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The Unwitting Guardian Ch. 10

By: Arraiga



Author's Note: I don't think I can apologize for how late this is, cuz it is reaaaaaaly fucking late. I just havent been hit with that writing mood for forever, and then I was worried this might not live up to the massive expectations you guys might have of me [ ;) ]. Anyway, I decided to post this with the assurance that there won't be such a long wait for the next chapter. Hope you enjoy, feel free to leave comments or suggestions, I'm always looking for ways I could improve my writing! 

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In the few minutes he had during his walk to the 3rd Year's floor, Ryna's angry mind worked feverishly to develop some attack plan other than all out assault. Stealth, he decided, wouldn't work, as the opposing leader might suspect an attack when his goons failed to return. Sending his gang members in to fight would be suicidal for them, and a ambush wouldn't work because they didn't know the location of the main camp. He rapidly conveyed his thoughts to the two 4th years and Sensara.

"Yeah, the conventional options seem to be failing us here," Markan remarked.

"Why don't--" Sensara and Natalie began at the same time.

"You go first," Sensara said, deferring to the older girl.

"Thank you. I think we should try to mix two strategies," Natalie suggested.

"Yeah! I was thinking we could ambush a guard, then ambush their main camp. By the way, I'm not officially condoning this," Sensara said sternly.

"I wasn't expecting to make it through this unscathed anyway. But that sounds like a good plan, except we'll need to make it quiet, or there's a chance we'll get found out before we're ready..." Ryna left off.

"They won't suspect me, so maybe I could lure a guard into a more secluded space," Natalie suggested.

"Someone's on fire today with the strategies," Markan said admiringly.

"Why don't we just use a fire attack, and get them all in one blow," Ryna joked.

"Because you'll be paying for the repairs with the job you find," Sensara replied menacingly. Ryna put up his hands in an "I'm innocent" gesture in response. It was at this point that they had reached the 3rd year floor.

"I'm gonna see where the boys are at," Ryna said, a worried tone edging its way into his voice. He pulled out his Personal Unit and dialed Ulgo's number. It rang for a couple seconds before he picked up. Immediately, Ryna knew something was wrong.

"Ulgo, where are you?! Do you need help?" Ryna asked desperately. 

"No...way, boss... We got these...guys, you go...on ahead!" he replied, panting heavily. In the background, Ryna heard the sounds of a serious fight. Then the line disconnected from Ulgo's side. "Bastards! They must have been waiting for them to make a move!"

"There was nothing you could do! How could you have known that even they'd be watched by the 3rd years?" Sensara comforted.

"I should be up there with them--" Ryna began, moving to the next set of stairs. Markan grabbed his arm.

"Do you really want to disrespect their wishes like that? They're fighting so that you can attack the enemy camp without interruptions, and you want to ruin that by joining them up there?" Markan asked.

"You need to take care of Leo and Susana before you even think of going to rescue anyone," Natalie chided.

"Yeah, I guess," Ryna said, the logic in their words stinging him, "but do me a favor, yeah? Take Sensara up there and help them out. Trust me, it'll be safer up there than in that room."

"That, I can do," Markan said, grinning. Before she could complain, he grabbed Sensara's arm, and began to sprint up the stairs, followed closely by Natalie. Ryna sighed, thinking over the difficulty of the task he had just assigned himself to do, completely alone.

"Well, shit," he thought.

Relax, we can make it through this easily Carl said, attempting to soothe Ryna's nerves.

"I'm not worried about that, I'm worried no one will be around to see how cool I look," Ryna thought-remarked sarcastically. He stood up and strode down the hallway, freezing time. It was deserted, and he made his way systematically through the classrooms to find where the 3rd Year gang's leaders would have their hideout. The classroom at the end of the hall was the same as any of the other classrooms except one thing: there were two guys hanging around nonchalantly at the entrance, each with some form of weapon concealed on their person. Not very well-concealed, but concealed nonetheless. Ryna decided to go with the direct approach to get in.

"Good afternoon boys, take a seat, won't you?" Ryna said as he resumed time in between them, his arms outstretched. In an instant he had both men unconscious on the floor, their heads having been knocked against the wall of the room they had been guarding. Ryna opened the door, and strolled in looking positively joyful.

"Well, I expected you to come here sometime, little 1st year. Not this quickly though," Leo said from his perch on the window sill directly across the room. Susana was sitting next to him, absentmindedly stroking his thigh. Other than them, there was no one else visibly in the room, though Ryna suspected that there were a few hidden somewhere.

"Yeah well, what can I say, I hate to disappoint," Ryna remarked, "I'm sorry if I was unannounced, the wonderful gentlemen you had out front said I had been expected, so I let myself in,"

"Well, now that you're here, you may as well stay for the party. Any minute, my pawns will be coming back here with the unconscious bodies of your puny gang members. I imagine you would find that quite the sight, yes? but first--" as he spoke, three more men seemingly emerged from the woodwork of the room. They formed a triangle around Ryna, each still a good 10 feet in any direction.

"Big friends you got there," Ryna said, feigning concern in his voice.

"We'll be nice and give you a choice: 1-on-1 or all three at once?" Susana said, speaking for the first time since Ryna had entered.

"Well, 1-on-1 would be too unfair," Ryna said, pausing to let them chuckle at what they thought was him praising their strength, "I'll just have to take all three"

For a solid ten seconds, no one moved. Leo and Susana stared at him amusedly, while the thugs glared, slowly understanding that he had insulted them. Without a word, two charged Ryna, while the third took out what appeared to be a stun gun. Ryna ducked under the first charge, rolled, and came up behind the second thug. he grabbed his shirt and, with a moderate pull, lifted the man off the ground.

By now, the first thug had recovered and wheeled to face Ryna and his helplessly flailing friend. He circled around Ryna, trying and quickly succeeding at getting to somewhere where he could attack without fear of hitting his friend. He rushed Ryna again, and closed to within three feet before Ryna swung the thug he was holding into the first and let go, sending them both sprawling into a mess of desks and chairs. Ryna immediately paused time and strode behind the ranged thug, whose frozen figure had taken aim and was ready to shoot at where Ryna had just stood. He resumed time with an uppercut to the thug's jaw, as well as a hook into his ribs. Ryna swept his foot across the thug's legs, catching them as he was lifted off the ground, and forcing him to land on his now extremely pained jaw. Suffice to say, he was unconscious within seconds of hitting the ground. 

Ryna spun quickly, and grabbed the discarded stun gun from the floor, and put two rounds into the pile of human struggling to get up from under a desk a few yards away.

"Now that that is taken care of, may I suggest we keep going?" Ryna asked, tossing the stun gun onto the limp body of the 3rd thug.

"That was impressive 1st year, I will admit," Leo said, looking from body to body.

"But that won't be enough to beat Leo," Susana announced, sounding proud.

"Hahaha is that so, well, there is only one way to find out, right?" Ryna asked, laughing. A murderous glint came into his eye that showed that he wasn't playing around though.

"What a pain, putting 1st years in their place is really boring after a while, you know?" Leo mocked.

"I'm sure it is. I got bored of beating up the 3rd years after just 5," Ryna returned.

"You little shit, what makes you think you can walk up here and disrespect us like this?" Leo snarled, his tone turning fierce.

"I dunno, maybe something about you trying to attack my girlfriend, and sending your thugs after my motley crew while they ate their lunch," Ryna replied, his tone just as fierce as Leo's

"That was just puttin' you back in your place," Leo condescended.

"And this is putting you back in yours," Ryna said. He motioned for Leo to attack first, then assumed a defensive crouch.

"You cocky little prick..." Leo let the sentence trail off as he closed the distance to Ryna in a quick stutter of steps designed to throw off Ryna's timing. When it came, it was fast and low, aiming for the pit of Ryna's stomach. He took it, coughing up a little from the blow, but he grabbed hold of Leo's arm. Spinning around behind him, Ryna twisted Leo's arm over his head into a position where he could snap it easily.

Leo, recognizing the maneuver, dropped backwards onto the floor, forcing Ryna to let go or be dragged down as well. Ryna released his arm, then drove his foot into the ribs of his now prone opponent. Leo rolled away after the blow, and came up standing a couple feet away.

Before he had time to reset, Ryna charged. Leo anticipated, and swung his arm out in the direction of Ryna's stomach. Too early. Ryna pivoted around the blow, and brought a spinning ellbow into his opponent's ribs, knocking him off balance. As he was stumbling trying to regain balance, Ryna brought his foot down on the back of Leo's knee, forcing him to the ground. Ryna grabbed the back of his neck and pushed him all the way down to the ground.

"Call your thugs off. Now," Ryna demanded. There was a slight pause before Leo answered.

"You think you've won?" he snarled.

"Its just a hunch," Ryna remarked. He applied more pressure to the back of Leo's neck as an added incentive.

"Its not over till the fat lady sings bitch," Leo replied stubbornly.

"Stop!" Susana cried, "you've beaten us, we'll call off our men."

"But--" Leo began to protest. He was instantly silenced by a look from Susana.

"Well, looks like she sang after all, huh Leo?" Ryna teased, laughing despite his anger. It took a mental effort, but Ryna removed himself from Leo's back, and stepped away a few feet.

"Susana has broken up our little party this time, 1st year, but don't think I'm going to forget this!" Leo exclaimed, glaring death at Ryna.

"You sound like a cliche soap opera," Ryna mocked. He tensed slightly, readying for a renewed assault, but Susana put a hand across Leo's chest to stop him.

"Shush, you already got beaten once. Doing it twice in one day isn't going to look any better," she chastised. She had pulled out her Personal Unit, and had it pressed to her ear. She mumbled something into it, then turned to address Ryna. "I just called our men, but no one is answering."

"So its my complete victory then," Ryna said, laughing. He turned and left without waiting to hear a response. Ryna bounded down the hall and up the stairs to the roof to see what was happening. He opened the door onto the roof, and instantly there was a hand at his throat. Ryna jerked back, caught off-guard. Then he realized it was Markan.

"Asshole, what if you just knocked me back down the stairs? How would I join the victory celebration from the infirmary?" Ryna asked jokingly, recovered already.

"I told you guys he would fall for it!" Markan hollered to something behind him. Ryna's gang appeared from the behind various hiding spots, and resignedly handed Markan small amounts of change.

