Red, Black, and Dazzling White

by Cosmic Sky

It could be said they were at the end, but it really didn't feel that way. After everything Akira and Sadayo had been through, a physical separation didn't seem like something they couldn't handle. Before that came though, maybe they could have one evening to themselves; luckily there was a day for that. Another day for love, another day for them to be two people in love and happy.

Hey, everyone. March has certainly been quite an eventful month, huh? It's been on my mind that it's been years since I've done a Joker/Kawakami lemon and I decided this year I'll remedy that. My original aim was for Valentine's Day, but I fell short of that. Luckily, the Royal included White Day and that gave me something to go on. This will be my second Joker/Kawakami story set in the Royal's continuity so there's the setup. As usual, this story is set with the same background and headcanons as my previous stories. I hope you enjoy!

I do not own anything.

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Red, Black, and Dazzling White

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"Hey, you okay?"

Giving his feline companion a sad smile, Akira answered, "Sorta. Kind of half-way between being happy and sad. Kind of amazing what that cane feel like, and that I haven't entirely gotten used to it."

Jumping up to his side, the blue-eyed feline sat down beside him. "Well, I think I can kind of understand. I've been there myself, but this…this is hitting me pretty hard too. As far as I'm concerned, this place is home."

Akira laughed. "I know how you feel. It's crazy to think that this dusty old place really has become home." Just as his eyes glimmered with affection, they became overwritten with sorrow. "But…there's another room that I can call home. A room in a nice house that have two other people in it, people that love me and who really want me back." Getting up, Akira swung his legs over the edge of the bed and hunched over. Aside from lying on his backside, it was his "thinking" pose. He looked down at Morgana. "I really don't want to choose between either of them, but…this is something that's a little out of my hands."

"…You could just…tell your parents you want to stay." The talkative cat offered.

"I could…but…I want to see my parents again. They want to see me again. I miss Meguro, even though I was practically chased out of town." There was a short laugh from the black-haired teenager. "Can you imagine that? Missing the place that basically kicked you out?"

"Hey, stranger things have happened. Besides, the heart's a complicated thing. What's really pulling you back though is your parents. They really love you and miss you. They're the people you really want to go back and see."

"Quite perspective for a not-cat." Akira jokingly stated. His pet stuck his head out with a proud smirk on his face. "Well, you're dead right. It's them that I really want to go back and see. Everyone else…" His eyes grew dark. Faces and names flashed through his mind like leaves carried by the wind. If he could, Akira would reach out and crush several of them; others would he simply let pass on. He supposed that could be taken as a sign of progress. When he first came to Tokyo, he would have simply crushed them all. "I guess that's what time does, at least when it's helpful instead of hurtful."

Morgana went quiet at the statement. He could understand what the human teenager was getting at. Pain and time could be interconnected, sometimes in good ways and other times in bad ways. Time healed all wounds, yet at the same time it could simply make the wound fester like salt. The cat had experienced both, just like any other human being would. Morgana liked to think of the experience as one of the things that defined him as a living creature. He may not have been human, but he was alive, and he was grateful enough for that.

He was also grateful that he'd survived long enough to reach this point, and see what lay beyond it. The same went for Akira, but Morgana could see that his owner and former protégé was at a very perplexing crossroad. His past and present were on the verge of intersecting and determining his future.

Again, the fact that the situation at hand could be called that was a stark contrast to where Akira had been almost one year before.

"Look, I'm going to be blunt in saying this, more so for your sake. As a result of this, you probably won't have much of a future to speak of. Not in this country because that man, Masayoshi Shido, he's one of the most powerful men in the whole country. Not to mention vindictive. This assault accusation is going to stick with you for likely the rest of your life, Akira. If you want people to look past it, you're going to have to work at it, and I mean work."

That wasn't exactly the advice that he or his parents wanted to hear. No parent would want to hear that. Akira looked up seeing himself from almost a year ago-standing there with a look of silent shock and quiet resignation on his face. His life was more or less over, that's what he'd been told. Even if Otani had tried to give him a slight ray of hope, it was so dim it might not have been there.

Still, he had been right in his last part of his statement-he did have to work to get past to look past the assault accusation. It had indeed bee a fierce, uphill (mountain actually) climb that Akira had sweat and bleed during. But it had been worth it.

His hand rose and gently closed around the gold necklace that hung around his neck. "Sadayo," Akira whispered.

"Ah, so we get to the big reason why you wanna stay here in Tokyo." Morgana commented in a leering voice. Akira looked back at the feline with a smirk, one matched by the cheeky grin that Morgana wore. "You know, I honestly wonder how your folks would react if you told them there was a girl involved in you wanting to stay."

"They might be able to figure it out. Both of my parents are pretty sharp." The seventeen-year-old said. "I don't think they'd be surprised. From time to time, they'd ask me if I'd met anyone here in Tokyo. Hehehe, it's not like I could tell them the truth. Not…not yet anyway."

"Yeah, you could say that." Morgana had seen the signs maybe a week or so before Akira led the Phantom Thieves to confront the Takases. While he hadn't seen every aspect of his and Sadayo Kawakami's relationship, he'd seen enough to recognize the signs. His protégé was falling in love with his maid and teacher. Such a forbidden romance actually appealed to him in a way, even though he knew it would make things even more complicated. Ultimately though, he'd accepted Akira's choice as it was his life. Morgana doubted that his owner's parents would be as willing as he had been, or Sojiro. "If you want to stay together with her, you're going to have to tell them one day."

"I know I will. It's just…I don't think there's a 'right' way to tell your parents that you're dating your teacher, who also happened to be your personal maid." Akira declared with a thick sigh. He was used to envisioning scenarios in his head, trying them out to get as close to real life as possible. Sometimes though, he knew you simply had to wing it. Was his love life and his girlfriend's future something to do that with? How they'd even arrived at this point was by her choosing to take a chance and accepting his feelings, which he'd impulsively confessed in the heat of the moment. "At the very least it'll go over better after they've had me back for a couple of months and I've…told them a little more."

"When you say a little more, is that including me?" The formerly humanoid cat questioned in a cheeky voice.

Laughing, Akira sat up and crossed his legs. "Maybe, maybe not. A month or so of them thinking you're a normal cat shouldn't be too hard, right." His companion made a mock hissing sound then turned his head about. Laughing, Akira reached over and scratched him behind the ears. Though he tried to hide it, Morgana clearly enjoyed it. "I'm thinking we…work our way up to that part. I think a talking cat is probably going to be more plausible and easily acceptable for them."

"You know, it says a lot when something like a talking cat is the least absurd thing you can tell them." Morgana mused with a slight wonder in his voice. "Heh, then again…they can't exactly hear me talking. Only Persona-users and those who've been to the Metaverse can do that."

"No, but once you get a pen in your mouth it'll be an entirely different story."

"Yep, just like with Sadayo, though hopefully neither of your parents will start strangling me and demanding I tell them if I ever peeked on them." The black-haired teenager howled with laughter at the memory, much to Morgana's chagrin. That had been one unexpected but…eventful afternoon. It was probably inevitable that once they entered into a relationship after she figured out he was a Phantom Thief his existence would come up. She'd certainly made a spectacle out of learning he could talk, though that was to be expected. "Speaking of her…I guess you two are…back to normal after Valentine's Day?"

Akira was quiet for a minute, but the blush on his face was quite telling. It was Morgana's turn to snicker in amusement.

Scratching the back of his head, the teenager's lips curved into a heartfelt smile. "Yeah, we…we had a good time. The thing is, I don't want to be our last time, at least…not while I'm here in Tokyo."

"Well…why not do something else with her? You've still got little more than a week before you go back home." A short glance around the room indicated that. Akira had already begun packing, even as he quietly fiddled with the idea of staying. The truth was he was going back home, a part of him wanted to go back home. Just as big a part of him wanted to stay in Tokyo with the found family he had, and the woman he loved.

Suddenly, his eyebrows rose. In a second he was on his feet and looking at the pinned up calendar he had on the right side wall. His finger dragged itself across the current day, the moved down to the next week.

"White Day." He said almost in a trance.

Morgana's ears twitched. "White Day? Isn't that like the opposite holiday of Valentine's Day or something?"

"Pretty much. Say a girl gave a guy a gift on Valentine's Day, on White Day it'll be the guy who does the gift giving." Akira paused, the gears in his head turning as they always did when a plan started coming together. He could hear Morgana snickering behind him; he could already see it himself. "I really do owe her a gift…something special for everything I've put her through."

"Yeah, it would be the gentlemanly thing to do, wouldn't you say?" The supernatural cat remarked.

Akira turned back to look at him with a cocky smile. Anyone who looked at that smile would have felt a shiver go up their spine. "Yeah, it would, wouldn't it?"

Especially if they were a lady, a lady whose heart rested in Akira Kurusu's hands.

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March 13th, Late Night…

"Oh man, I've seriously got to stop doing this." Sadayo Kawakami muttered for what felt like the twentieth time. No matter how many times she told herself to buck up a little, her dramas still had a way of bringing her to tears. Which was a reason why she kept on coming back to them. It was an endless cycle that she supposed she'd never be able to break.

According to her boyfriend, it was perfectly fine if she never broke it.

"Ugh, I wonder what he'd think of me, sobbing over an ending like this. Then again, I wonder how he'd take the fact that Hana chose Hiroshi over Ayumu." Whenever there was romance I any fictional medium, there was shipping. Sadayo was no stranger to that, looking back she realized she'd subconsciously begun doing it back in junior high. Her freshmen year of high school she realized what she was doing, and that practically everyone else did so too. Shipping knew no bounds.

But there was a difference between watching love on a screen and experiencing it for yourself. The latter could be far more painful, and far more rewarding.

Stretching her arms up, she let out a short yawn. As the credits rolled, Sadayo concluded that maybe, just maybe it was time to call it a night. After all, she did have to go to work tomorrow. And as the preview for the next show played, she remembered what tomorrow was-March fourteenth.

"White Day." Sadayo murmured in clear surprise. "That's right, normally, it'd be Akira's turn." Settling back into the couch, she laid back and watched the next show begin to air, though her mind was actually elsewhere.

For the last couple of years, she'd spent White Day, and Valentine's Day, alone. She knew a handful of friends who'd found someone in the intermediate period between the two holidays, but not her. Oh no, she'd had her own troubles to deal with that prevented her from finding a boyfriend. For that matter, what boyfriend would have wanted her? Constantly working multiple jobs, depressed, grouchy, and with self-confidence bordering at zero. In simplest terms, she was unlovable.

Or at least she thought she had been until Akira came into her life.

