InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sex-Ed Teacher ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: I still don't own them. InuYasha and everything pertaining to it belong to Rumiko Takahashi. And, even though she gives us no sex(YUMMY LEMONS!!!), we still love her for inventing them.
On wiz ze firzt chapter!!!
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Kagome stepped into the room of teenagers, gaining absolutely no attention from them whatsoever from the kids spread all over the room, engaging in many different activities. She scowled slightly before taking her things up to the teachers desk at the front of the room and dropping the binders and papers she had, causing a loud clatter, finally putting everyone's eyes on her. The boy's looked her up and down as the girls glared at her, thinking she was just another person from class. Probably because of the way she was dressed. Pink cargo pants and a tommy jeans shirt weren't the most professional thing she could've worn, but then again, she didn't like 'professional' people very much, never had.
She looked at everyone, then pulled her teacher ID out and showed it to the class. "Sit down, you look like a bunch of rowdy old ladies gossiping down at the hair salon on main street." She adressed them. They frowned at her, but sat down like she said. She knocked away a paperwad that was thrown her way. "I am your new Sex Ed. teacher, Miss Higurashi. You can call me Kagome if you'd like, but I really don't give. You will respect me, now matter how close to your age I look. I worked hard at this job, and I'm not about to let a rowdy group like yourselves ruin that for me. Capishe?" No one said anything. She sighed. "This is where you're supposed to say 'Comprende Vu', but whatever." She said.
"We don't care. Can you start showing us how to have sex now?" A male voice was heard from the back of the room, sending all the girls into fits of laughter and sniggers. "No." She said, drawing all attention and silence back to her. "First off, I have to put you in a seating arrangement, based on your colorful displays of character, then, I'll proceed to teach you about sex. I'm not here to show you how to, I'm here to prevent you from having sex." She said, then proceeded to make a seating chart as they talked amongst themselves.
As soon as she had everyone where she needed them to be, she began walking up and down isles, setting a yellow sheet of paper on every desk. She noticed as she passed that there were only two boys in the entire room that didn't stare at her chest as she came towards them or her ass as she walked passed them. She stood back at the front of the room, watching over her class. "I want you to fill this out with whatever you have, I don't care if it's pen or a crayon. Just fill it out. You may begin. It has to be done by the end of the hour. After that, you can talk and move around without a care in the world. I don't really care, just give me them when you're done." She sat back down to the sound of writing utensils scratching hurriedly against paper.
After reading the papers, her thoughts were confirmed. They were all normal teenagers. One paper in particular stood out to her, though. It read;
Name: InuYasha Takeda
Age: 19
Grade: You already know, bitch. You're the teacher.
Family: Friends. Miroku Bodu, Sango Kijin. Mom and dad. Half-brother ass-hole.
Favorite teacher: You so far, I guess. Different from that old hag, Kaede at least.
Favorite class: PE. Best in class. Coach Damake is an ass though.
Favorite memory: Don't know, you shouldn't care.
Favorite grade: Kindergarden. I'm still the king of the litter 'round here, K bitch?
Loathed(Hated) teacher: The old hag. She only nags on me.
Loathed class: Language Arts. Who the fuck needs it? We already learned how to talk.
Loathed memory: Anything with my half-brother bastard.
Height: Taller than you by a long shot. What are you, 5'4"? Even 6'.
Weight: Can't remember the last time I stepped on a scale. Not like it matters anyways.
Opinion on sports:Stupid, but I like tae-kwan-do and shit like that. Working out by doing something that actually matters.
Who's the 'King' around here: Me, bitch. I'm the alpha-male, got a problem, you take it up with me.
Boyfriend/girlfriend: No. Kikyou's a whore, so I dumped her. She can have Onigumo if she wants him so bad.
Intrested in boys/girls: Girls. Feel sorry for the sick fuck dudes that are into other guys.
Had a wet dream: Too many to count, never involving a chick really. Know she's there, never see her. Always pitch black.
First hit puberty: 5th grade
Attractive: Duh. I have girls practically throwing themselves on me.
Wierdest thing you've ever done: Gone out with Kikyou.
One thing you hate: Gold-diggers like Kikyou.
One thing you love in a girl/guy: She turns me on.
Random thought: Nice ass, bitch.
