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 Don't Get Too Carried Away { Ito Kaori } 
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Sometimes remedial classes can get a bit too boring, or a bit too effective. It can go either ways.

There were some remedial classes up for grabs at the Campus. The Administration figured out that more than half of the student population needed help on some areas concerning their education. Most of the time, it seemed, the students were so hell-bent on partying until they were dead tired, that most of them appeared on unmapped parts of the island, without even any recollection of how they came to be in that area. They were just...there.

So it came that the remedial classes were so many, that they were up for grabs at specific days of the week. Most of the weekday slots were taken, so the other unimportant parts of the curriculum were given weekends to resolve most of their class issues.

Only two classes were held during the weekend...'Art' and 'Home Ed', and not so many students had signed up for the classes. Even more unfortunate, the students were so minimal that these subjects were in danger of being phased out, thus dashing some of the ailing student's hopes of passing to the ground.

It came to pass that quite a few students had trouble in these areas.

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Kaori had always been an exemplary student. So when her home economics teacher told her she was concerned for her ability to succeed in the class, she was shocked, and appalled of her shortcomings. Admittedly, there were a lot of terrifyingly drastic aspects of this school, but, even so, Kaori thought she should be doing better. Her teacher suggested to her that she take some remedial classes. Unfortunately, the only remedial class available took place on the weekend.

Late on Saturday afternoon, Kaori trudged her way over to the school building. As the wind blew softly rustling the leaves in the trees, she remarked on how disturbingly quiet the school was without the standard hustle and bustle of the students heading to class. As she walked up the steps to the front doors, she hoped she would be able to find something to do tonight, to help assuage her self-embarrassment of needing remedial classes.

She opened the front doors to find the hallways starkly vacant. “Expected, on a Saturday, I suppose” she thought with a bit of bitterness. The “clock-clock” of her high heeled shoes echoed down the hallway as she walked down to room 122. Upon entering the classroom, she glanced at the clock: 3:15. She was 15 minutes early, so she set her books down upon a desk, and sat down, crossing her legs, awaiting the teacher and the rest of her class.

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Saturdays always presented a bad thing to Kouzakai.

The monster was famished. A week of no 'activity' had sent him to foraging 'food' only now...Saturday...and it was the most hated day of the week. There were too few classes, and most of the 'dorm' monsters had first dibs on the students since most of them were resting...or doing otherwise...in the fake safety of their dorm rooms.

He just figured he'd do a silent rounds of the school, just in case. The grounds were hauntingly silent but for someone like him, this was just the perfect time to catch anyone who might be astray.

Luck.

Luck was with him that time, seemingly because there was one soul who thought that it might be better to go into the classrooms on a Saturday than in the weekdays. It seemed he wouldn't have to go hungry during the weekend.

Elated, he made his way into the buildings in a way only he knew how...using stealth.

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The minutes ticked by, as she sat in the cold classroom; evidently, the air conditioning still ran full blast on the weekends. Her school issued skirt was much too short to completely cover herself, especially when she sat down. The cold surface of the desk chair on her upper thighs was uncomfortable. The clock ticked past 3:35, and she began to wonder if she had gotten the time or location of the class wrong. After checking her notes, and the notice she had received, she confirmed the time and location, but still, no one else had arrived.

Still unsure, she got up from her chair, and walked into the hallway to check the other rooms. Once in the hallway, she felt the cool rush of the ocean breeze through the hallway. She turned to look for the air current’s source, and saw the doors to the school left wide open letting in the rays of the sun outside. Sure that someone else must have entered the building, and not having seen anyone pass the class she had sat in, she walked down the hallway towards the open door, peaking her head in and out of each classroom she passed.

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The building was easy enough to get into. Now to get the girl...

He has been hanging upside down from one of the beams of the building, waiting for the right time and the perfect moment to get to 'know' her more easily. It wasn't easy, the beam was about to collapse from his weight. Although it did break, he was quick enough to get away and make himself scarce.

The beam broke in two, and one part of it went down onto the floor below, just missing the girl by inches. So much for stealth, but now to hide and still track her down.

That leaflet that they gave out was a great help. Seeing it on the ground provided him an idea that there just might be a chance to satisfy his carnal cravings.