"Jeez, you always end up popping into my mind? Then again, that's to be expected I guess-you're my boyfriend." As she spoke the words she fiddled with the golden band around her neck. There were so many surreal experiences to recount in the past months it was hard to pin-point the most astonishing. That said, Sadayo could recall them all in great detail, especially when they involved Akira…which was a good number of them. She never thought she'd spend a mostly happy afternoon on a Hawaiian beach with a boyfriend…who also happened to be her student.

As if the universe were answering to her, the opening scene showed a beach, the beaches of Kamakura. Sadayo felt an immediate sense of longing.

"Man, it would be nice if we could go there, maybe for spring break or summer." As soon as the words left her mouth, Sadayo felt a tingle run up her spine. For the first time in years, she had a spring break and summer to look forward to; the most she thought of doing was taking a break from multiple jobs and trying to make payments. Diving through her memories, Sadayo remembered she actually still had a good deal of money left over from working her multiple jobs…and so did Akira from his tenure as a Phantom Thief. "I wonder how much we've got saved up between the two of us. No doubt enough for a vacation in the spring and summer."

Once she began to get an inkling of how much money her boyfriend had accumulated, the first thing Sadayo thought about was college. She loved him, but it was the teacher in her, and maybe the sense of responsibility she had. The last thing she wanted was for Akira to either waste every cent on her or for him to go out and waste it all on fun and games. As she got to know him more and more, she realized the latter had a lesser chance of happening. Akira himself was self-aware and told her that her thinking was the sort he'd expect to hear from his parents, and he agreed with it. She remembered how her cheeks had flushed pink as she stared at him; being the person he was, he took note of that and made a smooth remark to her. The next five minutes were spent trying to get the blush to go away, but thanks to his snickering it just wouldn't. Oh, and him wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her close as they walked through the streets.

She was going to miss that, a lot. There were a lot of things about being with her boyfriend she was going to miss. Even if they weren't breaking up and moving to a long-distance relationship, the lack of his physical presence was still going to be tough to handle. She'd never had a long-distance relationship before, but then again, she never had a relationship quite like what she had with Akira.

Clasping her hands around the ring, she once again reaffirmed that she had faith. Akira had faith too.

"Geez, this is real life, not one of those dramas." Sadayo repeated for the umpteenth time she was sure. The second bit of the statement immediately followed. "Then again, our relationship isn't exactly normal. It'd definitely make for a good show, I'm sure it'll get people talking." Having seen her fair share of dramas, including Korean, Chinese, and a few American and British shows, Sadayo knew there were a wide range of love stories that could be told. Love could bloom in a multitude of ways for different kind of people, especially the most unlikely ones. An age gap? Teacher and student?

Unfortunately, being the latter meant they'd have school cutting into their couples time. That went for tomorrow.

Letting out a heavy sigh, Sadayo tried to imagine how the day would go and if they'd be able to squeeze in enough time to see each other. Spring was officially just around the corner, and with it were graduation and entrance ceremonies. In April it'll have been one year since Kamoshida's reign of terror ended, yet Shujin was still recovering; horrible messes like that took years to move on from, especially when they lasted for years.

"To be honest, I'm…hopefully for Shujin."

"Really? Care to explain why? And don't hold back on my account."

"Heh, you're a reason why I'm hopeful, Kawakami-sensei. Because it has teachers like you, I think there's hope for the school getting its reputation back. I'm not going to be optimistic and say the future's looking like a summer day…but I will say that there's a ray of light in the clouds. The one who made it shine through is you, Sadayo, and people like you."

"Gah! Why? Why, why, why do you have to say corny things like that! And how come you can make it sound so…so…gah!"

"Hehehe, it's part of my charm, which you love."

"Uh-huh. Riiight."

"I can prove it again if you want."

"Alright, alright! Fine! Seriously though, that's…kind of inspirational to hear. You're not just saying it because you're my boyfriend, you're…saying it because you actually believe in me. That's really reassuring, ya' know."

"You aren't always going to have people to believe in you, but from time to time, you'll have a few, at least one person if you're lucky. Teachers are supposed to do that for their students, sometimes though…the teachers need that from their students."

"Even if…they haven't done anything to deserve that support."

"They try, like you, like a few other teachers have. After all, you guys fought like hell for me, even though I'm still the pariah to eighty-percent of the school."

"Hmmm, by this point, I'd say it's maybe more like seventy-four-percent."

"Woah, That's pretty impressive, thanks."

Whenever she thought about Akira, she felt his absence hit her all the more, even at times like now. How was she going to react when he actually left and they were physically separated by hundreds of miles?

"Simple, we'll make do, just like we always have and just like we promised each other." The language arts teacher declared in response to her inner musings. She could lie back on the couch until midnight (which she had done sometimes) and still arrive at the same answer. Sadayo knew it was the right answer. "I'll figure something out for him tomorrow. Even if it's only for an hour, we can make time."

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The next day, Shujin Academy, noon…

"I'll be seeing you tomorrow, Kawakami-san, take care tonight!"

"You too, Hinoi-san, and good luck on your date!" The brunette responded with a wave. It was the third of her colleagues to stop by on the way out to see her. Mere minutes ago, two of her students had stopped by to bid her farewell too, they were the tenth and eleventh ones respectively.

Peaceful silence filled her classroom, just as it had for the last ten minutes. Eleven minutes before she'd had five students seated in the front row for tutoring. In spite of the quiet atmosphere, Sadayo had internally been abuzz with excitement. This sort of thing was what she got into teaching-to help students. Over the past five months, she'd been able to get back to doing that, in spades.

It was often said that the atmosphere around Shujin had gradually changed; Sadayo agreed with that as she'd felt the change herself. Gradual, starting from late last spring and now continuing on almost a year later. Darkness still lurked around their school, but pockets of light had shined through.

Sadayo hunched forward feeling a desire to go see the person who'd made this possible. It was already close to five o'clock. By now about half of the couples at Shujin were out enjoying White Day together; that included her colleagues like Hinoi.

Looking down at the collection of graded papers and lesson plans she wondered why she wasn't among them, and where her boyfriend was.

"Yeah, the truth is I actually have some places to be immediately after school, so…"

"Hey, it's fine. Truth is I'm probably going to have to stay an hour or two afterward. It's still a school day."

"So was Valentine's Day. Then again, I've noticed a whole lot less people being lovey-dovey. Probably waiting until after school for that."

"Possibly…which means that people just want their privacy, not that I can blame them."

"We've got some privacy of our own right now."

Sadayo felt her entire face, especially her lips, burn. They had rules at school, yet they more often than not skirted around those self-imposed rules, even bending them. Given the occasion of the day, it was no surprise that they'd decided to do exactly that. She sometimes genuinely wondered how in the hell they'd avoided going…too far. Personally, Sadayo sometimes blamed Akira, but she knew she bore some of the brunt. He'd been right when he'd accused her of getting a thrill out of getting intimate at school. Oh, she got a thrill out of it.

Ring! Ring!

Fighting back the redness in her cheeks, Sadayo checked the name on her phone, her eyes widening in surprise. "D-D-Dad?"

"Glad to see that you still remember me." Came his chuckling voice. Listening closely to the background noise, she deduced that he must have stepped outside. Both of them shared a quick bout of laughter. "I'm calling to check up on you, honey. How's the day been for you so far?"

"Oh, you know, same old same old, which I'm grateful for." The brunette laughed back.

"I'm hoping that doesn't mean that you're still single."

"Come on, dad!"

"Hey, you should have seen it coming with calling you on a day like today." The car mechanic jokingly defended. "Seriously though, how have you been doing? Are things still improving at Shujin?"

"Yep, little by little. I'm tutoring a couple more students day by day. As for the tennis day, well…I've made a little bit of progress there."

"Ah, that's great to hear. Your mother and I were hoping that if we stopped by Tokyo, we might be able to catch a game or two."

"That sounds gre-wait, what!? Dad, are you and mom seriously thinking of coming down to Tokyo!"

"Why do you sound so suppressed? We've been thinking about it ever since February." Her father nonchalantly explained. "Sadayo, do you not want us to come down to see you?"

Had he asked that question one year ago, Sadayo would have said no, which would have been cover for a blistering hell no. She was overstressed, overworked, and on walking a fine line on which the other side lay a job occupation that would have left her parents screaming in horror. Sadayo would have done everything in her power to keep her parents from coming while trying to not sound so desperate.

However, that was almost one year ago. As for now…things were quite different.

"If you two want to…I wouldn't mind it. Actually, I'd love to show you both around Tokyo to be honest." She said in a soothing voice.

From it, she could practically sense the relaxing of her father's body and soul. He'd fully been expecting a denial of the suggestion, but her answer had apparently came as a pleasant surprise to him. "Ah, I'll let your mom know. We've talked about it and decided it'd be best to run it by you first. The last thing we want is to intrude on you and the life you've built in the big city."

More like the life I've rebuilt. The high school teacher mentally mused. One day, she'd explain it to her parents, but it probably wouldn't be on this possible visit. Not unless they picked up on any clues and pressed her about it. "Tokyo's got a lot of interesting things to show you, and I think I'd be a good enough tour guide."

"Hah! It's not like we'd want anyone else. As you know, it'd be my first time going there so I'd definitely need your help."

"Mom's been here before." Sadayo chirped.

"Only for a short visit, and even she tells me that she'd need your help just as much as I would." The car mechanic laughed back. "Sadayo,"

"Let me guess, you both want to know if I'll be the only tour guide you two will have." She didn't try to hide the ring of mockery in her voice. In response to it, all her dad did was chuckle. As expected, she had him figured out; it wasn't that hard given all the clues he was dropping. "Well, it's…sorta…complicated. I mean, I've…" Sadayo was glad it wasn't a facetime call otherwise her dad would have seen her blushing cheeks, and he'd have know she had someone on the mind.

"Just tell me, is he a decent guy?" His soothing voice sounded.

"Yeah, dad, he is. He's…absolutely amazing." The truth just tumbled out of her. Sadayo didn't regret saying it once she realized that she did. She may not have been able to tell her parents the truth, but at least she could give them an idea of what sort of man her boyfriend was; underaged or not, Akira was…an incredible man. He was a good man.

"Hmm, that's reassuring. Does he know that you've got feelings for him?"

"Oh yeah, he knows. It's just we're…he's…going away for a little bit, it's making us move to a long distance relationship."

"Ah, well, sorry to hear that, honey. From the sounds of things, you've both decided to stay together and make it work. I'm happy to hear that, and it makes me pretty eager to meet him."

"Be a little patient, dad." Sadayo laughed.

"I'll try, and so will your mom. She really wants to see you. Hell, don't be surprised if she calls you later on tonight." Sadayo caught the either intentional or unintentional phrasing of his words. "Later on" were the words that made her cheeks tur a light shade of pink. "Until then, take care and hopefully we'll be able to talk in a little bit."

