Mismatched Eyes

By TimeReaper

A/N: I've been waiting for such a pairing to show up, but no one has ever written one! So I've decided to take matters into my own hand, and explore this couple. After all, I always wondered how such a couple would change the flow of the series. No offence to the main character girl of GTO, but she just seemed plain. So if you haven't noticed yet, this is going to be Onizuka/Urumi fic. Slowly but surely, this story will break off from the book. Enjoy! The second chapter is now out! Took me a while. D

"Talking"

Flashback or emphasis

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Chapter 3: Brain Versus Brawn

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Standing before the classroom, she mentally prepared herself for the confrontation inside. Giving a barely audible sigh, she stepped through the threshold. She was instantly blindsided by Tomoko. They both landed on the floor.

"Aiya!" Tomoko snuggled into Urumi's chest, "Urumi! Urumi! You're back!"

"Yes I am," she smiled warmly back, "Now up!"

Tomoko instantly obeyed, and she was on her feet. This allowed Urumi to get to hers as well. She patted her friends head, "Good girl…"

Tomoko's facial features settled in content and purred. If she had a tail, she would be wagging it right now. Everyone else sweat dropped at the display of master and slave.

"Hey Urumi!" the Onizuka supporters called out to her, "Nice to see you're okay. Welcome back."

"We were worried about you." Added another.

She smiled at them, "It's good to be back…"

"That was some work you did on that website."

Turning around, she met face to face with Kikuchi. She smirked.

"Just a bit of harmless fun. I'm impressed Mr. Computer Genius."

"Thanks, I guess… Miss IQ200." Kikuchi accepted the compliment, though something was off with Urumi's aloof mood. He noticed because he was observant. She seemed absolutely radiant, as if she had a lot of fun.

"You seem a bit different today."

"So you noticed?"

"Does it have to do with Onizuka?" inquired Yoshikawa.

"What do you think?" winking at Yoshikawa, she left to her seat. From that, they had ascertained, something had definitely changed the usual sarcastic Urumi. She seemed less… evil. They would thank Onizuka for taming the wild beast.

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Throughout the course of the day, she found Onizuka checking her out more than once. Though she feigned ignorance, a tiny smirk graced her moist lips. To the casual observer, it could be missed. To those who knew her, they associated that look with mischief, and grew wary of stuff that will happen in the near future that may prove hazardous to their health.

Maybe it was a little of both. A tad bit of mischief corkscrewed with trouble. Cause when one thinks of one or the other, they will find that trouble and mischief go hand in hand.

They were not far off the ball.

But for one special individual, this meant trouble, pure and simple.

'Damn that Urumi. If she keeps this up, it'll be detrimental to my health.' His thoughts wandered in conclusion, as his eyes were glued almost imperceptibly to her legs which kept crisscrossing in every which way.

But then his thought processing unit received that look. And falling down the chain of events, he then noticed that class was over, so he must have been gapping for quite a while.

Onizuka gulped, knowing he was caught red handed, and hoped that retribution wouldn't be forthcoming. He prayed to god that he could dispense the impure thoughts that rolled through his brain. But when he felt his prayers might have been answered and turned around, he was met face to face with her, and he didn't like what he saw. Almost nose to nose, it was easy to catch the sparkle in her eyes. Her chocolate eye held mirth; for what he didn't know, while her aquamarine one held mischief.

'Oh shit, this can only mean I'm in deep trouble.'

"Urumi! What a surprise!" And faked genuine surprise on the spot.

"Are you available this afternoon?" she asked.

"No, I've got places to go and sights to see." He answered too hastily for sincerity.

"I'm very sad to hear that…" she pouted, biting her lips, trembling a bit with the works glistening off the eyes. He had to wonder, how many men had fallen to this succubus. Lesser men have fallen before her charms. Though a devastating technique, Onizuka was able to push back the effects. His pride as a man was on the line.

"Ha!" Onizuka snickered, "That won't work on me! I know your devious ways." And he placed a hand beneath his chin grinning, "The wild beast inside you has awoken the wild beast inside me! You're trying to trick me with that cute girl look, but I can see riiiggghhht through your shirt."

'Wild beast! He compared me to a wild beast!'

Her façade which could turn full grown men into marshmallows made way to a more commanding posture, "Genie, I have a wish of you."

"Ha," he snickered again, "That won't work on me! The Genie is gone forever!"

Since when did he grow such balls? Urumi had to give it to him, he was getting bolder to her advances. But this was Urumi who they were talking about.

She smiled at the thought. Everyone was allowed to be a little vane in life, and she was no exception.

