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When the Teachers Are Away	By : Blanche_Conrad Category: +G to L > Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple Views: 4020 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do no own Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Temptation
- 2-Experience
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Disclaimer: None of the characters present or mentioned in this fanfic belong to me, not do any of the settings. I'm merely rearranging some of the pieces to my liking.
A/N: I don't use honorifics (I don't have a firm grasp on them yet even though I've been a fan of anime/manga for over a decade at this point T.T). If anyone seems a little OOC please let me know. This will only be my second fanfic. An edited version of this story was originally published on fanfiction.net

Sakaki carried a sleeping Kenichi up to his room at the dojo, mentally beating himself up the whole way. How could he have been so impulsive? Never mind that Kenichi didn't refuse him, the fact of the matter was that Kenichi likes Miu and Miu likes him back. Sakaki should not have done that.
Well, he could always say that he was helping the disciple to relieve some stress. Would Kenichi believe him if he told him that? Sakaki sighed as he laid Kenichi down on his futon. He decided that that would just be his story. Sakaki decided he should probably refrain from drinking any more sake while the others were gone.

Kenichi woke in the middle of the night feeling very groggy and oddly relaxed. He spent some time basking in the cool, still silence of the night; until his memory came rushing back...
Sakaki...! Kenichi had been minding his own business just relaxing in the spring when that-that...PERVERT had gone and molested him! He shivered, remembering the slightly rough feel of his master's hands on his body. With the shiver, though, came an odd feeling of...want. He wanted to feel that again. The skill with which Sakaki had brought him to the edge and then tipped him over was burned into his skin. Wait...that was all wrong. Kenichi should be fantasizing about Miu, Miu! Not Sakaki!
Yet, desire curled in his abdomen when his mind replayed the scene in vivid detail. Unable to stop himself, Kenichi let his hands wander over his body until he was satisfied again and drifted back into an even deeper sleep.

Sakaki made himself scarce in the morning while Kenichi was getting ready for school. He waited until Kenichi had been gone for a good half hour before starting his own daily practice.
Before noon had come, he had already through his practice twice. He had run out of punching posts, having broken them all in one hit. He felt like he was going to crawl right out of his skin with all the pent of stress and extra energy he was harboring. Because of this, he practically jumped a mile when a voice spoke up from no less than ten paces behind him.
"Sakaki..."
"Jeez," Sakaki turned around to find Kenichi staring at him like he had grown an extra head, "you're getting too god at moving quietly like Kensei, Kenichi."
"Sorry," Kenichi scuffed the dirt with the toe of his sneaker. "Sakaki, ab-"
"Why aren't you at school?"
"Oh. Well, you see... I got sent home early because one of the teachers saw a delinquent fighting with me." Kenichi's ears turned red as he explained.
"Oi, you can't stay out of trouble at all, can you? Anyway, were you going to say something else?"
"Yeah... Um, about last night?"
Sakaki felt his stomach drop, and his heart even skipped a beat.
Kenichi continued, "What...what was that, Sakaki?"
"You looked too stressed out. It helped didn't it?"
"Oh, is that all it was? Yeah, it did help. Thank you." Kenichi replied, but his gaze was focused on the ground.
"Is there anything else, or do you want to go shopping for dinner with me?"
"No, nothing else. Let's go."

Kenichi kept sneaking furtive glances at Sakaki as they walked through town from vendor to vendor. Stress, huh? It made sense, he supposed. Stress wasn't good to let build up. It affected your health a lot. The first thing Kenichi thought of for relieving stress though was meditation or something. Not...that. He made a mental note to ask some of the guys at school what they did to relieve stress. Maybe Takeda or Ukita would have a good idea. He might even ask Tanimoto, but definitely NOT Niijima. Who knew what that alien would find relaxing?!
A light breeze blew past, and Kenichi blushed when he caught Sakaki's scent in the air. It was the same as last night, just not as strong. Kenichi shivered again, and the same desire he felt last night assaulted him. Kenichi couldn't dwell on his reaction however, since he was carrying all the groceries and still dragging his training weights.
"How are you doing, Kenichi?"
"Fine, Sakaki."
"I would expect no less from the disciple of Ryouzanpaku," Sakaki laughed heartily, drawing the attention of the people around them.
Some time later, Kenichi was grateful to be able to set the groceries down on the porch in front of the door to the dining room. He forgot that the weights were still attached to his ankles when he tried to go up the stairs, though, and fell to his hands and knees.
"Oi, can't you even wait for me to unlock those for you?"

