"HOW DID THINGS END UP LIKE THIS!" Sistine yelled out in anger, as she stared at her professor. She held her towel tightly against herself. It's been about an hour ago since she's called upon him and he had neglected to show up. Recently not even a second ago she had gotten out of the shower and he had widely opened the door on her.

"Okay, wait! There is something I would like to say about this commonplace, cliché turn of events. Why should a man panic and avert his eyes or keep his hands to himself? Getting beaten up over a near glimpse of a woman's naked body is an unfair trade that's not worth it. Just think about it...So I'll burn this sight into my eyes!" He yelled out getting kicked in the face. Sistines towel brushed upward letting him catch the smallest glimpse.

"YOU'RE SUCH A BASTARD!" Sistine was fulled with rage. "How many times are you going to repeat that idiotic speech like it would work some day!" she slammed the door shut. "I asked for you forever ago, where have you been?" She questioned from her side of the door.

"I just got a little busy with work, that's all" he responded as he threw his body against the closed door.

"Since when do you take your work seriously"

"Ha! You got me there. You want to know the truth?"

"Of course I do"

"I was sneaking around just waiting for the perfect time to see you undress"

"UGHHHH, you're the worst Professor!"

"I deserve to have just as much fun as all of you. Everyone else is having a good time hanging out downstairs. Why are you up in your room?"

"I didn't want to fool around with the rest of them. I figured some time for myself would be nice"

"Then why call me up here exactly?"

"That's easily explainable, I...got bored"

"Seriously?" He questioned with laughter. The sound of it made her heart skip and her face heat up. "You really are something, white cat" hearing him call out the nickname he's always used on her felt different. His voice had a different sound to it then normal. "How exactly do you expect me to help with your boredom. Don't you think you're a little young to be playing these adult mind games?" She couldn't see him, but she could picture the smirk on his face.

"That is not what I meant, go down to the reception desk and get me some playing cards"

"You're awfully bossy today, also consider the fact that you just kicked me in the face!"

"Stop complaining, you deserved that"

"Fine, I'll play with you; undergo one condition of course"

"What is that?"

"I chose what game we play"

"Fine whatever"

It was harder than he thought it would be getting the cards from the front desk. Being stopped constantly by his students, he had to assure them he had work to be done. Of course he avoided the question of what work that was exactly. He couldn't tell them he was spending time with a specific student after hours. Of course the class wouldn't mind and there were no codes and regulations against a teacher and student choosing their relations. Still he wanted to keep it classy, in a way he wanted to keep drama away from himself. He walked up the stairs heading back to Sistines room, he clutched the cards tightly in his grasp. He was ready for the game they were about to play. He knew how to wrap her around his finger, his little tsundere, price student. Knocking at the door he was rather disappointed to see she had changed back into her uniform. Of course he knew she would. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of anything else, at least not yet. He walked in and threw himself down onto the bed. Throwing the cards in front of him he let out a grin.

"What is so amusing?" Sistine asked concerned.

"I get to pick the game we play"

"You seem rather happy about that. You must like card games, there isn't much you can do with them"

"On the contrary white cat! There are plenty of ways to spice up card games and you will learn that tonight"

"Oh really..."

"Because we are playing strip poker!"

"No way"

"What do you mean no way!? You said I could pick the game and I have chosen the game!"

"You're going to use plain cards to turn this into something perverted, I should have known. No way"

"You made a deal"

"Well I take it back!"

"No take backs! You wanted to play with an adult, so you're going to keep your word"

"You're such a perverted old man"

"I am only twenty four, you take that back!" He jumped off the bed and brushed her off. "You know, I have much better things to do"

"You're leaving"

"I only accepted your offer because I thought you were more mature than the others and more fun to play with. You act all high and mighty, but when things don't go your way you retort with such violence and anger"

"Take that back!"

"Huh? Why should I?" He turned around to see her green eyes glistening as they stared back at him. "Oh c'mon, this is nothing to cry about. Stop that" he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into an embrace. She began to punch on his chest.

"You're so stupid professor"

"Yeah, that's what I'm told"

"I want to be close to you like Rumia. To one day be able to call you Glenn like ReL. But you make me so angry and you act so stupid"

"Yeah, yeah. Just relax, okay?" He felt her shove him away. "Hey..."

"I'll do it" she said in a soft whisper. "I'll play your stupid game"

"Woah! Seriously!?"