"You bet that I would almost get hit by Markan?" Ryna asked, laughing.

"We bet that you wouldn't Boss!" one of them exclaimed.

"It's alright, it looks like Markan is going out and buying all the supplies for the victory celebration!" Ryna declared, earning a huge round of laughing and applause. "Now then, how was the fight?"

"Boss! We handled 'em, no problems!" one of them exclaimed, beaming.

"Wait, Ulgo made it sound like you guys were in trouble up there," Ryna said, confused.

"Well, we were a little. They caught us by surprise, and then you called. But then that 4th year showed up, and we all kicked ass," the same one explained.

"Markan made that much of a difference?" Ryna asked.

"He and that chick with him, not the Lady though. The 4th years were like some kinda super combo, it was crazy!" they all murmured in assent.

"Who is 'the Lady'?" Ryna asked, growing more and more confused by the second.

"Me," Sensara said, groaning. She had managed to push her way through the crowd to the front. 

"Because you are the Boss, it only makes sense that we call Lady Sensara the Lady," Ulgo explained this time, calm despite the group of excited friends behind him.

"Um... that's a little weird. Did she like the title?" Ryna asked, grinning deviously, intentionally talking about Sensara like she wasn't there.

"No, I don't!" Sensara exclaimed.

"Nope, she demanded that we call her something else," Ulgo replied, continuing to talk about Sensara like she wasn't there.

"Listen up boys, Boss Decree time!" Ryna shouted. Instantly they all grew silent and turned to face Ryna, "First off, great job in the last fight! Second, from now on, Sensara is going to be known as the Lady. It's official, and she can't countermand that order!" 

"I hate you," Sensara said resignedly.

"Yes sir Boss!" they shouted in unison.

"Then back to base for partying!" Ryna exclaimed, leading the charge back to the 1st year hallway. They hadn't made it far, however, when Sensara pulled Ryna out of the group.

"Not so fast Mr. Big Bad Gang Boss. You have to come with me," she exclaimed, starting to drag him down the 4th year hallway toward the Student Council Room.

"It seems the Feds have got me boys. Go on without me," Ryna declared dramatically.

"Alright Boss, we'll get everything ready for you when you get back," Ulgo replied, ignoring Ryna's dramatic statement.

"Not necessary. We all know how long the 'process' can take," he said, winking. Sensara grabbed his ear spitefully, while several of the guys whistled and hooted. Then they turned and continued on the war path, leaving Sensara and Ryna alone.

"You're officially an ass," she said, pulling him by the ear down the hallway.

"Just keeping morale up," Ryna joked, wincing slightly as she tugged his ear harder. Thankfully, they reached the Student Council room quickly. Sensara pressed her hand to a panel next to the door, and it retreated into the wall. Inside were a myriad of desks with monitors on them, and most had a rather large stack of papers perched dangerously near the edge. There were a few people in the room, but Sensara ignored them all in favor of a door in the center of the back wall labelled "Student Body President". She opened the door in a similar fashion as she had the first door.

"From out of the frying pan and into the fire, as they say" Ryna muttered under his breath. She had let go of his ear the moment they had crossed the threshold into her office, and used her newly-freed hand to reach back and press a few buttons on a keypad in the wall. The door slid shut, and there was a small *click*.

"I take it this is going to be a harsh interrogation," Ryna joked, sitting down on one of the couches that lined the side of the room. Without a word, Sensara fell on him, pressing her lips hungrily to his, forcing her tongue into his unsuspecting mouth. She held his head to prevent him from breaking away, and pressed her body onto his. As suddenly as it started, she pulled away.

"Don't ever do that again," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. Ryna enveloped her in his arms. 

"What do you mean?" he asked quietly, stroking her back to soothe her.

"I mean don't push me away every time you go and do something dangerous. Don't you think I'm just as worried about you as you are for me?" she asked, burying her face in his chest and letting her tears fall.

"I suppose, but I just can't put you at risk too," Ryna replied. 

"Why not? What makes me so frail that you can't bring me with you?" she asked, balling her fists.

"I don't know. I mean, obviously you are capable of taking care of yourself, but every time I think of you fighting someone I get so scared that you might get hurt, or worse," Ryna said, the very thought making him shiver.

"And you think I don't get that same feeling every time you go gallivanting off with Ulgo and the others every morning?" she retorted, her words stinging Ryna.

"I...I'm sorry Sensara, I didn't know it bothered you so much," Ryna said frantically. Sensara could sense that Ryna was trying to appease her without conceding, and decided to push her luck.

"Apologize all you want, I'm not going to forgive you until you promise to stop pushing me away whenever things get ugly," Sensara said, steel in her voice.

"All I'm going to say is that you may not always like what you see," Ryna said, sighing. Sensara grinned ear-to-ear.

"So the 'cry-then-toughen-up' strategy works on you huh? Good to know..." she teased, kissing his cheek and rolling off him.

"That was an act?! Dammit Sensara, that's not cool," Ryna said, a look of betrayal crossing his face. He caught her and pulled her back on top of him, staring into her eyes. Eyes that seemed different all of a sudden. "Sensara where you using that power thing on me?"

"Maaaybe," she said flirtatiously. 

"So you were reading exactly what would work huh? Well you know what, I know exactly how to handle you," Ryna said, slipping a hand under her pants to rub her asshole.

"Mmm... heheh, Ryna, when I look at your head I can see all your thoughts written out. I know exactly what you want to do," she said, giggling. She pulled his hand away, then flipped around so that her pussy was over his face. She pulled down his pants, freeing his cock. She rested her head next to it, licking the base a little as she reached back and pulled down the tights she was wearing to reveal her dripping wet pussy.

"Were you horny this whole time?" Ryna asked, wondering how she could be so wet.

"Lets just say that you were thinking some pretty erotic thoughts buster. And imagining you doing them was PRETTY stimulating. But you know the best part?" she asked, beginning to lick her way up his cock.

"No, what's the best part?" Ryna asked, licking her wet slit delicately.

"Now I get to do them with you," she replied. She had reached the tip of his now fully-erect cock, and began to swirl her tongue over it. He moaned into her pussy, sending shivers down her spine. Deciding that she had played around enough, Sensara forced her head down until her chin was rubbing his pubic hair. She held it there until she started to gag, then pulled up until just the tip was in her mouth. She noticed that he had subconsciously, or maybe even consciously lifted his hips to try and make her take him that deep again.

Meanwhile Ryna was occupied with licking her pussy. He teased the edge of her pussy, drawing an oval around her increasingly wet slit, then dragged his tongue from end to end to lick her clit. Then, as he felt her hips start to grind against his face, he pulled his tongue back and gave her clit a playful bite.

"Mmmm, you're such a bully Ryna!" Sensara exclaimed, taking a momentary pause from deepthroating him. He chuckled, then raised a hand to play with her clit. She pressed her thighs together on his head and forced him horizontal on the couch, then spread them again to let him continue eating her out. He hungrily obliged, reinserting his tongue into her. A few moments later, as her moaning was growing louder and more ragged, she lifted herself up and flipped around so that his cock pressed against her pussy. She began to slowly grind her hips against him, as much for her pleasure as his, then lifted slightly so that she could reach down and position him to slide into her.


The Unwitting Guardian Ch. 11



*Author's note- Hey guys, I apologize for the extreme infrequence of these chapters. I really do love the story and the characters, its just hard to get motivated to sit down and write sometimes. As weird as it may sound, I actually get more motivated to work if I think that you guys are really waiting for the next installment. So that leaves it up to you guys to let me know in the comments section! I don't mind if it's just a "Yo! Get your ass in gear!" type deal. Of course critiques and longer comments are still welcome. So far I haven't broken 10 comments on a chapter... (hint hint, lets break 10 comments on this chapter ;D ). Boy, that was a long Author's Note! Anyway, without further adieu, please enjoy the latest installment!*




The others looked from Iures to Ryna, then back again. Finally Ulgo mustered the confidence to speak. "H-headmaster Iures, why are you here?"

"I just told you son. I'm your new homeroom teacher," Iures replied. There was a another moment of shocked silence before Ryna spoke up.

"Why is it that the headmaster of the school is here teaching a First Year class?" He asked.

"Well, the advertising division hasn't got its shit together, and they couldn't get out a notice of our open position in time to make the Galactic News Bulletin. So I'm just here to fill in until that ad gets sent and we find someone suitable for the position." He said matter-of-factly

"The galaxy's finest military school advertises its open positions in a holo-newspaper...?" Someone else in the classroom asked, laughing a little.

"It's worked so far and there is no need to fix what isn't broke!" Iures said indignantly. With a snap, he opened the briefcase he had with him and pulled out various papers and folders. "Now then, if there are no more questions, I'll start the lesson,"

A few minutes into the lesson, a crumpled up piece of paper landed on Ryna's desk. He opened it up and read it to himself: " Did you know about this? -Ulgo." Ryna stared at it for a second, then remembered the odd way that Sensara had been acting the night before.

"That girl... she must have told the old man about us not having a teacher. So this was her little 'surprise' for us. Nothing I can do about it now," he thought. He wrote "no," on the paper and froze time to allow him leave it on Ulgo's desk. After that, no more notes were thrown at him. The lesson itself was mildly interesting, something about the different career options available to them after they graduated Van-cademy. Most were military in nature, obviously, though there were a surprising number of civilian options existed. He also explained the various branch courses that were available to the students. 

"All of this was meant to be taught to you in the first few days, however, seeing as you have not had a teacher since the first day, I have had to condense this into one lesson. Boys, you have about three months worth of lessons to catch up in the next week or two-"

"Whaaaat?! No way thats impossible!" groaned most of the guys in the room.

"I don't know why in the world you're groaning about it, most of you took all of this last year as well. And it isn't as though there won't be a reward for completing all of this," Iures paused, watching everyone's heads perk up at the word reward, "Even I get tired of our campus sometimes boys, I know its hard to believe. If all of you manage to pass the test I give you on the material we speed through, the school will take a four day break to go to the Altacun beaches just to the south of here,"

There was a collective cheer until Ryna stood up. Suddenly they were all silent. "We are the only one's taking this test, right?"

"That's correct," Iures replied, nodding solemnly. 

