·Amao's POV·
"Hm.."

Darkness. That's what I could only see. I didn't know how long it's been.

Hours? Possibly days? I couldn't tell anymore. My ears perked up hearing the sound of a door opening and closing, followed by creaking.

I knew who it was.

I started to tremble slightly as my wrists began moving against the restraints. Possibly giving me more bruises there.

I heard footsteps approach and then it went silent. I felt a presence here, a terrifying one.

I just want to go home, please..

Then I heard his voice close to my ear.

"School will start soon. We'll continue our 'session' later, okay?'

I began to tear up knowing full well what he meant. I spoke in a muffled tone.

"P-please..not that. Anything but that.."

No response. All I heard was the sound of footsteps fading as the door opened and closed.

·Yan Kun's POV·
It was a rather windy day today feeling the harsh breeze against my face. I decided to bring my red light coat.

Looks like everyone else had the same idea.

Once entering the courtyard I passed by a few of the cooking club members, hearing some of their conversation.

"Has anyone seen Amao? It's getting me worried.."

"The police are still searching. It's been almost a week."

"The club has been shut down since his disappearance..where is he.."

Ah, music to my ears. I playfully grinned hearing them talk, I was heading up to the second floor. Approaching the Martial Arts club I peaked in the window.

No one was here. Perfect.

I walked inside and looked around. It was your standard Martial Arts training room, with mats and few motivational kanji.

I spotted the small changing room and walked over, moving the certain while stepping inside. I saw the names of everyone's clothes having a tag over top their stuff.

Then I found Budo's. Heat rising to my face as my hand approached it, touching the fabric of his school uniform.

"A-ah..Senpai.." I muttered softly rubbing the sleeve between my hands. It felt like going into euphoria, but it wasn't enough.

I needed something more..of interest. I exited the changing room and the club, my breathing hitched. "S-senpai's uniform.." I said holding my face.

"Ah Hello Ayato~"

I stopped in my tracks. I know that voice. I hated that voice and who it belongs to.

I turned and saw Kizano Shinobu, president of the Drama club. "Ah..hello Kizano.."

"Fancy meeting you at the Martial Arts club my dear companion." Kizano said walking over to me.

"The same could be said about you. I thought you didn't like the Martial Arts club.." I questioned raising a brow.

Kizano gave a smug smile. "Oh I don't but I require the assistance of their president for the upcoming play this week. You see, there's a battle scene in one of the acts and I wanted Budo's help with it." He said gesturing his hands dramatically.

"Give us a few pointers here and there, maybe even stay to watch me preform since I'm the lead in the play~!"

God I hate his arrogance.

I just nodded in agreement but it did grind my gears when he said he needed Budo's help.

"So, why is a introvert like you at the Martial Arts club hm?" Kizano smirked. I just narrowed my eyes.

"I was also looking for Budo. I needed help with some schoolwork." I said.

Kizano snorted slightly holding a laugh in. Am I a fucking joke to him?

"You? Ask for help? Don't take this the wrong way, Ayato, but you aren't exactly buddy-buddy with most people here." He said, having a look of confidence.

"You are, how do I put this? A lone wolf who hates people? I think it's best if you'd just study on your own, after all.."

He got real close to my face.

"We all know your a freak."

I felt my fist clench in pure anger as Kizano stepped away. "Well I'm off to find Budo, bye~!" He walked passed me as I held my head down.

Your going down Shinobu.

~Time Skip to Lunch~
Buzz! Buzz!

Hearing my phone go off I checked it, seeing a message from Info-Kun.

Ayato: I see you messaged me.

Info-Kun: Yes, it's about your newest rival Kizano.

Ayato: That arrogant bastard? I plan on just stabbing his fucking head a dozen times.

Info-Kun: No need for that, there's an easier way. Head to the third story bathroom, you'll see what I mean.

{Info-Kun has left the chat}
{Ayato has left the chat}
{No one is currently in the chat}

Easier way? What the hell is he talking about?

I rolled my eyes and did as he said, walking up the stairs to the third story bathroom. As I was entering I heard noises, very explicit ones.

"The hell..?" I muttered. Then I heard a familiar voice.

"A-Ah~! Sensei~!"

Wait..is that?

Sure enough when I peaked around the corner, was it a sight to behold. Kizano Shinobu, being pinned against a bathroom wall, by his teacher and just taking it from behind.