"Just shut up and tell me how it's played"

"Gladly"

They sat in front of one another, the tension rising in the room. They stared down at their cards prepared to play. Sistine has never played poker before, he could tell by her face. This gave him an unfair advantage and made him fill even more with glee. As he threw down his cards, he already knew he had won the first round. He laughed hysterically and watched her carefully. She pulled off her glove and threw it in the middle pile. He dropped his head in shame and disappointments.

"This is going to take all night isn't it, white cat"

"Stop calling me that, and you said any piece of clothing will do. That counts as clothing"

"Yeah you're right, but I'm not giving up that easily"

The game continued and it wasn't long until she caught on to the way it's played. So far he had taken his own gloves off and his tie. While she had off her glove and cloak. They were both now equally matched. He scolded himself for thinking such an intelligent person like her couldn't possibly figure out the game.

"I don't understand" Sistine said in annoyance "What is it that you want to see so badly?"

"You, what else? Of course Rumia would work so much better"

"You bastard!" She threw her cards at him. They fluttered around the bed and he covered himself with his arm as he laughed out loud. His smile was sincere and his voice sounded soft. He was so many terrible things she could think of, but watching him like this made her fluster.

"Oh look at that, you lose this round too" he smirked at her.

"You...you tricked me"

"You threw those cards at me all on your own. You would have lost anyway" he began to pick up the cards. "That towel wrapped around you so nicely. I could only imagine what's underneath. It was a wonderful view I received indeed. In this way you're showing me everything all on your own and I get a good strip tease out of it too. It's so exciting!"

"You're the worst of the worst"

"Not really, I'm just a simple man"

"I wanted to save it"

"Huh?"

"To save myself until marriage"

"Woah, I wasn't planning on anything that far. Unless that's what you want?" Looking at his eyes she could tell he wasn't thinking of doing anything like that. He also seemed concerned asking her if that was what she wanted.

"Of course not!" She retorted as she hufed and looked away.

"Saving yourself till marriage, huh...that doesn't sound too bad"

"What?"

"Marrying into money sounds great to me! I would never have to work again a day of my life!" He gave her back her cards. "I'll take good care of you! Now off with the shirt!"

"You're disgusting. Like I'll ever do such a thing with you" she said as she took off her shirt. She had a black undershirt on and smirked at him.

"Ahhh, somehow you seem to be more prepared than I thought"

"Is money all you see when you look at me?!"

"No. I see a snotty rich girl too...Bet you I won again" and he was right. Sistine slowly took off her black under shirt. Revealing her bra, she held herself tightly and blushed from embarrassments. "Pink, frilly bra, how cute. You sure you weren't expecting this?"

"Can you ever be serious for once?"

"Fine, you want serious...what do you want me to say?"

"I want to know what you truly see...when you look at me" Her face was red and he could tell she was flustered. He let out a sigh and she glanced at him with frustration.

"Sisti...You're a brilliant girl. A bit violent, but brilliant none the less. You won this round" He said sternly as he unbutton his shirt, took it off and threw it in the pile. "We've talked about this before. You remind me of someone I held very dear to me, but no way are you a replacement. You two have so many similarities, it drives me insane. If you're thinking about marriage, you should look somewhere else. I'm not for you Sisti"

"What makes you so sure?"

"I'm only your lazy, no good, perverted professor, you could aim for so much better. Why are we having this conversation anyway? You know nothing about me, it's best if you keep yourself at a distance. Keep me as your professor, nothing more"

"You said you were okay with marrying me"

"Are you kidding? You have so much ahead of you and as a teacher I can't hold you back. Your dreams come first, isn't that what you always say. Either way you just got mad at me for agreeing. I wasn't joking, if I can marry into money, I don't care who it is. My life would be set" He said smirking as he tossed his cards down in front of her.

She got up and took her skirt off without complaint. He felt himself getting excited at the sight before him. Her bra and panties matched and she looked adorable as she blushed. The surroundings felt silent and all that existed where them two. She kept looking at him from the corner of her eyes and averted her eyes when he made contact. He rubbed the back of his head and made the decision to end the game here. He wasn't about to assault a student and even with consent, now wasn't the time. He began to pick up the cards and she kept quiet. She puffed her face and felt her blood boiling on her cheeks. She expected something, any reaction would do. No, what was she thinking, she shouldn't want that. He stared at her in nothing but her underwear, how disgraceful. Still why didn't he comment? Why isn't he saying his usual perverted commentary. He was straightening out the cards, completely ignoring her. He felt his body push back and his head hit the wall. He rubbed it and looked up, he was about to say something, but his mouth rapidly shut. Sistine had thrown herself onto him, now sitting on his lap. His face turned red as he looked at her embarrassed expression. No no no he thought this couldn't be happening. This isn't safe, under dressed as she was and with such a cute expression. He looked away and grabbed a hold of her shoulder.

