My name is Misaki Takahashi, age 16, height...I'm not even going too tell, weight- 130 lbs, and starting today I'm also a second year at the Mitsuhashi High school. The only problem is that... I'm really late! Right now I'm living by myself living off of a low wage part time job and insurance money. The reason behind why I live by myself happened around 8 years ago. While I was at a birthday party for one of my friends my family went out for dinner. It was raining really hard that night so my friend let me spend the night at his house. They apparently died around midnight while I was asleep. I refused too speak for weeks after that because a few hours before they died I said something too them that I won't forget. "Hurry back okay." Those three simple words haunt my thoughts everyday. Truthfully I've only lived by myself for 3 years, for a while I lived with my aunt on my mother's side. I never really liked the woman though, she acted kind too my face but, I would always hear her saying horrible demeaning things about me behind my back. Finally having enough I decided when I turned thirteen that I would move. For three years I lived in a cozy apartment in north Tokyo, and now because of a better work opportunity I moved too the western district.
Waiting outside of a classroom is boring enough. But waiting for three hours, what's with my teacher, is he always ignoring his responsibilities like this? I let out an irritated yawn both from the situation being boring, and irritating. "I'm tired of this." I turn around with my eyes closed and walk a grand total of 3 steps before bumping into someone. The only things I hear are both of us grunting, me falling too the floor, and something breaking. I'm almost afraid too open my eyes, because I'm afraid of what will happen, after what feels like a few minutes I decide too just open them just too see another mans face just inches away from mine. "So you can open them." Call me a wimp but the sudden speaking scared me too the point where I immediately stood up trying too make myself bigger than the other. "Are you Okay?" He was now standing bending over just a bit so that he could be at my eye level. I blink before speaking too him. "Yeah I'm fine." I look down at the floor guilt consuming me because I had broken his coffee mug. "I-I'm really sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going and I-I just." He suddenly put a hand on my head making my heart start pounding.
"It's alright, are you a new student?"
"Y-yeah, my name's Misaki Takahashi."
"Nice too meet you Takahashi, I believe you're in my class now.
He than shook my hand and lead me into the classroom, a few short introductions later I was surrounded by other students (mostly the girls) who practically exploded with questions, almost half of them I couldn't answer (IE: do you have a boy/girlfriend.) It was 30 minutes before they finally stopped pestering me, and went on with class.
I've been texting my love for the past hour, grinning, and nearly laughing at the things he is saying.
I love you~~
It was 20 minutes before I got the next message.
I'm sorry but...I don't love you anymore
I sat there in shock, not sure how too reply. After what seemed too be five minutes I decided that I should just respond.
What do you mean?
The reply was almost instant, as if he knew what I was going too say.
I mean we're breaking up. Don't bother calling me again because I will block your number from my phone. Farewell.
Thinking that this was still a joke I dialed his number on my phone, it didn't even ring before telling me that I was blocked from the number. I was now feeling a mix of strange emotions in my heart, a mix I believe most would call heart break. I picked up all my things, told the class they could have a free study day, and left nearly in tears.
I watched as sensei exited the room with what appeared too be the most depressing look on anyones face. I really want too help but what could I do? I let out an exasperated sigh, as though his depression had waved over me. Maybe things will be better tommorow.
All the girls looked horrified the next day. Apparently we never had a sub even when sensei was late, but clear as day the sub sat at the mans desk taking role. The day went by excrutiatingly slow, as soon as the final bell ran we all let out a noise of relief. Just as I was packing my bag a group of girls came too my desk. "Misaki-kun could you do us a favor?" The one closest too my desk asked as she leaned closer. "A-ano...sure." I had a nervous break in my voice that I really hoped they couldn't hear. "Really great!" She clapped her hands a few times before speaking again, and handing me a slip of paper. "That there is Usami-sensei's phone number and address, if he doesn't show up by Friday please call him, if he doesn't answer please go too his house." I stared at them in disbelief for a moment. "W-wait why do I have too?" they all giggled a bit before speaking again. "We all saw the look on your face when Sensei left. It's obvious you care." After that they left me sitting confused at my desk.
