InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I Won't Trust Myself With You ❯ First and Second Periods ( Chapter 44 )

Chapter 44 - First and Second Period

 

I'll wipe that smirk off his face. Now this says classroom 20, and I'm outside… Koori looked beseechingly at the door before him. A small square of different colored paint on the wall indicated where a number placard had once stood. The one across the hall was covered by a sticker declaring `Anarchists Unite!' Koori struggled against the crowd to the next room and groaned when he read the number 78. Fighting against the current to the next set of doors he saw the near one completely covered in old bubble gum and a couple snuggling in front of the other one. Again he shoved his way through the crowd to the next door. Its number placard was half covered in duct tape, but he could read the first number.

 

Eight something. Well at least I know that they're increasing. That means that 20 must be somewhere back the way I came. Without bothering to look across the hall he ran the opposite direction, weaving between the other teens who crowded the hallway. Suddenly a bell blared into life right above his head. In seconds the hallway was completely empty of students. Picking up the pace, he rounded a corner and skidded to a halt at the end of the hall. It dead ended at the main office with a classroom on either side. Miraculously, both rooms had visible numbers, 50 and 51. What? Koori backed up one door and saw 49 and 52. No way. A second bell rang as he whipped around and raced back the way he had come, counting doors as they blurred past. 22, 21, 20. This must be it. Catching his breath, Koori politely knocked before pushing the door open.

 

“Who are you?” A harsh female voice demanded.

 

“I'm Koori, I'm new here.” He held out the schedule Shitenshi had given him. The woman took the paper and examined it closely, mumbling to herself.

 

“And do you realize that the last bell has already rung, and that you are late to homeroom?”

 

“I'm sorry ma'am, I couldn't find the room.”

 

“That is no excuse, young man. You will be on time to your other classes or you will be placed in after school detention.” Koori straitened indignantly but managed to hold his tongue. Unfortunately the woman saw his reaction. “What? Are you too good to come to class on time? Too good to serve your detention like the rest of your peers?” She prodded.

 

“I-”

 

“Where did you go to school, Koori?” She interrupted.

 

“Sakura Academy.” Seeing her suspicious look he quickly added, “The Kyoto campus.”

 

“Well I don't know how things were run at your fancy private school, but here you will come to class on time, pay attention, and keep your mouth shut, do you understand?” Eyes flaming, Koori nodded sullenly. “Good, now take your seat.”

 

Head high, the youkai stalked to an empty chair and sat, dropping his book bag beside him. This is going to be tougher than I thought. He grimaced inwardly as the woman began to drone from a list of announcements.

 

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OK, now I need classroom 81. Koori consulted his list as the bell rang, ending homeroom. He walked out of the classroom, joining the throng of students surging through the corridor. This is the low side so it should be over there. If I follow the wall I'm bound to find it. Crossing to the opposite room, looking for the number, he groaned. An 8 was visible next to a piece of grey tape. I was across from it the whole time? He let out a low growl of frustration. Glaring at the people in his way, he stormed to the next classroom. The sign was missing, but someone had scrawled `81' on the discolored patch. At least I'll be on time to this one.

 

About to enter the room, a cold voice stopped him. “Hey, richboy, fancy seeing you here.” Turning, Koori saw the bully from the bus, four beefy boys ranged behind their leader. “You know, I was looking forward to beating the crap out of you at lunch, but I wouldn't mind a snack.”

 

“Back off, if you know what's good for you.” Koori warned in his best Sesshoumaru imitation.

 

“Ooh! Richboy thinks he's tough!” Gumo whistled. “Let's see how tough he is when we're through with him.” Without warning, the boy swung. Koori, well trained by his uncle and father, expected the trick and ducked backward, bumping into the doorframe. Two of the other boys came at him in a pincer movement, aiming for his head. Koori ducked both punches, but couldn't avoid Gumo's fist, which connected solidly with his abs. Koori stumbled backward, almost falling through the open classroom door.

 

“Problem?” A smooth voice asked. Koori looked up into the frowning face of his teacher. “Not fighting, are we?”

 

A glace at the doorway showed that the other boys had fled. “No sir, just stumbled on my way in.”

 

“And you are?”

 

“Koori, sir. New student.” The teacher nodded and Koori slipped into a seat in the back of the room. Students filed in and Koori, catching a glimpse of silver, looked up to see two familiar faces enter the room.

 

“Good morning Mr. Nuyn!” Shitenshi smiled warmly. “This is the friend I told you about yesterday. Mujinku, meet Mr. Nuyn.” They shook hands, the teacher smiling politely. “Is it ok if he reads on with me in class?”

 

“Of course, Shitenshi.” The teacher smiled. Shitenshi pulled Mujinku with her, taking the two seats directly in front of Koori. She passed a note back to him.

 

`I scrounged books from my friends and put them in my locker for you. The combo is 4-37-21. The locker number is 1141. Have fun finding it during break.'

 

Koori tucked the note into his pocket. Her locker? Well I'll just follow her after class. As though she was reading his mind, Shitenshi passed back another note.

 

`By the way, I already have all my books for the morning, so I won't be going near my locker for awhile. And you really want your book for next class, math isn't much fun without it.'

 

Growling, Koori shredded the second note as the bell rang.

 

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I dunno know if Nuyn means anything, I just made it up. Gumo does mean spider, however.

 

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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha *pouts* or any of the other characters. I want to thank Rumiko Takahashi and company for creating such awesome characters for me to write about as I drool with envy at her skillz. ;)