Spying on Sensei

Spying on Sensei Part 2

AN: Hey guys! *excitedly waves hands*

First of all, thank everyone SO much for all the love this fanfic is getting! I've got some amazingly sweet comments and I couldn't be more happy. When I first published Spying on Sensei, I imagined only 20-30 people would read it, but now it has 400+ reads?! I'm shocked! Again, that you all so much!

So basically, in honor of hitting 400 reads, and since a lot of people requested it, I've decided a part two is in order! Enjoy!

"EMERGENCY MEETING, BRING UCHIDA-KUN WITH YOU!"

Ito held the phone a foot away from his head, eardrums ringing. Uchida, who was sitting across the table from him, a piece of Pocky lazily lounging in his mouth, raised a brow. Ito gave him a shake of the head.

"Sato-San, what's so bad that you need to call an emergency meeting right now?" He asked, cautiously bringing the cellphone back to his ear. "If it's another one of Fujiwara's gossip sessions-"

Her voice was staticky through the phone, ringing with urgency. "It's about Shiota-Sensei."

Ito pursed his lips. Why was it that him and his friends always seemed to get involved with their teacher's personal life? Whether it harmless gossip, or even something as drastic as spying on him after class, it always seemed to be Ito and his gang of friends.

Part of him wanted to give Sato a lecture, courting her on the importance of personal lives. He wanted to be mature and tell his friends to stick their noses out of Shiota-Sensei's business.

The other part of him was curious.

"We're on our way." Curiosity killed the cat they say, but Ito was sure it couldn't be anything that bad; nothing he would regret.

Uchida finished munching on his last Pocky stick and tilted his head at Ito. "What? Where are we going? I kinda heard Sato-Chan yelling about emergency meetings, but if it's like last time I don't wanna come. We were sitting on the roof for almost an hour wasting our time gossiping about that one girl from class- Kyouna, was it? Talking about her crush on the guy from class B. I'd rather bang my head against the wall than have to-"

"It's about Sensei."

"I'm coming."

Guess those students were desperate to know all the details of their poor teacher's personal life.

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When Ito and Uchida got to the roof, after a long and tiring walk up the staircase that seemed to go way too long (Uchida's whining made it seem five times longer for Ito) their light moods, expecting harmless gossip and snippets of info on their teacher, went serious real fast when they caught sight of the girls.

Ito's eyes went to Ono first (as always). She seemed pretty normal, sitting on one of the many wooden benches that lined the roof, their usual hang out spot. Her arms were crossed delicately in front of her, but instead of her usual shy smile, she wore a tight frown. Ito knitted his brows.

He turned his attention to Fujiwara. Her mood and posture was what really clued him in that something was wrong. She was usually a bright and optimistic girl, shoulders held high and smile always broad. Now, she sat on the dirty tile of the roof, hugging her knees to her chest.

Ito blinked a few times. Maybe this time it actually could be classified as an emergency meeting.

"Ito, you're here," Sato sighed, looking over to him from where she had been pacing. Ito had known her for years, since they were toddlers. She only paced when she was stressed, scared, concerned, or maybe even all three.