• {You know what!? F*ck my medication! You'll have to get around my spelling errors and crap for now. I want to write and I have the determination to do it! So I will!}

    My best student was sitting on my couch and staring at me. Just staring.
    I glared at him, barely blinking.
    Juko was clinging to my shirt nervously, as if he was watching bombs go off in front of his face.
    What a little p***k! Showing up at my house and then scaring my little Juko!? How cruel! I ought to bite him to death...
    Ushio smirked and sat back in the couch. "I'll come to all my class everyday if you do something for me."
    I lifted my head up in interest. "Oh?"
    He nodded.
    "What is this something?" I ask narrowing my eyes.
    He looked at Juko and narrowed his own eyes.
    I looked at Juko. "Go up stairs." I ordered.
    He jumped to his feet and ran away, fear in his eyes.
    I sighed. "I don't appretiate people scaring my Juko."
    Ushio smirked. "I apologize. I didn't mean to scare your kid, but it's not my fault I look so scary. I blame genetics." He said chuckling.
    I looked him over.
    Yeah... He was pretty scary looking. His grin curled into something cat or demon like and his eyes were large and very black, where most students were brown, but his were black, almost blacker than usual. But, whose to judge, huh?
    He pointed at me. "But, you... you look... you look like a male model almost. What are you doing as a teacher at a school like that? You could at least go to another country or at least someplace expensive-."
    "What do you want me to do to keep you in class?" I ask interupting him.
    He grined and shruged. "I haven't decided that yet."
    I narrowed my eyes.
    He chuckled. "You look angry suddenly."
    "Decide quickly." I ordered.
    He nodded and crossed his legs. "Fine, fine."
    I glared at him as I waited, not looking away for a second, I don't think I even blinked... I just glared at him.
    He snapped his fingers and looked me dead in the eye. "Give yourself to me."
    Then I blinked, but I stopped breathing, I blinked in shock. "Eh?"
    He grined. "Give yourself to me, just for a few semesters, and if it doesn't work out I'll drop you, but I'll keep coming to class." He said like this wasn't a serious subject.
    I swallowed. "Are you serious?"
    He shrugged. "I'm trying to be."
    I looked at the floor. "I don't know..."
    "Do you want me to stop coming to class all together?" He asked cocking an eyebrow.
    I jumped and held up my hands. "No! I want you to come to class! It's just..."
    He tilted his head. "It's just?"
    "You could get in trouble if we get caught." I said softly.
    He shrugged. "I don't care. I have a record under my belt already, it can't get worse now so, why should I care?"
    I glared at him. "Don't say that, it can get much worse. They can take you to jail!"
    He laughed. "Already been."
    I blinked. "You've been taken to jail before?"
    He nodded. "Yep. I got caught stealing food at a market and they locked me up for a day or two."
    I narrowed my eyes. "Just for stealing food?"
    He nodded again. "Yeah."
    "That's not right." I say shaking my head.
    He grined. "That's what I told them, but they didn't care."
    "Why did you steal the food?" I ask.
    He shrugged. "I was hungry, and my mom sertainly wasn't going to buy my food, so I took matters into my own hands." He said as pain filled his eyes for a moment.
    I nodded and glared at him. "That was stupid of you."
    He jumped. "What?"
    "That was stupid. You don't even have the desency to ask someone to help you to get food?" I growl.
    He glared back at me. "I'm not stupid. And there's no way in hell I would ever ask help from anyone."
    I sat back in the chair. "So your ashamed?"
    He swallowed and nodded.
    I smirked.
    Someone came running down the stairs.
    I jumped up and saw Zakku holding his stomach with the same pained look on his face. "Are you leaving already, Zakku?"
    He bowed his head. "I'm sorry, Mr.Ryuuji, but I'm not feeling well."
    I'll let you call me Mister Ryuuji just this once, boy.
    "Of course, Zakku. I hope you feel better soon." I lie waving as he left, running through the front door. When he was gone I glared at the swinging door and clentched fists, forgetting Ushio was there. "Little termite, trying to take my little Joku away from me. I ought to cut out his kidney next time." I growled.
    Someone chuckled from behind me. "I see there's a dark side to you. But it only wants to guard that boy, Juko, doesn't it?"
    I turned to him, determination in my eyes. "I will make sure no one hurts my precious Juko. He is my only son so he is even more special to me. He is my top priority in life." I say clentching my fists.
    "I can help you defend him, but you have to keep up with your part of the bargain." He said standing up.
    I swallowed.
    "Is it a deal?" He asked taking a step closer.
    I hesitated.
    He reached out and put his hand on his cheek softly, his warm hand making my skin tingle. "Is it a deal?"
    I nodded, closing my eyes and leaning my head against his hand.
    This is for the education of a student and the protection of my own son, so I have to agree to it... right?
    He chuckled. "Good."
    I opened my eyes and looked up at him. "Ushio?"
    "Hm?"
    "Your not going to sleep through class are you?" I ask cocking an eyebrow.
    He pulled away and scratched the back of his head. "You saw through that part, huh?"
    I glared at him. "You twit."
    He laughed.
    I shook my head and crossed my arms over my chest, clossing my eyes in frustration. "I swear, you are so predictable, Ushio-."
    He hand pulled my face up and forward.
    I gasped and my eyes shot open.
    Warm lips pushed against mine and fingers on my chin were holding my face softly, not forcefully.
    I blinked in shock.
    He smirked and pulled away, towaring over me. "Am I really that predictable now?"
    I shook my head.
    He chuckled and looked up, near the stairs, his eyes looking specificly at something.
    I turned around and gasped. "Juko!? We were just-I mean... He was just trying a new mouth to mouth technique! That's all!" I lied.
    He stood, shocked, staring wide eyed.
    Ushio didn't seem to care much, he just stared at Juko.
    Juko looked at him and swallowed hard.
    I sighed. "Juko... I apologize... we were just-."
    Ushio put his arm around my neck and pulled me against him. "I kissed him. He put no effort into the action. It was all me. So don't blame your father, Juko. Got it?" He growled.
    Juko seemed to shutter at the sound of Ushio's voice, but nodded.
    Ushio jerked his head to the side. "Get your a*s up the stairs."
    Juko nodded and ran up the steps.
    I glared at him. "Hey! Don't talk to my son like that-!"
    Ushio kissed me again and pulled my face harder against his with the arm around my neck.
    I melted and put my hands on his hips.
    Wait! Wait! Defend your only son! He is your only priority remember!? Come on!
    He smiled against my lips and seemed to enjoy my reaction.
    I glared at him.
    Shut up, you little tall person.