Unfortunately, all the classes you were intending to take were unavailable for the moment. The only free slot for the next hour was the subject that no female student in her right mind would take.
You sat down thee front seat nervously. Sure, you do know some things about the legacy of Shakespeare and poetry of Milton, but what if your teacher turns out to be an obsolete-looking sensei whose motor skills are supported merely by a cane? What if he was the grandpa-type of teacher who was so strict the he would force you to memorize homer's Iliad in straight Greek?
But to your utter shock, a man in his late twenties stumbled into the room, looking like he ran an Olympic marathon just minutes ago.
Behind him, female students dressed in skimpy PE uniforms were scowling at him.
"Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" barked one of them. "A dignified Literature teacher peeping in the girls' locker room?"
He laughed uneasily. "It was all an accident, really! I just happened to pass by the hallway and the door was slightly ajar-"
"The door was locked!" chorused the girls.
You and the rest of the class sweatdropped. All of you were busy thinking how ever did this guy managed to peep into the girls' sacred place when the door was locked. He sure could take Houdini's place anytime.
Soon everything was back in order. The supposedly peeping tom of the faculty cleared his throat and smiled.
"Howdy!"
All of you sweatdropped again. He sure sounded like a professor, really.
"I'm Sohma Shigure, and my relatives and I make up the teaching force of the Juunishi Academy. You'll meet my cousins later, but for now…" He flashed a sexy grin at all of you. "…I'm running the show."
You and your classmates gasped a little. He may be kind of old, but he still had the spunk, as well as the sexiness.
He propped a book out of his bag. "We shall now discuss the single greatest book in the history of civilized mankind."
The title of the book was Kama Sutra.
Everyone sweatdropped yet again (notice that you guys have been doing that actually a lot lately? It's almost like sweating out in Kyo-sensei's PE class or listening to your Yuki-sensei passionately interpret the history in Social Studies).
Shigure-sensei glanced at the title of the book, then hid it, laughing. "Sorry, wrong book!" He took out another one. "This is the book that we're going to study."
You all looked at the book he was holding.
"A Kiritani Noa work?" asked one student, almost in disdain.
You feel the contrary. Kiritani Noa was a romance novelist, your favorite author in fact. He writes the silliest romances, but you feel that it was all a cover-up of the intelligence behind the pen that wrote it. He makes use of cliché plots exaggeratedly to expose the fallacies of the common plots in Literature, and he makes use of characters that are real. He didn't make use of swooningly handsome lead men and conservative but fiery ladies- he used witty, imperfect men and an even wittier lady for the novels he come up.
"This is a revision of Madame Butterfly. Are you aware of that work?" asked your Shigure-sensei.
You raised your hand up. "Is it about an American officer who deserts a Japanese lady?"
Shigure nodded. "Very good, young lady."
As you watched him launch on his passionate discussion of the story- its twists, loopholes, wonder, and all, you start to feel amazed of his knowledge.
"And in the story, we see the sad state of women who are treated second-class citizens. They're not even given the right to use feminine wash!" cried the teacher passionately. "And female condoms!"
Um, well, yeah.
Soon, the bell rang. As you piled out of your seats, Shigure approached you.
"I hope you enjoyed the discussion," he said.
You nodded enthusiastically.
"Maybe you would like to discuss the story more over a cup of coffee or something?" he said, giving you a wickedly dashing smile.
His words were cut off when a book smashed on his head. You sweatdropped when you saw who it was.
The purple-eyed angel once more saved you!
"Yuki, why did you have to embarrass me in front of my student?" cried Shigure, rubbing his head.
"You are already doing a good job on humiliation even without my help,: said Yuki-sensei. He gave you a slight bow. "I'm sorry. I sure hope he didn't pester you or anything."
"N-No…" was all you could say. You couldn't just take your eyes off this guy. What a dreamboat!
"I'm Sohma Yuki," introduced the earthbound violet-eyed angel. "I'm teaching social studies, but I think the stupid cat has told you that awhile ago."
Yuki smiled. "Would you like to attend my subject already?"
You beamed. Only one answer for that…
tsuzuku