"Now when the bombs hit pearl harbor, that was the straw that broke the camel's back, And caused the United States to enter World War II." A tall man paced in front of his class all the while smiling, Sosuke Sagara the top Social Studies teacher in Greenhill High. His crazed black hair was pushed back by his large slightly tanned hand. His students frantically wrote notes trying to prepare for the huge test that was coming up, A young man raised his hand and coughed. "Uh Mr. Sagara, what else will be on the test." He smiled and slowly pulled off his glasses, giving everyone a show of his mysterious grey eyes. He took the end of his white dress shirt and wiped the lenses, "Well class, on the test it will mostly be World War II, but I might throw in some World War I." The classed all moaned in displeasure and Sosuke chuckled. The bell rang and he clapped his hands together, and smiled. "Have a great break, make sure to study." All of the teens left and another tall man stepped into the room. "Mr. Sagara." Sosuke looked over at the door and smirked. "Principal Cromwell, what brings you to my class." The principal smiled and called outside of the door. "Well you see we have this wonderful young lady who just moved here and wants one of her electives to be your class, do you have any room?" Sosuke looked at the young teen and his heart skipped a beat. Her long blue hair went down to her nicely toned back, her eyes were a beautiful hazel that shone with an innocence that warmed Sosuke's heart.
She extended her hand and smiled "My name is Kaname Chidori." Sosuke smiled and shook her hand, He gave her another once over noticing a ring on her left finger, he'd have to ask her about that. "Well nice to meet you Ms. Chidori, I'm Mr. Sagara. I teach War history." She smiled and retracted her hand, Sosuke smiled at the principal. "Sure I have enough room and I'll be glad to have her in my class." Mr. Cromwell chuckled and smiled. "Good, oh and Mr. Sagara is a wonderful teacher and coach." Kaname Tilted her head to the side. "What's does he coach?" "Well he's a gym teacher and the girl's softball coach." Kaname's eyes lit up and she giggled. "In my old school I used to play." Sosuke's grin grew larger and he laughed, sitting on the edge of his desk he crossed his arms. "You should check the team out, were number one in the county." Kaname nodded and the principal lightly touched her shoulder. "Well we should be heading back now, her mother is still filling out some paper work." Kaname nodded and Sosuke hopped off the desk and grabbed a piece of paper. "Well, here Ms. Chidori if you need to contact me here is my email and my AOL screen name." Kaname laughed. "You have AIM?" He nodded and she walked out leaving Sosuke to slouch on his desk, he felt like a teenage boy after talking to his crush. He felt his face get warmer and he laughed it off, she was way too young for him. He was twenty-seven and she probably just started high-school, he sighed and erased his chalkboard. "If only."
Kaname walked slowly with the principal, still shocked that her future gym teacher and elective teacher was so hot. His grey eyes were burned into her memory, his strong hand sliding across her own small hand. Her face grew warm and blush appeared on her face, the thought of his deep voice floated into her mind. She knew he was way older than her, probably in his forties; most men now days could look so young but can be so old. But she could dream and fantasize right? When she made it back to her mother, she saw the look of apparent stress on her face. Her father still lived in Japan, her mother's job demanded that she moved back to Japan with him, since her husband was her boss. Kaname was to live on her own here in America. Her mother stood and smiled at her daughter. "Are you sure you want to do this you can wait till college to move here." Kaname shook her head and smiled. "Don't worry about me mom, I'm 18, I can handle myself." Her mother hugged her and sighed. "It's just I feel bad that you have to do your whole senior year without us here." Kaname looked at the ground and replied bitterly. "You guys would hardly be there any way." Her mother sighed and picked up her purse, she nodded at the principal and both Kaname and she left the office. They quietly drove back to Kaname's new house and she parked. She turned off the engine and sighed. "Honey, I'm sorry that we haven't been there but it has to be done." Kaname nodded and twiddled her thumbs, her mother sighed for the hundredth time. "There is a credit card on your counter, don't worry about your bills we have them covered and that card is filled up to the max." Kaname nodded and got out of the car, she waved goodbye to her mother and walked inside her house.