"So it is entirely up to us whether or not the entire school goes on this trip." Ryna stated. The gravity of the situation hit the room like a brick. 

Amidst the nervous chatter, someone said "Well, as long as the rest of the school doesn't know about it, then they won't know that they lost anything if we fail, right?"

"The entire school will be told about the possibility of the trip in order to give them ample time to prepare, as well as to encourage you to study," Iures said, smiling an evil smile.

"Old man, that's evil," Ryna said, sighing. He looked around the room, surveying their chances to succeed. It was a grim outlook. Then, one final hope hit him. "Is it open book?"

There was dead silence as they waited for Iures to decide. After a minute the tension was unbearable, the entire class was on its toes. A cold sweat had tore through the room.

"No." With that word every single one of their head hit the desk at the exact same time. Tears flowed freely down the cheeks of one of them as he blubbered, "I was so excited to see the girls in bikinis, but now? Old man you are too cruel!" There was a moment of silence while the rest of them contemplated that thought. Needless to say, tears flowed even more freely after that.

"Wait a minute boys!" Ryna shouted, "Quickly, imagine the girls in bikinis again, playing on the beach, splashing each other with water. Big boobs, small boobs, whatever you are into, just imagine it!" 

"Boss, that's not helping," one of them whined.

"Just do it," Ryna ordered. They complied, bittersweet smiles breaking out on almost all of their faces. Ryna began softly, "Boys, remember that image, that dream! WE WILL FIGHT THROUGH TEXTBOOK AND TEST TO MAKE THAT A REALITY! ARE YOU WITH ME?!"

There was a humongous cheer among the men as they all jumped out of their seats shouting. Hope was suddenly instilled in them by the thought of girls in bikinis. "YEAH BOSS!!"

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU, I ASKED ARE YOU WITH ME?!" Ryna yelled again. This time the response was overwhelming, the noise seemed to shake the building itself. Satisfied, Ryna walked up to Iures. "Old man, I know that you want to make our dream come true as much as we do, so I'll be frank with you. As we are now, we will not pass that test. And there isn't enough time in the school day for you to teach us the material and make sure we understand it fully. Therefore, starting today, I humbly request that you stay with us after school as long as it takes for us to understand." Ryna bowed while asking, and his gesture was immediately copied by the rest of the class. "Please old man!" They said in unison.

"I understand what you are asking young ones, but I'll warn you, our afterschool sessions will be rough, and some of you may not make it through intact. Many a student has broken down under my tutelage, do you really think you will be up to the task?" Iures said, looking over the class, suppressing a smile.

"Old man, the flames of youth are burning bright in us, we will not falter!' Ryna replied.

"Geez, who does he think he is, Rock Lee?" Iures thought, laughing slightly. With a smile, he said, "Then class is now extended to 10 PM for the next week. Lunch is still at the normal time, and I will have the cafeteria staff bring dinner to the classroom," Iures barked. In a slightly softer tone, he said "Boys, its lunch time now, I suggest you tell whoever you need to tell that you will be back to your dorms much later than usual tonight. Class dismissed," 

They filed out of the room, all respectfully thanking Iures, then made their way to find whoever it was they needed to tell about the new arrangements. Ryna stayed until the rest had gone.

"Was this Sensara's idea?" Ryna asked without preamble. 

"Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. The test thing was all me though," Iures said smiling.

"This is going to be the longest week of our lives old man," Ryna remarked, sighing.

"What's the matter? 'The flames of youth' no longer burning bright?" Iures chuckled.

"Are you kidding me? I would take twenty of your tests for the chance of seeing Sensara in a bikini. I'm just worried about the boys, some of them don't have partners and I think they might lose inspiration quickly," Ryna replied, frowning slightly.

"There are many girls who don't have partners yet this year as well. The beach trip will help them meet, I believe," Iures said.

"Hahaha I get it old man, this is a plot so that you don't have to fail my crew," Ryna said, laughing.

"Partially. I also want to see the girls in bikinis, like you said. You may have sparked the flames of youth even in an old man like me," Iures said, laughing and grinning pervertedly. "You, however, better not be thinking of shopping around on Sensara,"

"What about me?" came Sensara's voice from the doorway. She walked into the room, gave her grandfather a quick kiss on the cheek, then wrapped herself in Ryna's arms. "So, why were you two talking about me?"

"It wasn't anything important, Gramps was just asking a silly question," Ryna replied, resting his head on top of hers.

"You really are shameless aren't ya girl?" Iures said, shaking his head.

"You're one to talk Grandfather, what with your perverted antics all over the campus. Speaking of which, I think this beach trip is a ridiculous idea!" Sensara huffed.

"Oh, what about it is ridiculous?" Iures asked.

"The whole thing! You can't expect to take a whole school to take a vacation and have any sort of organization! Who know what will go on when the administrators and staff aren't looking?!" She exclaimed, scowling at him. She was still holding Ryna's arms around her, and her grip on his wrists was becoming painfully tight.

"Thats exactly what I expect. I don't like to see kids fail out simply because they can't bring themselves to find a partner that can truly bring out their potential. Besides, it isn't like you are completely innocent here either dear. I turned around for one second and you come waltzing in with a boyfriend," Iures said, nodding at Ryna. Sensara blushed, but kept going.

"Fine, even with all that, how in the world can you place the sole responsibility for even going on the trip on one class' test grades? That's ridiculous, right Ryna?" she asked, leaning her head back so she could look at him.

"I hate to be a traitor here, but I've already inspired the boys into taking afterschool lessons with Gramps until 10 every night for a week. We're as excited about this as the old man is, " Ryna said, smiling down at her scowling face.

"You're awful. How in the world did you inspire a class of delinquents to stay at school?" she asked.

"He used the promise of bikinis for all," Iures answered, laughing. Ryna gave him a look of betrayal before Sensara delivered a sharp jab in the ribs.

"You're both terrible! I can't take this anymore, I'm going to go eat somewhere else," she said indignantly as she strode out of the room. There was a brief moment of silence.

"Old man, you just cost me a nice lunch with my girlfriend," Ryna remarked, looking at the floor in a downcast manner.

"Look on the bright side kiddo, now you get to hang with the coolest headmaster ever," Iures said, making a "ta-da" gesture.

"I don't know if that is a good thing or not," Ryna moped.

"Relax, I'll even throw in a tour, show you all of the best sights on the campus," Iures said, putting an arm around Ryna's shoulder.

"Sensara already gave me a tour," Ryna remarked.

"She didn't give you this tour," Iures chuckled, flashing a mischievous grin.

"I don't think Sensara will appreciate me taking your special tour old man," Ryna remarked.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her!" Iures exclaimed, "Now, for the first part of the tour, we will need to be especially quiet...."

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Over the next week, Ryna and the gang worked extremely hard to get through the missed material. They arrived early in the morning, and left even later than the appointed 10 PM with the goal of a bikini paradise floating just outside of their reach. It was grueling work, long lectures, and enough notes to fill up a good sized book, until at last the day of their test arrived.

Ryna opened the classroom door and was greeted by the unusual sight of the complete class already being present. Smiling, Ryna walked up behind the podium at the front of the class and cleared his throat. Instantly, all eyes were on him.

"Boys, today is the day, the day we have feared, and the day we have dreamed about," there was a general murmur of assent in the crowd, "today is the day of the exam that could change our destinies forever. You all know the stakes. On one hand, there is the blissful dream of a bikini paradise. On the other, there is bitter disappointment and social isolation. Which will we choose?" Ryna asked.

"Bikini Paradise for sure Boss!" They exclaimed.

"You know it boys! Today is the day that decides whether we graduate from boys to men, from children to adults, from a sausagefest to the greatest beach party crew this planet has ever seen! And graduate we will, in glorious style! At the end of the next however long the test takes, we will raise them high in victory!" Ryna exclaimed. There was a brief roar from the class, then it died down as Ryna waved for their attention again.

"Boys, there is only one more thing I can say to you. Good luck!" With that, Iures came through the doorway.

"You guys make such a racket all the time, the other teachers are complaining now," He said. He eyed the class, looking at their hope-filled faces, #2 pencils all sharpened and ready to go. When Ryna took his seat, he pulled out the test papers from his briefcase, and slowly began to hand them out. "You boys have as long as you need to finish, so take your time and answer every question. I'm proud of you guys, so don't let me down with this test. I want that Bikini Paradise as much as any of you!" Iures exclaimed after he had passed out the last test.

"You may begin." 

Never before was there such a flurry of pencil strokes in that classroom. Mainly because this was their first actual test, but still, you get the point. They tore through that test, hell-bent on achieving their dreams. Pages flipped, erasers squealed, and pencils scratched furiously until just two hours later, slowly, they began raising their tests into the air.

"We are Class 1-X, don't ever underestimate us!" They shouted in unison. Ryna appeared in front of Iures with all the tests in hand. He gave them to Iures, then returned to his seat.

"Well guys, you are free for the rest of today while I grade these. I have a good feeling about these, so go out and have fun. I'll announce the results on the intercom tomorrow morning." Iures said, smiling.

"Or you could try and put more pressure on us old man," Ryna thought.

That old man is something special Ryna, you should appreciate him more. Carl boomed inside of Ryna's head.

"Yeah I know he's good," Ryna replied

It isn't easy to take a group of idiots like the bunch you have here and make them want to learn things as complicated as what you've spent the last week cramming into your heads, He said.

"Tell me about it, even I was having a little trouble understanding everything. Without the afterschool lessons, I might not have done as well as I would have liked," Ryna admitted.

Well, I certainly hope no one messes this up, I don't think they will survive the results. Carl said, amused.

"Relax, I believe in them, they'll pull through." Ryna replied simply.

I certainly hope that is the case, Carl said, laughing. With that, he disappeared somewhere deep in Ryna's mind again, and Ryna was brought back to reality by Ulgo tapping his shoulder.

"Boss, the rest of us aren't feeling too up to partying right now, so we're just gonna wander around for a while," Ulgo said.

