[Kengkla x Techno] My Teacher is a Monster

Chapter 1

Techno POV:

After the football game I stayed to wait for my ride home. It was already getting late and I saw no sign of Technic. See, this is why I don't like when he borrows my bike to go see a woman. He never comes back on time. I had already shooed everyone off thinking he was on his way. Shaking the dust off of my gear, I turned towards the road.

'Technic.' I whined, sighing loudly.

Just because we weren't blood brothers I think he did these things. Then again he was always forgetful when concerning time constraints. Regardless, I liked having him as an older brother. He made sure that I had food and clothing. Actually, anything I needed.

He adopted me when I was very young but I was told that I couldn't call him father and was made to call him brother instead. I liked that better because he would treat me as such more than a father figure. I was happy to know someone wanted me. I didn't know anything about my real family.

While I was in my own little world I didn't notice a car following me until it honked. I jumped but recovered myself and got closer to peer in. When I bent over the window slid down and my heart began to race quickly.

It was my teacher, Mr. Wolf. I swallowed hard.

'G-good evening Mr. Wolf.' I mentally beat myself up for skipping this morning.

'Ah, Techno. I didn't know it was you.' His razorlike eyes cut through me. 'Did you need a ride?'

'Yes sir. How did you know?' I was sort of sure that he was going to tell me off after this morning.

'I sometimes give rides home to students who stay late. I don't want anything bad happening to them.' He grinned at me.

'O-oh ok.' I looked around one last time, hoping to see my brother but no. Nothing.

Sliding into the seat I put my things in between my legs on the floor. I don't know why but I was feeling so uneasy being so close to my teacher. The way he stared at me was creepy and when he put his hand on my knee I almost yelled out. Sweat began formulating on my forehead.

'Where's my gear? Ah this car, it's so dark in here.' His hand slid up my leg and almost touched my little Techno before moving his hand away into the right place. 'There it is. I wonder what that other thing I was touching was. Hmm, never mind it.' It was as if he were talking to himself.

I didn't say anything out of shock and the stark realization that no one has ever touched me there. Yet his gentle touch seemed familiar and there was also another reality that I didn't like. I frowned and looked down at my crotch. Why...damn it...why was I a little hard?

I thought it best not to say anything so I didn't until I had to give directions to my house.

'Uh...turn down this road here and-'

'I know. You live close correct? Down the street, the end house on the right before you hit a new street.' I blinked. How the hell did he know? As if reading my mind he said. 'I went and spoke to your brother about your behavior in class today. He assured me it wasn't like you and suggested that I take you as an assistant.'

That asshole. He was always getting me in a bind. I really just want to play football.

'I have sports. I don't see how I can h-'

'Already handled. I spoke to your lead coach and he said that you have an hour gap between your practices and judging from your grades last year you need a passing grade. He said that if not, you'll be off the team.'

My jaw clamped shut as I ground it down to prevent me from cursing this Mr. Wolf out. I looked at his face angrily and noticed a smirk upon it. I blinked and it was gone. Maybe I was seeing things. I couldn't help but stare at him a bit. I wasn't like my friend Type, a gay, but I could appreciate anyone good looking - male or female.

Not that I was in to older people. I mean, I'm not into guys at all. I just remember my friends saying how nice his skin was. I hadn't noticed it before but now that I was alone with him it was plain to see how great his handsomeness was up close. He had to be in his thirties but he looked like a teenager.

The car stopped and I realized that we were here. Without another word I opened the door and slid out, my things in hand. I was starting to walk away when I turned and said my thanks.

Mr. Wolf nodded to me and pulled off.

Kengkla POV:

'I'm busy Kla.' His smart mouth snapped when he answered the call.

'Screwing your slutty girlfriend isn't considered being busy.' I quipped back.

'Stop doing it like that. Do it the way I like.' I definitely interrupted something. 'Quickly, did you tell him?'

'In due time.' I hummed in thought.

'Ok...err...I have to go.'

Then that motherfucker hung up on my face.