The island was quite large for one student to discover all hidden places for one day, but it never did stop the new students from trying. No. Some really intrepid students even take up the challenge of trekking from the start of dawn during the previous day, thinking that when tomorrow comes they would have covered the entire island on foot. But instead, what happens is that sometimes, they end up coming back after a week or two, or even after months. The longest someone has been lost is a year. The weeks were normal, but a year...yet no one could provide a steady answer why they had been gone for a year.

So is the mystery of the island to most freshmen.

One of the attractive areas on this island was this nifty little cave somewhere on the island's southern side. This island was something of a spot for solitude, or some of the island's resident lovers' love nest. Very few people can actually tell you about the bearings of the cave, but if you do figure out the bearings and how to find it, it's heaven.

Imagine that after a very tiring week of exams and whatnot you go to the beach. Going south from there you reach this nice, little secluded cave with a very small entrance. But once you get inside...wow.

It has craggy surfaces near the entrance, a bit of a rough terrain but once you get a little more deeper you get greeted by soft, moss covered flooring, reminiscent of a well carpeted room. And inside is a secret underground river which runs gently, smoothly, the calm, clear, cool waters enticing a tired young girl to relax...'unwind'...and sometimes, let herself go 'loose'.

The secret as to why most students...and most lovers picked the spot, is that because no one can absolutely hear you from the outside. It's a bit far from the surface, so that by the time sound waves actually escape, all that is to be heard is a faint squeak. As for the 'other' secret...well, that's for the freshmen to find out for themselves.

Besides being an incorrigible pervert, Persephone Williams was one thing: stubborn. Really, absolutely, positively, mule class stubborn as Almighty Hell with CAPITALIZED, bold, italicized and underlined letters. With a side of foolhardy, of course, but Persephone Williams was beyond caring when it came to the public opinions of others and went on her merry way around the island at the crack of dawn. It was a particularly muggy day, which made trekking around somewhat of a challenge for the cute, pink haired girl, but she persevered in spite of herself.

She had heard talk of a secret cove from one of the sophomores as well as a few other choice attractions on their personal tract of land in the middle of scenic nowhere and had immediately decided to go exploring the first chance she got. She decided to go on a Saturday, knowing she wouldn't be missed during the weekend if she took too long. And boy...did she ever! It had taken her most of a day, but she eventually made it down south to the little piece of loner (or lovers in some cases) heaven. She was not disappointed.

The girl sighed, her chest heaving a little with the action as she slipped off her boots and high socks and let her feet relax and take in the soft moss under her feet, a blissful sigh escaping her lips.

The waters were freely flowing that day, but it did not reflect the real turmoil underneath.

Beneath was a creature straight out of the monster movies and stories of old. It was something scale, with dorsal fins on each arm and each leg. On it's back was a pretty large fin which extended from the back of it's neck down to it's tail bone. On it's head was a fin the shape of a mohawk, and yellow eyes peered from out of the sockets.

This day, Kouzakai had immersed himself on some kind of reflex training. Most of his attacks ended up with the prey almost getting away, and that was not a good statistical figure. He had to fix it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to launch successful attacks in the future.

He struggled to stay afloat in midst of the undercurrents, and was doing a great job. Something cam at him at once...it looked like a weird kind of fish, but was really one of the minor aliens in the waters that escaped from some lab scientist's beaker or aquarium. With a flash he avoided it and whipped it dead. He looked as his prize drifted away in the distance, it's green blood trailing.

But then as he looked back, more of them were coming at him, in packs. It seemed that the blood of the earlier victim had attracted them. Rolling his eyes, he readied himself for the initial impact.

One of them nearly buried it's teeth in him but he swam to the side. He was faster than each of them, zigzagging in whatever space he could find in between the critters and whipping them one by one. The cracks where fast and lightning quick, and in a few seconds most floated dead, on the way to the open sea.

Careless scientists, he though.

Slowly he was about to resurface when he felt something...a presence. From up the surface. He figured it would be best to lie in wait, and wait for the surprise to reveal itself.

Like someone once said, spring the trap.

It was very cool within the secret cave and it suited her quite nicely, though she wished it were a tad warmer so she could just lie down and take a nap. Seph didn't go to sleep very easily until her body was either running a fever of 40 C or she was swathed in a lot of blankets to warm her up. Perhaps the idea of being surrounded by heat came from her somewhat childish notions, but she liked the way she was and wouldn't change for the world.

