InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Sensei ❯ Ch1-Sakura Springs ( Chapter 1 )
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By: TearsOfTwilight 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.02.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.02.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Ok, this is the first chapter of my new story, 'Dark Sensei'. I'm more of a dark writer, so this story is slightly disturbing. I'm telling you right now that 'Dark Sensei' contains sex (both M/F and M/M), rape, as well as whatever else my mind decides to spew out, but its also very original. That and quality writing are the main goals of all my fics.
Disclaimer-Inuyasha and Company are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, though the story plot is mine.
Warning- sex(m/f and m/m), yaoi, rape, etc.
Hope you all enjoy!(by the way this story is an AU fic with Sess and Rin in highschool)
Chapter 1- Sakura Springs
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'Brrriiiiinnnnnnggggggg!' Rin sat bolt upright as the shriek of the alarm clock rattled her ears.
'How could I have forgotten?' the girl thought as she turned off the clock and dragged herself out of bed. It was her first day at Sakura Springs Highschool, and already Rin was running late.
Grabbing her new uniform from the back of a dilapidated old chair, the girl rushed to the bathroom. After
a quick shower, Rin dressed and, now feeling much more refreshed, detangled her mass of untameable
hair. Before going down to breakfast, she took a minute to look herself over in the mirror. Rin was short for her age, barely 5'0. She had peach-tinted skin, dark brown hair that came down to mid shoulder, and eyes of deep violet (I know her eyes are really brown, but violet just seemed more romantic). The girl frowned slightly as she gazed at her girlish reflection. 'I'm almost fifteen years old,' she thought. 'Why do I have to look like I'm barely twelve?'
"Rin! Come down child! You do not want be late!" Tearing herself away from the mirror, Rin sprinted down the stairs, heeding her grandmother's voice, as well as the alluring scent of toast. After wolfing down her breakfast and returning to the bathroom to brush her teeth, the girl grabbed her backpack and headed for the door, prepared for, if not looking forward to, her first day of highschool.
"Hey, sweetheart. Hold on a moment. Aren't you even goin to give your own granny a goodbye kiss?" Rin skidded to a stop and smiled fondly at her grandmother before planting her whithered cheek with a youthful peck.
"Sorry Grandma Kaede. Well I'd better be off to school. Seeya later!"
Kaede smiled and waved as she watched her granddaughter skip off down the street. The past few years
had been so tough on Rin, what with her parents' deaths as well as the constant moving. The old woman
sighed. 'I wonder how a frail little child could face such suffering and still maintain that level of innocence, I really do.'
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As usual, Sesshoumaru woke up well before sunrise. He slid gracefully out of bed and walked outside onto the adjoining balcony. The inuyoukai gasped silently as his senses were assaulted by the morning's bitter freshness, sharp and pure as dawn itself. He stared down into the bustling metropolis that festered below, wishing that the darkness of night would keep it forever shrouded. The city was hideous, as were the people who dwelt there. All of them ugly, all of them the same. Taking another gulp of air, Sess thought unenthusiasticly about the day to come. It was his sophomore year at Sakura Springs Highschool and the young demon could barely stand the thought of another year of being surrounded by the same fucking idiots he'd been with since gradeschool. 'Why can't I just skip school and go straight into my father's mindless job?' Sesshoumaru thought bitterly as he made his way back into the house.
On his way to the bathroom, Sess was nearly knocked off his feet as a bundle of silver hair and silk pajamas crashed into him.
"Inuyasha, how many times do I have to tell you? Watch where the FUCK you're going."
Sesshoumaru's half brother giggled and stuck out his tongue before skipping off to his own bedroom.
Grumbling, the youkai stocked into the bathroom. He couldn't even walk the halls in peace. Slipping out
of his bathrobe, Sesshoumaru got in the shower, sighing happily as scalding water attacked his body.
Meticulously, he rubbed shampoo through his silver locks, working it into a frothy lather. The youkai would have never have admitted it, but he was rather fond of his hair. After all it was the only thing remotely beautiful about him. After conditioning, the demon wrapped a towel around his waist and headed back towards his room. Along the way he bumped into his stepmother, Izayoi.
"Hello, Sesshoumaru. How are you this morning?"
"Fine....thankyou," he answered stiffly. Brushing past his father's human wife hastily, Sesshoumaru slipped back into his room. He shuddered slightly as he shut the door, still feeling as if Izayoi's eyes were boaring into him. Wrinkling his nose at the unwelcome feeling of loss that always came when seeing the woman, Sesshoumaru went to the closet to grab his uniform.
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Everyone seemed to be excited for the upcoming year. Throughout the school, people ran about, greeting friends and throwing insults at enemies. Rin felt distinctly out of place as she wandered the twisting halls looking for her locker. 'Why did we have to move here?' she thought. 'I'm never gonna figure this place out.'
"HEY WATCH WHERE YER GOIN!" With a resounding smack, Rin collided into a tall, rather bulky junior.
