Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha blah de blah get on with it
Chapter 1: Grading
She could handle the kids. She liked kids. Especially these kids. They were good kids.
She could handle the stuffy classroom. At least it had windows. And was relatively close to the water fountain.
She could even handle the lunches, as gross as they may be. Mystery meat wasn't that bad if you didn't smell through your nose. And at least they served chips for $.50. That could get her through at least half the day.
But grading, oh boy.
Staying up late reading the exact same essay over and over. Checking spelling, grammar, punctuation, wording, ext. Fact checking, sources, making sure no one plagiarized. She hated it all. Loathed. Despised. Detested. Many other words that symbolized hatred.
Kagome Higurashi was a high school history teacher. It was the light of her life. Teaching and expressing her passion for history and seeing others learn and express the same joy. Her favorite thing to teach about was by far the Japanese feudal time Era.
But she still hated grading.
She groaned and stared down at yet another paper hoping, begging, pleading, for something else to do than to read over and over about how World War II effected daily lives.
Her prayers were answered as her phone started blasting an electric guitar cover of the nutcracker. She scrambled through the countless papers on her bed for the source of the noise. When she reached it she slammed the green accept button without even looking at the name on the screen and placed the phone to her ear.
"Whoever it is thank you." She said, knowing full well that there was only 4 people that would ever call here on a Friday night, 5 if she counted her mother.
"Your… Welcome?" came back a very familiar, confused voice. She smiled widely hearing the sound of her favorite hanyou. "For what exactly?"
Kagome let out a small laugh and smiled "For saving me from going into a paper grading induced coma." She joked.
"Ah. Well then. I guess that means you owe me a dinner."
"Oh I don't think so. Not all of us were blessed enough to be a P.E. teacher. You don't have any papers to grade."
"Oh but I disagree. It is quite hard to be me. I am stuck in a hot gym all day with a bunch of sweaty, hormonal kids." He joked backed.
She let out a short laugh. She really wanted to take him up on his offer. She could so use a break and what better way to do so than spend it in the company of the dog-eared man. But taking one look at the scattered mess of papers on her bed she knew there was no way she could finish these by tomorrow if she went out. Especially due to the fact that every time she goes out with Inuyasha they always stay out longer than intended.
"Well I'm sorry Inuyasha but looks like I'm not leaving the house tonight."
"Then I'll come to you. Pizza or Chinese?" He replied immediately after, as if he expected this to be her reply.
"Inuyasha- "She tried but he cut her off.
"Nope too late already in the car. Quick chose or I'll chose for you."
She smiled at that. He was always like this. Her dearest friend, Inuyasha.
"Pizza. Peperoni. Don't forget the Pepsi." She said after a short pause.
"Got it. Be there in 20. And I'm bringing Coke. That Pepsi shits disgusting."
He hung up and Kagome sighed. She placed her phone on her pillow and leaned back over the pile of papers that seemed a bit smaller than she originally thought.
(A/N: What do you think of my teacher AU? I got the idea while dinking around on tumblr. Sorry it's short. Expect future chapters, just dont expect them offten. please review, thanks for reading!)