Hayaka awoke with sleep eyes, and gasped as she saw Katou's face was merely an inch from hers. With a start, she sat up and when she felt breeze all over her naked body the events of last night rushed in. There lay Katou still sleeping, looking like an angel. Her eyes drifted down his body, admiring every inch of it until she rested upon one area. With a small eep, she quickly turned her head away.

Katou awoke, scrunching his face a little and then stretching his arms. With a sigh, he closed his eyes once again only to open them right after. He looked to his right and saw a blushing Hayaka. Memories came, and he gave a sweet grin. He propped himself on his elbow and motioned for her to come closer.

Feeling re-assured by his comforting gaze, Hayaka relaxed. Careful to keep the blanket covering herself she leaned back down facing him. His warm and gentle hand caressed her cheek and she leaned into it. Gently, he kissed her and Hayaka melted. Feeling her body against his, Katou pushed forward slightly and intensified the kiss.

"Ah," Hayaka moaned. Then, as she felt him become even more aggressive she became worried that the events of last night would occur again. In the morning? She blushed. She pulled away and Katou felt a bit saddened, but did not probe.

"You look beautiful this morning," Katou whispered. Hayaka dug herself deeper into the warmth of his chest and felt the rumble of his chuckle. They stayed like that for a bit, and both wished the moment would last forever. It was perfect, Katou thought. He finally had her in his arms, and to top it all of she was naked. He must've died and went to heaven.

"School gang leader? Katouuu," came the calls from outside their room, "Where are you? Breakfast is being served!"

Katou sighed from frustration and Hayaka saw his eyebrows come together. With a giggle, she kissed the area and his face loosened with the surprise. He kissed her lips and before she lost herself again into his embrace, the voices called out once more.

"Do you still think they're in their room?"

Hayaka was obviously more concerned about their situation than Katou, since he laughed at her expression. Hurriedly, she got out and picked up her trail of clothes.

Katou admired as she bent to pick them up, her inviting curves and the smoothness of her skin. He could still feel them under his hands...his lips. It took all he had not to go over there and have a repeat. Hayaka noticed his gaze and turned around to quietly, but harshly whisper, "Quit staring!" with a very red face.

After breakfast, Hayaka went to take a final trip to the hot springs and that was when the eager boys surrounded Katou.

"So?So?So?!" Mirai squealed, barely containing himself from screaming, "Did you? Did you?"

Katou sighed, trying to ease his frustration. He knew this was coming, but was too absorbed in his thoughts of Hayaka to have made a plan. "None of your business."

He heard several gasps of astonishment as Ichirou yelled, "THEY DID!"

Katou turned slightly pink as he snapped back, "Will you shut up?!"

"You wolf, you!" He got slapped on the back. There were cheers and there were cries, "No! Our pure, innocent school gang leader!"

Mayhem broke loose, and what else would be expected of the group? Hayaka could hear them but thought nothing of it. They were always rowdy, and she gave a small giggle, continuing her humming.

Several weeks went by with the occasional trouble; new followers, and always being harassed by the boys. Katou and her were the same and although Hayaka liked it like that, Katou was displeased. Peeved, thoughts ran through his head day and night. Why wasn't she acting any different? Does she want to be more? Was what she said that night a lie? Did it mean nothing to her? It was her first time right? I don't know, it was my first! His thoughts always ended with a heavy sigh and a groan. What am I to her?

It wasn't until Christmas that his answer came. They had visited the class and dropped off the cake. Hayaka had gone back home, and Katou went to the washroom. Due to the lack of females, a girls washroom was not necessary. Still, he was shocked to see Hayaka come out of one of the stalls.

"K-Katou?" She blushed deep red, as she stammered. Fascinated at her reaction, he stood still, shocked. They were only meeting in the washroom, what was she so flustered about? He still felt his heart beat faster. It had been awhile since they were alone. A grin came upon his face, and was gone instantly. Finally, they were alone.

