Disclaimer: Of course Gokusen isn't mine. How I wish, but I'm not that good. Also, I am gaijin. So forgive me, if I get some things incorrect about Japan. The characters and theme belong to Morimouto, but I own this plot.

(A/N) This story is mine and for entertainment only.

Chapter 8 Malicious Intentions

When she arrived at the place, she walked into a dark warehouse. As soon as she did, a bright light shone on her from a second floor. She saw the shadow of two men as she shaded her eyes to look at her opponent.

"Oi, I'm here. Now where is my precious student? Hand him over."

"Oh. My, my Yamaguchi sensei, did I interrupt you on a date? I knew you were cute but never imagined you were that gorgeous. You don't know how long I have dreamt of this moment? Not only wanting to see your cute face again, but to see it beaten to a bloody pulp as I take revenge upon you. It's a shame I'm going to have to ruin that beautiful face. You would have made a wonderful hostess. I could have made a good deal of money off of you."

Yankumi easily slipped into yakuza speak and a low deep throaty voice. "I wouldn't get so arrogant. Our last meeting went in my favor."

"Beauty and brains, too. Oh, I really think I could make plenty of money off of you. I'm almost tempted to let you beg me to spare you and put you to work as a hostess, almost, but not quite. You see, I spent too much time and money planning this to waste it now. And my comrades would not appreciate getting ready for a battle only for there not to be one. I told you during our last meeting that it wasn't over. I'm here to finish it this time."

"Bring it on." The lights dimmed, and she saw that she was surrounded by 20 tough looking men. These men look tough, but they would be crying like babies if they saw the men that I deal with and dominate on a daily basis. She smiled and cracked her neck first left and then right. This was going to be fun, time for her to put her training with Kyou san to use. Yoshi, she thought and motioned for them to come.

One at a time they came running toward her. First, a man came kicking in the air. She easily ducked his attempts and hit him in the solar plexus. Next, the man with num chucks came toward her whipping them around him expertly. She ducked low, kicked him in the back of the knee, caught his num chucks and took them away from him. She hit him soundly on the head with them and knocked him out cold. Two men came at her. She hit one in the face, knocking him out and then knocked the other one out with num chucks, hitting him on the leg, the knee, and then in the stomach. The guy with the sword came at her. She used the chain in the middle of the num chucks to stop the sword, wrap around it, and then pull it from the man. Then she hit him on the head with the sword. She easily defeated the other men, either kicking them or hitting them, or dropping to her feet, swinging her leg around and knocking their feet out from under them. Finally, the big sumo wrestler came from behind her and picked her up squeezing her. She kicked him in the groin, when he released her and bent over double, she hit him in the solar plexus and then kicked him in the face. He fell out on the floor too. She was breathing hard and looking around to see if there was anymore left.

The man was entertained by her fighting and how she was soundly defeating the men until he noticed she had defeated the biggest man. Then he put his back-up plan into action.

A gun shot rang out, causing everyone to look up and stop what they were doing. Yankumi looked up toward the man and saw that her student, Hyuga, had a gun pointed next to his head by one of Tatsumi's associates.

"Enough. Very impressive Yamaguchi sensei, but I did not suffer 6 months in prison for you to escape that easily."

Yankumi dropped the weapons she had in her hand. "Please, put the gun down. Just let my student go, and I will do anything that you ask."

"Good. I want you to suffer along with him." Tatsumi's associate came down stairs with the gun still pointed to her student's head. When he got to the stairs, he threw down the student near to Yankumi. She ran toward him. Meanwhile, the sumo wrestler got up and pinned her arms behind her. The student got up and said in a scared voice, "Thank you Yamaguchi sensei" and got up to go near her and the sumo wrestler.

"Yamaguchi sensei?" She frowned. All my students call me Yankumi. God, this was a trap.

"For making this so easy for me." The Hyuga imposter slapped her and blood began to trickle down the side of her mouth.

"Stop. Get your freaking hands off her," a tall thin stranger yelled and walked slowly into the light. Unbeknownst to all, Shin had arrived at the warehouse shortly after Yankumi and called everyone to let them know where to meet. He had been watching in the shadows to make sure that she was okay.

"Who are you?" Tatsumi thought he looked like the guy from the picture.

"Unlike him," he pointed at the fake Hyuga. "I am one of her former precious students, and I'm warning you, you better not lay another finger on my precious teacher or harm her in any way. Let her go, now, before this gets ugly."

"Shin." Yankumi whispered both relieved and worried.

"This doesn't concern you. Didn't your teacher teach you not to stick your nose in where it doesn't belong?"

