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Gokudera: She's REALLY desperate...
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My first after school tutoring session with Akasaki-sensei did not turn out as exciting as I hoped it would be, but I guess that's just me.
We did actual work that involved me being punished for every wrong answer writing out lines every now and then for not understanding.
Jeez, it was like we were back in the classroom again. Except for the rare opportunities I would get to admire the perfect curve of his neck or the way his spectacles would always glimmer in the light of the room of this empty library.
He had managed to do all that with a smile on his face, but despite all of that I felt as if I had actually learned something. I was planning on some self-studying tonight but found myself already drifting off into dream land once I got home after a short change and a shower.
Akasaki-sensei wore me out, but not in a way that would turn me into a giggling school girl, hugging her pillow to her chest while murmuring silly little possibilities to herself... Oh no, at the moment my brain was aching in several different areas.
That book, I suddenly reminded myself. More than 3000 pages of standard Japanese history; apparently a must-know for every growing teenaged Japanese girl out there.
I scoffed into my pillow with a tinge of amusement lingering there, and then I sighed.
No, I still wasn't hugging my pillow to my chest and squealing in a very Shoujo like manner to myself. Instead I just thought of him… How he would smile even though I made a mistake, despite the minor punishments. The way he smiled seemed contagious; I wonder what it was that attracted me to him in the first place?
I closed my eyes in hopes of finally resting my tired brain.
"Everyone, this is Akasaki-sensei."
I glanced up lazily from my notebook, almost immediately feeling my whole being stop as my eyes met those of one who I briefly presumed to be an angel, of sorts…
His black spiked hair was tousled and in a very modern fashion, his honey brown eyes beaming brightly from behind those twinkling glasses he wore.
His physique was to be dreamed about, lean and fit, it showed through the loosely worn button up shirt he wore paired with black slacks and black jacket slung over his shoulder with the sleeves hanging by his sides.
It reminded me briefly of a certain prefect yet I found the thought pushed out my mind when he finally smiled, his smile is incredible…
I could only stare.
"Mornin' everyone." Oh I could practically feel the fan girls already forming, yet I knew nobody would go as far as what I would unconsciously go through. "I hope to get to know each and everyone of you."
The principle began to announce him as a recent teacher from Italy, once again a sudden thought had pushed through my mind but I resented and shoved it back, wanting to finish what my eyes started.
He laughed, probably at something the principle had mentioned but I hadn't listened to a word that was being said, instead I focused on this man.
It had been a ridiculous thought at first but after today, maybe this is what proved that he really had some sort of interest in me.
At least it was something.
"What's with that look, Ayame?" I glanced up at the silver haired bomber, finding my sight a little hazy before I shook my head and cleared the air with a anxious laugh.
"Uh, sorry… What was that?" From the corner of my eye I could see Tsuna looking at me strangely with his eyes, he almost looked like he wanted to say something but didn't quite know how to put it.
Oh well, knowing Tsuna, either him or Gokudera would probably end up blurting it out somehow.
"You look kinda distant, Ayame-chan." Takeshi gave a lopsided smile before leaning in a little.
"And flustered…" He finished with a hand on my forehead, I frowned and pulled away.
"It's nothing, just some stress over make-up exams." I replied nonchalantly, taking a sip out of my strawberry milk.
"Eh? You failed the exams, Sakurai-chan?" I tried not to take his surprise as any sort of offense; I scoffed instead and leaned back on the net railing of the rooftop.
"Yeah, it's no biggie really." I reassured with a slightly amused smirk on my face, yet it only seemed to enrage the louder teen as he jumped to his feet.
"You stupid woman! How could you say that and make the tenth worry!?" He yelled making me look up a little stunned as Tsuna mumbled for him to calm down before anybody else hears them.
"What are you talking about, Hayato-kun?" I tilted my head in an innocent manner and he simply growled low under his breath.
"The tenth is in danger, that's what I'm talking about!"
Everyone fell silent, as if afraid of something that something terrible would happen if it was ever to be disrupted. Though eventually, he baseball wonder himself let out a soft laugh that probably wasn't meant to come out so anxiously.
"Ah, Gokudera. Don't you remember, the little said not to tell anyone else ab-"
I cut him off. "In danger? I thought it was all over?"