Her ears picked up the sound of running water and she followed it warily, deeper into the cave until she came to the edge of an underground river. She smiled at the naturally formed wonder and reached in to splash the water around a bit, testing out the temperature. Cold, but not too cold. Just right enough to keep her awake, but not push her sensibilities. At the moment, though, she didn't feel up for an all-out swim so she decided to sit on the bank and give her sore feet a nice, cool soak in the river. She bristled as her skin came in contact with the cold liquid, her nipples hardening in response to the bad case of goosebumps she was experiencing.

He was just beneath the surface of the water, his skin blending nicely with his underwater surroundings. It perfectly hid his tall, slender form, him registering as just a wall under the vastness of the water.

He didn't dare break the surface of the water, as it was near suicide to do such. He had not yet laid the surprise, nor had he set up the trap. Time. Time is of the essence here, and he's got plenty of that after this morning's 'exercise'.

Slowly two feet broke thru the surface of the water, and into the plain view of Kouzakai. They looked dainty, pale underwater, but reflected smoothness. He wold have given, at that moment, anything to yank them underwater. But patience is a virtue. He must wait, so as not to startle this otherwise tasty morsel that had fallen into the webs of the proverbial spider. Treat the situation like fine wine, he said to himself. The longer it ferments, the better it tastes.

And as such, he was waiting to get a full glimpse of the girl, and her body. Slowly he made his way through the surface of the water, the only visible thing are his eyes, which looked like yellow spots on a wall.

Seph smiled as her feet adjusted to the cool temperature, lying back on the moss covered ground gently kicking her legs back and forth. The girl moved forward a bit so that she submerged her legs up to her knees, revelling in the pleasant and soothing sensation on her sweaty skin. The moss made a lovely cushion for her head and if the cave were warmer and less dank, she would have happily fallen asleep right there on the ground. Her goosebumps went away, but the feeling of her hardening nipples chaffing against her shirt ( she wore no bra even with her bust size and her breasts still managed to stay perky).

The pink-haired girl pulled off her rabbit hat, knowing it would get dislodged when she pulled her dress over her head and neatly folded aside. Now she was left only in a loose white shirt and a pair of cute heart print panties. She laid back down and stretched, her back arching in the movement. She grinned. Much better! Less constricting and her little problem would go away soon enough so she could put her snug, warm dress back on again.

The monster stayed still in the moving waters, watching the peculiar movements of this new student.

He hasn't seen her on the school before, so she definitely has to be a new student. Silently he watched her every action, from her removing her other clothing, to her stretching out and purring in the process like a fat, lazy cat in front of a warm fire. The way she's been, it's as if she was unconsciously waiting for him to make a move.

That wouldn't be possible, wouldn't it? He was certain that he was well hidden despite the fact that yes, he seems to be visible thru the way his form slices the currents. Although he knows it's not too much to be visible to any lazy observer. He just hopes that was the case.

Slowly, his tentacles snake their slimy way through the water, slowly nearing the girl's submerged ankles as he slowly makes his plans work.

Persephone had no idea about what was to happen to her, so she laid content for a little while as Kouzakai seemed to be finally making his move. Feeling a little less hard and, therefore, less sensitive she reached out to grab and put her dress back on. She frowned when she realized she had threw the folded article of clothing out of reach. She pulled her legs out of the water, her skin barely being brushed by the tentacles seeking to possibly trap her. The girl had blinked as she got up, having felt something in the water and stood near the edge looking in. She had wondered if, perhaps, a fish had touched her and looked for it. Finding none, she simply shrugged and turned about to fetch her pink dress.

The idea was to draw her into the water...maybe surprise her...but he hadn't seen the possibility that she was going to stand up and start on her way once more.

Seeing this turning out in quite a different way from the one he envisioned, he shot out of the water in a powerful propulsion. He landed on the banks with calculated proficiency, dropping lightly in spite of his size. Slowly he walked towards the girl.

" I had been watching you." He said, looming closer and closer to the surprised girl. " Welcome to my pad, and might I say...you have dressed nicely for the occassion."

He was referring to the dress she had on at the moment, which was...quite not too much for the type of occassion. His eyes drank in her form.

The girl pulled the pink dress over her head, tugging it down and slipping her arms into the sleeves. She fixed the longer sleeves of the white shirt underneath, pulling them out where they had bunched up near her shoulders when a loud sound caught her attention.

The girl whirled around, pink hair whipping into her face as she caught Kouzakai's landing just in time. She stared wide eyed at him like a doe caught in the headlights, frozen where she stood with fear. Even as he loomed ever closer to her small, insignificant form she did not dare to move in case he struck her. She trembled, though, wishing she could start on a mad dash for the exit.

