Jun 19, 2008 17:57
I feel like I need to explain this. Months ago a co-worker showed me a blog belonging to a English teacher in Japan. The blog told about how teaching is like over there, along with how his students were very forward and lewd towards him (he's black so figure all the stereotypes that go with that). My co-worker said the stories were all true (it said so on the blog too) but it's what gave me the idea for this story. I doubt it was true, least I hope it wasn't.
Title: Brilliant Delinquent
Author: Seniumboy
Theme: Ambition
Genre: Adult, Dark
Version: Pre-Series
Rating: PG-13
Words: 802
Her first mistake was seeing that the classroom door was closed.
The teacher was sweating. Outside it was in the nineties. A heat wave had greeted the start of April and most of the students in her classroom were suppose to be on the roof, swimming in the pools. She had returned to her classroom to fetch some bottles of water and planned to come right back while another teacher watched the kids as well as her own class. Jun-sensei said she wouldn’t be long, but she hadn’t counted on Kaioh following her.
The student was a brilliant delinquent; always getting perfect scores on her tests and homework, smart enough to be the class leader of the band of fourth graders Jun, but Kaioh was also a trouble maker. She could start and finish fights without any proof that she was the one causing trouble. A few boys stayed clear of her, while one girl was utterly afraid of Kaioh.
Jun-sensei was wishing she had never thought of closing the door.
Kaioh Michiru was in her bathing suit, hands on her narrow hips. Her brilliant eyes swallowed the newbie teacher whole in their gaze.
“Sensei, aren’t you going to swim with us?” Kaioh asked with a teasing tone. The teacher thought about herself, trying to fit her chest into one of those school issued swimsuits; it would make her a model of indecency.
“Why aren’t you with the others, Kaioh?” Her student didn’t even look wet, which made Jun-sensei wonder if the child had been waiting for her all along.
“Because I rather be with y-o-u.” Michiru stepped closer to her teacher, until she was close enough to grab Jun-sensei by her ticklish knees and part her legs, taking one final step closer to the sweating teacher. The look in Kaioh’s eyes reminded Jun-sensei of one of her ex-girlfriends, which brought a whole new spin on the fear she was feeling.
The door…if someone walks in right now…
“Go back to the pool now Kai-“ the teacher gasped and jumped in her chair a bit when Michiru gave those ticklish knees a squeeze. It was all the teacher could do not to knee her student in the face and break her nose. What it did make her do was squeeze her legs together around Kaioh, trapping her between her thighs because the student wasn’t letting go of her knees.
“Sensei…can’t we do grownup work instead?” Michiru asked with a small smirk on her pretty face.
Jun-sensei didn’t register the blood from her bottom lip as she bit into it harder. Her legs weren’t working. It took all her mental control not to jump and scream, or surely someone would hear and find her with her student dressed like this. It would be her word against a child, meaning she would have no chance of defending herself. If she didn’t control herself, she would surely strike Kaioh, and that would be just as bad as being caught in this situation. The teacher was trapped. Kaioh was leaning on her, head resting against her massive chest, nuzzling her!
“Sensei…squeeze me tighter…” Kaioh spoke in a pleading tone.
It was the worst thing the child could say. Flash backs of her abusive girlfriend in high school came flooding in from the broken dam of her memories, drowning the success Jun had made in moving past her ex’s abusive, lewd habits. She had made so much progress that it had gotten to where the young teacher hadn’t even thought about her ex anymore, until now when her student asked for the same thing she had heard in the darkness of her ex-girlfriend’s bedroom.
“Please stop…” Jun-sensei whimpered, shutting her eyes tight to try and block the images she thought she had forgotten about. She remembered her hands were free, and she was ready to slap Kaioh and take whatever punishment the principal would hand her with if it meant stopping this child from calling back anymore of her past.
Kaioh beat her to the punch, pulling away and giggling loudly. The pressure on her knees was gone, and Kaioh was halfway to the door of the classroom already.
“Happy April Fool’s Day, sensei! I hope I didn’t disappoint you too much, but you’ll have to wait till I grow up more before we can really do our grownup work. I hope you wait for me until then.” Kaioh’s smile was teasing and downright sinister as she kept backing away. She left the classroom with a parting giggle for the teacher’s tears. She didn’t care that she had started her job only three months ago, she had to quit. She couldn’t face seeing that student again.
michiru