OKEY! Another chapter published xD I feel like Shishio is a bit ooc, but you gotta live with it I guess, and hopefully he wont be too ooc. I suck at making characters act like they originally do, yet I feel like this is semi good/ acceptable:') Hope you enjoy whomever is still interested in the shizume fandom xD

A week later

Yosano stared with glittering eyes. Next to her stood Shishio, her teacher. They were currently in front of the entrance of a hotel that was known for their hot springs, yet somewhat infamous. The place was still packed though. Shishio went to get them each a room, having an error at his previous order cancelled. Before hand he told that it would be awkward if they shared a room together, which Yosano completely understood. But like when they were renting an inn on their "date", all the rooms were booked, and there was only one left. Shishio stood shell shocked at the déjà vu. In the end they still rented the room.

The room was nice, two futons laying beside each other on the floor, a bathroom, and a small table in a corner. All in all, this entire place was small and not very spacious for those who were trying to keep a slight distance for comfort.

Both of them stared warily at their room, a shadow of nervousness crossing their faces. They spent a couple minutes unloading and packing out necessary stuff, separated the futon a little and resting around a small table.

Yosano was first to break the strangled atmosphere.

"We should go to the onsen now, I wanna go, I wanna go."

She shook her arms up and down, excitement radiating from her. Shishio smiled a small smile, thinking she was just like a little kid at times.

"Sure,"

He sent her a sly smirk, staring into her vivid blue eyes.

"By chance does ChunChun want to go to a couple onsen? Since your so eager to go anyways,"

He leaned over the small wooden table where they had sat down, his eyes glinting with something Yosano had never seen before. Bright, like a shining star, kinda unnerving yet alluring. She stayed silent for a while, too focused at Shishio's glimmering green eyes. Finally realizing that she wouldn't say anything back, Shishio laughed, yet a blush formed on his pale face.

"It was a joke Suzume, you don't have to look at me so seriously."

He was about to back away, but her gaze caught his, a warm feeling bubbling in both their stomachs. Yosano leaned in, with the exception of the final moment of the last breath of the almost kiss, Shishio backed away. He smiled at her questioned face.

"If you both look at me like that and start kissing me, I might just not be able to control myself."

He placed his hand on her head, ruffling her long wavy hair.

"And we wouldn't want that now would we?"

It was rhetorical, not meant to be answered. But Yosano did want it, just a little.

"And if I wanted to snuggle, would you lose control then?"

He stared at her dumbfounded, quickly turning around to hide his tomato red face. She was so innocent at times he couldn't take it! Letting in a deep breath and exhaling, Shishio crossed his legs in an x - shape, spinning dramatically back to face the blue-eyed girl.

"Don't blame me if you fall even deeper in love with me then."

He gave her a wink while pointing pretend pistols at her. Even if it was meant as a joke, Yosano looked down, mumbling that that wasn't possible, as she had sunken so deep there would be no way coming back anymore. Shishio didn't catch it; he rested a hand behind his ear, indicating for her to repeat the sentence.

"Sorry, what was that?"

Yosano flinched, quickly looking anywhere but at the man in front of her.

"I-it was nothing!"

It was almost a shout, and Shishio's fragile ears cringed at the sudden volume. Hurriedly Yosano stood up, walking like a robot towards the door.

"We should be heading to the onsen before it's to crowded-"

Shishio sweat dropped at the sudden change in topic, hastily grabbing her hand.

"Wait just a sec kid, first you haven't put on your yukata, and secondly, the place is probably already crowded, so we should wait half an hour or more so there aren't too many people."

He huffed the last part out. Yosano gawked at the man in front of her. With speed of a bumblebee Yosano took one of the yukatas in the room and went straight for the bathroom to change. Shishio's gaze lingered at the door, his lips quirking into a soft smile as she took her time.

He decided to get changed as well. He took off his glasses, started stripping down to his underwear and t-shirt, already forgetting that he wasn't alone in the room, disappearing in thoughts. Yosano opened the door from the bathroom, peering uncertainty outside of the room, that's when she noticed Shishio standing there in his underwear, on his way to strip of his white shirt. Landing a foot on some creaking wood, Shishio's eyes moved quickly to see Yosano standing behind the bathroom door, startled. He smiled in shock; sweat drops forming on his face. "SHIT" was all he could think. It was silent in the room till Yosano realized she had been staring at her sensei's lean muscular body, like lightning she shut the door, and like a person who had lost all feelings in their legs she fell down on her butt, back against the door. Shishio hurriedly finished dressing on the yukata, putting it over his white shirt, which he had decided to keep on.

"Eh, uhm ChunChun, I'm done dressing, so, yeah, you can come out now."

Carefully Yosano's head stuck out from behind the bathroom door, her face still heated at the image of this guy only in his undergarment. Shishio sent her a sheepish look, scratching the back of his neck in discomfort, body slightly turned away from her.

