Not Another High School Fic

Chapter 7



Inuyasha’s Teacher



Inuyasha Murashu spent lunch alone as usual. For those who knew nothing about the hanyou it would seem strange for such a popular student to eat alone, but there was a good reason for it.



During lunch periods Inuyasha, who hated the taste of cafeteria food, would use a staff badge that he got from his father to leave the school and walk across the street to Wacdonalds. There he would order two double cheeseburgers, super sized fries, ten piece chicken nuggets, and a bottled water. After getting his strange supply of food he headed into his own car that he hid in the Wacdonald’s parking lot so it wouldn’t be seen around Sesshoumaru’s.



Inuyasha drove a Flamewheel just like his brother, but Sesshoumaru’s was built for class while Inuyasha’s was just plain pimped out. He had MP3 players, flat screen TV, a whole collection of DVDs under his seat, several different video game consoles, and a small kitchen so he could get drinks and make Hot Pockets.



The hanyou spent lunch period devouring his food while watching some anime. He was right in the middle of Love Hina when Yuska made him go to bed last night, so now he had to finish the episode during lunch rather then watching an action movie. This meant that he would be in fourth period on time for once.



“Why make an anime with sexy woman who fall into sexual situations that has no sex in it?” was all Inuyasha could ask as he threw his trash on the floor boards knowing one of the maids would clean it out tonight.



Since there was only one more period in the day to go Inuyasha drove his car and parked it close to the school so he could have an easy exit. He returned to the building with a frown, because he enjoyed his alone time a bit too much. It wasn’t that he was some kind of freak that got shunned by all the other students he just liked being alone. The only people he actually considered friends were Sango Slayer and Miroku Kazanna, and he didn’t even speak to them after school. The only other times he was around others were at basketball practice, keg parties, and if he could find a girl to have sex with.



He didn’t want to admit it to himself, but Inuyasha was becoming a bit bored with this lifestyle. Not the part where he ate mass amounts of food while watching TV, but his social life. When he seen human couples in the hall holding hands he grew a bit jealous. It must have been nice to have one person you can confide in and tell everything to and at the same time make out with like the youkai in the hallway could be seen doing.



Inuyasha shook his head. He didn’t need anyone to trust, because he had himself and that’s all that mattered. If he was bored he had all the money in the world to go out to clubs or buy things, and if he was horny there were whores like Ayame who would please him as well as a number of girls he had on the side.



He then thought about Ayame and how her presence was beginning to annoy him. It was true she wasn’t like Cali Nip who hung on someone that didn’t like her, but she always spoke so open about their actions during school. What if he did find someone he wouldn’t to share a bit of his life with and she was around talking about how she gave him a blowjob? She also had a way of watching everything he did and commenting on it. Just yesterday he ran into her at a department store and she gave him a hard time about buying stuff in a normal person’s store instead of Blaskins, the expensive mall where Sesshoumaru did all his shopping.



Of course Inuyasha went straight to his Remedial English class without stopping at his locker. He wasn’t the type to bring textbooks and homework to class and be prepared. He decided way back in the sixth grade that he wasn’t good at writing or reading so it would be just best to give up. Of course he wouldn’t get his diploma, but with his father’s money why would he need it? He would just drop out after four years and tell his dad that he graduated.



The bell rang right as he entered the classroom for the first time. Since he usually didn’t come to school until one of his movies were over it wasn’t rare to appear five minutes before the last bell would rang.



“Ah not an early bird are you?” a sweet but yet strong female voice asked him.



Inuyasha saw that he was being addressed by a young woman who was wearing a black mini skirt and a white blouse. As strange as it was she kind of reminded him of that Kagome girl from gym class. She had raven hair and large doe eyes, but her hair was longer and smooth and she was a bit taller.



“Who the hell are you?” Inuyasha asked not recognizing this student.



“Double detention,” she told him.



“What?”



“One for asking such a rude question to your superior and another for wearing a gym talisman outside of your Phys. Ed class.”



Inuyasha looked down and indeed saw that the necklace was around his neck even after he bashed Kagome for it, “I forgot, no wait! I don’t do detentions! And what do you mean superior?”



“I am your new English teacher Miss. Yamada,” the girl replied, “so sit down and we will talk about your detentions after class. Now remove that necklace.”



“Big deal that its on,” he groaned, “its not like me being more like a human is going to help me in here, and how are you a teacher? Aren’t you a bit too young?”



“Flattery is not going to get you out of detention Mr.?”



“Murashu, Inuyasha.”



“Oh I see, so you’re a Murashu? That explains why you won’t serve your detention.”



“Hold on! If you think I am one of those rich boys who wants to buy his way out of detention you have another thing coming! I don’t want to serve it just because I don’t want to serve it.”



A smirk played on the teacher’s lips, “oh I see. So you just want to establish yourself as a rebel in this school.”



“That’s right so I am not serving your damn detention!”



“How sad. You are just a rich boy who wants to find his place in the normal world of a public school.”



“Shut up!” he yelled.



“That’s a third detention so take your seat Mr. Murashu.”



Inuyasha took his seat but didn’t look too happy about it. The teacher smiled in triumph before going up to the chalkboard and writing out Miss. Kikyo Yamada. As she did so Inuyasha studied her and couldn’t help but look at her ass. It seemed for the first time in any class he wouldn’t be yelled at for not paying attention to the teacher. He was going to pay attention, because he liked what he saw.