Tired. That's the only word for it, Sosuke threw his keys on the kitchen table sighing to himself. The house was large for someone who lived by himself, his microwave clock blinking at him showing him that he got home late, again. He was way too busy writing up tests for his students and sliding off to thoughts of that Kaname girl. He hardly got any work done, He now loosened his tie and threw it on the back of his couch. He flopped on his couch and search for the remote; flicking through what seemed to be a million channels he found nothing on. He slowly got of the couch and dragged himself to his study, his computer stood on his desk proudly and millions of CD case were stacked beside the monitor. He sat down and clicked his AIM account, signing in he had five new emails, he sighed none of his High school or college buddies were on. Bing. "huh?" A message popped up stating, 'Would you like to receive a message from LycanGirl?' He raised an eyebrow and clicked 'yes':
LycanGirl: Hi
Lt. Sagara: uh hi?
LycanGirl: You don't know who I am?
Lt. Sagara: Should I?
LycanGirl: I'll give u a guess
LycanGirl: I have blue hair and I met you today
Lt. Sagara: Ms. Chidori, wow srry I'm slow lol
LycanGirl: It's k, how r u?
Lt. Sagara: I'm tired, had to make up some tests
LycanGirl: I'm srry
Lt. Sagara: Not ur fault, wat about u?
LycanGirl: I just moved into my new house
Lt. Sagara: wow wouldn't ur parents get mad if you called it ur house?
Lt. Sagara: they do own it
LycanGirl: no they don't I do, I live alone
Sosuke froze and shook his head, how could that girl live on her own, mother and father were alive, if she just started school that would make her fourteen. Way too young to live alone.
Lt. Sagara: aren't u a little young live on your own?
LycanGirl: lol no I'm 18 going on 19
Sosuke froze for the second time during this conversation, he smiled to himself. He mentally cheered himself for actually finding this girl attractive and not having her be jail bait.
Lt. Sagara: wow your older than I thought
LycanGirl: Really and how old did u think I was?
Lt. Sagara: uh like 14 or 15, I thought u were a freshman
LycanGirl: WTF! Lol no well I can tell that ur are like 40 sumthin
Lt. Sagara: I AM NOT THAT OLD!
LycanGirl: 30 sumthin?
Lt. Sagara: NO! I just turned 27
LycanGirl: WAT!
Lt. Sagara: yup
LycanGirl: wow I did think you looked young but not that young
The conversation went on all through the night, it left Sosuke in stitches from all the jokes or funny situation her life has been, they told each other about almost everything. Until it hit one in the morning.
LycanGirl: Well I'm getting tired so I'll talk to you later
Lt. Sagara: Aw, okay well see ya
LycanGirl: Byez
Lt. Sagara: grin Byez
LycanGirl has signed off
Sosuke also signed off and light headily walked to his room, he didn't know what was wrong with him till he looked down at his pants. "Shit" He was hard, he sighed and threw himself onto his bed. He looked down at it again and groaned, he hasn't masturbated since he was in High School, for that matter he never even, well you get the picture. Being in the army, war didn't allow you such pleasures such as 'getting ass' as his friend Kurtz used to say. He pulled off his work pants and threw them into his closet wondering if he should put on his pajama pants, deciding against it he pulled of his shirt and gasped as the air hit his bare chest. Scars were all along his chest, and he wiped off the makeup the covered the cross shaped scar on his left cheek. He sat solemnly on his bed and gave himself a small smile. "Might as well take care of this."
The light, shone through his window, waking him up from his very exotic dream. He groaned and sat up, he felt something dried up on his chest and he growled. Jumping to his feet and quickly turned on his shower. He forgot to wash off his aftermath of his hard-on, "I musta fell asleep right after it." He looked down and noticed he wasn't wearing his boxers which proved his theory right, he then stepped into the hot shower. He had nothing to do today so he stood what seemed to be an hour or two in the shower, just letting the water roll down his nicely toned body. He turned off the water and a shaky hand awkwardly searched outside of the glass doors for a towel, until someone handed him one. "Oh thank you." He got the water out of his eyes and froze, who the hell was in his house. He pulled open the glass doors and stared blankly.