"Sorry that I didn't warn you that I was changing, hehe, I'm pretty embarrassed to say the least…"

Yosano looked up to see Shishio's nervous smile, eyes seeming distant in conflicting thoughts. Slowly Yosano came fully out of the small bathroom, walking toward Shishio, his back facing her now. She grabbed the hem of his yukata, tugging it to get his attention. He turned his head sideways, trying to look at the brunette. Her face was sweating as she tried to say the words on her mind

"Eh-ehm, sensei, I-I think you're quiet handsome, even sensei's body is attractive."

She barely said it over a whisper, but Shishio heard it crystal clear and a blush crept up his cheeks, he had to bite the tip of his thumb to not lose it. Behind him was the embarrassed Yosano, taking another moment to muster up a question she longed for.

"Sensei, can you hug me like at the inn? Your body felt so secure around my own."

The thumb in Shishio's mouth was discarded, as he turned around confused at what this girl had just said. His face heated up even further, remembering that moment where he tried to distend himself from her, but lost control as soon as those lonely eyes stared back at him. She didn't look at him with those lonely eyes now, but there was something too cute about them that he couldn't help himself; with fast movements he pulled the young girl into his arms, firmly placing his arms around her. Yosano was startled by the sudden change of balance, but she easily came to lean in at the secure hug.

The hug lasted for a couple minutes, and when they parted it was just so they could see each other face to face. Their eyes lingered on one another, Yosano's face gravitated toward his, but even on her tiptoes she only reached eyelevel with Shishio's nose. Trying to be a bit bolder, Yosano cupped her sensei's rosy cheeks, guiding him closer to her waiting lips. They kissed gently, but something snapped as Shishio opened his eyes momentarily to look at Yosano, her face glowing with content, yet he wasn't content with such a simple kiss himself. Surprising both of them, Shishio held Yosano's face in his big palms, forcing a hungrier kiss on her. Responding on impulse, Yosano slipped her arms down to clench a hold on Shishio's blood red yukata, tugging him closer as well.

The desperate kisses stopped as soon as Shishio slipped his tongue in between Yosano's parted lips. Yosano hadn't anticipated such an odd move that she by accident pushed Shishio away. It only moved him away from her face. He looked at her confused, but then he remembered that she was still so young. He felt so ashamed at almost ruining the girl's purity. At times like these he wished that Yosano were older. The awkward silence gave Shishio an even worse feeling in his stomach; he tried to ignore the awareness of how pedophilic he was for liking a 16-year-old girl. Both palms covered his face as he tried sighing the frustration out, it didn't work, and he quickly asked Yosano if they should head out for the onsen before it became too late. While asking he masked his embarrassment of what he had just recently tried to do.

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Shishio slipped steadily into the hot water, towel balanced on top of his damp hair. There came a sigh of relief as the tension in his body faded with the steam. An image of Yosano's shocked face after he had tried to deepen the kiss flashed before his eyes, Shishio sank deeper into the water, only leaving his eyes and hair exposed.

What had he gotten himself into?

…

Yosano gradually sunk in to the hot spring, already feeling her muscles calm as the warm water cleansed her mind. She folded the small towel she got from the hotel and let it rest on a rock. Leaning her own head on the same rock, Yosano closed her eyes, thinking back to that kiss she shared with Shishio Satsuki. A blush poofed up at the memory of his warm tongue trying to penetrate her slightly parted lips. Without realizing it her fingers reached for the slight opening in between her lips, it had surprised her, but it also felt kind of nice, like she wanted him to pull her back and continue. Her heart pounded at the image she got of him kissing her deeper, she slapped her face to calm her nerves a little.

"Potato girl? Is that seriously you? What are you doing here?"

Yosano gazed up to her right, finding a standing living doll. She blushed at the exposed skin of her friend Yuyuka. A mortified look crossed her face as she realized she hadn't told the doll like girl about her staying here with their sensei. Casting her gaze down at the steaming water, Yosano tried coming up with a believable answer

"Well you see, I've always wanted to go to an onsen, and so since Shishio-sensei asked if I wanted to do something with him this weekend, that's what I asked."

Yuyuka stared in shock, not expecting that answer. Snapping out of her mortified state, Yuyuka grabbed Yosano's slender shoulders.

"Are you crazy! Suzume do you have no self-preservation?! Well I guess it's fine as long as you guys sleep in different rooms, but still!"

She pinched the bridge of her slim nose, conflicting thoughts of worry for this dense girl. After waiting a minute or so without a respond to her statement she snapped her head at the tomato red girl in the water. Yuyuka couldn't believe what she wasn't hearing; she peered down at the girl again

"Please tell me you guys aren't sharing a room together…"

Yosano kept her gaze focused on the still water, seeing her own reflection growing more crimson.

