A/N: Howdy! I'm baaa~aaaack with another chapter! I'd like to thank those who alerted this!
Lily: Thank you! Heh heh, neither would I…
Gypsygrrl: Thanks a heap for the encouraging review! (I also agree with Kensei/Shuuhei. *creepy fangirl grin*) I'll try my best to keep my Yumi/Shuu as accurate as possible… *hopeful grin*
Enjoy~!
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Dear Gods, may I ask you one thing?
What the hell did I do to deserve this? Was it a slip-up in grading? Making a move on Matsumoto? (If that's the reason, why didn't you smite Iba?) Was it because I yelled at Kensei?! Why am I so…unlucky? I didn't put a 13 on my face for crying out loud!
The assault has begun and I can't even predict his next move! It goes from something as blatantly obvious as making an…incredibly inappropriate implication in the middle of my class or something as subtle as a simple brush of his hand on mine! It has me so confused and messed up I actually snapped at Matsumoto. MATSUMOTO!!! It certainly doesn't help that my colleagues have started taking bets on how long I'll last. Renji bet one week (the bastard) and yet Kensei seems to think I'll last a whole two months. Matsumoto doesn't even care… I have a feeling she just wants to see me paired with another male…
The worst part is that Ayesagawa seems to think I'm going to be the submissive one in the relationship! I admit, I may be a little…not aggressive but that doesn't mean I'll bottom to a guy I mistook for a girl at first glance!
…Oh shit… I'm actually considering the possibility of a relationship with my student! God dammit, why is he making this so hard?!
Positive point of this entry: …He hasn't molested me in public yet. And I found a penny on the side of the street. Good luck? I guess we'll see…
End of Journal Entry #2
"A-ah! Madarame-kun? May I speak with you after class?" asked Shuuhei as the bell rang. Ikkaku Madarame raised an eyebrow but stayed.
"What can I do for you, Sensei?" the senior asked.
"You're friends with Ayesagawa, correct?"
"…What are you asking, Sensei?"
"I-I'm not exactly sure how to phrase this, but is there a way you could convince him to…choose another target?"
"…"
Then he started laughing.
…Why that little shit…
"…Are you laughing at me, Madarame?" Shuuhei asked twitching. Ikkaku calmed himself as he wiped a tear away.
"I'm afraid I can't do that," he replied.
"What?!" Shuuhei exclaimed, "Why not?"
"I've honestly never seen Yumi so excited about something. You can't expect me to discourage my best friend from pursuing his newest love interest," Ikkaku stated, "Sorry Sensei. It's not like Yumi treats his lovers badly or anything. I honestly think he's after more than your ass this time." Ikkaku looked at the clock and blanched.
"I should probably get going. Yumi's gonna be pissed… See ya, Hisagi-sensei. Sorry." Ikkaku grabbed his bag and left.
…Greeeeeaaaaat…
Then there was silence…
Shuuhei looked at the stack of papers he had to grade with dismay.
"You know, I wouldn't mind helping you with the correcting, Shuu-sensei," an all too familiar voice drawled.
Shuuhei felt a blush explode onto his face as he turned to face the bane of his very existence, Yumichika Ayesagawa.
"Ayesagawa, what are you doing here?"
The young man huffed, "I'm here to offer my…services."
"Wha-what are you implying?!" Shuuhei spluttered. Yumichika smiled softly.
"Whatever you interpret, I actually am here to help you out. That stack looks atrocious. Not even your natural beauty cancels it out. Do you really intend to take it on by yourself?" the senior asked, walking inside and taking a seat next to the teacher, "Do you have a key for these?"
"Who said you could help?!" the teacher-to-be barked.
Yumichika turned to look at Shuuhei and raised an eyebrow.
"Hisagi-sensei, be sensible. Muguruma-sensei already went home and you're here trying to correct this repugnant pile of papers alone?" the student asked. Shuuhei faltered before making an unhappy noise of acquiescence. Smiling happily, Yumichika bent down and kissed the irritated man on the mouth. He swept his tongue across the other's bottom lip, smiling when Shuuhei unconsciously parted his lips. Yumichika pulled away, taking in the blush that was set prettily against scarred and tattooed cheeks. Shuuhei opened his eyes. (Funny, he didn't remember closing them…)
"Thanks for trusting me, Shuuhei-sensei, but I really should be getting home. I don't mean to confuse you or anything, of course. I truly feel something for you," he said as he flounced out of the room. Shuuhei blinked.
…Oh shit…
…Oh shit…
"God dammit!" Shuuhei cursed.
"Hey kid, forgot my keys…" Kensei's familiar voice said as the silver haired man entered the room. He stopped short. Shuuhei glared up at him, annoyance written on his face.
"Ayesagawa?"
"Ayesagawa. Kissed. Me."
"Didn't that happen last week-"
"With tongue."
"…Uh…Oh…You wanna…talk about it or somethin'?"
Shuuhei stared at Kensei incredulously.
"Uh, no. I'm good…"
Kensei rolled his eyes.
"Look kid, I'm no good at comforting people. You should know that by now…"
Shuuhei let out a small laugh.
"I know that. But I…I actually kinda liked it… The kiss, I mean…" he whispered, "Is that as taboo and cheesy to you as it is to me?"
"Uh…Yeah. It kinda is…"
"…Damn…"
Dear Journal,
Today was a good day.
Shuuhei is slowly becoming more and more accepting and receptive to my advances. If this keeps up I'll be able to make him fall in love with me before the month's end! Ikkaku was actually somewhat useful today. (Surprising, isn't it, Muguruma-sensei?) Apparently Shuuhei fears my sleeping with him and then leaving, seeing Ikkaku felt the need to tell him about how well I treated my lovers.
…I will never understand that boy…
I apologize for the short entry, but I really must be getting to my homework. Kuchiki-sensei has no mercy on us in history…
Yours truly,
Yumichika Ayesagawa
End of Journal Entry #2
