Saturday. Not dressed as a teacher, Ginpachi walks down the street while his attention is on his phone. When someone sends him a text message, he checks it, then laughs. Tif noticed Ginpachi, then decided to say hi. She waves. "Hey, Mr. Sakata," she said with a smile. He looks up. "Huh? Oh, it's you. Hey Meson." When they passed each other Ginpachi thought of someone. He turns around, seeing an empty outline of someone that's supposed to be standing next to Tif.

"Hey, Meson!" She turns around with a box of cake in her hands. "Yeah?"

"Where's Violet?" She looks around. "Umm... Desirae? S-She a-at home." Ginpachi notices the stuttering, but why? "Where did you get that cake from?"

"Uh..." She pretends to text on the phone. "My grandma." He stares at it. "It looks fresh and store-bought. Is that the receipt?" She hides it. "Okay, you caught me. I brought it."

"Where?"

"The bakery..." He raises his eyebrow. "Which one?" She looks to the right. "Somewhere..." Ginpachi stares at her. Yup, she's lying. "Can I see the name on the box?" She shakes her head. "Uh, no. This bakery sucks. I know another one with better pasty and cakes." He points at the box. "I want to try that store. Where is it again?" She started to panic. "The store is called Tasty Cakes." Ginpachi took a picture of the box and did a reverse image search. He looks up at her. She frowns.

"You lied to me, Meson. Your homeroom class will have detention for three days. I want the truth." She gasps. Detention for three days? She won't be able to see her boyfriend. Ginpachi sensei is abusing his detention power. She sighed. "I'm sorry, Desirae. Okay, I will tell you."

Desirae stood behind the register at a cake shop. She's dressed in black with a tiny cake name tag on the right side of her shirt. The funny part is that she had to wear a hat with a plastic donut on top of it. She sighed. "I can't believe this is the only job I can do for now. Only Tif knows I work here. I hope no one else in my class comes here." She crouches down and starts adding more cakes to the display glass. She sighed when she heard the glass door open. "Another customer." Desirae stands up and looks towards the door. She sees Ginpachi talking to another guy with sunglasses. As they walk to the front counter, she turns around quickly to make people think she's fixing the donut display. WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE? WHO TOLD HIM I WAS HERE? TIF IS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS! SHE WOULDN'T! WOULD SHE? DAMN THAT GINPACHI!

Ginpachi stops at the counter. Desirae still has her back turned. "Hello, I would like to order."

"Uh… Just shout what you want. I'm busy right now."

"Why don't you come over here? I'm in the mood for some donuts!"

"No! Now would you wait!" Ginpachi examines her. He knows who she is. "Look, bro, free samples." Ginpachi and his friend stole some cookies and stuffed them in their mouth. She turns around. "No! You have to pay for them, you ass!" Desirae thought about what she did, then cursed herself. She was supposed to be hiding from him. She sighed. "Damn."

"Well, well. Look what we have here." He swallows the cookie. "Hello, Desirae." Ginpachi grins as he wiggles his fingers at her. "I had no idea you worked here." Tatsuma laughs. He knew she worked here. "Well, who is this Ginpachi?" Tatsuma asked. "My student. You know, the one I told you about." Tatsuma nods. "Oh, that one." He tips his sunglasses, then laughs. "I see what you were talking about." Desirae ignores what he said, then walks over to the counter. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Hey… What's with the attitude, little girl?" Tatsuma asked. "Yeah, you need to relax. I have been coming here for years. I am a regular," Ginpachi said. "No, you're not!"

"Hey, you don't know that," Tatsuma said. "I do know because I have been working here since January. I have never seen you come here before. Now get out!" She pointed. "Is everything alright here?" The manager asked. Ginpachi bangs his fist on the counter. "No, it isn't. I am very outraged!"

"He's mad!" Tatsuma shouted. "I'm pissed as fuck!"

"He's heated!"