"Hey now, what happened to saving yourself for marriage? This certainly doesn't fit those standards" he commented as calmly as he could, but he could feels his voice shivering.

"Is that so. Then, that's what you see" she whispered with a sadness in her tone.

"What?"

"You looked at me and said nothing. Do I not appeal to you professor!" Once again her eyes cried out to him. "You stare at all the other girls, but what about me!?"

"I thought you didn't want me to" he was so confused.

"You're so stupid! Of course I do!"

"Then just tell me! Now white cat you need to get off before..."

"Before what?"

"Nothing, just get off" she shakes her head no. "I didn't say anything because I thought it was dangerous"

"What?"

"I look at you all the time! Right now I think you look amazing. You're only wearing underwear, and in front of a man like me. There's no telling what I would do!"

"Does that mean you do see more in me?"

"Yes! Now you need to get down, okay? It's about to hit curfew, you don't want Rumia walking in on this, do you?" She didn't answer. "Rumias precious Sisti doing such a thing and with her teacher no less" he said dramatically. He could feel her body shaking on top of him. Was she angry? He closed his eyes in preparation. He felt her warm hands slam on his bare chest.

"I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH ME!" She yelled out with determination. His eyes shot opened and he saw hers had closed. A small tear tried to escape from the side of her eyes. Her face blushed and her hands curled into a fist.

"Alright alright, I understand white cat" she finally got off of him and he quickly put on his shirt. "You really want to try though? I'm telling you, I'm not worth it"

"Professor..." He turned to look at her and was greeted with her back side as she bent over to pick up her skirt. He could feel his blood rising on his face and other places. She turned around and he was taken aback by the smile she presented. It was soft, honest and some how pure. "I think you're worth trying for" He felt himself blush and pulled on his tie. Putting it back around his neck, he tried to play it off as he coughed.

"I better get going. Everyone will be coming up soon" He said as he opened the door and Rumia presented herself in front of him. "Ru..mia" he said stepping back.

"Hello professor Radar, what are you doing up here in our room?" Rumia asked with her usual interested tone.

"Uh, well you left white cat all alone...So, I was called up here to entertain her"

"Is that so? If you were bored, you could have come down and played with us Sisti"

"Well the professor and I needed to share a heart to heart anyway" She said scuffing and looking away.

"I see, I hope I didn't disturb"

"Not at all, I was just leaving"

"Glenn, you didn't do anything to my friend did you?" ReL asked with a stared that could kill.

"No! Please don't hurt me"

"It's alright, you don't have to worry about ReL" Rumia responded by grabbing hold of her and pushing her into the room. "It's curfew time and just like you ordered everyone had gone to their room. So you don't have to worry Professor. I'll take care of Sisti's boredom now"

"Thank's, all of you get some sleep" A huge perverted grin spread through his face. "We're going to the beach tomorrow. AND I'LL GET TO SEE YOU ALL IN SWIMSUITS" he began to laugh. He could see the anger emitting from Sistine. "Hey white cat!" She looked straight up at him as he called out her nickname. "I'll be looking forward for yours" He winked. "Make it good, something worth for making a man fall in love. Goodnight now" He waved goodbye as he walked away and Sistine was left with a burning blush on her cheeks.

"What was all of that about Sisti?" Rumia asked as she closed the door.

"Oh it was nothing"

"Really?" Her eyes slit in suspicion and she raised herself up to Sistines face. "What was the real reason you called him up here for? Putting the moves on the Professor? I thought he was just a perverted man in your eyes" She snickered.

"Don't get any ideas!"

"Yeah sure, but you know..."

"What?"

"It's so cute watching you falling in love. You can't hide that from me"

Sistine yelled in protest as her best friend laughed around the room. Yet she smiled the whole time, she was excited for the goal she had set out for herself. They woke up earlier that morning in search of a cute swimsuit for their perverted bastard of a professor.