Lesson 7

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Kisuke was pacing in the homeroom, he was normally there after the students but today he greeted each one. He had resisted another encounter with Yoruichi on the train. As enjoyable as those were he tried to keep them to a minimum.

His breath caught in his throat when he heard the happy laughter of his princess. She flitted in the room, golden eyes shining as she listened and laughed intently to Hiyori's story.

"Hello girls.."

"Ohayou, Urahara-sensei." Lisa and Isane giggled as they headed to their desks.

"Shihouin-san, hello."

Yoruichi answered with a bright smile spreading on her face that she was unable to stop as she looked up into her homeroom teachers face.

"Ohayou, sensei." was all she was able to muster.

Kisuke began by reading the roll call, staying on the far side of the room away from Yoruichi's desk. But that didn't stop him from looking. He could hardly keep his eyes off her during class and often met Yoruichi's golden gaze when he did.

This could actually work, he said to himself in regards to having a real relationship with his pupil.

Then, there was a knock on the door and Kisuke was frozen in his tracks, his eyes cutting to Yoruichi's for a split second.

"Hiya, Sensei." Kuukaku Shiba said heartily, with a boisterous chuckle as she gracefully strode into the classroom as if she owned it

Stealthily her eyes scanned the room taking in all 10 females of the 24 students in Kisuke's home room. And without missing a beat she hugged Kisuke roughly, finishing up with a slap on his back.

"I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd come by."

Kisuke was speechless, shaken even. His face stark white and blank.

"Spoke to the principle. Very friendly guy. He told me where your classroom was."

Kisuke, still silent, was completely bewildered, his face clearly showing it.

Kyouraku! Of course he'd tell her, what with all that cleavage she's showing. Kisuke thought to himself. His thoughts finally coming back to him after having retreated out of sheer shock.

Kuukaku was in casual clothes again. A bright red V neck t-shirt that looked like it was painted on; black jeans she wore like a second skin, that hung low on her hips. She was still sporting her flip-flops from the night before.

"Who's bed did she roll out of?" Hiyori whispered to Yoruichi.

Yoruichi eyes narrowed at the overly friendly foreigner who obviously must work as a street-walker.

"He said I should just come in and see how you handle yourself. Aren't you gonna introduce me to the wonderful smiling faces of your students, Ki- Urahara-san?"

Kisuke was still mortified. Yoruichi was burning, her fist-balled.

"Ahh, class." Kisuke struggled to kept the tension from his voice. "This is Shiba Kuukaku, a friend of mine."

"Ohayou, Shiba-san." the class said in unison with the exception of the scowling, utterly boiling Yoruichi, who had taken exception to the visitor and her familiarity with Kisuke.

The loud and obnoxious, as Yoruichi would recall her later, visitor stayed until lunch just sitting in the back of the class staring at Kisuke or chiming in during lessons.

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"Do you think he used to date her?"

"Who?"

"Urahara-sensei and Shiba-san. Do you think they used to date?" Isane pondered poking at her soba noodle dish.

"Why do you say used to. He's probably dating her now. Did you see what she was wearing?"

"No way." Lisa cut in. " Did you see how he looked at her, he didn't seem too happy to see her and he seemed nervous." Lisa herself was not to happy to see that Urahara my have a social life outside of school.

"Maybe she's his old sempai and he still feels like her junior." Isane continued stirring her noodles before dipping them in sauce and taking a bite.

"I bet they had sex at some point." Hiyori said plainly. "Probably last night." she chuckled digging into her lunch.

"Why would he want to have sex with that old hag?" Yoruichi shouted over the gossiping girls. "She has to be at least 25. And why doesn't she wear a shirt that fits, her breasts are practically hanging out!"

"Like she's one to talk," Hiyori whispered to Lisa nodding her head at Yoruichi's cleavage. Isane pulled her uniform shirt, trying to cover her own.

"I heard that..." Yoruichi growled, flames seeming to rise behind her as she punched Hiyori in the top of the head.

"HEY! Why are you so pissed off?"

Yoruichi caught herself, she scanned the faces of her confused friends. The other patrons in the small noodle shop stared too.

"I'm not..."her demeanor change in an instant to a sheepish like calm. "its just..." She couldn't, wouldn't dare tell them. Because of how it had started, Urahara-sensei would surely be fired and then possibly killed by Soi Fon if it got out. No, she couldn't tell the truth not even to them, not even now that she…. "I must be getting my period. Sorry." She began stuffing herself with her lunch.

Though Yoruichi had gotten through lunch with very few questions about her outburst it still didn't stop her jealous rage that continued to build. Everywhere she looked she seemed to see that evil amazon Kuukaku.

