Please Teacher

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

Produced by Sunrise.





Heat, smoldering center of the sun heat had taken over the city and all those who lived inside of it. While that sucked, the humidity that was mating with the heat made everyone smell like ten-day-old rotting whore ass. The heavy wet air was almost impossible to breathe, but some how the people went about with their day.



Students arrived at the school that day to find out that the air conditioner had broken down the night before. While some kids broke down themselves crying for relief others passed out in the halls from heat exhaustion. Onlookers while feeling sorry for their fallen comrades just stepped over them to get into their furnace like classrooms.



Sango had just arrived at school to find her faithful dog leaning against the school. Hiten had an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth, but it was his outfit that made her think that he had finally lost his ever-loving-mind. He was wearing a black leather jacket, black leather pants and a black leather hat. The sweat poured off him like a park fountain.



“Hiten, what the hell are wearing?” Sango asked stomping over to him.



“What? Don’t I look cool?” Hiten smirked dizzily and lit up his smoke. Of course since he had never had a cigarette before the hacking was instantaneous and being that his body was dangerously dehydrated Hiten flopped to ground at Sango’s feet.



“Oh yeah, real cool dork.” Sango sighed and picked him up bridal style carrying him off to the nurse’s office. She was amazed at how lithe he was almost like a baby.



It came as no real surprise when there was no room for the leather clad boy. Her fellow students were lying in the sick beds begging for water. She huffed ignoring their pleas and took off to the one place that she knew would be cool. She brought him back to her home. She couldn’t wait to hear what kind of insane rumors would be popping.



Hiten stretched letting out a little yawn feeling rather frosty and refreshed. It was when he went to scratch his belly that he noticed that he was not wearing any clothes. His eyes popped open as he bolted into a sitting position. He quickly surveyed the room and found a strange silent boy sitting at the end of the bed he was lying on.



“He..llo.” Hiten said timidly receiving a smile from the boy.



“Hello, Hiten. I have so dreamed and wished to have you in my bed.” The boy cooed slinking up the bed with every word that dripped out his mouth. Before Hiten knew it he was trapped beneath him on the bed. Hiten was too terrified to speak or move as he watched the boy move to kiss him.



“Get the hell off him before I thrash you into pieces.” Sango said walking in and pulling the boy off Hiten. He pouted and pleaded for her to let him dominate the terror stricken teen, but she only tossed him out the door after a swift kick in the ass.



“Sorry about him, but Kohaku has been lusting after you since he first saw you.” She laughed as Hiten started to calm down, but it was his lack of clothes that made him fear that perhaps his virginity was no longer in tact. Sango’s grin widened, but she knew a crying spell would occur if she even joked about her brother removing his clothes.



“I did it. I tried to remove them normally, but it was almost you glued them on so I cut them off so your body cool.” Sango said and watched as a rose color flushed his face.



‘Oh no! she saw Mr. Spitz and we haven’t even gone on a date.’ Hiten pouted internally.



Kikyo wasn’t having the best of days either. Actually, since she had become the slave of Naraku she was not allowed to have nice days. It was one of the stipulations in the contract that he had forced her to sign that day in the hospital. She was to endure his punishment until his leg was healed completely with no complaining. No one was to know about this except for the witness aka Ayame.



The first day that she had started servicing Naraku she had thought that perhaps it would not be that bad. She learned as soon as she arrived at the mad house aka his home that this would be no walk in the park. He had her bath him, shave him, brush him and dress him that morning. She had been mildly shocked at his rather large ….intelligence.



“Kikyo, stop daydreaming like that daft friend of yours and keep up.” Naraku shouted as Kikyo struggled to keep up with his and her books loaded in her arms. She quickly straightened out her posture when she saw Sesshomaru walking towards them. He had been so sweet to her and even lectured Naraku about his treatment not that he was really listening to what his friend was saying.



“There is a strange rumor that Sango has finally killed Hiten. Someone said that she was lugging a body bag into the woods this morning.” Sesshomaru said anxiously.



“Don’t waste your time on the hallucinations of heat ridden idiots.” Naraku said in a dismissive tone as he continued on to the lunchroom.



“It was the principle actually and I have not seen either of them today.” Sesshomaru replied walking beside his friend. He was still trying to figure out what had happened that day with him and Kikyo, but neither had given him a straight answer.



Naraku waved his hand at the conversation and peaked out the corner of his eye to his slave. He had to admit that she was a hard working dedicated girl. He had thought that she was going to high tail it out the door that first morning, but she sucked it up. He would have rather she sucked something else when she washed him so intently that morning.



He had grown accustomed to the girl being at his side and even had long conversations with her on the ride to and from school. It was only when the twinge of jealous struck him that he was mean to her. She had stated from the start that she was in love with his friend and it pissed him off. The only thing that made him feel better was the fact that Sesshomaru would never go for her and maybe he could get her to fall for him



Naraku frowned when he noticed that she was staring at Sesshomaru again and once again he let that devil take hold of his tongue before he could stop it.



“Kikyo, food now. Chop chop.” Naraku said clapping his hands he internally sighed.



“Do you think that maybe you are demanding too much of her?” Sesshomaru asked as he watched her scamper away to the lunch line in the hottest part of the cafeteria.



“Nonsense, she likes to feel useful.” Naraku said trying to convince himself.



“You make her sound like a house or a car.” Sesshomaru smirked



“If only. Those things are easy to obtain.” Naraku said rubbing the bridge of his nose.



“Haha, oh shit Naraku has finally found someone worthy of his greatness.” Sesshomaru laughed as Naraku glared at his friend. He hated people to know his weaknesses.



It was finally the end of the day and the students ran from the building at the sound of the bell like it was a fire alarm. Kagome was also hightailing it out of the third circle of hell that day. Sesshomaru had suggested that she come over to his house that day for their tutoring. Since she had started tutoring Sesshomaru he had been all business and even stopped all the crazy antics at school.



With a slight tilt of the head she had agreed.



She felt small, no she felt small and poor as she clapped the giant gold knocker on the door. She had to wonder if someone was trying to make up for lack of size in some other place. A tiny grandma type who reminded her of Mrs. Butterworth opened the door.



“I am Ka…Mrs. Higurashi, Sesshomaru’s teacher.” Kagome said uncomfortably under her stare. She swore that the old woman remembered her, but surely that was too long ago.



“Oh yes, do please follow me. The young master is currently in the dojo practicing judo.” Kaede said as she turned and began to lead the teacher through the maze of rooms.



It was a quick twenty-minute walk before they arrived. A very winded Kagome was still trying to catch her breath when Kaede opened the dojo doors. Before her eyes was a very shirtless glistening chest Sesshomaru easily taking down his opponent with a throw. She watched as his tone body moved swiftly and his hair stuck to his body due to sweat.



“Are you okay dear? Your nose seems to be bleeding.” Kaede asked







A/N: The nose bleed thing is another manga thing. If you think perverted thoughts you get a nose bleed. I know that a bunch of you know this, but some don’t. So next chapter is going to be all Sesshomaru and Kagome.