Disclaimer - I do not own own Mai Hime or its characters. I just enjoy writing way too many stories about them XD
Author's Corner - And by unanimous vote! (and quite honestly I hadn't even realized that there was a vote going on, but I received so many requests either via review or PM for Snapshots 2 to become a full-fledged fic, that it almost feels now like there was a kind of mini vote going on, lol XD). So, as I was saying by what was a unanimous decision, here is the Shizuru Teacher/Natsuki Student futa love story that you all wanted to see happen. Hope you all enjoy! =D
~School Days...My Time Spent With You~
"I'm late, I'm late!" Shizuru muttered out loud to herself, as she popped the last bite of her soft bagel into her mouth, chewed quickly, then grabbed her satchel of papers and ran hastily towards her apartment door.
The first day of the new school year...the first day of her new job...and already she was running late!
"Duran, bad boy! You let Mommy stay up too late watching those bad romance movies. You should have made Mommy go to bed," Shizuru murmured fondly to her great big, black Labrador, who was waiting obediently by the front door, tail wagging happily as Shizuru paused in her flight out the front door, to stoop down and lovingly rub all over his soft, furry head.
Duran let out a low, soft whine of protest and Shizuru leaned back with a slight chuckle. She was absolutely confident that her favourite companion had understood every word that she'd said, and was telling her in no uncertain terms that no blame for her current lateness lay at his feet.
Shizuru leaned down once more to place a soft kiss atop her best friend's soft, furry head before grabbing her keys from the small glass bowl kept on the table beside the front door, for the express purpose of making sure she always knew exactly where her car keys were placed.
Shizuru grabbed her coat from the coat rack on the other side of the door, that the small table which held up the bowl for her keys stood. She then also grabbed up her umbrella from the small umbrella stand also placed close to the door. One simply never knew if the weather would unexpectedly turn sometimes, and if there was one thing that Shizuru's mother had always taught her, it was to always be prepared in life, no matter what it was that you were doing.
"I'm going now, Duran! Mind the apartment for me until I get back. Wish me luck on my first day of classes! Love you!" Shizuru called out from the front door as she opened it, and finally passed through to head outside to her small car parked downstairs near the street.
A small series of barks was heard, as Shizuru quickly began closing the apartment door behind her. A small chuckle escaped her as she imagined that Duran was wishing her to have a good day, and to next time not stay up so late watching sappy romance movies, when she had a full day of classes the next day.
It was the start of a brand-new chapter in her life, and Shizuru was excited and ready to begin it...even though she was going to be so late!
~o~o~o~
"Damn you, Nao! I'm going to be so late to class because of you!" the voice of 17-year-old Natsuki Kuga cut through the air, as she revved the engine on her moped, causing the small motorized machine to jump slightly forward, and the passenger hanging on for dear life behind her to yelp in fright, as the desperate grip wrapped about her waist tightened uncomfortably.
"Dammit Natsuki! I'd like to get to classes today in one freaking piece! Slow the hell down already!" Nao Yuuki cried out right into Natsuki's ear, causing the ebony-haired young woman to grit her teeth in annoyance. Then with a slightly-devious smile crossing her face, Natsuki revved the small moped's engine again, causing the little machine to jump forward once again.
Nao yelped once again and gripped even tighter to her dark-haired companion, causing Natsuki to realize with a small, rueful sigh that perhaps continuing to antagonize Nao, would continue to have uncomfortable and slightly-painful consequences for her.
So, she reduced the speed of the small moped...not that one could really call what the little machine that she and Nao were riding upon speedy.
One day, Natsuki swore silently to herself, as the tall spires that rose up out of the roof of Fuuka Academy, finally came into view. One day I'll get my own Ducati...then I can dump Nao's ass on the side of the road, while I take off at speeds that would have her screaming at the top of her lungs.
Once the two friends pulled up and parked in the student and faculty parking area, Nao wasted no time in jumping off what was to her a speeding death trap to run into the building, with barely a "later" tossed over her shoulder to Natsuki.
Natsuki let a small scowl cross her face, at how quickly she'd been abandoned by Nao. But she then released a deep breath as she rose up off of her moped, then grabbed her schoolbag which had been secured to the back of the moped's seat.
Natsuki then began slowly making her way towards the school building, her pace slow for someone who was about to be late for class, but all her attention had suddenly been grabbed by a small car, pulling into one of the parking spots just a few spaces ahead of her.
