A/N: A oneshot I had done as a request for someone on one of my tumblr accounts. I got the idea from some other detention OS a while before I wrote this, so the general idea is credited to whoever made that one.

Shioke sighed as the principal closed the door behind her.
"Stay in here," she'd said, "and by the time I come back, the two of you better still be in this room."
The girl glanced over at Castiel. "I can't believe I landed myself in detention. With you, no less!"
"Yeah, well, I'm not thrilled about it either."
The redheaded boy cocked an eyebrow as a smirk tugged at his lips, his dark eyes shifting in her direction. "But, what exactly was it that got such a sweet, innocent little girl like you in trouble?"
Shioke rolled her eyes. "If you wipe that creepy look off your face, I'll tell you."
He scoffed before obliging. "Whatever."
"More of Amber's bullcrap."
"Man, she is really out to get you, huh?"
"Ugh, yeah. I don't have a single idea why, though."
The sly look slithered it's way back onto the boy's face. "Isn't it obvious?"
The other teen's eyebrows knit together, an incredulous look on her face.
"Um. No, actually. Not at all."
"You two are obviously in competition over me."
Shioke couldn't help but laugh. "You should be so lucky."
"Please, you are so into me! I mean, not that I could blame you. Everybody knows girls practically trip over themselves to get me."
"Yeah, alright. Keep dreaming," she scoffed, rolling her eyes once more.
"A dream? Well, then, if it's true that you don't have a thing for me, let's see how you react to this."
Castiel stood up, beginning to walk over to Shioke.
"Ew, no, don't come near me!" She shot right up out of her seat, running through the aisles of desks to get away- as far away- from him as quickly as possible.
The cherry-haired boy wore an amused expression.
"This, is gonna be interesting."
As he raced for her, she bolted around the room every which way.
"No, stop!" she'd laugh breathlessly, until he finally caught her by the waist.
"Not so fast."
He spun her around so that she was facing him, wrapping his arms around her.
He moved his head closer and closer until their faces were no more than an inch apart.
Shioke's chest rose and fell rapidly as she frantically sucked in air, hoping that her heavy breathing would stop the hot, light-headed feeling beginning to settle in her head.
She couldn't tell if it was from running around the room for so long or from being so close to Castiel.
"I-" she open her mouth to speak, but he gently pressed a finger to her lips.
"Save it," his voiced lowered as he looked into her eyes. Then his gaze dropped to her lips.
"I know you want me so bad right now," he whispered.
"And how are you so sure?" she whispered back, surprised she could even speak through her bewilderment.
"I'm not holding you tight enough for you to be stuck like this," he smirked, his voice still low. "I might just let you have me, you know."
A few moments of silence passed before she jerked him forward, practically slamming their lips together.
Castiel's eyes widened on impact, surprised at how hungrily she kissed him. Smiling into the kiss, he pulled her body firmly onto his own. Their lips molded together perfectly in the heat of the moment, almost like they were made to collide with each other; from her strawberry flavored lipgloss to the small gasps of breath he'd take in between the connections, it was perfection. She untangled her fingers from his shoulder length hair and trailed her hands over to his cheeks, detaching their lips as the lengthy kiss finally came to an end.
"Amber's really gonna hate me now."