"Yeah, thanks for calling dad. Say hi to mom for me." The call ended and Sadayo leaned back in her chair, feeling relaxed and invigorated by the short but loving talk. "An amazing guy," she repeated.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Huh, speak of the…devil." Swiping her finger across the screen, she held the phone to her ear. "Hey,"

"How's after school treating you?" Came the casual but affectionate voice of her boyfriend.

"Oh, you know, peaceful and quiet. Saying goodbye to students and colleagues, some of whom are going out to enjoy the night." Sadayo answered.

"Hmm, how's about joining them?" Akira asked. "If you aren't too busy, could you come down to Shinagawa?"

"Shinagawa? Now? That's where you are?" She immediately knew that he was asking her for a date-that he planned a White Day date for them. "You want me to come down there now? K-K-Kind of sudden, don't you think?"

"I'd appreciate it." He affirmed.

She had a feeling that he already knew she was going to say yes. Sadayo knew she was going to say yes and every second she spent not doing so was just delaying the inevitable. "Luckily, I'm almost done with work so I can make the trip. Once I'm done I'll head right on over."

"Great! I'll be waiting for you at the aquarium!"

As the call ended, Sadayo laughed. He'd started the call sounding cool and calm, yet once she agreed to meet him, he let all of his joy out. One minute he was adult-like, and the next he had all the excitement of a little kid. Not that Sadayo was much better as she could feel that same excitement bubbling up within her.

"Here you are blessing me again, or rather beating me to the punch in a way." The brunette teacher giggled. "I guess I won't need to worry about stopping by at Leblanc just before closing." That had been her original plan, though it looked like it was going to be superfluous. "Akira, looks like you weren't willing to let even this day slip by us."

If there was one thing that she knew about Akira, it was that he held on tight to the things he loved. Sadayo couldn't find the words to describe how blessed she felt that she was one of those things, those people.

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Shinagawa, 5:55 PM…

In the time they'd been together since last June, they'd been on close to twenty dates at least. She bittersweetly noted that if Akira could stay until the summer, then they would have been together for one year.

They would be together for a year when late June rolled around; after all, they planned on making the relationship work over a long distance. If she was lucky, maybe he could swing by the summer so they could celebrate a belated one-year anniversary. Those thoughts were momentary as she laid eyes on the familiar messy mass of black hair waiting for her at the gate.

Her cheeks blushing red, she hurried forward and pecked him on the cheek.

"It feels like such a long time ago when I was the one doing that was a way of saying hello." The seventeen-year-old grinned.

"Maybe you're just rubbing off on me." Replied the adult woman. A blush remained on her cheeks as she pulled away; glancing at Akira's happy smile seemingly fed it. Glancing down, she reached forward and clapped her hands around his right hand. Sadayo felt an immediate surge of warmth greater than anything the weather could produce. "T-T-Thanks for calling me, and…thinking of me."

"Hmm, White Day may not be Valentine's Day, but it's still a couple's day. I count myself lucky that I've got an incredibly awesome woman as my girlfriend." Akira said without missing a beat.

As always, his boastful yet encouraging and loving words got a laugh out of her. A laugh and a thicker blush. "I…um, I was gonna stop by Leblanc later on tonight. Probably around closing time so it could just be the…two of us." The confession sounded a lot better in her head, which she kept ducked low. Having finally said the words, Sadayo felt like she was giving Akira the impression that he was an afterthought.

Mustering the courage, she looked up at him as they entered the aquarium. Their faces were awash in the blue tint of the glass that surrounded them. With the glow of the aquarium behind him, Akira's smile stood out more so than it usually did. Just like, well, always, she found nothing but love and comfort in his face.

"I'm happy to hear that, Sadayo. To be honest, I was thinking of maybe closing up earlier and trying to see you if things didn't pan out. Hehehe, seems like we were both thinking the same thing, huh?" Akira stated.

Suddenly, Sadayo felt relaxed and liberated. These feelings had become common when she was around her boyfriend-he was the source of them. "Yeah, we were." She affirmed with a smile. Her focus turned to the myriad of sea life that surrounded them. "You know, this is my first time coming here, or at least the first time that I've stopped by in a while. I almost forgot how colorful all these little guys could be." A blurry image of herself was reflected in the glass, but through it she saw the dozens of dish spending their time doing what they always did-swimming. "You once told me you learned how to swim when you were six. What was that like?"

"A little bit of fun and a little bit of me trying to keep up with the other kids. Since Meguro's a fishing town, it's kind of to be expected most kids born there learn how to swim. It's not a requirement, but it's just something that's generally expected. A lot of kids meet each other through swim classes, that's how I met a few of my old friends. Of course, every once in a while, there's someone who's got flippers and gills instead of legs."

"You mentioned one of the older kids, Seij Komo…Komo…Komogawa, right?"

"Yep. By the time I was in elementary school, he was in junior high, and a rising swim star. He helped tutor me and a couple of other kids." With his free left hand, Akira racked his hair, a look of mock annoyance on his face. "All the girls had a crush on him, including a few girls I had crushes on."

Sadayo couldn't help but laugh. In fact, laughter was so simple a description, she practically doubled over. Her boyfriend didn't seem surprise by the reaction. Akira instead smirked and let her get her kicks in. He was well aware of his nigh unbreakable smoothness and charm around her. Obviously, he didn't always have it; he certainly didn't have it as a little kid trying to learn how to swim for the first time.

In the back of his mind, he prayed his mom had forgotten where those pictures were stored. Baby pictures? Those were inevitable, but he could do what he could to prevent his girlfriend from seeing the other embarrassing childhood photos. For a little while anyway.

"Anyways, a couple of kids, me included, got a little irked by all the attention and tried to compete with me." Akira leaned his head back and let out a relaxed sigh. "None of us, not even yours truly ever succeeded, though trying to do so helped us learn how to swim better. Sei-san encouraged us and I like to think the encouragement helped out. Some kids chose to pursue swimming like him…up until a point."

Sadayo combed her memory for the rest of the details of that afternoon in Hawaii. "Instead of becoming a professional swimmer, he joined the navy, right?"

"Yeah. It was a decision that caught a couple of people by surprise, but not some of the vets living in town. Rumor was that he'd talked to some of them and he'd decided to enlist." Stopping to stare at a passing sea turtle. As per the tunnel's design, it almost felt like they were deep underwater, witnessing the ocean's vibrance with their own eyes. "You know, sometimes I…think about what he might have gone through, what might have led him to making that decision."

"That decision to serve people, the greater good." His girlfriend clarified.

Akira nodded, then placed his hand against the glass. By sheer chance that sea turtle took notice. He smiled at it while the creature titled its head in momentary curiosity before continuing on its way. "I don't know if we had the same thoughts, I mean his path has likely been way different from mine."

"That's an understatement." Sadayo momentarily giggled. "Still, you both…sorta arrived at the same place, you both have that same drive to make the world around you a better place. Either by protecting it…or whatever you choose to do, Akira."

She knew he wasn't going to join the military, and Akira certainly knew it. He knew structure and order needed to exist on some level, but he didn't want to be suffocated by it. Not to mention the last thing the black-haired teen wanted was constantly looking over his shoulder or being used a political pawn by his superiors or the government at large.

"I'm still trying to figure it out…but I like to think maybe I'm narrowing down my options." He finally said after a minute of gazing into her eyes.

Though she tried to make it seem like an annoyed sigh, Sadayo's eyes glistened with too much affection. She further revealed her true feelings by reaching forward and caressing his cheek. "I'll be there supporting you with whatever choice you make. Just…make it productive." The brunette added.

"Come on, you know me," Suddenly, the teenager leaned in. The tip of his nose brushed up against the teacher's dark brown curls. "Becky."

A shiver immediately raced through Sadayo's body and her cheeks were enflamed. She backed away with her whole face looking like a tomato. Akira leaned back, just barely able to contain his laughter.

"Sorry! I just couldn't help myself!" He meagerly defended.

"Un-Un-Unbelievable!" She huffed. It was a front though as her body was still tingling in…excitement. It wasn't just his use of her nickname, it was the proximity to her in which he said it. Even as she tried to walk ahead and clear her heard, Sadayo could feel her heart racing. It was crying out for a return to that proximity. Flickering her eyes to her right, she saw Akira right beside her, a sheepish smile on his face. "J-J-Just remember what I said about your career path being something productive." He nodded, taking her words as a sign of things going back to normal. "And make sure it's something you're happy doing." Sadayo quickly added.

"Got it." Akira quietly but happily replied.

It was no use trying to stay angry at him, so Sadayo gave up on it entirely. Slightly turning to him, she gave him a small but affectionate smile. Akira's own smile was practically ear-to-ear. Walking beside her, he quietly entangled his hand with hers; without a moment's hesitation Sadayo affectionately squeezed it.

"I don't usually go to places like this, but it's kind of nice now that I'm experiencing it. Seems a little strange, doesn't it?" She asked staring not at him but at the oceanic life that lay behind the glass.

"You've always been busy, so I can't say that's not too strange. Personally though, I've always felt like water has a relaxing sort of effect. Aquariums can be pretty chill places, and that's a reason why I like them." Akira said. "Sure, they may not compare to the real ocean, but at least you don't have to go searching out way deep to catch a glimpse of a sea turtle, a manta ray, or a couple of sharks. Oh, and not have to worry about the latter taking a bite out of you."

"Hehehe, no thanks to that. I get enough bites taken out of me at work." Sadayo fired back. "Sometimes I feel like I can sympathize with the chum getting thrown in the tank just to be gobbled up." Seconds after saying the words, she felt a familiar presence around her waist. She knew what came next, the tender massaging of her body by the man she loved. His soft touch made her cheeks blush red again. "S-Sorry about that. You were trying to comfort me then I went and made it something negative."

"Don't worry about it." Akira comforted. "If the job ever gets too stress…maybe you can come out here and unwind."

"I think you're right. Just looking at all of them…I can actually feel myself unwinding bit by bit. It's even a little different from fishing, just me standing by and watching. Hehehe, not to mention some fish doesn't get reeled in by yours truly."

"You know, maybe some fish would consider it an honor to be reeled in by the legendary Master Kawakami."

Both of them broke into light-hearted laughter. Sadayo gently ribbed her boyfriend in the side, yet their laughter continued unimpeded.

"Personally…I'd consider spending a day with…Master Akira to be better. It's quality time that's to be cherished, and that's exactly what I'm going to do." Now it was his turn to blush. His eyes widened just a bit in surprise at her use of her pet name for him, and one of her more…amorous ones at that. The fact that her own cheeks were blushing like his made the statement all the sweeter. Unable to help himself, Akira leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"Whenever I'm in town, we can come here any time you want." He declared.

