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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 9, 2018 23:46:45 GMT -5
Mind a little bit of pain? I see Emma-o. This is my punishment for..something. The tiny teacher takes a deep breath as she is interrupted. That big goofy grin meeting the flustered face of the sensei. "Again, far too informal. You need to be careful that doesn't get you in trouble. Also seriously you could have a concussion. You have no idea how serious those could be." For some reason that triggers a memory, which triggers a blush, which causes her to fwip her fan in front of her face. "I am taking you to the nurse, for your own good. Please, this one is responsible for your well-being. As your..." another moment, another pause. Another opportunity.
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 10, 2018 0:03:43 GMT -5
With an overdramatic groan, the pink haired student continued to lead on, already remembering in her head the exact way to the nurse's office, "Fiiiiine, fiine. We can go to the nurse, and you can check me out, and make sure everything's all on right, and that I'm not leaking or anything." She whined but didn't seem to actually mind, as she allowed her friend to worry - after all, she worried about her friends too, "But if you're checking me out, I should get to check you out too. I'm pretty sure I'm good enough to play doctor for a little collision like that." They arrived just as the sensei was about to blurt out her position, and this time Mako turned and wagged a finger, "You can't call yourself that yet! Gosh. How improper. You have to ask me out first, silly." She... seemed to be genuinely joking, and giggled happily at her own joke as she strode into the empty nurse's office, still pulling Fuyuko along.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 10, 2018 0:13:54 GMT -5
Noticing the student finally agreed she sighed with relief, even if she got cut off again! Even through...check her out? Get checked out? Yes. It is time Emma-o. Clearly sweet death awaits. Then the door opens and there is no nurse there. Almost anything would have been better then no nurse. Just her, a concussed clearly gay and distressingly attractive student, and a lockable door. And then the girlfriend talk? Nope... NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE.
Fuyuko takes a deep breath, fan up to gently pry the girl off her. "Mako-san. I need you to listen to me. Please. You are a lovely girl. I am sure any girl would be happy to have you. Please allow myself to introduce myself. I am Doji Fuyuko. I am almost fourty years old. I am an allumnai of this school and I am the the new Iaido and Law Instructor and a former Crane Magistrate." she tries to blunt the oncoming panic with a tiny little unfortunately adorable curtsy. "It is this ones pleasure to formally meet you."
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 10, 2018 0:24:05 GMT -5
A beat. All color drained from the girl's face, and her skin became more like porcelain than ever before. She looked like the living dead or a mask that would be worn by a scorpion more so than a person. The curtsy drew the blood back up, and it rushed to her face as she turned a dark shade of red, not the usual pretty pink blush on her face. She tried to grab for one of her fans, and ended up tossing it onto the ground as her hands shook, and in that moment a handful of things happened - she nearly shouted a panicked "Imsorrypleaseignoremeillgonow!", pushed past the newly discovered sensei with her body -blushing even deeper as they touched -, and darted out of the nurse's office door, visible tears streaming from her face as the whole moment began.
And then a few moments later, a loud crash, as the pink haired girl slipped and fell in her panicked, crying attempt at fleeing. Mako was a hot mess. Emphasis on the mess. Still a little emphasis on the hot, but mostly on the mess.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 10, 2018 0:28:12 GMT -5
Fuyuko blinks at the...explosion of Not On. Not even a little ON. Just emotion rushing her in the face and she winces as she can almost hear the tiny child's heart break. No. She will help her. She will be the light that so few were for her. And then CRASH. Fuyu runs along the hallway in the direction she heard the crash, leaving parasol behind. "Mako-san. Please Mako-san be calm. You are forgiven. You are very likely concussed! Please come back to the nurses office. I am not offended I promise but nobody should see you like this."
