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Chapter One
My first Inu-yasha AU fic! Yay aren’t we all happy now? ^^ It another ‘modern school’ type fic ^^(). Ok umm bare with me here and just check it out for yourself. My cable been out and I haven’t had internet access in a couple of day >.< so this kind of popped out. I had some other fic that was really long, but I hated it so I dumped it ^^() I’ve also changed the name a bit but you can still recognize them. I also had to add last names to the characters that didn’t have them.
Warnings: yaoi/yuri, incest (yup another Inu/Sessy. Getting sick of them yet?) R/NC-17 let just see where is goes ^.~ also some OOC with some characters ‘cause I ‘m making some characters nicer and meaner, if you know what I mean! (No? That’s ok ^^)
Ages: (Inu-yasha) Yasha Hanyou- 18 (Sesshoumaru) Sess Youkai- 28 Kagome Higarashi- 17 Rin- 8 (God I’m so cheesy with last names >.<) Miroku Hoshi-19 Sango Tagia-17 Principal Kaede- 68 Naraku- 30 Kanna- 12 Kagura- 16
That’s all for now, if I can think of anymore character I want to add to the fic I’ll do that ^^
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Yasha looked around the tall building. His first day at his new school, and already he was late. ‘Like hell I’ll be able to find my way around here,’ he thought as he entered the tall building. He passed by a statute with a model of the first principal at the school. He looked back at it and smirked. He stopped and walked up to it and touched it, then knocked its head a couple of times. “Young man! I said young man!” a sharp voice rang out. He stopped and squinted at the voice calling him. An old woman stormed up to him and glared at the young man. He grinned at her. “And what do you think you’re doing young man, and out of class too!” she shouted. “It’s my first day Granny, and I got lost,” he said emphasizing on ‘Granny’ She took a step back and glared at him. She grabbed him by his long black hair and started pulling him to the principal’s office. “You come with me young man!” “Ow, ow, ow! Hey Granny you’re pulling on my hair!” he shouted and pulled his hair away. She marched down the hall with him in tow. The classes near by opened their doors to see what was the commotion about. Yasha smirked at the kids peeking out of their classrooms. Girls swooned looking at his tall lean figure that showed nicely through his uniform. His long black hair was tied back with a single tie and it swished behind him like a cat’s tail. His cool dark eyes set on the door of the principal’s office. She opened it and pushed him inside. He grunted and sat down at the chair offered to him. She went out of the office and called the principal in. She slowly walked in and sat down the chair in front of Yasha. Yasha smirked but then looked at the woman. He sat in shock for a moment then smiled. “Well if it isn’t Granny Kaede,” he said then leaned his feet up on the table. She pushed them off the sternly looked at him. “Yasha, I’m not too surprised to see you here,” she said slowly. “I see you’re upsetting the teachers already,” she said. He laughed. “Hey I just got lost in this hell hold you call a school,” “Yasha, you will call me principal here. You may have dated my granddaughter[1] but that is over now,” she said, looking him right in the eye. His grin faded. “What can I say, she’s…” “I know, and I’m sorry you had to put up with it, but that does not mean you can not treat me disrespectfully. Especially here.” She said. “Alright, alright…” he said laughing. “Principal…” he said trying out the word. She smiled and folded her hands and rested her chin on them. “What brings you to this school?” she asked. He leaned back and looked up at the ceiling. “I’m still searching,” he said slowly. She nodded and closed her eyes. “Have you found-“ “No,” he added quickly, looking out the door. The teacher who led him in was listening at the door. The principal glared and got up. She opened the door and the teacher fell down in front of her. The teacher laughed nervously and backed up. Kaede glared at her. “And what may I ask are you doing?” she asked sternly. “I-I lost my contact and I was looking for it,” she started and started backing away from Kaede. Kaede shook her head and looked at Yasha. He smirked and started laughing. She looked back at the teacher. “Please go, I have a conference with a student,” she said and closed the door. Yasha laughed. “Burn…” he said and gave her the thumbs up. She shook her head at him and sat down slowly. “Now Yasha, I will go easy on you now, but next time, you won’t be so lucky.” She said. “Yeah, yeah…” he muttered getting up. “Just lead me to my next period ok?” he said. “Well you missed all your other periods but you can still make your last period.” “Whatever...” She sighed and handed him a map. “ I wouldn’t talk back to this teacher. He doesn’t take crap,” she said.