"Oooh, you're so unfair, you know that! Saying such smooth lines like that like it's nothing!" She mockingly pouted. The twinkle in her eyes revealed that she was taking his consideration to heart though. "I'm the adult here, but as usual, you're taking the lead. I can't really say I hate it because…you're you, Akira."

"I just try to be the man worth enough for you to take a chance on…and stay with."

The words were plain, but Sadayo sensed something beyond them. She looked into his eyes and saw a bit of truth that hadn't exactly been hidden from her, but not aired out. As they walked, she gently rubbed her fingers against his hand. "You don't have to keep on trying to make up for things in the past, Akira." Looking at her, he let his walls fall and revealed the inner turmoil that still nagged at him. "We're in the here and now, and we have a tomorrow because of you. I can see on your face that you want to spend the latter with me, no matter how long we have to wait. To me…that's enough to say that you're the one. You're my…you're my one and only."

"Sadayo," Akira whispered. The next thing he knew, both of her arms were wrapped around him, her face buried in the crux of his neck. He silently returned the embrace, wrapping both arms around her.

"You think of me so much, even with everything you're going through. I've never had a boyfriend like that. A girl can only dream of someone like that, but…it's a struggle to meet them, and sometimes realize who they are. Can't believe that for me, it'd be one of my…students." The last part was of course said in a whisper, but the sentiment never changed. Her boyfriend's arms tightened around her, pulling her deeper into the warm sanctuary he always provided for her. Sadayo once again wondered how she was going to get by without his physical presence.

Second by second, minute by minute, she remembered that she'd always have his spirit with her. Even when he left, this warmth would linger on, giving her comfort and strength.

Sadayo was inwardly surprise that she cared so little about someone either of them knew potentially spotting them. Though she loved Akira, she'd always been so extremely cautious about being spotted. Oddly enough, that caution was still there, yet her adherence to it had wanned over the last couple of months. Had it been because of everything they'd been through? That their luck had held out?

Frankly, she didn't know and she didn't care, she was happy, and that was all that mattered. Or almost all that mattered.

Pulling away from him, she nervously bounced on her feet. "Alright…that was…well, this has definitely been a great couple's moment for us, huh?"

"It is what I was aiming for." The black-haired teenager laughed.

"You hit the mark, Akira." Sadayo giggled. "So, how's a out a bite to eat before we head back home?"

His eyes flashed like silver. "Great! I have a reservation set for us!"

"What? Reservation? Uh, I…I guess I should have seen that one coming. You always seem to be on top of things."

"For the things and people that matter to me, always." He said with no small hint of pride in his voice.

Sadayo could needle him on it, but she knew it was rather warranted, and she was more than a little grateful for it. "Alright then, lead me onto dinner, Master."

---

Sky Tower, 7:39 PM…

Akira had gotten used to stunned silences. When he came to Tokyo, practically everyone had assumptions about him, very few of them positive. He'd learned to take glee in proving them wrong in one way or another. Time passed and things changed though. He didn't just want to prove people wrong about him, he wanted to make people happy, people who didn't think they deserved happiness.

That urge was especially strong with Sadayo Kawakami.

"So, you really reserved this place for us, huh?" Try a she might, she couldn't hide just how smitten she was. She rarely could except on her absolute best days.

He shrugged and smiled. "I made the reservation a week in advice. It's something I thought about once I realized that White Day was still in my time window. I figured if you could make the time to, we could have dinner here."

She seemed to be in a limbo of awe and nervousness as she sat in her seat waiting for their food. "You never half-ass anything when you're serious…I've…always liked that about you."

Akira couldn't help but chuckle at her shy yet clearly star-struck voice. "If you're serious about it, then half-assing it isn't an option. That's a family motto."

"It's a good one." Sadayo admitted. "You even got me to believe in it."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure you always did, you just lost your way for a little bit." He said it with such an air of freedom that Sadayo couldn't help but stare. "It happens to everyone because life knocks you down sometimes." A pregnant pause ensued as he thought of how his own words applied to himself. They both knew just how deep they went.

"…You know, I'm going to have to stop telling myself you're just a kid. Sure, going by age standards, you are-"

"Only for another year." Akira chirped with a mischievous smile.

Laughing, she reached over and popped him on the nose. "Fair point. Anyways, whenever I try to think of you as a kid, I stop and realize if you really were on the inside…I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't be so…happy." Her cheeks had a raging fire within them, yet she kept her gaze locked on him. "I wouldn't be so happy with you, Akira. I wouldn't be so happy at the thought of you…"

"Coming back, sweeping you up in my arms and pelting your face with sweet kisses?" The leader of the Phantom Thieves finished.

Sadayo laughed, even as she hung her head in annoyance. "Geez, do you always have to say such cheesy lines? And how can you say them with such a straight face? It makes me feel…like a…like a…" She patiently waited for him to answer for her, but Akira seemed willing to let her finish her sentence. Albeit he did so with a smile that was practically force-feeding the fire in her cheeks. "Gah! You make me feel like a love-struck girl! I'm supposed to be the adult, but you're always making me feel like I've got butterflies in my stomach!"

"Like I told you way back in August, as your boyfriend, I consider that part of my job. The fact that I'm still able to do that proves I've been making you happy."

"And even when you say something as corny as that…I can tell that you mean it, and it reminds me that I'm a luck woman." Locking eyes with Akira made her heart race in familiar ways. Sadayo quickly lost herself I the warm gray eyes of her student-turned-lover. It was like she said, she couldn't keep seeing him as a kid, because he wasn't when she looked at him like this. He looked so much older, like a man. A man that was hers. The fluttering of her heart grew faster as she subconsciously realized she was leaning closer to him.

If Akira realized it, he didn't say anything. He just looked ready and accepting.

The moment their lips connected, Sadayo woke up from her little daze. Their kiss was brief, but Sadayo felt fireworks going off within her. She pulled back with crimson cheeks. For his part, Akira's had a slight pink tint to them.

"I-I-I, u-u-um, I-I-I gotta got to the bathroom for a quick second! I-I-I'll be right back!" She was already scooting up as she spoke.

"I'll be right here." Akira jokingly replied watching her leave. Once she was gone, the teenager leaned back in his chair and stared at the red curtain. By his estimate, by the time she got back, it would go up.

Quite a path you've walked on this rose-tinted road, eh? The amazing thing is though your stay in Tokyo is ending, this road will not. Now, you're sure of that, aren't you?

Glancing to the side, he could have sworn he saw the jagged smile of Raoul. "Crossing my fingers, though after everything I've been through…maybe I can take it as a certainty." He glanced down at the bag beside him. Sadayo seemingly hadn't suspected a thing when he ducked out for a minute then came back with it. Odds were she was still a little too awe-struck by the fact they were having dinner here at the Sky Tower. Akira knew he'd gotten lucky in scoring a reservation for White Day. If he'd been a day or two later and things would have been different.

A lot of things about his life would have been different if he hadn't came to Tokyo. Looking at the red curtain, he subconsciously touched his face. The feel of wet blood on his face, the sense of exhilaration and liberation that came with having ripped the mask off.

Now though, there were no more masks to rip off, no more Personas to summon and Metaverse to adventure through. He and his friends were in the real world, making life choices and making lives for themselves. In truth, they'd all been making those choices before, but now without the Metaverse the real world was where all their focus would be. There were no monsters to slay, except for those within them.

And the treasures they had to claim were the ones that really mattered, like the hearts of the people they loved.

"Was it…scary?"

"Probably the scariest thing I've ever done. When you give your heart to someone, Akira, you're giving them the biggest opportunity to hurt you in the worst way possible."

"Why do you do it, though?"

Because you love them, and you're trusting them not to do it, and if they do the same to you, that means they're giving you that same trust."

"So, don't hurt them?"

"No, make sure nothing can ever hurt them, and if something does…do everything in your power to heal that hurt."

Dad. Mom…I know this won't be easy to explain, but…I'm pretty sure that she's the one. She came back looking exactly the same as she before, yet Akira still felt his breath being taken away.

"Sorry about that! I just…needed minute to myself."

No sooner had she spoken did the lights above them darken. "Actually, you made it back just in time." Akira said causing her to frown in confusion. The announcement came on just as he knew it would. "Sadayo, happy White Day."

The curtain rose and before the couple stretched the sea of lights that was Tokyo, the city they'd both came to call home. Even though Akira knew it was coming, even he was taken aback by the sight. He and his girlfriend were briefly on the same page, blow away by the radiance of the city lights. Along with dozens of other couples, they had a perfect view of the city.

"W-W-Woah…that's…that's…incredible." Sadayo gapped. She knew the city, having lived in it for years, yet there were times Tokyo could still take her breath away. When she finally turned her head to look at her boyfriend, she found herself breathless once again. "A-A-Akira…they're…for me?"

"Yeah, I picked the freshest ones I could find." Suddenly, the sea of lights were a distant second to the look on her face, a look that made Akira's heart nearly explode in joy.

Her hands trembled as she took the bouquet. Sadayo continued to stare at him, seemingly still in a love-struck daze. Upon shutting her mouth, it seemingly ended, though her cheeks were still bright red. "Y-Y-You can't scare me like that this! I was just about to start looking for the hidden camera!"

Akira burst into laughter. "What, is this a soap opera now?" From the get-go, he knew how the setup would look. He didn't blame his girlfriend for calling him out on it, especially since he knew she was such a romantic.

"Hey, it's not impossible. You know I'm a pretty good actress." Holding the flowers in her lap, she fluttered her eyes at him. "I'm better than Takami-san, aren't I?"

Oh, that's a low blow. The knife-user mentally chuckled. "Between the two of you…yeah, you are."

Sadayo took a minute to bask in the afterglow of the compliment. Once it faded, her love smitten face turned thoughtful. "You're the strangest person I've ever met. At first, I thought you were just a punk with a record…but that was just the perception of you that I shared with everyone else. I found out how wrong it was." With her right hand, she reached forward and stroked his cheek, sending a subdued jolt through him. "You put up a lot of masks with other people, but with me you let them down. I saw your real face…the face of a Phantom Thief, a protector of the weak."

His left hand rose and gently caressed her fingers. "I never knew I had it…but it's become who I am."

"It's the face of a man that I love with all my heart. Someone who's always fighting for someone else's sake, never your own."

"I don't know if I'd go that far." He meagerly countered.

"Hehehe, I can only call it as I've seen it, and what I've seen is a defender. Whatever else people say about you or what they think, I know you're a genuinely good person. Don't you ever forget that."

Akira sheepishly scratched his head, "You're making me blush now."

"Hey, I'm your girlfriend." Sadayo coyly said back. After a short chuckle, she looked back at the bouquet. "White Day isn't over yet, right?"

