Home Economics was another class that Masato actually enjoyed... somewhat.  Kakegawa-sensei was achingly alluring and he couldn't just ignore her like he could his female classmates, which really didn't help his raging libido.  He tried to keep it under control, but it was rather difficult spending an entire class period without imagining himself slamming her against her desk, tearing off her clothes and making her scream.  His only consolation was that he could sometimes distract himself with the classwork.  He really wanted to be able to better help his mother at home and his meals were getting better -- the class was a great opportunity to hone his practical skills and he was able to lose himself in it enough to ease his impulses most of the time.<br/><br/>Kakegawa's tardiness was becoming gradually more worrisome, however, and he could tell that the recent disappearances were likely causing an unusual amount of concern among the students.  Nearly everyone was speculating freely now and the gossip was grating on his nerves.  He was about to storm out of class when Matt beat him to it, closing the door behind him.  A few of the guys seemed to think he was going to hunt down everyone's favorite fantasy and made to follow him, but they quickly settled back down when Masato rose from his desk, his seat screeching against the floor as it was pushed back.  He walked slowly to the door, cowing the other students as he passed them.  He opened the door and turned to them with a menacing fanged grin and said, "Everyone be good little boys and girls, now," then slammed the door shut behind him.<br/><br/>Relief.  He didn't see where Matt had darted off to, but he figured he had a hunch.  The situation had frazzled his nerves, however, and he really needed a smoke so he made his way to the roof.  Hopefully he'd have enough time to burn one and make it back down in time to ask Matt if there really was something to be worried about.<br/><br/>He hoped there was not.