DANGER! Sakaki's mind screamed at him. Kenichi had been tripped up by his training weights and was now in quite a tempting position. Sakaki toyed with the idea of letting Kenichi stand up first, but the little devil in his ear squashed that thought before it could gain any strength. Sakaki hadn't drank any sake, and yet he found his hands shackling Kenichi's ankles just above the cool iron shackles of his training weights.
"Sakaki, what...?" Kenichi's question trailed away as Sakaki slid his fingers under the hem of Kenichi's school uniform pants.
Sakaki proceeded to rub circles in the firm muscles of Kenichi's calves with his thumbs. When he felt Kenichi shiver, Sakaki looked up at the young boy's face. What he saw rather amazed him. Desire was etched into Kenichi's features, plain as day. Not only was he not protesting, he might actually be aroused by this! For confirmation, Sakaki reached with one of his hands for the buckle of Kenichi's belt.

Kenichi drew in a sharp breath when Sakaki's knuckles brushed his stomach while undoing his belt. He shivered; anticipation had him strung too tightly to even speak. The desire that had settled in his abdomen since earlier was building, becoming too strong to deny.
Suddenly the hands withdrew, and without thinking of his reaction Kenichi whimpered at the loss. Before he could put his thoughts to words, Sakaki was unlocking his training weights. In seconds, Kenichi found himself hauled roughly to his feet and stripped bare. A protest had formed on his lips about the sudden treatment but died away with a squeak when Sakaki slung him over his broad shoulder.
Kenichi suddenly found any kind of coherent thought very difficult. Sakaki had worn a light shirt that still possessed all of its buttons (miraculously) to go shopping. All of Kenichi's bare skin from his chest all the way down to his knees was now pressed up and rubbing against said shirt. He squirmed in his pleasurable discomfort. Shock was the next thing he felt clearly when one of Sakaki's large hands landed on one cheek of his bare ass.
"Stop wriggling," was the only gruff explanation Sakaki gave for the sudden smack.
Before long, Kenichi could smell the spring. Last night's semi-embarrassing occurrence played once more through his mind. Sakaki gently set Kenichi down with his feet in the shallow water and then began undressing. Embarrassed, Kenichi crouched down and wrapped his arms around his knees. He looked up when Sakaki's bare legs suddenly filled his vision...and then promptly fell backward into the deeper part of the pool. He came up sputtering and wiping water from his face. Sakaki was...HUGE! Kenichi had suspected as much from last night, but the difference between feeling it press against his back a few times in the water and seeing it in broad daylight was almost...terrifying. What in the world did Sakaki have planned?
Kenichi almost asked but shook his head instead, sending droplets flying everywhere. Then, for the second time that day he found himself being hauled upwards by Sakaki. He was then whirled through the air until he was facing the shore before being forced to his hands and knees in the gritty sand. Like the night before, Sakaki wrapped on hand firmly around Kenichi's manhood and his other sought to tease the sensitive nubs on his slim chest. Kenichi felt his body go limp from the pleasure and was glad for the support of Sakaki's arms.
In the next instant Kenichi froze and tensed up. Sakaki had taken his hand away from tormenting Kenichi's nipples, and then Kenichi felt something that felt suspiciously like a finger slide between his cheeks.The thick digit swirled slowly around his entrance, and something akin to fear coiled tightly within Kenichi. A quick exchange took place in Kenichi's mind as he reasoned with himself. It wasn't unlike the kind of thoughts he had when he was facing off against an opponent. If Kenichi had been facing Sakaki, the change in his attitude would have shown in his eyes. Instead the only action Sakaki saw was when Kenichi bowed his upper torso down into the shallow water, thereby raising his hips a little higher and opening himself up to the karate master. Sakaki gave a satisfied smile as he slid one finger inside his student, the water of the spring providing lubrication. When his finger was moving in and out easily, Sakaki added a second finger. Kenichi began to writhe when Sakaki rubbed his inner gland.
Without warning, Kenichi scrambled forward and turned to face Sakaki. "Sakaki, that's enough teasing. Just do whatever it is you're planning."
This time, Sakaki saw that steel resolve of Kenichi's fighting spirit flash in his eyes. That was the look, the look that had drawn him to have this unexplainable attraction in the first place. He knew he could bring out that look another way, and he had done so. He wasn't going to wait for a more blatant invitation. Sakaki took his impressive girth in one hand and hauled Kenichi forward with the other, forcing him to rest his legs on either side of Sakaki's hips. Sakaki rubbed his tip along Kenichi's pulsing entrance, smearing his pre-cum to lubricate the disciple further.
Kenichi cried out as Sakaki slowly pushed into him, not in pain but in pleasure. Kenichi's moans and whimpers drifted in the still afternoon air. He became lost to Sakaki's skillful strokes inside of him and along his throbbing cock. Both student and master came to their climax, cradled in the tranquil surrounding of the spring.
Sakaki helped Kenichi to wash himself, and had to pick up the exhausted youth who had fallen asleep while being washed. Sakaki calmly walked back to the dojo with his precious cargo, until Akisame stepped into his path.
"Take him to his room, Shio. After that, we will talk."

