So Gokusen is taking over my mind. First the anime, then the drama (this is drama-based as it's the one I prefer) now fic.
I had quite a lot of trouble with this initally, but I hope it's come out mildly understandable (as the style is different and rather choppy).
EDIT! Hey, I just looked through this and realized they took out all my storybreakups! Noooooooo :(
There is always more than one path to take in life, you just have to look for them.
People who knew Yamaguich Kumiko's background, but not her, would remark that it wasn't surprising a woman from such a family would have an affair with one of her students. Someone with such a 'poor grasp of right and wrong' obviously wouldn't understand that it was immoral to take advantage of a impressionable young man in that way.
People who actually knew Yankumi would burst out laughing at the notion that she had a 'poor' grasp of right and wrong, and people who knew Sawada Shin would go into hysterics at the notion of anyone actually managing to take advantage of him.
Although he wasn't really the most willingly enthusiastic person, there were three things that genuinely angered Sawada Shin enough to break his usual demeanour: people he cared about getting into trouble they couldn't handle, interaction with his parents, and being treated like a child.
To be fair there were various other little things that got to him, like when Yankumi avoided questions she didn't want to answer or lied to the class about why she was 'late' to homeroom, but only when one of the big three was involved would he be riled enough to really lose it.
However, when all three of them came down on him at once… it wasn't advisable to be in the area.
"It is not possibly to convey how disappointed we are in you." His father said icily from the other side of the room, his wife perched (as usual) next to him as still and silent as a waxwork, "As if you hadn't brought enough shame on our family."
"I wasn't thinking about the family." Shin replied dully as he lounged across a sofa he remembered playing on as a child, and considered how far he'd fallen since that time, "If I had then…"
"When exactly had you been planning on telling us for that matter?" his father cut back in before his son could even finish the sentence, making him scowl and shift his gaze back to the wall, "instead of letting us find out on some sleazy…"
"I hadn't been intending at all." Shin said flatly, finally registering some level of emotion flickering up in his mother's face at his dead tone, "I don't consider it your business who I…"
"Of course it is our business!" his father suddenly snapped, sitting forwards and smacking his hand against the arm of the sofa, "it's our business every time we see you on the television or in the papers dishonouring the family! As you seem to be able to find new ways of doing it all the time!"
Yamaguichi Kumiko ran through the dark streets with a frantic expression on her face, cursing herself for not remembering the address of Shin's family home. She knew it was close to his apartment, but the exact location seemed to be evading her right in her time of need.
As she pulled out her bunches she caught sight of a man in uniform standing on a street corner. He wasn't a cop by the looks of it, more likely a security guard, or even traffic control. But never mind who he was, he'd still be able to help her find the damn place.
"Excuse me sir!" She cried as she ran up to him, then quickly leant over and braced her arms against her legs as she caught her breath, "could you… please… direct me… to… the Sawada residence?" She panted.
The guard stared at her for a few seconds, then slowly raised a hand to point just around the corner, where another guard stood a few meters down reading a paper.
"Uh, this is it, Lady," he said tentatively, then added a little more sternly, "you got business there?" After all, you couldn't just let any strange tracksuit-clad women stroll into a senator's house. Not unless you wanted to get fired.
She can read his moods better than most people, but in all honesty it's like she's been given a set of goggles and they're all swimming in tar, because whatever differences there are they're still impossible to predict, let alone control.
"Oi oi, Yankumi!" Ucchi taunted as 3-D's teacher burst through the door in a great hurry, ten minutes late and rather red in the face, "who's the late one now?"
"Yeah," added Minami with a grin, "how are you supposed to set an example for us 'precious students' when you can't even be bothered to turn up for lessons on time!" In no time the class had disintegrated into uproar, until Yankumi finally managed to get a word in over her students.
"Hey! Hey! Calm down guys!" she pleaded against the din, eventually having to slip in a sharp "Shut-the-hell-up!" before they stopped chattering and actually listened to her.
"Well? Where were you?" Ucchi cheekily demanded, followed by several enforcements of the same question from the rest of their gang. Had she not already looked somewhat nervous and edgy some students might've noticed their teacher becoming distinctly flustered at this question, but the most observant student of her class had yet to turn up, and she was saved.
"Me?" she stuttered, "I…well…"
"Just…think about the example you are setting for your sister," his mother pleaded in a lowered tone, while his father glowered across the room and attempted to regain control of the notorious Sawada temper.
"If I was thinking about my sister when I did it then there would be something very wrong with me." Shin announced coolly, and smirked as his father's face broke back into an expression of complete fury.
"I need to speak to Sawada-san," Yankumi told the guard hopefully, "so… I would be very grateful if you could let me in for just a few minutes." The guard raised his eyebrows under the brim of his hat and straightened his posture.
"Is he expecting you?" He asked sternly.
"Um… well…" she babbled, "Not exactly…" unsurprisingly, the man was just about to send her on her way when Yankumi realized she was on the road out and came up with a new line.
"His son is visiting Sawada-san, isn't he?" she suddenly sprang on the guard, who, having let Shin-san in just an hour earlier knew very well that the Senator's son was inside explaining himself to his father.
"Well," he started, "yes…"
"I overslept!" Yankumi blurted clumsily, only to receive jeers from her 'precious students' as the door behind her swung open and the last tardy member of 3-D arrived.
"Shin!" the gang roared, while Shin himself sent a very poignant look towards his teacher who immediately averted her gaze and turned back towards the class with a panicky air.
"And my bus was late!" she cried, "with a flat tyre!" more boos and jeering proceeded while Shin could almost be seen to scowl as he ambled over to his desk.
"Yo, Shin," said Kumai as his friend took a seat, "you're early today."
"Hmph," was the only reply Shin offered as he stared at Yankumi elaborating on her tale of broken motors and 'sudden, localised earthquakes' along the bus routes this morning.
"She was late too," Kumai remarked innocently, "some crazy story 'bout…"
"She's lying." He interrupted, "all of it's bullshit." Shin's glare only got meaner as Yankumi added flash flooding into her 'heroic battle to make it to school on time to tutor her precious cutesy students' and Kuma glanced between the two in confusion.
"Huh?" he said as Shin's face went down into his arms for his morning nap, and Yankumi tried to end the subject of 'why she was late' before her story fell completely to pieces.
"She was in on time." Shin muttered to himself, and rubbed his sleeve across the corner of his mouth in irritation, he knew only a complete idiot wouldn't lie about it, but it annoyed him to hear her doing it more than he'd expected, "… because I was kissing the wrong person if she wasn't."
Hurrah! More to come, and I promise in the end it will all make sense :P
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