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Joey X Handa-Sensei

Joey entered his school building and pushed his way past the sea of students crowding around the hallway and their lockers. He sighed and wished all the students wouldn't just stop and stand and chat but move because he had to get to his locker. He dragged his feet to the locker and thought about the table. He had a unrequited love with the table but alas, it was not so. The table was currently dating chair ( ͜. And he knew that he couldn't get in the way of their relationship, it would only complicated things and he didn't want the table to think bad things about him. Upon realizing he had taken too long thinking about the table he quickly grabbed his textbooks out of his locker and started walking-jogging to his homeroom. Without realizing he bumped into someone.

"Ouchz." Joey said.

"Are you daijoubu(ok)?"the person he bumped into said.

When Joey looked up, he realized he had bumped into Handa-sensei he had nice warm dukey-colored eyes. Joey hadn't realized this but Handa-sensei had nice wide strong shoulders and a steady big wide hand that had stretched out to help up Joey.

"Uhm.. thanks゚ ゚." Joey blushed standing up.

"It's nothing ( ͡ ͜ʖ ͡)" Handa-sensei replied.

Handa-sensei urged him to quickly get to his homeroom and Joey walked behind him feeling a little embarrassed. His heart skipped a beat as he gazed down to see Handa-sensei's empty hand. He wanted to hold his hand. Wait a minute, what am I thinking? Joey thought, he only had eyes for the table. He shook his head, to be believe he actually fallen for his teacher for a little bit! Both Handa-sensei and Joey reached the homeroom and once the students saw that both of them were entering when the bell had just rung they started making googly eyes at each other( ͜.*. Joey noticed that the students were whispering, they were DEFINITELY talking about him and Handa-sensei. Handa-sensei was too kind and oblivious and didn't know that the students were gossiping about them.

"Okay class get in your seats, it's time to take roll call." Handa-sensei said.

Joey sat down in his chair still feeling a little embarrassed but laid his head on his elbows and waited for roll call to be over.

"Jeremy Lichen (ω)

"Here!"

"Sashimi Tofu º º

"presant!"

"Hugh Jazz (‿)."

"Hue"

"Joey.q͜ʖp"

"Ah, here!"

Once joey had awkwardly said here, he realized that he was the only one that Handa-sensei called him by his first name. His mind was racing with thoughts, thinking about why Handa-sensei didn't call him by his full name. Am I getting special treatment? He looked up and immediately regretted looking up because Handa-sensei was staring RIGHT at him with really fierce and powerful eyes. He felt a hint of longing from that gaze and felt the heat rise up to his face and kept his head down so Handa-sensei wouldn't notice. When roll call was done, the bell rang for first period to start so Handa-sensei elegantly exited the room to go to his first period. Joey breathed a sigh of relief and he could act normal again. What was that? Why was he giving me that look? Does it mean something? While his mind was pondering what were the reasonings behind Handa-sensei's actions his first period teacher yelled at him to pay attention to class.

*lunchtiemm derp*

Joey's stomach grumbled and he skipped his way down the hallway to the cafeteria for lunch. While he almost made his way to the cafeteria, a arm shot out and slammed the wall next to him. Joey was taken by surprise and turned his head to follow the arm to the whoever had slammed their hand on the wall. It was Handa-sensei and he was giving him a really sultry look. Joey's heart skipped a beat again and he started fidgeting around.

"Uhm…. Handa-sensei why are u blocking me?" Joey said.

"I wanted to see you." Handa-sensei replied back.

Joey felt so embarassed and felt like his heart would burst, even though he wasn't gazing into Handa-sensei's eyes he knew exactly what he looked like.

"Come." Handa-sensei said.

He grabbed Joey by the wrist and swifty traversed down the hallway. Joey didn't know where they were going but only tried to keep up with Handa-sensei's large struts. Once they had reached their destination Joey realized they were in front of the teacher's lounge.

"Uhm Handa-sensei why are we going to the teacher's lounge?" Joey said wide eyed.

"Damate(stop)." Handa-sensei said and pushed him into the room.

Joey let out a little yelp and almost fell but he was caught by Handa-sensei and he was swiftly turned around with his back on the door and both of Handa-sensei's arms trapping him. Joey felt like he was going to melt into a puddle and then Handa-sensei lifted his chin with his finger so that his eyes met his. Joey felt like he was going to be devoured whole by Handa-sensei with his gaze.

"Nande omae wa(why were you) looking sad desu during class?" Handa-sensei said forcefully.

"Uhm… what do you mean? O.O" Joey replied.

"Don't play baka(stupid) with me I know you are bothered by something." He said.

"Nothing's wrong, I swear…" Joey said.

"If you dont tell me what's okashi(wrong), I will kissu u ima sugu(right now), this instant." Handa-sensei forcefully said.

Joey was left speechless and put his trust into Handa-sensei and slowly opened the lid on what was bothering his heart. As he was describing his emotions and agony of his unrequited love with table, Handa-sensei had listened intently. He had not looked away the whole time and kept quiet. Joey felt touched inside that there was actually a person who would listen to Joey's plight. He felt himself more comfortable around Handa-sensei and continued on with his predicament. Once he finished Handa-sensei sighed. Joey was confused, why did he sigh? He wanted to know what Handa-sensei thought of his love with the table and wanted to know what advice he could get to help him make table-senpai notice him.

"What should I do? Table won't notice me." Joey said sadly.

"Then notice me." Handa-sensei said and he kissed him.

Joey was shocked, he couldn't believe what was happening right now. Handa-sensei was pinning him against the teacher's lounge door and was kissing him. The kiss was soft and gentle. His lips were smooth and warm. It was as if he was kissing a sakura(cherry blossom) flower. His mind started getting dizzy and it was hard to think. Handa-sensei supported him and after a minute of the sweet kiss they separated. Joey definitely knew that his face probably looked like a tomato. Handa-sensei however, he noticed that he had a very nice jawline and gentle dukey-colored eyes. His nose was long and small and he had lush cherry-pink lips. Although his face was pale, he had a tiny blush spreading across his face. It was as if his face was a beautiful portrait. He wanted to embed this image in his mind. And at that moment, he knew that his heart was solely for Handa-sensei. He didn't think about table-senpai anymore. In his mind, it was only Handa-sensei. The two of them were quiet for a while until Handa-sensei spoke up.

"Domo arigatou(thank you very much) for sharing your worries with me." Handa-sensei softly said.

"No, I domo arigatou(must thank) you because you were the first ningen(human) to listen to watashi(me)." Joey replied.

"You know, I actually had feelings for you, I actually suki(like/love) you. I knew that you had kimochis(hots) for table-senpai. U don't know hao many times I wanted to steal you away but I had to play the supporting teacher role."

"Hontou ni(really)? All this time you were looking at just watashi(me)?" Joey said.

"Hai, watashi wa itsumo(yes, I just) wanted to support you and listen to all your worries, I feel blessed that you were able to depend on me."

"...Handa-sensei you know, I think I suki(like/love) you too. You were the only person who gave me the helping hand through my school loifeu(life)."

I wanted to say more but then Handa-sensei put a finger on my lips to shoosh(shush) me and we kissed again. This time, this kiss felt like it was securing a bond, the kizuna(bonds) between me and Handa-sensei.