By now Tsuna wasn't able to provide any protests nor could he look at anyone in the eye, this was the last thing he wanted right now.
"I-It's nothing, Ayame-chan. Reborn was just being silly again."
"Tsuna, you know you can't hide anything from me anymore." I settled for a somber look towards the boy, a strange emotion welled up inside of me and I found it hard not to let it show.
Ever since the future I was becoming more and more weary of everything that occurred around me, even though I knew Byakuran was gone from this world and never to be heard of again I couldn't help but feel a little paranoid sometimes.
I waited patiently as Tsuna glanced of to the side, a completely hesitant look on his face before his mouth opened and the truth was finally revealed.
"So… you up for round two today, Sakurai-san!?" I stopped with a flush of pink on my face, whirling around to meet the grinning face of my history teacher.
He laughed at the puzzled expression I made. "Haha, I guess not then if you can barely remember anything after last night."
A red hot blush covered my cheeks before I chuckled nervously and reached back to rub the back of my head.
"Uh… Right, yea I kind of forgot about that sensei."
"Tsk tsk." He shook his head slowly, as if mocking me but then he was grinning again. "So I'm not such an old man after all!" He laughed and I instantly remembered my sensei to have done the same thing just yesterday.
"It's alright if you wanna skip tonight." He said with a smile. "That way I can prepare a lot more work for you!"
I didn't miss a beat and quickly jumped in. "N-no! I'm totally ready for tonight!" I waved my hands before me in a frantic manner before lowering them to my sides. "It's just that I promised Kyoya-senpai I would do the rounds today after school."
"Patrolling an empty school?" He sounded almost amused by the idea and leaned back on his chair.
"Ah! But, I-I can make time afterwards! My shift isn't over until four o'clock this afternoon-." And before I could continue making a big fool out of myself with this useless blabbering of indication that I could've been extremely desperate, he cut me off with a soft chuckle and swiftly stood up from his seat.
I watched with slight curiosity as he whipped out his jacket from the back of his seat and promptly draped the piece of clothing over his shoulders.
I was left in a slight daze as he collected his belongings from his desk and step over to me.
My mind was whirling with flustering thoughts, my cheeks also burned from the same effect and I was barely aware of him coming in to close and bend down to my line of sight.
I gave a small squeak of surprise, one I never even knew of emitting before he tapped my nose lightly and smiled.
"It's a date." And he sauntered off, completely unaware of my red hot face and rigid being.
"Wipe that smile off your face, you look like an idiot." Hibari hissed out almost scornfully but seemed to have held back, yet the look on his face proved too much.
Grinning widely I shook my head his way and proceeded to pass him his text book for Japanese, which he took without any gratitude.
"Ah, sorry Kyoya-kun~ I'm just a little happy today."
"…Herbivore, what did you say?" He twitched at the mention of his name being paired with something so sickly wrong he couldn't help but throw her a narrow eyed glare.
To which I only giggled at and skipped away to my usual spot on the couch in-front of the coffee table, I took a glance at the clock feeling my heart flutter as I watched the thick, black line carefully slide over to indicate the end of last period.
Being Hibari Kyoya's 'assistant' I am expected to send the last period of the school day with him in his office, either it being a messenger, odd errands around the school or simply sitting there with my own business to attend to.
It's an old routine that we've both become accustomed to ever since I joined the disciplinary committee in my first year, nobody expected some petty little junior like me to ever get in but because of my persistence and forever interest in the prefect I had somehow managed to get into his good side in the end.
Well, at least he didn't 'bite me to death' as much.
"Sakurai-"
"I'm off to do my rounds, Kyoya-kun~!"
I had already stood up with my committee band clipped to its place on the sleeve of my blouse, that bright grin still present on my face as I straightened out my skirt and lifted up my chin to see another subtle glare pointed my way.
Bah, if he wanted me to stop calling him that he should just say so instead of giving me that infamous evil eye of his that clearly stated 'call me that one more time and I'll bit you to death, herbivore.'
"Sakurai Ayame." His voice seemed to be laced with some dark intent but I was too wrapped up in my little happy world to notice.
Then he called my name out again, my head whipping around with completely clueless look on my face though the look didn't stay on for long when he spoke.
"…What is it about him?"
"E-eh?"
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