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The class stirred. They were going to have a new student. From the rumors going around school he was kind of a bad-ass. The girls were excited. Kagome leaned over to her friend Sango and whispered to her. “Hey, so what do you think this guy is like?” she asked. “I don’t know. But if he’s a bad-ass then he’s pretty unlucky being in this class.” She whispered back. Kagome giggled. Sango looked at her. “Is bad-ass your type?” she asked. Kagome blushed. “I wouldn’t say that…” Sango laughed at Kagome’s blush and Kagome smacked her friend. Just then the door opened and the new student walked through the door. Everyone sat at attention and waited for the teacher to introduce him. Yasha looked around. ‘Where’s the teacher?’ he though impatiently. Five seconds later another figure came into the room. He stopped by the desk and dropped off his stuff. He looked at the new student and pulled out a list. He nodded and checked something off. “You are Yasha…right?” he said slowly. “Yeah that’s me,” he muttered. He looked at the teacher. He was tall, very tall. His black hair, similar to Yasha’s was down to his shoulders and tied back by a rubber band. His eyes were a dark cool color, settled on Yasha, looking him over. The thing that was most noticeable about him was two scars across his cheeks. Yasha turned away, a little bit of red on his cheeks. “What are you waiting for Yasha, sit down,” the teacher said gruffly. Yasha glared at him and took a set next to a shorter black haired boy. He looked at Yasha and grinned. “Hey, my name’s Miroku, I see you have a way with the ladies.” He said smirked at him. Yasha smiled back. “Really? A ladies man yourself?” he asked. Miroku stretched and pulled his arms behind him. “Maybe you’d say that…” “I think I like you…” Yasha said shaking his hand. The teacher glared at the two and stood in front of them. “Yasha, I’m sure you’re done introducing yourself?” Yasha turned around and gave the teacher a look, and stuck his legs on the desk. “Yeah I think I’m done Sir,” he added sarcastically. The teacher took his feet and flung them off the desk. Yasha yelped out and fell backward. The teacher grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up so that he met his face. He breathed down Yasha’s face and glared at the student. “That’s Mr. Youkai to you.” He hissed out and dropped him at his desk. The students watched in semi-fear as the teacher walked back up to his desk and began his lesion. Yasha sat there not blinking for a moment. He finally breathed and slumped over the desk. ‘What was that guy thinking? He could have killed me,’ Yasha thought to himself. He looked back at the taller teacher, writing on the chalk board. Yasha shivered ‘Damn, I can still feel his breath on my face,’ he thought. He felt a tap on is shoulder. He turned around and faced Miroku. “Don’t worry about it. Mr. Youkai is always like that. No on, I mean NO ONE has ever stood up to him so consider yourself lucky.” Miroku whispered. “He’s really cold. He’s been like that since he first started.” Miroku added. “How long has he been here?” Yasha asked. Miroku shrugged. “A couple a years I think,” Yasha turned back to the teacher and glared at him. Then he noticed the teacher was looking back at him. They kept eye contact for a full minuet before Yasha began to turn red again and looked away. ‘I can’t keep eye contact with him,’ he thought looking down at the ground. He decided to give it one more try and looked back at the teacher. This time determined not to look away. Mr. Youkai watched Yasha and stared at him when Yasha looked back at him. He chuckled to himself. ‘I’m not going to loose this one, boy,’ he thought. Mr. Youkai looked to the class. “Study hall today,” he said. The class cheered and the noise started up again. Mr. Youkai went back to his staring contest with Yasha. Yasha gave his full attention, determined not to back down. Yasha looked into Mr. Youkai’s eyes. Cool and black, like endless pits. Kind of similar to his. Yasha’s eyes narrowed. Without even realizing it the bell had rung. Yasha looked at the clock. ‘Have I been staring at him for the entire class?’ he thought to himself. Miroku patted his back. “Come with me, you can meet my friends.” He said. “Yasha, I want to speak with you,” Mr. Youkai said to him. Yasha growled and sat back down. He looked up at Miroku. He smiled and hit him on the back. “I wait for you outside,” he said and left. Yasha sat there, waiting for Mr. Youkai to start talking. He didn’t move, he was still at his desk shuffling through his papers. Yasha began to fidget around. He looked back the teacher. He was still looking through his papers. Yasha growled again. ‘He’s just looking through his papers. Why does he need me here?’ He thought angrily. He began to get up. “Don’t move Yasha, I haven’t spoken to you yet,” he said not looking up. “Feh! You’re not talking! You’re just looking through your papers. Don’t waist my time Sir,” he added sarcastically. Mr. Youkai got up and glared at his student. Yasha froze in his spot. He looked up at the taller teacher. Mr. Youkai came up to him and grabbed his shoulders. Yasha flinched a bit and backed away. He shuddered and turned away from the teacher. “Don’t…touch me…” he hissed out. Mr.Youkai looked at the student carefully for a moment. ‘That was fear in his eyes’ he thought to himself. ‘That look is all too familiar,’ “I know you think you’re some tough guy. You will not act out in my class again.” He said slowly. “Whatever,” he said about to leave. Mr.Youkai grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Yasha quickly pulled himself back and started to back away. But in the process slipped and started to fall. He fell on the ground with a loud thump. Yasha looked up at the teacher winching. Then grinned. “You know…” he said, starting to unbutton his uniform top. He pulled the top of jacket off and pulled it down his shoulder. “I could so get in you in trouble for molesting a minor,” he said and showed off his shoulder. Mr. Youkai raised his eyebrow. “Really? You know they have test to determine that. My semen isn’t on you. Plus you’re not a minor.” He said turning back to his desk. Yasha pouted and re-buttoned his shirt. “How do you know?” Mr. Youkai rolled his eyes. “You haven’t been in school long. Either that or you never pay attention.” He pulled out a file. “Each of your teachers has gotten a file on you stating information on you and your school work.” He said. Yasha got up and walked to the teacher’s desk. He leaned over looking at his file. “What did you want me for?” he asked tapping his foot. “If you have been paying attention this is English class…” Yasha looked at the papers on his desk. Sure enough they were English papers. He laughed and held his hands behind his neck. “Well I’ll be damned,” he muttered. Mr. Youkai rolled his eyes and continued. “When I give out assignments I give them out according to who well you do. There are three ranks. The first one is the highest and the hardest to do. The second is average and what most of the students are in. And the third is the easiest and for the students who have the most trouble in class.” He said. He looked at Yasha’s file. “According to this file you’d be good in the first group.” Yasha rolled his eyes. “Yeah right, no way am I in the brainy group.” He muttered sarcastically. Mr. Youkai raised an eyebrow. “Really? Your work is…impressive,” he said looking through his file. Yasha leaned in and looked at his writing. A lot of them were short stories and essays. But there was one that was poem that he wrote a long time ago. He leaned in some more to look at it. He frowned and realized what it was. He grabbed the paper from Mr. Youkai’s hand and crumbled it in his pocket. Mr. Youkai stood up and was about to the paper form Yasha, when he turned around and faced the teacher. “This is just something stupid I wrote when I was young. It means nothing now.” He said grinning at the teacher. “Say…” Yasha looked at his name plate on the desk. “…Sess…why don’t you just stick me in the average group. I’m sure I can handle that,” he said still grinning. Sess frowned and stepped away from his desk. He crossed his arms and shrugged. “Fine, whatever you want.” He said. Yasha grinned and stared out the door. He looked outside and saw that Miroku was gone. He growled and smacked his head. ‘Damn it, that stupid teacher kept me so long I missed Miroku. Not just that I also missed the bus too.’ He stomped his foot and kicked the door. Sess came out and touched his shoulder gently. “I’ll give you a ride home, since I kept you for so long.” He said and started heading out. Yasha blushed a bit. He shook his head and went after him. He ran up next up next to him and tried to keep pace. ‘Why does he walk so fast?’ Yasha thought as he ran to keep up with Sess. When he finally caught up to him he tried to start conversation. “So Sess…What kind of car does a bad-ass like you drive?” He looked at Yasha. “Sess?” “That is your name right?” “Yes, but why are you calling me it?” he said to him. “It’s your name that’s why,” Sess rolled his eyes. And faced Yasha. “I am your teacher. You will call me Mr. Youkai.” It was Yasha’s turn to roll his eyes. “Yeah, but you’re not my teacher now. It’s after school hours,” he said. Sess sighed but went with that. Once they got outside Yasha began to look for his car. “So where is it?” he asked impatiently. Sess pointed in front of him. Yasha followed the hand and gaped. He looked at Sess again. He gaped at Sess. “A motor cycle?!” he shouted. Sess gave him a look. “Yes, a motor cycle. Are you afraid?” he teased. Yasha glared at him. “No, come on, I wanna get home.” He said and stormed off to the bike. Sess snickered and got on. He kicked the kick stand and waited for Yasha to get on. He looked at the nervous boy. “Well?” Yasha turned red and got on the bike. Once he got his feet ready he put his hands on his thighs. Sess looked at him again and grunted. “You might want to hold onto to me, unless you want to fall off,” he said. Yasha’s face went red again. Slowly he wrapped his hands around Sess’s back and gently placed them on his abdomen. Sess shuddered at the boy’s touch. ‘Damn that feels good,’ Sess thought. Yasha kept his face as far away from Sess’s body as he could. He could feel his face heat up. Sess turned his face around and faced Yasha. “Where do you live?” he asked. “South street [2], the small apartment complex right on it…” “I know where that is,” he said quickly. The hands on his stomach tightened as the motor cycle roared to life. Sess twitched a bit at the grip and looked at Yasha again. “Ready?” he said huskily. Yasha nodded dumbly. For the first time in his life having absolutely nothing to say. The bike started and they were off. They went zooming down the road. Yasha could feel the wind whipping back on his face. He closed his eyes as tears started to come from them. He pulled forward and latched his head onto Sess’s back. Sess twitched again at the feel of Yasha’s head on him. Yasha’s frowned at himself. ‘What the hell do you think you’re doing? He’s a guy! And a teacher. I’m only doing this because the winds too much.’ Yasha thought to himself Yasha blinked. The bike had stopped. They were in front of his house. He looked up at the building. Sess turned to Yasha. “This looks like your stop,” he said. Yasha nodded and jumped off. He stopped and looked at Sess. Sess watch him with his cool eye. Yasha forced a cough. “Yeah well, thanks.” He muttered. Sess waved his hand. “See you in class then,” he said and sped off. Yasha watched him drive away. He frowned and mentally kicked himself. He turned around and went into the building. He tried the knob but it wouldn’t budge. He growled and kicked it open. Once it was open he stepped in and started his climb to his apartment. After a few hundred steps he finally made it to the top. He panted and leaned against the door. The door next him opened and he growled. “Yasha…good to see you back,” a voice purred at him. Yasha rolled his eyes. “What ever Naraku, you better not have let Kanna in my apartment again,” he muttered out. He laughed and touched Yasha’s shoulders. “No, no she’s not in there today,” he said and leaned into Yasha’s ear. “I don’t know about Kagura though…” Yasha pulled away and growled at him. Naraku laughed. “I though I told you not to touch me,” he hissed out. Naraku winked at him. “If you can’t stand me so much then why don’t you leave?” he suggested. Yasha looked to the ground and started opening his door. Naraku laugh and placed his hands on Yasha’s shoulders. Then made his way around his neck and touched his face. “That’s right, you can’t you have to find him, can’t leave here until you do,” Naraku