He smirked. "She taught us dignity, respect, loyalty, and trust. Things you know nothing about." Shin had a venomous tone. "She taught us that you protect those who you care about, those who you love." He looked directly at Yankumi when he said that.

Tatsumi and the fake Hyuga laughed. "Well she obviously didn't teach you anything of value or else she would have taught you not to come alone."

"Who says I'm alone?" The warehouse doors opened and in walked Uchi, Kuma, Noda and Minami. "She did teach us that you can't do anything alone that is why people seek out each other." Another door opened and in walked Yabuki, Odagiri, Tsuchi, Tekada, and the real Hyuga. "I think it is you that needs to be taught a lesson." As he continued talking the rest of Shirokin 3D and Kurogin 3D walked in and surrounded everyone. "Don't screw with 3D's students and their precious teacher."

"You guys" Yankumi smiled.

Tatsumi san and his associate, both holding guns, pointed them down at everyone. "There is still a lesson that I can teach you boys. It's about how bullets penetrate flesh."

"Yankumi was more than our homeroom teacher. She was also our math teacher. One thing we know is that two guns, 54 students, 20 thugs, and one teacher don't add up. You can't shoot all of us. You probably can't shoot most of us. You'll probably shoot your thugs before you hit one us. I don't think they'll be too happy about that." Yabuki spoke up this time.

Sirens blared, and the warehouse opened again with Shinohara san leading everyone in and told the men to drop their guns.

The Sumo wrestler dropped Yankumi, and Shin caught her around the waist. The rest of the students quickly ran over and surrounded her.

"Where's Yankumi?" Okuma asked.

Someone hit him on the back of the head and pointed to her in Shin's arms. "Baka, that's Yankumi." Half of the Shirokin students and most of the Kurogin students mouth dropped, "Eh?"

Once his men had secured Tatsumi's men and weapons and had them in handcuffs, he ran over to Yankumi. "Yamaguchi sensei, Kumiko, are you okay?"

Shin was annoyed that he referred to Yankumi as "Kumiko," but Yankumi reacted first.

She smiled. "I'm fine thanks to my precious students." And no thanks to you. "I'll guess you'll be going back now that you have caught Tatsumi san. That's a shame. We won't be able to get together again." This time her smile was tight, and there was a bit of an edge to her voice.

"Maybe, I'll take a little time off and stay a little longer. I'll call you and let you know."

"You do that." Shinohara smiled at Yankumi and left with the rest of the police and their prisoners. "You guys." Yankumi smiled. "I am so proud. I always knew that you guys were good and worthy, not trash and not useless." Shin and all the students were smiling at her.

"Geez, Yankumi, we misjudged you. If we had known that you were that beautiful we would have hung around you more and listened to you." One of the Kurogin 3D students spoke up as many of them nodded.

Shin's eyes flashed and his cheeks grew flush as he grabbed the guy by the collar. "Shut up." He hissed.

"Shin." Yankumi said softly.

"Listen to me, everyone. Yankumi taught us to look past the outward appearance and look inside a person and inside their hearts to truly tell how a person is. Didn't she protect us, fight for us, and believe in us when everyone else thought we were trash? Didn't she convince others to see us as valuable when we didn't even know it ourselves? Isn't that what a beautiful person does? So how could you fail to see that she has always been beautiful even when she is dressed in her jerseys, pigtails, and glasses? How could you not see that she has always been worthy of our respect and love and how any of us would be lucky to have someone like her love us. I would be lucky to have someone like her love me." His voice was barely more than a whisper at this point. All the students had bowed their heads at Shin's speech and many nodded in agreement. At least one other person shared his feelings and stared at them both. Shin picked up Yankumi in his arms. "Let's go home."

All she could do was nod and stare at him in disbelief. She could not believe that someone could feel so strongly and passionately about her. He walked out of the warehouse with her in his arms as everyone stared and then started to follow.

"He must really like her," noted one of the twins.

Kuma stopped and turned around, "No, he really loves her." He turned back around and continued to walk out of the warehouse.

Yabuki looked at Odigiri. Odigiri shrugged and shook his head, and they both left.

When all the students had cleared out of the warehouse, one other person who had beet watching everything and arrived shortly after Shin, came out of the shadows. He had a tear streaming down his scarred eye. "Way to go young Master Lion. I'm glad we listened to you and let you handle it. And you handled it admirably." He sniffed, "This is just like an episode of "The Wife of Yakuza."" He left the warehouse.

(A/N) This is my favorite chapter although it is short. I do not know if the "The Wife of Yakuza" is a real show or not. I think someone else may have mentioned it in their fan fiction, if so I apologize for taking it and thank you as well. Please review. I had a lot of fun with this chapter. Hopefully you will enjoy the rest of the story.