Well it's been a very long time. I've had this chapter on the back burner for a while, but was struggling over some of the finer points. With any luck, I'll be able to turn out some chapters much quicker than this one. I Hope you enjoy this one!

On normal days, I look forward to hearing the final buzzer ring. It signals that sweet freedom has arrived and that the remaining hours of the day are mine to use as I see fit. Today isn't a normal day however.

I've got after school detention with Kashiwagi.

In about forty minutes this class will end, the bell will toll and my classmates will filter out of the room. I'll be left all alone, subjected to her whims. If only there was a TV in the class, I might be able to slip into it and take my chances against the shadows.

She's up at the front of the class now with her back turned towards us as she scribbles something on the blackboard. I haven't been able to pay any attention to the lesson at all, so I'm not sure what she is writing. Since I took my seat, I've been desperately scanning the room for an escape route. So far it's been a futile endeavor, but I keep searching.

As my head swivels, I make eye contact with Yukiko who sits beside me. She can see the terror building in my eyes. With each passing minute I'm getting more and more desperate to escape my fate.

Yukiko smiles and leans across the narrow aisle between our desks.

"I'm so sorry," she whispers, "It's my fault we were late, and that you got detention."

"It's not your fault," I assure her with a shrug. "I think she would have found a reason to keep me after school no matter what."

Yukiko's lip starts to curl into a smile.

'But I'll tell you what," I continue, "help me tunnel out of here and I'll owe you one. We just need to find a shovel."

Yukiko nearly bursts into one of her laughing fits, but she is able to contain herself by placing both hands over her mouth. She only lets out a grunting sound, which causes Kashiwagi to spin around and scan over the students. Luckily, she quickly goes back to writing on the board.

Yukiko manages to get her laughter under wraps for now, but I notice she is turning red. Holding the laughs at bay is making her want to laugh even harder. Thankfully, she regains her composure with a gulp.

"Don't make me laugh like that in class," she pleads with a smirk.

I smile back at her deviously. She notices the abnormal look I am giving her.

"What is it?" she questions.

"Oh, I just got an idea. If I send you into one of your giggle fits, you might end up in detention with me. If I'm not alone, I might be saved from untold horrors" I reply quietly.

She doesn't burst into laughter at my comment this time. Instead, she reaches a hand across the aisle and places it on top of mine.

"I didn't know you were so frightened! If you're that scared, maybe I'll try to get detention on purpose. It wouldn't be good if calamity befell our dear leader," she quips.

I place my other hand on top of hers. "Normally I'd say that if you've got my back, I've got yours. But you don't have to do that for me. It won't be that bad…..I hope" I reply with uncertainty.

Her smile widens with my hand rested on hers.

"Well I suppose it can't be helped," she concludes. "But I wanted to ask you, before you got detention I mean, after school…are you doing anything…do you have plans I mean? I was hoping we might be able to spend some time together….you know, maybe….just you and me.."

If I'm not mistaken, she's trying to ask me if I'd like to go on a date with her. She's showing a lot of courage, as I can see she is battling her innate shyness. I know she likes me, but she has a hard time expressing her feelings like this. I mirror her smile.

Before I can offer a reply, there is a knock on the door and Kashiwagi stops mid-sentence. She turns toward the door and peers through the narrow window. From my seat, I can't see who is on the other side, but I hear Kashiwagi release an audible sigh and scowl. It must be one of her female students, as she usually reserves that kind of contempt for them.

She waves for the person to enter. The door slides open to reveal two familiar faces in the hallway; Chie and Yosuke.

They nervously enter the room together and stand near the door.

"Um, sorry we're late for class," Yosuke begins, "we..um..we…"

Kashiwagi crosses her arms and glares at Yosuke, awaiting an explanation.

"Umm, it's just that, we were…uh…," Yosuke stumbles over his words, not knowing where to begin.

"Don't strain yourself," Kashiwagi interrupts. "I understand perfectly. You and your girlfriend were likely off in some broom closet somewhere, probably half undressed…."

The entire class lets out an extended jeer in unison, and I even hear someone whistle. Naturally, Chie looks mortified but remains silent with her head down. Yosuke seems to take it as a compliment with a goofy grin.

Kashwagi's expression hardens and she seems to be considering what to say to the pair.

This could be good, dear reader. It looks like I won't be alone in detention after all. Chie and Yosuke are over fifteen minutes late! She's got to give them detention for that! Plus she thinks they skipped class trying to get to first base. That's got to be punishable.

