Please Teacher

Disclaimer: Inuyasha is owned, written and illustrated by Rumiko Takahashi.

Produced by Sunrise.





It was mid evening when Sesshomaru’s father summoned him to the elaborate deep mahogany study. Pictures of ghosts from the past adorned the tall walls while the shelves were stuffed with rare books that most thought no longer existed. Sesshomaru glanced at one of the pictures that he held close to his heart, his mother in her wedding dress sitting beside a pond in spring staring at the water with a bitter sweet smile.



His father looked up from his paper work for only a second to see him standing there. “What exactly was that little scene at your school the other day?” His father asked getting Sesshomaru’s attention back to the land of the living.



“My teacher was about to be abducted and I felt it my duty to save her.” Sesshomaru replied not mentioning anything about being head over heels for woman in mention.



“Since when do you feel the need to bother with common people?” His father asked.



Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes at his father knowing that he was trying to get a rise out of him. He had always drawn great pleasure from teasing him or embarrassing him. It was something that his teacher and father shared.



“Ms. Higurashi is special. I respect her and she is going to be tutoring me to make sure that my grades do not slip.” Sesshomaru said firmly covering all the bases.



“Higurashi?” His father repeated under his breath as if recalling a separate matter.



“Um yeah, Ms. Higurashi came to teach at my school this year.” Sesshomaru said not catching the serious look that appeared in his father’s face.



“You are dismissed.” His father said quickly waving him away.



Sesshomaru didn’t bother to voice his opinion at being dismissed in such an abrupt manner. It happened frequently when he was trying to put forth an effort and speak to his father. There was always someone or something more important than he was. He silently turned and walked out of the room taking one more look at the portrait of his mother.



Toga sat at his desk and watched his son leave. He had not heard the name Higurashi in many a year. Fate, destiny and chance were words that he didn’t believe in and now he wondered what exactly the daughter of his former partner wanted with his son. This would definitely be something to look further into.



The next morning before classes and most students had arrived at school Kikyo stood with her bow in hand. A serene calmness was in the morning air and the only sounds were that of nature. Her mind and body had reached utopia as she pulled the string back on her bow. She was just about to release when the sharp shrill voice of Ayame calling out her name made her hand jump and shoot.



Ayame made it to her side just in time for both girls to see the arrow fly past the target and into the thigh of Naraku. He went to the ground in a loud thud instantly not even seeing whom it was that had shot him in the first place. Kikyo instantly dropped her bow in shock as if it had sent an electrical shock into her body.



“He is like, going to be so pissed. Do you know how much those jeans are?” Ayame tsked shaking her head in horror at the destruction of such a good fitting pair of pants.



“To hell with the jeans Ayame! I just shot someone. No, not someone, but Sesshomaru’s best friend. They are going to ruin my life and I will end up having to do manual labor. MY NAILS CANT TAKE MANUAL LABOR!” Kikyo screamed shaking Ayame frantically.



“Maybe we should get him to the hospital or something before he bleeds to death. I think that prison would be way worse than manual labor.” Ayame said shivering



Both girls rushed over to semi shocked and barely conscious Naraku. They quickly dragged him to where his limo was and pulled the body inside. Kikyo cradled him in her arms while Ayame informed the driver the best she could of what have happened to him. Even when they arrived at the hospital Kikyo refused to leave his side.



A crowd of students had watched the scene, but had jumped to the wrong conclusion. By the time that Sesshomaru and Hiten had arrived they heard a tale of how the captain of the female archery team and the head cheerleader drugged Naraku and then dragged his body off into an unmarked car. The tales grew even wilder as they learned that Naraku was in the hospital.



“I heard that they forced him to have sex with them until his body couldn’t take it anymore.” A large dark haired guy whispered to his friend.



“I heard that they wanted to cut off his dick.” His friend whispered back to him.



“What the hell would they do with his dick?” A guy asked from behind.



“You know, they could like stuff it and make it hard and then use it on each other.”



“Why go through all that trouble? There are all kinds of great vibrators out there.” A girl said from the back of the room getting the attention from most of the males in the room.



“I heard that it was an accident.” Ms. Higurashi said seriously, but her idea was rejected instantly by the class. She of course knew that she was right, but didn’t push any further.



Meanwhile back in the hospital Kikyo waited for Naraku to come back to reality. She was still playing the different scenarios of what Naraku was going to do once he woke up. Ayame on the other hand was growing antsy and decided to go take walk around the hospital leaving them all alone. Naraku moaned and Kikyo watched as his eyes opened.



“Oh my god, oh my god. I am so sorry. Please don’t be mad.” Kikyo begged at his side.



“Are you the only one here?” Naraku asked waking and still a little hazy.



“Well they couldn’t find your mom and your dad was in a meeting. Some strung out hooker came, but they wouldn’t let her smoke so she left.” Kikyo replied fidgeting under his gaze and still trying to figure out how to tell him the truth.



“Amazing, I end up in the hospital and no one bothered to show up.” Naraku chuckled not thinking of the throbbing pain in his leg as he looked at the girl beside him and wondered who in the hell she was.



“By the way, who are you and why are you here?” Naraku asked, but before she could answer the door to the room opened. Ayame bounced into the room and flopped down.



“So did you tell him that you shot him? I have an appointment at the hair coloring place.” Ayame said popping a sucker in her mouth.



“You, you shot me!” Naraku bellowed scaring both the girls as he glared at Kikyo.



“Yeah, but I said I was sorry. What do you want me to do dedicate my life to you or something?” Kikyo frowned giving Naraku a nasty idea.



“If you don’t want me to sue you and take everything that is precious in your life I guess that you are going to agree to be my slave.” Naraku said nonchalantly.



“What the hell!” Both girls yelled



“Not you red. I have no use for another idiot. I just want the brunette.” Naraku smirked.