InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Student Teacher Relations ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Inuyasha cleared his throat and the class came to order. They were back in the lab for another experiment. Kouga and his buddies were clustered around the back table, still whispering as if he could not hear them. Kagome and Sango shared a table at the front of the room with Shippou, who was sitting too close to Kagome for Inuyasha’s liking

“I’d like to start class by saying I have started to grade your tests, and the grades are fairly average so far. A few As, a few Ds and Fs, mostly Bs and Cs.” He paused to tap a stack of papers on his desk before moving around the room to pass them out. “This is your assignment for the final exam. It is a practical. You will design an experiment, form a hypothesis, and prove or disprove said hypothesis. You will have to sign up for lab time because you must be supervised. Space is limited and will be handed out on a first come first serve basis.” He returned to his desk as he finished. “Along with your final product you will be required to turn in a lab write-up. If you do not remember what that is for some reason, such as you have yet to do one and turn it in, you will find instructions in your syllabi. Please remember that the final is a third of your grade, and for some of you, failure is not an option. Please see me during my office hours if you have any questions. Now, if you will put those away, we will get started on today’s experiment.”

Kagome chewed her lip worriedly as she tucked the assignment away in her bag and pulled out her lab book. She did not have a clue what to do for such a project. Pulling her hair back with a scrunchie, she opened her lab book to the day’s experiment. Shippou was already starting the Bunsen burner, so she walked over to the center table and picked up the chemical samples set out for them. Inuyasha was standing at the table, one eye on his class, the other one on the papers he was grading. She gave him a small smile and he nodded to her in return.

“Any ideas for what you’re going to do for the final, Kagome-chan?” Sango asked as Kagome took her seat again.

“Nope. You?”

Sango shrugged. “Kitsune-kun, any ideas?”

“A few,” Shippou replied. “But I don’t see myself actually getting permission to do any of them, either.”

“You do have a limited amount of time to complete the experiment,” Inuyasha added as he walked past their table. “I suggest less talking and more working.” All three blushed slightly at the unwanted admonishment and turned their full attention to their project.

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Inuyasha carefully watched as the students set to work. Today’s experiment was not a hard one, just an illustration of chemical equations – adding two elements or chemical together to form a new chemical or chemicals. At the end, they would have to identify what they had created, the elements that had gone into it, and write up the equation.

He was happy to see Kagome working with Kitsune. The boy had the highest average in the class and, with his help, Kagome could easily pull her grade up to a high B or low A before the semester ended.

After a few passes around the room to make sure everyone was set up properly, he retreated to the desk and began working on grading the remaining exams. He took regular breaks to walk around the room and check the students’ progress, but for the most part, it was a quiet class. He was making his final round of the class when it happened.

“Hey, guys, watch this!” Kouga’s voice rose over the sounds of the chatter and clatter of clean up that followed a lab. Inuyasha turned just in time to see Kouga jump up onto his stool. The stool teetered for a moment as Kouga’s arms pin wheeled to catch his balance. Then, almost in slow motion, both came crashing to the floor. One of Kouga’s arms slapped the still-full beaker of chemicals, sending it to the ground as well. The glass exploded, and liquid flew in every direction. A girl screamed as she was doused.

The room froze. Inuyasha shoved his way to the center of the mess. Kagome stood, liquid dripping off her clothes and down her skin. Her eyes were still wide with surprise. Kouga was pushing himself up, obviously not hurt except for his pride

“Everyone out!” Inuyasha barked. No one moved. “NOW!” The students hurriedly put whatever they were doing down and scurried out of the room. Inuyasha grabbed Kagome’s arm and pulled her to the back of the room, where a tiny shower stall was erected in the corner. He shoved her inside and turned on the water. A blast of icy, black water shot out of the three showerheads and Kagome gave a startled scream.

Inuyasha yanked the thin shower curtain closed “Take your clothes off.”

“But–”

“Now!”
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Kagome made a small noise in the back of her throat, but obeyed. Her shirt hit the shower floor with a wet slap. The sound must have satisfied Inuyasha that she was doing as she was told, because his silhouette moved away from the curtain.

Kagome stripped her pants off, a considerably difficult task now that they were soaking wet. They were soon followed by her bra and underwear. Now she stood in the stream of ice-cold water – that had turned from pitch black to a slightly translucent black-brown color – completely naked. Just the look of the water made her feel icky.

“How much longer do I have to stay here?” She asked, her teeth chattering from the cold. Still, she could feel the embarrassed blush on her face and neck.

“A full five minutes,” Inuyasha answered. He sounded far away and she wondered what he was doing.

“But it’s freezing!” Kagome protested. “And this water is disgusting!”

“I know, but it’s only a couple more minutes.”

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Inuyasha took the time Kagome was washing off to retrieve a bag of sand from the closet. Carefully he poured it over the spill, making sure he covered it completely. After the mess was soaked up, he would sweep it up and properly dispose of it with the other hazardous material. The glass would be swept up at the same time.

He glanced at the clock as he put the sand away, then walked back to the shower. Kagome squeaked in surprise when he reached in and turned off the water. He withdrew, shaking rusty-black water from his hand and arm as he did.

“I don’t suppose you know what I’m going to wear home, do you?” Kagome asked miserably between chattering teeth.