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As she turned away from the last classroom, she heard a crack from above, and a massive log fell from the ceiling, nearly impaling her, causing her to yelp with fright, and send her books flying. As the wooden beam rattled and rolled on the floor, the girl clutched her chest, in an attempt to reclaim her breath and composure. She looked up at the ceiling, and spotted the source of the debris: one of the massive support beams had snapped in two, leaving the other half oddly askew with the pattern and design of the ceiling structure.

At her feet, she noticed a small flyer, announcing that all Saturday classes were closed for this week, due to a complete massive school cleaning, and that Room 190 could be used for studying while the school was being cleaned. This explained for the absence. Though still shaken from her near death experience, she was reminded of her initial reason for being at the school: to study. Legs shaking slightly from the adrenaline rush, she knelt down awkwardly to pick up her fallen books, the recent polishing causing her high heels to slip and slide on the floor. Despite her disposition, she headed down to room 190 to study. If nothing else she would be able to tell someone about broken support beam.

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Chances are, she might already be in on to him. She might already have an idea that she might not be alone in this building. She might be...

Surprise surprise. There was a personnel in the building which was cleaning...quite a number of them. Though it was tempting to dispose of them, there was a standing rule for them monsters that they were not, in anyway, to tamper with school material and that included personnel. They might be monsters but they still had to follow the great Headmasters or else suffer their wrath...which no monster had ever come back to tell a story of.

Shuddering at the thought of his last view being a large, cleaving hack to the head, he conveniently dodged the cleaning crew on the way to that room...Room 190, which was quite empty save for the chairs, the teacher's desk, and an oversized broom closet. Seemingly it was placed here for no other reason other than...

Well, if they were strict enforcers, they can also be generous benefactors.

He smiled to himself, as he silently slid into the broom closet and remain an unseen spectator.

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When she finally reached the room, she looked inside, yet no one was there. “Funny” she thought, with this being the only room open, there certainly should have been, at least other students here. Well, she was right, other unlucky students HAD been here, lured to be raped and ravaged.

Despite the room’s emptiness, it was a quiet place to study, which seemed perfect for Kaori. She placed her textbook on the table, and opened it to the chapter on the different aspects of saving money, especially the wardrobe section, spending most of her time perusing the pictures of the male models, sporting second hand clothes, which the text book said would help save money. “Even if the textbook’s boring, they certainly did a good job with the pictures,” she thought. She turned the page, and the textbook showed a shirtless, chiseled, rugged man, fixing a house. It was captioned: “doing your own home repairs can save huge amounts of money. Not only can doing it yourself save money on labor costs, but keeping a home in good shape saves on energy costs, and generally is cheaper in the long run by. . .” but Kaori’s mind began to wander, her eyes stared at the tan, chiseled abs, built pecs, and toned arms of the man in the book. She imagined taking his pants off, her hand subconsciously reaching up her skirt, caressing between her legs. Now truly glad no one else was in the room, she began rubbing the lips of her sex through the cloth of her panties, licking her lips, her eyes fixated on the crotch of the man in the picture.

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A silent lecher sees through the tiny slit of the broom closet.

Kouzakai's company were no more than a few brooms and a slightly used mop, still new and placed the for effect. It was hot, and uncomfortably dry inside the closet but he knows this will pay off. The leaflet made sure of that. And he knew he was not alone in the building, save for the workers. There was bound to be...someone.

That someone came into the room some seconds later, perplexed at the state the room was in. Either she was surprised it was so clean, or she was confused that it was devoid of any other students, save for her. Though she did question that, the monster welcomed it....greatly. All the more for him to use the room efficiently. With this thought in mind, he grew impatient.

Minutes passed and the student was well on the way of reading something, perhaps notes or a book. She was into reading intently when she glanced around...and her breathing suddenly changed. This were little signs he was so accustomed to spotting.

And sure enough, the hand which he was sure were used to writing notes and stuff guided themselves down to the girl's covered honeypot. It was all like a movie which he's seen hundreds of times, but never grew tired of watching. He even predicted her next move correctly...the slow, rubbing motion over her lips.

He grew even more impatient, but just for fun and for more pleasure, remained silently still inside the eeriely large closet.

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