another I’ll smoke another one.”

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Jin's eyes trailed the man out of the room, "Oops. I think I broke it a little." Chuckling, he went to his test and put is name on it. He also took great pride in his handwriting no matter the occasion. Elegant lines, perfect strokes, no errors. He felt like a king when he wrote. The shame was that even though his handwriting was like a computer font, Jin's writing was not well known by the teachers here because he never handed anything in that showed it. On the multiple choice, he squared in the answers instead of drawing a circle around it. Perfect circles were impossible to do and squared were easier.

 

In fifteen minutes he was done and still he was the only one in the room. Was he crying on the toilet? In an evil way, Jin could kind of imagine that. And because big babies cry a lot, he thought he'd take this chance to appoint himself a break from this seat. He hadn't seen many staff members around the school at all, so going up the stairs to the roof area, he went into his pocket to take out a cigarette an a lighter. Jin didn't consider himself an addict. Enjoying the act of having a smoke was not the same as needing it.

 

With the dry, unlit stick in his mouth, he opened the door and came outside, not expecting to already be smelling cigarette smoke in the air. Flicking on the lighter, he walked more and saw the culprit. Grinning, he hummed and put a hand in his pocket, "Longest bathroom break I've ever witnessed! Haha... Fancy seeing Mr. Himekawa up here. Greetings. I hope we can share a break up here without getting butt-hurt about my bad habit like others do... What do you say?"

[Asakura-Sama]

He kept on puffing on His smokes while leaning on the fence of the roof, when He jolted on a familiar voice.

He turned around and saw Tokken.

 

Just how many smokes did he had already? He place His hand inside His pocket and tried to check His cigarette pack, just to learn that He almost finished half of the box.

Well all of He could think of is trouble as of the moment, like whose fault it is that he wanted to smoke so bad because of the stress, it was this brat, yes it was this brat. He was just called old in his thirties that’s too much.

 

“…” what a childish thought to have.

But that’s not really the problem here.

 

He tried to look calm and composed, while He adjusted his glasses.

“What are you doing here?? Is the test done already? But more importantly minors shouldn’t really smoke, aren’t you just only 18?” but he did say his already drinking that’s worst, so is that even the right thing to say? Well whatever a professional teacher would say this anyway, but in reality a professional teacher would not also smoke in a school ground,

But he was stressed out, no no that’s not really an excuse.

 

“….”

 

After much contradictions going in his head, He finally gave in, He scratched the back of His neck and looked at Tokken.

“Fine, as long as you’re done with what you’re supposed to do for today, however you could only have one stick, and this would be the last, got that? You shouldn’t be smoking at your age in the first place, think about your health.”

He turned around and grabbed another smoke and lit it up immediately.

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Nodding to the terms, he grinned. "I should, shouldn't I?" He blew out smoke and walked over slowly and smoothly, "There's a lot of things I should be thinking about, yet I don't. Its apart of being a bad person and being a no good student of this facility. Aren't I right? There's a lot of other teachers who want to say that, but they don't because they probably know I'll get satisfaction from it. Thats true!" Laughing, he stood a few feet away, leaning on the edge as well, looking all the way down and getting a split thought that it would suck to fall down there.

 

Jin looked at his teacher with his lips slightly pouted, "But despite what anyone thinks, I'm still here. I've been really curious to know why you convinced the principal to do this summer program for me. Do you really think there's something to save in me or is it just because you're lonely and you had nobody else to hang out with?" Jin could come up with things himself, but it would save him the mind power to hear it from the man himself. Clearly it had something to do with the fact he was different from the other students, but it took someone with bad eyesight to see potention in his heart. Ironically, Mr. Himekawa wore glasses.

 

It might be strange to be the one talking now. Jin felt a lot more pressure being inside of a classroom rather than being in an open space like this, the fact that he was being allowed to smoke helped with it too. Fresh air, musty smoke and sunlight. The older man came up here to release his stress and for Jin, it was doing the same magical power.

[Asakura-Sama]

 

Narasaki just blew out some smokes as He listened to His student, actually He isn’t should be allowing this kind of thing to happen, but maybe smoking is also making Tokken get relaxed, is he being pressured by something, is he worried about something, problems at home? He tried to think about this stuffs are he listened.

