Chapter 25

They left Atobe's mansion and walked towards the limousine, the door of which the Atobe butler was holding open for them. As they got in the butler secured Inui's diaries in the boot, before climbing into the drivers' seat and starting the car smoothly, gliding downing the sweeping drive and onto the main road. There was silence as the limo floated through seemingly light traffic, no-one sure whether they should speak about what had just happened.

"Does anyone know what time it is?" Eiji asked quietly.

"It is 1 pm, by the time we get back to school it will be the end of lunch," Inui answered matter of fact, "perhaps we should stop by the corner shop on the way back and pick up something to eat."

"Hai, that sounds like a good idea. I'm sure Aoe-sensei won't mind us eating lunch in class, considering he knows roughly what has happened. He may even have some thing for us to do with our food, something in keeping with the theme of our lesson agenda." Fuji mused mischievously, now eyeing up Tezuka as if he were a trussed up roast turkey just waiting from him to sink his teeth into and lap up the succulent juices.

Tezuka shifted uncomfortably, "Fuji stop it! And you are not eating anything off of me!" This made Fuji smile greatly.

"You should not have told me that, Tezuka, you have just forced me to come up with some more… shall I say… unconventional means of devouring you, I mean my lunch, now." There was an audible shiver that passed through all the occupants on the limo, even the driver shivered in his uniform.

Silence reigned once again, everyone too occupied trying not to think of what was going through Fuji's mind, trying not to visualize their stoic captain in varying positions and state of dress, covered in various types of food. Trying not to visualize how the now innocently smiling Fuji would lick, nibble and suck those varying foods off the would then be wriggling and writhing captain. Someone gulped, no-one wanted to think about what the serenely smiling seemingly-angel of the team did to their cold faced, hard assed captain behind closed doors, when ever they did they tended to wake up in the night, screaming.

Ten unnerving minutes later the limo pulled up outside a quaint little shop for the team to purchase their lunches. Each player perused the aisles each selecting their own usual distinct lunches, purchasing the items, before walking the remaining distance back to school.

"Ah! There you all are!" Exclaimed Aoe-Sensei as everyone filled back into the class room each getting out the lunches they had just brought. "I see we found Kaidoh, it's nice to have you back." He said politely nodding to the snake. Everybody regained their seats and began unpacking their food ready to eat, "Wait, hang on. Nobody eat their food yet, we can use it to further your education today, within our topic for today."

Everybody eyed Fuji nervously out of the corner of their eyes, he was grinning like a Cheshire cat who'd just discovered it was his birthday and Christmas all in one. Tezuka could be seen with his head in his hands looking as if the apocalypse had just arrived.

"What a lovely idea Aoe-sensei", Fuji commented serenely, "I have always wanted someone to provide me with some wisdom on the area, but alas, unfortunately, even Tezuka refuses to allow me to explore the area."

"That is unfortunate Fuji-kun," replied Aoe-sensei, falling right into the angelic masterminds trap, "but I think that this is an area in which everybody should have knowledge, after all there is nothing more sensual than lick, nibbling and sucking food off the body of a partner." The whole class looked around nervously wondering what on earth the sensei, and more importantly Fuji, had planned. "Alright each pair choose a table. One person from each pairing hop up on the table and remove your shirt, and anything else you may be wearing which may hinder access to the chest. Nothing below the belt should be on display though, sorry Fuji-kun this I must insist upon." This making Fuji pout.

"Up you go Fuji," remarked the Buchou, turning Fuji pout into an expression of pure shock.

"W-w-what?" Stammered the surprised angel.

"Get up on the table and take your top off," when he didn't move the team captain came to stand within an each of the shock tennis player, with a wicked, teasing, satisfied grin gracing his usually stoic face. "You didn't think I was really going to let you eat things off me just because sensei has the same idea as you did you? No Shusuke it will be you on the table, you who will be my plate which I will eat my lunch off and it will be you on the table writhing and moaning under my touch. Now. Get. On. The. Table."

"H-Hai Buchou," breathed the now turned on blue eyed blonde. I love it when he bosses me about like that. My Buchou. With that thought and some rather naughty images racing through his mind Fuji got up onto the table. Kneeling he lifted up and striped himself to the waist and waited obediently for further instruction, excited about what was to come next and his mind reeling of what may come much later when he was finally alone and in the arms of his sexy as hell boyfriend.

"Yes… right… ok. Everybody else choose who's going to be on the table and let's proceed," said Sensei admiring the stoic captains firm hand in dealing with his mischievous boyfriend. "Takashi- kun as you are still without a partner I am giving you the option of just observing… or if you wish I would gladly be your partner for this exercise."

"I…I… I will participate," replied the now bright red teen.

"Very well. As I need to keep an eye on the class would you please bring your lunch over to my desk, get up on it and remove your shirt." With that Taka edged towards the desk, removed his shirt as instructed and jumped up to sit on sensei's desk, trying to be as invisible as possible. He jumped when Aoe-sensei placed a reassuring hand on his bare shoulder, "no need to worry Taka-kun, now just relax."

With that he began to move about the class, "if those on the desk would pleas lie down and their partners please stand before them facing in the direction of the front of the class." The class moved silently. Momo was smiling ear to ear with unchecked glee at the fact that he now had Ryoma where he wanted him. He was surprised that he had not had any argument for the younger boy about him being the one on the table. Ryoma had just hopped up and removed his shirt without looking at the Smash expert. It had shock the taller boy, but had also made him extremely pleased.

"Alright," the bishi sensei spoke as he move to stand behind the desk, on which Taka now lay, "those of you standing please open up your lunches and we will begin with our next topic, 'the sensuality of devouring food off your partners body'."

Authors note: I know it's been a while but I hope you enjoy this latest chapter. Enjoy! :)