Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
Thanks to Tsuki Ai for betaing
Chapter 1
The young man stood in the spacious room. His face was so emotionless and suggested such boredom that an outsider would never guess that this handsome boy was receiving his fifth speech this month about his behavior from his frustrated principal.
"Sesshoumaru-kun," the woman said with a deep sigh, "I don't understand, your marks are excellent, but you seem to enjoy making problems. Would you care to explain that to me?"
The man shook his head, his unusual silver hair falling over his eyes in a playful manner.
"Hnn."
The woman sighed again, taking a deep sip of her coffee. She didn't like to give up on her students and she was not going to do it now, even if Sesshoumaru was basically begging for this. Perhaps, she mused, she was looking at this problem the wrong way? Maybe…
A gleam entered her expressive brown eyes. Perhaps she should try another method to get through to the boy.
"Well," the woman said happily, "it seems it cannot be helped. You have to pay for your behavior." Golden eyes narrowed at her words. She was planning something and the boy knew he was not going to like it.
Twenty minutes later, the man left the office, his clenched jaw was the only sign of the fury inside him.
"So… how did it go?" asked the violet-eyed boy when the man turned into the corridor.
"She gave me community service to do."
"In other words, you're still our fellow student, right?" Sesshoumaru nodded, falling breathlessly into a nearby desk. His brilliant plan had been mercilessly destroyed and being honest, it was painful blow to his pride. How hard could it be to get expelled from school?
His head connected with the surface of the desk. Obviously, it was too hard for him. He tried everything that could come to mind. Perhaps, it was time to ask for help. With resignation, the man looked up.
"Help…" he murmured as quietly as possible, but the student sitting near him heard it well enough because his face brightened.
"Of course, my dear friend. Let's think," Miroku replied with glee, tapping his chin thoughtfully, "you tried angering your teachers, students, even the principal, but she's the most forgiving person I have known, so that gave you nothing."
Sesshoumaru grunted in reply.
"Do not worry; you can try angering her as a mother. You will get expelled for certain."
"You realize I have no idea what you're talking about, right?" Miroku waved his hand dismissingly.
"That's what I am here for! Now, you probably know our principal's daughter Kagome, right?" The man nodded, who didn't know that girl? The students gave her a hard time her freshman year because of her mother's position.
"Well," Miroku continued, cutting his train of thoughts, "she's her mother's sweetheart and… very, very innocent girl." Sesshoumaru frowned.
"Are you trying to tell me something?"
"Use that thick skull of yours! Seduce the daughter and mommy would throw you out in a second!" Sesshoumaru's eyebrows dropped even lower. Was this guy insane?
Miroku shook his head in reply to his thoughts.
"Look, if you break Kagome's heart and then pull a bad prank on the principal, you'll get a one-way ticket from school." Sesshoumaru sighed miserably. After all, he had no other plans and it couldn't hurt to try another, even one as bad sounding as this one.
With a resigned sigh, he listened as Miroku revealed the rest of his master plot.
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Three girls walked out of the classroom, books in their hands, and laughter on their faces.
"Ah Kagome-chan, that movie was so cool! Next time you have to go with us!"
"Sorry about that. I had training and I couldn't go. Maybe some other weekend," the shortest of the three proposed.
"Sure, sure. You know, I'm proud that you're such a good gymnast, but truly sometimes I wish you weren't. Then you wouldn't have to stay so long at those trainings." The girl laughed again.
"I know what you mean Yuka. My mother says it at least once a week, Souta, once a day and my grandpa, once every three hours." The girl with short hair laughed, shaking her head.
Unknown to the trio, a certain person watched the whole exchange, his eyes following his target. It was kind of humiliating to stalk some unaware girl, but he had no choice. It was his last year in this school. If he wanted to get kicked out, he had to make his move soon. In other words, he was desperate.
'At least,' Sesshoumaru decided, 'she's quite pretty, even if she's short. It can't be helped I guess.'
With firm resolve, Sesshoumaru Hasegawa decided to seduce Kagome Higurashi, starting now. It couldn't be such a hard task, right?
The man left his hiding spot, advancing to the laughing girls. They stopped, looking at him curiously. Sesshoumaru took a moment before he spoke.
"You're Kagome, right?"
The blue-eyed girl nodded.
"What would you say on—" His speech was cut abruptly by a feminine finger on his lips. His eyebrow rose slightly in silent question.
"You're Sesshoumaru-senpai I suppose. I know very well that Miroku sent you. You're the eight boy this month that came here with a plan to seduce me, but let me make this clear: I'm not your way to get expelled mister!"
The girl smiled at him in an apologetic manner before turning back to her friends and linking her arms with theirs.
"Let's get Ayumi from her class and go out. I'm in desperate need of ice cream!" The girls laughed, quickly walking away, leaving the stunned man in his place.
As he watched Kagome's retreating back, Sesshoumaru decided he was not only terrible in getting out of this school, but also, which stung even more, in seducing innocent school girls.
He had the strange urge to bang his head on the nearest wall.