“Just a minute, I’ll find you something,” Inuyasha promised, scanning the room for something suitable.

“Hurry up, I’m freezing!”

“Is that any way to talk to your sensei?” he teased.

Her reply was so quiet and broken by her chattering teeth that he almost missed it. “I hope they turn blue.” He snorted in response and handed her a clean lab coat. “I’m soaking wet and you give me a white lab coat? Is this a joke?!”

“It’s just to keep you warm until I find something else. Hold on.” After a thorough search of the room turned up nothing, he stripped off his own jacket and gave it to her. Kagome stepped out of the shower looking very put out. The dark water was still dripping from her hair and legs. His coat, while it covered all the important parts, was no replacement for proper clothes. Inuyasha averted his eyes as images began to come unbidden to his mind.

“If you think I’m going anywhere like this, you are out of your mind!”

“Okay.” He raised his hands in a pacifying gesture, “I know where to get something better, but you’ll have to wait a few minutes. It’s in a different classroom.”

“Fine,” she snapped, crossing her arms.

Wincing at the annoyance in her voice, he went to the door and poked his head out. Sango and Shippou were the only students still waiting; both wore looks of concern.

“West-sensei...?” Shippou began.

“She’s fine,” Inuyasha cut him off. “But she needs something to wear home. Go to room A45 and tell the sensei there I need his Shinto priestess costume. Interrupt him if you have to.” Shippou nodded sharply and hurried off to do Inuyasha’s bidding. Inuyasha retreated into the room again, only to wish he hadn’t.

“Well?” Kagome snapped when he had drawn his head back inside. “I don’t see any clothes.”

“I sent Kitsune to fetch them,” he replied. Kagome pursed her lips and huffed. “Why are you mad at me?”

“Look at me!” Kagome exploded. “I have been drenched in nasty ice cold water and told to strip naked in the middle of school. I have no clothes to wear home, nothing to dry off with, and I now smell like... like... Gods, I don’t even know what to call this! And it’s your fault! How exactly should I feel?!”

Inuyasha lowered his eyelids impassively. “Grateful comes to mind.” Under different circumstances, he would have laughed at the mix of emotions that flashed across her face. He was also thankful he was not close enough to be slapped.

“Grateful!” Kagome sputtered.

Inuyasha nodded. “I don’t know what kind of lotion you use, what your clothes are made of, what you wash your clothes in, if you use dryer sheets, what brand of make-up or perfume, what you had for lunch, the soap or shampoo you use, or any other beauty products for that matter. How are these things produced? Are they organic or mostly processed? What processes go into making them? While the chemicals you used today are not dangerous on their own, when they are mixed with unknown ingredients the result can be serious.” Kagome blushed and studied her bare feet, muttering a small apology. Inuyasha chuckled.

Just then, the door cracked open and Kitsune stuck his arm in, along with a dangling pile of red and white cloth. Inuyasha accepted it and passed it off to Kagome. “I’ll send your friend in to help you get dressed. Just leave the coat on the desk and I’ll pick it up later when I come to clean up.” He stopped with his hand on the doorknob. “One more thing, If you notice strange rashes or don’t feel well, anything, call a doctor. I’ll see to it the school foots the bill. If they don’t, I will.”

Kagome nodded and smiled as he left the room and Sango entered.
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With Kagome taken care of, Inuyasha turned his attention to the next most important issue: Ookami. The boy, up to this point, had been an annoyance, but now he had definitely gone too far. He would have loved to tell the boy his little attempt at acrobatics would be getting him expelled from the class, but, like most of the students, he had taken advantage of the early dismissal and vanished.

Inuyasha pushed the door to his classroom open and moved to his office. He had learned long ago the importance of keeping it locked whenever he was out of the room, so had to take the time to dig his keys out of his pocket. Once inside, he dropped into his chair and turned on his computer screen. It took several minutes to get into the school’s documents and print out a copy of the form he wanted. With great care, he filled out the blanks in his neatest script.

As he filled in the bulk of the complaint, a tap on his door drew his attention up. Miroku stood in the doorway, Inuyasha’s briefcase in one hand and his slightly soggy jacket over his shoulder. The other teacher wore an expression that was torn between confusion and amusement. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow expectantly.

“I must say I’ve had an interesting half hour,” Miroku said in a bemused tone. “First, my riveting lecture is interrupted with the strange demand by a young man in need of female robes. Then, as I dismiss class I run across said robes on a young woman, who asks if I would mind taking you some lost belongings. Care to explain?”

Inuyasha rolled his eyes, and extended the form to Miroku. The dark-haired man placed the items he held on a spare chair and accepted the paper. After a moment of silent reading, he looked up, his bemusement having given way to concern. “Was the girl seriously hurt?”

“Fortunately, no. But it could have easily gone the other way,” Inuyasha answered. “And I’ll make sure your costume is washed before it’s returned.”

Miroku shrugged, “It would be no great loss. There probably isn’t 600 yen in the whole thing.”

“Still...”

“Whatever, Yash.” Miroku rolled his eyes and handed the form back to his friend. “Just finish up so we can grab some food. I’m starving.”

It was Inuyasha’s turn to roll his eyes. “Well prop your feet up and get comfortable. I still have to clean up the lab before I leave.”