After Kiyo had spanked Zatch for throwing a tantrum, he hadn't had any problems with the kid acting out to get his way whenever he was told no. That didn't mean the child wasn't doing things to push Kiyo's buttons. Kiyo was sure that Zatch was starting to test the limits lately to see what he could and couldn't get away with. Of course, Kiyo usually didn't mind to much what the boy did, as long as he was home before dark or wasn't late for supper (he hated cooking for the boy after his mom had made dinner for them).

It was about a week and a half later when Zatch was getting annoying again, "Can I come to school with you today Kiyo?" Zatch asked excitedly, even though he always came anyways.

''Sure, why not." Kiyo surprisingly didn't try and make him stay home today, mainly because he had to stay after to tutor some kids who were paying him for it, so he'd be out late and didn't want Zatch alone for too long.

"Really! Oh boy!" Zatch grabbed the smaller version of Kiyo's backpack that Kiyo's mother had bought for him. Inside was Volcan, a coloring book, crayons, and a copy of Treasure Island.

"Yeah, but I'm tutoring some kids after classes are over, so you got to be on your best behavior."

"I will!" At that, Zatch followed behind Kiyo, humming happily to himself.

During school, Zatch was his normal self, having fun and running/playing in the hallway. At lunch, he ate the bento box that was packed for him and drank all his juice (apple juice to be exact, which was his favorite kind). However, during lunch, Zatch went outside without telling Kiyo and was "missing" for ten minutes. Kane found the boy and brought him inside; Zatch got himself a long lecture from Kiyo about being worried and how he could've gotten lost or hurt. Not to mention, Kiyo had leaned in real close and quietly warned him if he broke the rules again before they got home then Zatch would be taking a trip over Kiyo's lap.

The threat was enough to keep him behaved the rest of the day, and oddly much more behaved than usual. Suzie was even curious as to why Zatch was so much quieter after lunch, and when she asked Zatch he made her lean in so he could whisper in her ear. "Kiyo got mad cause I didn't let him know I went outside at lunch. He said if I break another rule I get spanked."

Suzie blinked, she hadn't realized Kiyo was turning into such a older brother/fatherly figure to the boy. She swooned and was her usual ditsy self at the thought of Kiyo being so manly. Confusing Zatch, but he sat on the windowsill by Kiyo and colored in the dinosaur from his book.

At the end of the day, Zatch had to sit in the classroom quietly while Kiyo gave some classmates a tutoring lesson. After being so well-behaved, Zatch was getting antsy, "Kiyo when can we go! I'm bored! And your mom will have snacks for us when we get home! I want snacks!"

Kiyo looked up, agitated at the interruption. "Zatch, I told you we'd be late today. Now read or color while I continue here, and no more outbursts."

"But Kiyo-!"

"No buts!" He said simply before sitting back down, "sorry about that, where were we?" Kiyo asked, turning his attention back to the three students in the tutoring group.

Zatch huffed, climbing out of the desk's seat, he took volcan and his crayons in his arms before sitting directly behind the students and began coloring.

"Uh…Kiyo?" A boy of about average build said.

"Are you stuck Akio?" Kiyo asked, leaning over to look at the boy's paper.

"No…its uh…Zatch…"

At that, Kiyo turned to see Zatch behind them, coloring. On the wall. "ZATCH!"

Zatch turned smugly, "like it Kiyo?! I was coloring, like you said."

"Zatch you know you don't color on walls! Is this your attempt at getting my attention because you're bored," when he went unanswered, Kiyo snatched Zatch by the collar "Well you have my attention now!"

"Kiyo!" Zatch was midair, feet kicking and regretting his act of rebellion.

"Go easy on him Kiyo, he's just a kid," Akio stuttered out some, he knew Kiyo could have a temper sometimes.

"Oh, he knows better than this! Keep working and I will come back over to check your work, as for you." He pointed his free hand at Zatch. :I told you about misbehaving again."

"No Kiyo!"

"Yes Zatch!" He walked to the front of the room and grabbed his teacher's ruler. Which shocked the boys in the room, they had all expected for Kiyo to start beating the kid up for the misdeed. But to the looks of it, Kiyo was going to….Spank the boy! It was much better than the latter, but they still couldn't believe it.

Sitting down at the swivel chair, he turned so that his back was facing the three boys in the room. Zatch was planted firmly across Kiyo's lap, with his left arm hooking around Zatch's waist to hold him in place and his leg (now knowingly) trapping the child's legs still. "Kiyo! I just wanted to go home! I wanted snacks! And cartoons!"

"What did I say about tantrums to get your way?" SMAACK! The ruler landed a loud, ringing, smack onto Zatch's bottom. Making the boys in the room tense slightly, but they tried to drown it out.

"OWWWWW! THAT IT DOESN'T GET ME MY WAY!" Zatch wailed as three more stinging falls of the wooden instrument fell on his tiny butt.