A beautiful, graceful young woman who looked to be somewhere in her early twenties, stepped out of the small car. But what held most of Natsuki's now-undivided attention was the fact that the young woman had her gorgeous, honey-coloured hair up in a somewhat messy bun, with small tendrils of light-coloured hair framing a face that was the most lovely Natsuki had ever seen.
The woman was dressed in jeans that accentuated a figure that was practically sinful in Natsuki's eyes, while she wore a red blouse that matched wine-red eyes that briefly flicked Natsuki's way, before the woman gathered up her bag and some stray papers, and rushed her way into the school building ahead of Natsuki.
Natsuki suddenly felt a sensation she could quite honestly say, she hadn't felt in quite some time...a tightening in her groin that caused her to groan out loud in disbelief.
Really...now...it's been so damn long since anyone has turned me on this much, and it has to happen right now when I'm about to be late for the first day of my senior classes, Natsuki groaned to herself, as she inconspicuously widened her stance while walking, to hopefully relieve some of the unexpected pressure she could now feel, pressing against the boxers she wore under her pants.
Luckily for her, Fuuka Academy was one of the few schools in Japan that had adopted the Western style of school wear, and allowed its students to dress in whatever style of clothing they wanted, as long as it was appropriate and not scandalous.
Natsuki herself was wearing a pair of her favourite pants, with a white inside top and a black leather jacket. And it was a damn good thing that she'd decided to wear her more loose pair of pants, as right now she was desperately trying not to have to rush off to the restroom to have to relieve herself. Honestly, all she'd really done was just look at the damn woman. If just seeing the woman caused this kind of reaction in her, then Natsuki was in big...big trouble.
~o~o~o~
Shizuru was in big...big trouble. She was so late!
Oh, Haruka is going to kill me, Shizuru thought fretfully to herself, as she tried to walk at a calm and elegant pace through the school's long hallways, when all she really wanted to do was race at an undignified pace to the large auditorium, which her first class of the day would be held in.
Haruka, as the new school Principal and her old schoolmate, had offered her this job at such a high-ranking and well-known school, despite the fact that Shizuru had only held her University degree for a couple years.
Haruka herself had just inherited the position of Principal from her father, who basically just put her in power over the school. Luckily, Haruka was a woman who knew what she was doing...for the most part. Being the student council president all through high school and college, had certainly prepared her enough for handling mountains of responsibility. And thankfully, Haruka's best friend and personal shadow Yukino, was the Vice-Principal so Haruka had the best support to keep her from unwittingly burning the school down around all their ears, Shizuru thought to herself with a light chuckle, as she finally arrived at the large double doors that led to the school's auditorium.
She quickly stepped through the doors, then took a moment to just stop...and breath. She'd finally made it...she was finally where she'd wanted to be for so very long, about to do the one thing that made her happy beyond measure. The one thing that made her heart and soul sing, as she was finally being given full rein to share her heart's passion with others.
Shizuru Fujino was here to teach the lovely students of Fuuka Academy Drama.
Standing at the entrance to the auditorium, Shizuru let out another light chuckle as she realized that her first class of the day, was filled appropriately with first years who were waiting impatiently for her, as they lounged about in the auditorium chairs situated directly before the large stage.
A small, pleased sigh escaped Shizuru's lips, as she began making her way down the long aisle towards her students.
Yes...her students.
The words were some of the sweetest she'd ever thought, and Shizuru swore right then and there that she would be the absolute best Drama teacher that Fuuka Academy had ever had.
~o~o~o~
"Ugh Mai, you know how much I hate taking drama classes. Remind me again just why we're doing this for our Senior year, which is our last year at this blasted school. We should be doing something way cooler instead...like skipping classes! And we can start with this damn, accursed drama class," Natsuki exclaimed as she began to stomp off and away from the school's auditorium doors, before she was unceremoniously yanked back by a hand taking firm hold of the collar of her shirt and jacket, and pulling her back towards the doors.
"Come on, now Natsuki," Mai Tokiha said as she let go of her best friend's shirt and jacket, and fixed Natsuki with a semi-stern gaze.
"You know that we have to take an elective class in order to graduate, and the only other option left available was that pottery and ceramics class, which you straight out refused to take any part in. Now, this is a fairly easy class, and I've already heard from a couple students who took the class earlier in the day, that the new drama teacher is a young woman who actually makes the class fun. Guess they finally got rid of that miserable, old lady who was the drama teacher before. Honestly, I will never understand how you could have someone so unhappy and miserable all the time as a drama teacher. It defied reasoning. Anyways, we have to take the class. It's a graduation requirement. So, quit your whining and bitching, and let's get in there already. You're making us later than we already are," Mai stated as she began non-too-gently pushing Natsuki forward towards the auditorium doors.