"Fuming. This little girl right here." He points to Desirae. "Your Employee is very rude to me. So disrespectful! The profanity leaked from her mouth. So toxic!"

"Almost made our ears bleed." Ginpachi crosses his arms while nodding. "That's right, Tatsuma. You should have heard what she said to me. As a customer. I-I feel hurt." Ginpachi covers his face and pretends to cry. Desirae can't believe this. This liar is going to get her fired. "Look what you did to him!" Tatsuma wraps his arms around Ginpachi to comfort him. "I can't believe this happened. Miss Violet, what do you have to say for yourself?" The manager asked. "No! He's lying. He was-I-I didn't." Ginpachi starts laughing. "Alright, that's enough. Calm down. I was playing around. There's no problem here."

"Really? Are you sure?" Ginpachi nods. "I was joking." He nods. "Okay. Keep up the work, Desirae." Her manager walks away while she glares at Ginpachi and Tatsuma. "Are you fucking serious?"

"It was only a joke. You should say thank sexy, Ginpachi. You're so awesome."

"And say it nicely." Tatsuma teased. "You make me fucking sick!" They lean back in shock. "Whoa, she's feisty, Ginpachi."

"I told you." He points to her. "Watch your tone, young lady," Tatsuma said. "Whatever, second Ginpachi. Now you two better leave." Ginpachi didn't respond. He just stood there staring at something. "Do you have a problem?"

"Yeah. I'm trying not to." He chuckles. "Not to laugh, but you have a donut hole on the top of your head." Tatsuma and Ginpachi burst out laughing. "Hold on. I want to try something." Tatsuma crumbled a piece of paper and threw it through the donut hole in her hat. "Oh snap, it went through." They laugh at Desirae again. She grits her teeth, getting pissed off. "Hey! Hurry up and order! You're holding up the line!" Tatsuma and Ginpachi look behind them. They are the only two in line. With their glasses tipped, they turn around to stare at her. "There's no one behind us," Tatsuma said. Ginpachi leans onto the counter.

"Whatever, what do you want?"

"Cake, what other reason we will come here?" Ginpachi asked. "You said to pick with her," Tatsuma whispered. They laugh. "Shush. Just give us five pieces of cake. Any kind will do. It's free, right?"

"Hell no. You have to pay like everyone else here." The guys look at each other. "Pay? Is she serious?" Tatsuma asked. "Exactly. Me? Pay? Your education is free. You better give me a teacher's discount."

"There's no such thing here. Now pay up. All cakes here are a dollar sixty-five on up." He sighed. "This is a scam. Just let me slide for today."

"Hell no. Pay up now. If you don't, then slide your broke ass home." Tatsuma laughs. "You are broke sometimes, Ginpachi." He scoffed. "Not all the time. Look, stop playing and give me some sugar."

"You have to pay for this sugar."

"Really? So no free cakes?"

"No."

"I teach you math every day."

"I don't care."

"So what about the kiss on my cheek?"

"That's a hell no."

"Fine then." Ginpachi slides her his credit card. "Really? You have a credit card, and you're trying to get free shit?"

"Why not? And I don't carry cash. Only my cards." Desirae bags the cakes, then swipe his card. She slides it back to him. "Here. Enjoy your day, sir!" She said with an attitude. Tatsuma laughs as Ginpachi snatches the bag. "You are so rude! Next time I will file a complaint."

"That right, little girl." They walk away. Ginpachi thought of something, turned around, then walked back to the counter. "Since it's Saturday. My couch is warm, so come over to my place. Bring that chocolate and a strawberry shortcake, miss cream puff."

"You know what. Okay."

"Really?"

"Hell no. Now get out!" Ginpachi knocks over the tip jar on purpose. "You might want to clean that up." He sticks his tongue out at her, then walks out the door.

After work, Desirae is ready to go home. While waiting for the bus, her mother calls, saying she's on a date again, so she has the house to herself. She is debating whether she should go home. Or head to Tif's house. "I wonder..."

