InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Making the Grade ❯ Introductions and the Infamous Science Teacher ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer:

Keeper: I'll give you ramen if you don't tell anyone I stole him…

(From inside closet)Inu: WENCH! You said there was ramen in here. I don't see any ramen!!!

Keeper: Hehe! Well, it's time to have Miroku make another seal for the closet door.

Inu: Woman, let me out!!!!

Kagome: Inu Yasha, be quiet!

Keeper: Thanks Kagome.

Kagome: No problem. I need the break anyways. He's starting to give me a headache.

*sounds of closet being shredded*

Kagome: SIT BOY!!!!

Inu: GAAAHHHHHHH!!!

*sweat drop* Keeper: Ummmm, on with the story!

Pairings:

Sango/Miroku

Inuyasha/Kagome

By the way, everyone is human in this fic. So yes, Inuyasha has black hair and what not. Personalities are pretty much the same with a bit of OC.

Inuyasha: 26

Kagome: 24

Miroku: 26

Sango: 25

Kohaku: 15

Chapter 2

Introductions and the Infamous Science Teacher

"Inuyasha, have you heard the news!?" Kagome was beside herself with excitement. A new teacher! And a female at that! Finally, someone for her to talk to and go shopping with.

"Keh! What's the big deal, woman. It's just another teacher. Staff come and go here. It's not like it's anything new."

Humph! Trust him to take as little interest as possible. Well, she still thought it was great news. After all, the only other teacher worth talking to, besides Inuyasha, was Miroku Houshi, and no one could blame her for wanting someone a little less `grabby' around. Sure, he was a nice guy and a fabulous Science teacher, but a girl can only take so much.

Kagome Higurashi was the Math teacher for grades nine through twelve at Kyouka Academy, and Inuyasha Tessaiga was the History teacher. Both were very passionate about their chosen subjects, and Kagome hoped the new athletic director would be a welcome asset to their team.

"Well, come on!"

"Huh? Where the hell are we going woman? Class starts in fifteen minutes."

"So? It'll only take a second. Please, it would mean a lot if you'd come with me to meet her." Kagome put on her best pouty-face. She smirked inwardly; there was no way he could resist.

Valiantly, Inuyasha tried his damndest to ignore her. He failed miserably. With one final snort, he gave in.

"Fine, woman! Let's just get this over with!" He grabbed her arm and started to drag her down the hallway.

"Inuyasha? Do you have any idea where it is we're looking for her?"

He stopped for a second, but still had a firm grip on her arm.

"Well, the only way to find her is to look right? So, we're gonna look in this direction!" With that he dragged a sighing Kagome down the hall, in what just happened to be the opposite direction of Sango.

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"Damn, how hard can it be to find my freakin office!?" Sango muttered darkly as she searched the labyrinth that was Kyouka Academy.

She figured that in the past ten minutes she had been everywhere in the building except where she needed to be. At the rate she was going, she'd be lucky to make it to her last hour of the day.

Once again, she turned around and read the signs on the marble wall. According to the ever informative black sign, she was heading in the right direction. But, supposedly, she had been going in the right direction the entire time.

It was time for Sango to do one of the hardest things in the span of her young life. She was going to have to admit defeat. It had been a good fight; she had given it her best. Now, she would have to ask for directions; one of the ultimate shames for such a proud, independent woman such as herself.

If only she could find another living soul in the building. She knew class had started about twenty minutes ago, and once again thanked Kami that her first class wasn't until 10:00. But, she needed to find someone soon if she wanted to make a timely entrance on her first day.

Sango was hesitant to just burst into the first classroom she came across. It would be too embarrassing. She thought she remembered passing the teacher's lounge a corner or two ago. With any luck, a teacher would be on break.

"Ok, you can do this Sango. How hard is it to ask for help? I'm sure the faculty here is much nicer than that hag of a secretary."

She turned the corner and breathed a sigh of relief. At least she had found one thing she'd been looking for this morning. Adjusting her outfit, she held her head high and pushed the wooden door open. Here goes nothing.