He glanced at Tokken next to Him, as He puffed up some more smoke, then He breath in and lean forward with his back facing the fence.

 

“You know being a no good student doesn’t mean you’re a bad person, to tell you the truth I’m helping you because I thought your amazing, like what the hell is that, you aced my test without even going to my class, I couldn’t even do that when I was… young.”

 

He laughed as He calmly placed His lips on the cigarette-butt, then He walk closer to Tokken.

He smiled at him and ruffled his hair.

“I’m not really sure what you have been going through right now however, it doesn’t mean that you need to ruin your life just to prove something. Because you know what, doing what you love while proving to them they are wrong felt much better ahaha”

Even though this are not really the things he should be saying as a teacher, but he just felt like telling this to him as person, not as a staff of the faculty.

 

He then grabbed the smoke on Tokkens hands and exchange it with the hand held game He just confiscated.

 

“I know deep down you’re a good kid, and it’s not a sugar coat, it’s true” He looked at his watch to see that the time had already passed.

 

“I guess it’s time we head home” He ruffled his hair again, then He slipped back and turned around to the exit. But He paused and looked back again.

“ah right here’s my number so that you could contact me anytime, if anything came up” He took out the pencil that He just traded for His red pen and since He didn’t really have a paper on Him, He just rip off the package of the cigarette box and wrote his contact and email in there.

 

“Well I guess this would make do.” He gave the ripped off paper from the box to Tokken with his number and email address.

 

“We’ll see you tomorrow, I’ll head out first.” He went down the stairs and grab His stuffs then He looked at the test

 

a smile went on His lips

"Your really amazing aren't you?"

He head out to go home.

 

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Jin looked down and read over the writing on the paper, holding the game in his other hand tighter than he even knew. He got his answer, but to think he'd feel a tingle in him that someone would call encouragement. His talent was never recognized in this way, nor has himself as a person been praised in the way that this man did. He was a no good student, but yeah, maybe he was a good kid deep down inside. Jin even smiled a little when he was told he was amazing for acing a test he never went to class for. "Yeah, I really am amazing..."

 

Admitting what he felt about what he heard wasn't something that Jin was interested in doing while he was still on the school grounds. He dropped his game into his backpack and put the email and number into his pocket, pulling out another cigarette now that Mr. Himekawa was gone. And he took the one he had too, so it still counted as it being his 'first' technically.

 

After his cigarette, he left the school and thought about where he should go. Jin was put in a surprisingly good mood when his head was ruffled the last time, he wouldn't try thinking about that either, so he flipped a coin when he got to a street that could lead him to a friend's house and the other way that would take him to the train station, aka the way home. Heads for having a good time and tails for going home to relax. Tails won, but he went towards his friend's place anyways.

 

There, the same old same old happened. A few more of his friends came over to hang and it was nice. Someone, he never questioned who, brought something besides alcohol. Half of the people he knew also happened to do drugs, and often, he was around the smell of the smoke from a hit or the sight of his friends taking white lines into their noses. Stuff like this... he rarely accepted the choice to do it. Today though was a good day. Jin felt better about having to attend school and it wasn't that bad to think it'll be okay having a teacher there to constantly praise him for his abilities. He accepted the option of taking in the white 'powder' with the expectation of having an even better time.

 

 

Jin really did have a good time. Proof of that was waking up half naked on the sofa with one of his guys sleeping heavily on top of him. He wasn't being squished badly, but with his friend's face so close to his, he didn't like the thought of possibly being drooled on. He rubbed his eyes and then pushed his friend off of him, the older boy falling on the floor with a thud, waking him up.

 

"Dude," the black haired boy on the floor groaned and scratched his head, "What the fuck?"

 

"Why are you sleeping on me, Dee, do I look like pillow to you?" Jin sat up and looked around for his clothes, now feeling that hangover headache he was afraid of. "Where are my clothes... I don't remember taking them off."

 

Dee looked around lazily, "I don't know how it happened, man. But you're really squishy and soft. Haha," laughing, he grabbed Jin's shirt from under the table, handing them over, "You're leaving? Why? Its probably like... I don't even know. Its probably early."

