Chapter 2: A Teacher I

Shizuka Hiratsuka-sensei was an attractive woman with a voluptuous figure. A large population of the female students on campus prayed to god, down on their hands and knees on a daily basis, wishing to have their breasts filled out like hers during the course of their stay at Akihabara-U.

Hachiman was sympathetic to their cause and supported them whole heartedly. He wasn't as bad as most men with their fanatic like fascination with extremely large breasts, but he couldn't completely resist the temptation altogether and reluctantly found himself associating with their rotten lot. Though there was a part of him which still liked to believe that he found all kinds of breasts equally enticing, whether they were small or extra large, but he knew that to be a lie now. Living with three well endowed women had told him he was like every other man in that regard. But just a little more in control and a bit more civilized, while still entertaining some really wild, erotic fantasies of his own. It involved more than a handful of women who in real life were nothing more than acquaintances and roommates and yes, sometimes it featured this breath taking woman in the long, white labcoat.

"Good morning, sensei."

"A very good morning to you, Hikigaya! How are you feeling today?" She said with extra cheer in her voice before letting a forced smile plaster on her unblemished face. "I heard you got lucky last night."

Ah yes, he had to deal with this little misunderstanding first. He thought they would get to it later, probably after she was done telling him the reason for her call in the first place, which got him into this mess. But he should have realized by now that this woman was not someone who beat around the bush. She tackled her problems head on. Perhaps she developed this mindset from her self defense and martial arts training. Or perhaps this was a part and parcel of her spell binding personality.

However, she had a childish streak in her which was now on full display. But he didn't seem to mind this kind of behaviour at all because it brought a cute little pout on her kissable red lips. This was not the first time he had thought about frenching her, taking her right there and then against the table and blowing her beautiful mind with multiple orgasms until the only thing on her lips would be the sound of his name.

But she was a woman who deserved his respect. She had earned that over the year he had come to know her, personally, intimately. He couldn't quite see the two of them having a quickie in her private office in the university's administration building.

No, they would need a room with a bed, at least. But that was beside the point and thinking these juvenile thoughts was getting him nowhere. He had first to clear this little misunderstanding by discrediting the third party member.

"I thought you were smart enough to see through, Yukinoshita-senpai's lie."

"It didn't seem like a lie." Hiratsuka-sensei blushed, remembering. "She got really descriptive with the details. It sounded real, almost like I was there with you two in the bedroom when it happened."

This made his rotten imagination soar. Haruno Yukinoshita spun real, believable stories with lies, deceit and clever manipulation, this much he knew. However he had always considered Hiratsuka-sensei to remain unaffected by her silver tongued fables. Because after all, between the two hot blooded women, Shizuka Hiratsuka was older, more mature and experienced. She was a teacher after all. But it seems like he had underestimated the perverseness of the woman known as Haruno Yukinoshita.

Even while he mentally told himself to be wary of his dangerous roommate in the future, there was a latent part of him which wanted to know the details of what the younger woman told the older woman, the sexual details she got into to make what she said sound so believable that it had Hiratsuka-sensei convinced that the two of them had sex last night. Should he dare, should he be so stupid. In the end, he couldn't help it.

"What did she say exactly?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka turned the air conditioner on and fiddled with the remote. Her amethyst eyes were downcast, peeking at him from behind long, lingering eyelashes as she worried her bottom lip between her teeth, biting hard, showing all the signs of how uncertain she was and how vulnerable she felt to share the made up details of what she heard over the phone in her conversation with the older Yukinoshita sister.

"Well?" He pushed his luck.

Licking her lips with her wet tongue, she muttered. "The words fellatio and cunnilingus were involved."

Hachiman waited with baited breath. The older woman only peeked at him from behind her thick eyelashes. There were times when this courageous and headstrong woman could become really shy and demure in front of his presence, almost forgetting it seems that she was the teacher and he, a student. Whenever such an opportunity presented itself before him, he couldn't quite resist the urge to playfully tease her a little bit.

