Note, I have another account under the name of Jester Of Laughs. This is purely for my better fanfictions, crack pairings, and different subjects and topics. Another notice is that sensitive topics are used, including pedophile thoughts, mentions of secual encounters, language, and other topics are used that may be more sensitive to others. Please keep in mind this is just for humor/drama purposes.

Chapter 1: Flashbacks, thoughts, and the mind of Barrett J.

"Stop Kyle, I'm trying to finish grading these papers." My hands moved, grading the papers with little attention needed. The clock said Seven Twenty Six, and my first batch of classmates- consisting of Sara something-or-other and her twin, Roy, and my good friend's daughter Cammy. Once again on both classes was the good kid, the adventurer, the fabled Kyle's daughter, Aria. I had to admit, I didn't think much of her. She was just my old fuck-buddies daughter, nothing else along those lines, just a girl that came in. Kyle smirked at me, running his fingers along the desk and moving his eyes around- an eyebrow at the closed doors. Come to think of it, Kyle had made sure they were locked.

"Oh Barrett, you never relax. You must be dying here working twenty-four seven..." His hand found the skin between his midriff and short-shorts with a baggy brown rucksack- oh how I learned to love that article of clothing. It was by far the easiest to rip off in a moment of passion. His body moved to the left towards my desk, and he leaned over, hunched on his arms on the desk and his legs parted. I could almost see down his shorts from that angle, but his voice dragged me back into reality. His pants were a dusty brown from working long and hard in the fields all day. I learned to love them like his eccentricities.

"I like to work. Unlike you, all you do is relax all day." My head suddenly remembered what it was supposed to be doing, and I turned back to Roy's paper. An average C+. like always. These children's level of acedemic structure was apalling, it was almost cringe worthy. A coy smile spreads on Kyle's face and he grabs my pen and backs up with it in the air.

"Of course I work. I work on the fields, fighting monsters, growing crops, selling and buying and learning spells." He puts his ass on one of the desks and leans back with the pen, dangling in the air, suspended by his index and thumb. It wiggles to and fro and Kyle winks at me. I start to think about the papers, getting my mind off his body for the first few seconds since he walked in with those magical hips of his. "Just to name a few" his mouth moves sweetly.

I rest my hands on the desk and lean my head on my shoulder. Should I get it back? Should I reach for another pen? Should I tackle him and strip him right here, or should I wait, wait until he gets bored or stops being so horny all the time.

Of course, that could take a while, with his stamina and all.

"Come on Barrett, just- relaxxxx~" He puts enphesis on the "x" and he leans back on his two hands, the pen still in his hand, and his legs spread. I knew what he did, and why he did it. And he knew just what he did to me, and he takes advantage of it, every time. I decided to get up and walk towards his desk slowly, his eyes like a falcons, his gaze penetrating every icy stare I send- TRY to send. He just knows how to make me snap.

"Your wife would not be very happy with you, Kyle, and your daughter would be absolutely appaled." I know even though I say this, he won't care. He never cares. He just breezes through life on air, stepping on water, and flowing through obsticles with his devil-may-care additude. I don't know how Kyle Masey does it, sometimes.

Cammy, B-

"My daughter understands things beyond her years- she's a good, smart girl. And my wife? Who cares about my wife?" Kyle sits up straighter as I near him, closer, a smrik playing at my face, threatening to break through my skin with a sledgehammer and vengence.

"You do. She's your wife, remember? I hate her, but it was your choice."

Sera, B.

"My wife, my wife, my wife. Is that all you're hooked up on? I married her, and then I screwed her, and then she got pregnant and had my daughter, and I don't even know if the kid is mine. Julia and Max were awfully cozy, for just friends. And you know what? I like you better."

Serena, B.

"Then why didn't you run away with me then when I asked? Why didn't you live with me and stay with me, and we could have been together. You always know that option was available." I said, standing in front of him with a smile. He looked me straight in the eye, and whispered in a voice almost inaudible,

"Do me."

Aria, A+.

Julia's hands ball themselves into fists and she rests them on her hips. Her hair seems ruffled, motherhood doesn't suit her. Her cheeks puff and her face turns a red colour. Kyle looks screwed, being confronted by a firey demon like that. Julia's eyes moved to my body and my sluggish demenoir. Her eyes catch mine for a second but she looks away and stares into Kyle's with an intensity that could put fear into a mafia leader.

"Where have you been? I've been sick and worried you collapsed in the dungeons, could you imagine the fear that's caused the family?" Her arms cross and she looked at me hautly, a pout on her face and a huff. "With Barrett? I thought I told you he was a bad influence, he may be a teacher but that doesn't change his old ways- didn't I tell you not to see him anymore?" She looked at Kyle and talked to him like he was a child and as if I wasn't there. Kyle's gaze turned to mine for a few seconds, and unspoken words were heard clearly.