"Sorry," the girl muttered as she scraped herself up off the floor. With a derisive snort, the boy walked off, grunting something about bitchy freshman chicks who couldn't walk straight.
'Great, ten minutes in this school, and I've already done something stupid,' Rin thought dejectedly as she crammed her bag into the newfound locker. Pulling out the schedule they'd given her in the office, Rin scanned over her classes. 'Great,' she thought. 'Algebra right after homeroom!' Oh well, at least she had P.E. after lunch. "I guess that's something to look forward to, right?'
Finally, after many hurried apologies and wrong turns, the girl found her way into the homeroom of Mr. Hojo, the English teacher. Choosing a seat in the back, Rin hid behind her books, trying to look small.
"Hey, what your name?" Rin looked up to see a pretty, girl with black hair smiling at her.
"Oh, my name's Mikoyami Rin. Um..whats yours?"
"I'm Higurashi Kagome," the girl replied. "These are my friends Sango and Ayame."
Rin smiled shyly at the two girls. Sango was tall and muscular, with brown hair and hazel eyes. Ayame was
slightly shorter, with red hair tied back in pigtails. She was obviously a demon, by the looks of her teal blue eyes and pearly fangs.
"Hey Rin," Sango grinned. "What year are you in?"
"I'm a freshman."
"So am I," piped up Ayame. "Sango and Kagome are sophmores." She rolled her eyes and blinked playfully.
As the classroom began to fill up, Rin took a chance to study some of her other classmates. There was a
mixture of humans, demons, and to her surprise, several hanyous as well. She was surprised at how well
they all seemed to be getting along. Every other school, Rin had been to usually had serious racism problems, especially towards halfbreeds.
"Alright kids, its time to take a seat." A man who could only have been Mr. Hojo walked into the room and sat down at his desk. "Come on guys," he said giving a tan, muscular boy who was obviously making some crude joke a glare. "I have to take role. Ah, thats better. Ginta?"
"Here"
"Kagome?"
"Here"
"Souten?"
"Yup"
"Hakkaku?"
"Here"
"Sango?"
"Here"
"Koga?"
"Yo"
"Ayame"
"Wha?..oh yeah! Here"
By the time he had finished role, the announcements came on. "Hello, children. This is your principal, Ms. Kikyou, welcoming you all to Sakura Springs Highschool. I hope you all have recieved your schedules and will be able to find your classes. I'd like to say hello to all new students and old ones as well. Also, be aware that all rough housing, bullying, crude language, back talk, and shows of public affection ar prohibitted at Sakura Springs. Thank you. I expect you all to have a wonderful school year."
"Man, she sure hasn't changed much," the tan, blue-eyed boy who'd been talking earlier grunted. "Oh, by the way, I'm Koga."
Rin smiled and introduced herself.
"Man, Kagome. Do I feel sorry for you," Sango whispered. "It must be horrible having your older sister as
principal.
"I'll say," Kagome groaned back. "She rides on me about schoolwork and guys all the time."
"Don't worry, Kagome," Ayame added. "She's only jealous because in highschool, she was to much of a bitch to have a social life." Everyone, including Rin cracked up.
Luckily for Rin, who still had no idea how to get around the school, Sango was in her Algebra class. As they walked down the hall, Sango filled her in on some of her new friends' personal information.
"Kagome lives at the shrine several blocks from here with her grandfather, mother, and little brother, Souta. That witch of a sister, Kikyou, moved out several years ago to go to college."
Rin gave her a confused look. "What happened to her dad?"
"Oh," Sango sighed. "Mr. Higurashi died about eight years ago. Don't mention it to Kagome. She'll just get depressed" Rin nodded solomnly. Sango continued. "Ayame lives with her mother and father in the apartment complex on Boru Boru Lane. She's my neighbor, so we've always been friends. I live in a little flat across the street. That one Koga guy you saw earlier lives there too. Him and his cousins, Hakkaku and Ginta, are always causing trouble. By the way if you see a guy with black hair tied back in a small ponytail with a weird cloth covering his right hand, be careful. That's Miroku, and he's the biggest hentai you'll ever meet."
By this time, the girls had reached Mr. Seiga Totosai's algebra class. They chose seats by the window and waited to get started.
"Mr. Seiga likes to ramble," a demon boy with long, braided hair whispered to Rin. "Don't bother listening. Just read the stuff out of the book, and you'll do much better." Rin nodded her thanks just as the old, bug-eyed man stepped forward. 'People sure are nicer here than at my old school,' she thought with some relief. Just as Rin looke up a very pretty girl walked thru the door. She was fairly tall, with a pale face, silver hair, and bullion eyes. The girl had to be a demon, for she had the mark of a cresent moon on her forehead and magenta stripes that ran from her cheeks all the way down to her slim calves. If there was anything less than perfect about her it was the demoness's lack of cleavage.
"Mr. NoTaisho, why are you late?"
"Office..."
"Ahh, I see."
Rin blinked in surprise and turned to Sango. "Did he just call her Mr.?"
