• I put on my shirt while Samson was still doing what ever he wanted in the bathroom.
    I wonder if he's going to get upset when he see's me putting on my shirt...
    Samson's house was really nice and seemed better then you would expect for someone on a teachers salary. His furniture was perfectly new and well kept. His carpet had zero stains. It smelt nice, except for the nose wrinkling scent of cigeratte smoke.
    I shook my head. He shouldnt smoke. Its bad for him...
    Warm arms wrapped around my waist suddenly.
    I jumped and spun around.
    Samson grinned at me. "Running away?"
    I smiled. "Maybe..."
    His eyes narrowed at me and something predetorial grew on his face. "Oh?"
    I tried to back away, bumping into the foot of the bed board.
    He chuckled and put his hand on my hip. "Whats wrong? Cat got your tongue?"
    I swallowed and felt my face go red.
    He pulled me against him. "Do you really mean what you said?"
    I felt my heart almost stop and I started to stutter. "Uhm... W-well... I-I mean..."
    He grinned. "Take that shirt off. I'm going to make you scream those words for me."

    My eye twitched and I tried to quietly get my clothes on so I could slip away from him for a while.
    Please dont wake up... Just, please, dont wake up!
    I put on my pants and looked around for my shirt. "Where the hell...?" I whisper looking all over the floor.
    Oh wait... Let me think... Okay... He had me against the bed... Then he bit my lip kind of hard... then he teased me for making an odd noise in reaction... Then he took off my shirt and put it...
    I looked at him and felt my heart sink but made me want to do the whole girly squeel in excitement.
    He breathed softly with his bare muscley moving along with the pattern of his lungs. A smile on his face; and under his face was my shirt. His hand keeping it close to him.
    So cute... I think walking up to him and brushing his hair away from his face. Maybe I should stay for just alittle while longer...
    I shook my head and gave up, picking up my hoody and zipping it up all the way so no one would notice I was wearing a shirt.
    Whatever. I'm leaving. I cant be around this sex obsessed teacher any longer. I would most likely collapse in exhuast before he had his fill of me.
    I turned away and walked out of the bed room. "Bye, Samson." I say with a smug grin on my face.
    Wait... I should at least leave a note...
    Stupid thoughts! Why are you making this so difficult for me!?
    No reply...
    Fine! I'll write a stupid note!
    Success!
    I looked around for a peice of paper and note pad. "Where oh where are you, you peice of stupid paper?" I whisper to myself.
    Look how stupid you sound, Sayomi... Your talking to yourself. Idiot.
    Shut up.
    I sighed and saw my back pack near the door where I had left it in a rush yesterday. I smiled and ran to it. "Yes!" I say excitedly. I bent over and grabbed it, rummaging my fingers into the peices of homework I got. "Come on, come on!" I growl.
    The feeling of something jabbing the tip of one of my fingers made me jump and drop my bag.
    Bam!
    It landed on my foot, the corner of a math book hitting it first.
    I winced and swung my foot from under the damn thing. "Shmit! That friggin' hurt!" I hiss quietly, trying not to shout and wake Samson up. If the loud banging hadnt already done so...
    The sound of someone standing up in the bed room made me jump.
    I ran behind the couch and tried to keep my breathing down.
    "Sayomi?" Samson said sounding tired.
    Crap!
    "Sayooomiii~." He called sounding like a murderer in one of those creepy movies.
    Scary...
    He walked into the living room and looked around from the hall way. "Where did he go?"
    Look who's talking to himself now.
    I smirk and try to keep from laughing.
    Samson sighed. "Crap..." He walked back into the bed room.
    I jumped up to check if he had really gone.
    All clear.
    I run for the door.
    Just get out the door...
    I grabbed my back pack and started to put on my shoes quickly.
    Just get out the door...
    I slipped the last one on and reached for the door.
    "Sayomi? Is that you?" Calls Samson.
    A chill went down my spine.
    I pulled the handle down and pulled back, opening it quickly. "Eh... Sorry. Something came up. I have to go." I lie and try to make a mad dash out.