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 10, 2018 0:42:46 GMT -5
The imperial lay on the ground as the crane approached, balled up as best she could to hide her face. She knew the sensei would come, because she was a sensei, and sensei's had to always check on students, even stupid students who had been flirting with them and acting like they were gonna be best friends so naturally. The voice, comforting and yet firm helped calm the girl, who seemed to be as quick to dry up as she had been to the sobbing tears, looking upwards at Fuyuko with red eyes, but no streaming waterworks left, "Imsorryimsostupidandthatithoughtyouweresoprettyandthatiwantedtohangoutwithyouandthatilookedatyourunderwearandthatiteasedyouaboutdatingandthatimadeyoufeelshortandthatiwassososososostupid." The entire sentence takes place over the span of... well, not nearly long enough, as Mako rambled it out. It wasn't impossible to understand, but it definitely wasn't as easy as the usual perky voice.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 10, 2018 0:54:23 GMT -5
Fuyuko takes a deep breath as she extends her hand to help her stand up. "That...was very fast. Come with me to the nurses office. Please. I want to make sure you are ok." Assuming the girl lets her she calmly walks her over to the office again before gesturing for her to sit. "Lets...unpack this again. Calmly. I thank you for the compliment. The teasing was done with good intentions. I have been this short most of my life, I have no intention to start taking offense now. I am not mad. Understand?" she says in her firm Sensei bit. There was...the part about the panties in there somewhere but honestly the less she addressed that the less likely the poor sobbing girl would keep breaking on her. She takes a deep breath
"When I was your age, I flirted with a teacher I found attractive as well. But I did so will full knowledge she was a teacher. She did not take my age into consideration and it almost ended very poorly. I won't let that happen with you. Please do believe me I understand exactly where you are right now. I have no issue being your freind Mako-san, but for now I am also your Sensei. Please understand that this means I have a responsibility to take care of you and guide you. I will not take advantage of you. Understand?" Yes there was that cold almost unsettling firmness to her voice but just enough understanding and empathy there too. And those with good ears will not miss the admission that said teacher was a woman.
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 10, 2018 1:32:38 GMT -5
Mako was uncharacteristically silent for the duration of the helpful speech from the helpful sensei. She was still blushing and avoiding looking at the sensei's face, especially as she discussed her own experiences. At the end of it all, she looked at the teacher, took a deep breath, and then with only a little bit of the regret sinking into her voice did she finally ask, with big round eyes, "D-did... did I make you think I was some kind of... perverted... floozy?" Her voice cracked a little, and she decided to listen to the inner Ide, and just speak with her heart, "I-I didn't want anything... bad. I just thought you were pretty, and that I could hold your hand would be enough. And then maybe we could kiss. Not uhm. Not... not anything that would take advantage... I'm not... that bad... Did... did I really seem that way?" Mako's pride was hurt by the pretty sensei assuming she was a slut. "I swear I just wanted to be sweet, and cute, and cudd-" Why was she saying all this? Why was she so stupid. Why was she rambling like this? And now was the pink haired girl's time to shut down and just look away from the sensei, as she sat up on the nurse's bed, blushing oh so deep a pink.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 10, 2018 1:38:31 GMT -5
Fuyko's turn to feel awful, the fan goes up in front of her face. "I.. I thought no such thing. But even being sweet and cute. I simply was trying to relay to you my own experiences. Not talk about what I..." she sighs and goes to sit down on a chair. "I didn't think you wanted anything bad Mako-san. I simply am saying that even knowing how innocent your intentions are, it would be wrong for me to be your girlfriend now." While you are a student, her brain adds in. "But it is not wrong for me to be your friend. That is all I am trying to say here. I don't think poorly of you, not at all. I think you are a sweet, beautiful genuine girl who just made a mistake. The only thing that bothers me is thinking that I am in any way responsible for your pain." Ugh this was so hard. Also did that make her a pervert when she was younger? Well yes it did but back then she had what her therapist called....issues. Was still a pervert now but a functional one at least. "Do you accept my apology and offer of friendship Mako-san?"
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 10, 2018 2:07:59 GMT -5
You would think that something like this would be crushing to a young girl like Mako. You would think that she would be depressed for the rest of the day. That she would be unable to get out of the little nurse bed, that she would sit there sadly with her 'concussion' and feel stupid for the rest of the day. And yet, that was not Mako. Instead, Mako sat and, slowly, smiled at the sensei. "One day." Her eyes were twinkling, as she moved from being the sad one in the room, to looking at the sensei with those happy eyes again. The girl was certainly a rollercoaster of emotions, bouncing back as quickly as she went down, "I would be honored to be your friend, Yuko-chan." She said the name with a giggle, and then raised a finger up to her lips shushing the teacher before giggling and continuing, "But I'll stick with call you Doji-sensei until you're ready to be just my Yuko." She said it with a faint blush, this time the comment not being unintentional. "And I would be remiss to allow you to think you've caused me too much pain. Like I said before, I'm used to it. Heartbreak can't hold you down forever. I just had to cry it out!" She gave two thumbs up, as she climbed down from the bed, making her way closer to the sensei, "Please don't blame yourself for anything. I'm happy to have met you still!"
A truly observant, socially aware person may notice the girl wasn't quite as recovered as she seemed, but she wasn't making it easy to see past the smiling teasing face she put on.
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