Sango giggled. "Oh, that's Sesshoumaru. He is a guy. I know its kind of weird how he dresses and stuff, but but once you get past that, you've got to admit he's pretty hot." Rin nodded. Now that she mentioned it, Sesshoumaru's shoulders were rather broad, and he had a more chiseled, masculine jawline. That would also explain for the lack of boobs. The demon boy walked over to the windows and gracefully took a seat several seats in front of Rin. Unable to concentrate on Mr. Seiga's rambling, she stared, transfixed, at Sesshoumaru's shimmering tresses.
Sesshoumaru gazed out the window, wishing desperatly he were anyware but here. It wasn't that he cared what people thought of him. If they had a problem with him, then the youkai could easily put anyone in their place. It was just that he was so bored. Nothing had changed since last year. Still the same jocked up boys and ditzy girls. Not to mention the human girl behind him whose eyes seemed to be burning holes in his back. He wondered if she was alright in the head, or if she just didn't know how rude it was to stare, especially at a demon. Finally the bell rang, and Sesshoumaru grabbed his things. This was going to be one hell of a long day.
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It was after lunch, and Rin was walking to the gym. The girl's stomach churned nervously. This was the only class she had in which none of her newfound friends were with her. Rin looked around the gym. It was totally abandonned! 'Where is everyone?' she thought, a perplexed look on her face.
"Hey, whats yer name....oh yeah. Hey Rin!"
Rin turned to see the wolf demon, Koga, calling to her from across the basketball court.
"Come on in here. This is Akuma's class." With a relieved sigh, the girl walked over to what she had previously believed to be a broom closet and went in, slightly surprised to find a medium-sized, if somewhat dingy, classroom. She didn't recoginize most of the people. There was Koga, that guy with the braid, and.....Sesshoumaru? Rin bit back a yelp of surprise as the beautiful demon brushed past her. Blushing at her own stupidity, she took a seat as far away from him as possible. Unable to find someone to talk to, the girl pretended to study her schedule.
'Mr. Akuma Naraku. Wow that's some name,' she thought uneasily as the door creaked open again. With a selfsatisfied smirk on his face, Mr. Akuma strolled into the room, noting with a sense of keen pleasure how even people as confident as Koga fell silent at his very presence. Naraku's smile slackened somewhat as his gaze fell on the face of Sesshoumaru. The crossdressing demon stared back at his sensei, a bored and frigid look pasted on his beautiful features. He'd heard of the eldest NoTaisho boy. It was said that his mother was a whore who had enticed Mr. NoTaisho into an engagement by having his child and convieniantly dying two monthes before the wedding. 'Well she was obviously a very pretty whore,' the kumo thought hungrilly as he allowed his eyes to briefly ravage the boy's elegant body.
"Welcome to Physical Education. I regret to inform you that in MY class, we will play no silly games. It is my unfortunate task to evaluate your physical abilities as well as teach you about health, hygiene, sex, and many other equally trivial matters. If you would be so kind as to scrape a passing grade in this class, then we will hopefully never have to cross paths again, but if like some of our students you are unable to complete this class," he glanced meaningfully at Koga, "I'm afraid we'll have to suffer another year in eachother's presence." Naraku watched the now extremely ill at ease students, smirking to himself. This was going to be amusing. "Now if you'll all take out your notebooks we will begin.
As the class progressed, Sesshoumaru once again felt stares peircing his body, though this time it wasn't that short freshman girl. It was......his sensei? The youkai gritted his teeth in disgust. What was wrong with this damn school anyway? Lost in his thoughts, he didn't even notice when Naraku walked up behind him, didn't notice that is until the kumo's icy hand clasped him roughly on the shoulder. With a half-muffled snarl, Sesshoumaru jerked to attention.
"Are my words boring you, Mr. NoTaisho, or is it perhaps that you've inherrited more of your mother's genes and only have brains enough for.......lower occupations." Heated whispers broke out among the classmates as Sesshoumaru rose angrilly to his feet. Evidently his mother's story wasn't much of a secret. Emmitting another, ill-concealed growl the inu lunged at Naraku, claws now leaking some kind of greenish venom. Caught by surprise, the kumo took the poison full in the face. Yowling in rage the sensei's demon blood took over. Within seconds he'd sprouted numerous tentacles and proceeded to pin the younger youkai against the wall. Rin and the other students watched in horror as the apendages tightened, causing Sesshoumaru to gasp for air. Of all the school's she'd been to, Rin hadn't seen anything like this. Granted, disiplinary methods were a bit harsher on demons because of their obvious power, but Mr. Akuma's eyes certainly did not possess the calm look of a scholar punishing his pupil. There was something terribly sinister in those sanguine depths. Still keeping Sesshoumaru restrained, Naraku turned to the rest of the class.
"Out, now! No questions!" Only to happy to oblige, the students filed hastily out of the classroom. Rin, however, lagged behind the rest, watching the kumo out of the corner of her eye. Koga touched her shoulder lightly as he passed.