Twenty-five minutes later, Desirae knocks on a door. Ginpachi swings his door open, then smile. "So, you decided to come over after all."

"Yeah, so which cake do you want? Chocolate or Strawberry?"

"Hurry and get in here. I have a major sweet tooth." She walks in. "You better have milk here. If you don't, I'm out." Desirae and Ginpachi sat on the couch while eating cake. She looks at her teacher as he lies on the sofa, looking brainless. He turns the channel. "Is this what you do on Saturday nights?"

"Only when I'm bored and don't have a date."

"Well, why don't you have a date?"

"Why don't you?" She frowns. "Shut up." Desirae cuts her another slice of cake. "Damn. Can you hand me a napkin? I drop some cake pieces." He sigh. "It's right there. Get up and get it."

"Stop being lazy. I'm a guest here. You're closer, so you can get it for me." He sighed. "No." Desirae stood up and picked up some napkins. "Lazy." When she sat back down, Ginpachi stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Desirae follows after him. "Where is the milk?"

"In here. Open and get it." He taps the refrigerator. "I'm not looking through your fridge. Get the milk for me." He groans. "Get it yourself. I'm at home. Stop trying to make me do work," he complained.

"You are such a big ass baby." He sighed. "Shut up."

"No, you shut up!" Desirae hits him in the face by accident. "My eye..." Ginpachi covers his face while cursing and complaining. Desirae moves closer to him. "Are you alright? Did I hit you that hard? I'm sorry. Let me see it."

"Hell no. Get away from me."

"Look, I'm sorry. Just let me see it. Are you injured?" She washes her hands. "I don't know. Ow! Look what you did." He hisses, trying to soothe the pain. "Don't touch your eye. Let me see it." She closes the space between them. "Okay. I think it's red."

Ginpachi removes his hands. While she checks his eye, he wraps his arms around her waist, then pecks her on the lips. She looks up at him with her eyebrows raised, thinking what the fuck? "Ginpachi Sensei?" When his lips touched hers again, Desirae closed her eyes when he pushed her against the counter. The glass of milk drops and shatters to the floor. Her lips move with his as she runs her hands over his chest.

He pulls away to see her reaction. "How was that?" Desirae didn't respond. He waves his hand over her face. "Hey." Still no reply. She's just standing there, looking around. Ginpachi snaps his finger. "Oi! Answer me, damn it."

"Shush! I am thinking."

"Thinking? Are you serious?"

"Yes! I don't know how I feel about this. You have a girlfriend, and fuck! You cheated on her with me! I wanted this for so long, but." She rubs her arm up and down while pacing the kitchen. Ginpachi sighed. "I don't have a girlfriend." She looks at him. "The girlfriend. I made her up."

"You did?" He nods. "But you were texting a girl." He sighed. "I was, and she wanted to date me. But then she told me to change my hair color. So I told her to fuck off. I'm single, Violet. I have been single." He sighed. "Did I fucked up? Do you not want me as much as I want you?" She looks at him. "I do want you. It's just that I never expected this to happen." Ginpachi sighed. "I fucked up. I should have asked you before-"

Desirae pulled Ginpachi's face to her and kissed him. He kisses her back immediately as his hands slide down her back. She pushes him against the counter while running her fingers through his hair. She pulls away, then stares at him while breathing heavily. Ginpachi stares back while waiting for one of them to say something. Desirae backs away. "Oh no. What have we done? You are my teacher. I am your student. Do you want to go down the route with me?" She started to pace the kitchen again, then stopped when Ginpachi took hold of her hand. "Hey, there's no need to be scared. I wanted this to happen for a long time."

"But-but I'm your-"

"Shut up. Because tonight, you are not my student." Desirae smiles. Ginpachi wraps his arms around her waist, then pulls her closer to him. She caresses his face as they share a passionate kiss. They have been waiting for this moment for a long time. When they pull away, Ginpachi's lips travel down to her neck. Desirae closes her eyes to enjoy the affection she has been waiting on.