Natsuki let out a long, defeated sigh before she finally reached out, and pulled open one of auditorium double doors...and almost walked straight into the woman that had made her member twitch so much earlier. Her hair was still in a messy, semi-golden bun with those stray, stubborn tendrils still cascading down to frame a beautiful face that was filled with surprise, at having almost walked straight into someone else on the other side of the door. Then the woman's features softened and the most lovely smile crossed her lips, and Natsuki felt her heart do a quick flip while another part of her anatomy, tried desperately to stand up at attention.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize someone was coming in. Are you by any chance Natsuki Kuga and Mai Tokiha? Class was about to begin and I was getting a bit worried, as they both hadn't arrived yet. I just finished doing a quick roll call, and was just going to take a quick peek out into the hallway, to see if you anyone was on their way in. If you are Natsuki and Mai then I am very pleased to meet you. My name is Shizuru Fujino, and I'm your new drama teacher," the woman of Natsuki's dreams said in a rich Kyoto-ben accent, that oozed sensuality to Natsuki's hearing, and had her practically weak in the knees...while beginning to feel hard in another place.
"Y-Yes...we're Natsuki and Mai...and uhh...it's nice to meet you, Miss Fujino," Natsuki murmured in a kind of stupefied tone, that had Mai glancing at her curiously.
"Oh please, just call me Shizuru-sensei. Calling me 'Miss' would make me feel my age, and I'm still young...or at least I consider myself so," Natsuki's drama teacher said with the most crystal-clear and musical laugh Natsuki had ever heard.
A sudden sharp elbow to her side, and a quick almost-desperate look down towards Natsuki's pants front, had the dark-haired girl realize with quickly-growing horror, that a small bulge was about to become a very large bulge in less than two seconds.
"IhavetogototherestroomquicklyforaminutebutI'llberightback!" Natsuki desperately cried out, as she turned and ran like she was being chased by a pack of rabid dogs, straight towards the nearest restroom.
Shizuru stood blinking for a few seconds, at the now-empty spot that had just contained one of her students a brief second ago...and a student she would only ever admit to herself...was the most attractive person she'd ever seen in her life.
"Uhh...please don't mind Natsuki, Shizuru-sensei. She has a...um...err...a nervous stomach! Yeah...yeah, that's right. She gets a little nervous when she meets new people she knows she'll probably like for the first time. She should be back fairly soon," Mai said with a slightly-nervous smile as she did her best to cover for her best friend, who she knew was having to deal with a certain...issue...in the restroom right now.
Shizuru blinked briefly again before a gentle smile of understanding crossed her lips, and Mai could see clearly for herself now, why Natsuki had possibly reacted the way she did. Their new drama teacher was stunningly-gorgeous. Like the woman should probably be out modeling on magazines, not being here in a school's auditorium about to teach high school drama. But every person had their own life's passion, and desire to do what they truly loved and enjoyed in this world. If this woman, who looked barely older than the senior students currently filling up her class right now, wanted to teach them drama then Mai would gladly take her lessons. She had just met the young teacher, but already Mai could tell that she was going to enjoy being taught by her for the rest of the year.
Natsuki however was not so sure how she felt about being taught, by the beautiful honey-brunette for the rest of the year, as she strained her cock over the toilet bowl while doing her best to keep her gasps and pants as quiet as possible. Luckily for her all classes had just begun, so most students were locked into their classrooms, as it was too early for anyone to really ask for a restroom break.
Unluckily for her, her throbbing member didn't give a shit what she wanted, as she came long and hard into the toilet bowl...her thoughts on the sexy teacher with the sparkling, garnet-red eyes and the slender body, that Natsuki could already feel herself wanting to be allowed to hold closely against her body.
Another low, desperate groan escaped Natsuki's lips as she realized just what her current predicament truly was. She seemed to have suddenly and inexplicably developed a serious crush on her sexy, drama teacher. And her throbbing, cum-filled member seemed bound and determined to cause her endless drama itself, as she desperately tried to deny what she already knew to be sadly true...
She had a crush on her drama teacher...Shizuru Fujino...and it didn't appear as if it was going to be going away any time soon...
It was going to be a very...very...long school year.
To Be Continued?
Author's Corner - Alright! Hope you all enjoyed! The request to have Snapshots 2 turned into a full-fledged story chapter has been fulfilled! Please let me know what you all thought of it, and if there is still interest for it to become a multi-chaptered story =3
~Yuri