"W-well that was initially the plan, but something happened to sensei's orders and so we were only left with the last room the hotel had available. I asked if we should've just postponed the trip, but he reassured me that it would be a waste of time after going trough all the trouble to reach this place."

Yuyuka thought suspiciously of the confession, slowly the wheels in her brain spun as she realized what was happening.

Her face went pale, blood running cold. She leaned steadily inn to catch Yosano's shy gaze, and when she caught it

"Have you maybe considered that this was the plan all along? That sensei actually had an alternate motive to get you guys sharing a room? Please remember that you're only 16."

It was a hushed tone, and Yosano hadn't come to that conclusion, she shook her head vigorously at her friend.

"Nononononono! It was an accident, even Shishio-sensei told me that we should have separate rooms."

Yosano stood drastically up, catching some confused looks she quickly faltered back to the water, her head spinning with all the possibilities that Yuyuka could have had a point. She shook her head again, knowing better than to accuse Shishio like that! She heard Yuyuka sigh, shoulders shrugging in defeat.

"Well I don't think sensei is some shady guy with alternate motives, but he is dating his 16-year-old student… Yosano you got to be careful, OK? Don't make Mamura suffer even more…"

The last was only a mumble, but Yosano had perfect hearing and heard those last words. A sudden realization came dawning at her, Mamura knew about her and Shishio-sensei's relationship! Not just having a hunch anymore… Her head snapped at Yuyuka, dragging her down to shoulder level, eyes worried

"Is it because of my relationship with Shishio-sensei that Mamura has been ignoring me? I mean I knew he had a hunch, but not that he knew the whole thing…"

The words trailed down into nothingness. Yuyuka blinked at the brunette, a struggle wanting to scold her for being so dense, but swallowed it.

"You know, Mamura will probably get over it, and Suzume, you got bigger problems to worry about, because you are obviously not letting this taboo relationship go, now are you?"

She waited for an answer, but continued as soon as she saw the blush on the girl's pale face.

"Since you are so sure, just ask him to keep some distance while you sleep. OK than, I must go back to my family now. See you."

Yuyuka stood up, starting at the exit. After a couple steps, she spun around giving the sitting girl thumbs up while winking, her short hair dripping. Yosano was alone once more, staring as the girl faded into the steam, her heart beating rapidly over the conversation they had.

Not being able to calm down anymore, she too stood up, preparing herself to finish up and rather relax in the cool night air outside.

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Shishio was finally relaxing, somehow sorting out his problems, and giving them temporary solutions. He sighed a deep sigh. After this he would probably go for a walk and then sleep. A flash of Yosano sleeping next to him crossed his mind; he shot up from the water, deciding that he needed that walk sooner then later.

He dried himself before heading back to the dressing room.

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Outside stood a flustered Yosano, the cool air not helping much to keep her mind calm. Resting her elbows on the railing, she could feel her eyes dozing off, her head becoming heavy. She figured that it was time to go back to her room, Yosano turned and headed back inside to the inn. On her way she stumbled upon two middle-aged men, obviously slightly drunk form too much sake.

"Hey there little girl, do you want to get a drink with us? It'll be fun."

One of the men asked, taking a step closer. Yosano wanted to run away, shout even, but her head felt drowsy and she could've really gone for some water by now. The other man grabbed her hand, halting her from escaping.

"Well I don't hear any refusing. Haha, this'll be fun, she's quite attractive don't you think Li?"

The man, Li, nodded his head in agreement, a set of yellowish teeth exposed on his sly smile. Yosano felt herself shudder, she mustered an attempt on refusing, but it didn't come out. The two men led her away, practically dragging her along the floor.

"Shishio-sensei…"

It was barely a whisper; her vision became blurry with black dots. She felt the two men release her, probably running. A secure hold came around her petite frame; the smell of cigarette smoke and coffee filled her senses.

…

Shishio was only going for a short walk. As he exited the door to the night sky he could too easily welcome the cool summer air. He came to a halt at the scene before him, two men dragging a young girl with them. It didn't seem like she was struggling, but as soon as he got a better look at the girl, he noticed who it was. Yosano! He brought down the water bottle from his lips, already half empty.

"Yo, guys, I think you've got the wrong girl there,"

He kept his pace till he arrived a few feet away from the trio. Their attention quickly went on the tall man. Both men were maybe in their late twenties, not very attracting or seemingly strong. Shishio took a step forward, they took one back. He gave them a sly grin, something evil glinting in his eyes.

"That girl you're holding, she's mine. Please let her go and never return."

He sent them a sweet smile, but with a dark force seeping through it. The men pulled back, harshly discarding the young sleepy girl. Shishio quickly took a hold of her, catching her tired body before she went completely limp. Her lips were dry, and he may think she was confused to where she was when she mumbled something about wanting two cups of rice for her cooked fish. A gentle gaze formed on his clear face.