"Well, I suppose that kind of behaviour is natural for kids your age. But don't do it again during school hours."

"Wh…wha….what do you mean by do it?" Chie stutters before rushing to her seat. The class lets out another jeer.

"Just take your seats and follow the rest of the lesson," Kashiwagi instructs. She glances at me as she speaks.

I'm in disbelief, dear reader. She let them off the hook deliberately to spite me. And that look in her eye, it said 'you're mine!' I've got a bad feeling about this….

Chie and Yosuke creep toward their seats. As Yosuke nears me I am overtaken by the stench emanating from him. He utterly reeks! Kashiwagi thought they were making out somewhere, but it smells like they were up to something much dirtier than that. My face contorts into a grimace and I try to hold my breath.

When he finds his seat, I lean toward him. "Yosuke, no offense, but you reek! What the hell have you been doing!" I whisper.

Yosuke slouches in his chair. "Well, I ended up face first in a garbage can, courtesy of 'The Friend of Inaba Shopping District," he replies.

"Huh? Did you get into a fight or something?" I ask.

"No, I got attacked by a mob! Apparently I am destroying this town because I work at Junes…" he whispers back.

I look at him with a dumbfounded expression.

"Those crazy idiots picked him up and tossed him in a garbage can," Chie cuts in. "And they thought they were doing it for MY benefit! Apparently they think I staged some kind of protest against Junes. So they barged onto the roof and basically swore loyalty to me in the election. But they were not happy to see the Prince of Junes," she continues, nodding toward Yosuke.

"If you ask me, Yosuke's going to have a harder time than we thought getting elected. There were a lot of people in that mob, and they were pretty clear that they aren't voting for Yosuke Hanumura!"

Well this is interesting dear reader. That group has given their support to Chie, just as I intended, but now they've decided that Yosuke is their enemy. What does this mean for me? I'm sure this appears as quite the predicament, but that's only because you don't see my entire plan. In fact, this may even make my victory easier. Yosuke is going to have to take one for the team here. I do feel bad for him, but once I win this election and explain everything to him, he'll agree that it was the right thing to do.

Zero hour has arrived. The bell rings, and my classmates begin gathering their things and racing toward the door. Yukiko stands up but I tug on her sleeve before she departs.

"You're right. We should spend some time together soon. I'll call you if I make it out of here alive. We should do something over the next day or two," I suggest.

"Absolutely!" She replies with an explosive smile. She is relieved to see that I'm interested. "I'll keep my fingers crossed that you make it out of here in one piece. I'll wait for your call!" she giggles before trotting to the door.

However, Kashiwagi halts the class. It seems she has an announcement.

"Class, don't forget that you get your reports cards tomorrow!" she shouts over the rabble of the escaping students. "Some of you have impressed me with your performance in this term, while others need to learn to apply themselves! If you're unsatisfied with your results tomorrow, you only have yourself to blame!"

"You hear that Yosuke?" Chie remarks. "It's the end of the line for you tomorrow. You'll be in cram school before you know it."

"Pssh, keep telling yourself that Chie. You should be worried about your own grades. Like I told you before, since my parents threatened me with cram school if my grades don't improve, I've been applying myself much harder," Yosuke says dismissively.

They both laugh off their squabbling. It's funny, during lunch the same conversation led to a big fight between them, now they're content to jab at each other. Something must have happened between them after they ran off

"Cram school?" I ask. "Are your grades that bad Yosuke?"

"No way bro!" he insists with confidence. "My parents were threatening me with cram school if my grades didn't improve, but it actually motivated me. My grades are gonna be fine!"

Without more conversation, my friends depart. I remain in my seat silently as the last person leaves the room. The door is still open, almost daring me to make a run for it. But it's too late for me…..

Kashiwagi moves back to her desk and takes her seat. She begins typing on her computer. The tapping of the keys is the only sound that fills the room for what seems like eons. She doesn't so much as glance in my direction or acknowledge that I am present. Has she forgotten about me? No! She's toying with me….

Eight minutes pass before she finally looks up and feigns surprise.

"Oh! You're still here! How silly of me to forget," she chuckles ominously.

Our eyes are locked and I feel queasy. Her eyes shine like a predator about to pounce.

She rises from her seat and leans across her desk towards me, giving me a view directly down her blouse. I bite my lower lip.

"Now the question is what to do with you?" she asks. The tone of her voice suggests she's already made up her mind.

