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The Fall of Igarashi
Chapter 4
Tora can't help himself but be pissed whenever he'd remember that eventful afternoon. He'd always end up confused as to why his crazy teacher hugged him for no apparent reason. He couldn't fathom why she acted that way. Thus, leaving him confused and pissed.
"Crazy woman!" he casually muttered as his thoughts wondered for the nth time to the hug he received.
The night of the party had arrived and Tora couldn't help but look forward to seeing the crazy woman of his nightmares. She had arrived fifteen minutes after him, who had fussed over the program and the venue like the teacher she was. However, he cannot tear his gaze away from her. After all, she had sparked an interest from him. Few visitors have already started to converse with him. It had always been the same boring business conversation, them asking and trying to suck up to his good graces and him dismissing them like a vermin in his sight. It's not that these people didn't matter, it's just that they didn't matter to him, for now, for his line of sight no matter how much he denied to himself, always go back to a silhouette of a certain teacher. He watched her in silent scrutiny as she talked with some other teachers.
She was wearing what it looked like a genie costume in mauve, with gold accentuating the edges of the cloth. She looked utterly good in her costume with her hair now in a high ponytail. She had applied a light make up on, emphasizing her expressive brown eyes whilst adding mystique to her beauty. No wonder some men and even boys his age flock to her side offering her drinks trying to get her attention.
He would have continued his observation if not for the arrival of a very important businessman his father wanted him to talk to. "Later then," he consoled himself, smirking as he headed towards the gentleman.
Keira had been awfully uncomfortable with her costume. She had always been the conservative type, usually wearing pants or long sleeves or long skirts. But right now, she had no choice in the matter since the female teachers were asked to wear the genie costume to have uniformity among teachers in the whole school. Yet the costume left her feeling exposed due to the amount of skin she had to show. Her upper arms, nape, upper back and a good portion of her belly are barely covered with just a see-through cloth. This caused her to shiver slightly, feeling anxious especially with the unwanted attention she had been receiving. She knew she was not the most beautiful girl in the party but the change in her appearance had somehow grabbed the attention of the people she knew and unknowingly the Igarashi heir, too.
Keira later found herself in the company of her co-teachers drinking an odd-tasting juice, merrily chatting and enjoying the party. It was not long after ten pm that Keira feels so hot that she needs some fresh air. She found the ambiance in the balcony refreshing and it calmed her nerves, realizing that she had a nasty headache coming as she felt a little dizzy.
"Hey Miss Matsumoto, are you alright?" Keira heard a low chuckle and felt a hand in her not so exposed hips. Turning around, she immediately knew who it was. He was the infamous handsome PE teacher, Mr. Kaede Ryuzaki. She unconsciously leaned to him, as she felt her dizziness getting worse, causing the other to smirk. She felt small leaning on the tall, well-built man.
"Sir Ryuzaki, I'm sorry!" wearily pulling herself away from him, Keira tried to politely put a distance between them.
"I didn't know you are there," she continued but it seems that her body won't listen to her. She felt weak and at the same time, dizzy.
"What is wrong with me?" she mentally worried all the while thinking how utterly slow her movements were.
"Oh, it's okay Miss Matsumoto. I can always help you," Ryuzaki said pulling her closer to him, almost hugging her from the back.
Keira's now too aware of the close contact that they had shared causing her senses to go haywire as she felt his hand caressed her exposed nape. To an outsider, it looked like a romantic hug from a lover but to Keira, it felt like her body is burned.
"Oh God, please help me," she mentally prayed.
Meanwhile, Tora had started to get bored of the party. He had been endlessly taking to businessmen since earlier, who have, in one way or another did or say something stupid that pissed him. However, he could only do nothing but retort sarcastically and smile, not a kind, apologetic smile but the one that shows he's pissed and merely controlling himself.
"Damn, crazy mongrels!"
There had also been a number of scantily clad girls who have shamelessly thrown themselves at him for the past hour or so, wanting his attention, which never fails to amuse him, "Girls, no matter what they are, they're all just bitches!"
Tora's mood didn't lightened a bit. Staying in the hall with nothing but gold-diggers kept him annoyed the rest of the evening so he decided to get some fresh air in the balcony. However, his sour mood took another level as he watched the scene displayed. Standing in front of him was his crazy teacher hugging another teacher and letting his hands roam along her body. They didn't notice his presence though.