"C'mon sensei. We are all adults here. Besides, those terms are practically vanilla."

She faked a glare at him. "That's some pretty big talk from a guy who's still a virgin."

He knew she didn't mean anything by it. He was the one who teased her in the first place. It stands to reason, she would retaliate and snap back with a cutting retort which might rub him the wrong way. He didn't like to think he was that kind of guy, but male ego was a fragile thing and it could easily be bruised. He licked the corner of his mouth, thought about it for a second longer and then let her in on a secret.

"Actually sensei, I haven't been a virgin since last year."

"You, what!"

He expected shock but he wasn't expecting such a level of alarm. Her amethyst eyes went wide and she slammed both of her hands on the table, and bent forwards, towards him which resulted in her huge breasts bouncing up and down a couple of times because of the suddenness of her action. Gravity was a wonderful thing or it could be that the bra she wore didn't quite offer the needed support.

Once when she was drunk, she had told him that she had difficulty finding the right bra because her breasts were so damn big, not that he understood her problem. He was definitely a guy when it came to breasts and from the looks of it he found her breasts really tempting. There was even a fraction of a second when he thought his head was about to be buried in her cleavage. But though her breasts jiggled in front of his face, even from the confines of her velvet coloured top which had a halter neckline and crisscrossed lace-up front which went deep down the valley of her breasts, baring caramel white skin, which he knew would be soft to touch, but alas, the dream didn't come true.

Mere millimeters separated his head from the warm nestle of her breasts. He mourned the lack of skin contact, his mouth falling open in a fit of wishful thinking, perhaps hoping by some turn of event she would lose her balance and fall forward and he would have a handful of her breasts spilling out of his finger.

But instead he was met by her ire.

"You told me nothing happened between you and Haruno!"

"And that's true. I didn't sleep with, Haruno. Don't you remember sensei? Back in first year, I hated her for nearly killing me with your car."

Hiratsuka-sensei immediately fell silent. "I'm sorry about what happened to you."

Hachiman winced. Way to go, asshole, he mentally cursed himself. He knew she blamed herself for what happened to him, even though she wasn't the one driving her car at the moment. It was Haruno behind the wheel, but as she had explained to him on a previous occasion she felt guilty. It was her car, her responsibility.

She was just a teacher and guidance counselor who wanted to establish a bond with Haruno Yukinoshita, a gifted student whom she could see ending up in a bad place by going down a dark path. A thought or two were also spared on the fame factor as she would be associating herself with the heiress of the Yukinoshita fortune. If she made a breakthrough with her, it would do wonders for her career and status in the society at large.

Hachiman understood what took place. Hiratsuka-sensei made a miscalculation. She let Haruno manipulate her. It happened only once. But it put him in the hospital for three weeks. But that was all in the past. He had put it all behind him and moved on. She had apologized multiple times, even did something silly for him once and by now he thought the two of them had closed that particular chapter in the book of their lives.

"You don't have to apologize. It wasn't your fault."

"I gave Haruno the keys. It might as well have been me behind the wheels."

Back when he was a first year student, a rotten dead fish eyed loner, who was grumpy and miserable, hated everyone, hated his life, hated the world, and hated her for absolutely no fucking reason other than for the sake of it, he wouldn't dare do something like this. He wouldn't even think of it, couldn't think of it more likely.

But now, even though he hadn't changed much, he had changed a little bit and that's what made him touch her.

It was the smallest of touch. He reached out and balanced her delicate chin on his thumb and index finger. It was like comforting a small child, but she was no child and that didn't work in his favour. The thought of throwing caution to the wind and lowering his lips to take hers came back with renewed vigor. She made matters worse by darting her tongue out and wetting her lips. They were so enticing, so kissable.