Poetry: Hate it. Fucking annoying.
Music: Punk, rock, heavy metal, shit like that.
Slang, text-talk: Pathetic and over-rated, for those retarded preps.
Your saying: "Fuck you." "Screw off." "...Bitch(Wench, whore, slut, ho, etc...)." anything like that.
Favorite saying: Who gives a fuck? Doesn't matter anyways.
Favorite color: Red. Fucking awesome.
Favorite object: My sword, Tetsusaiga.
What you think about you: I'm the alpha-male here. Don't mess with me.
What you think about me: Sure, I'd bang you. If only I'd be able to stop smelling every dude in here's arousal. Sick. Makes me wanna barf.
She read through it over and over, looking up at the boy in question, who was currently at a girl named 'Sango's desk, chatting up a storm. She glanced at the clock, smiling. "Okay everyone, get your shit together. We're going on a little unauthorized field-trip." She said, smirking at the class. Suddenly, a shy boy named Hojo jumped up from his seat where he sat doing his math homework. "What??? I can't go, my mom won't let me!" He said, trying to defend the school from this new teacher. She just smiled at him. "Already been taken care of. Took some persuasion and about 28 calls, but all of you have your permission to go... Just not the schools. So, we are sneaking out of the windows and piling into about 7 cars with my close relatives to travel down to an island on the lower side of Japan." She replied haughtily. She walked calmly to a window and opened it. Now, come on. Get your asses in gear. You've already got all your shit. Lets get this caravan rolling." She said. "B-b-but! We're on the SECOND story! Someone could get hurt! We could get caught!" Hojo blurted.
"I said I had it all taken care of. The class below us is gone. None of you are going to get hurt. It isn't that far to the ground. Come on and live a little, Hojo. It'll be fine, no one's gonna get in trouble." She reassured him. Everyone started quietly jumping out the windows, boys first to catch the girls in skirts. No wonder there. She hopped down and InuYasha followed after her after noting to himself. "I'd definantly bang her."
AN: I seem to have a thing for cliffes... <.< >.> Good, no one's throwing things at me this time!!! YAY!!!!!! Well, I have lots of candy, so I'll probably be up all night writing new chappies for all of my unfinished stories... SORRY about that by the way. I know you all hate it. Well, R&R please!!
On wiz ze firzt chapter!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kagome stepped into the room of teenagers, gaining absolutely no attention from them whatsoever from the kids spread all over the room, engaging in many different activities. She scowled slightly before taking her things up to the teachers desk at the front of the room and dropping the binders and papers she had, causing a loud clatter, finally putting everyone's eyes on her. The boy's looked her up and down as the girls glared at her, thinking she was just another person from class. Probably because of the way she was dressed. Pink cargo pants and a tommy jeans shirt weren't the most professional thing she could've worn, but then again, she didn't like 'professional' people very much, never had.
She looked at everyone, then pulled her teacher ID out and showed it to the class. "Sit down, you look like a bunch of rowdy old ladies gossiping down at the hair salon on main street." She adressed them. They frowned at her, but sat down like she said. She knocked away a paperwad that was thrown her way. "I am your new Sex Ed. teacher, Miss Higurashi. You can call me Kagome if you'd like, but I really don't give. You will respect me, now matter how close to your age I look. I worked hard at this job, and I'm not about to let a rowdy group like yourselves ruin that for me. Capishe?" No one said anything. She sighed. "This is where you're supposed to say 'Comprende Vu', but whatever." She said.
"We don't care. Can you start showing us how to have sex now?" A male voice was heard from the back of the room, sending all the girls into fits of laughter and sniggers. "No." She said, drawing all attention and silence back to her. "First off, I have to put you in a seating arrangement, based on your colorful displays of character, then, I'll proceed to teach you about sex. I'm not here to show you how to, I'm here to prevent you from having sex." She said, then proceeded to make a seating chart as they talked amongst themselves.
As soon as she had everyone where she needed them to be, she began walking up and down isles, setting a yellow sheet of paper on every desk. She noticed as she passed that there were only two boys in the entire room that didn't stare at her chest as she came towards them or her ass as she walked passed them. She stood back at the front of the room, watching over her class. "I want you to fill this out with whatever you have, I don't care if it's pen or a crayon. Just fill it out. You may begin. It has to be done by the end of the hour. After that, you can talk and move around without a care in the world. I don't really care, just give me them when you're done." She sat back down to the sound of writing utensils scratching hurriedly against paper.