"Yeah, I understand the feeling. We've been staying up late and waking up early for a week, why don't you guys go back to your dorms and get some rest. Maybe start packing a bag for the beach," Ryna said. There was a cheer at that, and the classroom was soon deserted except for Ryna. He sat there for a while, actually nervous. He decided that just sitting there wouldn't help anything, so he got up and wandered out of the classroom. He was halfway to the exit when the lunch bell rang, and students began to pour out of their classrooms. He was still in the male half of the school, and many of them recognized him. They joked with him as he passed "You better not have cost us that beach trip," or "I hope the test wasn't too hard for you guys,". He made it out to the main lobby and was mere meters from the door when something tackled him, making him hit two or three passing people as he fell.

"Sensara?" he asked, not having had a chance to look at what had attacked him yet.

"No silly, it's me! Laura!" said the small blonde figure that had just run into him.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to get in your way," Ryna said, picking himself up off of the ground, then giving her a hand up as well.

"You didn't I tackled you on purpose. I can't say I expected you to fall down though." She explained. 

"Well, I'm a little tired after this week," he said, yawning.

"I bet, so how do you think your guys did on that test of yours?" she asked, hugging onto his side.

"I think we passed at least," Ryna said truthfully, "I doubt anyone did extremely well,"

"Thats no good! You have to be super confident! I want to show you my new bikini so we have to go on that trip!" she exclaimed. Ryna was about to respond when something else ran into him from behind.

"Ryna, I've been looking everywhere for you!" Sensara said, giving Laura a nasty look.

"Hey girls, this is a public space, lets take a chill pill before anything nasty happens," Ryna said, working his way out of their grip. 

"Fine, but I don't want you to be around her, you're mine," Sensara hissed. Laura simply ignored her and looked at Ryna.

"Just when we were getting to the good part, oh well. Anyway, I'll have to show it to you when the witch isn't around," Laura said, turning and disappearing into the crowd. Sensara looked calm, but her grip on Ryna's arm told him otherwise. They walked a little ways until they found a quiet spot away from anyone else.

"What did she mean by 'I'll have to show it to you'?" she asked suddenly.

"She was just teasing about a new bikini or something she got. For the beach trip," Ryna explained.

"No, I am not going to let you go anywhere near her. Who knows what she'll do to you if I'm not around!" Sensara exclaimed, her already tight grip somehow becoming tighter.

"First off, can you let go of my arm, that kinda hurts," Ryna said. She reluctantly let go, as if she were somehow losing him if she let go. "Second, it isn't like I'm just going to let her do whatever she wants to me. I'm not a damsel in distress Sensara. Hell, I'm not even a damsel,"

"But what if something does happen, what then?" she asked, looking desperately into Ryna's eyes.

"Nothing will happen between me and her as long as I'm with you. And that's gonna be a long time, so there's no use even worrying about it," Ryna soothed. She seemed a little more at ease. She laid her head down into his lap so she could look at his face upside down. "Upside down faces are funny," she concluded.

"Is that why you are so opposed to the beach trip?" Ryna asked, stroking her hair.

"A little. That and the fact that you guys keep calling it Bikini Paradise. It doesn't leave the best impression on me, being your girlfriend and all," she remarked.

"I needed to inspire the boys, and what better way to do it than by objectifying women's bodies?" Ryna asked jokingly.

"I could care less about what they think, I'm worried that you'll spend all your time ogling some other girl," she said, frowning.

"And I'm worried you'll find some hunk to stare at all day," Ryna said, rolling his eyes.

"Its not the same though! Like, yeah I might look at other guys sometimes, but I don't really think about it that much. But if you look at a girl you might compare her to me, and I'm worried that you might find someone you think is better!" She exclaimed sounding a little angry.




The Unwitting Guardian Ch. 12



*Author's note- Boy, this took much longer than expected. Work has been piling up for me, and surprise assignments left and right have kept me away from this, so instead of making you wait another month (or longer) for a longer chapter, here is just enough to hold you over till the next chapter... Plz dont kill me hahaha! Anyway, It's still a pretty long chapter overall, I think you'll enjoy!*




The torture continued the next morning. Ryna awoke to find that Sensara had wrapped herself around his arm, and was slowly grinding her bare thigh against his painfully erect morning wood.

"Man, she's not even awake yet and she's taunting me," Ryna thought. He kissed her lightly on the forehead, "Sensara, time to wake up sleepy head,"

"Mmm?" she mumbled, her eyes slowly opening. She quickly took stock of her position, but rather than blushing and scrambling away, she turned onto him so that she was partially on top of him, her leg pressed further into his crotch.

"What was that, love?" she asked, a glint of mischievousness coming to her eyes.

"I was just about to ask when you planned on move your sexy tushy off of me so we can get ready for class," Ryna said, working hard to refrain from touching her. She noticed.

"Mmm why would I wanna move, its much more comfortable on top of you," she teased. She slowly rubbed her thigh into his cock again, clearly able to feel it through his pajama pants, "What's the matter Ryna, do you not like it?"

"You're a cruel temptress Sen." Ryna declared, shaking his head slightly. Sensara giggled and set to work kissing his exposed collarbone. She inched her way up his neck, then over his earlobe, and back down his cheek to his lips. She rested her lips on his, but stubbornly refused to kiss him. "Oh so cruel," Ryna remarked.

"Ryna, why aren't you touching me like usual? Wouldn't you rather be doing something with your hands?" Sensara prodded as she reached back and grabbed his hands. She dragged them up her thighs to her ass, letting them linger there for a maddeningly long period of time, then helped them continue their journey to her midback. On a regular day, Ryna would have lovingly played with her hair. But today was not a regular day. Ryna had decided not to fall for her teasing, no matter how much he reeeeally wanted to.

"I'm not even gonna lie, Sensara, that's heartless," Ryna said, lifting his hands off her back and putting them underneath him so she couldn't grab them again.

"Boo, you're no fun," she pouted. Ryna smiled and gave her a quick kiss. Then he appeared standing at the foot of the bed, half dressed for school already. She fell onto the mattress with a startled yelp. "Rynaaa that was mean." 

"I think it was called for," Ryna replied, fully dressed now. She looked up at him and gave him a pout, but got up and got dressed as well. After a quick bite to eat they made their way to the school building. Ryna automatically turned to face her for their customary goodbye-kiss, but she just smiled back.

"Nope, not even a goodbye kiss for you Ryna," she teased. She turned and skipped off, joining a small group of girls as they headed off to their classroom.

"Oh, life is rough Ryna, life is rough," he silently mused. He thought he heard Carl chuckle a little, but he didn't say anything, so Ryna dismissed it. Instead, he wandered his way to class 1-X, and took a seat by one of the windows. Most of his friends were already there, chatting excitedly about the upcoming trip.

"'Ey mon, how did things with the Lady go?" Raas asked, coming to sit beside Ryna.

"Oh well, you know how girls are. They love you one day, and hate you the next," Ryna said, pretending to be forlorn.

"She's that mad eh?" he asked.

"Actually she's not all that mad. She's just refusing to do anything with me," Ryna replied.

"Anything?" 

"Anything."

"That's a bummer mon, especially right before the trip," Raas commiserated.

"Yeah really. I have a feeling she'll break during the trip and-"

"And do what Ryna?" Iures asked from behind him. Ryna jumped a little, and regretted it instantly when the old man chuckled.

"Oh, ya' know. The usual." Ryna explained. He intentionally let himself sound more startled than he was.

"The usual? What does that mean Ryna, please share," Iures said, resting a menacing hand on Ryna's shoulder. The other guys had stopped talking and were listening in now as well, intrigued by how Ryna was going to get out of the situation, if he was at all.

"Holding hands, picking flower bouquets and going on picnic dates. She's a hopeless romantic Gramps," Ryna replied, smiling. Iures chuckled and gave him a firm squeeze before he let go and sauntered to the podium at the front of the classroom. They all took a seat.

"Well guys, you did it. The trip to the Altacun Beach is going to be tomorrow–so this weekend–and the following two days, which conveniently corresponds to the beginning of your winter break," he began. There were a few chuckles, and few of them thought the coincidence was by mistake. He continued, "Because it is your break, and we realize that interplanetary travel to see your families can have enormous time restraints, I have persuaded the school's board to allow students to stay at Altacun for their break. All in all, a week and 2 days of beach, if you so choose-"

"More like a week and 2 days of bikinis Professor Liuna!" one of the guys joked. Iures smiled and resumed.

"-due to it being Winter Break, there will only be a few staff present, so I expect you all to behave even better than usual... Ah, who am I kidding, just don't cause too much trouble for me okay?"

"Yes sir Professor Liuna. You know us, we're pretty much saints! Right guys?" Juras joked. They all laughed and nodded.

"Good. Well, I know it seems lazy of me, but your study marathon has exhausted my old bones, so you have today off to pack for the trip tomorrow," Iures said, his grin contradicting his words. They cheered and all got up to leave, but Iures had one more thing to say. "Oh yes boys, I'm warning you quite a ways in advance, but immediately following the break, the Aptitude Tests begin. Any of you with partners will be expected to participate, so if you find a nice girl over the break, spend a little time working together to find out a good fighting style, okay? Oh, and Ryna, will you stay back for a minute?"

"Sure gramps," Ryna called, standing and coming to stand with him at the podium. The other guys trickled out, nodding excited farewells, until at last just Ryna and Iures were left in the classroom.

"So what's up Gramps? I don't need another tour. Sensara found out about the last one, and I still have bruises..." Ryna said, only half-joking.

"Son, I know you really love her, but letting her abuse you isn't the way to show it," Iures chuckled.

"I don't think letting her abuse me is how I'd phrase it..." Ryna trailed off. 

"Oh, no I know how she is. There's no stopping her when you get her angry. But that's not what I needed to talk to you about," Iures said, his tone growing serious. Ryna nodded solemnly, and he continued, "During the Altacun trip, you are going to be free to do as you please. But during Winter Break you will be with me. I have a surprise for you,"

"A surprise? That can't be good," Ryna mumbled. Iures pretended he didn't hear it, and shoo'd Ryna out of the classroom under the pretense of "It isn't good for young minds to sit in an empty classroom, go out into the world!" 

Ryna laughed and left, deciding that he may as well pack, since he was going to be away for an extended period of time now. He arrived at his dormitory door shortly after that, and was greeted by the smell of food. "Odd, I wonder who's making food?" he thought as he pushed open the door.

