Suffering!! The detention of Takuro and Itsuki!

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Who: Some guys I don't know their names + Iwata-sensei
What: Detention/Staying after-hours
Where: Ryuseki High
When: Magic Day+1. (Now, officially June 15th)


Takuro and Itsuki wouldn't just sit there, bored. Oh no, they were scheduled for a one-on-one talk with their homeroom teacher, one hour after they were supposed to be well on their way home. Until then, they'd been tasked with cleaning the blackboards and wiping the floor of their classroom.

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And so, the door snapped shut, with Iwata outside.

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"Ah, that was close." Takuro sighed before rolling off Itsuki and getting to his feet. "If he had come in while we were doing the spell, that would have been harder to cover up."

He held out his open bag for Itsuki to put the scroll back.

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An initially embarrassed Itsuki could only smile nervously at Iwata. Once he was gone, all his attention was on Takuro. Somewhat repentant - though mostly out of Takuro's warning - he accepted the other boy's decision and yielded the scroll, but still fixed him a look with heavy brows furrowed over his eyes. "Alright... but, really, if we do this at home then will you let me take part in it?"

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"Maybe," Takuro grinned, shrugging. "I don't want you feeling left out or anything, but I'll make no promises." He slung his bag over his shoulder and moved to the door, opened it and poked his head outside the classroom.

"Anything we can do for you, sensei?"

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Iwata was still somewhat flustered. He had his back turned to the door when Takuro came out, and was in the process of fidgeting quickly with his hand - adjusting his tie, that is. While bewildered and at a brief lost for words at first, he cleared his throat with a rather off-pitch "OH!" and then leveled down to his usual, mature, underpaid tones: "Iwasaki-kun. Yes. Ah... well, I was coming to talk to you and Kudou-kun about your detention. I understand you were being dirty--you came in dirty this morning?" he cleared his throat again. "I'm sure you understand the importance of having a clean uniform, but I also know you're not the kind to just up and break the rules for no good reason, and Akiyama-kun is quick to jump the trigger..."

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"Yes, sensei." Takuro nodded. "Itsuki-kun and I got dirty on the way to school through no fault of our own. We tried washing it off as soon as we got here, but..."

He glanced back at his friend, but his respect for his sensei was great enough that he didn't shrug. "It was difficult. We didn't have any spare uniforms, and we were already late for class."

[amoralsensei.insanejournal.com]

Unlike other people Takuro's age, Iwata - in his limited interactions with the boy - had always shown a disposition to expect the best of the boy. "I see," he'd said, tone already understanding. "Well, you cannot help it when there's force majeure, right? Accidents happen," the man said, offering the boy a small smile. "I'll be sure to write this off both of your records. Just try impressing Akiyama-kun with a bit of good uniform etiquette for a couple of days, so that he feels he's accomplished something."

Iwata ignored Itsuki's slightly bemused look at their teacher's complicity in duping the head of the disciplinary committee. He was fully focused on Takuro anyway. "Say, Iwasaki-kun, before you go... There's something I've been meaning to ask you two. See, there's some things gone missing from the old school building. Now, I'm not saying you would do this, but maybe you saw someone who did." Somewhat serene, even gentle in tone, he went on to add, "If you find out something, can I count on you letting me know?"

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"Yes, sir!"

The English was accompanied with a sharp salute. "I'll let you know if Itsuki-kun or I hear or remember something. You can count on me."

Easing back into his previous stance, Takuro smiled. "And thank you for your help, Iwata-sensei. We'll make sure to be our best around Akiyama."

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Iwata smiled brightly. Whether or not he was naive, disarmed, or sincerely trusting it was hard to tell: he just reached over and patted Takuro's head lightly. "Alright. Run along you two."

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"Yes, sensei." Takuro accepted the pat. "Thank you."

Shifting his bag on his shoulder, he turned back to his friend. "Let's go, Itsuki-kun. We have work to do."

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Itsuki shuffled along besides Takuro, flashing Iwata a tiny little sheepish smile before he joined his friend in walking along, making his best effort to be nonchalant. It took a good amount of effort not to look back to check if Iwata was following them.

"Erm... Takuro-kun? I'm sorry about the, you know, outburst back there. Reckon it wasn't very polite of me. I just don't think it's fair for you take the weight of this on you."

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"It's fine. We didn't get caught out and now we'll be able to finish it when we get home. Just warn me next time you're going to attack me."

Takuro turned and flashed Itsuki a grin. "And you want to be partners in crime, huh? I guess I can work with that. If I'm going down, I'm taking you with me."