"S-sensei-!"

I was trying to hold myself together, not to bust out laughing and give away my presence. I just smirked as I silently took out my phone hitting record.

Thanks for the tip Info-Kun.
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I waited in the first story bathroom. Cleaning time had been over and Info-Kun sent an anonymous text to Kizano to talk 'business'.

My ears perked as I heard someone enter. Then I saw Kizano walk in, having a confused look on his face. "So you wanted to meet me?" He scoffed.

"Yes, I did." He stood across from me, his arms crossed.

"I have rehearsal Ayato, so please make this meeting quick? A actor like myself needs practice to woo the audience."

I snorted slightly, holding my hand to my mouth slightly. "What is so funny?" Kizano asked now getting slightly irritated.

"You call yourself an actor? Please I've seen better."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Your acting is shit and over the top, don't you think it's too dramatic? Might as well be a trashy Hollywood show."

Kizano glared at me and pointed. "How dare you! I worked my ass off to get to where I am, so don't you slander me or my reputation as a great actor!"

I chuckled. "Your reputation will be damaged you whore."

Kizano looked baffled. "Who are you calling a whore!" He said.

"Who do you think? I'm talking about you and Sensei Takuma." I smirked. That made Kizano flinch having a now surprised and worried expression.

"Hmph, you have no proof of that. Me and my teacher would never do such a thing!" I just laughed.

"Oh really? Then explain this." I took my phone out and pressed play. The recording had made Kizano a blushing mess. All you could hear was the slapping of skin and sexual phrases.

"Sensei harder~!"

"Say it, say my name!"

"T-Takuma..!"

I pressed pause and looked at Kizano. He was still dazed by the recording as I grinned. After a few minutes he came too.

"Delete that." He said.

"Hm..Nope." I said.

Kizano glared and reached his hand out attempting to grab my phone. I easily dodged as Kizano placed his hands on the wall.

"I'll delete this recording if you do as I say." I said.

"And why would I?" Kizano gritted his teeth.

"Because if you don't, I'll play this recording on the announcements. Better yet I could post this to the school's website." I said taking a step closer to Kizano.

He took a step back. "Then everyone will know your nothing but a whore..or better yet.." I got close to his ear.

"Known as a freak."

I stepped back as Kizano clenched his fist. "What do you want.." He said, sounding defeated. I smirked.

"For one I want you to cancel your play. Second I want you to stay away from Budo Matsuda and the Martial Arts club for the rest of the year. Do these things and I won't post the recording. Do we have a deal?" I said.

Kizano had a conflicting expression but sighed. "Fine..we have a deal.."

"That's a good boy. I'll see you later." I smiled as I turned to leave.

"Ayato. For the record, I'm not a whore."

I stopped in my tracks and glanced back. "Hm.." So with quick movements I pinned my hands towards Kizano, trapping him against the wall. He blushed slightly as I got closer to his ear.

"You'll always be a whore Kizano. That's a fact."

I stepped away and left the bathroom leaving Kizano. Huh greatest actor my ass. I had one more stop before heading home, it made me smile widely just thinking about it.
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Epilogue

After I had entered my home I sighed happily, taking my shoes and coat off. I headed up stairs to my room and went straight to my shrine. Once it was open I took out what is now my most prize possession.

Budo Matsuda's boxers.

I looked to see where would be a good place to put these. "Hm..maybe if I strung them up near Budo's picture." I said holding up the boxers. I blushed just staring at them.

I brought them close to my face snuggling into them. I let out a muffled sigh, now this was euphoria. Then I felt something poke the side of my leg.

"A-Ah..Budo.." I gripped the boxers tighter as I laid on my bed facing the ceiling. I snaked one of my hands down towards my pants, undoing the button with ease and began stroking myself.

My breath hitched as I used my other hand to keep the boxers near my face. "Budo..ngh.."

If only Budo was here to help satisfy my needs but this will have to do. Besides it was fun to do. I began to stroke faster as I breathed harder.

"B-Budo..god I want you so bad.." Saying that only made me go faster. I gripped harder on the boxers as I arched my back and gasp.

"F-Fuck-!" I felt myself release into my hand. I laid on my bed catching my breath, feeling satisfied. I weakly smiled.

"I love you Budo.."