Author's notes- Heya folks didn't want to make a whole new chapter for a announcement and get yalls hopes up about an update so I figured I'd just rewrite this here authors note. To put it bluntly that writers block that smacked me across the face with my other story has come in for round two and beat the figurative shit out of me again, I just can't get words out on paper for this story (hence why it's been a few months since the last update). Add on that work is ramping up a bit and other irl things and I thought it would be best to tell yall that the future of this story is...shoddy? I don't want to say anything dramatic like "oh it's already 6 feet under" but it may be months before I can get another chapter out, who knows.

Until then I plan on going through and fixing all those grammar errors that make me want to vomit and what not so at least that's good news for yall, may also condense some chapters into one (like the first two for example).

Again real sorry about this folks, I'll try to get those word juices flowing again.

Responsibility. A powerful word, one that compels the youth to give up their dreams for the sake of appearing as functional adults, that compels people to enter romantic relationships that they truly aren't invested to, and one that, most importantly, forces more work upon people. Keeping that in mind is being responsible really a good thing? Is it really so vile to put one desires before the desires of society as a whole? Surely it is human nature to do what suits ones interest and responsibility is a fabricated concept that some truly devious beings made to manipulate others to doing their bidding? But even with the power behind the word, there must be some limit to what you can ask of someone, a stopping point or a line to not be crossed. Which brings my attention back to the sly girl in front of me clutching her hands and starring at me with an expectant look in her eyes.

"C-could you please repeat that?" I nervously stutter out, oddly hoping that my hearing was fading and she didn't actually request something so...bizarre.

I can see a slight hue of pink color her cheeks as she adverts her gaze and begins to mumble weakly. "C-come on senpai saying it once was really embarrassing, do I really have to say it again?"

I feel something hard forming in my throat and I quickly gulp it down before nodding in confirmation. "I need to know that you're entirely sure on what you just asked."

She huffs, most likely to show annoyance, before speaking. "Geez senpai it's really not that complicated, as you know we've been on a few dates now."

"Practice dates." I quickly inject and Isshiki pauses, narrowing her eyes at me a bit, before nodding in agreement.

"Yes...practice dates to prepare me for Hayato-senpai."

"And?"

"Well it should be obvious that I need to practice what...comes after the date." She takes a deep breath as she prepares to rant. "Obviously Hayato-senpai has plenty of experience in that field so if I want to get his attention and claim him as mine I need more experience to be on his level and that's where you step in senpai! I'm sure you also have no experience in this field, being the dead fish eyed creep you are, so we both gain something!" She finishes with a beaming smile.

I decide to ignore the blow to my pride...as she isn't exactly wrong about my lack of experience and clarify what she just said. "So you want me to" I feel an uncomfortable heat cover my face as I stutter out my confirmation. "Sl-sleep with you?"

She quickly loses any composure she had, a furious blush covering her face, before speaking in a flabbergasted manner. "W-well yes, but senpai do you not have any tact? It's really disgusting to just blurt it out in that way so bluntly!"

"Yeah yeah yeah I get it I'm a disgusting creep and all, but that is what you're asking?"

"W-well yeah but don't you dare get the wrong idea senpai! I'm only doing this to get the attention of the one I love, not because I'm some easy girl!"

"Never even suggested that... but putting that all aside what makes you think I'd ever agree to that?"

"Because you said you would take responsibility!" She grins in way I'm sure she thinks is cute but all it comes off to me is cunning and sly, knowing full well that I'm practically trapped because of that word.

Really the concept of responsibility is malicious...

Later we find ourselves in my room, it was the logical choice after all with Komanchi staying over at a friends house and my parents busy being the wage slaves they are, it was safe to assume that we could...proceed uninterrupted.

"So this is senpai's room..." She gazes around studying everything there is to see with a look of wonder on her face. Is a boy's room really that big of a wonder? "Looks boring." she states as she looks at me with a cheeky smile before sitting on my bed.

"Oi did you just come here to make fun of my living arrangements?" I blurt out not thinking of the potential interpretation behind my words, something she takes advantage of.