said slowly. Yasha moved away form Naraku’s grip and started heading into his apartment. Naraku laughed again and left for his apartment. Yasha growled when he looked around. It was a mess. His table was turned over, food was everywhere, and the TV was blinking between static and regular channels. He looked around, over turning messed up blankets and trash. “Kanna!” he shouted. “Kanna! You get out here now!” he shouted. Over to his right a blanket moved. He sighed and pulled it up. There under it was a little girl with pure white hair. Her hair had two small clips in them in the shape of flowers and she wore a white dress. She looked at him blankly. Yasha sighed. “Naraku let you in again, damn I don’t care if you his daughter just get out!” he shouted. Kanna turned her head and went into Yasha’s room. Yasha followed her and frowned at the site he saw. There on his bed, asleep was Kagura, Naraku’s other daughter. ‘Why is he keeping so many kids? It’s not like he’s a good parent, hell he’s gay for god’s sake. Where is he getting them?’ he thought angrily. He went up to Kagura and kicked her. She muttered and slowly woke up. She looked at him a glared. “Get out of my bed,” he said to her. She rolled her eyes and looked over at Kanna. “Did you destroy everything?” she asked. Kanna nodded, hugging her doll closer. Yasha narrowed his eyes and looked back at Kagura. “What do you mean destroy everything?” he asked. “Father,” she said sarcastically. “Wanted us to come over and destroy everything here so you’ll have to stay with him,” she said and smirked at him. Yasha glared and picked Kagura up. Then dropped her by Kanna. He pointed at the door. “Get out,” The girls didn’t move. Yasha growled and stomped his foot. “NOW!” The girls stepped back and high tailed it out of there. Yasha grunted and fell back on his bed. He sighed and un-buttoned his uniform shirt. Once that was off he pulled off his under shirt and lied there in his pants alone. ‘I can’t go anywhere with out some pervert trying to molest me,’ he thought. He reached his arms above his head and stretched. His thin lean figure was outlined by the dim light in the room. “Brats, no matter how many times I lock the door Naraku can always let them in.” he said out loud to himself. He turned his head and let down his hair. “I wonder where Sess lives…” He sat up quickly and smacked his head. “Stupid, stupid…he’s a teacher Mr. Youkai.” He said to himself. “Shouldn’t I be thinking about girls anyway, girls my age. Come on there was at least one good girl in my class…” He lied back down and put his arms behind his head. Something poked him, he sat back up and groped for his pocket. He pulled his hand back, inside it was the paper he crumbled up earlier. A sad look crossed his face. He opened is slowly looking at it. He read the poem he wrote so long ago. He glared and threw it down on the ground. He flung himself backwards and shoved a pillow in his face. “Damn…”
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Sess put his papers on his desk, and sat down to drink his morning coffee. He set the papers in front of him, spreading them out a bit. The door slammed open and Sess looked up. There in the doorway was a very tired looking Yasha. He stumbled in and collapsed on his desk. Sess watched him. Yasha looked up at him and glared. “What are you looking at…?” Sess shrugged. “Surprised to see you here,” he said and went back to his coffee. Yasha growled and got up. He headed over to Sess’s desk and grabbed him by the collar. “What you don’t think I can handle your class? You think that just because I wanted to be in you ‘average’ group that I’m dumb? No I’m not dumb, just because you teachers are older think you’re so smart! Well you’re not!” he shouted. Sess looked at him not blinking. He coughed and stood up and forced Yasha to let him go. “I was going to say I was surprised to see you here because it’s Saturday [3],” “So?” “No classes today,” Yasha froze. He looked back up to Sess and started twitching. “No…School…” he said and fell over. Sess bent over Yasha and held out a hand. Yasha took it and was pulled up. He sighed and sat down on the desk. Sess narrowed his eyes at him but did nothing. Yasha turned around and faced Sess. “So Sess, what are