He wanted to do it, he really did. But there was a part of him which told him, warned him that the chances of being rejected were quite high. He was still a student and she was his teacher and despite whatever chemistry he might think they have, a romantic relationship between the two of them would never likely work out. Not for the first time he wondered whether the gods of romantic comedy were playing a cruel joke with him. They put him within arm's reach of the perfect woman and made it so that she would forever remain unattainable.

"How long are you going to hold my chin like that Hikigaya?"

The truth spilled out from his lips. "For an eternity, if you let me."

She smiled and blushed. "That's a corny line."

"Sorry I couldn't think of anything better. I am lost…"

"In thought?"

"…In your eyes."

He knew he had overdone it, could almost feel the heat radiate from her glowing cheeks. Deciding it was better to let this awkward sexual tension rise no more, he watched as she slowly withdrew from his touch, sat back down to her seat, hooked a loose strand of her hair behind her earlobe and faked a cough, adjusting her wide hips on the chair. When she looked back at him again, the virile woman he loved was gone, replaced with the persona of a professional teacher who was supposed to be sexless in nature.

"It's been two weeks since your new living arrangement on campus has become official, despite how abnormal it may seem. I have received no complaints from your female roommates so far." This time her face hardened. "Keep this up and we will have no problems in the future."

This was bad news. But there was hope.

"What about Sagami? Doesn't she have a problem with me?"

"She hasn't said anything."

Hachiman shook his head. The one time he wanted Sagami Minami to raise her voice against the campus authorities and get him out of his current living arrangement with a bunch of dangerous women and she stays absolutely quiet. Really, this woman, can't count on her for doing anything right, he thought miserably.

"Did something happen between you and Sagami?" Hiratsuka-sensei asked.

Hachiman's thoughts raced back to the events of the morning. Being greeted by a towel clad Minami Sagami, then watching that towel come loose in their little bickering match and seeing her bare breasts and nipples and her lovely naked ass as she raced back to her room. The sight would haunt him for today at least, that much he was sure. But should he tell Hiratsuka-sensei about the incident. The answer was simple.

"We had an argument today as well. She doesn't like me very much."

This time she chuckled. "You rejected the woman from joining the service club and were against the idea of having her become the resident assistant of the women's dorm." Quite sarcastically she added. "I can't imagine why she doesn't like you."

"Very funny sensei."

Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled for a second before shaking her head and making up her mind about something. She banged a fist on the table which dislodged a few loose sheets from an unkempt pile of papers and assignments. This time her voice was firm and shaking with passion.

"I have to get you out of that dorm!"

"Don't want me living every man's dream, sensei." He teased.

She snorted. "Like you can fool me. I know you, Hikigaya. You want out of that place more than anyone."

He let down his defenses and spoke honestly. This was the effect this woman had on him. It scared him sometimes, how he didn't think everything through while in her presence. He really should though because it would have saved him a world of trouble as what he said next was almost his undoing.

"I don't have the energy to deal with multiple women."

"No, as we all know, you have eyes for only one."

It looks like he wasn't the only one who let their guard down. As soon as she said it, he could tell she hadn't meant it to be said out loud. Those were the unspoken thoughts rattling around in her beautiful head and this one just spilled out in the open and just hanged in between the two of them in an awkward manner.

He remembered a moment ago telling her that he got lost in her eyes and now she was telling him that he had eyes for only one. She couldn't be more obvious and worse of all it meant she knew what he felt for her.

For a few minutes which felt like hours, the two of them looked at each other until she let out an embarrassed laugh, ducked her head and moved her hands about, waving at nothing in particular.

"I meant your non-existent girlfriend."

He let out a hesitant laugh as well.

"I-I knew that."

And thus peace persisted in the private offices of Shizuka Hiratsuka-sensei for a while longer. But there was no peace, no rest for the wicked as the saying goes when it came to the likes of him. The tender moment between the two of them was soon destroyed as the women he tragically loved shook out of her laughter and set her face in grave lines. He also couldn't help but get serious.

"I have some good news and some bad news, Hikigaya." Shizuka Hiratsuka told him. "Which one do you want to hear first?"