Noting her flushed cheeks, anybody could tell that she's enjoying it. She never even tried to resist.
Tora almost turned his back when he caught a glimpse of her eyes. Her eyes, which usually filled with determination, laughter, mischief and sometimes a crazy twinkle are now filled with fear!
She's scared?!
In a split second, he found himself walking towards them.
"Damn her!" he not too quietly uttered as approached nearer the two.
"Here you are Miss Matsumoto! I've been looking for you everywhere!" a deep voice suddenly exclaimed causing Keira to be yanked away from Ryuzaki.
Keira turned to see the Igarashi heir standing in all his Arabian princely glory, with a smug look on his face.
"Thank God, Tora-chan's here! she silently prayed.
"I hope I did not interrupt anything," his dry attempt at teasing almost had him sound like a jealous lover. Almost.
Relief washed over Keira as she held her ground, not trusting to open her mouth but visibly happy at Tora's presence.
Without really looking at Mr. Ryuzaki, Tora gazed at Keira.
"I believed you have agreed to help me speak to some foreign visitors, Miss Matsumoto. Shall we go see them now?" Tora asked although he had sounded demanding.
Keira could only nod at Tora's words. She didn't really understood anything he had said but that didn't matter, what matters most is that she could get away from the pervert of a teacher.
Without turning back, Tora effortlessly strode towards the hall where the party still continued, Keira feeling nauseous, tried to walk beside him. They reach the gazebo in the ground floor. Tora almost felt relief at the sight of his limo parked just a few meters away from them.
"Wait, Igarasssshi-san! Please waittt, I caaan't keep up withhh yow," Keira almost stuttered without realizing. She had never seen this kind of Tora. He seemed pissed and she felt weak. She could never decipher what was his reason for saving her from the clutches of her co-teacher.
Immediately, Tora turned around, causing Keira who was still walking towards him to bump to his chest.
"Ouucchhh... Yow down't haaaave toooo beeee soooo rough yow knowwww!" Keira pouted, massaging her head.
"You're drunk!" Tora stated as a matter of fact, eyeing her disgruntled frame. Her ponytail's in a mess, with a few of her hair sticking out. Her eyes almost wet with unshed tears. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips look so soft despite a smear on the lower lip.
"Of course I'm notttt! Sayyy, can one beee drunkkk on a glasss of juuuuuice?" Keira chuckled. She look like a beautiful fairy under the moonlight rather than a disgruntled drunk genie.
"Nope, but apparently, you did not drink just any juice, seeing that you're drunk now. Go home now Miss Matsumoto." Tora then turned his back on her determined to leave her.
"Toooora-channnn, please dooon't leave meeee!" Keira immediately hugged his back and cried her heart's content. She couldn't understand herself anymore and she doesn't care. What she wants now is to get through these overwhelming emotions she didn't know what to do with.
Stunned, Tora abruptly stopped. He was glued to the ground momentarily.
"I still have other things to attend to, please excuse me," Tora eagerly took a step only to be hampered but Keira with open arms now in front of him.
"Nooooo..." Keira furrowed her brows, stubbornly meeting Tora's cold eyes.
"Get out of my way, stupid drunk!" Tora not too lightly pushed Keira to the side as he strode forward, but Keira managed to dodge and now tackled Tora instead, causing them to stumble in the ground, Tora under Keira who is now straddling him, releasing light punches on his chest.
"Nooo, nooo, nooo," Keira continued although feeling weak and somehow dizzy.
Tora on the other hand sighed and let her be. Stupid woman!
Sometime later, Keira feeling soo weak, felt something.
"Neee Tora-chann, I feel nauseous..." Keira said while covering her hand.
"What! Get off me! Now!" Tora almost screamed as he tried to push her to his side but to no avail.
"Tora- channnn, bwaaaaaarrrgggghhhhh... bwaaaarrggghhh... bwaaarrrgghhh..." Keira finally lose control and vomited right through Tora's chest.
"Urgghhh..." Tora could only watch in horror as his custom-made prince costume from the Arab Country was ruined. Totally!
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