"Oh, are you home darling?" Sensara called from the kitchen upon hearing the door open. Ryna closed it behind him, and put his things down near the door, then walked into the kitchen. He had to stifle an exasperated sigh when he saw that Sensara was dressed only in an apron.

"You're too much for me Sen," Ryna remarked, sitting down at the table. He was eyeing her bare ass less-than-discreetly, but she seemed too focused on the task at hand to notice.

"I thought you'd like it," she teased, swaying her ass enticingly.

"And here I thought I could get away from you today by hanging out with the guys," Ryna groaned sarcastically.

"Aww, you wanted to not see me that badly? I'm hurt!" she exclaimed, pretending to trace a tear going down her cheek. She turned around, revealing that it was either cold in there, or she was just excited to see him, and straddled his leg, letting her bare pussy rest on his thigh.

"Uh huh, I'm sure you're just stricken with pain, right?" Ryna smirked. He decided to play along, and grabbed her by the ass and pulled her closer to him. 

"I'm dying here, can't you tell?" she replied, leaning in so that her nose touched his. She bit her lip, trying to push him over the edge.

"I can't, maybe I should look closer," he said, grinning wickedly. Before she realized it, her apron was gone, and his finger was rubbing her clit slowly, earning a brief moan. She shut it down quickly, but she could feel the heat rising to her cheeks.

"R-Ryna, I think that's enough d-don't you?" she stammered, more sensitive than usual.

"I don't know, is it?" he teased back, giving it a little pinch before he let go. She gave a sigh of relief and turned back to the stove, not bothering to look for the apron.

"So grandfather gave you the day off as well?" she asked, her voice back under control again. 

"Yeah, he said we needed to pack. And he's keeping me there for the winter break too, so I need to pack extra." Ryna said. 

"He's keeping you over the break? What for?" she asked.

"I don't know really, he said it was 'a surprise'. And he was grinning wickedly," Ryna replied, stroking his nonexistent beard thoughtfully. Sensara's brow furrowed.

"Well that can't be good. I hope he isn't planning to give you another 'tour'. For your sake," she threatened, smiling cruelly. Ryna raised his hands in surrender.

"Hey hey, no need for threats, I told him that another tour wouldn't be worth it!" Ryna exclaimed, eyeing her carefully as she cracked her knuckles menacingly. He didn't even need to be able to see emotions to see the threatening aura coming off of her.

"Wouldn't be worth-"

"Wouldn't ever be needed again,"

"That's what I thought I heard," she said, cheerfully returning to her cooking. They passed a couple moments in silence before Ryna spoke again.

"So what are you cooking?" he asked, sniffing the air delicately.

"You can't tell by the smell?" she asked in return.

"Well, the readers can't smell through their screens... I mean it could be a multitude of things," he replied.

"Well, since you are insistent on knowing, they're cinnamon streusel muffins," she explained, sighing in exasperation.

"...do I get any?" Ryna asked, hope in his eyes.

"Maybe, if you're good," she teased, flashing him a smile.

"If I'm good? What does that even mean?" he asked. He appeared behind her and enveloped her exposed body in his arms, "Does a hug count as being good?"

"Mmm, I haven't decided yet," she replied, nuzzling into his chest. He appeared back in his seat again, leaving Sensara high and dry.

"Well that was a waste. I wanted a muffin for my hug," Ryna said, pouting at her. She laughed a little and resumed filling the molds with muffin mix.

"And here I thought you were hugging me because you wanted ME, not the muffins.." she answered, pretending to be hurt.

"Psh, no! Muffins or bust woman!" Ryna exclaimed, laughing.

"Well, now you're definitely not getting any," she said, filling the last of the molds on the tray. She put the tray into the oven, then turned and made herself comfortable in Ryna's lap. Still entirely nude. Ryna allowed her to settle in, then replied.

"And what could you do to stop me?" 

"Well, I could physically hold you back from my muffins," she suggested.

"Would that actually work though? I can just time-freeze and walk around you," he said, earning a soft jab in the ribs.

"But you would never do that after I expressly tell you not to, right?" she asked, a hint of an empty threat in her voice.

"I already have two times today sooo," Ryna stated matter-of-factly.

"Hmm, thats true. You're so mean to me, eating my muffins even when I ask you not to," she teased.

"Hey I haven't eaten them yet, they aren't even finished cooking!" he exclaimed innocently.

"Sighh, but as soon as they are I'm sure they'll all mysteriously disappear, and someone will taste curiously similar to cinnamon streusel, right?" she asked resignedly.

"Possibly... what are they for anyway?" Ryna asked, allowing his arms to wrap themselves in a relatively innocent position around her stomach.

"I'm not sure yet, I just felt inspired to bake," she said, putting her own arms over his, partially add to the romantic feel, and partially to keep him from moving them further south.

"So you've made muffins for no particular reason, but a potential reason, namely me, is not allowed to have any?" Ryna asked, his tone light and joking.

"Shut up, I'll find someone else to give them to. There are other cute boys in the school you know," she replied, pinching his hand.

"Oh, and are you going to give them the muffins dressed like this?" 

"Of course not, I'm a modest girl Ryna, I don't enjoy streaking with muffins," she huffed.

"So that means you'd have to get dressed at some point?" Ryna prodded.

"Of course. I would be (marginally) dressed if you hadn't gotten rid of my apron," she replied.

"What if I don't let you?" he asked, tightening his arms a little.

"Well that would cause problems with my plan to give out the muffins.." she trailed off, leaning her head back to brush her lips against his. Happy to finally receive some affection, Ryna pressed his lips to hers, unconsciously letting his arms wander up her sides. She seized the opportunity, bursting out of his arms with a victorious "HA!" and streaking toward the bedroom. 

Ryna sighed, then waited till a second or two, until he figured she would have her hands on the door to the bedroom. He paused time, and made his way into the bedroom. As he had guessed, she was smiling wickedly, both hands on the doorknob, door already half-closed. He assumed that her next step would be to lock it.

"Maybe I should play with her a bit..." he thought, grinning devilishly. Her closet was of the walk-in variety (perks of being related to the headmaster, I suppose...), so Ryna walked-in and hid inside the standup racks that lined the back wall. He resumed time and waited. 

"Suck on that Ryna!" she shouted at the empty kitchen, then the door slammed shut and the sound of the lock clicking was clearly audible. He didn't hear her walk into the closet, but she started mumbling.

"That was a close one, I shouldn't have kissed him," she mumbled to herself, "I almost caved in right there. Damn him for being so patient. I mean I can go for a few days without sex, but not kissing him or doing anything at all is hard! It's all his fault; if he hadn't been such a dumbass I wouldn't need to keep up this stupid punishment. But what else can I do, I can't give in now, it'll make me look like I'm weak-willed. Ugh, this shit only ever happens when he's involved!"

Ryna chuckled a little, and decided to let her keep talking.

"I wonder if he ever has monologues about me? I would wanna hear one of those," she mused. Then she started up again in her best impression of Ryna's voice, "'Ugh man Sensara is being such a prude these days, I wonder what's up? She said something like it was MY fault, but I'm amazing and talented and cool and super athletic and gorgeous, so there's no way it could ever be my fault. Maybe she's on her time of month?' Yeah right, he's more sensitive than that, right?" she finished. Ryna could barely contain himself he was laughing so hard. Fortunately, she chose that moment to pull a dress from the back row, and Ryna jumped out, grabbing her shoulders.

"Boo." he said in a monotone voice. She screamed, her hands flying to counter, and Ryna was soon on the ground with one arm pulled back up at a painful angle and her sitting on his back. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and her eyes still wide, adrenaline pumping through her veins.

"Ow ow ow, okay okay I apologize, it was mean and a bad idea, let me go!" Ryna exclaimed. She released him immediately and got up so that he could sit up and face her.

"Yeezus, what the hell Ryna? Don't scare me like that!" she chided, looking angry.

"I'm sorry, but I think I got the worst out of that deal, don't you?" Ryna remarked, rubbing his shoulder.

"You deserved it," she said simply.

"Be that as it may, there are more important things to discuss. Is that really how you think I talk to myself?" Ryna asked, his smile growing unbearably huge. Sensara blushed fiercely, realizing that he had been eavesdropping.

"H-h-how long w-were you in there?!" Sensara stammered.

"Oh, the whole time," Ryna replied, laughing.

"You jerk! I locked the door!" she exclaimed. 

"I came in before you closed the bedroom door," he explained.

"I hate you," she mumbled back, using the dress in her hands to cover her face.

"I'm sure. So really though, is that how you picture me monologuing in your mind?" Ryna asked, boyish curiosity finding its way into his grin.

"Maybe..." she replied, barely audible through her dress.

"I don't compliment myself that much. At least I don't think I do," Ryna replied, hugging her comfortingly.

"Shut up, now is not the time for your smart ass comments," she quipped. Ryna shrugged and just pulled her into his chest.

"You know, I won't think of you as weak-willed if you break your odd vow to not be physical with me. Hopelessly in love with me, yes. But weak-willed? No," Ryna soothed. He was about to lean her back onto the ground, but decided against it. No need to push her into anything yet.

"Yes you will," she replied.

"Look at me with those beautiful purple eyes of yours," her eyes dilated and changed color instantly, "I don't think you're weak-willed. You just forced me to the ground and could have broken my arm if you wanted to for Pete's sake!"

"...fine, you're not lying to me." she said flatly.

"Hey hey! There we go. So with that out of the way, I'm going to kiss you," Ryna told her, grinning. She lowered the dress from her face, and Ryna leaned forward until his lips met hers. She yielded to him quickly, letting him lean them both down until he was on top of her, kissing her passionately. She let him into her mouth, both of them kissing hungrily. Eventually, Ryna pulled away, and looked at her lovingly.

"See, that wasn't so bad," he teased.

"Shut up and come back here," she commanded, putting her arms around his neck and forcing him back down onto her lips. This time she took the offensive, pressing her tongue against his lips until he let her in, then playing coyly with his tongue. A short while later, he pulled away again and rolled off of her.

"Yeah, I missed that," Ryna remarked, satisfied. She rolled her eyes and stood up, giving Ryna a liberal view of her barely-clothed body. She slipped the dress in her hands over her head, and turned to help him up.

"We should get packing, right?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure. How much are you bringing?" Ryna asked back.