"W-watching m-me?" she inquired, coming out of her stupor to ask the question. She could smell him then, she realized as he had gotten much too close and was giving her an eyeful. She took a tentative step back. "Occasion? And...what might that be, pray tell?" She stooped down and grabbed her rabbit hat, gripping it in her hands as she slowly stood back up.

" Well, for starters let's say you found my...small pad. Bravo, bravo." He said, clapping in a mocking pattern and stopping just a few inches away from the terrified girl. " It took most freshmen a while to get here, but you managed to do it as soon as you came to the school."

She did not even notice it but her feet were on the brink of falling into the water. Might've looked calm to her eyes but of course the surface did not reflect the fast undercurrents underneath which might tow her directly to other parts of the cave...and that wasn't what he wanted to happen.

As quick as a whip one tentacle whipped out and grabbed her by the hand, in the case she might slip on the moos and fall. 'Course he will be going after her but he didn't want her getting wet...for a change he wanted the banks of this cave to be witness to something far more satisfying than Sunday afternoon TV.

" As for the occassion..." he said. " You did manage to get into this cave. It's been a long time since someone came here, and I do thank you for visiting." He gave her an evil grin. " I would like that you rather stay here for a long time. Don't go just yet."

"Well, my parents always said I was stubborn," she told him, trying very hard not to teeter over the edge of sanity. She wanted to move back, but was stopped from doing so when as tentacle came out and abruptly took her by the hand. She turned to run and saw that had she blindly gone off, she would have dropped right into the water. She didn't know whether or not she should be thankful for the fact that he saved her from a watery grave or to be frightened of his other plans for her now that the girl was in his grasp....

He was so close to her, she could practicallu taste his musk. She stepped aside, away from the water's edge, but not by much. That tentacle of his still had a grip on her.

"Well, it's certainly too bad that I have a test to study for and I really must be going," she said with a mockingly sweet smile to compliment his evil grin. "But thanks for saying hello...now if you'd kindly let me go.."

" Why leave too soon?" he spoke. " We can have all kinds of fun in here...most probably not fit for anyone to see."

He did not remove the binding tentacle he had on her, and just as a precaution, another snaked its way towards her ankle, slowly inching bit by bit until it could latch on to the target.

" Plus you haven't thanked me...the currents are dangerous here." He said, using a tentacle to point out the active waters. " You should be really indebted to me."

Slowly he moved some reed thin tentacles to tease her young, supple body, playing across the surfaces of fabrics wherever they touched. He looked at her face...it was a mixture of both fear and fake courage, trying to show the monster that she wasn't afraid whatsoever of him.

Although of course...who wouldn't be? At 7'5" and a lot of tentacles flailing behind him now, making him look taller than ever...who in their right mind would ever try and fight?

" Come on, I swear I will not hurt you." He said, returning a smile. " Though of course... I can't promise anything about the 'hurting' part."

"Fun?" she asked, though she knew what kind he was talking about. She tried to pull away, but he had wrapped a tentacle around one of her ankles already. She couldn't move without falling over and that meant being left in a vulnerable position and being vulnerable meant she stood no chance of leaving. Not that she had much of it now, while, standing, but it made her feel better to be up and about.

She blinked and looked behind her and saw that it was moving pretty fast if she squinted at it. But as they say, out of the frying pan and into the fire. He had saved her from the fast undercurrents of the river, but now she was in worse danger. She shivered, her blue eyes moving back to look up at Kouzakai. The girl felt somewhat cowed by him, his tall form and various tentacles not helping her in the least. Although she was fearful, a part of her seemed a little excited because she had a thing for taller men (although she wouldn't exactly call him a man) and often fantisized about tentacles (the reason why she was sent to a boarding school).

"Heh...not hurting, huh? Any particular reason why you'd hurt a cute little thing like me?" she asked, wondering if she could tackle him down, as foolish as the notion was.

( Do boarding schools and tentacles have a connection? Just a thought. )

" Well, for starters you might do some...stupid things." He said. " By that I mean the traditional biting, scratching, kicking..."

" Then again..." He said as he walked forward, kind of looming over the girl, but not really looking at her. He was more like a professor right now, explaining something to a naivette student. "...you might have some smart ideas like a kick to the jaw, or a punch. That might make me really mad."

At that moment, the tentacles flailed madly.

" In which case I might do something I also might regret, but well within the bounds of punishing you to make you behave."

Once again he began to walk...away, and then sat on the floor, seemingly trying to relax.

" Now if you're going to cooperate this will be a really nice day...even for you." He said, trying hard to offer his nicest smile in an effort to calm the girl enough for him to start.