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"Light, how are you doing?" Mikami said as he concluded his phone call with his girlfriend.

"I'm okay." Light said, getting up and stretching.

"Well, I was worried since you've been sleeping all day." Mikami looked upon Light with kind eyes. Being almost four years older, Mikami always proclaimed that he was like an older brother to Light. He would be the first to show compassion for Light's well being. Besides, it was Mikami who helped Light choose the premier institution they currently reside in.

"Anyway, my friend Takahashi asked me if I wanted to go to the 21 Club around 9:30. I was hesitant, but decided I could relax a bit before my big exam. I wanted to know if you wanted to tag along?"

"Light slumped back down on the bed and rotated his head around, cracking every piece of fatigue in his neck. "It is a Tuesday night. Who the hell goes to party on a Tuesday night?"

"Tomorrow my classes start at 1 in the afternoon, so there isn't any worry..."

"Yeah, well I have a test tomorrow in English and Math. I'll go another time, okay?" Light said sternly. He maneuvered to his large stack of books, and pulled out a heavy book titled "Calculus" and a smaller one named, Hamlet.

"Well okay then. Good luck, Light." Mikami somberly threw on a light jacket and slammed the door closed behind him. Light proceeded to study--into the wee hours of the morning.

A day later in the hallway...

"I got a C- on the Hamlet essay! I knew that book like the back of my fucking hand! Kiyomi, what did you get?" Light was outraged. He was walking with his friend, and also ex-girlfriend, Kiyomi Takada. He stared angrily at the paper, hoping it would transform into a better grade.

"I got an A. But that's beside the point. You always do well, it's only a slight negative mark..." Kiyomi Takada put her hand on his shoulder and pat him.

"I can't believe this." Light turned to the last page of his essay and read the red scribble in the bottom corner. He read it aloud, "This is not your best, and I expect much more from you. It seems you are falling behind in participation and in work. Don't forget, you can come give me a visit if needed. ~Prof. Lawliet."

Takada laughed. "Why don't you go visit the man? Maybe you can get him to change your grade."

"Uh..." Light hesitated. He really didn't want to have to be alone with Professor Lawliet because, to be honest, he believed he would be uneasy.

"What's the matter?" Takada chuckled a bit. "You scared?"

"Why the hell would I be scared? I'll do it. I will make him change this shit." Light lied. He then waved and parted with Takada.

On the way to Lawliet's office...

Light, adorned in a tight black shirt and blue skinny jeans, made his way upstairs where the Professors' offices were. He clutched his essay, and walked slowly to his destination. He stopped and read the title "Prof. Lawliet," on the wooden door parallel to his face. He cracked his neck left and right, and knocked.

Lawliet took several moments to get to the door, but when he did he looked indifferent to see Light standing there. To be honest, he always looked indifferent...and tired. Yes, very tired. His under eye was darkened to profess that he must sleep an hour a day, if at all. He was also hunching over, what he was constantly made fun of by his students. Light always just wanted to take his hands and abruptly straighten him up. But he restrained himself.

"Oh, Light. Hello. Come in." He beckoned Light into his room. Light observed his surroundings. He never would have pictured such lavish decorations for the English professor who wore a plain white T-shirt, blue jeans, and sported unkempt hair. The room had a soft red couch, old Renaissance paintings on the wall, and dark sultry walls. Lawliet's desk contained a plethora of desserts, most of them eaten, and stacks upon stacks of papers. There was only a faint light coming from a lamp on his desk and from his laptop. That was all he needed, one supposed.

"So, you came after all. What can I do you for?" Lawliet took a crouched position behind his desk, and typed something on his laptop.

"Well, I wanted to talk to you about my Hamlet essay." Light began his rant. "I really do not think I deserve such a low mark. I find my analysis to be complete and well-formed. I worked hard, and I want you to read this over again in hope of enlightening you to give me a better grade..." Light spoke down to his paper, flipping through the pages.

Lawliet smirked. "I read it thoroughly. But I'll read it one more time to prove that this is your rightful grade." Light snarled at this. He handed the paper over to Lawliet, not wanting to look at his face as he received it. Lawliet took several moments to read through it, shaking his head. He stood up slowly, walked over to his student, and looked at him in the eye and said, "You've got it all wrong." He held out the paper.

Light was brooding. He looked at the man's blank face, and conniving thoughts appeared in his mind. He would claim his professor with his charm. He took a step closer to his professor, to the point where he was face to face with him. He examined Lawliet's face. He did have a beautiful face, whether or not it was a very plain one. He needed to act now, and stop stalling.

He leaned in and gave Lawliet a quick kiss, then pulled back. Lawliet was absolutely stunned, and stayed in his position without a word. Light proceeded to kiss him again, sucking on the older man's lips playfully, and only stopping to take a breath.

"Do I still have it wrong?" Light smiled maliciously.

"...well, uh. Excuse me for a second..." Lawliet turned his back to Light as he ran through the possibilities of what would happen to him if anyone knew of this interaction. He then turned back around to look at Light, whose eyes were narrow and full of lust. He was a good looking boy, Lawliet would admit. No, this was wrong on so many levels. Lawliet was an academic, and knew better than to commit such heinous acts. Well, how would anyone find out? You only live once, right? He turned back around to face his student.

Light stared at Lawliet for several moments. Everything was taking up so much time to progress, because both parties were novices to such events. Lawliet then approached Light and grabbed the curve of his abdomen and pulled him in closer. Light wasn't sure whether to be excited or surprised. The professor felt up his student's body by caressing, with long spider-like fingers, up and down his body. Light's skin tight shirt was like a second skin, so his effeminate curves were easily observed.

"Light, you have a very nice body." Lawliet said blatantly. Light did not respond, but gave him another kiss, and another, and another. Then Light led Lawliet to the red couch that was placed in the middle of the room. Light took a seat on Lawliet's lap, straddling him. He took off his shirt, and Lawliet was quick to feel his small torso up and down. It was apparent he loved touching Light. "Wow." Lawliet merely said.

"Haha." Light said teasingly. He touched his teacher's lip with his hand and then thrust his tongue into the man's mouth. Lawliet hugged Light's bare back, pushing him farther into his mouth. Lawliet then grabbed hold of the backside of Light's jeans. While they continued to make out madly, a slam was heard not to far away. They immediately separated. Light threw on his shirt.

Light had greatly condoned his attraction to this man…or to any man. But his rationale was this: That he would make his teacher eat out of the palm of his hand. In reality, Light's hedonistic thoughts the other day had illuminated his feelings for his professor. He was undoubtedly attracted to him.

He gave Lawliet a wet kiss on the lips and Lawliet swiped his hand down Light's cheek. Without a word, Light parted and strutted out of the office in haste. He noticed the noise came from a janitor who slammed his bucket against the floor to wash it. He sighed deeply, and continued on his way. Lawliet threw himself on the couch, and stared at the ceiling pensively until it was a new day.

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Alllllllrighttttttt. ;o

Anyway...more of their interactions (with lemonssssss) in chapters to come. And...other events.

Peace out. ;P