Hiya everyone! This is my very first fanfic ever and its a Haruki x Isuke fic! The idea for this one came to me while eating ice cream and watching the FSOG trailer and I thought hey! why not try writing a BDSM or light bondage, sub-dom fic with Isuke and Haruki. I pictured Haruki being the more dominant one in this situation only because of reasons you'll all find out later in the fic! So here you guys go! The first chapter. Please comment and let me know what you guys think. I'm open for suggestions on what could be changed or what could be done for future chapters. ^.^
I do not own Akuma no Riddle and all that other stuff.
Chapter 1.
It was mid-September and the semester had just started. Haruki was excited about the end of the unit project approaching. The professor had given the class an assignment which dealt with the topic of parenting. In a group of two, each pair of students can choose between natural birth, IVF(in-vitro-fertilization) or surrogacy. The thought of pregnancy always fascinated Haruki. She was always stunned by how much children her mother was able to birth in a lifetime. She knew it had to be difficult but that made her mother shine in her eyes even more. 'Wouldn't it be awesome to have my own kid someday' she thought while chewing on a pocky stick.
She sat in the back of class and stared at the projector's screen aimlessly, not really interested in the rest of the lecture. She was too busy fitting in finding a partner for this project into her much busy schedule. For an international student on a full scholarship, Haruki wanted to give back as a way of thank you for the free schooling on another continent. During the weekdays she would volunteer at the local nursing home and library. In between classes she would spend time with the librarian and help the old lady organise the books and finalise transactions between customers. After all her classes in the evening she would go down to the local nursing home Sunny Side Up and entertain the people there. Her favorite was this older woman named Susan Willoughby.
During her first day of volunteering, Haruki was helping out Mr. Danforth with getting to his room after dancing (as much as he was capable of). Susan was sitting there watching her the entire time with this glint in her eye and a smirk Haruki grew curious about. After returning from Mr. Danforth's room, Susan had called Haruki over and offered her a game of chess. Haruki was hesitant at first because she didn't really know how to play since she was never able to afford an actual board game back home. Susan was able to pick up on Haruki's hesitation faster than Haruki expected. "Come on dear, little 'ole me won't even stand a chance against a youngster like yourself. I just want some company." Susan gave her a warm smile and pointed to the chair opposite the chess board and herself.
Not wanting to be rude, Haruki sat down in the chair and stared at the bored blankly. She had no idea what she was suppose to do next, which thing to move first or what. After sometime she finally looked up at Susan and with a hand rubbing the back of her neck, Haruki said "I'm sorry Mrs. Willoughby but I don't really know how to play. I can't be of much entertainment if I can't even play a game of chess." She blushed and looked away from the woman's penetrating grey orbs. "Oh honey that's alright with me. I can always teach you how to play if you wouldn't mind. We can even sit here and just talk. How about it?" Susan reached over and brushed some of Haruki's bangs back from her face. The gesture in itself gave Haruki comfort. Comfort that reminded her of the home she was now suddenly missing. Grinning she got up and sat next to Susan. "Talking would be nice Mrs. Willoughby-"
"Oh just call me Susan darling. There's no need for formalities with me. You make me feel old." Haruki couldn't help but laugh at how eccentric this woman's attitude was and continued to converse with her. From that day on, Haruki enjoyed coming to the Senior home but enjoyed her talks with Susan even more.
"Miss Sagae!" Haruki jumped back and nearly fell over from the sudden reflex. She looked up to see her professor glaring down at her. She looked around the room and noticed a few students making their way to the door. Class must have finished and she had missed the closing info about the project. 'Oh well, I might as well partner up fast and get them to explain everything' she thought. "Sorry about that dude" Haruki stood up and grabbed her bag while popping a new pocky into her mouth. It's time for the library.
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It was twelve thirty on the dot and Isuke was running late. Much to her displeasure, the traffic wasn't helping her issue either. "Argh! Isuke hates traffic. Why couldn't mama just let Isuke own a motorcycle!" She mumbled out in her car. If she owned her own bike, she would be able to zoom in between all these idiots who don't know how to drive Isuke thought to herself. "Then maybe Isuke wouldn't be so late to class." With a strained chuckle Isuke shook her head. She would have been late regardless of the traffic. Her best friend Nio was in town for the week and she was staying (to Isuke's disappointment) at Isuke's apartment. When Nio had called last week saying she would be stopping by New York City for work, she had forgotten to mention that she would be intruding on Isuke's privacy.