It was now friday and I stood in front of Sensei's home with a cheap fruit basket. He was apparently the son of the Usami corporation, a famous novelist, and a teacher. (Where the hell does this guy find the time?) So it wasn't all too surprising that he lived in the nicest area of tokyo, and the nicest apartment building. I rang the doorbell, after a few minutes I rang it again. I was finally about too give up until I heard a tired sounding voice "Oi! I'm coming just give me a minute." I heard a few buttons being pushed as though he had an electric lock and the door opened.
He stood there the doorway being the only thing that seperated us, the man smelled as though he had yet too take a shower, and his hair was unkempt and all over the place. He eyed me over a few times before a large perverted grin appeared on his face. "I knew you would come back. Ky-o-kou." Suddenly I was grabbed and pushed onto the couch, a gasp escaping me as he straddled my middle. "Usami-sensei" I felt like crying, as he began too undo the buttons of my casual clothes "G-get off of me, I-I'm not Kyokou." He suddenly stopped unbuttoning and stared at me, a look completely filled with guilt as the man slowly helped me up and with my buttons. Usami-sensei let out a sigh before speaking again.
"Misaki what are you doing here?"
"Well you weren't in school for a few days, and apparently that is very unlike you so, I volunteered too see if you were okay."
He gave me a blank stare before smiling, and hugging me. "Usami-san? What are you?" I felt him hug me tighter, burying his face a little between my neck and shoulder, I was about too pull away when I felt something wet coming off in drips. "Sensei are you crying?" He wasn't sobbing or anything, he just sat there letting the tears fall. "Have you ever had your heart broken Misaki?" I sat there surprised by the question.
"I don't think I've ever been in love with anyone."
"I really hope it never happens too you"
I blinked a bit before reluctantly wrapping my arms around him,before realizing it I had slowly fallen asleep.
I was surprised when I felt him fall limp, I stared at him, it was unbelievable how much he looked like him except he was the complete opposite. His aura was filled with completely pure innocence, he seemed too always be thinking about the well being of others. I can't control myself, slowly undoing each button, I heard a small noise than came too my senses. "Dammit I want him so bad."
I woke up in a fairly empty room that I didn't recognize. Just as I was about too scream out, a realization hit me. I was in sensei's home, I had watched a movie with him, than I fell asleep. I let out a strained yawn, and headed downstairs almost immediately smelling something burning. "Wh-what are you doing?" I screamed at my silver haired sensei before running into the kitchen and turning everything off. "I was making breakfast." I blushed at how deep his voice was, because I was already through that phase in puberty and well, my voice still sounded a bit like a childs. I let out a small sigh as my stomach growled embaressingly loud. It was obvious that sensei heard it from the stupid grin on his face. "I'm gonna get myself something too eat!" I spoke loudly before raiding his fridge. How the hell could anyone live like this, he can't cook, he obviously can't clean. I only know that because I passed his room, and it was a complete pig-stye. Now I was staring at the worst of it all, the inside of his fridge had obviously month old foods with mold, and fur growing all over them. The tupperware containers were filled with a variety of globs that were probably inedible.
I watched him as he moved, and I was completely captivated. What was it that was drawing me in towards him? Was it how resistable he looked? Or that aura of innocent fuckability? Or his tsundere like personality? I really just want to take him into my room, tie him up, and fuck him in every way imaginable. I let out a long sigh at these thoughts, and took out a cigarette I really needed the nicotine, I can't believe that I'm thinking like this. He's my student, and I'm a teacher. I was about too place the filter into my mouth when I heard my cellphone go off.
Irritated I picked up the item to see an unknown number, than answered. "Hello.." I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now. "Akihiko? It's me." I wanted too cry at the sound of his voice. "Yes?" I waited for an answer.
"I'm coming over for my things. I'll be there this afternoon."
It seemed to be the shortest conversation I had ever had, Misaki looked at me wide eyed. "a-ano...Sensei?" I pulled him into a quick hug, than pushed him away. "When he get's here please stay upstairs. I don't want you too see us fight."
I was hiding in the guest room, of Sensei's apartment. Fighting back tears, as I listened to the two men scream. I could also make out the noise of something breaking a few times. I trembled in complete fear as I remembered the last time I heard fighting this bad.
It was at their funeral, everybody was yelling, and looking at me. I had been crying for 3 straight hours, because it was my fault. Some of them tried to be kind, while others gave me these hate filled stares.
