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---> From Hallway.

Onimu looked left and right before she stepped in the jacuzzi and turned up to heat.
"I want to feel those nasty bacteria burn away from my body" She murmered a little and stretched herself.
"Why does my sweety do so mean to me" She thiught outloud.
"I do everything to help him and then he goes dating with someone else...A LOUSY STUDENT!" Her little smile faded and she whent down completly in the hot water just to come up a few seconds after.
"I should make that student suffer....but then again, i only saw a few schoolbooks so i don't really know who he is dating with and i can't ask Akimoto who the girl is...He would likewise punch me in the face, not that i don't like some pain in a while. But when he strikes my head, it would probably roll a few meters away."

She kept thinking in herself as she stared at a fake rock...

Yuusuke walked into the room, followed by Jezz. He waited for her to enter the door, and took the "Do Not Disturb" sign, and put it on the door.

"Hopefully, the teachers will listen to the sign...last thing I need is detention on my first day, ne?" he said, walking up the ramp to the changing rooms. "So, you go get changed, and I'll meet you back out here, ne?" he asked, feeling the excitement welling, but making sure he kept his cool

Yuusuke's smile was just as nonchalant as Jezz's voice was condescending. "Chickening out? Not I, hentabito," he said, taking off his shirt and unbuckling his belt.

"I just thought I would afford you at least the common decency of stripping in private, ne?" he added, taking a longer time than he needed to to take his pants down, until finally he took them off with a flourish, and tossed them to the side.

He walked towards the jacuzzi, and stepped in slowly. The heat was unexpected, but he kept on walking in. "Aren't you coming in, hentabito?" he beckoned her.

"Hentai, ne? I'm the one who was hoping for a bathing suit, Jezz-san," he quipped, taking a seat along the wall of the jacuzzi. He stretched out his legs, and leaned back.

"Well, this is much more comfortable than those god-forsaken beds, ne? The teachers here have it good," he remarked, looking around at all of the scenery in here, trying to keep his eyes from looking at Jezz too much.

"Why don't you have a seat? It'll make you adjust to the heat quicker," he suggested, patting the seat next to him. "I won't bite."

"Uun, very relaxing," he agreed, sliding down further on the bench and putting his legs on the bench across from him.

He thought for a second about her blatantly sexual comment, and then said, "A time you want me to bite, ne? But I thought we were just in here as friends, Jezz-san. I think all of the bubbles in here are getting to your head."

He smirked as he looked over at her, finishing the sentence. She was beautiful, and he knew better than to think that either of them were as innocent as they were pretending to be.

Yuusuke wondered what Jezz meant for a second, then noticed her half-grin half-smirk. Well, NOW he definitely knew what she was referring to. So it was time to play that game, was it?

Yuusuke leaned over next to Jezz's ear, and intentionally breathing directly into it, said calmly and slowly, "Oh really, Jezz-san?" He placed his hand on her shoulder and asked, again, "So, nothing gets to you, ne?" before running his fingers lightly down her arm before letting them fall back into the water.

He moved away from Jezz slowly, and leaned back into the water, smirking.

Let's see what she has to say now

Yuusuke gasped audibly, tensing his muscles when her foot started to near his crotch. Kuso! He tried quickly to regain his calm, but he knew that it was too late. She had already noticed the gasp and she knew that she had all the power now. Her mind games had actually gotten to him.

"No, Jezz-san," he said, trying to regain his breath. "Nothing gets to me, either, hentabito." How witty of you Yuusuke, he thought to himself in disgust. One little ******** touch and you lose your ******** cool? Excellent. You've lost this one, tomodachi. You might as well just give in now. He knew that he was right, but he had to keep trying.

"You know, I have a little bit more self-control then to go all wild over a touch, ne?" He said, stalling, trying to think up a retort. "Besides, if you really wanted to get a raise out of me," he started, making sure he emphasized the word 'raise', "you'd better try something a little more intimate than rubbing my stomach with your foot, ne? The jets in here could prove more pleasurable than that, with a little creativity."

Well, it wasn't the greatest, but it was something. At least he hadn't lost his control. Just his wit.

But that may of been enough.

s**t. Now he had lost for sure. Her foot was resting right over his crotch, and if it stayed there much longer, she'd KNOW that she had him. He had to divert his mind, quickly. So, naturally, it went to trying to find a proper retort...but the problem was evident.

She had already won. There was no retort to this. It wasn't a mind game anymore.

It was a victory speech.

"Who knows, Jezz-sama," he said, admitting defeat. "Maybe you're right, and I don't believe it myself. But what's the harm in trying, ne?" he smirked. Sure, he had lost, but he could be good-natured about it, even if he was surely disappointed. Losing this game may have brought him a bit of mental shame, but the rest of the game had brought him to the jacuzzi, a foot on his crotch, and not to mention the hours of fun leading up to this.

"So, I guess you've won," he said, in mock exasperation. He reached over, tracing his fingers lightly up her stomach, asking "So what are you going to do to celebrate?"