 

"It's 8:30," he said estimating numbers down from the clock on the wall, "I have to do something... I have this summer thing to do for school. I'm required to be there every day or else I get kicked out."

 

The other male crawled up on the sofa again and watched Jin button his shirt up. Dee, being one of his friends that liked to fool around more than he did, took out the buttons that he was fixing, "Kicked out? Isn't that a good thing? You won't have to be bothered with having to go to school. And if any cops try to pull you out for skipping school, you can tell them you got kicked out already. You can stay here. Let's have some fun. Everyone either went home or are knocked out in the rooms."

 

"I can't do that." He had a headache, he still felt like there was some high-ness in his bloodstream and he had to go. Pushing away Dee's hands, he continued to button his shirt. "I don't need to explain to you my reasons , I just have to go. I really don't want to end up like a complete loser like you." Sighing tiredly, he fixed up his shirt for good and rubbed his head with the other kissing his neck, wanting affection like a lovesick dog. Jin's slept with him before, but he got annoying when he wanted to do it again. The headache of his took him out of it for a moment, he couldn't say otherwise, the kisses felt relaxing... But then it became a sucking and he snapped out of it a bit late and shoved him away, "What are you doing? Don't leave marks on me, you ass!"

 

Dee grinned widely and pointed at the mark he made, "Too late... I can't help it." He laughed, not taking it as seriously as Jin.

 

"I don't have a scarf or a sweater, you can't have me walk out of here with that! You're such an asshole." He got off the couch to get his shoes and his bag, starting the day of with an added pissy mood on top of the headache.

 

The friend rolled his eyes at the scold and got up as well, but to get a glass of water and something to cover up his neck for him, "Okay okay, I'm sooorry... I'll give you my sweater. Don't worry, it doesn't have any sleeves so it won't be hot as hell for you."

 

"...Thanks then. You're still an ass though." Jin was ready to go soon, being given some painkillers to go along with the water and the sweater that Dee promised him... He's gone to school before with hickeys, but during the year, it wasn't just him and a teacher sitting in a room together. He didn't want to be asked deep questions and be judged again. Mr. Himekawa might not judge him as obviously as others did, but that didn't mean that he didn't think about it in his head. That, and after yesterday, he didn't feel like attending in any kind of state other than his usual self. He'd still be wearing the same clothes, but all he had to say was that he slept over with a friend, which was true.

 

At the time that he left, Jin was almost on time, getting to the school only ten minutes late. "That guy better be here now then." It was clear to him that the man had gotten to school the same time as him. If he was going to be that late, he'd be sitting in that class by himself for too long. The student came into the classroom, hiding a yawn behind his hand and the hoodie covering his neck area. Hopefully today, he could get even more things done. The more the merrier. The more he did, the faster it'll be done.

[Asakura-Sama]

 

“…”

 

”ARF!”

 

“sigh..” Narasaki sat up in His comfy bed, but He still didn’t feel like getting up, more like He doesn’t want to get out of His air-conditioned room, since outside of this very room is blazing hot. It might be even hotter than yesterday.

 

For the last time He lay down for a bit and cuddled His dog beside Him. “sooo fluffy”

 

”ARF!!” the dog started licking his caretaker as if telling Him that, he doesn’t want His cuddles, he wanted food, so Narasaki sat up again and finally stood up, His bed hair really get’s on his nerves every day.

 

He grabbed His wide circular glasses and put it on.

 

And as usual same old days just like how He do it with every other day, He wash up get a cup of coffee and a smoke. He fixed up His hair had a smoke. Get His dog a food and a smoke. He ate some bread and eggs and smoked.

 

Well He felt more relaxed now that He had some smoke, and his not rushing because this time He made sure not to knock out His alarm again on the floor.

And finally He suit up tying up His neck tie nice and tidy, then He fixed up His hair one last time, and for the nth time, He had another smoke before heading out.

 

Well even though He doesn’t admit it, His really hook up on smokes, He knew that it would cause Him some major health issues, but who would even care if He died because of it, His dog would always be taken care of by His sister if that happens.

But of course he doesn’t want that to happen anytime soon.

 

His really a terrible adult, telling His students to not do that while he does it. “I suck as an adult.” After having His last blow He grabbed His bag, and patted His dog in the head as it eats.