The screaming finally died down, and I heard the door slam shut. After a few minutes of silence I decided to see if Sensei was okay. I saw him almost immediately, kneeling down with his head hung in shame. I could also see a small amount of blood dripping from a shallow cut on the side of his face. "S-sensei?" I stepped closer too him. "Sensei?" I continued to walk closer, as tears stung my eyes. "Sensei?" I was now sitting next too him, looking into his foggy amethyst eyes. "Misaki...go home..." Those words tore through my heart, and caused me to break into tears. "B-BASTARD!" He looked up at me with a surprised look on his face.
"What did you just say?"
"You h-heard me! You're a f-fucking bastard!"
"You expect me just too go home!"
"After what just happened!
"You'll get sick."
"You look like you'll commit suicide!"
He suddenly stood up and pinned me too the wall. My shock rose even further as he gently placed his lips upon mine.
I acted completely on instinct as I pushed Misaki further into wall. Jabbing my toungue into his mouth to taste him. He tasted awfully sweet, almost like strawberries. My hand slowly traveled too his hip, as the boy started too kiss me back. I could feel a shudder come from his mouth as we broke the kiss. A small string of saliva kept us connected, and all I could see was his face. His eyes glazed over, small mouth panting out, and of course a deep blush. I was about to let him go when I felt something rub against my thigh. Misaki blushed as I smirked than picked him up. "W-what are you?" I gave him a series of light kisses, as I made our way towards my bedroom.
I realized what he wanted to do, as sensei kicked the door too his room open. "W-wait! I can't do this." I buried my face into his chest, and trembled. "Shh... You don't have to be scared." He gently placed me onto the bed, and began to undo my shirt. Once he was done stripping me of that, his lips were placed against mine again. Because of his hands pinching and fondling my nipples. My mouth opened allowing his toungue too slide inside. His large muscle circling, and pressing at my smaller one. I let out another moan before he released my mouth and started too slowly guide himself lower.
His toungue flicked around, and he bit leaving a small trail towards my left pec. He than took my nipple into his mouth, swirling it around with his tongue than biting. After a few minutes I saw how he made it a cherry red, and he did the same treatment with the other one. As he finished that he than sat up, and I could see it. The straining of his pants around his crotch, his own erection begging to get out.
I stared down at Misaki, as a deep blush covered his face. "I think I should help you with that." I pressed my hand down onto his crotch, earning a loud moan. After torturing him for a few minutes, I ripped his pant's and underwear off revealing his surprisingly small member. His small mouth panted out loudly, and I could make out a series of small moans and pants. I than placed my face in between his legs, and licked it from base too tip. "W-wait!" I heard him cry out as I continued too kiss it, than I engulfed it into my mouth. "Ugh... aah...no!" I could feel his legs quake around me as I continued to suck, his toes curled and he began too twist around in my grip.
"N-no! I can't-I... AAH!" I listened too his pleasured cry as he orgasmed into my mouth. Misaki tried too hide himself by curling into a small ball. Yet this gave me more access as I reached over and grabbed the bottle of lotion I kept next too my bed.
I suddenly felt Usami shift my body so that my butt was facing him. Nothing happened for a minute when I suddenly felt something wet and slimy slide inside. A few tears streamed down my face, as it pulled in and out. Once I got used to one, I felt another enter me. Jabbing around a bit, before they started to move in a scissor like motion. "AAH!" I felt them touch something inside of me that made me scream. Than a third one was added, and they continued too jab that one spot.
I shuddered and cried out, each time it was touched. After a few minutes I felt each of them being removed, as I let out a small sigh. Only too tense in fear as I heard the noise of a buckle and zipper being undone. Sensei than took my face, and gave me a gentle kiss. "It's okay Misaki. This'll hurt a bit so please bear with me." Suddenly I felt something hard start too enter me. The thing inching deeper and deeper inside of me, the pain was almost too much. As a stream of tears went down my face, Usami thrusted deep inside me. I flipped onto my back so I could look at him, only too wrap my arms around his neck. With each thrust he drove deeper within me, repeatedly stabbing that one spot.
He than grabbed my own member and started too pump it as he continued thrusting. I let out a loud cry as I orgasmed once more. Than heard another loud grunt from Usami, as I felt something warm wash out my insides. "I love you." Those were the last words I heard as I fell into a deep sleep.