There's a devious glint in her eyes and her smile is cunning. "Oh feeling a little impatient senpai? Were you expecting me to just waltz in your room and just start stripping? Do you really not know how to set up a mood or something?"

Again I felt my face begin to burn, this girl really knew how to push my buttons. "Y-you know that's not what I meant." I can't bring myself to look her in the eyes but I can still feel her gaze burning into me.

"...so you aren't even excited...not even a little bit?" She ask with a much more somber tone than I was expecting. I dare to look at her. She's sitting on the edge of my bed and I can tell that she is feeling down just from her posture, slumped and staring at the floor. Against my better judgement I move in to comfort her, obviously my older brother senses need some tuning up.

As i begin to reach out a hand to pat her head, something that always seems to make Komanchi feel better, I notice out of the corner of my eye that her expression betrays the mood the rest of her body was giving.

She was grinning.

I try to pull my hand back but she quickly lashes out and pulls me in. "Got you!" She says with a cheery tone. With an amount of force that shouldn't be possible with someone her size she completely destroys any hope of escape so I just sigh as I feel myself fall. "Cheeky br-" I try to scold her but I quickly realize the situation we're in. She is sprawled out on my bed beneath me gazing at with eyes filled with nothing but innocence and eagerness, I feel her legs brush against mine and the heat rushes back to my face. I know what we've agreed to do but isn't there some process behind this, Some method to this madness. Or has humanity really sunken to the depths of mindless lust and-

"Stop ranting in you head and get to work." Isshiki suddenly interrupts, with a voice that lacks any playfulness or cheer.

"R-right." I gulped and quickly proceeded to...to... "What am I supposed to be doing now exactly?"

The only answer I receive is a groan (and what at almost seemed to be a slight growl.) before Isshiki's arms suddenly launched forward and wrapped themselves around my neck. "No girl likes a guy who doesn't know how or when to take the initiative, senpai." She pulls me in close and I feel her breath wash over lips. "Really you're such a dense numskull." I feel something soft and warm press against my lips as my eyes widen and hers close. So this is my first kiss...obviously I don't have anything to compare it too but it's...warm and soft...ultimately...nice.

I decide to react in some manner, not wanting to let her be completely right about my lack of initiative, and put more force into this kiss by pressing forward. She tenses up and for a brief moment I congratulated myself for already blowing this before I heard her practically mewl contently. Heh how's that for lack of initiat- my thoughts are once again interrupted as the sly little fox begins her counter-attack. My eyes widen as I feel something...moist press against my lips, asking for permission to enter. I see her eyes slightly open...they seem dazed, perhaps even blank but they convey her thoughts.

Don't deny me they say.

I narrow my eyes slightly at the challenge before raising my eyebrows in thought. Why should I just let her do as she pleases when I can just...

Quickly and without thought my tongue lashes out and slams into her, another twitch and muffled sound of approval from her, and I quickly move to assert my dominance in this little wrestling match. There's so many things to try, so many angles to approach, and I fully intend on exploring all of them. Sadly the reality quickly comes crashing down on me, I may be on top of her at the moment but I am far from being "dominate". Her tongue lashes out with such ferocity and vigor that it really seems like she intends to bruise my tongue with hers, and every inch of it at that as she leaves no spot unchecked. Apparently satisfied with her victory over my tongue she moves onto her next conquest. Nowhere is safe from her exploring as I feel her tongue caress anything and everything in my mouth, I weakly and desperately try to match her exploring with my own but I simply can not compete with her energy.

This continues on for...well there's no way of telling but we do eventually listen to the protests of our lungs and take a break to catch our breath.

"Senpai." My breath catches in my throat as I look her in the face. She's breathing heavily just like me but somehow her breaths seem more...ragged? Her eyes also seem different than their normal appearance, no longer bright and secretly calculating, but rather slightly dull and...hungry.

"That was a great warm-up" I see her hand move to her top button of her blazer and she begins to undo it "but let's get to the main lesson, yeah?"

ending notes-Will probably take a few attempts but I cleaned up the punctuation/ grammar a fair bit. Feel free to rip into me via reviews or pm about how incompetent I am for having so many mistakes.