28. Special Guests

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     Entering the classroom, (f/n) hummed as she walked over to her seat and sat down, the teacher continuing the lesson as if she was on time. Barely a second after she sat down, the intercom turned on. "(L/n) (f/n) from 3-A, please come to the chairman's office. He would like to speak with you." The girl groaned, throwing her hands up in the air out of exasperation and stood up, the class watching her every movement. As she walked towards the office, she silently thought, 'What could've possibly been so important that I need to go during my "precious" class time?' The girl arrived and knocked once before opening the door, not bothering to wait for an answer. "You called-" In the middle of her sentence, (f/n) looked up and her mouth dropped, no sounds emitting from her. The people that stood in front of her truly surprised the usually calm and collected (f/n), earning a chuckle from the male. A beautiful woman stepped up to her and scolded in English, "Is that how you greet your mother and father, (f/n) (l/n)?!" (F/n) continued to stare at her parents for a full minute before she grinned from ear to ear as she walked up to them. "What a surprise to see you here, father, mother. I suppose (b/n) is still at the army base." Gakuho listened as the family conversed in English as (f/n) shook her father's hand and kissed her mother's. The male laughed and boomed, "We came here on some business! We had only meant to stay for about an hour longer than the work that we had to do here, planning to meet you during that time, but the plane ended being delayed until early tomorrow morning. So we decided to spend the night with our lovely daughter!" Her mother chuckled, mentioning, "Your brother was so jealous when he heard that we were staying the night with you! He was so sad that he could only see you for a short while before being forced to return back home." The (h/c) giggled as she heard this, imagining her brother's face of misery, before asking, "I still have one class left, so you should probably head back before me. Here's the key, and I suppose you already know the address." As she placed the key in her mother's hand, the father nodded, whistling out, "A car will come by later to pick you up, ok?" The girl nodded and turned to face Gakuho, and returning to Japanese, she spoke, "Thank you for this. If you don't mind, I'll be excusing myself now." The girl smiled one last time at her parents as the chairman nodded and turned around, leaving to go back to class.

        Five minutes before the final bell rang, (f/n) suddenly remembered and whipped out her phone right in front of the teacher, no protests coming out from him at all. She sent Karma a text saying, "Sorry, I gotta go straight home today, so I can't walk with you today." A second later, the redhead's response came. All he said was " :( ", making (f/n) feel guilty as she put her phone away. As the bell rang, the girl quickly grabbed her bag and ran to the gate, ignoring everyone that had called out to her. Sure enough, her father had sent a limousine to gather her, and she saw the chauffeur waiting for her as she ran to the gate. "Good afternoon, Ms. (F/n) (L/n). Lovely day, isn't it?" The girl saw a glint of amusement in the man's eye as he opened the door for her to step in. "Oh please, Gilbert. We both know that you only say that as an obligation." Her voice was full of sarcasm, but she knew the (l/n)'s family chauffeur was hard to annoy. As she stepped in the car and seated herself, the girl sighed as the door closed, followed by a moment of silence before the car started moving. "I was planning on grabbing some ice cream with Karma today too..." she quietly mumbled, unaware that the man was listening. "Oh? Has our dense (f/n) (l/n) finally found the meaning of true love?" Gilbert mused as he continued to watch the road. The girl laughed as she playfully replied, "Just don't tell father." Gilbert smiled, stealing a glance at the smirking (h/c) from the rearview mirror.
       (F/n) quickly entered her house when she smelled something burning from an open window. "MOM! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO NOT COOK?!" she yelled out, storming into the kitchen. Her mother giggled nervously as she turned the stove off. On it was an unknown lump of burnt who-knows-what as her father leaned against the doorframe, grinning in amusement. "We specifically have a rule back at home stating that you and dad were forbidden from the kitchen! And there's a reason why that rule was there in the first place! Just because you're in Japan does not mean the rule no longer applies!!" As (f/n) scolded her mother, she was cleaning up the large mess, including dealing with the lump of burnt shit. As she finished, Mr. (L/n) started out, "You know, she only wanted to make you something special." (F/n) sighed as she walked out the kitchen, mumbling out, "I know." As she closed the kitchen door behind her, the front door opened on cue. Karma walked through the doors, singing out, "How mean of you to just leave me there~ This calls for a punishment, (f/n)~" The redhead dropped his bag on the floor as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. (F/n) blushed and faced him, stammering out, "W-Wait Karma, m-my p-" She never got to finish the sentence as Karma leaned in and kissed her. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and played around in there, slipping one hand under her shirt. The boy smirked as (f/n) melted and kissed back, placing one hand on his chest as the other grabbed his collar, forcing him down to her height once again. The kitchen door opened, and something was dropped as a loud gasp was heard. As (f/n) pulled away reluctantly, a trail of saliva connected Karma and her again. The two turned towards the kitchen door, as (f/n)'s mother and father stood there in shock. Karma let out a low whistle before saying in a light voice, "I didn't know your parents were here," as (f/n) buried her face into his chest, groaning loudly.

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