“Please don’t freak out.“ Kei said, looking at him worriedly. He didn’t know what he’d do if Mr Young thought he was strange, or even got afraid of him.
“Well, that certainly explains why you said you’d be able to kill me, I guess.” he mumbled, staring at the phone and reminding Kei to check the time. They still had over half an hour left, thankfully, not even taking into consideration the break.
Kei shrugged. “If it makes you feel any better, I never planned on killing you. I don’t mind your company that much.”
Mr Young hummed, leaning back, blissfully closing his eyes. “I could get used to this.” he breathed.
“So you don’t mind?” Kei asked, still a little worried.
His teacher smiled and shook his head.
"Are ou sure?" Kei asked. "Afterall, I'm quite a bit younger than you. Well, and your student. I'm sorry if I did something that made you feel uncomfortable, that's the last thing I want."
“If you didn’t realize yet, I also quite like you...r company.” he follows quickly, blushing a little.
Kei smirked, feeling reassured. “Of course, my company, huh?”
Mr Young nudged the students ribs with his elbow and huffing slightly.
“Now that I got you alone… I just remembered about the school trip. Your parents didn’t sign the permission slip we gave out last year. One would think a few months would be enough, huh?”
Kei startled, feeling a little out of his depth.
The gods never manged to agree upon who would play the role of his parents. It always ended in chaos when he asked, so he quickly learned not to. He tried approaching them on their own, but well… they were gods, weren’t they? And he was only a lowly ...something. Not a god, he thought.
Kei groaned.
He only had regular contact with two adults, three if you counted Mr Young. Mr Miller and Vamp. Now, he couldn’t ask Vamp, for obvious reasons, he didn't even have his phone number, so the only one left would be Miller.
And god was the guy a pain in the ass, a smelly, mostly drunk pain with a beer paunch and yellow teeth. At least he heavily depended on Kei, who didn’t shy back from blackmailing the guy.
“I might be able to let him sign the slip?” he said uncertain. Miller would probably do it with the right motivation, but Kei was only sixteen, he still had two years and plenty more permission slips and parent’s days to go if he didn't want people to find out.
Mr Young sighed. “Kei. Your parents never showed up on any parent’s days. They never signed any papers or class tests the school gave you. I fear I don’t have any other chance than meeting them myself. On the principal’s orders, by the way.”
Kei let his head fall on Mr Youngs shoulder. “Whatever” he mumbled. “Is it okay if I call him during break? You may be able to simply meet him after PE.”
The teacher nodded. “That’s quite alright. I don’t have any plans this week, ahem, day.”
Kei laughed. “Aww, poor teach. What about friends? Got any?” he asked, being curious.
“No… and you may call me Artemis in private, Kei.”
Oh my god, Kei thought, screaming internally. Fucking Artemis. ARTEMIS. His crush got the same name as one of his mothers. As in, female mother.
He could barely hold himself together. Don’t laugh, don’t fucking laugh, he prayed internally.
“Kei? You alright?”
Kei burst out laughing. He tried, alright? He really, really tried.
Artemis hit him jokingly. “Ke-ei, what’s wrong? Is my name really that funny?”
Kei couldn’t. He just couldn’t.
“Oh my god” he wheezed. “I-I’m sor-ha-ry, re-he-lly.”
The teacher hit him harder, pouting.
“My-my mom” Kei got out.
“What about your mom!” the teacher grouched.
“Oh my god, I thought Artemis was a female name! My mom’s name’s Artemis, as well. I’m so sorry for laughing, nothing against you, really. It’s just, like, you’re male… wait you are, right?”
Mr Young rolled his eyes. “Yes, I’m male, thank you very much. The name Artemis is used for both genders.”
Kei smirked. “Are you sure?” he asked.
Artemis rolled his eyes, looking down at his lap. “Yup, very male, I assure you. Couldn’t you just call your dad now?” he asked. “Should heighten the chance of him being free later.”
Kei shrugged. “Alright. I’ll just go outside for a moment then, okay?”
Artemis gave him a thumbs up.
Kei left the room, wondering on how to make Miller look remotely human.
Try to explain to your boss why he has to play your father at school and that he has to act like a responsible parent and not like a drunk jerk like he usually does.
Good luck beforehand, you’ll need it.
Kei told him to at least wear decent clothes, take a shower and brush his hair and teeth.
His boss certainly wasn’t happy about it, but would hopefully do what Kei asked him to after he threatened him with not being able to show up any longer if authorities started prying.
And while he was emancipated now, he wasn’t last school year and the years before that.
It just wasn’t worth the trouble.
Kei ended the call with a cheerful “Thank you dad, you’re the best!” and entered the classroom again.
Mr Young, who had gathered his phone sometimes in the last few minutes looked up, raising his eyebrows.
“So? Is he able to make it? And what about your mom, Artemis?”
Kei sighed. “Dad will be able to come and mom’s been out of the country since before I was born. I actually have no clue how I landed here, but it’s not so bad.”
Artemis hummed. “So you live with your father?” he asked.
Kei shook his head. “Dad’s busy with work, he owns a club and has an apartment on top of it. We see each other occasionally, though. I sometimes help out on weekends. He even pays me.”
“Are you emancipated, then?” he asked.
Kei nodded. “I lived with a foster father before. I emancipated after my sixteenth birthday during the summer holidays.”
“Your family sounds rather complicated, Kei. Is everything alright though? If you ever have a problem, no matter what, you can always come to me, alright? And you don’t need your father’s permission any longer now.”
The student sat down next to him, pulling him into his arms again.
“But I needed it the last few years, Artemis. Why do you think no one ever came? Or even signed the papers? I don’t want any trouble now and when people know I’m emancipated, they’ll start asking questions.” he said, watching his teacher blush prettily.
Pinky was probably right. Artemis seemed to be just as hooked as him.
Artemis sighed. “Alright, that makes sense, I guess. But how did you get your father to come now?” he asked.
Kei sighed. The guy was way to perceptive.
He shrugged. “Blackmailing.” was what he said in the end.
Mr Young sputtered. “Kei! You can’t just blackmail your parents!”
Kei smirked, kissing his nape softly to distract him. The teacher shivered slightly. Kei wondered how far Artemis would let him go…?
“Well, I obviously can, you goody-two-shoes.” he whispered into his ear, earning a quiet whimper.
“Kei! That is highly inappropriate.” he protested, voice cracking a little.
“Artemis. We’ve been over this. I would call our relationship inappropriate since around two months after I met you. That doesn’t mean you, or I, have to care about what other people think. No one aside from Benji realized anyways.”
Artemis froze. “Who- ahem, who is Benji?” he asked in a quiet voice.
“You remember the guy with pink hair from before? That’s Benji. He said he doesn’t mind.”
The teacher groaned, burying his face in his hands. "How'd he find out?"
"Apparently we're pretty obvious and let down our guard whenever we're in this room. I think we might have forgotten their company every now and then, or simply slipped. We are pretty casual most of the time." Kei shrugged.
"We could've been friends though, couldn't we?" Artemis asked.
Kei laughed. “Artemis. Even I realized you had at least a mild crush on me a few weeks ago. I wasn’t completely sure though, the usual insecurities and so on. But you literally blush nearly every time I smile at you and it’s the same for me. Now that I think about it, it’d be strange if he hadn’t realized.”
“That obvious?” the teacher mumbled.
Kei only kissed his cheek from behind.
Seemed like kissing was alright? And did that mean they were in a relationship now? Whatever. He had time, he could take it slow.
Artemis shifted, snuggling closer, brushing Kei’s intimate parts in the process. Okay, maybe he couldn’t wait very long after all.
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