"What do you mean 'how much'? An outfit for each day obviously! Now out, I don't want you to see my panties, that would be indecent," she teased, flashing him a smile. He sighed and left the closet, and closed the door behind him. He absentmindedly caressed his lip, remembering the kiss. After a while, something broke him from his reverie, and he began rummaging around the room for a bag to hold clothes.




The Unwitting Guardian Ch. 13



Author's Note: Hey guys... So, uh, yeah, this is like, extremely late. I could write some excuses and such, but I'm not going to, because you guys don't really care about them, and you're probably gonna be mad regardless. But! There is a bright side! The wait is over for the next however long it takes you guys to read this, and then it begins again! Doesn't that just make this little interaction we have here seem so fulfilling? ...probably not, tbh, but hey, I tried. Anyway, enjoy!

*****

Ryna gasped audibly as the ocean came into view from behind the welcome center.

"You alright mon?" Raas asked, looking at him uncertainly.

"Yeah, its just that I've never seen the ocean before. I didn't realize it would be so... big," he said, boyish wonder creeping into his features. Raas just chuckled and punched his shoulder lightly.

"If you spend all your time lookin' at the water, you're gonna miss the beach babes mon," he replied, pointing toward the stretch of white sand that was between them and the endless blue of the ocean. 

"True, though I'm only really interested in seeing one in particular," he mumbled to himself, "Do you know how the room assignments are going to be done?"

"Ya mon. Partners together in bungalows, Singles in the hotel," he said.

"Partners in Bungalows... They're just inviting crazy shit to happen aren't they?" Ryna asked.

"True, but it isn't like this is High School or anything mon. Van-Cademy is open to anyone that passes the test, regardless of age. Our class is just strange because we all happen to be around 20," he explained. They entered the welcome center, and approached the receptionist. There were other people he recognized sitting around in the lobby, some already chatting with members of the opposite sex. 

"Gramps IS a genius," Ryna thought. The receptionist looked up at him, staring for a brief moment before she caught herself.

"How may I help you?" she asked, keeping her tone professional.

"Hi, I'm here to pick up my room key," he said, smiling at her. She looked away, the slightest color rising to her cheeks.

"Name?" she asked.

"Ryna Harcourt." he replied.

"Number?" she asked.

"4047--" he began without thinking. Then he caught himself, "Sorry miss, I'm afraid I already have a girlfriend,"

"Aw, well if you ever feel like playing around, you know where to find me. Here's your key," she said, pulling a cardkey out from under the desk and handing it to him with a wink.

"Thanks, though I don't think I'll take you up on that offer," he replied, turning away from the desk. Raas stepped up behind him and got his own room key.

"You didn't even do anything mon, why the hell did she try and get your number?" he asked incredulously.

"I'm just that good," Ryna replied, nodding his head to lend weight to his words.

"Some guys have all the luck mon..." Raas mumbled discontentedly.

"Cheer up Raas, you got 11 days to relax and find a nice girl, you'll be fine," Ryna said, grinning at him. "Worst comes to worst, I'll play wingman for you,"

"No offense, but you'd be the worst wingman. Recent history has proven that," he replied, cracking a smile.

"I wasn't trying yet. I can be pretty damn persuasive when I want to be," he replied, stroking his non-existant beard again.

"You have to grow a beard for that to work mon," Raas said, pointing to his chin-stroking hand.

"First rule of literature is the suspension of disbelief Raas. You just have to roll with it and pretend either I have a beard and its not weird, or not notice it in the first place," Ryna said, continuing to stroke his chin.

"See, at this point its just bothering me," Raas sighed, shaking his head. As he finished speaking, two hands reached around Ryna and covered his eyes.

"Oh, who's this?" he asked, reaching his hands behind him to feel for the culprit, "Hmm, short and slender body, definitely a girl. Sensara?" 

"You got it," she replied, letting her hands fall away from his eyes. "Did you get the key?"

"Yep, I got it," he replied, dangling it from his hand for her to see.

"And the receptionist's number," Raas added jokingly.

"No no! I almost gave her mine, but then I caught myself," Ryna scrambled. He threw Raas a deadly glance.

"Hahaha sorry mon, I couldn't help it. Well, I oughta get to my room, I'll see you two lovebirds soon," he said, turning and exiting the welcome center.

"So you were chatting up the receptionist huh?" Sensara asked in a less-than-amicable tone.

"I was getting our key and she asked for my number. Nothing else happened," he said, stroking her hair gently.

"Mhmm, sure," she said skeptically.

"I'm gonna kill Raas later," Ryna muttered. Sensara's expression lifted as she pulled away from him. 

"Let's just get to our bungalow before a swarm of women descends on you," she said, grabbing his hand and pulling him out into the salty sea breeze.

"No problem," he said, grinning. He froze time, then picked Sensara up princess-style. "Ready for another flight with Rynair?"

"No, wait, Rynaaa!" she exclaimed as he sprinted up into the air. Soon they were standing a hundred or so feet off the ground. He turned to face the ocean, and marvelled at the beauty of the setting sun reflecting off the stilled waves.

"What a beautiful view," he said, sitting midair, adjusting Sensara so that she was sitting on his lap.

"Mmmm there is no one I'd rather share this view with than you, Ryna..." she trailed off as she lifted her lips to meet his. The kiss was gentle, just lips pressed tightly against lips, and Sensara hooked one arm around his neck, tousling his red hair with her fingers. Her other hand entwined itself with one of his. They kissed for a minute or two before Ryna pulled away, looking lovingly into her eyes.

"Seeing as everyone else is frozen in time right now, I'm the only one you can share it with," he said, grinning roguishly.

"Could you stop being an insufferable goof and just kiss me?" she asked, smiling anyway. She turned into his chest, pressing her lips to his again, this time more passionately. She caught his lower lip between hers, and pulled on it gently, then released it and went back to pressing her lips against his. He pulled away again, kissing his way along her cheek to her ear.

"We should continue this at the bungalow," he whispered in her ear, nibbling her earlobe enticingly.

"You're only getting to second tonight babe," she whispered back, kissing his cheek. She shuddered a little bit at the feeling of his tongue on her earlobe.

"That's still two bases," he whisper-replied seductively.

"Seeing as you've had the whole thing before, I'm surprised you would settle for just my breasts," she remarked, actually somewhat surprised.

"We have 11 days. I'm in no hurry," he replied.

"Actually, you have 4, remember?" she reminded him.

"...Damn, in that case I am in a hurry," he said, though his tone didn't suggest he had changed his attitude much.

"Don't worry, I want to as much as you do," she whispered in his ear, nibbling his earlobe the same way he was to her.

"Then why not today?" he asked.

"A girl has to have some modesty Ryna," she replied. She pulled away and looked him in the eyes. He was clearly aroused, though he didn't look like he was horny enough to try and go against her wishes.

"If someone could see us right now, I wonder what they'd think?" he said randomly, looking down at the various figures below, going about the business of getting their keys, or chatting with friends.

"Probably something along the lines of 'look at that lovey-dovey couple floating in the sky'," she replied, still focusing on his face. Part of her really wanted him to take her tonight, but she also wanted to keep him coming back for more. It was stupid really, she knew he loved her, and would come back for more regardless of what she gave him tonight, but she just wanted to keep him a little on edge. She wasn't happy with the idea of him being able to see so many attractive girls in bikinis, especially given that he had spearheaded the efforts to pass the test with the motto of "Bikini Paradise". She wanted to make him remember that she was special, not just someone he could take for granted, and if withholding sex was the way to do it, that's what would happen, even if it was only for a matter of hours. She sincerely doubted she could get through the morning without breaking and climbing on top of him.

"So this may seem like a stupid question," he began. His voice broke her from her thoughts, and she inclined her head, leaning her forehead against his.

"Go on," she said.

"Which way is our bungalow?" he asked, blushing slightly. She couldn't suppress her smile. She pointed down the beach toward a row of houses on the waterfront.

"I got Grandfather to give us the one furthest away so we could have our privacy," she said. He stood up, picking her up with him.

"Ah the perks of being the granddaughter of the headmaster," he said, grinning. "Walking all the way there is going to be a pain."

"Better get started then," she said, poking his nose affectionately.

"I oughta put you down on the ground and let you walk," he grumbled.

"Grandfather said our bungalow had two bedrooms, just in case..." she began, flashing a devilish smile at him.

"One first-class airwalk with Rynair, coming right up!" he exclaimed, jogging along the coast in the direction she had pointed.

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"Could you try and find something any more secluded?" Ryna asked sarcastically as he touched down on the front porch. The bungalow was a small 1-story building with a design clearly intended for tropical living. It was raised off of the ground slightly, and when Ryna opened the door, he noticed that a single long hallway ran the length of the bungalow. Perhaps more noticeably, he only saw one room that looked like a bedroom.

"Mmm, nope, probably not," she replied, walking through the door he had opened. She poked around in the living room area, plopping down onto the couch. Ryna decided to explore the bungalow, a childlike sense of adventure and discovery coming over him. He quickly came to realize that the dwelling held no secrets, no trapdoors or hidden passageways. He came into the living room and sat next to Sensara, feeling more than a little put out.

"What's the matter babe?" she asked, briefly looking up from the magazine she had found on the side table.

"It has come to my attention that this bungalow is entirely devoid of hidey-holes and secret passageways. I am disappointed," he said in an official tone, as if he were reporting it to a superior officer.

"And this surprises you because?" she asked with mild interest.

"Because I expect too much of resort designers," he replied, putting his arm around her shoulders.

"Well, there's your problem, you shouldn't expect so much of them. They're probably overworked during construction, and way too busy to design secret passageways and such in run-of-the-mill bungalows," she chided. He stuck out his lower lip, pouting to show his disappointment. She sighed, "I need to change out of these clothes, I've been in them all day, I feel grungy."

"That sounds awful," he teased, chuckling as she got up. She went into the bedroom, then stuck her head back out a few seconds later.

"They haven't delivered our luggage yet," she observed. She looked at the clock. It wasn't moving. "Oh Rynaaaa."

"Yes, what is it?" he asked from his position on the couch, where he had leaned back and closed his eyes.

"Why is it that the clock isn't moving at all?" she asked in a tone that suggested she already knew the answer. He realized what she meant right away. Silently, he resumed time.