"It isn't." Reading people had become second nature to him. Likewise, some of those people had learned how to read him. He and Sadayo reach each other in that moment that they made eye contact. Spying her right hand reaching out, he moved his left hand to meet hers.

"You'll stay with me until the end, right, Akira?" Came her quiet yet sultry voice.

Delicately playing with her fingers, Akira could feel the growing flames embers between them. It was only a matter of time before it combusted. Staring deeply into her eyes, he nodded. "Yes."

Dessert was a possibility, but it wouldn't be the end of their date, not the type of quiet end that characterized most of their dates. This one was undoubtedly going to be one of the more special ones…just like Valentine's Day had been.

They entered the Sky Tower together, and they left it together, hand-in-hand. Held tightly in the older woman's hands was a bouquet of roses, red as the heart as the younger man beside her. His heart burned bright with compassion and love, the latter especially for her.

---

Late Night…

For both of them, there had been times when Sadayo's apartment had become something akin to a sanctuary. The most recent example had undoubtedly been December.

A power-hungry tyrant on the political rise and gunning for anyone who could stand in his way. Not once did he ever think to look at a school teacher. To be fair, no one would ever think to look for a high schooler at the home of one of his teachers unless the two shared a familial relationship of some sort. Instead, what Akira and Sadayo had was a romantic relationship that manifested as soon as they were through the door.

Akira gently wrapped his arms around Sadayo and leaned back against the door. In turn, she let herself fall into his embrace while holding the rose bouquet he'd gotten her. Not once did she ever let go of it.

"Hey, I'm going to need to put these in some water, ya' know." Came her whispering voice. He let her got with a kiss to the head, yet stayed close behind her.

Darkness was all around them, yet Sadayo could see perfectly well, and she felt like she was surrounded by light. An ever-present light flickered beside her. Upon setting the flowers in a proper vase, she turned around to face it-to face him.

Their lips curved into mutual smiles, then slammed into each other. All the accumulated desire that the student and teacher had for each other came bursting out. They both tried to take the lead from each other, thus further enflaming the kiss. Akira and Sadayo could feel the heat scorching their bodies from the head on down.

Sadayo used that fire to hike her legs up against her boyfriend. Within seconds, she felt Akira's arms hooking underneath her legs. She broke away from the kiss to purr in affection as she always did. As she basked in the warmth of the embrace, Sadayo quietly asked herself why she fought this, why she denied this sense of heartfelt joy that would lead to sexual satisfaction. She asked herself that, then felt her reasonable side rise up and remind her that the person who held her in his arms was her student. Well, not for much longer, but still. Not to mention he was still underage by one year. As she looked into his gray eyes, Sadayo remembered the resolve she felt to push past those obstructions, and how happy she was that she had. Her lips found his, the tender kiss filling her and him with sweet euphoric bliss that had her swooning in his arms.

As a hopeless romantic, there were a lot of…things that she wanted to do. Some of them she had doe with previous boyfriends, but with Akira? It was just so…different. So much better. She loved him, she really loved him and he loved her back. He kissed her back while stroking her backside.

"You never cease to surprise me, Maser." Came her soft whisper.

Only he could hear it, only he would ever be referred to with such a title. Akira always took immense pride and pleasure in that fact. "Good. I consider being able to surprise you part of my job as you boyfriend. At the top of the list is loving you."

"Oh, you always do a good job of that." The brunette giggled. "Akira, the bedroom." She whispered. Even though she knew his strength could go a good while, she didn't want him straining himself for her. That was the fear that always stuck with her, him hurting himself for her sake. She'd never be able to stand something like that.

Smiling, he nodded and got to work in doing that.

During December, he'd learned the ins and outs of her apartment, even in the dead of night. Akira had a sharp mind and a dedicated heart, two things that would carry him far. The latter belonged to her more so than anyone else. Sadayo had been remined of that last month to this day, and she was happy to be reminded of it again. She knew that was no doubt by design, Akira's design. To say that Sadayo had been satisfied by it would be an understatement.

She noticed the familiarity of her room all around her. Her true focus though was on Akira, just as it always had been. It was crazy to think that this had happened so many times that she'd lost count-him gently lying her down atop her bed. Fast breaths continuously rushed past her lips, silenced by his own. His kiss was smooth and gentle, a precursor to what was surely to follow. Sadayo basked in that serene serenity that came with the kiss, and the soul-gazing stares after it. Akira had crawled atop of her, looming over her like a tiger before its prey. She smiled at the familiar position. Who knew it felt so good to be prey?

The teacher rose her right leg, gently stroking the side left side of the teenager atop of her. He chuckled, albeit his voice was intermixed with erotic pleasure. "Sadayo," Akira whispered as he leaned down to kiss her again.

His kiss was fierce and passionate, a stark difference to the previous one. Sadayo loved it all the same.

He moaned feeling her hands comb through his black locks. Akira was a sucker for the affectionate touch, he knew he got it from his father. Chuckling, he thought back to the number of times he'd caught his mother giving him that so beloved touch. He'd always quietly wondered if he'd experience the same pleasure when he met a girl he had such intimate feelings for. As the last couple of months had showed, he did; yet another Kurusu "tradition" that he'd apparently managed to inherit. What he was also sure he'd inherited was the deep love that his family gave to the people they loved.

Both of his arms wrapped around the older woman's waist. Her back arched off of the bed and she embraced him. Their kiss was briefly interrupted by a quick break, then they were back at it again. Sadayo's legs continued to stroke his side, the stroking actually growing more intense. Smirking against her lips, Akira responded with a thrusting of his hips. His girlfriend broke from the kiss to let out a highly erotic moan. He repeated his actions and got another moan. Wearing a devious smile, he moved his right hand down to her ass and began to massage it through her skirt. As always, Sadayo shuddered in bliss in his arms.

"A-A-Aki-kun," Her beautiful voice whispered. Dark brown eyes locked with his dark gray. Akira didn't give her time to say anything else as he claimed her lips again. Sadayo's tongue darted out, colliding with his. The teenager let her push him back into his own mouth, then he took command. "Mmmmm~" Moaned the language arts teacher. Holding her in his arms, Akira felt her again shudder in erotic bliss. He moved to keep that feeling circulating through her.

Their bodies gently rocked back and forth atop the bed. Ever since their relationship had truly begun to take off, it'd became one of the constants, much in the same way his attic had been. The setting, part of the atmosphere. For any romance, sometimes it helped set the mood, and sometimes the romance happened in spite of it. For the forbidden couple, they'd experienced both sides.

At times, it was hard for Sadayo to believe she'd gradually fallen in love with her student while in an attic. It was hard to believe he'd confessed his love to her in that attic, and she'd eventually returned that love. Just a few weeks later and in that very same attic, they'd had sex for the first time together. Looking back on it, Sadayo felt like it was a lifetime ago, yet the memories were never dusted up and old. Especially the memory of their first time together, they'd shared many more intimate moments together, eventually crossing over to her bedroom, like right now.

Every part of him was familiar to her, yet the euphoric rush that came with exploring it was never lost on her. Never. Just as well, Akira never grew tired of stroking her body form top to bottom, rather he was above or below her. The black-haired teenager suspended himself above her, taking a brief break so he could drink in the sight of her red-flushed face. She panted while looking up at him. It seemed the ability to speak had left both of them, not that they needed it. They'd learned how to have whole conversations with their bodies. It was hard to believe that once upon a time doing such a thing scared them. Well, Sadayo more so than Akira.

Slowly, painfully and erotically, he leaned down, reconnecting their lips. The teacher reached up to wrap her arms around him. Even as she did so, she didn't immediately slam him down atop of her; she let Akira carry out and tasted his sweet lips. Letting out a muffled moan, she arched her back up, rubbing herself against him. Of course, she could feel the growing tent in his pants. If he moved his hand between her legs, he'd no doubt find wetness between them, just like always. Several heartbeats later and she could feel Akira doing exactly that.

"A-A-Ahhh~" Came her hot gasp.

He moved fast, and that went for even in the bedroom. Sometimes especially in the bedroom.

"When it comes to you, I want you to feel happy and loved. At all times. That's part of my vow as your boyfriend."

"Geez, did you come up with that or did you get it from somewhere?"

"Hehehe, which answer would you prefer?"

"Hey, I'm the one asking the questions here! B-B-But…either way, you…you always try to follow through on them. That's what counts."

"Because I mean, them, Sadayo. To answer your question though, it's…a bit of both. I remember seeing my dad treat my mom right, and I remember seeing his dad do the same with my grandmother. You could say for us Kurusu men, it's tradition; I'm proud to uphold it, especially since the woman I'm with is you."

His hands were playing around with her cunt, occasionally dipping beneath her undies then moving atop of them. It was a slow and tender stroking that Sadayo had received before. Just like all the previous times, it felt good, both arousing and oddly relaxing. She was already blushing, but the feel of his fingers caused her whole face to turn red. Sadayo imagined if she could see herself she would have had steam blowing out of her ears. "A-Akira," came her hot gasp. Looking up into his gray eyes, she felt her heart skip a beat. "Aaaahh~!" His fingers struck deep like a viper. Her walls immediately clenched around them. After several seconds, Sadayo managed to focus her vision enough to look back up at him. Akira seemed to have been waiting for her to do so. She welcomed the return of his lips.

"Aaaah~ Mmmmmhhhh~"

"Maaammaahhhmmm~"

It was a delicate balance that he'd learned to walk with her, almost like a dance. Akira always took a great deal of pride in the fact he could make her cum so much from just his fingers. Sure, it could have been taken as a sign of just how horny the brunette was, but he knew that his skills were doing the job. She was his first, and through her, he'd honed himself, just for her of course. His touch was solely for her and her alone. Once she realized that, Sadayo openly relished in that now crystal-clear fact. It was never going to change, just like his love for her was never going to.

Their bodies rocked against each other in a new continuous rhythm. The bed's rocking had quieted down as they settled on this new more intimate yet softer dance. Sadayo's body was doing all the shaking; Akira's lips and fingers were doing a good job of unraveling her. Any second she was fully expecting her first orgasm of the night to hit her. Even though she'd welcome it, she couldn't help but focus against it. As per usual, she wanted this euphoria to last as log as possible, even with the promise of more in the future.

When it came to her student-turned-lover, she was truly a selfish woman.

As for the teacher, her boyfriend was always ready to accommodate her, and surprise her.

Suddenly, his fingers were gone. It took Sadayo several seconds to realize that as the kiss was still going strong, filling her with sweet ecstasy. Even when she did notice, she didn't seem to mind. His lips and the closeness they shared was seemingly enough.