“I have noticed most of the teachers here go by first names,” Kikyo turned around causing Inuyasha to become disappointed, “but for now lets stick with Miss. Yamada. I am taking over for the usual English teacher that retired shortly after first semester, but this class will have the same rules.”



“Ginta was right,” Inuyasha heard someone behind him whisper, “teacher has a nice ass.”



Inuyasha spun around and stared at Kouga, “why do you have to sit behind me wolf!”



“A better view,” Kouga replied, “now turn your rich boy ass around.”



“Kouga shut your ass up! The whole rich boy thing is getting old.”



“That’s right usually rich boys have girls hanging on them, but you have to go to your car during lunch to masturbate to porn since no one will have you.”



“Had your fiancée the other night.”



“Who hasn’t? When I said girls hanging on you I didn’t mean average whores and prostitutes I meant hot women who want to make sweet love to you because of things you can give them. Judging by the skirt she wears with her pretty legs I would say Miss. Yamada gets a bit crazy, and I don’t even see her hanging on you.”



“First of all she is a teacher, and second, I am not insecure of myself like you who has to show off his cock because that’s all he has.”



“I bet I could get her.”



“Who?”



“Miss. Yamada you dumbass!”



“You can’t even get a student let alone a teacher. I am going to tell you right away that Kagome Higurashi wants nothing to do with you outside of sharing a locker.”



“Well if that’s the truth then soon she will have to pay a heavy locker fee with her pussy, and when I get her I will invite Miss. Yamada over and let those two play while I watch. It would be a great addition to my website.”



“None of them would go anywhere near you or your perverted camcorder handling friends.”



“So you think you could get her?”



“Damn straight! You couldn’t pry that woman off my dick after she has had a piece of me!”



“Inuyasha!” Kikyo yelled catching the hanyou’s last statement, “I would say after that comment we are past detentions.”



“What about Kouga he was talking too!” Inuyasha shouted.



“I didn’t hear him, just you!”



“This is bull shit!”



“I am going to have to send you to the principal’s office where you will probably be suspended, but there is one new rule that I would like present to the class.”



“And what would that be Miss. Bitch?”



“Every time you get in trouble you can either serve your punishment or write a story?”



“Write a story?”



“That’s right. So when you flunk out of high school at least you would have some writing experience. So how about it? Stay in here and write a story or stay after school with your principal.”



“I don’t know how to write.”



“Well maybe you will learn.”



“What do I have to write about?”



“Anything.”



“Fine then! Just leave me alone.”



Inuyasha tore a piece of paper out of his notebook and began to write as Kikyo told the class about something called pronouns. He was pretty slow at it, so he didn’t have it done until the bell rang.



“Here,” Inuyasha forced the wrinkled paper in Kikyo’s hands.



Kikyo smoothed out the paper and read what her hanyou student had written.



My Bitchy Teacher



Bye Inuyasha Murashu



Inuyasha was sit in his chair when fat basturd Kouga told him the teach was a hott bitch. Fatty basturd Kouga donut leaf Inuyasha alone zo he talked 2. Zoon Inuyasha was made 2 talk bout fucking Miss. Bitch, so Miss. Bitch was raped in the mouth + pussy bye him but than she bitched zo he killed her.



The End



“Interesting,” Kikyo commented.



“I thought so,” Inuyasha was ready to get yelled at and punished so he could once again rebel.



“But there are some spelling mistakes and I can see some internet language,” Kikyo took out a red pen and began circling his mistakes, “instead of doing the worksheet like the rest of the class you are to correct your mistakes on this and hand it back in.”



Inuyasha’s eyes widened, why wasn’t she made. In his story he wrote about how he raped her and killed her, but she was scolding him for spelling mistakes? When she seen that annoying smirk reappear on her face it made sense! She knew this was going to bug him so she would let him off the hook.



“That’s it?” he asked, “that’s all you wanted to say.”



“Next time you get in trouble I want you to add to it a paragraph at a time,” Kikyo continued, “you just summarized what sounds like an interesting story. Why is it that Kouga’s words caused Inuyasha to get in trouble? What were Miss. Bitch’s reactions to the sex scene? What went through Inuyasha’s mind as he murdered her?”



“Why am I not in trouble?”



“I told you to do something and you did it, so get a move on.”



“Well I don’t want to make corrections. The story is fine the way it is!”



“Well sometimes kids do their homework, sometimes they don’t, and sometimes they get their parents to do it for them. I think I should send it to your mom.”



“Feh, don’t try the parent thing on me,” Inuyasha responded, “my mom is dead and my dad is in another country.”



“Well then who was the nice lady who called me on the phone last night telling me to take any necessary step to make sure you pass.”



“My brother’s mom.”



“Well since she is so concerned with you I am sure she would want to hear your story.”



Inuyasha looked a bit alarmed, “no that’s okay! I will correct it.”



“That’s better,” she smiled, “see you tomorrow Inuyasha.”



“If I even decide to show up.”



“Oh you will. I have my ways of making students show up.”



Inuyasha couldn’t help himself, “is it your ass?”



“That’s another detention or addition to your story tomorrow Inuyasha,” Kikyo snapped as she forced him out of the class and shut the door.



Inuyasha’s ears twitched as he prepared to go home and make corrections to his horrible story.



(End of Chapter)