you doing here?” he asked him. He raised an eyebrow at him. “Papers, I’m grading papers.” He said pointing at the papers. “Feh, you’re boring,” he and jumped from the desk. Sess watched him and pulled off his glasses. “I’ll treat you to lunch then,” he said. Yasha froze and turned around to face his teacher. Sess showed no emotion as Yasha tuned a slight shade of red and stuck his hands in his pockets. He looked back at Sess then smirked. “Fine then, I don’t have any money though,” he said. Sess smirked and put his papers in a pile. “Fine, I said I’d treat anyway,” he said. Yasha sat on his desk and wait for Sess to get ready. Sess placed his papers in his briefcase, and pulled off his jacket. He looked at Yasha. ‘I shouldn’t be taking him out. He’s a student,’ he thought. Yasha stretched his arms pulling up part of his uniform. His stomach was showed to the world. Sess’s eyes narrowed. He coughed and went back to getting ready. “You ready yet?” “In a minuet,” he said. He tossed the rest of his stuff in his briefcase and hung his jacket over his shoulder. He walked over to the door and opened it, then looked back at Yasha. Yasha jumped up and stood next to him. They headed out to the parking lot. Sess stopped by his Motor cycle and handed his briefcase to Yasha. “I need you to hold this for me while we ride. I normally do it myself but since I have a passenger I need you to do it,” Sess said to him. Yasha shrugged. “Right, so where are we going?” Sess got on his bike and started it. “Small place near by my apartment,” he said. Yasha got on and gulped. ‘Great, this is just like before…’ he thought. He placed the briefcase between their bodies and leaned in to keep it from falling. He slowly reached around Sess’s body and griped his stomach. Sess shuddered again. ‘Damn why does he keep doing that,’ he thought. He got ready and the bike went roaring off. They traveled around town a bit, just looking at the sites, until the came to the restaurant. Sess stopped, and yasha let go of him. Yasha looked at the small restaurant. It was no bigger then a small house and slightly dingy. Yasha smirked. ‘Kind of looks like the old house,’ he thought. Sess got off the bike and Yasha followed. A girl came from the restaurant and waved at Sess. Sess gave her a small wave. “Papa!!” a little voice shouted. A little girl ran from inside the restaurant and up to Sess arms. He bent down and caught her. The girl squealed and held onto Sess tightly. He pulled her back and looked at her. “Were you good for Kagome?” She nodded and smiled. “Yeah! I was really good, I helped sis make cookies!” she said. Kagome came from inside the restaurant and looked at the two. Yasha looked at her and pointed. “Hey! You’re in my class!” he shouted. She smiled and nodded. “Yeah! I’m Kagome, nice to meet you,” She shook his hand and bent down to Rin. “I’ll get your cookies so you can take then home,” she said. Sess stood up. “That won’t be necessary. We’re getting something to eat,” he said pointing at Yasha. Kagome smiled and nodded. She went back inside to get them a table. Yasha looked at the girl. ‘So he has a wife, or a girlfriend,’ he thought. He watched Sess walk in with the little girl. He leaned against the bike. ‘So why am I feeling bad for myself?’ Sess looked back outside. “Yasha! Come on,” he shouted. Yasha snapped out of his stupor and walked into the small restaurant. He spotted Sess and sat by him. The little girl was across form him. She smiled and waved. “My names Rin, what yours?” she asked. “Yasha,” “Bother Yasha!” she shouted and giggled. Sess touched her back and she calmed down. Yasha turned to Sess. “So uh, she’s your daughter?” he asked. “Sort of,” he said and leaned into Yasha’s face. “I adopted her. You see her parents were killed in a robbery. She was the only survivor. Lost the ability to speak. When I found her she was living off the streets.” Yasha leaned back and looked at the cheerful little girl. He frowned and growled a bit. “Bastards,” he muttered out. Sess nodded. “I’d to seek my own revenge…” Kagome came up to then and gave them menus. She winked at them. “Ok guys, take your time,” she said and left. “Kagome’s family watches Rin while I teach at school.” He added then started through the menu. Yasha began