"Come over here," she instructs, waving me over with her finger.

I find myself unable to disobey. I march towards her while whispering prayers under my breath. I stop in front of her desk, but she motions for me to come to join her on the other side. Once again, I don't have any option but to adhere to her command.

As I stand over her she sits upright in her chair and stares up at me with a menacing look of hunger in her eyes. She purposely has her back slightly arched to make her chest look even bigger. I'm not sure why she thinks that is necessary, I get the point already. This is just overkill….

"I have a mountain of paperwork to do today," she informs. "As punishment, you're going to help me complete it."

"Yes ma'am" I reply. Paperwork shouldn't be too bad, I think to myself.

"Take a seat," she instructs. But there is only on chair behind her desk. She pats the arm of her chair gently. Oh God, this is going to get worse before it gets better.

I reluctantly do so, and my mind immediately recalls Chie sitting on my lap during 'The King's Game.' I think this is as uncomfortable for me as that was for her. But Kashiwagi's orders are absolute I guess…

I take my place by her side and await further orders. She nudges closer toward me in her chair before sliding open a drawer and removing some files. It looks like spread sheets. She hands me the sheets, and I see they are filled with numbers.

"So this is what you will be doing. I need to input all of the information on these forms into the computer. It's going to go a lot faster if you read out the data to me and I type in." she says in a whisper, as she's basically leaning against me at this point.

I look at the forms she hands me and I am astounded, dear reader. Once I understand what this data is, I see a golden opportunity before me and I will seize it. However, I'll have to do some acting with Kashiwagi if I'm to be successful. I'll swallow my pride for now.

I begin reading out the numbers and she just a quickly punches the numbers into her computer. Ninety two, seventy six, eighty eight; it is monotonous work.

Figuring there is no time like the present to act, I prepare to spring into action. I do a quick self check.

Calm and confident demeanor: Check

Dapper school uniform: Check

Collar popped: Check

The timeless art of seduction begins. I simply need to distract her for a brief moment.

I allow one of the papers to slip from my hand and fall onto Kashiwagi's lap.

"I'm sorry ma'am," I say as I reach for the paper. I make sure that my hand brushes against her thigh when I reach for it. That gets her attention. A blissful smile appears on her face, but she is quick to hide it.

She turns to face me, and I put on a smile.

"You seem quite happy to be in detention," she comments.

"Yes ma'am," I reply.

"Well that's perfect, because I'm happy you're here too. It can be so lonely once my classes finish for the day. And a woman like me has certain needs that can't go unanswered for long."

"Needs?" I reply coyly.

"Oh, that's right," she says with a grin, "I sometimes forget that you must not be well versed in womanly needs. To learn these things, you just need the right teacher." She's looking me directly in the eye and biting her lower lip in anticipation of things that I would rather not think about.

"I can be a teacher, in more ways than one you know. I'm sure I could teach you many things that you won't learn on your own."

"What kind of things?" I inquire.

"All kinds of things," she chirps. "You just need to use your imagination." She puts a hand on my leg and squeezes my thigh.

"Miss Kashiwagi, you're trying to seduce me." I state playfully

She chuckles quietly

"….aren't you?' I question.

"What would you prefer to hear?"

"I'd prefer less talk and more action," I reply. In response, she begins drawing even closer to me. She runs her finger down my chest.

She smirks devilishly. "Mr. Narukami, you are a bad one today aren't you?"

"Bad enough to end up in detention," I reply. That animalistic expression reappears on her face.

As she loses herself in fantasy, I reach around her and hit a few keys on the keyboard. I rearrange and eighty three into a thirty eight and hit enter. Mission accomplished. Kashiwagi is so taken in by me that she doesn't even notice.

"Alas, this isn't the ideal location to continue. The walls here are paper thin. Should someone hear us, we'd be in trouble. Something about you tells me that things would be rather loud. Although that thought does make my heart race!"

I'm astounded. Would she really go through with it? Thankfully she has even a modicum of common sense to realize she'd get caught!

"Your lesson will have to wait until another time," she tells me. "For now, I've got to print of these documents. You're free to go. Consider it a get out of jail free card for being so….agreeable."

She wastes no time getting up and heading out the door to the printer in the main office. I release an exasperated sigh. I feel dirty, and feel like I need a long shower.

Again, I hope to have another chapter up sooner rather than later. The time away from the story has allowed me to plan out how I want the next 3 or 4 chapters to unfold. And if you're so inclined, leave a review or a comment.