There are things in your everyday life that just inspire you to start something you know you don't have time for.

I do not have an editor so please excuse the mistakes.

The door slammed shut behind Kagome but she did not continue down the familiar hallway leading to her classroom. Lining both sides of the hallway were uniformed tall men with black suits. She could feel all their eyes on her but they didn't make a move to approach her. Maybe someone important was in today, which wasn't unheard, but it wasn't often they had them come here.

She forced herself to move, unwilling to be late to her own class. Setting her shoulders Kagome avoided looking at any of the men and entered her classroom, only relaxing when she heard the door click shut behind her.

"Good evening Higurashi-sensei." Her class called out to her, their smiling faces easing some of the tension, at least they weren't worried.

"Good evening everyone." She smiled back at them, setting her things on the table. "Today we're going to take the fondant we made yesterday and practice making different kinds of flowers."

Excited voices rang through the air as all fifteen of the women began to reach under their respective counters and into their group fridges to pull out the sealed fondant they had created yesterday.

Letting the positive, excited, energy in the air sweep her away, Kagome forgot all about her earlier encounter with the men in black.

The rest of class went, according to Ami, way to fast, but most of the women seemed pleased with their progress. Those that didn't were able to take home the leftover fondant and practice there. The next time they met was going to be two days from now and they would be trying to put the entire cake together in a special three hour class instead of the regular two hours.

"See you guys next time." She closed off her explanation and began to pack her own things as everyone else began to do the same. A few of the women came up to her to chat or ask questions that may have come up. It was half an hour before she was able to comfortably leave the room.

To her relief the men in black were no longer lining the walls and there was no issue in getting to the staff offices where she had a to turn in a request slip for supplies. Some of her fellow instructors were also there, getting ready to finish the day.

"I don't know if it's a good idea to allow him to enter my classroom." She could hear Tachibana-sensei talking to someone, and she did not sound happy.

"We could not deny his request-"

"There were men standing in the hallways for two hours, my clients were scared stiff and I will not be happy if one of them decides they do not wish to be in the same class as that-"

"Tachibana-san you must understand we are not allowed to say-"

"I want him out of my class."

Kagome felt bad for whoever Tachibana-sensei was snapping at, the older women taught a very traditional class and expected the same from her clients. She was known for her traditional dishes and only taught those that she agreed to, whoever the high class client with the army of bodyguards was, did not live up to her standards.

"His hours were very specific and you were-"

"That girl across the hall teaches at the same time as me."

Was the hag trying to push this person onto her!

"Higurashi-san specializes in everyday cuisine Tachibana-sama."

"Make it happen or I will shut this school down!" everyone watched as the older woman stormed out of the room, not sparing anyone a glance.

Kagome only hoped that whoever Tachibana was talking to didn't-

"Higurashi-san!"

Damn.

Plastering a fake smile on her face she turned to the staff coordinator, "Yes?"

"I'm aware that there is an extra spot open in your classes."

"Yes."

"Good, expect a new student at your next meeting." He gave her a nervous look, "This is a high priority customer and you may need to work out some compromises in his presence."

It's not like she could refuse him, so she smiled and accepted his terms. What she really wanted to do was yell at the old hag who refused to have anyone less than perfect in her classes. It seems that Bodyguard-sama will be joining her class. They were ending a lesson in the next class so she would need to figure out how to handle her new students position.

"Allow me to get you their application." The coordinator went to his desk and picked up a piece of paper and handed it to her, looking as if a huge weight had been taken off of his shoulders and onto hers.

Taisho Sesshomaru, such an old fashioned name. Age thirty one, occupation, blank, reason for enrolling, blank. Other than the basics this man made no effort to fill out the application. Well if he had that many bodyguards he had money. Though if that was the case why didn't he just hire a private tutor versus coming to a class full of people and causing a scene.

Regardless, she had a contact number and she was going to let him know not to come in until after her next class. This way he would have a fresh start alongside her students.

She finished her business in the office before heading home. It was clear that she needed to make a phone call to this Sesshomaru and inform him of the changes because she had a feeling the staff coordinator wasn't going to do it.

The next day after a quick breakfast she called the number on the application, a woman answered the phone.

"Taisho-sama's office."

To say that Kagome was a bit intimidated by the formal tone in the woman's voice was an understatement.

"Hello."

"Can I have your name and business?"

"Kagome Higurashi, I'm calling on behalf of the Shikon Cooking company and I wanted to let Sesshomaru-san know that his classroom…" She finished updating the woman and waited for her to respond.

"I shall make note of the changes and make Sesshomaru-sama aware." Then she hung up the phone.

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