"Shihouin!"

Yoruichi snapped back to reality to see she was in PE class and was supposed to be playing a friendly game of volleyball.

"I told you to stop spiking the ball, hit the track and work off that aggression."

Yoruichi rolled her eyes at the coach, but was glad to get away. As she began running, her mind was filled with all the things she'd like to do to Shiba.

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"SHIHOUIN!" Coach Nagai shouted to the busty teen as she bolted around the track like lightning, displaying another one of her may talents.

Yoruichi stopped her long strides around the track, her chest heaving, sweat pouring.

"Aren't you tired yet. PE's over. Put all this equipment away and get to your next class."

Yoruichi reluctantly jogged in from the field, and began gathering the balls and nets, putting them in the larger netted bag and headed to the equipment shed. Sweat poured over her, her hair was wet and sticking to her body and after doing as she was told, she was hardly anymore calmed down.

"You like cutting it close."

Her heart nearly leapt out of her chest before her jaw then clinched thinking of Shiba.

Kisuke looked around to make sure no one was watching and pushed Yoruichi in the dimly lit shed. He wasted no time curling his body over her slender slick form, snaking his arms around her waist and nuzzling her sweaty neck. Her scent even now was intoxicating.

"Is that your girlfriend?" Yoruichi snapped wriggling away from him.

"What?" He asked puzzled. He was hoping to avoid this conversation.

"You know who? Shiba, is that your girlfriend?"

"Why? Are you jealous?" he smiled playfully cocking his eyebrow.

She glared at him her golden eyes raking at him like claws.

"Ahh.." his smile faded as he raised his hands in surrender. "No, no she's not. I swear."

Kisuke's heart swelled. She was jealous, which meant she liked him. At least a little. Or she liked what they were doing and didn't want anything to keep her from it or him.

"Lets not talk about her." He reached for her again.

"No lets… What was she doing here?"

"Just as she said, visiting. And No, I didn't invite her."

"How long have you known her?"

These were all valid questions a girlfriend should know and he would be more then happy to go over them with her. But just not now.

"Yoruichi. I want you. Just you, not her. We don't have that much time." He stared in her eyes giving her a reassuring nod.

She was still upset and she would have her questions answered but there were more important things to do.

His hands began roaming over her body, little pecking kisses on her neck as his hand cupped the underside of her breasts squeezing the pliant flesh.

"No.." Yoruichi pulled from him feeling herself getting lost. "I need to shower first."

"I want you like this." he stepped up to her, she looked up in his gray eyes as his hands cupped her face, his mouth engulfed hers in a deep probing kiss. He walked backwards until his foot hit the stack of mats he had set up. He lay back on the mats pulling Yoruichi on top of him.

"Sit on my lap with your knees up." He said unbuckling his belt and pulling out his already stiff member, the tip red, pulsing and dripping precum.

The only thing that would surpass seeing himself fuck Yoruichi in the mirror was her rosy little pussy spread wide as he speared her. That's what he was planning to see now. Yoruichi sat on his bare legs after he took his pants and boxers down to his knees. His coarse leg hair tickling her thighs. She still felt self-conscious being so sweaty from class. But Kisuke was thoroughly enjoying himself.

Yoruichi squatted on his lap legs wide open. He hooked his finger in her PE uniform pulling back the wet fabric revealing her glistening puffy and completely shaven pussy. Her clit already engorged and distended. He rubbed his thumb over the sensitive little stem.

"Oooohhh."

"You like that, huh?"

"Yes."

He rubbed it again watching the little flutters in Yoruichi's face, her body twitching in delight.

"Sit on it." He said in a low commanding growl, smirking lecherously at her. Her body tingled from head to toe as he watched her. She rose up slightly just enough to position herself over his lengthy eagerly erect shaft.

Her face shown anguished delight as she lowered herself on him. He stroked the silky soft skin of her brown lean shapely thighs. Yoruichi began bobbing slowing to accept the thick bulbous tip then sliding down gently. Taking in the full length of him.

Kisuke gripped Yoruichi thighs roughly, resisting the urge to immediately start thrusting. He felt her moist pussy lips on his skin, her round perfect ass resting on his tightening balls; her insides throbbing wildly at his size.

Her hands began stroking the taut muscles of abdomen. He didn't have any hair on his lean muscled chest. And only wisps of sandy blond hair started just below his navel in a thin trail down to a neatly trimmed hair at the base of his cock.