"Don't worry bout Sesshoumaru. Akuma's one screwy bastard, but I've seen him do much worse. Besides, NoTaisho can take care of himself."
Still not satisfied the girl questioned him further. "But, is he even allowed to do that? Mr. Akuma I mean."
Koga gave a lopsided grin. "With Takemaru as Superintendant? Not likely anything will happen. That guy
hates Sesshoumaru's father, and he's pretty tight with Naraku. Besides NoTaisho is way too proud to rat anyone out." With that, the wolf youkai ran off, eager to enjoy the 25 minutes or so that Naraku had unwillingly granted them before the next class. With one last look over her shoulder at the classroom of Akuma Naraku, Rin followed him out into the hall.
Sesshoumaru stared at Naraku, unwilling to back down. The kumo glared back, his eyes equaly as menacing. With a swift movement, the youkai released him. Landing gracefully on the floor, Sess watched warily as Naraku shut and locked the door before returning to his human form. "Your father will be angry, Sesshoumaru," he murmered silkily. "Not a full day in school, and you've already managed to make a mess of things. Now thats not how a son of the great NoTaisho bloodline should act, is it?" Despite himself, the boy felt a stab of shame, knowing full well how his father would react. It was gonna be one hell of a screaming match that evening. Naraku, realizing that he'd struck a nerve, continued. "Well, then again, your not a 'proper' heir to your father's fortune, so perhaps he'll go easy on you."
Eyes flaring crimson, Sesshoumaru lunged again at the smug kumo. "Insult my mother once more, Akuma, and I swear I'll......." The young demon was cut short as a large spider's leg shot out, bringing him down hard against the floor. Naraku watched his student struggle, noting how like a fly he was. Sesshoumaru bucked his hips franticly, causing his skirt to fly up. Naraku's loins stirred as he caught a glimpse of the paler regions of the boy's flesh, but was dissappointed to find Sess wearing boxers. 'Stupid fucker's not as feminine as I thought.' Unable to resist any longer, the kumo drew himself up against his captive's nervous body.
"Now Boy, you'll be quiet through this. I want you to scream, but not too loud, for then I will give you real reason to cry. Oh, and tears might be a nice touch as well." Sesshoumaru yelped in surprise as Naraku shoved his cold hand up his skirt. Sharp talons dug into his hips as the kumo began to pull down his boxers and skirt.
"What the FUCK! Hentai, get the HELL off me!" Smiling sadisticly, Naraku dragged him over to the desk. Grabbing a roll of duct tape, he rammed a knee into Sesshoumaru's crotch, momentarilly stopping the youkai's struggles as he jerked his arms behind him, binding them tightly to the leg of the desk. Recovering from the pain, Sesshoumaru kicked out, catching his agressor squarely in the jaw. Grunting angrily, Naraku grabbed him by the hair and rammed his head forcefully against the desk. Still holding Sesshoumaru by the hair, the kumo used his other hand to pull the boy's skirt and boxer to his knees. Sess's body went rigid with fear as he felt his sensei's fingers encircling his cock. Unable to get away, he stared wide-eyed at the dark-haired man above him, wondering if he was really about to go through with this. As if reading his student's mind, Naraku grabbed the boy's hips and prepared to enter his now shivering body.
"Oh don't worry. You're not quite the ideal uke, but I'm sure you'll serve me well. Your mother was a talented enough slut to hook that foolish father of yours, and I'm sure her skills weren't completely lost on you." Jerking at his restraints, Sesshoumaru wanted nothing more than to get his claws around the kumo's neck. His snarls were cut off abruptly however as Naraku peirced his flesh. Using all the force he could muster, the man shoved his long shaft into the virgin's entrance, noting with delight the boy's dry tightness. With an agonizing cry, Sesshoumaru was jerked upwards, the force of Naraku's thrust sending shudders thru his spine. Craving to bury himself yet deeper into the untouched passage, the kumo drew himself out fully before ramming down again. Sess dug his fangs painfully into his lower lip, determined not to cry out. Unhappy with his uke's silence, Naraku pulled himself out of Sesshoumaru and grabbed a ruler from one of the desks.
"Beg me not to do it," he whispered dangerously, positioning the sharp-edged peice of wood between the boy's legs. "Let me hear your pleading voice." Glaring at him rebeliously, Sesshoumaru tried desperatly to relax his muscles, hoping it wouldn't hurt as bad. However Naraku was too fast. In one vicious movement he shoved the ruler a good 9 inches up the boy's ass. Sesshoumaru let out another, deep-throated scream.
"Now that's better," Naraku gloated as he twisted the ruler back and forth, watching in fascination as the youkai's spicy, wild-scented blood leaked down his thighs. Eyelids fluttering feverishly, Sesshoumaru dragged his hips backwards, trying unsuccessfully to pull away from the cruel rod. "Now that won't do," the sensei grinned. "Remember, you've got to beg for it. Go on now. BEG ME!" The boy screamed as Naraku jabbed the ruler hard against his prostate.
