Hi guys :] This is my first fanfic, I've been thinking about posting my fics for a while. And now I've finally gathered the courage to post this. I'm open for critique. But please accept the fact that English is not my native C: And also, my friend requested this story. This means there is a possibility for lemon. Heeh! Rating may go up. Oh well. Here goes:
"Damn brats! Pay attention!" Misaki woke up from his daydreaming when a piece of chalk hit his head. Brushing the white dust off his hair, he noticed the tall silver haired man with his arms crossed. Misaki noticed that the older man was staring at him, including the rest of his class. Some of the girls were whispering, and he could hear the manly chuckles from the boys. 'Damn, why can't this bastard just leave me alone?' Misaki thought as he wanted to avoid eye contact with the older mans violet eyes. "Sleeping in my class is not allowed. You of all people should understand this." Misaki rested his chin in his hand, looking up at his teacher. Still avoiding his eyes. " Detention."
Misaki quickly stood up, yelling. "HAH? You can't do that! You old man!" The man grabbed the chalk that had hit Misaki's head, and went down to the blackboard. " Listen to me you jerk!" Misaki was furious. 'God, i want to punch this bastard!'
"Listen, unless you want me to tell the principal about your behavior, you better shut your trap!" The silver haired man said while he was flipping through an old literature book. Misaki sat down, his face still red from the embarrassment and muttered " Yes, Usami-sensei".
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The classroom was completely empty except for two people. Takahashi Misaki and Usami-sensei. Misaki was still mad at the older man, but the last thing he wanted to do was to face that creepy principal, Haruhiko Usami. He knew that the man was looking at him in inappropriate ways. Misaki shivered at the thought. Haruhiko was Usami-sensei's older brother. They didn't look like each other at all, but their behavior was pretty much the same. They were both possessive, and they wanted each others properties.
Haruhiko never wanted to be the principal. But he felt like there was no other choice since his younger brother decided to stay with literature. Writing novels as a hobby and teaching brats like me literature.
"Hey." Usami-sensei looked at Misaki from his desk, making him blush a little. "W-what?" Misaki wanted to avoid eye-contact, looking at his lap instead of the older mans purple eyes. "Come up here." His face was calm, with a small smirk painting his face. He stood next to the blackboard. Handing a piece of chalk to Misaki.
'he is probably going to teach me some crappy literature' Misaki thought as he stood up from his desk
When Misaki was about to grab the chalk from the older mans hand, Usami-sensei suddenly grabbed Misaki's wrist and pulled him close. Holding the younger boys waist. Misaki blushed furiously. 'what the hell?'. Usami-sensei whispered in his ear, " I am going to teach you something."
Sooo? What do you think so far? :D Review pweaaase C: