This was added in late, I'm sorry that it's soo short.

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Miyagi didn't come home that night. So, before school I stopped at his office. I am very serious about people who owe me ice cream, you see.

The professor was laid back on the couch, shirt unbuttoned. It was sort of hot; of course my real passion was for food. I'd never before thought of anyone as hot. And it was a little scary to be thinking of an older man this way.

But I couldn't help myself. I leaned over him, and pushed the shirt back to look at his chest. Which was gross and covered in hair. But somehow even this didn't freak me out.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, waking up and sliding away from me.

"You didn't come last night," I replied.

"You're a minor, you shouldn't be wandering the streets at night." He said, trying to act like an adult.

"It's morning, in case you haven't noticed."

"Ah, no wonder my back hurts like I've spent all night on the sofa. This is just like when I lived with your sister." He smiled then, as if something when funny about this. "Anyway, let me make something clear, because the story-line calls for it. You're a man, and I'm a man. Sorry, I don't swing that way."

"You ever done it with a guy?" I asked, falling back into con mode.

"Hell no!"

"Then you can't say you don't swing that way. You've never tried it."

"What? You have that notch on your belt then?"

"Of course," I lied. Free food wasn't always easy to come by, but the most I'd ever done was strip.

"You have terrible taste," Miyagi said, "Why me?"

Suddenly his phone rang and he turned away from me.

"Okay, play time's over. Go to school," he said, hanging up.

"Where are you going?"

"The used book store. For some reason, I never go to Borders."

"I'm coming too!"

"No, you're not. You have school."

"I want to be with you, and you owe me ice cream!"

"What?" he asked, hearing about it for the first time.

"After what happened to me yesterday, I was soo confused. I just had to eat everything in your freezer. But it isn't enough. You owe me something, damn it."

"Ice cream?" he asked.

"I like ice cream," I replied, "Much more than I like you touching me."

He sighed, "Okay, I guess it's the least I can do."

We began to leave, then he stopped to lecture me again I guess.

"Just so you know, I hate children. This totally explains why I choose to become a teacher, doesn't it?"

"You like Matsou Basho, right?" I asked.

"I love him," Miyagi said suddenly, grinning like the idiot he was.

"Even he was a kid once. So, you can still love me." I remarked. Then of course, I remembered a bad joke my sister had once made. They were all bad really. But it was something I could use. "He was a ninja, you know. My name, Shinobu, is written with the same "nin" as ninja. The characters are the same! So, you really can love me."

"Sometimes, I just want to strangle you kids." Miyagi said laughing. I don't know why it was funny. Although I did worry about his sanity and whether or not he'd try to kill me.

At least I got some ice cream out of this. And then he dropped me off at school, and everyone laughed at him with me. Of course, I couldn't admit that I was truly starting to like the man. Hell, I could barely admit that to myself.

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Sorry, this was added in late. That's way It's soo short. PLEASE REVIEW and I will have Miyagi strip-tease in chapter 6. Or somewhere.