to look through his menu but then snuck a peak at Sess. He had his legs crossed and was fully engrossed in his menu. Rin was coloring her menu and laughing every so often. Sess looked at him. “Did you pick what you wanted?” “Uh yeah,” he said quickly and looked back at the menu. Kagome came back and took their orders. Rin ate her crackers and looked at Yasha. He pulled down on his shirt and he leaned into her. “Are you papa’s friend?” she asked. Yasha pulled back a bit. Sess looked at her. “He’s my student,” he said quickly. “Oh…” she leaned into Sess’s face. “He’s pretty!” she whispered. Yasha heard that and blushed a little. Rin giggled and Sess held her. He whispered something in her ear and she giggled. He smirked at Yasha. “What were you saying about me?” he asked leaning into the table. Sess laughed. “Absolutely nothing,” Yasha glared at him then sat back down. Rin giggled and leaned over to him. She went up to his ear. “I’ll tell ‘ya what he said,” she started. A slight blush came across Sess’s face, and he pulled Rin back over to his lap. He coughed and looked over his shoulder. “Lunch is here,” Kagome set down the food and waved to them. And they started to eat. Rin smiled at Yasha. “Papa brought a friend. Papa never brings his friends,” she said. Yasha looked at Sess. Sess was too busy eating to take notice to the two. ‘I’m surprised he doesn’t have a girlfriend. It’s not like he’d have trouble getting one, I mean he is really good looking…’ He mentally smacked himself again. ‘Why do I keep doing that, he’s not that good looking…’ he looked back up at Sess. Yasha felt his cheeks go a little red. ‘He’s staring at me…’
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“Keep Rin for a while longer, I’ll pick her up later,” Sess shouted and turned to his motor cycle. Yasha walked up behind him and sat down on the bike. Sess sat down in front of him and turned around to face him. “You want to go somewhere else?” he asked. Yasha shook his head. “Na, I just want to go home.” He said. Sess nodded and drove off. They arrived at his apartment and Yasha got off. Yasha looked at Sess. “You wanna come in or something?” he asked. Sess shrugged. “Why not,” he said and got off his bike. They walked in together. Yasha kicked the door open and they began their long climb up the stairs. Once they got there Sess leaned back to catch his breath. “Why is your room so high up?” Sess asked out of breath. Yasha sighed. “You’ll find out soon…” Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped themselves around Sess and held him tight. Sess yelped and backed away. He stepped by Yasha and turned to him. “Who the hell is that?!” he shouted pointing. A laugh came form the shadows and Naraku came out. He had his long messy black hair tied up in a pony tail. He had a black button up shirt that was unbuttoned a bit at the top and dark black pants. He leaned against the door frame and chuckled at Yasha. “Sorry about that, I thought you were Yasha…” he moved towered Sess. “Though I wouldn’t mind having you…” Yasha snorted and pulled Sess into his apartment, then slammed the door shut. Yasha growled and threw his jacket to the ground and sat on a near by chair. Sess sat in front of him. “Who’s the bastard?” he asked. Yasha sighed. “The land lord...The only reason why I’m next to him is because he put me there. I swear I’m going to wake up one morning and find out he molested me or something.” Yasha said rubbing his temples. “He hasn’t done anything has he?” Sess asked, eyes narrowing. “Na, he still thinks I’m a minor. I told him I was 17 [4] so he hasn’t done anything yet. As soon as he thinks I’m 18 then I’m in deep shit.” Yasha said. Sess frowned at him. “Then why are you here?” he asked. Yasha looked to the ground. “The rents cheep...he lowered it for me,” he said snickering. Sess looked at him seriously and leaned in. “No, there has to be another reason why you’re enduring this...” Yasha looked away. He looked at the door as if someone would come in and interrupt them. Sess watched him seriously. Yasha got up and went into the small kitchen. He pulled out a beer and tossed it to Sess. Sess caught it and opened it with one quick motion. Yasha leaned in and smirked. “Let’s play a little game, a drinking game...”