Leaning back, the young man smirked, then began to remove his shirt. It was a clear and present turnaround from Valentine's Day where she'd been the first one to begin undressing. Sadayo lay on her backside, her eyes gliding over her boyfriend's body. All the scores spoke of a young man who spent his time doing some very dangerous activities. He was fighting for the helpless, people who couldn't fight back in a way that few could only dream of. Her heart swelled with pride and sorrow as she laid eyes on the scars again. Sadayo would never forget them, no matter how much she wanted to. Truth be told, there was a part of her that never wanted to forget them.

Rising up, she stroked Akira's body, tracing some of the scars before completely embracing him. She always found warmth in his body, be it either clothed or naked. In the buildup to their relationship, she'd seemingly fantasized about the latter. Anger and disgust had swelled within her at first for thinking of her student in such a way, yet no matter what, she couldn't banish the thoughts. How relieved she was when they finally became a reality. As she intimately embraced each other, she realized that he had the same thoughts, the same yearnings.

He wanted someone to bear that and take some of the pain he carried away. Akira did the same for her, so she passionately tried to do the same for him. Some of that was present in their lovemaking, but not always. At times they simply wanted intimacy with someone who loved them with all their heart; that's always what they got, in spades.

The Phantom Thief let out hot pants as his neck became sprinkled with affectionate kisses and his sides and back tickled. He couldn't stop shaking and moaning at Sadayo's tender and loving finger work. She knew how to make him putty in her hands, just as he knew how to do the same with her. Akira fully gave himself over to her, continuously panting and groaning as she began to grind herself against him. His cock was screaming for release and entry into her. Biting his lip, he suddenly squeezed his girlfriend's waist, further gluing her to his front side. He moved his hands across her waist, gently clawing at her skirt and shirt.

"Take it off." Came her erotic whisper in his ear.

With a heated inhalation, he did exactly that. She raised her hands upward and allowed the yellow shirt to be removed from her mind. Her eyes remained on Akira, not wherever it lay.

Cheeks blushing, she reached forward and stroked her cheeks. "So, what…do you think? I-I-It's not like I had any hopes for today, but…I…"

Her words died in her throat as his trademark seductive smile seemingly grew wider. Contrary to that, his kiss was soft and tender, at first anyway. In it, Sadayo found immediate relief and gratification. She held onto his cheeks as he tightened his hold on her waist. The pink-colored bra she wore over her breasts brushed up against her boyfriend's naked chest. Through the kiss, she could feel the white-hot flame burning within him. Likewise, he felt that same flame burning within her. As hot as it was, it wouldn't be the one to burn away their remaining clothing; Akira planned on doing that himself.

Yet again, the language arts teacher ended up lying on her bed with her student looming above her. He wore that same loving yet seductive smile. His right hand rose and fell atop her chest. Sadayo did her best to remain still as it roomed the pink covering of her breasts. It almost felt like one sweep of his finger was all he needed to remove them.

"You look beautiful in anything, including pink." He whispered. Seconds later and his lips were on hers. "Now, I want to see if you've got a matching set. Based on the way she blushed even redder, she probably did, but Akira wanted to see it with his own eyes. Kissing her cheek and neck, he began the steady decent down to her waist. Every kiss he made sent a jolt through her body. When he reached her breasts she might as well have been bracing for a lightning strike. She might as well have been when he placed a kiss on each one. Just wait until I get to kiss your nipples, Sadayo.

She had a fondness for skirts, and the lewd part of his mind was always a little grateful for that. He found something erotic in pulling them down. Her denim skirts in particular was always something so thrilling to remove. Sometimes she surprised him with what sort of underwear she'd gone with that day. This time, she'd went with a matching set of pink.

"You look so fucking beautiful, Sadayo." He breathed out, looking over his girlfriend clad in nothing but her pink bra and undies. Simply looking at her got him more aroused than before, he could feel the heat rising to consume him like the blaze of a volcano.

That same heat had already consumed Sadayo, yet she channeled it. Spreading her arms out, she beckoned to him, "Come here, Aki-kun." Like a boulder from a hill, he fell. Like the lover she was, she embraced him. Her scantily clad body and his half-naked body. They embraced each other as lovers atop her bed, twisting and turning as they gave their hearts to each other, again. While she was tempted to fully lose herself in that euphoria, she didn't. The teacher had a plan for the night, and she was going to follow it through. She rolled the two of them over so she sat atop of him. It was a position she always loved, the unapologetic forbidden thrill of doing this with someone she shouldn't have been. Looking at Akira's red, smiling face always cleansed her of any doubts she might have had. By now though, there were now.

He leaned up and stroked her cheek. Giggling, she overlaid his right hand with her left. Akira's storm gray eyes glistened as he went in for another kiss. Sadayo would have liked for it to last a little longer, but she gently forced him back down.

"My turn. This is me giving back to you for all that you've done, Akira." The brunette whispered.

Akira's mouth opened then closed as he accepted what she was doing. He smiled and allowed the tent in his pants to remain standing, even seemingly grow. His cheeks still blushed though in spite of his seemingly self-assured smile. Sadayo couldn't help but giggle at it while brushing his cock through his pants.

My student, my Master, my boyfriend…such a horny, yet loving man. Quickly undoing his belt and zipper, she started to pull. Given the raising of his cock, it was a little difficult, but she'd done this before. With a little work, she pulled down his pants and underwear, dropping them off at the foot of the bed. Sadayo breathless marveled at the sight of Akira, utterly naked and at full mast. Her dark brown eyes met his stormy gray; he was still giving her that loving smile. Returning it, she moved her hands to his cock and began to gently stroke it. Akira's smiled as he felt the first tantalizing waves of ecstasy wash over him. Sadayo felt them too, his firm seven-inch member twitching in her delicate grasp. With a lustful smile, she placed a chaste kiss against the tip of his member.

"Aaarhh~" Cried the teenager. He felt his member twitch in his girlfriend's grip. Both of his hands went for the bed sheets beside him. Akira gripped them as more kisses followed, and more waves slammed against him. "Sadayo…oooh, yes, baby." Whispered the knife-fighter.

"You've been such a good boyfriend to me, Akira. You've been better to man than I deserve." The teacher murmured while pumping his cock. Her expression was soft and loving, yet determined. It seemed all of her focus was now on the masculine member in front of her. The thick cock had entered her that hot July afternoon and since then, she'd laid claim to it as hers. It was hers, along with the rest of his body. While pumping him, Sadayo looked to her boyfriend with glazed over eyes. "I love you." She quietly said, then she dove down and took the whole of his tip into her mouth.

"Sadayo!" Akira shouted. The warm and sweet feel of her lips around his member was almost too much. He felt a rush surging through him, he just barely beat it down. It came back stronger than before as he felt her tongue leisurely sweeping around his tip. Veins appeared along his neck as he tried to keep down the building orgasm. Of course, it was a losing battle as his girlfriend's blowjob was simply too much for even him to bear. "Aaaahh~!"

She was ready for the concentrated shot of semen. Sadayo moaned in bliss as it splashed against the roof of her mouth then trickled down her throat. It didn't stop her from sucking him though. Over the months, she'd learned how to suck and swallowing. Sadayo didn't want to say she was addicted, but…maybe she was, just a little. The sweet, creamy taste of Akira's cum was the best thing in the world to her, better than any sake or beer. She swallowed her fill of his first round of cum, pulling away and looking at her boyfriend with a lustful smile.

Akira's chest rose and fell with each labored breath. It was occasionally broken by the tantalizing feel of Sadayo's tongue, still working on his cock. As he looked down, he chuckled seeing that his girlfriend still had his member lodged in her mouth, and was still sucking him. Had she swallowed his first load? Had been had it been? How fast had she moved? He tossed away those questions as he sat up and reached down, stroking his fingers through her dark brown curls. An affectionate moan went up from her muffled lips.

"My Sadayo," he whispered into the night. His calling of her name made her remove her lips from his cock. Even if a part of him missed the feel of her lips, he was more than content with gazing at her beautiful face. "That felt good."

"It was only the start, honey." Came her affectionate reply. He smiled in gleeful excitement as he laid back down. Just like she'd said, they were just getting started with their lovemaking for the night. He was of course still hard after his first shot, and Sadayo's eyes continued to dance with a ravenous hunger that he knew all too well. His member was hers, and her mouth was his.

The language arts teacher went back to eagerly licking and stroking the teenager's masculine member. Her student groaned and shuddered atop her bed. His fast-paced breathing both accelerated and slowed as she hit all the right places to make him feel pure ecstasy. While she liked his cock, she would glanced up at him; Sadayo drunk in the sight of her boyfriend, her Akira, wiggling about on her bed. I

It felt so good to have sex in her bedroom without the looming fear of capture and death at the hands of a government conspiracy over their heads. That said, what they now had was his eventually return to his hometown. One could say they were trading one guillotine for another, but both lovers would stress the latter was far, far more workable.

Ultimately, Sadayo felt some of that invisible weight fueling her. She kissed and stroked Akira's cock like it would be their last time together. Maybe not, but it would be a while before she could touch it.

Within her subconscious, her inner teacher huffed in exasperation at how horny she'd become for her student. In response, her other more…looser and heart-driven self laughed, kicking up her feet and enjoying the moment. The former eventually joined the latter with a blushing smile on her face as well.

Every now and then, Sadayo felt the sudden movement of Akira's cock. No matter how many times she told him to, he could never sit still during her blowjobs. He always said that was a testament to her skill, a compliment that never failed to make her cheeks turn varying shades of pink and red. Then there were the loving looks he would shoot her, like the one he was giving her now. Sadayo met them with an amorous smile; at times what followed was a long, drawn-out licking of his member from his base to his tip. Akira's back arched and his groans grew louder. She'd sent a wave of wave of pure ecstasy coursing through him. With a smile, she sent him several more. Each groan grew progressively louder than the last one.

"It's time I give you something really special, Akira. You've had it before, and I hope you still like it." Sadayo declared with bright red cheeks.

Catching his breath, Akira stared at her. He tried to guess what her next move would be as his body was still rocked by her erotic priding. A major clue came watching her reach her hands behind her back. No, that clue solved the entire mystery. His cheeks turned as red as hers and his cock began to openly twitch in excitement.

"Honestly," the brunette giggled.

"Hey, can you blame me? Any guy would get hard and twitchy if he's getting a titfuck from the most awesome woman in the world who happens to be his girlfriend." He coolly replied. Akira knew he was just barely keeping his cool; it took a lot of willpower not to just jump his girlfriend right then and there.

