Author's note: Hello all! I'm bringing Entertainment back from the dead...and actually FINISHING it this time around. At first I intended to just add the final chapters and walk away, but there was just too much in the original story that I wanted to go back and change. Since so many of you enjoyed Entertainment, I felt bad just taking it down and replacing it with a new version. So here you go: a reboot.

Hope you like it!

Kahoko stifled a yawn. It had been a long day, she just wanted to go home, take a hot bath, and curl up in bed.

"Hino."

That voice. It was soft and lilting, but she knew better than to trust appearances. Her fingers tightened their grip on her bag.

"Good afternoon, Yunoki."

He smiled. "You walk home, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Good."

Good? She never understood what was going through his mind. They walked together in silence for a few moments. As they exited the school gates, Kahoko saw a car waiting. She half expected his next question.

"Would you care for a ride home? You look tired."

What happens if I say no? Despite the pleasant character he displayed in public, Kahoko felt uneasy around Yunoki. It would be unwise to refuse. She nodded and got into the car as he held the door open for her. Her stomach felt like it was tied in knots. As the driver pulled away from the curb, she focused on her breathing.

"I don't suppose you have anything of import planned for this evening?"

Kahoko watched the trees moving past. She hated the condescension in his voice when he spoke to her.

Without waiting for her response, he continued. "You see, my Grandmother is away for the rest of the weekend, and I find myself lonely in that empty house."

Kahoko felt goosebumps on the back of her neck. "What are you suggesting?"

Yunoki shrugged. "A little company. A little entertainment. I despise being bored."

Kahoko swallowed. "And if I refuse?"

Yunoki smiled and reached over, tracing his fingers along her jawline. "Oh, I highly doubt you'll do that."

She didn't respond, and he took her silence as a yes. Not like he had taken her opinions into consideration in the first place.

Kahoko kept her gaze out the window for the remainder of the car ride, but she could feel him watching her.

They stopped in front of his house, and Kahoko's hands were cold and clammy. The driver opened her door for her and Yunoki followed her out, placing his hand on the small of her back and leading her toward the door, dismissing the driver with a wave of his hand.

He slipped off his shoes before entering, and Kahoko did the same. Her heart beat faster as they walked down a long hallway and Yunoki slid open a door to was what unmistakably his bedroom.

Kahoko had expected as much, but actually standing there terrified her.

"Kahoko," he murmured.

She didn't know how she felt about him using her first name. She had never given him permission to do so. But then again, who needed to give Yunoki permission to do anything?

She stood paralyzed as he cupped her chin with his fingers, bending down to kiss her. He was gentle, but that seemed to frighten her more for some reason. She felt her face heating up as he deepened the kiss. What was she supposed to do? Tell him to stop? Call for help?

Yunoki pulled back and looked down at her. "What's wrong?"

"I…" Kahoko looked away, afraid of meeting his eyes.

He smiled. "Have you never done any of this before?"

"Of-of course not!" Kahoko snapped, embarrassed. "I—"

He cut her off, placing a finger on her lips. "That's perfect," he said, smiling. Yunoki grasped her hands and walked them backwards, seating himself on the bed and pulling her onto his lap. He kissed her again, more intensely this time. Kahoko put her hands on his shoulders, trying to shove him away. He pulled back and grabbed her face with one hand.
"Careful," he warned, "you don't want to upset me. It would be in your best interest to cooperate."

She felt tears building up in her eyes. Is he going to…I'm not ready…I don't want… She jerked away in shock as one of his hands traveled up her skirt. She tried to wriggle away, but he held her in place.

"I'm warning you," he hissed.

She stopped fighting him, biting her lip in an effort to keep her tears at bay.

"That's better," he murmured. "Just relax and enjoy this."

Kahoko tried to obey, and to her disdain, it wasn't too difficult. She was tense and frightened, but she tried to relax under his caresses. She tried to block out her thoughts, focusing only on the feel of his touch on her skin, his lips against hers.

He was gentle at first, but like his other façades, it fell through quickly. Almost hastily, he removed her clothes, tossing them carelessly to the floor. Kahoko shivered as she sat there, naked and red-faced. Nobody had seen her this way before. And to think that Yunoki—

But there wasn't time to think.

He was kissing her again, and his hands were roaming over her body, and it was all happening too fast. She was laying back on the bed, and he was fumbling with something, she had her eyes shut because she was afraid, and his hands pushed her legs apart, and she didn't want him to, she wasn't ready for this…

Kahoko cried out in pain, but Yunoki paid no heed. Kahoko tried to focus on something other than what was happening, tried to think about the piece of music she had practiced earlier in the day.

She bit her lip, trying to keep silent as another jab of pain pulsed through her as he pushed forward. Kahoko stopped trying to distract herself. It was impossible, it—

"Go ahead," he said, his words accented by the movement of his hips. "Go ahead and scream. I want to hear you."

But what frightened Kahoko the most was that underneath the shock and the pain, there was something else building. Yunoki seemed aware of this, and he laughed. "You're enjoying it. There's no use trying to hide that." Her eyes met his and she looked away quickly.

"There we go," he whispered. "Just like that." Her fingers released their hold on the sheets and moved to his shoulders, pulling him close this time instead of pushing him away. She let instinct take over, following him blindly. As the tension built, he leaned down and placed his lips close to her ear. "Say my name," he commanded.

"Yu—yu—noki," she stammered.

"No, my given name. Azuma." Yunoki groaned. "Hurry."

Kahoko had lost the power of words and was reduced to incoherent sounds.

"Say it!" he demanded. His control was slipping.

Kahoko opened her eyes and met his gaze. "Azuma," she mouthed.

Then, release.