Aki POV

What is wrong with me? I'm not usually this impulsive and rash but I'm pretty much throwing out my reasoning to the dogs. I hope he doesn't see me as obsessed maniac.

Calming down, I try to focus on what's in front of me. Professor Reinhart is talking about basic algebra and stuff, pointing to an equation of letters. I steal a sidewise glance at Yusei who now has brought out a laptop and began typing. Peering over his shoulder, I see an illustration of what looks like an engine of sorts.

"What's that?" I ask him.

"I'm tinkering on my design of an engine for duel runners. Right now, it's still in the prototype stage. I've been clearing out the bugs and design flaws to at least make it start," he said dismissively, not even giving me a glance.

So unfair, a piece of machine gets his attention but I'm not worth a look over? Let's try to change that predicament.

I press myself onto Yusei's shoulder, my chest effectively making contact with it as I feign interest on what his working on.

"Akiza, please, I'm kinda in the middle of something," he said but I could see the faint blush on his cheeks. Look at me not at the stupid machine.

I press myself harder onto him, grabbing his right arm as I scoot over to continue my false act. I could feel him fidget, trying to remove his arm.

"H-hey Akiza, your, uhm, chest is touching me," he nervously said, finally giving me a look. I smiled at him coyly, removing myself from him but still right beside him. After a while, I hear the monotonous sound of typing filling the emptiness.

Yusei POV

Concentrate Yusei, you still have a design to work on. Don't get flustered so easily. She's only a girl, who happens to attack your man essence. No need to panic. God, why do I feel like this? I never allow any girl since the 'incident' to get this close to me, except of course Misty and Carly, and maybe Martha but still.

I keep on typing away, not bothering to listen to the professor talking. The chancellor suggested that I don't need to enter some of the classes since I already have a high understanding on them but I don't want to forego them just because he said so. I know I could still pick up a thing or two.

Guess I also got my brains from my dad besides the physical features. From the corner of my eye, I could see Akiza still staring at me with her warm brown eyes; her scent of roses and strawberries attacking my senses.

I could feel her eyes starting to undress me. I've got the strangest feeling that this kind of things happen in a manga or book.

"Akiza, please stop staring at me like that," I said to her. I suddenly feel her scent getting stronger.

"I'm trying to imagine something," she whispered right into my ear, her voice sending shivers down my spine.

Steeling myself, I face her to ask why she's so keen on being with me when I suddenly feel something soft on my lips. Her lips. She has her eyes close, her hands on my chest as I feel warm and cozy. I immediately broke off our kiss and got her pouting as a result. I was about to ask her when I heard a sudden voice upfront.

"Yusei, I'm pretty sure that you and your girlfriend could get all lovey-dovey after class. Usually, I ask my students to hold their urges but seeing as you really have no need for my class, I guess you two could go out and have a little fun," said Professor Reinhart with a smile. I don't know if I should be grateful that his not angry or feed him to the sharks to even suggest that.

"But professor, me and Akiza are not—"

"Thanks professor and I'll be sure to ask him to tutor me in lieu of this," quickly answered Akiza. She's already dragging me out of my seat, my laptop in her other arm. I could feel the sudden drop in temperature in the room as I see some of the girls staring at us with cold daggers.

"Not all Ms. Izinski but this is for one time only since it's the start of the school year. Enjoy you two," replied the professor as he returned to explaining how to find the value of x.

I could only stare on disbelievingly at him for letting us go like that as I feel my presence getting dragged away from inside the room and right out of it. Once outside, I look at magenta haired girl who was locking lips with me a while ago.

"Akiza," I started, not sure how to feel yet, "there is no way I'm coming along wi—"

Then, for the third time today, I feel her lips covering mine, not innocent like the first two but more intense, a hunger for something that only I could sate.

Aki POV

To hell with behaving myself, I want him. He's mine and I'm his. I'll make sure that he thinks of me by the end of this day. I'll erase any doubts, fears and frustration he has. So be mine already.

I push his back onto the wall, forcing myself on him, ravaging his lips. I try to force myself inside him but he stubbornly refuses to give way. I ran my hand through his spiky hair while placing his hand on my hips.

Don't think badly of me, I know you could also feel that sudden spark inside you so please respond to my feelings.

After a while, I broke it off, catching my breath raspingly. I look at him, at his eyes, which seems lost for a moment before showing some signs of acceptance or rejection. He took a deep breath before speaking.

"Your new here Akiza so let me show you around," he finally said, stooping to pick up his laptop on top of my bag and placing it back in his bag before turning his back and starts to walk away. I hastily picked my bag off the floor and followed him.

"That's all?! You're telling me that you still won't give me another look?" I said him angrily.

"Calm down Akiza. I just don't know what to think. After all, you were pretty much gonna rape me at best a while ago," he said with a smile.

"So why the cold reaction a while ago?" I asked, going in front of him and looking him in the eye.

"Like I told you, I'm not giving in so easily. I admit you're different. Beautiful, sassy, a little too eager but I actually like that, still, we only just met and I'm still dealing with a ghost of mine," he said to me.

I just want to kiss him again. I settled for holding on to his arm as I look at him. He feels warm.

"So, where you taking me?" I asked him seductively.

"Any place where there are people," he said to me, dismissing my tone of voice. He began to walk again, not being bothered by my hooking of his arm.

I don't mind a little publicity stunt to show others, especially the girls, that he belongs to me only. After all, I'm not giving him up and his stubbornness to just be with me is rather cute. Guess I owe Misty for riling me up.

And with my thoughts filled of only the boy beside me, we continue on to where our next intimate scene will be.