"...s..stop...you...you GOD DAMN ASSHOLE!" With a final wave of resistance, Sesshoumaru broke free of his bindings and lashed out, leaving four bleeding claw marks across the hentei's cheek. Naraku merely narrowed his eyes and hissed menacingly.
"You'll regret that, Mutt."
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-TOT
Disclaimer-Inuyasha and Company are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, though the story plot is mine.
Warning- sex(m/f and m/m), yaoi, rape, etc.
Hope you all enjoy!(by the way this story is an AU fic with Sess and Rin in highschool)
Chapter 1- Sakura Springs
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'Brrriiiiinnnnnnggggggg!' Rin sat bolt upright as the shriek of the alarm clock rattled her ears.
'How could I have forgotten?' the girl thought as she turned off the clock and dragged herself out of bed. It was her first day at Sakura Springs Highschool, and already Rin was running late.
Grabbing her new uniform from the back of a dilapidated old chair, the girl rushed to the bathroom. After
a quick shower, Rin dressed and, now feeling much more refreshed, detangled her mass of untameable
hair. Before going down to breakfast, she took a minute to look herself over in the mirror. Rin was short for her age, barely 5'0. She had peach-tinted skin, dark brown hair that came down to mid shoulder, and eyes of deep violet (I know her eyes are really brown, but violet just seemed more romantic). The girl frowned slightly as she gazed at her girlish reflection. 'I'm almost fifteen years old,' she thought. 'Why do I have to look like I'm barely twelve?'
"Rin! Come down child! You do not want be late!" Tearing herself away from the mirror, Rin sprinted down the stairs, heeding her grandmother's voice, as well as the alluring scent of toast. After wolfing down her breakfast and returning to the bathroom to brush her teeth, the girl grabbed her backpack and headed for the door, prepared for, if not looking forward to, her first day of highschool.
"Hey, sweetheart. Hold on a moment. Aren't you even goin to give your own granny a goodbye kiss?" Rin skidded to a stop and smiled fondly at her grandmother before planting her whithered cheek with a youthful peck.
"Sorry Grandma Kaede. Well I'd better be off to school. Seeya later!"
Kaede smiled and waved as she watched her granddaughter skip off down the street. The past few years
had been so tough on Rin, what with her parents' deaths as well as the constant moving. The old woman
sighed. 'I wonder how a frail little child could face such suffering and still maintain that level of innocence, I really do.'
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As usual, Sesshoumaru woke up well before sunrise. He slid gracefully out of bed and walked outside onto the adjoining balcony. The inuyoukai gasped silently as his senses were assaulted by the morning's bitter freshness, sharp and pure as dawn itself. He stared down into the bustling metropolis that festered below, wishing that the darkness of night would keep it forever shrouded. The city was hideous, as were the people who dwelt there. All of them ugly, all of them the same. Taking another gulp of air, Sess thought unenthusiasticly about the day to come. It was his sophomore year at Sakura Springs Highschool and the young demon could barely stand the thought of another year of being surrounded by the same fucking idiots he'd been with since gradeschool. 'Why can't I just skip school and go straight into my father's mindless job?' Sesshoumaru thought bitterly as he made his way back into the house.
On his way to the bathroom, Sess was nearly knocked off his feet as a bundle of silver hair and silk pajamas crashed into him.
"Inuyasha, how many times do I have to tell you? Watch where the FUCK you're going."
Sesshoumaru's half brother giggled and stuck out his tongue before skipping off to his own bedroom.
Grumbling, the youkai stocked into the bathroom. He couldn't even walk the halls in peace. Slipping out
of his bathrobe, Sesshoumaru got in the shower, sighing happily as scalding water attacked his body.
Meticulously, he rubbed shampoo through his silver locks, working it into a frothy lather. The youkai would have never have admitted it, but he was rather fond of his hair. After all it was the only thing remotely beautiful about him. After conditioning, the demon wrapped a towel around his waist and headed back towards his room. Along the way he bumped into his stepmother, Izayoi.
"Hello, Sesshoumaru. How are you this morning?"
"Fine....thankyou," he answered stiffly. Brushing past his father's human wife hastily, Sesshoumaru slipped back into his room. He shuddered slightly as he shut the door, still feeling as if Izayoi's eyes were boaring into him. Wrinkling his nose at the unwelcome feeling of loss that always came when seeing the woman, Sesshoumaru went to the closet to grab his uniform.
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Everyone seemed to be excited for the upcoming year. Throughout the school, people ran about, greeting friends and throwing insults at enemies. Rin felt distinctly out of place as she wandered the twisting halls looking for her locker. 'Why did we have to move here?' she thought. 'I'm never gonna figure this place out.'
"HEY WATCH WHERE YER GOIN!" With a resounding smack, Rin collided into a tall, rather bulky junior.
"Sorry," the girl muttered as she scraped herself up off the floor. With a derisive snort, the boy walked off, grunting something about bitchy freshman chicks who couldn't walk straight.