In his eyes, Sadayo Kawakami was the most beautiful woman in the world. Light could do different things to elevate that beauty. Underneath the sunlight, she was radiant, as a teacher and as a woman, as his woman. He didn't care who saw them, he wanted to wrap his arms around her and live life with her. In the ethereal light of the moon, the seductive beauty she held within her was revealed. She didn't know she possessed it until she met him. Seeing her, especially naked like this, made him want to wrap her in his arms and hold her into the rest of the night. He'd never let go of her, whisper to her that she was loved and wanted and he would do everything to make her feel that way. That intense desire was especially strong as he watched her lazily toy with her bra, her breasts now exposed.

Cocking her head to the side, she giggled. "Seriously, how can you sound so cool and calm saying that? Hehehe, that's what I would say…if it wasn't for this." He jumped at her touch. There was no way to deny just ow horny he was for her. As she pumped him, she continued to reveal that horniness. "Still, a woman loves hearing that…especially me." After several more pumps, she moved her right hand to her breast with her left holding the adjacent one. "Do you remember the last titfuck I gave you?"

"I loved it." He blurted out. His mind raced with memories of Valentine's Day, aka, one of the greatest days of his life.

Smiling, she leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on the tip of his cock. "Good, because you get to relive it for making White Day so amazing." Just as she'd done a month ago, she sandwiched his member between her tits. "Ooooohhh…"

"Aaaaahhh…S-S-Sadayo…oh God, Sadayo…I've missed this feeling." Shuddered the teenager.

"Oh, so you have been thinking of asking me to do it again, huh?" She pressed while massaging his member with her boobs. "You naughty boy."

Mustering up the courage, he raised his head and responded, "It's not like you said it was a one-time thing."

Grinning, she kissed his protruding tip. "Damn right it wasn't, and it won't be." Having said those words, she seemingly got serious. Akira's head slammed down into the pillows as he felt the intense friction of his cock and Sadayo's boobs. "That's it, let it out. Let me hear you, baby." She was feeling just as good as him. Admittedly, since Valentine's Day, she'd thought of giving him another titty fuck. It was just one of the many things she thought of doing with him before he left for Meguro. She thought it, and now she was doing it. Sadayo couldn't have been happier.

And neither could Akira.

"Sadayoooo~" He cried, arching his back and shooting his cock up through her twin mounds. The teenager tightened his hold on the bedsheets. His member had already begun a buildup thanks to her earlier fingering, that was nothing compared to this. The only alternative would have been to have him inside of her. For the moment though, Akira enjoyed this, he wailed in ecstasy. His voice bounced around the room and into his girlfriend's ears.

The sound of his erotic screams always filled Sadayo with pride and joy, pure heavenly joy. Sticking her tongue out, she continued to lick his tip while smothering the bass of his member with her tits. She could feel the growing heat, both the friction and the orgasmic mass building within her boyfriend's cock. Rather by impulse or design, Akira seemed to start thrusting his hips upward, further increasing the rhythm and ecstasy they were both experiencing. Sadayo was more than happy to go along with it.

"Aaaahh!" Howled the leader of the Phantom Thieves as his tip was temporarily engulfed by her pink lips. "S-S-Sadayo! I-I'm going to cum!"

"Then shower me, Akira." Her voice was so low and seductive he had to strain to hear it. The teacher's words were enforced with several more thick squeezes of her breasts. On the third squeeze, she felt the delightful twitching that signaled the end.

"SADAYO!"

Leaning back and opening her mouth, she welcomed the shower of masculine juices that shot upward. They splashed against her face, entering her mouth and making her whole body tingle with ecstasy. Her face and pussy tingled the strongest, the latter squirting pre-cum as her face was doused in her boyfriend's lover nectar. As she licked and swallowed, Sadayo couldn't help but envision Akira's member inside of her, pounding away at her as it'd done before. She'd gotten it nice, hard, and wet.

As she soaked up the remainder of his cum from his dick, Akira's fingers gently brushed the top of her head. She laughed while letting him indulge in one of his favorite pass times, even during sex. Sadayo enjoyed it as well, and she'd probably do it herself when they switched positions. The coming change up excited her. The erotic side of her whispered to simply mount Akira and ride him until neither of them could move. At ay other time or place, she might have done that.

Once she felt her face and breasts were clean up, she began to crawl upward. Akira looked down at her, his gray eyes meeting her brown eyes. He immediately smiled. As she came within range, he put both hands on her face. He never minded tasting ay lingering traces of his essence in his girlfriend's mouth; most of the time he simply took it as tasting her. Akira tasted nothing but Sadayo in pushing his togue into her mouth, then being pushed back by her own. Loving moans naturally went up from the pair of secret lovers. Sadayo moved her body to properly sit atop Akira's lap. She placed both her hands against his and made an intrusion into his mouth. The Phantom Thief welcomed it with a joyful moan.

It ended as he sat upright, wrapping his arms around the language arts teacher. She quietly basked in his embrace. Neither of them said a word, simply enjoying the intimate embrace in tranquil silence. The silence was rather surprising given how deeply they yearned for each other. Akira's cock was sandwiched between his waist and Sadayo's; to say he was aroused would have been an understatement. His harden mast was also pressing up against Sadayo's covered snatch. The heated pressure spread through her, making her mind race with erotic impulses. Neither of the pair acted on those still surging feelings though.

Calling it the calm before the storm would have been appropriate. Akira and Sadayo knew what was coming next, but these quiet moments in the midst of their lovemaking were something special.

The first sign of their end came with Akira's affectionate pecks to the nap of her neck. Next, came his fingers, gently drumming against her skin. His teeth gently bit down on her skin causing her to shudder in greater bliss in his arms. He felt his cock twitch and the growing wetness of her panties.

"Akira," came her whisper.

He rocked his hips against her. Both of them shuddered in bliss at the motion. For the black-haired teen, it'd practically become a skill to keep some semblance of control over himself at times like this. That said, Akira knew his self-control could only extend so far…as well as Sadayo's.

Deciding not to make his beloved wait too long, he flipped them over. She immediately raised her legs up and wrapped them around his waist. He chuckled at her naked desire; Akira also chose to indulge her. His lips descended upon hers in a long and tender kiss. Their tongues batted against each other until the kiss ended. Thanks to Sadayo's hands, it was only temporary. Seconds after catching their breath, their mouths were connected again. Akira let out a pleased moan as he returned the kiss. His member twitched and her snatch grew wetter. If not for her underwear, he'd have dove right into her and began pounding away at her insides.

Finally, he removed himself from the oral embrace. He was panting and so was she. The knife-user drunk in the sight of her stained lips, her flushed cheeks, and the golden chain that hung around her neck, the initialized ring bound to it. As he began his steady descent down her body, he kissed it. He definitely made sure to kiss both of her breasts. Expectedly, the teacher jerked her body upward feeling his hot lips on her nipples.

"Akiraaaa~" Whined the fluffy-haired brunette. "Pl-Pl-Please…more." He swiftly answered with his fingers. Sadayo opened her mouth and cried out feeling the simultaneous twisting of her nipples. Various colored spots danced in her vision, slowly clearing up as she looked down. Her boyfriend was staring-smirking-at her while toying with her tits. After several seconds of eye-to-eye contact, he brought his mouth down atop her right breast. "Ooooohhh~!" His teeth bore down like a pair of soft clamps. Pleasure was swift and gratifying. Her left nipple was pressed between his fingers. Sadayo panted and moaned, her legs tightening around her younger lover's waist. The tightening grew when he switched his mouth to her left breast.

Her hands shot out to latch onto his backside. Akira's tongue moved across her nipple, continuously slathering it in his saliva just as he'd done for her right breast. His teeth again bore down in a gentle bite that sent sparks racing up Sadayo's spine. She cried out again.

Hearing his girlfriend's moa echoing in his ears, Akira finally made the final move downward. Putting both hands on her hips, he quietly admired the massive stain on her panties. If he wanted to, he could literally tear them off with his bear hands, and promptly get chewed out for it later. He'd handle it with a smirk and a promise to buy his girlfriend a replacement set. Instead of that route, he gently gripped her sides and pulled the pink undies down. Sadayo raised her legs up to help him, eventually revealing her pure nakedness, just like her boyfriend.

"You're still so beautiful, and always will be." Came the Phantom Thief's swift yet heartfelt reply. He watched her cheek's blush even redder; flashing her a smile and a wink, he immersed his tongue in the sweet tightness of her pussy.

"Oooohhhh…aaaaaahhhh…yeeesssss…" Moaned the high school teacher. She felt her vaginal walls immediately squeezing her lover's tongue. They'd been hungry for something. Loath as she was to admit it, lewd thoughts had momentarily flickered through her mind during their train ride back. The realization and the pure glee at the thought of Akira spending the night had opened the floodgates within her. Of course, she'd suppressed them as tightly as she could, knowing she could start releasing them once they got back. They'd been released alright, and were all on the way to being realized. "Aki…Aki-kun."

He heard the pet name that only she could whisper to him and make him feel so aroused. Still using only his togue, he thrusted deeper into her folds. Both of his hands shot to the older woman's waist to hold her as her back arched. Akira smirked against her pussy, still continuing his hungry devouring of it. On the first lick, he'd tasted her pre-cum. More slipped through as the seconds turned to minutes.

"Ng…aaaah…ooohhh…y-yes, m-more, more, Akira. Nnnggghh…nnnaagggghhh!" His hold gave her something to hold onto, but barely. With just his tongue, he was driving her so close to the edge. Sadayo quietly laughed; she felt so lucky to have a boyfriend like Akira. Every time they had sex, he truly seemed intent on making her feel like the luckiest woman in the world, the most beloved woman in the world. My Aki…my Akira. Spreading her hands out, she pushed her upper body up. The brunette's hazy brown eyes found the mess of black curls between her legs. A gasp flew past her lips along while a bolt of lightning raced up her spine. It was almost enough to bring her back down to the bed. Biting her lip, she mustered up the concentration needed and rocked her hips forward.

"Mmmmmhh." Her student lover moaned in approval. Sadayo couldn't see his face, but she knew that Akira was smiling. She was smiling too.

Her right hand reached down and her fingers were entangled in his black curls. "I…love this so much."

"I know you do, it's one of the reasons I love doing it." Came his loving voice. His head rose with his mouth bearing some small signs of his vaginal exploration. They glowed thanks to the smile he shot her. Shooting her that same smile, he inserted his right index and middle fingers. Sadayo gasped, her back arching again at the vaginal intrusion. "Tell me, which one do you like better? My mouth or my fingers?"

It took her several seconds to regain her composure enough to respond. Sadayo could already feel her walls tightening around his fingers, which were pumping in and out of her. He wasn't going fast, but he was certainly going at a speed that got her hot and panting, more so than she already was. Sadayo curled her fingers against the sheets as she breathed in. "Both of them, Akira." Came her honest air with that inhaled breath.