 

“got go bocchan”

”arf! Chew chew chew”

 

 

He greeted some of His neighbors as He went down from His apartment and finally He greeted the owner who’s swiping the ground by the gate.

The owner is already a 70 year old timid woman, her husband died in a track accident which is really morbid to even explain.

 

”You still have work Narasaki-kun?” the woman seems baffled

“yeah I’m in a summer program in school I’m torturing one of my good student now, It started yesterday.” He smiled at the woman while saying that.

”I see that’s why you scram off yesterday, you even left your apartment close, good thing bocchan doesn’t like going outside”

“really?! is that so.. well I’m sorry to have bothered you, I was kind of running late back then…”

”ah that’s unusual well I guess getting up during summer is hardwork even for me, good bye then Narasaki-kun, and for you to have bothered doing that, your student must be very special, bocchan would be jealous.” she laughed at the thought that bocchan would be jealous.

“….yeah I guess so.”

 

Narasaki bowed his head and left, He felt better today than yesterday but the heat is still unbearable like yesterday, and now that His not in a hurry, He felt the heat even more, making Him feel that the short walk is a long one.

 

“hmm…”

Does He really think that this student is special? Or He just thought this kid has some great potential ahead of him so he shouldn’t waste it?.

Whatever it is, he just wanted to give the boy another open up path before him, so that’s why his doing this, He wanted to give more choices to him.

 

 

After that terrible walk He finally arrived, wiping off His face with a hanky as He went onto the designated class, but no ones in the room yet, so He sat on the same chair the last time, where the window could at least allow a blow of cool air in, and then finally someone open up the door.

 

Narasaki looked at His watch, and it was 10 minute late this time, well He’ll just let it slide since He was also late the first time.

 

He looked at Tokken while wearing a sweater in this blazing sun. Well actually his the one to talk, while wearing a white polo with a long sleeves on.

But He didn’t have a choice even though it’s just Him and His student, He must still look proper.

 

“Good morning, and aren’t you hot with that sweater on? As far as I remembered it’s hotter than yesterday.” maybe His student just wanted to act cool or something like that.

 

So He just continued on what should be done.

“let’s see, as usual I’ll give something to read and a test later on if you like, and a homework, then we are good to go.” now that His more relaxed He thinks and acts better, and He won’t be remembering any useless things again.

 

 

He placed the lecture papers on the table for the boy to read at.

 

We’ll he didn’t really noticed it earlier but as He got closer to Tokken, He could surely smell alcohol and smoke all over him, and other’s won’t probably not notice since students wore the same clothes every day, but this time it seems he literally wore the same clothes yesterday.

 

Did he even went straight home yesterday? Narasaki guessed not.

 

He took out the log book and started scribbling some daily attendance sheet and activities during the summer program yesterday, since it was the principal’s orders.

 

“By the way, did you go somewhere before you went here?” He continued writing as he said that.

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Taking the papers and going back to the seat he was at the previous day, next to Mr. Himekawa. He didn't need to respond to how hot he was for wearing an extra layer of clothing, a sweater for that matter. Jin felt like his body temperature was unreasonably high for a human being. If he passed out, it would be a shame because he didn't anything done today just yet... The man also probably took in the detail that he was wearing the same clothes, but he was glad that he didn't ask about that directly. Who would say that they slept over someone's house and he felt cold enough to borrow a sweater? Yeah, no.

 

"I came straight here from where I was." He said, lacking attitude from heat exhaustion and his headache still lingering around in his thick skull, "I slept over somewhere and it was close by... Which is why I'm here a lot earlier than I would have and stuff..." Jin leaned his back on the chair with his bag dropped at the side of his chair. Just like yesterday, he was breezing through the contents of the page, except this time he felt the need to read the first page twice and slower. It was harder to focus on the words. He wasn't shaking the page was he?

 

Jin wasn't shaking, it was just his head screwing with his vision. It wasn't fun being hot, having a headache on a sunny day and now he was starting to feel his stomach start to eat itself. He guessed that meant that he didn't eat last night either because he's had mornings where he didn't have anything and he'd be fine. Being high and terribly drunk, no, he didn't remember much of what he did and didn't do that night. He couldn't even understand when or how his shirt managed to end up under the coffee table. "I might sleep over around here more if it gets me here on time. My friends live closer to the school than my own place now that I think about it."