'Great, ten minutes in this school, and I've already done something stupid,' Rin thought dejectedly as she crammed her bag into the newfound locker. Pulling out the schedule they'd given her in the office, Rin scanned over her classes. 'Great,' she thought. 'Algebra right after homeroom!' Oh well, at least she had P.E. after lunch. "I guess that's something to look forward to, right?'
Finally, after many hurried apologies and wrong turns, the girl found her way into the homeroom of Mr. Hojo, the English teacher. Choosing a seat in the back, Rin hid behind her books, trying to look small.
"Hey, what your name?" Rin looked up to see a pretty, girl with black hair smiling at her.
"Oh, my name's Mikoyami Rin. Um..whats yours?"
"I'm Higurashi Kagome," the girl replied. "These are my friends Sango and Ayame."
Rin smiled shyly at the two girls. Sango was tall and muscular, with brown hair and hazel eyes. Ayame was
slightly shorter, with red hair tied back in pigtails. She was obviously a demon, by the looks of her teal blue eyes and pearly fangs.
"Hey Rin," Sango grinned. "What year are you in?"
"I'm a freshman."
"So am I," piped up Ayame. "Sango and Kagome are sophmores." She rolled her eyes and blinked playfully.
As the classroom began to fill up, Rin took a chance to study some of her other classmates. There was a
mixture of humans, demons, and to her surprise, several hanyous as well. She was surprised at how well
they all seemed to be getting along. Every other school, Rin had been to usually had serious racism problems, especially towards halfbreeds.
"Alright kids, its time to take a seat." A man who could only have been Mr. Hojo walked into the room and sat down at his desk. "Come on guys," he said giving a tan, muscular boy who was obviously making some crude joke a glare. "I have to take role. Ah, thats better. Ginta?"
"Here"
"Kagome?"
"Here"
"Souten?"
"Yup"
"Hakkaku?"
"Here"
"Sango?"
"Here"
"Koga?"
"Yo"
"Ayame"
"Wha?..oh yeah! Here"
By the time he had finished role, the announcements came on. "Hello, children. This is your principal, Ms. Kikyou, welcoming you all to Sakura Springs Highschool. I hope you all have recieved your schedules and will be able to find your classes. I'd like to say hello to all new students and old ones as well. Also, be aware that all rough housing, bullying, crude language, back talk, and shows of public affection ar prohibitted at Sakura Springs. Thank you. I expect you all to have a wonderful school year."
"Man, she sure hasn't changed much," the tan, blue-eyed boy who'd been talking earlier grunted. "Oh, by the way, I'm Koga."
Rin smiled and introduced herself.
"Man, Kagome. Do I feel sorry for you," Sango whispered. "It must be horrible having your older sister as
principal.
"I'll say," Kagome groaned back. "She rides on me about schoolwork and guys all the time."
"Don't worry, Kagome," Ayame added. "She's only jealous because in highschool, she was to much of a bitch to have a social life." Everyone, including Rin cracked up.
Luckily for Rin, who still had no idea how to get around the school, Sango was in her Algebra class. As they walked down the hall, Sango filled her in on some of her new friends' personal information.
"Kagome lives at the shrine several blocks from here with her grandfather, mother, and little brother, Souta. That witch of a sister, Kikyou, moved out several years ago to go to college."
Rin gave her a confused look. "What happened to her dad?"
"Oh," Sango sighed. "Mr. Higurashi died about eight years ago. Don't mention it to Kagome. She'll just get depressed" Rin nodded solomnly. Sango continued. "Ayame lives with her mother and father in the apartment complex on Boru Boru Lane. She's my neighbor, so we've always been friends. I live in a little flat across the street. That one Koga guy you saw earlier lives there too. Him and his cousins, Hakkaku and Ginta, are always causing trouble. By the way if you see a guy with black hair tied back in a small ponytail with a weird cloth covering his right hand, be careful. That's Miroku, and he's the biggest hentai you'll ever meet."
By this time, the girls had reached Mr. Seiga Totosai's algebra class. They chose seats by the window and waited to get started.
"Mr. Seiga likes to ramble," a demon boy with long, braided hair whispered to Rin. "Don't bother listening. Just read the stuff out of the book, and you'll do much better." Rin nodded her thanks just as the old, bug-eyed man stepped forward. 'People sure are nicer here than at my old school,' she thought with some relief. Just as Rin looke up a very pretty girl walked thru the door. She was fairly tall, with a pale face, silver hair, and bullion eyes. The girl had to be a demon, for she had the mark of a cresent moon on her forehead and magenta stripes that ran from her cheeks all the way down to her slim calves. If there was anything less than perfect about her it was the demoness's lack of cleavage.
"Mr. NoTaisho, why are you late?"
"Office..."
"Ahh, I see."
Rin blinked in surprise and turned to Sango. "Did he just call her Mr.?"
Sango giggled. "Oh, that's Sesshoumaru. He is a guy. I know its kind of weird how he dresses and stuff, but but once you get past that, you've got to admit he's pretty hot." Rin nodded. Now that she mentioned it, Sesshoumaru's shoulders were rather broad, and he had a more chiseled, masculine jawline. That would also explain for the lack of boobs. The demon boy walked over to the windows and gracefully took a seat several seats in front of Rin. Unable to concentrate on Mr. Seiga's rambling, she stared, transfixed, at Sesshoumaru's shimmering tresses.