'I guess I'll need to do a little prodding to expose his weakness.'

She would humour him by prolonging this game a little further. There are winners and losers in every game, and she had every intention to win. She gained an evil glint in her eye, and she spoke very simply.

"I'm a very pissed off women right now, so keep in line so I won't do anything…," she let it hang in the air to make her point and narrowed her eyes at her aggravator, "drastic."

At her attempt at what he believed to be an empty threat, he became even bolder with victory smeared on his face. He would stick up for himself. He'd never hear the end of it if it ever got out that he was beaten by a girl. So he continued on his mad crusade to its finality, even if it could only incite fury later on. "Give it up little girl, you can't beat me now! Ha ha ha!" he laughed manically, his superiority complex kicking in.

"Keep it up, and I'll show you just how drastic I can be." She neutrally spoke, as she was stating a fact.

"There is no shame in admitting defeat Miss Genius. Just admit that you don't have anything on me. You can't blackmail me anymore." Onizuka wagged his finger left and right in lecture mode, "Trick me once, shame on you. Trick me twice, shame on me."

"Oh," Urumi calmly returned, inspecting her digits thoughtfully before her, "I wonder what the Principal would say if I told him about the 'Triple X Teacher Student Remedial Gangbang special Episode 2' in your room." She smirked as he become white as a ghost. How she loved to make this man sweat. Her day just wouldn't be complete without it.

And deeper still, it wouldn't be complete without him.

"You know," Onizuka suddenly changed from shell shocked, to thoughtful and entered the thinking pose, "On second thought, I think I have the rest of the day free."

"Oh really!" she responded in mock surprise. She responded courteously, "I am thankful that you have time to accompany me then, and gratefully accept your hospitality." Her smile widened with glee. 'I win…'

On the other hand, Onizuka wasn't mirroring her apparent excitement but burying his greatly overwhelming fury. His smile was strained, and twisted so much like one who was constipating.

'Damn you Urumi, acting as if you were made of cinnamon, spice, and everything nice.' Which along these thought patterns, you could tell she wasn't as innocent school girl she appeared. Her grin was mocking him.

'How I want to choke you…' and in his head, he received such satisfaction.

Her ears perked, "Did you say something?"

He slapped the back of his head, "Err, no, not at all."

Urumi gaze him a long inquisitive look, and then dismissing it off as her imagination.

Urumi turned around, and a suspicious mask adorned her face.

'Funny… I thought I heard him say something…'

Onizuka on the other hand, let out a silent sigh.

'Damn Onizuka, you need to be more careful…'

"So," she inquisitively began with a tidbit of curiosity, "Where were you going to run off to anyways?"

"Well I was going to have a drink with this friend of mine."

"Who?"

"With my buddy Ryuji."

"Great! I'll accompany you."

"I don't think that would be such a great idea…" he looked doubtful. If anyone caught them together, he would never hear the end of it from Vice-Principal Uchiyamada.

He can just recall something similar happening before at the tip of his brain.

Urumi's index finger traced her lips precariously, "I suddenly feel like slipping a little dirty secret out to Uchiyamada…"

Onizuka stiffened in attention. "Come on now Urumi," he tried to appeased her with soft words, "I thought you had given up your old ways and started anew. What happened to ending your delinquent ways?"

"You told me you liked me just the way I am remember?" and he choked, "But-"

"If you wish to blame someone, you can only blame yourself!" Urumi cut him off again sticking out her tongue, a smirk on her cute face.

He sighed in resignation. "Fine, you can come…" he muttered beneath his breath. He would pick lesser of two evils. Though looking at the glitter in her eyes, he could see the devil laughing at him.

"You made the right choice, teacher."

"ONIZUKA!" a yell shouted travelled through the hallways, "You turned the water brown didn't you! I'll have you fired! You hear me! FIRED!"

Onizuka flinched at the voice.

'I thought I covered my tracks!' Onizuka groaned.

It just so happened that Principal Uchiyamada had finely concluded who the culprit was for his latest escapade. But then again, he might be saved from a fate worst than death by the very same grouchy old man.

Rounding the corner and entering the classroom he was about to continue reprimanding him, but stopped himself at the sight of the condescending glare of Urumi's luminous gaze.

"M-miss Kanzaki, please leave while I have a word with Onizuka." He really tried to put up a strong front, but to be fearless in the face of adversity.

"But he was just helping me with something. I'm sorry… But I need to burrow him for the rest of today." And she played the part, particularly the character of one who wishes to mislead. Playing with strands of her hair, she twirled this way and that.

"Him? Help you?" He babbled in disbelieve.

