[h3]Hana[/h3]

Hana’s eye twitched a lot as the ass kept degrading him like he was literally a piece of shit. If he only had to go to school because of his mom then he would have punched the guy’s nose and made sure that the ass could never…ever have sex again. As he was about to say pretty much all the swears he knew in English to Japanese to his face a small girl came in and gave the guy a letter. Must be informing about the bad news. 

He noticed how frustrated the ass knew that he was stuck with him for the whole day. Clearly both punishments for them. Hana growled as how Matt gave those requests like he was a freaking maid. And BEG?!!? Hana would never do that. “Beg, beg you mother fucker?! Why I gonna!!” Hana pulled up his sleeve wand was ready to punch him but was reminded once more about his mom. He sighed tensely and looked away. He really wanted to beat the living shit out of him but he did have morals. 

“So treating your students like maids huh? Interesting kink you got there?! Creep!” Hana was at least able to make insults, which was good. Being called a twit was almost the last straw but he bit his lip so hard that it began to bleed. He needed control but with a teacher like him he was losing it. He sighed and walked towards the tables and grabbed the art materials and tried to put them in place. He hated this, he had to freaking clean up that guy’s shit for lessons and he bets that he didn’t even teach well. 

“shinjimae… kusottare… kusomajime… ijiwaru… iyarashii… Omae o korosu” He cursed in Japanese loudly hoping that Matt didn’t understand Japanese and if he did then Hana would be dead. He listened quietly as the ass degraded the new art teacher…wow what a dick. He can’t believe the school would hire a guy like him but had to deal with his shit. He hoped the girl best luck. He washed the brushes and put them on the side. He was doing an okay job and hope nothing humiliating would be asked for him to do. 

(Translations! Drop dead, go to hell… shit drip… Over-serious… bitchy… disgusting… I will kill you)

[h3]Rain[/h3]

Rain nodded as he continued to lick his hand, if he was part cat than that would be so much better though. “Thank…you…for saying me that…” Rain bowed his head, showing a bit of courtesy he learned form the palace and continued on. As he continued to cook he watched Rebecca undress before him. He watched quietly as she strip off her sexy nightwear and covered her breast with her arms. T

hough it would be nearly ever teenage dream to have a woman like Rebecca strip in front of you Rain was not like that. “…Why you remove clothes? Isn’t it cold? Here…” he removed his sweater and tried to give it to her. Sometimes the oblivious things were something that Rain would never understand. There was that beautiful rose tattoo he saw at Rebecca’s back. Roses….he liked roses since they were flowers and technically he was sort of a flower. “Pretty flowers…” 

He didn’t really understand what she was saying as he ended up staring at the corner, he saw a spider and wanted to pet it. “Kawaii…” he pointed at the spider but seemed like he was point at her. But then he turned back to his cooking. He finished and put on bit of potato frittatas in his mouth, nodding to whatever Rebecca said. He really really didn’t understand that she was saying. 

He usually could understand anyone but his mind was so focused on the spider he didn’t process the words right. “Ah okay…change and be warm…would here…me not want you to be cold…” He understand what she said about changing. He cared for Rebecca like a neutral friend and not like any guy who would go immediately to the naked woman and try to do the do. 

Rain ate at the couch; slowly eating his eggs while the spider earlier crawled up to his head and was almost like sleeping there. It was a small spider but seeable to anyone. As Rebecca in the background go crazy over some stuff and left saying about leaving. He just nodded and waved at her as he had eggs in his mouth and gave a small piece of frittatas to the spider that oddly ate it. “Bye Becky…” he said quietly and fed the spider again. “You want more…spidy?” he named his new pet as he gave more eggs to the spider that ate it.