Sesshoumaru gazed out the window, wishing desperatly he were anyware but here. It wasn't that he cared what people thought of him. If they had a problem with him, then the youkai could easily put anyone in their place. It was just that he was so bored. Nothing had changed since last year. Still the same jocked up boys and ditzy girls. Not to mention the human girl behind him whose eyes seemed to be burning holes in his back. He wondered if she was alright in the head, or if she just didn't know how rude it was to stare, especially at a demon. Finally the bell rang, and Sesshoumaru grabbed his things. This was going to be one hell of a long day.
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It was after lunch, and Rin was walking to the gym. The girl's stomach churned nervously. This was the only class she had in which none of her newfound friends were with her. Rin looked around the gym. It was totally abandonned! 'Where is everyone?' she thought, a perplexed look on her face.
"Hey, whats yer name....oh yeah. Hey Rin!"
Rin turned to see the wolf demon, Koga, calling to her from across the basketball court.
"Come on in here. This is Akuma's class." With a relieved sigh, the girl walked over to what she had previously believed to be a broom closet and went in, slightly surprised to find a medium-sized, if somewhat dingy, classroom. She didn't recoginize most of the people. There was Koga, that guy with the braid, and.....Sesshoumaru? Rin bit back a yelp of surprise as the beautiful demon brushed past her. Blushing at her own stupidity, she took a seat as far away from him as possible. Unable to find someone to talk to, the girl pretended to study her schedule.
'Mr. Akuma Naraku. Wow that's some name,' she thought uneasily as the door creaked open again. With a selfsatisfied smirk on his face, Mr. Akuma strolled into the room, noting with a sense of keen pleasure how even people as confident as Koga fell silent at his very presence. Naraku's smile slackened somewhat as his gaze fell on the face of Sesshoumaru. The crossdressing demon stared back at his sensei, a bored and frigid look pasted on his beautiful features. He'd heard of the eldest NoTaisho boy. It was said that his mother was a whore who had enticed Mr. NoTaisho into an engagement by having his child and convieniantly dying two monthes before the wedding. 'Well she was obviously a very pretty whore,' the kumo thought hungrilly as he allowed his eyes to briefly ravage the boy's elegant body.
"Welcome to Physical Education. I regret to inform you that in MY class, we will play no silly games. It is my unfortunate task to evaluate your physical abilities as well as teach you about health, hygiene, sex, and many other equally trivial matters. If you would be so kind as to scrape a passing grade in this class, then we will hopefully never have to cross paths again, but if like some of our students you are unable to complete this class," he glanced meaningfully at Koga, "I'm afraid we'll have to suffer another year in eachother's presence." Naraku watched the now extremely ill at ease students, smirking to himself. This was going to be amusing. "Now if you'll all take out your notebooks we will begin.
As the class progressed, Sesshoumaru once again felt stares peircing his body, though this time it wasn't that short freshman girl. It was......his sensei? The youkai gritted his teeth in disgust. What was wrong with this damn school anyway? Lost in his thoughts, he didn't even notice when Naraku walked up behind him, didn't notice that is until the kumo's icy hand clasped him roughly on the shoulder. With a half-muffled snarl, Sesshoumaru jerked to attention.
"Are my words boring you, Mr. NoTaisho, or is it perhaps that you've inherrited more of your mother's genes and only have brains enough for.......lower occupations." Heated whispers broke out among the classmates as Sesshoumaru rose angrilly to his feet. Evidently his mother's story wasn't much of a secret. Emmitting another, ill-concealed growl the inu lunged at Naraku, claws now leaking some kind of greenish venom. Caught by surprise, the kumo took the poison full in the face. Yowling in rage the sensei's demon blood took over. Within seconds he'd sprouted numerous tentacles and proceeded to pin the younger youkai against the wall. Rin and the other students watched in horror as the apendages tightened, causing Sesshoumaru to gasp for air. Of all the school's she'd been to, Rin hadn't seen anything like this. Granted, disiplinary methods were a bit harsher on demons because of their obvious power, but Mr. Akuma's eyes certainly did not possess the calm look of a scholar punishing his pupil. There was something terribly sinister in those sanguine depths. Still keeping Sesshoumaru restrained, Naraku turned to the rest of the class.
"Out, now! No questions!" Only to happy to oblige, the students filed hastily out of the classroom. Rin, however, lagged behind the rest, watching the kumo out of the corner of her eye. Koga touched her shoulder lightly as he passed.
"Don't worry bout Sesshoumaru. Akuma's one screwy bastard, but I've seen him do much worse. Besides, NoTaisho can take care of himself."
Still not satisfied the girl questioned him further. "But, is he even allowed to do that? Mr. Akuma I mean."