Gradually, Yoruichi began to bounce. Her eyes closed, head lolling back and forth. Delicious little whimpers and mews coming from her. Kisuke watched her as his wet shiny cock disappeared into her tight hot velvety cunt each time she sank down.

He reached up grabbing her wobbling breast. Palming and kneading it for several moments before he tweaked the hard nipple roughly.

Yoruichi squealed, opening her eyes and looking at him, arching her back pushing herself into her palming hand, smiling but still not stopping her bouncing.

Her hips began to roll in small circles on each downward stroke.

She was a sight, her lips parted erotically her hair bouncing with her. Her large breasts jiggling sensually in her shirt.

Kisuke's thumb went back to Yoruichi's pink poking clit rubbing it back and forth.

"No, don't do that." she cried out, her eyes wide as jolts of pleasure shot through her with each stroke. "Its too much. I… I….." The excitement of his touch causing her to shudder.

Kisuke smiled feeling his own orgasm building in his balls as Yoruichi's hips started moving more erratically, hungry desire and need for release swirling thru her; her fingers digging into his stomach as she steadied herself.

He was fighting to stay in control, her insides were squeezing him violently.

Yoruichi's eyes grew wide.

"I'm….Immmmm Cummmminggg Kisukeeeee…" Waves of pounding, pure and erotic pleasure pulsed thru her as she sunk down on Kisuke's cock, taking him in to the hilt. Then, able to come down she was hit again, her breath caught in sweet agony as she felt Kisuke's molten hot seed rocket into her, gush after gush.

Kisuke, eyes closed tight his body stiff, back arched as he bucked into her womb emptying all he had.

Yoruichi finally collapsed totally spent, on Kisuke's heaving chest. He slowly stroked her hair. His cum spilling between them on his stomach.

"So..." he said several minutes later, sweetly wrapping his arms around her waist. "You're staying in the city for vacation?"

"Yes." Yoruichi said breathlessly. "I told my parents that I never get to hang out with my friends here and summer would be a great chance to do that."

"I know once the semester is over our arrangement is complete. …. "

Yoruichi stiffened in his arms.

"I want to see you outside of school... I have nothing to use as leverage, and I'm sorry I threatened your friends..." He did feel deeply sorry about that. "...but I was hoping you would want to."

"I want to." Yoruichi replied without thinking.

"Really?"

"Yeah," she said catching herself and trying to sound nonchalant as she sat up and rolled off of him. "If there's nothing else to do." she continued coolly.

"Right."

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They had taken separate exits from the locker room and Yoruichi was regretting her cool response to Kisuke's invitation. If the other girls were given the opportunity they would have surely taken it.

xxxx

"Are you going to eat tonight, Yoruichi-sama?"

"I can't," She was picking at her food. "Soi Fon?….. May I tell you something?"

"Certainly."

"Have you ever cared for someone, but realized it was more than just caring and love just kind of snuck up on you?"

Where was this coming from? Soi Fon thought. She couldn't be talking about...

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Because… I'm in love…" Yoruichi said with a longing sigh. "I didn't want to believe it at first but then today... And it started so unconventionally to say the least."

Soi Fon's head was spinning so much so she was just catching every other word.

"But I cant help the way that I feel and I've tried Soi Fon, I've tried but I just cant!" Yoruichi was excited and rambling she had to tell someone, anyone.

"Oh, Yoruichi-sama!" Soi Fon reached for the young love struck girl ready to pour out her heart as well.

"He wants us to spend our summer vacation together and-.."

HE.

The girl was continuing to talk but all that kept playing in Soi Fon's head was HE. HE. HE. HE.

I'm such a fool. How could I have thought it was me. She clinched her jaw trying to refocus on the beaming girl.

I'm such a fool.

Soi Fon stepped back appalled and totally embarrassed though Yoruichi didn't notice as she continued to gush.

"He's so handsome and smart and strong. I hated him at first, I mean, not at the very beginning but then he did - " she chose her words carefully... "some things that weren't the best, to try to get close to me. But I can forgive him for that because I wanted it too. I tried to hate him but I just can't."

"Who is this young man?" Soi Fon said through gritted teeth and a pained smile.

"I can't tell you just yet. There are some things we have to get through first. Isn't it wonderful though, Soi Fon... I'm in love." She grabbed Soi Fon's shoulders looking down into her dark blue eyes and hugging her ferociously. Then kissed her on the cheek.

Soi Fon felt a lump the size of a mountain in her throat. She didn't know if she should scream or cry.

She left the floating teen, seething. She marched downstairs to Mr. Shihouin's office.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Yes, Soi Fon?" Mr. Shihouin didn't even look up from his papers..

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To be continued