Upon entering, she had to contain her disappointment upon finding it empty of any assistance. Well, it was a nice place to spend one's down time in at least. A beautiful view of the courtyard behind the building could be seen from the large window opposite the door. Several red, plush couches surrounded a coffee table, and there was a fully stocked wet bar to the right of the seating area.

She might as well take advantage of the complementary donuts and coffee while she was there. After all, her treck had left her quite famished. Sango made her way over to the baked goods and began preparing a plate for herself.

Unbeknownst to Sango, the door to the lounge opened, and in walked the one man everyone had hoped to prevent from discovering the beautiful new teacher.

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Kagome was busy lecturing on the importance of the Pythagorean Theorem, but her mind was elsewhere. She and Inuyasha hadn't been able to find the new teacher, but she had discovered from the office that her name was Sango Taijiya. Kagome was disappointed that she'd have to wait to continue her search until lunch.

She just hoped a certain Science teacher didn't get to the poor girl before she did. Such an occurrence would be sure to make a bad impression on the woman. She'd have to work quickly and diligently to prevent such a mishap.

Miroku's reputation was something men admired and women feared. He had to be the worst womanizing lech she'd ever met. She couldn't understand how such a kind intelligent man could have a `cursed hand', as he called it. You'd think with all the times he'd been hit that his face would be permanently dented.

"Um, Ms. Higurashi? Are you alright?" a young girl in the front row inquired.

Her face flushed ten shades of red. She'd just been caught daydreaming by a student! Oh, please don't let the principal hear of this!

She cleared her throat. "Yes, I'm fine, thank you. Just spaced out for a moment. Now, where was I?"

And so, much to Kagome's relief, the class continued without any further mishaps.

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Miroku stretched his aching back muscles as he made his way to the teacher's lounge. He didn't have a class until 10:00, but he had come in early to catch up on grading papers. Some of his students were brilliant and some where just there because they had the cash to back them up. He tried not to let it bother him too much. After all, he was paid either way, so why should care.

"Ah, paradise."

He pushed open the doors to his favorite place in the school. When he poked his head in, he could here a woman muttering something about black holes in the hallways.

Who could this beautiful creature be? He'd never seen her before. He knew, because he'd remember an ass like hers. And what an ass it was; perfectly sculpted, just enough to look good but not enough to need its own zip code. He could feel his hand twitch. What happened next he couldn't be held responsible for.

"I swear there must be a time warp or something in this place! There's no way in Hell that I'm just getting lost. I've never had trouble finding my way around before." Sango continued to comment to herself as she bit her raspberry filled pastry.

Out of nowhere, she felt a strange weight on her behind and a squeeze.

"AAAHHH! Pervert!"

Sango turned and swung her fist out of instinct. Her petite hand solidly connected with the side of a male stranger's face. How dare he! That bastard had no right to touch her! She'd set him straight all right.

"Just who the hell do you think you are, creep!" Sango was beyond furious.

Miroku was in a daze. He'd never been hit that hard by any woman. Her strength rivaled Inuyasha's, and that wasn't something to be played with. Too bad Miroku's lechery often cut off all reasonable trains of thought.

"Why, my gorgeous lady, I simply couldn't resist your delicious behind."

Sango was flabbergasted. Never had a man been so bluntly crude to her before. She didn't know whether to blush or smack him again. So, she settled for both.

SMACK! The sound of the slap resounded in the otherwise silent room.

Damn, she hit hard, whoever she was. Miroku liked her spunk. This could be interesting. Poor Sango.

"Ahem, Miroku Houshi." He extended his hand in what he hoped was a friendly gesture.

What the fuck!? One second he's stroking her butt and the next he's being all gentlemen like. She didn't know what to do. Should she shake his hand or grab her pastry and run?

Miroku's eyebrow started to twitch when the woman continued to just stare blankly at him.

"And you are?"

"What? Oh, Sango Taijiya. I'm the new gym teacher here."

She firmly shook his hand. At least, until he started to stroke the back of it with his thumb.

Miroku made a show of bowing and kissed the back of her hand.

"Enchanted to make your acquaintance fair lady. May I ask you a question?"

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