    "Wait! Your not even going to say good bye? Where are you going?" He asks running after me. Only wearing boxers...
    I blushed and kept myself from looking anywhere other then his face. "My mom called and said she wanted me home right away."
    "Then let me drive you." He smiled kindly.
    My heart sank. "Uh... No its okay. I dont live very far. I can walk." I say trying to walk out.
    He grabbed my hand and pulled me back. "Please? I dont want someone walking home when they can simply be driven. Its much faster and easier that way." He smiled.
    I swallowed and shook my head. "No, really. Its okay." I say trying to pull away.
    He pulled back. "Come on, Sayomi. Just let me drive you home."
    I took my hand away from him and stepped out the door. "N-no. Its okay. I'll be fine. I promise."
    His face turned from happy and helpful, to miserable and disapointed. "But... I want to."
    I tried to smile. "Save your gas money. It'll be fine."
    He looked at the ground. "Do you even really love me, Sayomi?"
    I felt my heart sink. "Of course I do."
    "Then prove it." He says looking at me with determination in his eyes.
    I sighed. "How do you want me to do that?"
    He smiled. "Let me drive you home."

    After he dropped me off I never heard from him.
    Until Math...
    I walked into the class room and saw him writing things on the board.
    He turned to me and smiled, eyeing me over. "Hello, Sayomi."
    I waved and smiled. "Hey."
    Somethings different about him...
    He looked away and kept writing things down on the board.
    Wait...
    I looked at his shirt.
    Samson's sleeves were rolled up, revealing his tattoos.
    I jumped. "Your arms..."
    He laughed. "What about them?"
    "Your not hiding them." I say smiling.
    He nodded and looked over his shoulder at me. "Is that a bad thing?"
    I shook my head. "No. Not at all. I like them. I just wasnt expecting you to show them off is all."
    He laughed, shaking his head. "Your so funny, Sayomi."
    A girl walked into the class room and gasped. "You have a tattoo!" She shreiked.
    Mister Ishi looked at her. "Several of them actually."
    She dropped her jaw. "Are teachers allowed to have them?"
    He smiled. "No, not really. They dont want us to show them to our students. But today is a special Monday, so I just felt like doing what ever."
    She tilted her head. "Special Monday?"
    He nodded. "Yes. Today will be a free day."
    She grinned and walked to her desk. "Awesome."
    He chuckled and went back to writing things on the board.
    I sighed and sat myself down. "Why is this day so special?"
    "Because I said so." Ishi grinned.
    The girl laughed.
    I rolled my eyes and set my head down in my arms. "Right..."
    My female class mate left the room.
    Mister Ishi walked to the door and closed it.
    I looked and almost yelped.
    He grinned. His hands on my desk and his face only inches from my own.
    "Samson... Wha... What are you doing?" I stutter feeling my face get hot.
    He chuckled and leaned in closer. "I wanted to reward you."
    I swallowed. "For what exactly?"
    "Everything." He said leaning in and kissing me softly.
    The sound of someone yanking the door open made my heart stop for a second, but the second felt like a whole eternity.
    "Ah~! Samson! My dear friend. I wanted to tell you your copies of todays worksheet are in the printer ready for-..."
    Samson jumped and spun around. Trying to use his body to hide me.
    A smug face peered over Samson and grinned. "Who's this, hmm?" The voice teased.
    I sunk back and felt my face go red from ear to ear.
    Samson laughed wearly. "Ohhh~. You mean him? Eh heh heh heh... Just one of my students."
    Ouch! Words hurt you know!
    The face narrowed his eyes at me. "Mm hmmm... I'm sure he is. Can I know this students name?"
    Samson jumped and shook his head. "Ah... Sorry. I totally forgot it."
    "Then I'll ask him." He said pushing Samson aside easily.
    I blushed and scooted back in my seat, trying to keep away from the new person.
    He grinned. "Hello."
    I swallowed. "Uhm..."
    Samson glared at him. "Jun!"
    The man turned and laughed at Samson. "Yes?"