Koga gave a lopsided grin. "With Takemaru as Superintendant? Not likely anything will happen. That guy
hates Sesshoumaru's father, and he's pretty tight with Naraku. Besides NoTaisho is way too proud to rat anyone out." With that, the wolf youkai ran off, eager to enjoy the 25 minutes or so that Naraku had unwillingly granted them before the next class. With one last look over her shoulder at the classroom of Akuma Naraku, Rin followed him out into the hall.
Sesshoumaru stared at Naraku, unwilling to back down. The kumo glared back, his eyes equaly as menacing. With a swift movement, the youkai released him. Landing gracefully on the floor, Sess watched warily as Naraku shut and locked the door before returning to his human form. "Your father will be angry, Sesshoumaru," he murmered silkily. "Not a full day in school, and you've already managed to make a mess of things. Now thats not how a son of the great NoTaisho bloodline should act, is it?" Despite himself, the boy felt a stab of shame, knowing full well how his father would react. It was gonna be one hell of a screaming match that evening. Naraku, realizing that he'd struck a nerve, continued. "Well, then again, your not a 'proper' heir to your father's fortune, so perhaps he'll go easy on you."
Eyes flaring crimson, Sesshoumaru lunged again at the smug kumo. "Insult my mother once more, Akuma, and I swear I'll......." The young demon was cut short as a large spider's leg shot out, bringing him down hard against the floor. Naraku watched his student struggle, noting how like a fly he was. Sesshoumaru bucked his hips franticly, causing his skirt to fly up. Naraku's loins stirred as he caught a glimpse of the paler regions of the boy's flesh, but was dissappointed to find Sess wearing boxers. 'Stupid fucker's not as feminine as I thought.' Unable to resist any longer, the kumo drew himself up against his captive's nervous body.
"Now Boy, you'll be quiet through this. I want you to scream, but not too loud, for then I will give you real reason to cry. Oh, and tears might be a nice touch as well." Sesshoumaru yelped in surprise as Naraku shoved his cold hand up his skirt. Sharp talons dug into his hips as the kumo began to pull down his boxers and skirt.
"What the FUCK! Hentai, get the HELL off me!" Smiling sadisticly, Naraku dragged him over to the desk. Grabbing a roll of duct tape, he rammed a knee into Sesshoumaru's crotch, momentarilly stopping the youkai's struggles as he jerked his arms behind him, binding them tightly to the leg of the desk. Recovering from the pain, Sesshoumaru kicked out, catching his agressor squarely in the jaw. Grunting angrily, Naraku grabbed him by the hair and rammed his head forcefully against the desk. Still holding Sesshoumaru by the hair, the kumo used his other hand to pull the boy's skirt and boxer to his knees. Sess's body went rigid with fear as he felt his sensei's fingers encircling his cock. Unable to get away, he stared wide-eyed at the dark-haired man above him, wondering if he was really about to go through with this. As if reading his student's mind, Naraku grabbed the boy's hips and prepared to enter his now shivering body.
"Oh don't worry. You're not quite the ideal uke, but I'm sure you'll serve me well. Your mother was a talented enough slut to hook that foolish father of yours, and I'm sure her skills weren't completely lost on you." Jerking at his restraints, Sesshoumaru wanted nothing more than to get his claws around the kumo's neck. His snarls were cut off abruptly however as Naraku peirced his flesh. Using all the force he could muster, the man shoved his long shaft into the virgin's entrance, noting with delight the boy's dry tightness. With an agonizing cry, Sesshoumaru was jerked upwards, the force of Naraku's thrust sending shudders thru his spine. Craving to bury himself yet deeper into the untouched passage, the kumo drew himself out fully before ramming down again. Sess dug his fangs painfully into his lower lip, determined not to cry out. Unhappy with his uke's silence, Naraku pulled himself out of Sesshoumaru and grabbed a ruler from one of the desks.
"Beg me not to do it," he whispered dangerously, positioning the sharp-edged peice of wood between the boy's legs. "Let me hear your pleading voice." Glaring at him rebeliously, Sesshoumaru tried desperatly to relax his muscles, hoping it wouldn't hurt as bad. However Naraku was too fast. In one vicious movement he shoved the ruler a good 9 inches up the boy's ass. Sesshoumaru let out another, deep-throated scream.
"Now that's better," Naraku gloated as he twisted the ruler back and forth, watching in fascination as the youkai's spicy, wild-scented blood leaked down his thighs. Eyelids fluttering feverishly, Sesshoumaru dragged his hips backwards, trying unsuccessfully to pull away from the cruel rod. "Now that won't do," the sensei grinned. "Remember, you've got to beg for it. Go on now. BEG ME!" The boy screamed as Naraku jabbed the ruler hard against his prostate.
"...s..stop...you...you GOD DAMN ASSHOLE!" With a final wave of resistance, Sesshoumaru broke free of his bindings and lashed out, leaving four bleeding claw marks across the hentei's cheek. Naraku merely narrowed his eyes and hissed menacingly.
"You'll regret that, Mutt."
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-TOT