[Asakura-Sama]

After He finished writing down on the log book, He placed it again on His bag, as He listened to the young man’s reasoning.

At this hot season the cicada’s are really noisy outside.

 

“oh…” so he didn’t really go home, Narasaki figured that what the students had been gossiping about was probably true, that his rarely home and his with his friends all the time, and he hang out in bars and something like that.

Then is it also true he killed a lot of people like what the gossips said? No no it must be just the exaggeration of the youth now a days, even though he look like this, he won’t do something extreme like that.

 

But still to have a stench on you that strong most probably because His friends also allowed Him to drink and do all sort of things.

 

He glanced back at Tokken, checking if his already done.

But there seems to be a problem, is the material even that hard?, Narasaki thought that it would not be possible, so he tried observing for now.

And when you look at it, Tokken looks somewhat pale, is he normally like that?.

 

Tokken might be under heat stroke right about now, in the first place why he has to wear a sweater in this blazing sun.

 

“hey… Hey!” He leans in closer to check up on His student “Are you alright?” He slides His palm on the side of Tokkens neck to see if he got a fever or something, that's why he wore a sweater, it's because his cold. but that's probably not.

 

“You know, you could always take off your sweater, because as of now you’re showing signs of entering heat stroke.”

 

 

“hmmm….”

He leans away and started packing up his bag, and then he grabbed the paper in Tokkens hands, to place it back into His hand.

 

Narasaki didn’t really think twice about this, but He figured the health of His students is top priority, and in reality this decision is always better when it comes to this blazing heat.

“Let’s do this at my apartment, since I have AC in my room, its cooler in there”

 

He also grab the young man’s bag because He figured Tokken would probably protest over this, and in the first place the bag was not that heavy, it’s as if your carrying nothing.

“Let’s go my apartment is only a 10-15 minute walk from school, and take off your sweater already, it’s annoying.”

 

He talked to the staff and gave back the keys then he looked back at Tokken “Let’s go or do you want me to carry you?”

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

He didn't care much for where the work was being done at, frankly, the AC tempted him to be more than okay with it. But was he really having a heat stroke? Thanks a lot Dee, the thought to himself. "We can go to your house no problem, but that's all the bossing around that you're doing." Jin found the sweater to be just as annoying. He didn't want to take it off and let the man see his neck with a crazy red hickey bruise. "But you will not not me around for anything else. The sweater stays on and I can walk myself. I hope you were joking about carrying me, because I only enjoy being a princess on the weekends." He can hold his papers, hold his bag, but he wasn't going to hold him. That was just not right.

 

"Anyways I'm okay enough, I can manage to walk more. Outside is better than being in here." There was so little air coming in that he hadn't even been feeling any air, outside he was able feel gentle breezes on him. It was the wind teasing him however. The wind was nice, bit it just wasn't enough.

 

It shouldn't matter this much to him that there was something on his neck. Mr. Himekawa would just assume that some girl did it while he was out last night and not even assume a guy did it... And even if he thought a guy did it, Jin didn't think that was the reason why he wanted to keep it hidden. This man was the only adult that seemed to have some remote care for him, besides his older friends, and he didn't want to... make himself be judged? Was that really it? It felt more vital than that now that his teacher was telling him to take it off because it was over heating him into a heat stroke.

 

This wouldn't be a big deal soon. In the AC, he wouldn't have to even take it off! Problem solved. When the session was over, he'd take it off and he'd throw it out as revenge for this being Dee's fault.

 

Standing up, Jin let out a deep breath, feeling his brain swell from the inside out. Frowning, he held his head, "I'm going to drink from the fountain before we go. That'll help. There was no way he wanted the trouble reading to escalate into having trouble seeing right. It hasn't come to that, but it would as long as he kept the black sweater on.

[Asakura-Sama]

 

“Aren’t you too thick headed? if you pass out because of the heat I’ll carry you like a princess embarrassing you for the rest of your life” if that is even embarrassing for a 18 year old boy.

 

Well he probably do wanted to look cool? He doesn’t really know. Maybe the youth now a day’s wanted to act like this, never the less, at least he didn’t show much resistance.