After a few hours Yasha and Sess drank the entire case of beer and were looking for more. Yasha pulled off his shirt and leaned back on his chair shirtless, his legs opened up and pants un-buttoned. Sess growled at the provocative pose. Yasha looked at him, eye’s half open and smirked. “Like what you see?” he said licking his fingers. Sess gave him a look. “What are you talking about?” Yasha stood up and swayed a bit. He walked to Sess and leaned over to him. Sess froze in his seat and watched the drunken boy walk up to him. Yasha pulled his hair down and leaned over Sess. He placed his arms on Sess’s shoulders and straddled his waist. He leaned in and blew in his ear. Sess jumped up and pushed Yasha off of him. Yasha feel to the ground with a loud thud. He looked at Sess and moaned. “That’s enough, you’re drunk.” Sess said coldly. Yasha pouted. “Come on...I just wanna have some fun...” he said. He stumbled up and walked into Sess. He leaned into him and pressed his face into his chest. He looked up at him and gave him a toothy grin. “You know, I’ve never kissed a guy...” He leaned in to kiss Sess. Sess moved back and pushed Yasha away. Yasha looked at him and licked his lips. “Don’t walk away from me,” he said softly. Sess shook his head and grabbed the boy’s shoulders. “You are drunk out of your mind, you won’t remember anything in the morning.” Sess said to him. Yasha swayed a bit and hic upped. “You wanna know why I’m here?” he said leaning against Sess again. Sess sighed and started pushing Yasha to his bed. “Why?” he asked. “’Cause I’m looking for someone,” he said. He tripped on something and Sess caught him. He laughed and hugged Sess. Sess pulled him off and carried him the rest of the way to his bed. “I’m looking for my brother...” he said yawning. Sess set him on his bed and pulled the blanket up to his waist. He looked at the half-awake Yasha. Yasha smiled and reached for him. “Sess...come here...don’t leave me,” he moaned out. Sess backed up and stood by the door. He turned around away from Yasha so he wouldn’t be tempted. Yasha sat up and leaned to him. “Sess...Please...” Sess ignored him, and leaned against the door. Yasha pouted and flopped back on his bed. Sess heard him fall back and turned around to face him. Yasha’s eyes started to close. Sess breathed and started to leave. “Wait, no...Don’t leave me...” he moaned out. Sess faced him again. ‘I should leave, I can’t have him all over me,’ he thought. But then a picture of Naraku leaning against the door came into Sess’s mind. He growled and went back into the room. Sess sat on the bed and waited for Yasha to fall asleep. Reached out and gently touched the boy’s face. He muttered and rolled onto his hand. Sess sighed. ‘This will a long night...’
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Yasha woke up and yawned a bit. He grabbed his head and rubbed his temple. He groaned and looked into the light that poured into his room. “Uh...Hangover...” he muttered. He got up and stumbled a bit. He walked into the kitchen and lied his head down on the counter. His hair was all over his face; he moved some of it and rubbed his eyes. “What the hell happened to me...” he muttered. He looked over his shoulder and small chairs knocked over. He stumbled over and picked them up. He sat down on the chairs and tilted his head back. He let his hands fall on his sides, and felt something. He turned his head and looked down at the thing he touched. It was a jacket, Sess’s jacket. Yasha’s heart froze as he remembered the events from last night. All of it came back to him a rush. All the things he said and did. He growled and threw the jacket on the ground. “Damn it!” he shouted and banged his fist on the wall. He leaned his head on the wall and silently cursed himself. ‘Why the hell did I do that? What was I thinking...and where the hell is he now?’ he thought to himself. Suddenly he heard a knock on the door. He walked to it and opened it. There was Kanna standing in front of him. He growled at her. “What do you want?” he hissed. “Father wants you to keep it down, he’s sleeping.” She said softly. “Unless you want him to come over,” she added. Yasha slammed the door on her and sat back on the chair. He ran his fingers through his hair and started cursing to himself over and over again. He looked over the jacket he threw to the ground and picked it up again. He set it on his lap and stared at it. He held it close to him. “Shit...” He jumped up form the chair and ran for the bathroom.
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Alright the first chapter is done ^^ I promise there will be more to come! Just tell me what you think ok? ^. ~ REVIEW!
[1]- That’s Kikyo; I thought it would be easier for the sake of the fic to make her Kaede’s granddaughter.
[2]-Actually street. For a trip my dad and I went to Philly and down South street. They had good anime stores: D
[3]-In Japan they have school on Saturdays but only 2 Saturdays a month. Looks like Yasha didn’t look at his calendar! ^^()
[4]- I don’t know the age for minor’s in Japan, so I’ll leave it at 18 ^^