Kenichi awoke some hours later to dusk light filtering through his window. The sound of arguing voices drifted up through the floor of his room. Sakaki and...was that Koetsuji?

"What were you thinking, Shio?" Akisame questioned the frowning karate master that was currently sitting outside on the porch drinking sake.
"I wasn't."
"What will you say to Hayato if Kenichi decides to withdraw from his discipleship at Ryouzanpaku. Hayato was the one who approved the boy's request. You know this dojo has not had a true disciple since it was opened."
"He won't run away like some scared rabbit, Akisame. Haven't you seen the steel in that boy's spirit?"
"Until everyone else returns I want you to stay away from him, Shio. Do you understand? I'm going to speak with him and see if everything will really turn out alright."
Shio continued drinking his sake as Akisame made his way to Kenichi's room.

Akisame knocked gently at Kenichi's door. Upon hearing Kenichi's reply to enter, he opened the door and stepped into the room.
"Kenichi, are you feeling alright?"
"Yes. Why do you ask?" Kenichi cocked his head to one side.
"I…uh, I saw Shio carrying you back to the dojo from the spring. He told me what happened."
Kenichi turned multiple shades of red and didn't answer.
"Please, don't leave the dojo. You are a disciple of Ryouzanpaku and that has a lot of meaning. Besides, I don't know that Miu or her grandfather would take it well if you were to leave."
"I...won't leave. Hehehe, Sakaki was right when he said I looked stressed out. I let my worries pile up until they overwhelm me. What with fighting at school and in the streets, trying to become strong so that one day I can protect Miu, and all the bull I have to put with from Niijima. He actually did help me."
"He won't do it again. I made him promise."
"I wouldn't let him anyway. It was nice to have the experience, although it wasn't the type of experience I wanted," the last was said under Kenichi's breath.
"So you'll stay then?"
"Of course. I still have a long way to go."

This brings the first story in my series to an end. I don't really know how long the whole thing will turn out to be. Please review, and be honest. I don't have an issue with honest reviews, only with reviews that make no sense.
Regards,
Blanche
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