 

 

After the young man finished drinking Narasaki finally leaded the way, with His bag on His other hand and the other with the young man’s bag

From time to time though he was looking at the teen if his still following, He was worried that his student might really pass out anytime soon, but thankfully He didn’t until they finally arrived on the apartment.

 

And of course the owner noticed Him again.

The owner was tending to the garden when she spotted Narasaki and His companion.

 

”oh my, Narasaki-kun, back already?”

“ah owner, Good day.”

”and oh what a fine young man we have here, is this the student you’re talking about?” The owner looked at Tokken and gave him a warm smile, and then he looked back at Narasaki.

”Ho ho ho bocchan would surely be jealous.” it seems the old woman was amused about it.

“hahaha…”

”Good day then.”

He bowed and signaled the young man to follow Him upstairs.

His apartment room was about on the corner from the right of the apartment complex, He slowly took out his keys and opened the door as soon as they arrived.

 

 

“Bocchan, I’m home, we have a visitor.” He took off His shoes and neatly placed it in the corner. His apartment was quite small but it has one room, one bathroom, a small living room and a kitchen.

 

He looked at Tokken and invited him to come in. “oh yeah my room is over--“

 

”Arf! Arf!! Arf!!” as soon as He opened the door to His room, His dog started barking loadly at the unknown stranger beside Narasaki

“Bocchan stop being an angry fluff ball.”

 

”Arf!” Well the dog didn’t really like the idea of someone coming over, but as if the dog could do anything about it.

 

“Tokken sit wherever you like and don’t worry, bocchan would never attack you even if he wanted to” He grabbed a remote and opened the AC on while the dog just keep on glaring at Tokken.

Then He grabbed the papers in His bag and gave it to his student again.

 

His room was not that messy but he still needed to hide some unwanted items in there, for example his over flowing ashtray and a pack of cigarettes, and some laundry He just tossed everywhere.

 

He placed the cigarette box on his drawer and took out the full ashtray on the living room, and just tossed all of the laundry in the corner.

 

Then He looked at Tokken, while shifting His glance to His angry glaring dog. He came closer and patted His dog in the head “bocchan stop that.”

 

”grrr…..”

 

The dog just sat in the corner while he kept on looking at Tokken. “…” He just let His dog be since it would just probably sleep later on, Narasaki turned back to the young man.

 

“Do you want to eat something? I’ll cook up something to eat.” He took off His tie and rolled up His sleeves.

 

[Coffee-Tastic]

Just like a lot of things in the world, the dog didn't intimidate him more than it made him smile and laugh. To a dog, he must smell like a bad person... Then again, Mr. Himekawa was the one who looked like he smoked a lot more than he did. Was he addicted to smoking or was that pile of dead cigs just left over a long span of time? Either way, he knew the smell of a room that reeked of smoke, his room being just like that despite the spic and span nature his room was constantly in.

 

Jin sat down on the bed, close to the stream of cool air the AC was expelling in the room. He was feeling better already, but he was still hungry, so he took up the offer of being made something to eat, "Yeah, I've been unintentionally starving up until now... I don't eat spicy foods though just for your information." He looked at the dog and pointed at him, "How about you cook that thing up? I love hot dogs." Laughing he scratched his cheek, "While you do that, I can probably read the lecture now and get done with it before you finish. Let's do that." Out of the sun and in a nice, cool apartment, he was feeling better already, enough where he felt like he'd be able to read the pages of the lesson without thinking that a mini earthquake was going on under his feet.

 

Other students might find it different to be invited to a teacher's house. Jin has been to so many stranger's houses, normally some form family members of his friends, before that it didn't feel uncomfortable to be in a place he's never been in before. Narasaki's place felt cozy in a way. Small. Nice old lady outside. The golden dog was a nice touch... And the smell of cigarette ash and smoke contaminated furniture made it feel like he has almost been here before. This bed was also quite tempting for a boy that got less than a few hours of sleep after getting high and drunk the previous night. He wondered if it would be weird to ask if he could take a nap here when he was done with the test. Jin pressed his hand into the mattress and nodded his head subconsciously. He could definitely steal a few hours on this thing.