"Yeah, Barrett, my girl... she doesn't want me near you." Julia looked pleased with this response and she smiled a little. She turned to me for my reaction and the only thoughts were he's not going to listen to her. Of course we wouldn't see each other for a few days, but I'd find a way to sneak into the barn and screw him there without Julia around. She was crafty though, it would be difficult, but I could always go into the dungeons, and my house, but there were eyes everywhere. Parent-Teacher confrences were a big one, too, but there couldn't be that many PT meetings in a year. Not unless their daughter was doing bad, and if Julia showed up—hell, I'd have to make up another lie for another time.

"I'm sorry man." His mouth said sorry but his eyes said something else, something that I couldn't make out. Julia turned around and walked towards her home with a stride- Julia had gotten what she wanted for another time. Julia, Julia, Julia. She seemed nice for a while, when Kyle didn't know her inner-self. Off they walked, towards their home, in the glistening dawn that fell behind his home- their home. Walking away, I began to think of what they said. I felt guilty about screwing a married guy- but then again, he married Julia for christs sake.

Everything was normal by the next day, I hope. But something inside me said no, it wasn't, there was something different about this time. Was Kyle...

Was Kyle being serious?

FALL

WINTER

SPRING

Writing a test had never been so annoying. I couldn't believe that a two hour class could be so long- it felt like four hours. Maybe sex deprivation was making me crazy? Was I finally breaking under the pressure? My thoughts trailed off as I stared into the table, my stares slowly making the paint peel, and finally I snapped out of it when I heard my name being said repeatedly. Orland and his test. What do you want?

"Mr. Barrett, I'm finished my test. Can I go home now?" Barrett stared dumbly at the child for a few seconds before realizing what he said. Taking the test from him quickly, he snapped it down with a bang, pulled back from his chair, and set it in one of the drawers filled with other papers he had yet to grade. He pulled himself back into the desk and looked into the boys eyes, staring with intensity. After a second of thought, Barrett nodded his head, and Leonel and Leeann had gotten up as soon as he said so. He rolled his eyes and waved them off, staring at the back of the room, wondering where his social life went. Where had Jake gone? The falling out wasn't so great, and Cecilia being so nice it was annoying. Kyle gone, Max gone, Ray gone. All his friends up and left him, one by one.

The only person sitting there, still working on her assignment, was Aria. Aria looked confused. Barrett tilted his head trying to get a better look at his face; making strange faces at her trying to get a better look without seeming suspisious. Finally she sighed, put down her pencil, and then walked up to the front of the class with a smile. When she passed it to him, his hands grazed hers slightly, sending a shiver up his spine. She didn't notice.

When she smiled she reminded Barrett of Kyle, they had the same form of face shape and the same colour hair. They looked alike, he almost didn't remember Kyle saying he didn't know if she was his three months ago when they last spoke. Her form, her face shape... know that he thought of it, she did look like Max as well. But Max's family had blue hair and shorter, wider forms, not like the magical hips of Kyle Masey...

Aria's face lost it's smile and she laughed a bit. Now that he was thinking of it, she did seem cuter then the last time he saw her... yesterday. Her smile was warm and inviting and he could probably get lost in those eyes forever... but that was nonsense. She was just Aria, the daughter of the man he loved. And besides, she was 14, that was illegal.

If people found out.

"Sorry Barrett, I didn't really study, so I doubt I got the grade" she rubbed the back of her head and giggled nervously.

Kyle, Kyle, Kyle.

"And I didn't understand number 11, so I freestyled it, heh"

Kyle, Kyle.

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah" Barrett agreed, not even realizing she meant in school. She turned around and walked away, her hips swaying with every step, Barrett watched her walk out the door and saunter away from it towards the main doors to leave. When he heard them slam, he breathed a sigh of relief, and started a whole new train of thought.

Kyle.

Was he imagining he and his best friends DAUGHTER?

Barrett leaned back and rested his head on the blackboard, looking up where he wrote the list of ingredients to make Sapphire Broach. He began to wonder where Kyle went in such a long time, he was barely ever seen around town anymore. Not many people questioned it. In fact, not many of them noticed, with the children of their own and families to tend to. Nobody had time to care about others anymore, not like it used to be when they were children.

And a single word popped into his head, and would soon find its way into every thought in his head afterwards.

Aria, Aria, Aria.

Just an introduction buds. More to come in the following chapter, which actually may be the last. Smile Smile.*