After reading the papers, her thoughts were confirmed. They were all normal teenagers. One paper in particular stood out to her, though. It read;
Name: InuYasha Takeda
Age: 19
Grade: You already know, bitch. You're the teacher.
Family: Friends. Miroku Bodu, Sango Kijin. Mom and dad. Half-brother ass-hole.
Favorite teacher: You so far, I guess. Different from that old hag, Kaede at least.
Favorite class: PE. Best in class. Coach Damake is an ass though.
Favorite memory: Don't know, you shouldn't care.
Favorite grade: Kindergarden. I'm still the king of the litter 'round here, K bitch?
Loathed(Hated) teacher: The old hag. She only nags on me.
Loathed class: Language Arts. Who the fuck needs it? We already learned how to talk.
Loathed memory: Anything with my half-brother bastard.
Height: Taller than you by a long shot. What are you, 5'4"? Even 6'.
Weight: Can't remember the last time I stepped on a scale. Not like it matters anyways.
Opinion on sports:Stupid, but I like tae-kwan-do and shit like that. Working out by doing something that actually matters.
Who's the 'King' around here: Me, bitch. I'm the alpha-male, got a problem, you take it up with me.
Boyfriend/girlfriend: No. Kikyou's a whore, so I dumped her. She can have Onigumo if she wants him so bad.
Intrested in boys/girls: Girls. Feel sorry for the sick fuck dudes that are into other guys.
Had a wet dream: Too many to count, never involving a chick really. Know she's there, never see her. Always pitch black.
First hit puberty: 5th grade
Attractive: Duh. I have girls practically throwing themselves on me.
Wierdest thing you've ever done: Gone out with Kikyou.
One thing you hate: Gold-diggers like Kikyou.
One thing you love in a girl/guy: She turns me on.
Random thought: Nice ass, bitch.
Poetry: Hate it. Fucking annoying.
Music: Punk, rock, heavy metal, shit like that.
Slang, text-talk: Pathetic and over-rated, for those retarded preps.
Your saying: "Fuck you." "Screw off." "...Bitch(Wench, whore, slut, ho, etc...)." anything like that.
Favorite saying: Who gives a fuck? Doesn't matter anyways.
Favorite color: Red. Fucking awesome.
Favorite object: My sword, Tetsusaiga.
What you think about you: I'm the alpha-male here. Don't mess with me.
What you think about me: Sure, I'd bang you. If only I'd be able to stop smelling every dude in here's arousal. Sick. Makes me wanna barf.
She read through it over and over, looking up at the boy in question, who was currently at a girl named 'Sango's desk, chatting up a storm. She glanced at the clock, smiling. "Okay everyone, get your shit together. We're going on a little unauthorized field-trip." She said, smirking at the class. Suddenly, a shy boy named Hojo jumped up from his seat where he sat doing his math homework. "What??? I can't go, my mom won't let me!" He said, trying to defend the school from this new teacher. She just smiled at him. "Already been taken care of. Took some persuasion and about 28 calls, but all of you have your permission to go... Just not the schools. So, we are sneaking out of the windows and piling into about 7 cars with my close relatives to travel down to an island on the lower side of Japan." She replied haughtily. She walked calmly to a window and opened it. Now, come on. Get your asses in gear. You've already got all your shit. Lets get this caravan rolling." She said. "B-b-but! We're on the SECOND story! Someone could get hurt! We could get caught!" Hojo blurted.
"I said I had it all taken care of. The class below us is gone. None of you are going to get hurt. It isn't that far to the ground. Come on and live a little, Hojo. It'll be fine, no one's gonna get in trouble." She reassured him. Everyone started quietly jumping out the windows, boys first to catch the girls in skirts. No wonder there. She hopped down and InuYasha followed after her after noting to himself. "I'd definantly bang her."
AN: I seem to have a thing for cliffes... <.< >.> Good, no one's throwing things at me this time!!! YAY!!!!!! Well, I have lots of candy, so I'll probably be up all night writing new chappies for all of my unfinished stories... SORRY about that by the way. I know you all hate it. Well, R&R please!!