"No idea Sen, must be broken," he replied, hiding his momentary embarrassment.

"Oh, its working now, how odd," she said, coming back into the living room and sitting next to him. She picked up her magazine again. A few minutes later, they heard a knock on the door. 

"Come in!" Ryna called, startling Sensara slightly. He hadn't been moving, and she thought he might have fallen asleep. The door opened, and two men entered, carrying their luggage. They looked mildly confused as to how Sensara and Ryna had beaten them to the bungalow, but they were professional enough to refrain from asking.

"Sorry for the wait ma'am, here is your luggage," they said as they shuffled into the bungalow. They set it down in the hallway, then quietly excused themselves.

"About time!" Sensara huffed, standing up and picking up the bags. She laid them on the ground in the bedroom, and opened her bag. Ryna stood up and waited in the doorway.

"Not really their fault, its only been ten minutes or so since we got off of the hoverbus. If they're already delivering our luggage, then they probably beat everyone else to their places." Ryna said. She ignored him, and began putting away her clothes in the drawers of the room's dresser. 

"True, I guess it isn't really their fault that a certain lovable idiot forgot that he had dominion over all of time," she teased. Ryna chuckled.

"You just called me lovable, I'm going to take that as a compliment," he said, ignoring the rest of the sentence. She pulled out what looked like a bikini and a shawl and laid them on the bed.

"You're hopeless too, just so you know," she remarked, smiling gently at him. She pulled her shirt off, tossing it in a corner of the room, then did the same with her bra and shorts. With a cutesy little shake of her hips, she shrugged off her panties as well. Ryna stood in the doorway, admiring her body. His eyes followed her curves, working their way down her body.

"You're giving me that perverted look again," she said. Despite her words, she turned a little to show off before reaching over to retrieve the bikini she had set out on the bed.

"I can't really help it can I?" he replied, "Why are you putting the bikini on?"

"Because we're going to the hot springs, obviously," she said, winking as she pulled the top over her breasts. 

"When did we decide this?" Ryna asked, opening his own bag.

"Just now. I thought it would be a good way to relax, and you agreed," she answered, giving him an innocent look. "Are you saying you don't want to?"

"No no, I would love to," he replied, pulling out his own swimsuit. She pulled the bikini bottom on, then wrapped the matching shawl around her waist. He noticed that it was slightly see-through, letting him look at her lovely legs. The whole outfit had a refined feel to it that suited Sensara. She sat on the bed and looked at him.

"Then get your trunks on and let's go," she demanded impatiently. He dropped his shorts and boxers together, giving her a quick peek at his semi-erect cock before he pulled his swim trunks on. He switched into a fresher t-shirt, and held his hand out to her.

"Ready to go?" he asked.

"Wait a moment, is that the only swimsuit you brought?" she asked, eyeing it apprehensively.

"Yep," he replied, curiosity crossing his face.

"Darling, we are going to need to fix that tomorrow," she said, sighing resignedly. Ryna looked down to examine his trunks. He quite liked them. They were covered in what looked like some type of tropical leaf, with strange yellow fruit growing here and there.

"Do they embarrass you Sensara?" he asked, a look of mischief replacing his curiosity.

"Very much so," she replied, "and I would appreciate it if you would wear the ones we buy tomorrow, rather than that... abomination,"

"Well, it looks like we have found what I'm wearing for the rest of the trip. Especially when we go out in public," he said, grinning devilishly.

"...I will kill you Ryna," Sensara threatened. She gave him a look that could subdue a tiger, but he shrugged and laughed. He bent over and took her hand.

"We were going to the hot springs right? Which way is that again?" he asked, pulling her up off the bed as he started down the hall and out the front door.

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They found their way to the hot springs fairly easily, thanks to various signs and guideposts. When they arrived, they found the mixed spring. Ryna was pleasantly surprised when they were informed that swimsuits were not allowed in the springs, though towels were provided for modesty.

"Honestly! Who came up with that idea? Between no swimsuits and a mixed bath, who knows what kind of trouble people get into in here?" Sensara huffed as they lowered themselves into the water. The hot water enveloped them, soothing their tensed muscles. The spring had a very natural look, with several large boulders and a waterfall near the back that gurgled in an aesthetically noisy manner.

"I quite like it actually. Though it would be a bit more fun if you weren't so comfortable with me seeing you nude," Ryna mused. She sat next to him, leaning her head back on his arm as they both gazed up into the sky. The sun was just starting to sink beneath the horizon, casting it's brilliant orange hue on the ocean. 

"I apologize for not being a shy maiden," she replied sarcastically.

"Even when we first met, you didn't really have any shame did you?" Ryna asked, chuckling as he thought back to when he had opened his door to see her standing on the stoop. It had shocked him, for sure, and what she had done next had surprised him even more. He looked over at her, and saw that she was blushing furiously.

"I don't know what in the world possessed me to do that. I still can't believe it," she replied, catching his eye.

"I'm glad you did though," he whispered gently.

"I think I just had this urge to make you mine, before anyone else could have you," she continued, sitting up and straddling him. Her hands cupped his cheeks as he lifted his head to look at her.

"It certainly paid off," Ryna teased as she pressed her lips to his hungrily. She caught his lip between hers, licking it gently before releasing it, then mashing her mouth back down on top of his. He responded eagerly, slipping his tongue between his lips to wrestle with hers. 

"Every now and then I get this uncontrollable urge to remind you that you're mine, that I don't like it when you look at other women," she whispered, breaking the kiss momentarily.

"If you keep saying things like that, I'm not going to be able to stop with just your lips," Ryna warned gently. Sensara felt his cock against her thigh, already erect.

"I don't mind," she whispered seductively, pools of lust forming in her eyes. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly to his chest. He let one hand slide down her back, gently down her hips and thighs to pull away his towel. She leaned back, relying on him to guide his hardened member into her pussy. She moaned as she sunk down onto his cock, feeling him hit deep inside her. Slowly she pulled herself back up, moaning again as she sank back down.

She felt his hand squeeze her ass, encouraging her to ride him faster. She hooked her arms around his neck, pressing her lips to his in an open-mouth kiss as she picked up her pace. The water sloshed around them as their hips collided, adding more wet noises to their own.

Ryna stood suddenly, picking her up. She broke their kiss, startled. He carried her behind one of the large rocks in the spring, close to the small waterfall.

"You can make a bit more noise here," he said, turning her so that she was facing the rock. He rammed into her from behind, eliciting several loud moans from Sensara. She felt his fingers trace their way up her back, splitting up as one hand danced around her side to pinch her nipple, while the other continued up her body and across her cheek, finally resting on her lips. She greeted it with another moan as he hit deeper inside her, and her tongue poked out to play with his fingers.




The Unwitting Guardian Ch. 13



She heard him moan over the mild roar of the waterfall. She began pushing back against his cock, forcing him deeper inside her. He responded by sliding his and down from her nipple to her clit, giving it a sharp pinch. A jolt of electricity shot up her spine, forcing a moan through her lips. Her pussy clenched around his throbbing cock, squeezing him tightly. He bent over and pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, which pushed her over the edge. Waves of pleasure surged up from her pussy through her body, then leaving her body as ragged moans. Somewhat hazy from the intense pleasure, she pulled off of his cock and turned to him then lowered herself into the hot spring to put her at eye-to-cock level. She wrapped her hand around the shaft, slowly stroking it as she pursed her lips on the tip.

The stimulation of her soft lips being pressed against his sensitive head elicited a guttural growl from Ryna, and his hand found its way to the back of her head, his fingers curling in her hair.

"Coming!" he exclaimed. She immediately took the head of his cock into her mouth, teasing it gently with her tongue until she felt his hot cum shoot into her mouth and down her throat. After he filled her mouth, she pulled away and swallowed it, opening her mouth again to show him.

"Mmm that felt so good Ryna," she moaned as he lowered himself back into the spring with her.

"What happened to 'only 2nd base tonight'?" he asked teasingly. She gave him a quick peck on his lips.

"I had to remind you who you belong with before your eyes start wandering tomorrow," she teased back, a gentle sparkle in her eyes. Ryna chuckled.

"You really don't have to worry about me doing anything with anyone else, you're always going to be my favorite," he replied, intentionally using the word "favorite" to mess with her.

"Ha ha, you're so funny," she said sarcastically, letting him know she had noticed.

"But seriously, I love you, I'm not going to just walk out because I see some other girl in a bikini," he said, resisting the urge to make another smart comment this time. 

"Yeah, I believe you," she whispered, pressing her lips to his again. She felt Ryna's warmth and love pouring into her through his lips. After a long moment, he broke the kiss.

"Put your towel back on," he said, wrapping his own around his waist. She did as he said, covering her curvaceous figure with the soaked towel. As soon as she had tied it, they were back on the initial seat in the spring, on the other side from the rock they had been behind. 

She opened her mouth to ask why they hadn't just walked out from behind the rock, but the she noticed that two newcomers had entered the spring. They appeared to be slightly older than she and Ryna were, perhaps 3rd years.

"I'm beginning to get dizzy, mind if we get out?" he said sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.

"Okay, lets go back to the bungalow," she agreed. They stood up together, hands clasped together as they headed into the changing room. They opted to walk back to the bungalow both on the ground and in realtime, watching as the city transitioned from its daily activities into its nightly routines. Lights flared to life as the sun sunk below the waves. It was dark by the time they reached their abode, but even as secluded as it was, the path was well-lit. 

As soon as they entered the bungalow, Sensara set about making a quick dinner for the two of them, and Ryna sat on a stool by the kitchen island, chatting. Neither noticed Iures sitting on the couch.

"Hello to you too," he said suddenly. Both jumped at the sound of his voice.

"Grandfather! I didn't even notice you there," Sensara said, her surprise palpable in the air.

"Yes I noticed. I must admit I'm disappointed. Didn't I teach you to always mind your surroundings?" he chided.

"I apologize for not being on my utmost guard on the school vacation, in a secluded bungalow, while chatting with Ryna," she huffed, slightly annoyed.

"So what's up Gramps," Ryna asked, ignoring his admonishment. The casual tone he took with Iures always somewhat surprised Sensara, given that he was not only the headmaster of the school, but also her grandfather.

