Karasuma sighed tiredly as he rubbed his eyes. His workload at the ministry of defense had increased the last few weeks and next to the students, who he had to teach and supervise during assassination attempts as well as looking after them when outsiders tried an assassination, was taking a toll on him. The first semester had almost ended and exams were coming up too.
Karasuma let himself have a 5 minute break to recollect himself and then continue working with proper concentration again. The sight of Irina sitting across from him greeted him when he looked up. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he watched her put together her lesson for the students. Compared to the beginning of the year she had matured a great deal in different areas. She had become more self-aware when acting around students and people she wasn't used to. Her appearance didn't base itself on sex appeal as it used to either. In fact, as the weather had gotten colder she had ditched her skimpy white uniform with the purple tank top and instead wore a long sleeved turtle neck with a skirt. Her long blonde locks had been pulled back into a high ponytail with a few strands left loose that framed her face. And the worst thing was, if Karasuma was completely honest with himself, he thought it suited her.
He wasn't going to ever admit it out loud, but as she had progressively matured he had slowly fallen for her. She was already physically attractive, but that was something he could easily ignore. Yet as time had passed he had felt himself drawn to her more and more. He knew, he would never let himself engage in a romantic relationship with her, even if he knew Irina also had feelings for him. He was only here on an assignment and god knows what could happen if he got even more emotionally involved than he already was.
But still, it was getting harder and harder to refuse his own desires. To not imagine touching her soft hair, kissing her rosy lips, pulling her closer to him to let their bodies touch, to let his arms encircle her petite waist. Karasuma quickly pushed the thoughts away, or at least he tried to. She was still sitting in front of him, blissfully unaware of the feelings that were stirring inside. Maybe one day, he thought, their situation would change and he would be able to act on the feeling he harbored for her in his heart. But not now, or at the very least it wouldn't be today. With new determination he refocused his attention on the document in front of him and started typing again.
A/N:
Hey, Smalldelights here.
This was a small 10 minute thing that has been floating around my head for a while especially since I haven't seen much of this kind of thing yet. First story on the internet. Yippie! Helpful critique is gratefully accepted and reviews too. I hope that Karasuma didn't slip too much out of character. If he did, please notify me with your thoughts and I'll try to change it accordinly. Thank you for readin the fic and even taking the time to read this authors note. Thank you : )