Oresama teacher is one of the mangas I've found and that got me hooked up and getting my imagination going nuts.

As a warning my fanfics are as always labelled as mature for a good reason. Those of you that have read my earlier fanfics know what I'm talking about.
I serve lemons. Lots of lemons.

This fanfic has been written under a long time. I promised myself that I would write it from start to finish before putting it up. So yes. It is complete already.

I've only borrowed characters from Izumi Tsubaki and the series Oresama teacher. I exhort you to buy her mangas and make sure that she will continue with this series.

Enjoy!

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She had celebrated her 21:th birthday a few days ago with her best friends since many years back. They had all gathered at her place with food and things to drink. It had maybe been a bit too much booze in the picture. Ok, definitely too much.

Everyone else had gone home but Takaomi had stayed behind to help her empty the last cans of beer. It wasn't like he had to catch a bus or anything like that since his apartment was still the one next to hers.

Soon thereafter her memory started to falter. Crap. She had probably done something embarrassing. The next thing she remembered was how she had woken up feeling warm and fuzzy, not the way that she would have thought she would feel after that much intake of beer. The pillow had felt strange compared to normal, but she bet it was because of the happy feeling she had after the great party the day before.

"Rise and shine sleepyhead." a voice had said, and she opened her eyes wide with shock. When they had adjusted to the light she saw Takaomi's face only inches from her own. She panicked and tried to push away from him. Or rather tried to. The wall didn't budge unlike the object in front of her. He leaned in closer and she did the next best thing to widen the distance between them. She managed to register his surprised face before it went away and a 'thud' was heard when he hit the floor next to the bed. Her cosy pillow followed with him and she realized that she had used his arm as a pillow. Not that she could understand how a hard and muscular arm could be that soft and comfy…

She knew even before he had risen from the floor that he would be furious at her, but she didn't mind it one bit since she felt really angry too. She sat up in her bed making a quick note that she had all her clothes on. Nothing had happened.

He rose and cracked his neck. Takaomi looked down at her with an angry gaze.

"What are you doing in my bed Takaomi-san?! Crap! I must have had too much to drink yesterday cause I can't remember squat. And what about you?! Since when did you get so drunk that you couldn't go the few steps to your own bed?!" she said angrily trying to look more intimidating than she really felt. She managed to see how he at first looked disappointed, but he quickly got his devilish grin back on his face. She yelped quietly inside when he leaned in on her bed again and put his hands on each side of her. She felt like a corned little bunny rabbit that was going to be eaten whole…

"Are you trying to tell me that you already forgot what you did yesterday? What we did together?" Mafuyu registered his questioning eyes but his closeness made her panic and tried to make him go away.

"I didn't do anything! I swear! We have our clothes on so don't try to fool me! Get away from me!" she wailed and tried to push him away.

"Is that the way to talk to the person that you begged not to go yesterday? If I remember correctly someone was saying things like: Takaomi-kuuuuun, please stay with me. I want you to staaaayyyy… And who used my arm as an drooling pillow the whole night?"

Mafuyu leaned backwards trying to further the distance between the two of them. She felt embarrassed since she had been a laughing stock around her friends about that side coming up to the surface when being drunk. She, the old gang leader and one of the best fighters in the area was acting like that…

Mafuyu came back to her senses and looked shocked at him again. Takaomi had moved his head closer again and was only inches away from her. She fell back on the bed and put her hands on his shoulders trying to keep him away once more.

Takaomi was heavy. He pressed on trying to get closer to her having made it into some kind of wrestling match.

"I did not say anything like that!" she yelled feeling her chins turning red with embarrassment. Her memory was totally blank, and she had no idea of what could have happened the night before. She had probably said it, but it was too embarrassing to accept it. She had done everything as of not to show her feelings towards him for so many years since she knew that the day she did he would end his friendship with her forever.

All of a sudden, she heard him whisper with a sensual voice:

"So, you didn't beg me to make you my woman either?" he blew softly in her ear and she felt the warmth of his breath making her body go all 'wobbly'. She felt how he licked her earlobe and she felt her whole body burning up.

And then everything turned black.

She opened her eyes a minute later. What had happened? Her face turned even red in embarrassment. She had fainted! She, the strongest fighter (except for Takaomi) fainted from hearing some silly words… and being touched that way.

She looked around in the room and saw that Takaomi had brought a chair into her bedroom to sit on. He looked at her pissed, his arms crossed over his chest. That made her even more scared.

"That was pathetic Mafuyu. How can my old protégé be so scared of a bit of skinship like that?!" he said and sighed. "What a disgrace…"

"I-..." she stopped not knowing what to say in response to his question. She felt ashamed that she was still like a kid in those aspects.

She saw how he made another sigh and rose from the chair. He slowly walked out from the bedroom. He stopped on the threshold and looked over his shoulder and looked directly at her.

"Well, this only shows me that my training with you are long from over. Be prepared Mafuyu."

The blood in her veins had turned into ice when she saw the wicked grin he gave her.

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Evil grin. Takaomi can be the devil when he wants to. Poor Mafuyu… or is it?

What do you think? Please write me some feedback of how you think this is coming along.

Time to continue reading on.

Until next time

/Aaska