    "Would you just leave the papers and go, please?" He said through his teeth.
    The man grinned and shrugged. "I dont see what the problem is. I just wanted to know this boys name. Is that so wrong?"
    Samson's eye twitched. "Get. Out. Now."
    The man sighed. "Fine, fine." He suddenly winked at me and grinned. "I'll talk to you later."
    I blushed and blinked at him. "Uh... Yeah."
    Samson threw a white board marker at the mans head. "Out!" He roared.
    The man laughed and ran out the door. "Dont kill me!"
    I smirked and looked at Samson.
    He glared at me.
    I jumped and my good mood washed right off my face.
    "Dont say anything to that twit, okay?" He hisses.
    I nodded and looked at the floor. "Okay."
    "Not a word."
    "Alright."
    "Got it?"
    I sighed. "Yeah."
    "Good."
    "So who was that guy?" I ask looking at him confused.
    "Some weird a** science teacher. I've known him since I first started working here." He sighed in annoyance.
    I smiled. "I see. He seemed really funny."
    His eyes landed on mine, almost burning through my skull. "Would do the same things that you did with me to him?"
    I blushed. "No!"
    He smirked. "Better not."
    "I wont." I growl.
    He sighed.
    Students poored into the class room suddenly and the final bell rang loudly.

    All during class people were talking and having fun.
    I sat in my desk and just read a book I had bought. It was pretty good.
    The odd feeling of someone watching me made me look up.
    Hm?
    Samson was watching me from across the room with a smug grin on his face.
    I jumped and felt my face go red.
    He was leaning against the white board and had his arms crossed over his chest.
    I looked away and tried to focus on my book.
    Darn it... Why wont he look away!? Look away you perverted son of a-!
    He sprun up from against the white board and started in my direction.
    I jumped and tried to focus on my book harder.
    Just pretend you reading! Maybe he'll go away faster! Or maybe he wont come over at all! Focus! Read the book like there is no tommorow! Understood?!
    I took in a deep breath and tried to relax, reading the lines slowly and carefully.
    A hand heat radiated near my ear suddenly.
    "I dont think I can wait till after class to have you." Whispers a soft voice.
    I jumped and looked at him.
    He chuckled. "Whats wrong?"
    I swallowed and my face went redder then a ruby. "N-... nothing. You just startled me."
    He grinned and kneeled down in front of my desk. "I see. Are you having fun on this free day?"
    I shrugged. "I dont have anyone to talk to in this class."
    He chuckled. "You have me."
    I nodded. "Thats true... Hey, why are we having this free day anyway?"
    "Because I wanted to talk to you." He says grinning.
    I blushed. "Oh..."
    A sudden ring went through the air and everyone stood up to go to lunch or another class.
    I jumped and stood up. "I have to go to lunch."
    He nodded and stood up. "Why? So you can go just to not eat?"
    I smiled and grabbed my things. "Maybe."
    He sighed and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah... Well... Never mind." He waved his hand at me, shoeing me away. "Go eat."
    I laughed and picked up my book bag. "Fine. I will."
    He smiled and watched me leave.

    I sat at my lunch table with my friends as we talked about how crappy the weather has been.
    "I cant believe they canceled the basketball game because of a little rain." One of them whinned.
    I smiled. "Yeah. Too bad, huh? You wont be able to see your little girl friend parade herself around in that short little chear leading outfit." I teased.
    He grinned. "You know it."
    We laughed and one of them brought up the fact that Valentines day was coming up and we all sighed in disapointment.
    "Crap, dude... This is really going to suck... Having to deal with all those girls giving us chocolates and having to give our girls chocolates and..." He stopped and shook his head in disgust. "I hate it!"
    I nodded. "I bet it does."
    They looked at me in confusion.
    "What do you mean 'I bet it does'?" Seid asks.
    I shrugged. "I never really got any chocolates from-."
    He suddenly jumped and pointed to the cafeteria entrance. "Hey! Look! Its Mister Ishi!" He spazes. "Whats he doing here?"
    My heart skipped beats.
    They all turned around and looked at him.
