Sensei is most definitely pissed off. Being dragged out of a room is not something foreign to me, but being hauled out of a room through what most likely is jealousy is definitely a new experience for me.

"H-Hiratsuka-sensei?" Yukinoshita seemed confused and startled. I would be too if I was her.

I had a feeling I was headed for one hell of a talk with Sensei. She slammed the door behind her, dragged me down the hall a bit, and rammed me up against the wall. Sensei was particularly strong. I would know from all the times she drilled me in the gut.

"S-Sensei...what's wrong?"

She held me against the wall by the lapels of my blazer. She seemed mad, angry, annoyed, or no- Jealous?

I heard a groan from the back of her throat. Then, she pushed in and planted a kiss on my lips.

"Hiratsuka? What's bothering you?"

She groaned.

"N-Nothing, I just missed you...that's all."

"Oh? And the dragging out scene?"

"..."

"You saw something didn't you?"

"I did not..."

"You did. You're jealous."

"I'm not, I'm irritated! I thought we felt the same, I thought there was a connection between us, then I pass by the club room and I see you and Yukinoshita-san sealing together! What in the actual fu-"

"Hiratsuka!"

"Eh, hai?"

"You are misunderstanding it. I didn't really have a say. Yukinoshita-san began talking and soon, that happens."

"Oh? You didn't pull away did you?"

"N-No...but put it this way, no guy can easily pull away, even if he does not agree at all. Bottom line is, a girl is kissing him. He can try as much as he wants, but not all guys can pull away at the same try."

"That was a terrible explanation!"

She pushed her lips against mine briefly again.

"Don't do it again," she finished, silly smirking.

"Fine, Sensei," I smiled.

Down the hall I could hear the noise of heels clicking together. This was officially a problem.

Slowly and reluctantly, I turned my head left, and looked down the hall. Sure enough, standing with her hands in her skirt pockets, was Yukinoshita-san.

"Sensei," she tisked.

"Yukinoshita-san..."

She began walking towards us.

Yukinoshita, occasionally had a scary dark aura sometimes. A look that could set the world on fire alone, and could sink the mightiest warships with a glare. This was one of those times.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap. The sound of the heels of her shoes hitting the tiles grew louder as she neared.

Sensei was also concerned. Now there was a student that had caught her in the act. Her career now rests with Yukinoshita-san. She turned to me with he look of, "I'm screwed. I'm done for," scrawled across her face.

"Sensei..."

Yukinoshita's heels closed together with a click.

"Student-teacher relationships are strictly forbidden by school code, and teachers caught in the act will be dealt with accordingly and will have their teaching license revoked, and will be relieved of duty immediately," was what I believed she would say, however instead...

Yukino latched onto my arm and spoke,"Sensei, I do believe, I was first here... Hikigaya-kun..what are you doing anyway?"

Was she clueless? How much did she see?

"Uhhh...ano...I was uhh-"

"You weren't having intimate physical contact were you? I could have that dealt with right away if that were the case. She can't do that to you."

"Uh! No! That's not what was happening! She just..uhh, had to tell me something in secret. The quietest whisper ever!"

She glared at me with the expression that said clearly,"How stupid do you think I am?"

She knew exactly what she saw, so why wasn't she just out and saying it?

"Hikigaya-kun..." her tone was more gentle and light,"I believe I confessed my feelings earlier...I didn't get a reply from you..."

Uhm... I got to think...There is only one way to play this right.

"Yukinoshita-san.. I like you."

The slightest gasp frm sensei was picked up by my ears.

Yukinoshita threw her arms around me and hugged tightly. Just how long had she been holding this in?

"Arigato... Hikigaya-kun. I-I would stay longer," she blushed,"however, I have overstayed my allotted time. I can't stay any longer, but I'll see you tomorrow!"

Yukonoshita walked down the hall at a lightly pace. Almost, genuinely happy.

When she was gone, I turned to Sensei who stood there, hurt.

A tear rolled from her eye.

"Sensei..."

"Hi-ki-ga-ya..."

"Uh, Sensei! I had to say that, I was-"

"I maybe a few years older than you Hikigaya... But that doesn't mean I can't be hurt by you!"

She was going to take off.

Before she got out of reach I grabbed her hand and held it tight. Her palms were soft, yet rough from correcting and addressing hundreds of papers and assignments. I could feel where her pen mad contact when seated in her hand.

I grabbed on and wouldn't let go.

"Let go!"

"No, sensei."

I yanked and pulled her toward me, wrapping my free arm around the small of her back.

"Sensei...we're in this together, remember?"

"Hikigaya-kun..."

"I like you too you know."

"..."

"We like each other, and tou cant deny it either. We just have to be discreet about it."

She smiled and hugged back, letting her tears flow gently into my shoulder.

This will be our little secret.