Chapter eight: Date Offer:

Saturday came along. Mosh enjoyed the weekends; that gave him time to rest. No school. No work. Just forty-eight hours of freedom. First rule of business? Sleeping in, of course. That usually lasted about noon. This morning had a different effect on him. His head was filled with dirty dreams. Noiz was staring in them naturally. Ever since that Thursday night, the mouse couldn’t help but to dream about her. He wanted more. The kitty had become a drug to him. That night she opened new gates for him to explore. His teacher worked her way into his mind.

But, Noiz was holding out on him. They were slowly walking through their “private lessons.” That was torture on Mosh’s innocent mind. She was doing this to him on purpose. His teacher was hanging the bait in front of him and pulling him in closer to her. The evil charm made Mosh hungrier for more…

The mouse awoke in wet sheets again. He gritted his teeth as he looked up at the ceiling. This was the fifth time this week. Surely, chronic wet dreams weren’t healthy. Mosh sat up in his bed, shaking his head. I need a better outlet for this. He needed to get out of his apartment. Yeah, that will help. Mosh climbed out of bed and walked over to his bathroom.

In a few moments, the mouse was outside of his apartment. He looked around at the fresh summer morning. Seems so quiet around the apartment complex today. Mosh closed his eyes and took in the silence. His mind faded into blank. No thoughts of school, video games, or Noiz formed in this moment. He just felt… better. Mosh opened his eyes again. I’ll just go wherever, then. Then, he headed down the black, metal stairs before Yumi could rape his ear this morning.

Felt so weird to be out in the city not going to class or getting dinner. Mosh felt like a tourist this Saturday morning. He almost wondered why he didn’t do this more often. Oh yeah, schoolwork and trying to keep up for graduation! *Sweat drop on the mouse’s head* He just remembered that he had homework due next week. Mosh sighed aloud. I’ll have to do it later, then. But now, he needed this “therapy.” Noiz wrecked him like this and now it was time for some fixing. Mosh continued down the street.

After a couple of hours of aimlessly walking, his stomach lightly rumbled. Time for some breakfast. Mosh looked around at the many cafes open this morning. What to choose? Something sweet or meaty? Maybe some coffee and a pasty. That sounds good right now! Mosh looked around for a breakfast pastry café. He came to a doll house-style café called Pippo. He made a face at the blindingly pink exterior of a building. They live up to their theme, don’t they? Still, food was food. Maybe it won’t be so bad…

Oh dear god, Mosh had died and gone to… hell! Pippo was a combination of Small World in Disney and a bad acid trip. Even the waitresses looked like the Stepford wives. They place sent a chill down his spine. He tried not to make any eye contact. Just get through this and get the hell out as fast as you could! Suddenly, the mouse noticed someone sitting next to him at his table. Against his better judgment, the mouse looked up. The face of his provocative kitty teacher was staring back at him. Moby nearly felt out of his chair.

“Sensei!” he exclaimed. “What are you doing here?!?” Noiz giggled at him.

“Getting breakfast like a normal person,” she replied. Mosh blinked at her.

“Yeah, but why here?” he asked with an uncomfortable emphasis on “here.” Noiz gave him a little shrug.

“Felt like it,” she said. “I just got up this morning, drove into the city, and just came here for breakfast at random.” Mosh only nodded at her. Noiz looked in closer at him.

“And what about you?” she asked. “I never pegged you for a doll person.” Mosh quickly shook his head.

“I’m not!” he blurted out. “I just came here to get something to eat.” Noiz only laughed at his rash answer and red face. Mosh’s tomato cheeks became roses now.

“What?!?” he yelped. The kitty teacher gave him a cute little smile.

“Oh, I see,” she said. The mouse looked down at the table.

“I’m pathetic for coming to a creepy place out of hunger, aren’t I?” he mumbled. Noiz only smiled and lightly placed her hand on his knee. Mosh only glanced at her.

“Not really,” she said. Her student said nothing. Then, an idea came into Noiz’s head.

“When was the last time you went out on a date, Mosh-kun?” she asked out of the blue. The student looked up at her, blinking.

“Why?” he asked. Noiz slowly leaned in close.

“Let’s go out on date,” she purposed. The mouse really became lost.

“Right now?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Noiz said with a nod.

“Right now? Today?” the mouse asked.

“Yes,” Noiz said again. Mosh looked around with his eyes for a moment. Noiz gave him a sexy little smile as she waited.

“It beats staying around here,” she said in a low voice. The mouse nodded.

“Yeah,” he said. “But you are my teacher!”

“Not today,” Noiz pointed out. “I’m just a woman looking for a good time and you seem like the person to give it to me. So what do you day?” She began rubbing on his leg for an extra measure. Mosh tried to resist and look away. That didn’t last long, however. He lowered his head.

“Fine sensei,” Mosh said almost in a whisper. Noiz smiled at him.

“First, we’re not in school today,” she corrected. “So you don’t have to call me sensei. My name is Noiz. Got it?” Mosh nodded at her, slowly.

“Okay, sen- I mean Noiz,” he replied. The kitty gave him a little lick on the cheek. The mouse blushed as she slowly drew back and let go.

“Good boy,” Noiz murmured. “Now, let’s get out of here.” Her “date” nodded at her with a blank expression on his face.

“Right…” he said almost in daze. Noiz playfully took him by the hand and led him out of the café into the now lively streets of Tokyo.