He walked towards her with confident strides, and Hayaka merely whimpered when he had his hands against the wall, with her in between. He gazed at her, examining her reaction.

"Hayaka," he barely whispered enough to hear. She was blushing redder than a cherry. She had been trying so hard over the past weeks to control her urges to kiss, hold, and to touch him. Her will was coming undone. He liked this reaction, he liked that she knew. "What am I to you?"

Confused by his question, she merely looked away but his face only followed, his body coming closer. She stammered, "I-I-I-don't under-st-stand."

She was avoiding the question, he knew it. She squirmed beneath him and did a drastic thing. He kissed her, and by her reaction he would get his answer. Hayaka's eyes opened wide, and despite her mind telling her to get off, she didn't care. It was a muddle, and she felt herself molding into him as her arms went around his neck. It was that same weird feeling she'd had before. That tingle in her veins, her craving, that pressure on that area. Katou deepened the kiss, and swiped his tongue gently across her lips. She opened her mouth allowing access, and let out a long moan as he tasted her. His hands had moved from the wall to her cheek, to her neck, to her waist and brought her closer. Hayaka's mind was swirling and she was at his mercy. Just as Katou's hand was going lower, the door opened.

"Maaann, I hate school!"

"I know, right? Fucking sucks shit. Can't believe we gotta stay in for these classes. I got a girl waiting for me!"

Katou sighed in relief. He had quickly dragged Hayaka and himself into a stall. He had his arm around her waist, and the other against her mouth to keep from talking. He felt a hot, slimy muscle go over it and in surprise he let go. Hayaka was breathing hard, and he looked down at her in speculation. Her eyes were still glazed and heavy lidded. Her lips were kiss swollen and he felt blood rushed into his cheeks and felt himself go hard. Hayaka noticed this and yelped, but then stopped abruptly. The boys outside hadn't noticed yet.

Perhaps it was Sheshun rubbing off on him, but Katou was really enjoying the current situation. His hand crept from her waist going lower slowly and she noticed. It was touching the inside of her thigh and rubbed gently, very close to her sex. She bit down on her lip from making any noise, and elbowed Katou. He didn't mind though because watching her face would be worth the lecture he'd get from her later. He knew she needed him and despite how unlike him it was to take advantage of such a thing, he felt himself losing control. His other hand that used to be on her mouth, crept at her belly, moving up and down, from underneath the shirt. She hated the taunting. This was so embarrassing! It was only when his lips went to her neck that Hayaka felt her worries slip away. She curled against him, her body moving instinctively.

The boys finally left and they still stood there in that cramped stall. Once they heard the door close, Katou spoke.

"Answer me, Hayaka. What am I to you?"

Not this again, she thought. It wasn't as if she also hadn't been thinking about it. She thought about Katou constantly. She was afraid though, that at one point he wouldn't come to like her anymore. That at one point, even if they began dating, that they would break up. I mean, they were only in high school. What were the chances? She decided to keep things the way they were, but with these bonuses. Like that night, or the moment they were having right now. She couldn't deny though, that she too had wanted more.

"You're…my Katou." She finally gasped. His hands stopped and her heart fell. Wrong answer? She looked up and saw his embarrassed face. Right answer.

My Katou? He thought. I was hers? Does that mean she is mine? Ah, this truly is heaven. Her eyes, are so beautiful. She wants…me. His lips crushed down on her and then they began to taste, to feel. Katou was surprised though, at Hayaka's eagerness. It seemed as though she wanted it just as much as he did. He took advantage of this, again. He stopped her hands with a soft touch from undoing his pants.

She looked up at him in question. He replied, "Be my girlfriend."

He felt her hands tighten and her face was about to look down until he grabbed her chin with the softest touch to look up at him in the eyes. He saw her eyes linger on his lips and then finally met his eyes.

Hayaka felt this feeling in her chest. It squeezed, it hurt. Her throat burned. A tear slowly came down and before Katou let go and apologized, groveling on the floor for forgiveness, she breathed, "Yes."