"Ah Ryna!" his expression lightened immediately, "I have something to discuss with you, however it can wait until after your meal,"

"Okay. Would you like some?" Ryna asked, pointing to the pan in Sensara's hand.

"I really shouldn't, I've just eaten. I'll give you two your privacy while you eat, come find me outside when you're done," he said, standing up and heading for the door. He turned and gave Ryna a wink, then disappeared through the doorway.

"...does it bother you that your grandfather likes me more than you now?" Ryna teased after he had gone.

"Shut up," she replied, sticking her tongue out at him.

"He was stressed about something though, otherwise I doubt he would have chided you like that," Ryna said thoughtfully.

"True... since when have you been able to tell his moods?" Sensara asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice. She liked that her grandfather got along well with Ryna, after all, he was her in essence her closest family member, but they seemed to have hit it off TOO well.

"We're best buddies, me and your grandpops," Ryna said, his grin unbearably large.

"I don't know how to feel about that. Who knows what kind of mischief you two could get up to. Especially with your abilities..." she shuddered at the thought.

"Me? Mischief? I would never!" he replied as innocently as he could. She just rolled her eyes.

"Sure. This actually won't be done for a while, so why don't you go out and see what he needs now, instead of waiting till after this cooks and we eat," she suggested.

"Alright," he said. Then he disappeared.

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Finding Iures proved to be a simple task, as the old man had not managed to wander too far in the intervening minutes between his departure and Ryna's exit. Plus Carl managed to set Ryna in the right general direction. He had made it as far as the shore, where he stood just close enough to the surf for it to wash over his old, wrinkled feet.

"Beautiful night," Ryna said as he came to stand beside the old man. They gazed up into the night sky, amazed by the beauty before them. The Altacun resort was located far enough away from any of Ulodny's major cities that light pollution was not strong enough to blot out the stars. As a result, a magnificent vista of little white lights was stretched across the sky. 

"That it is indeed," Iures replied, not taking his eyes off of the sky.

"So what is it that you wanted to discuss with me?" Ryna asked, his tone serious.

"I really hate to spoil such a nice night with such a terrible discussion, but there is no helping it," he began, sighing heavily. For the first time since he had met him in the orientation room, Iures' aura seemed to fade from its usual formidable gleam into a more weary, old feeling. Ryna silently waited for him to continue.

"Son, because Vanguard Experimental Academy is a military institution, all of our collected data is submitted every few months to higher-up military members on Zyloth." he paused for breath, then continued, "As such, they are aware of your string of incidents, and your abilities."

"What do you mean exactly by my abilities?" Ryna asked. As far as he knew, Iures didn't know about Carl, though there was certainly a possibility Sensara had let it slip at some point.

"Your outstanding physical abilities and your mental capabilities. I omitted your... other... powers from the reports because I didn't want this to happen," he explained.

"Did Sensara tell you?" Ryna asked, still curious what exactly Iures didn't want to happen.

"She was mildly concerned you might have been going insane. However, given the things you've done, it seems that isn't the case, and that Carl is actually real," Iures answered. 

"Aw, I'm touched that she was concerned enough to tell you," Ryna said, smiling like a child who had been caught with his hands in the cookie jar.

"Anyway, your actions have caused the people in charge of the Academy to take notice of you," Iures continued.

"So, am I expelled or not, let's cut to the chase Gramps," Ryna interrupted, tone serious again. Iures turned to face him for the first time since they had started talking. His face was a mask of sorrow.

"No son, you're not expelled. You've been selected for service," Iures announced with a heavy heart. The gravity of his words didn't quite fall on Ryna.

"I've been declared fit for active duty 3.5 years early?" Ryna asked, disbelief in his tone.

"Not only that, your abilities have piqued the interest of the Seventh Sanctum," Iures replied. Ryna looked at him, puzzled.

"The Seventh Sanctum?" he asked.

"They're a classified organization inside the Galactic Conglomerate that operates above the law. They work behind the scenes, performing assassinations and spywork," Iures explained.

"I don't understand why this is such terrible news," Ryna said. He was a little taken aback that his exploits had garnered this much attention. Especially since none of them had been particularly stealthy.

"The Seventh Sanctum is not a place for children with no real battle experience. They are a corps of hardened killers, and they do not care for personal connections. If you are initiated into their ranks, your relationship with Sensara could be shattered, and I can't stand to see her alone again," Iures said, turning his face from Ryna.

"Gramps, I wouldn't ever leave Sensara alone again, but if they've really taken an interest in me, then there isn't really much we can do to dissuade them, is there?"

"No, there isn't," Iures admitted.

"We'll just have to go for the ride, and see where it takes us," Ryna said. After a long silence, he continued, "Is that what the training you were planning was for?"

"Yes. Training you to use Carl's powers will undoubtedly increase your odds of survival on any mission they send you on," Iures replied.

"And I'm assuming Sensara isn't allowed to know anything about the Seventh Sanctum or their interest in me?" Ryna asked. Iures nodded. "That's going to be tough, given her ability to read emotions. She'll know if I'm lying to her,"

"She can't find out, because not only will that jeopardize your relationship, they won't hesitate to find some way to silence her. Technically speaking, I wasn't supposed to inform you until your trip to Zyloth at the end of the break, but I couldn't bear to just pop that on you," Iures said. His voice was downtrodden, and he had turned back toward the sea. 

"Thanks gramps. That means a lot," Ryna replied sincerely. 

"Well, I've said what needed to be said. I suppose I shouldn't keep you from my granddaughter any longer," Iures declared, stepping back away from the waves. He put his hand on Ryna's shoulder, "Son, enjoy this time while it lasts, because it won't last much longer."

With that he turned and headed down the beach toward the rest of the bungalows. Ryna hadn't heard about the teacher's living situation, which was odd, given Sensara's relation to Iures. 

"Selected by Seventh Sanctum huh? Shit, there goes my High School life," Ryna groaned as he stared out over the ocean tides. Ulodny's four moons were shining brilliantly, each at a different stage of its cycle. Their light reflected off the water, giving it a pale glow. Paired with the sound of the tides coming in, it was truly a beautiful sight. Ryna sighed, and turned back toward his own bungalow, the smells of Sensara's cooking already wafting out toward him.

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"I'm back," he called out as he stepped inside. Sensara briefly looked up from the pot she was working with, then refocused her attention on her cooking.

"Good timing! I just finished with the food," she said, taking a serving fork out of the drawer and putting some of the pots contents on a plate she had pulled out earlier. She passed the plate in front of Ryna, then made one for herself. It was a noodle dish, but it looked like they had been soaked in sauce, and there were small bits of meat distributed throughout the dish.

"Smells good... we'll see about the taste," Ryna teased, pretending to eye it skeptically. Sensara sat down next to him, ignoring his comment. She twirled her fork, picking up some of the noodles, then held it up in front of him.

"Say 'ah'," she said expectantly. He opened his mouth obediently, and she put the fork in his mouth, letting him savor the taste of her cooking. She knew it was good, obviously, but she liked hearing him say it. She pulled the fork away from him, looking at him expectantly.

"Why are you so good at cooking?" Ryna asked, already picking up more on his own fork.

"I'm just a natural chef, what can I say?" she replied, pleased with the compliment. She knew he loved her cooking, but it still made her warm inside every time he complimented it.

"How many other people have you ever cooked for?" Ryna asked, his curiosity showing in his eyes.

"You, gramps, and a childhood friend are the only ones that have ever had my cooking," she said in between bites.

"Oh? I didn't know you had friends," he teased. She punched his shoulder just hard enough for it to hurt a little.

"I have plenty of friends, asshole," she said indignantly. She noticed he had finished his food already.

"It was a joke! I'm sure you do, I've just never seen you talk to anyone else after class," Ryna pointed out.

"That's cuz I'm busy keeping you out of trouble 90% of the time. Do you even know how many times I've received complaints about your class?" she asked.

"There can't have been that many. Plus, aren't you the most biased person possible on anything dealing with me?" Ryna replied sarcastically.

"That isn't true!" she huffed, "I have talked with your class rep plenty of times about getting you guys to settle down."

"I have no clue who my class rep is," Ryna admitted, looking away sheepishly.

"We've been in school for how long now, and you don't even know who the class rep is? What do you guys do during Homeroom?" she asked, legitimately curious.

"Well, till Gramps became our teacher, we skipped Homeroom and went to the gym or combat center," Ryna answered, avoiding Sensara's piercing gaze.

"That doesn't even surprise me really. Considering how much free time you guys always seem to have on your hands, I was pretty sure you didn't really attend any classes anyway," she said, sighing slightly in disappointment.

"That's not true, we attended every required physical course! But actually learning real material requires a teacher, which we didn't have. So basically it wasn't really our fault," Ryna replied, chuckling.

"I don't understand how you went from highest-scoring participant in the entry exam, to complete truant, to inspiring a class of fellow truants to pass a hard-ass exam in just a month. You make no sense," she continued. She was smiling slightly, her face turned away from Ryna. 

"I sound pretty badass when you put it that way," Ryna chuckled, leaning over to kiss her cheek. When she felt his lips press against her cheek, she slowly turned toward him until her own lips were pressed against his.

"It's pretty late, we should go to bed," Sensara murmured as his lips wandered to her neck. He pulled away, and she noticed a hint of sadness in his eyes. She dismissed it, and they got up off the couch. They got ready for bed quickly, Ryna taking the opportunity to put his personal effects on the top shelf of the medicine cabinet, and out of her reach, so that Sensara couldn't "organize" them later. She made a mental note to ask her grandfather for a stool at some point during the trip, just so she could antagonize Ryna. 

They got into bed, and she snuggled against his chest, wrapping herself in his arms. He nuzzled his head against hers. She felt his breathing slow soon afterwards. She turned around slowly, careful not to wake him. The light from Ulodny's moons flowed softly through the windows, illuminating his face. His brow was furrowed.

"I wonder what grandfather told him that has him worried?" she wondered. She shuffled up the bed so that she could press her lips against his forehead, and pull his head into her chest. She changed her vision so that she could see his emotions, and smiled gently as she felt his tension fade away at her touch. "Oh, well, I'm sure he'll tell me eventually..." she said she too fell asleep.