Wide smile and mischievous eyes, the girl was at Isuke's doorstep this morning with her luggage. Isuke really did like Nio but she hated whenever that girl started rambling on about irrelevant crap. She was always in someone's business; Isuke however, couldn't find any amount of care for it. They were complete opposites with Nio so friendly and welcoming while Isuke was rude and rather aloof. Somehow they made this friendship thing workout. "What." Isuke stated harshly without greeting the grinning blonde. She was up way too early and now she wouldn't be able to sleep once she let her in either. 'Maybe Isuke can wrap her back up into a box and ship back to where she came from.' Isuke briefly thought. But then the amount of work that she would have to go through made her change her mind.
"Nice place here Inukai. I didn't really peg you for a classy kind of chick." Nio exclaimed while eyeing the apartments decor. The walls were a soft off-white with the edges painted black. The floor was also tiled with her black tiles and small streaks of white to make it look more artistic. The furniture was a soft midnight blue, they almost appeared black too. There in the center of the living room sat a large flat screen television with countless movies lined up on the wall next to it. Isuke's kitchen was also black and white. The cupboards was black while the fridge and sink was a pristine silver. The counter tops were marbled with dark colors similar to black and white. Nio was impressed by the designing, she knew Isuke was a good designer but she had no idea she was this good at house decor too. 'Maybe I should have her do my home back in Tokyo for me. It can use a new look' Nio thought. After getting comfortable, Nio marched into the kitchen to find Isuke eating breakfast. She grabbed a seat next to her friend and the two girls started catching up.
Isuke hadn't expected the conversation to make her so late. Her class started at one and she was well aware of how much Nio loved talking. However, Isuke hadn't expected to lose track of time that much. 'Mama wasn't paying for Isuke to go to class late' she thought. The traffic had finally let up after thirty minutes. Unfortunately, Isuke's class was in its final fifteen minutes when she parked her car in the student lot. Checking her purse for everything, Isuke strutted towards the entrance of Wexler Hall. The building where her English Literature seminar was held.
Myojo Academy had been an institution Isuke has been attending since she was in high school a few years back. It was the most prestigious academy in Tokyo and it still is up to this day. Isuke's Mama Eisuke had attended and so it was set in stone, that Isuke would be attending the sistering University in the states; Myojo University. At first glance, Isuke thought the school wasn't much to begin with. It looked like any other university she's seen here in the states. After a month in the dorms Isuke had enough. Calling Mama and demanding her own loft outside of campus, Isuke moved out and distanced herself from the many annoying people.
"You're late!" Said the professor. Isuke grinned and continued walking in the direction of her really good friend Sumireko. Leaning against the girl's desk Isuke inspected her nails and replied "Thank you for pointing that out captain obvious!" Looking directly at the teacher with this fake smile on Isuke raised her voice a pitch and said "Would you like Isuke to give you a golden sticker for a job well done!" Giving a heavy sigh and shaking his head, the professor turned back to the projector to wrap up the lecture.
"Okay class, remember the assignment due at the end of this unit. If you don't have a partner by the end of the day, please feel free to stop my office and I can select a partner for you. You're not the only class I'm currently teaching and so your partner doesn't necessarily have to be in this section of the course. That's all, enjoy the rest of your day." With that the professor swiftly left the lecture hall without a glance back. Isuke had been sleeping in the back of the class like usual. Funny because she had already been late and when she arrived there was only five to ten minutes left to the lecture. One would have assumed that for a person who comes in late, Isuke would be hooked on to the professors every word; wrong! Now awake after being woken by Sumireko, Isuke strutted out the class's door while studying her nails. The assignment was the last thing on her mind. What Isuke was looking forward to was the party this Friday night at a local football player's house. 'Isuke would just pair up with Hanabusa anyways, so why waste time on such senseless things.' she thought. Unfortunately for her, Isuke would soon come to find out that her partner will not be the classy and refined Sumireko.