"Yes, only Onizuka can help me with this. I require his…" she left hanging, pupils diverting back to the subject spoken of, "unique expertise which only he can provide."

Onizuka gulped, and made hand signs to the Principal to bail him out. Even though they hated each other guts, which is putting it lightly, Uchiyamada would not wish this upon his worst enemy.

"Maybe you can seek his help another time." Uchiyamada tried to reason with her.

"Hmm… You know, Vice-Principal, there has been a trend for you so far. It would be a shame if your brand new white Cresta were to fall to harm… most unfortunate it would be, wouldn't you say so?" Her eyes seemed to glow a bit more at the thought, and the keen person referred to picked it up.

"A-A-Are you threatening m-me?" he stuttered.

"I am merely stating a fact. Nothing more, Vice-Principal, and nothing less."

He didn't like the look she was giving him.

"I suddenly remembered that I need to go early today to buy groceries. We'll continue this talk tomorrow Onizuka."

Uchiyamada was gone in a flash.

Onizuka felt the world had suddenly turned grim. Urumi's eyes had not left his the whole time, even though she was facing the corridor where the vice-Principal had left. Her features were still as sharp and condescending as it was a minute ago.

"It is unfortunate that the Vice-Principal has left so quickly." She took a step forward, while Onizuka took one cautious step back, "Unfortunate that I have caught you conspiring with him to escape."

Another step, was followed by another until Onizuka was cornered to the wall. He could feel her soft breath trickle down his neck.

"But it is much more unfortunate for you-" she turned to face him, "if it should happen again…" Her words lingered, displaying depth for emphasis. Then she smiled, eyes closed.

"We'll have a pleasant time, won't we Onizuka?"

"Of-of course!"

With a victorious smile plastered on her smooth features, she made her exit.

'Urumi one! Onizuka, Zero!'

Onizuka slumped against the wall.

'Man, what did I get myself into?'

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And really, he should have been smarter. Him accompanied by Urumi spelled DISASTER with a capital D.

Onizuka and Urumi left soon after. Rounding a corner of a street, they met up with Ryuji.

"Hey Onizuka!"

"Yo Ryuji!" Onizuka waved back at him.

"You got that cash you owe me?"

"Come on, is that the first you say to your best pal?" he seemed stricken.

"Which doesn't defeat the fact that you owe me money."

Onizuka sighed. That was when Ryuji noticed the other person standing next to Onizuka. He gave a whistle.

"Hey Onizuka, who's the chick?"

"Oh, that's Urumi."

"Pleased to meet you, Ryuji."

"She has manners too, which you don't Onizuka."

"She's also kind of book smart." He added dripping with sarcasm. Kind of is being put lightly.

"This seems like a match made in heaven. Your brawn is now complimented with her brain. She'll prevent you from doing stupid things." Ryuji laughed.

"Finally got yourself with a girl?"

"He definitely has." Urumi added her input. Onizuka just slapped his head in despair.

That's when Ryuji took a good look at her. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something was wrong with this picture. He then noticed she was wearing a school uniform.

"Onizuka, she looks a bit on the young side. She's what? 19?"

"Actually, 16." She corrected.

"Say WHAT!"

He gave another sigh as he leaned back on his chair in his classroom. It all went downhill from there. That was a few days ago, but it was fresh on his mind. The past few days had been Hell on Earth, but it had been fun. There was something in Urumi's personality that invigorated him, even though he ended up losing every battle they had. His brawn was definitely no match for her brain. Travelling along memory lane, he then noticed something missing. Sort of like the feeling one gets when a child loses a tooth, and runs their tongue through it, trying to figure out what's missing.

'Kind of think of it, Fuyutsuki has been missing for a while now… I wonder where she is?"

He was broken out of his reverie by a sudden weight plopping itself upon his lap.

"Morning Onizuka." She gave him a marshmellow smile. Then frowned when it lacked the desired effect. Observing his continence, she found him thinking.

'I never thought he could think…' she giggled, then straightened her blouse.

"You look deep in thought. What's on your mind?"

"Have you noticed the absence of Fuyutsuki?" he asked, hoping a third person could shed some light for his dilemma.

She took but a moment to ponder.

"Kind of think of it, I haven't seen her around."

"It's strange she would just up and about leave."

"Yes," she concluded, "It does seem strange as you put it."

"I'll go check on her later today." He finished, "You want to tag along?"

"Sure." She answered expectantly, then hopped off of him.

"But now, you got class to teach, Teach." And she strode off to her desk. Onizuka shook his head at her antics, smiling.

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