"Suzume, you always do make me worry."

He carried her back to their room; where he made her drink the rest of his water bottle. She fell asleep right after.

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Yosano turned under her futon, feeling slightly warm under it. Slowly she opened her big orbs, shocked to see Shishio sleeping soundly beside her, faces a breath away from each other. She flinched at the closeness, his steady inhales and exhales made her fluster. Smoke and coffee could be smelled through each breath he took, Yosano hid under the futon, thinking his sleeping face was suffocatingly cute. Without further ado, Yosano slipped out from under the covers, planning on getting herself some cool beverage.

When she came back, Shishio was still sleeping, her head turned to a clock on the wall, 6.30A.M it said.

"I guess it's still pretty early. Maybe I could go brush my teeth while I'm at it."

She looked at the man, a tingling sensation clenching her heart. How she wanted to cuddle with him, having those long strong arms rapped around her made her all giddy inside, not really showing it on her face though.

"Shishio Satsuki, you make it hard to breath, because my feelings for you squeezes my heart so tightly. If you would only rap your arms around me and never let me go. "

Yosano left for the bathroom, smiling at her little talk to the sleeping Shishio. She wouldn't believe herself capable of saying those words to him if he were awake.

Shishio opened one eye, smiling at the words of the brunette. When she came back, he had both eyes closed.

Yosano kneeled down beside the man, staring warily at him. Hoping that he was truly asleep, she slid under the covers of her futon, facing Shishio. The familiar sent of his body reminded her that he lived in a different world of coffee and work. She inched closer to him, dragging the covers with her. Without trouble she scooted closer, his arm somehow rapping itself over her as she did so.

"Chunchun… closer… come… closer…"

Her eyes shot up to look at his face, was he dreaming about her? With delicacy Yosano poked the man's cheek, than she tried again, and again. She sized him up, concluding that he was still sleeping. An idea escalated her brain, a rosy tint covering her cheeks. Yosano closed her eyes, sticking her tongue slightly out through her puckered lips.

Shishio felt something warm and wet touch the tip of his lips, his eyelids jolted up. What was that girl doing? It seemed like she was trying to kiss him? But was failing miserably with the poking tongue. That's when he understood what she was trying at; a flicker of a smile crossed his face as he leaned a hand on her cheek, halting her poor attempt at a French kiss. She jumped back, surprised by his sudden touch. His eyes gleamed at hers, sending flashing starlight's in the deep blue of her eyes.

"I know I'm gorgeous, but I've got this morning breath, and that is very unpleasant to kiss."

It did smell slightly sour mixed with his trademark sent.

"Why don't you just brush your teeth then, I can wait."

He blinked at her a couple times, and then burst into a laughing fit. He rolled out of bed, beaming as he went to brush his teeth. The laughing hadn't quiet left him when he returned back to the waiting girl. She looked up at him, dread and excitement dwelling up inside her chest. He sat down next to her, scooping her soft cheeks in his rough hands. He inched in, breath smelling like peppermint now. His emerald eyes devoured her surroundings; she couldn't understand how he came to love her as much as she did him?

"Are you ready Suzume Yosano? Because either this will feel great or horrible, but since it's me, it will be awesome!"

He beamed at her, making her heart flutter. She saw him close in; she closed her eyes, waiting for him to kiss her in that weird way. Shishio felt hot, face flushed, stomach clenched, he felt like an insecure teenager about to kiss a girl for the first time. Scarcely a minute passed before he finally decided to go for it. It went slowly, much like the first time he had tried to kiss her at his apartment, but there were no interruptions that could hinder him now. It was quiet in the hotel room, Yosano held her breath, pinching her eyes shut. She had read some manga where they kissed like this, but she couldn't imagine what it would feel like. He gently pressed his lips on hers, enjoying her compliance. She became more engaged in their little kissing, actually having done some research about it days ahead. Trying something she had read on the Internet made her want to blush, but Shishio beat her to it. He gently bit the bottom of her lips, sending shivers down her body, then while holding her head in place, slowly slipped his tongue in. The tongue felt weird and rough, but somehow it gave her a pleasant feeling as well. Later they snuggled under the warm blankets, Yosano in Shishio's warm embrace.

When the clock hit 11.00, they would have to sign out, giving them some time to eat breakfast at a nearby café. Having given the relationship and how it had to be a bit discreet made Yosano bring along two wigs for each of them, a black curly one for Shishio and a long white pigtail wig for herself. Nobody noticed them other then as a halfway normal couple.

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And that is the end of this chapter. Please leave a comment of what you thought, it really makes my day knowing that someone finds this interesting or bothered reading it :D Till next time -