"Exactly! Now, when we get home." SMACK "You can have your snack," SMACK "But there will be no cartoons!" SMACK SMACK!

"WHY!" Zatch began to cry harder this time, being told he couldn't watch his cartoons?!

"Because," SMACK "boys who color on walls and disrupt people constantly don't get to watch cartoons!" There was a loud crack, followed by a shrill wail as Kiyo snapped the ruler onto Zatch's tender undercurves.

"I won't color on walls again Kiyo! Please let me watch my cartoons!" SMACK SMACK "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! KIYOOO!" Zatch was a crying mess as the spanking continued to rain down.

After a few more minutes of Zatch wailing and the cracking of wood resumed, Kiyo stopped. Turning the chair around and putting the ruler back down, he noticed that Akio and the other two boys had ducked their heads down sharply. Choosing to ignore it, he lifted Zatch up and had him stand on the desk so they were eye level. "Now," He started as Zatch sniveled and rubbed at his backside, remembering how it helped before. "You are to stand in the corner until it is time to leave. No coloring, reading, or volcan!" Zatch gaped at that last part. "When I am done here, we will go home and you can have a snack. After that you are going to our room where you can take nap and read until dinner. After dinner you are getting your bath and going to bed!"

Zatch whined loudly, his hands coming up to make fists as he cried at full forced again, "But what about cartoons! And what about playing! You supposed to play with me! EWOUCH!" Kiyo landed a swift smack to Zatch's bare leg.

"Boys who act up don't get to watch cartoons or play. That is why you are taking a nap because you are obviously grumpy. Then you go to bed early after your bath. Tomorrow is a new day, so you can watch cartoons and play then."

Kiyo plopped Zatch on his feet, and after pointing to the corner, he dragged himself in front of it. After his spanking the other week, Zatch had asked Kiyo's mom lots of questions about the spankings and was told all about them. He was also told about the "time out" he was now in. What made matters worse, he now understood better about how these two things were for bad boys. Zatch didn't want to be a bad boy, but he found himself doing bad things sometimes.

Kiyo's mom had said when he did bad things, it didn't make Zatch bad. It just meant he was a kid, and sometimes kids were naughty. That's why parents and sometimes big brothers and sisters dealt out punishments.

Zatch cried in his corner for a good fifteen minutes, feeling both the pain of his spanking and the guilt of being bad. After thirty more minutes, Kiyo patted Zatch's shoulder, "hey kid. Want me to carry you home?"

Zatch nodded sleepily, the crying had worn him out as he climbed onto Kiyo's shoulders with a wince. "My butt still hurts Kiyo."

"It might hurt for a little longer than last time," Kiyo admitted as he walked out of the building and down the street. "I told you it depends. Last time I only spanked you with my hand and the brush for a little bit. This time you got a ruler for a good while."

"How long?"

"it should stop hurting after your nap."

"Nap?"

"Yeah nap. You're already about to conk out on me." He chuckled.

Zatch tried his best to stay awake, but by the time they reached the house he was out. Removing his own shoes, Kiyo slipped into the house and had to shush his mom as not to wake Zatch. Kiyo carried Zatch upstairs and tucked him in, laying on his stomach, into bed before coming downstairs. "He didn't want a snack? He always eats when you get home," Kiyo's mom asked concerned.

"He might when he wakes up. He cried himself out during my tutor session…"

"Cried, why was he crying?"

Kiyo expected an earful as he admitted, "Zatch was coloring on the wall at school…So I spanked him and told him no cartoons or playing when we got home…" He braced himself, only to be surprised when his mom patted his head.

"Zatch told me about his last spanking. that must've been hard for you too…"

Surprised, Kiyo looked onto his mom and thought that it must've hurt her too when he was little and got spanked by his parents. "Kinda…He cries so much when I did it. I don't hit him that hard or that much, I don't think…Oh God, what if I did. What if he's crying so much because I really am hurting him!" He said, suddenly panicky.

He was ready to run upstairs and check out Zatch's backside, to make sure it was in one piece. Kiyo's mom laughed, and hugged her son tightly, "he is alright honey." She pulled back to look at him, "You used to cry loud too. Every time, it's because it hurts is all. Especially when it's your first few times getting spanked. You aren't hurting him, not really. He's also crying because he feels bad for getting you so worked up. Just be sure to remind him you still love him and that you aren't mad. And make sure you tell him he isn't a bad kid, you used to get so worked up over that. Whenever you got spanked you'd come crying about being a bad kid and how you were so bad. I had to tell you all the time, you aren't bad. Sometimes you make mistakes and that's okay, we're here to help guide you."

"I'll remember to tell him all that." He hugged his mom tightly. "He thought I didn't like him anymore…last time. He thought I hurt him cause I didn't like him. For some reason it made me sad…"

"Of course is did," she stroked his hair gently. "Now, go on upstairs and do your homework. Zatch will probably wake up in time for dinner. So don't wake him early alright?"

"Yes ma'am."