"He made me sprain my ankle!" 

Ace's voice is the first to catch your ears as he limps into the classroom, his arm wrapped around Sabo's neck for support as the blonde guides him along.

"How did he make you sprain your ankle?" The younger brother questions as he helps the freckled raven into his chair before taking a seat beside him, a cheerful grin plastered across his face. "He told you to stretch before running!"

"I didn't need to stretch!"

"Evidently, you did."

It's very clear to you that he's speaking about the new gym teacher, Mr. Charlotte. He's taking over from Mr. Garp and so far, each of the brothers have challenged the poor man in one way or another. 

Luffy had challenged him in wrestling which he had won through cheating apparently (although Mr. Charlotte claims it was all fair.) and Sabo had challenged the coach with his verbal smarts which only earned him a detention and Ace...apparently, the raven was just being rebellious and refused to stretch. 

Luckily for him, this Geography lesson is the last class of the day.

A dark chuckle catching your attention but sadly, it isn't your teacher's, he still hasn't shown up it seems.

Your orbs flickering toward a certain boy in your class with shocking red hair, he's wearing a black leather jacket with a white skull on the back, it looks like the skull also has a knife through it's head. 

Oh, of course, Eustass Kid.

His group of friends are all wearing leather jackets with the same logo on the back. 

A certain blue-haired girl immediately silencing his laughter when she accidentally nudges into his chair as she passes him on the way to her own desk, earning herself a cold glare.

"I'm sor--"

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, YOU STUPID BITCH!"

This doesn't surprise you in the least, Kid is known for his temper, after all.

Killer already placing a hand on the redhead's shoulder to gain his attention, a disapproving look on his face. "Stop it, Kid. She said she's sorry." The blonde now nodding his head at the girl with a somewhat sheepish smile on his lips. "It's fine, Vivi." 

Despite looking like she's about to cry, she still continues on to her desk, taking a seat beside Nami and Bonney. 

"She should cut down on the damn chocolate, her fat ass almost took my head off!"

Damn, Kid! No mercy for the poor girl!

Now you're growing a little impatient as you begin to doodle on the front of your text book, the rest of the class are still all talking amongst themselves. 

Drake and Hawkins are bickering back and forth over who would win in a fight between a superhero and a fortune teller, why a fortune teller is even on the table is a little puzzling but it's the very least of your concerns.

There's Trafalgar Law with his group of friends, they're all being mildly quiet though, chatting lowly about a comic they all like to read. 

There's Bege sat beside you but he's not too talkative, in fact he's pretty content in texting his girlfriend, Chiffon. Sat on the other side of you is Zoro but he's fast asleep in his seat, feet propped up on the table and his head tilted back as he snores. 

And then there's Apoo sat in front of you, seemingly playing drums on the table using his pencils and shockingly, the rhythm isn't at all bad. It would seem that he's quite the musician. 

And finally, there's Urouge off to the back of the class, the guy seemingly meditating despite the fact that Luffy is poking at his face, trying to gain his attention.

"Shishishi~! He's like a statue~!"

Lord have mercy on this man, he's just tryna mind his own business.

Finally, that familiar chuckle reaches your ears, you can hear it coming from the hallway outside the classroom. Most of the students also notice it and immediately fall quiet, beginning to take their stationary items out of their bags, if they hadn't already. 

The ones who were already unpacked simply just make themselves look busy and then there's Zoro, Luffy and Apoo. 

Zoro is still fast asleep, Luffy is flopping across his desk for whatever reason and Apoo is still playing drums, finishing a 'solo' apparently before he launches one of the pencils across the room, bouncing it off Kid's head in the process. 

You could barely contain your snicker as the redhead turns around with a burning glare in his eyes, his shoulders tensing as he begins to rise to his feet, clearly about ready to kill a man but Heat and Wire both urge him to calm down since Mr. Donquixote is nearby. 

"Pull that shit again and I'll punch those stupid teeth of yours down your throat!"

"Fufufu~! Eustass, sit yourself down." Mr. Donquixote himself chimes as he finally enters the classroom, your mood immediately lightening up at the sight, he's wearing his usual smile and fancy suit, as well as the pink furcoat over the top.

You notice another teacher stood in the doorway, Mr. Dracule. 

You assume he was the one that Doffy was chuckling with a moment ago, although the raven-haired teacher looks more irritated than amused as the blonde hands him a pile of paperwork from his desk.

"I should warn you, some of the pages are sticky because Trebol handled them fufufu~!"

Yeah, sure. Trebol.

"Digusting." The golden-eyed teacher grumbles coldly, taking the papers nonetheless before he makes his way out of the room, leaving Mr. Donquixote to teach.

And by teach, I mean he only takes a seat at his desk, leaning back in his chair and propping his feet up on the desk. 

"Okay, I didn't make a lesson plan for today so just tell me as much as you can about...hm, Alaska!" The blonde carelessly grins, you can feel his eyes staring at you from behind his shades as he speaks to the class. "Luffy, get on with your work. Apoo, keep your musical talents within Mr. Brooks' class. And Roronoa..." The teacher simply grabs a whiteboard pen from his desk and throws it at the greenette, managing to hit the boy square in the face with it and jolt him awake. 

"WH-WHAT?! What happen--?!"

"Don't fall asleep in my class, you brat." Mr. Donquixote simply voices as his attention turns to Trafalgar Law. "And you, don't frown at me like that or you'll be staying back after lesson." You didn't even realize the student was frowning at him, you were too distracted by the charismatic tutor.

"Huh? I wasn't frowning!" 

"You're frowning right now~!" 

"That's just his face." You smugly state aloud which results in most of the class laughing at the poor boy's expense, even Mr. Donquixote chuckles, the blonde's attention turning fully toward you now. 

"[F/n], detention after school for an hour. I don't condone bullying in my classroom." The blonde's authoritative words make you smirk to yourself before you feign an upset look, completely ignoring Kid in the background as he makes fun of Trafalgar about his 'frowny' face.

Oops, sorry Law.

"Alright, everyone get on with your work otherwise you'll all be spending an hour with me after school~!" Of course, nothing else needs to be said, nobody in this class wants to spend an hour with this man after school...well, except for you, anyway.

The rest of the lesson flies by pretty quickly, something you're rather thankful for.

You take your time to pack away your things as the students all leave the room, Mr. Donquixote waiting for the last student to leave before he closes the classroom door, an impish smirk etched into his features.

"Now for your detention." The blonde tauntingly murmurs as he begins to make his way over to you.

"Oh no, what a tragedy." A cheeky smile spreading across your lips as you rise from your seat, making your way around the desk and fully allowing him to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you closer before lifting you up onto the table. 

"Fufufu~! You'll have to be more quiet this time though, my star pupil."

He might be right however, you're usually pretty loud during your encounters.

A teacher and a student regularly having sex after school? That's a big no-no.

"I'll try, no promises though." You calmly hum, your breath fanning his lips as your fingers slowly begin to unfasten the buttons of his dress shirt.

You might be at the legal age of consent but,

This is still very much frowned upon.

The tall blonde tugging his tie from around his neck before pressing the material to your mouth, tying it up tightly behind your head, his alluring smirk never wavering in the slightest.

"Then I'll just have to make you be quiet...~"

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