    "Ugh. He's so strict... He's one of my worst teachers... I hate that guy." Seid groans.
    I burried my face in my arms. "Oh god..."
    They looked at me.
    "Eh? Whats wrong, Sayomi?"
    I shook my head and wanted to disapear. "I hate life..."
    "Why the hell is he coming over here?" Seid whins.
    I jumped and looked right at Samson.
    He had a pleased smile on his face. "Ah~. Sayomi. There you are. I was looking all over for you." He says walking up to the table. His arms behind his back for some reason.
    My friends looked at me in amazement.
    I blushed and sank in my seat. "Why are were you looking for me?"
    He leaned down and smiled. "Because I was."
    I swallowed and blushed. "Uhm..."
    "Would you please come with me?" He asks standing up straight.
    I nodded. "Uh. Yeah sure." I say standing up.
    My friends blinked in confusion at each other.
    ~
    Mister Ishi led me out of the cafeteria into an empty art room.
    I sighed and leaned against a table. "So what did you want?"
    He grinned. "I have a present for you."
    I blinked at him. "Present?"
    He nodded. "Yep." He walked up to me and put his hand on my neck. "But you have to give me something first." He whispered softly.
    I blushed. "Like what?"
    "A kiss." He grinned.
    I nodded and kissed him softly, not giving it any hesitation.
    He smiled against my lips and kissed me back.
    I pushed him away. "Hey, I gave you what you wanted. Now show me what you have behind your back." I order.
    He sighed and took a few steps back. "Oh. Right." He suddenly had a slight shade of red on his face. "I was up all night making this for you." He said grinning.
    I blinked at him confused. "Uh huh... What is it?"
    He pulled out a large white box you usually carried food in. "Here. Its nothing special... Just my heart and soul's work combined to please you." He says blushing and putting it on the table I was leaning against.
    I smiled and opened the box.
    Just looking at it made my stomach growl.
    There's so much food!
    I gasped and saw a box of pocky. "Oh my god! I havent had pocky in so long!" I say taking it out and hugging it to my chest. "Thank you!"
    He laughed and hugged me from behind my back. "Your welcome."
    I took out a rice ball and tasted it.
    My mouth watered.
    "How is it?" He asks holding me tighter.
    "Its better then my mom has ever cooked." I smile.
    He let me go and threw his arms up in the air. "Yay! My Sayomi loves the cooking!" He squeels. "I'm so happy! I'm better then his own mother!" He says jumping around the room.
    I shook my head and kept eating.
    He hugged himself. "I cant wait to see what your going to do to repay me for all my hard work later." He grinned.
    I choked and glared at him. "Shut it!"
    He shook his finger scornfully at me. "Ah ha ha. Dont speak to your sensie that way, Sayomi. Thats rude." He teased.
    "I dont care!" I boom whipping my mouth from rice.
    He suddenly had that predetorial look on his face again and pushed me against the table. "But you should."
    I blushed. "Wha... What are you doing? I'm not done eating." I whine.
    He grinned and kissed me roughly.
    I tensed up and felt my body get hot. "We shouldnt be doing this in a class room..."
    He laughed. "Why not? It makes everything more exciting, doesnt it?"
    I glared at him. "For you, maybe. But not for me! What if we get caught!?"
    He shrugged and kissed my neck. "Then I'll get fired. So what?"
    I jumped. "So what!? Are you crazy!?"
    He chuckled. "Just alittle."
    I shook my head. "I really dont think we should be doing this."
    "Well, I do."
    "I dont!"
    "And?"
    "It should matter what I think too, dont ya' think!?" I hiss.
    He laughed. "But I'm in higher authority right now. So shut up." He teased kissing my neck.
    I grunted and tried to push him away. "Knock it off."
    He shook his head. "No."
    "Please stop." I say alittle nicer.
    He smiled. "No. I told you I didnt think I could wait till the end of the day for you."
    I sighed. "Fine. But if there is the slightest sign that someone is coming you have to promise to stop right away."
    He nodded and grinned. "Of course."
    What the crap am I doing?