He laughed, such a charming and lovely sound; he'd bee expecting that answer. His response to it was one that had Sadayo inwardly and outwardly squealing (and moaning) in delight.

Both his fingers and his mouth were at her womanly hole, eating her out with gusto. Sadayo twisted and squirmed atop the bed, making small and loud pants. The latter came without warning, echoing across the room and seemingly the entire apartment. They were her encouragement to her boyfriend, along with her actual words and the rocking of her hips. It took her a minute at first, but she recognized the rhythm he was fucking her to and began to match it using her hips.

Akira was pleasantly surprised. Sometimes when he told her to lay back and let him tend to her, she did exactly that-nothing but enjoy all he had to offer. Sometimes she put some work in with him, even when he told her not to. At heart, Akira liked it when his girlfriend worked with him when he was eating her out. He also definitely liked it when she closed her legs around his head. Akira in fact loved it.

This…is…is…still…so amazing! She mentally cried out. Akira could make her cum using either his hand or his mouth; when using both he could always bring her to an orgasm near immediately. Time completely disappeared from her world. She could feel herself caught in a massive tempest that lifted her higher and higher into the clouds-into heaven. Sadayo could see it again, the bright, erotic light whose radiance washed over her. She sucked in a breath through clenched teeth. "Akiiiiii!"

His fingers pulled back, then were jammed straight into her core. That alone was enough to make Sadayo howl. The addition of his tongue had her screaming so loud she was sure her voice penetrated beyond the walls. She looked straight up at the darkened ceiling instead of down, at the boy, the man, eating her out. Sadayo felt her orgasm fast-approaching, yet she found it in herself to fight it back.

N-N-Not yet, not yet! I want more, Akira! Let me feel this just a little while longer! Just a…little…more!

"MMMMMHHH!"

"OOOOHH~! A-A-AKIRA!"

The restraint came undone, as did the dame holding back her love nectar. His tongue and fingers had obliterated them all and his mouth opened wide to take in the delicious juices that gushed forth. Sadayo felt tears sliding down her cheeks, sweet release…so very sweet. Her back stayed perfectly arched a few inches above the bed. Akira was probably holding her up while swallowing her juices; she could hear his loud gulps. Heart racing, she shook her hips one final time. His response was another sharp jab of his tongue. A moan built up and tumbled out of her mouth, from her pussy came another surge of love nectar.

As much as he tried, Akira couldn't take it all, but he was more than happy to let his girlfriend's essence slip down his chin. The droplets collected into a tiny puddle beneath them. Removing his finger, he placed it back on her hip and slowly began to lower her down.

It was a happy paradox. As soon as Sadayo came down, figuratively and literally, she wanted to go back up. Even so, she knew that she needed a second to catch her breath. Oh, and Akira needed some time to finish his meal, he'd more than earned it. Through dreamy eyes, she looked down and watched him swallow her load, then proceed to clean her pussy. The teacher's body shivered at the continued affection.

When she felt the loss of his tongue on her clit, Sadayo knew what to expect. She waited to open her eyes, only doing so when she felt her boyfriend's hot breath on her face. Sadayo opened her eyes and there was Akira's face, mere inches from hers. The two of them shared a mutual smile, then melded their lips together. Her left hand caressed his shoulder while her right moved through his back curls. Her hold on both tightened as she felt the sudden pressing of his cock against her body.

She gently pushed him away, "A-A-Akira,"

"I'm going to take you, Sadayo." Putting a little more space between them, he took hold of his member. "You know, you can let me use a condom from time to time, right?"

Shutting her mouth, she tried to look as serious as possible, as serious as a woman in her position could be. "I-I-I know that! D-D-Don't act like w-w-we don't use condoms, i-it's just…" She trailed off as his smile bored straight into her soul. He was going to make her say it. "I wat to feel your cock in me, I want to feel your cum shooting straight into me. O-O-Over the past month…I-I-I've thought maybe…one day-aaaah~!"

"I've thought about that too, and I'd be the happiest man alive if you decided…I was that guy." Came his quiet but intense confession.

Sadayo immediately wrapped her arms and legs around his body. This was the physical closeness that she'd wanted from the moment they had their date. The thought of it had driven her to grab his hand as they were about to part ways. His flame-like warmth fully flowed into her body. "I want you to be, and…I think I want to be that woman, your woman."

He gave her the first of what would be dozens, hundreds of thrusts. Air rushed into her through her nose and clenched teeth. "You already are as far as I'm concerned, Sadayo." Following those words, he began to thrust into her in earnest. He felt the immediate constriction of his cock via her walls. Akira shuddered at the burst of ecstasy that raced through him. He felt that same burst blasting through Sadayo, whose body rocked with his.

They were one, just as they had been on Valentine's Day. The reenactment was almost perfect, not that either Akira or Sadayo were aiming for that. All they were focused on was lifting the other up into sensual Nirvana. Based on the short but intense pants and moans they were making, they were well on their way to doing such. Their bodies grinded against each other, the Phantom Thief's member diving straight into the former maid's pussy. The latter happily squeezed around it, attempting to force out the masculine essence that was building up within. Likewise, feminine juices were amassing within the teacher.

Seconds turned to minutes, and those minutes seemingly blurred into hours. The sun could have risen and shined its light on the world, but either Akira nor Sadayo would have stopped their fucking. They were lost to the outside world, too busy tending to the shared one that contained only them. It was paradise, their private paradise where all was well.

"Hhaaaaaahh~! Mmmmmmh~!" Their lips connected and disconnected in a chaotic rhythm. Neither of them tried to bring any semblance of order to it. From each contact they felt their mounting ecstasy skyrocket, and in each kisses' aftermath that high remained. Holding onto each other, they rose to greater heights until one of them achieved their goal.

"AKIRA!"

Just as his teacher-turned lover came, Akira pulled back, feeling her orgasmic juices spill onto him. He'd just hit her core and that had been the knockout blow for her. He delivered another with a quick thrust to the same spot.

"SADAYO!"

His essence shot into her, mixing with her own and coloring her insides in his brand of white. The seventeen-year-old barely reacted to the feel of her nails pressing down into his backside. Akira was used to it by now, and converted the slight pain into more fuel for him. Even as he shot thick ropes of cum into his girlfriend, he knew he wasn't finished. Locking eyes with her, he chuckled at the fact that she wasn't either.

The pair's grip on each other loosened somewhat as they kissed each other. Akira continued to cum inside of Sadayo, who welcomed his cum shots into her. The brunette's affection was channeled into both her lips, which pressed and squeezed Akira's lips and cock respectively. Their intimate embrace didn't end even when their orgasm did.

"You came first," Akira whispered as they separated for air. "I'm glad."

"N-N-N-Next time…it'll be you." Sadayo said. She knew that "next time" was going to come a lot sooner than a person would have ordinarily thought.

She was proven right as the next thing she knew, she was lying on her stomach, her ass raised and her boyfriend angling his cock for entry.

"AAAAYYYHH!"

"OOOOHHH!"

Akira wasted no time in fucking her from behind, and Sadayo wasted no time in shouting in blissful joy.

A year ago, she'd have either laughed or punched you in the face for saying she'd be taking it from behind from one of her students, on her own bed in her own apartment. Multiple times at that.

Who'd have…ever thought that I would…enjoy this so fucking much. Akira…you're the one for me, and…I'm the one for you. Gripping the sheets, she pushed back on her rear end. She heard the sudden grunt he made, as well as the hard twitching of his cock. Sadayo only had a few nanoseconds to brace herself for the counter strike.

"AAAAAHH!"

It was a little more than she expected, but by God, did it feel good as always. Here she was getting fucked on her bed from behind by her student. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she'd find such joy in that scenario, or long to have it repeated sometime in the future.

"Sadayo! SADAYO!"

The rise in his voice was uncontrollable. As he rocked his hips forward and back, Akira couldn't help but marvel in the naked beauty of his language arts teacher. Her sweat-covered back lay before him, constantly shaking as he sent forth hundreds of waves of sensual euphoria through her. He felt her burning hot skin through his hold on her hips; her pussy was a lava chamber, growing hotter yet wetter by the second. Any second there was going to be an eruption. Clenching his teeth, he pulled his hips back just as he'd done before, then made one powerful direct thrust. It was the same thrust in which he let his own restraints fall away.

"SADAYOOO!"

"AKIRAAAA!"

She shot straight up feeling his cum blasting its way into her for a second time. No sooner had she done so was she grabbed and pressed up against something. The presence at her hips moved to her upper body. On pure reflex, she twisted her head around and met her lover's lips. Sadayo raised her arms and looped them around his neck, cementing their positions.

With moonlight peeking through the curtains, they were yet again the embodiment of a loving couple. One with undoubtedly a very healthy sex life.

A man and a woman in love, that's all Akira and Sadayo would say they were, and all they ever wanted to be. As they came down from their orgasmic high, they once again affirmed that's what they would remain going forward into their future.

Akira held his girlfriend against him, his member still impaled in her as the last stretch of their shared orgasm played out. Even after she felt the last pumps of his cock, Sadayo didn't turn around, she was reluctant to feel its absence in her pussy. For the moment, she was more than happy with having his arm wrapped around her waist, his chest to her back, and his head looming over hers. They'd been in this position before, sometimes with clothes and sometimes without; she never wanted them to end.

The nightly wind blew across Tokyo just outside the window. Somehow, it roused Sadayo enough to separate herself just enough so that she could turn around. It turned out she did so at just the right moment.

Moonlight shined through the wind illuminating her boyfriend's face. No glasses, no masks, just him, just the boy-the man-who'd saved her and countless others. Akira wasn't the type who'd ever ask for a thank you for it. Still, Sadayo felt like every day he woke up he was warranting of one, at least from her.

"Hey…how do you feel about…going in a little late tomorrow?" She asked in a serene whisper.

Akira's eyebrows rose, yet the smirk on his face was a knowing one. She already knew what the answer would be before he brought her in close, kissing her atop the head. "I'd be down for that. Hehehe, though to be honest, I'd like it if we could just skip school tomorrow."

"Maybe one day in the future…you're worth it." She finished with a blush.

The next kiss was lip to lip, a sweet kiss that contrasted the fiery lip locks they'd had prior. It was the last as sleep soon claimed the couple not long afterward. Needless to say, it'd been the best White Day either of them had ever had. Both of them were absolutely confident that it wouldn't be the last, nor would such a night of intimacy be the last in their relationship. It was all part of the beginning.

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Just barely made it at the end of March. Hopefully spring's been kind to you all so far and I hope you enjoyed this little story. An update will probably be coming in a week or so for NWYWE so be on the look out for it…and my next Persona 5 lemon which has been a long time coming. Leave your thoughts in the reviews, and until next time, readers!