Sakura Chapter 1, an inuyasha fanfic

Kagome is an international actress trying to get inspiration for a new movie. She enlists herself into an all girls boreding school with her real name as oppose to her mononym name Sakura. She thinks life as a normal girl will be boring and drab until she sees her teacher...

A/N I always wanted to make a story where she falls in love with Inuyahsa as her teacher... plaease enjoy if not I'll put the story down and post it up later, when i dont have so much incomplete stores.

Chapter 1: New Girl On The Block

"It's Kagome Higurashi…" I said smiling; I was trying to be as nice as manageable, though it was a bit impossible. I was sick of being here; in this small serrated office space. It was downright disgusting; the desk itself was feeble, and unappealing to the eye. It looked as if it was once a vibrant white, but years of use tainted it a light yellow. The floor was an unfashionable bright ocean blue turquoise. It seemed withered and old, there were large discolorations of black immersed in the worn out fabric. I counted 109 spots so far, but I was drawing closer to 200.

The air itself was thick; the smell of stale Ritz crackers filled it. I couldn't imagine how anyone got any work done without a bottle of Febreze. I stepped away from the off white feeble desk. I stood on the rusty carpet on my tippy toes trying to see what the receptionist was doing. I didn't want to stand too close; she had a distinct smell to her. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I didn't want to say she smelled 'old' as in the age. I thought that would be stereotypical, but she did carry around the aroma of ointment and pocket mints.

"Is there any way we can hurry this up..? I asked her nicely. I leaned a bit closer to the desk; trying to showcase myself. She didn't even spare me a glance, from my position I could only make out her profile. I would guess she was in her late sixty's which was unacceptable. I obviously needed someone a lot younger to get the job done. She lifted a withered hand to her head itching. I could see the bopping of the white curly wig she wore, I backed up afraid it might fall on me.

I was in the office of my new school, on the first day. I should have been in my first class, but obviously that would have to wait. I looked around the room I was in. I was trying to spot someone who might help, but everyone seemed too busy with another task. They just walked around with busy folders and books, bypassing me… rude. I turned back around facing the older woman. "Do you have my schedule?" I asked calmly I was trying to be as nice as imaginable. I was already in a horrible mood. Where I came from they didn't demean students with ridiculously inappropriate school uniforms. I didn't get it, what was the point in them, so they could stunt our creativity. "Please miss…" I said hoping to get the woman's attention.

She snapped her head forward, and I backed up shocked. She obviously was not as nice as a blue haired old woman should be. "I am extracting the file now, so shut up…" She snapped. I nodded closing my mouth. My face I could tell was turning an embarrassing red. I turned away from the feeble desk, hearing a small croaking noise to my left. I turned to face it. A small draft followed by an attractive girl flowed from the open door. I sucked in the cool air happy to be breathing in fresh oxygen instead of staled crackers. She was about my height and her hair was a dark chocolate, she had to be an upper classmen by the looks of her. I didn't say anything as she passed me.

"Hey…" She said rudely, I looked up thinking she was talking to me, but her attention was on the old bitch. The woman turned around with the same attitude as before. "Takashi said the new girl never showed." The girl said while I eyed her profile; she was exceedingly pretty; with a healthy vanilla glow to her complexion, and silky dark shoulder length hair. She eyed me, and I looked down not wanting to be noticed. She didn't say anything, she stared at me for awhile than looked up again. "I know you're playing Solitaire…" She said and I turned around at that, the older woman faced both of us; her face showed that she was more than guilty.

The room got awkward and the sixty year old plump woman got out of her seat. I watched as she pushed down her massive floral gown. She mumbled things for awhile before leaving all together. I watched her go, hoping she'd finally get my schedule. "Hey I'm Sango…" The attractive girl said. I turned surprised that she was talking to me. "Are you new?" She asked. I nodded about to answer her, "you see the thing about Mrs. Fat ass over there…" She said interrupting me before I could talk, "she doesn't do anything you ask. You have to be forceful with her. Next time you come down here, point out that she's a lazy hoe. That's what I do, and she always delivers." I smiled not knowing what to say to that.

"Thanks I could really use that sometime…" I said fighting back laughter. She was funny for someone so pretty. She leaned against the off white stained desk, looking forward. "I'm Kagome," I said and her face filled with confusion. She seemed to be trying to remember something. I wished I could help her, but I was lost for things to say. She then turned around on her heels surprised by something.

"Kagome," she said smiling widely "you're the new girl in my class," she said at that the fat woman grouchily stomped back to us. She had in her hand a few sheets of paper. Her wig was slowly slipping down her head revealing a very bald scalp. I watched as she sat heavily back on her black office chair. She than rotated her massive body to pass us the papers. "Thanks Fat ass," Sango said and the woman only mumbled things about teenagers and unfinished solitaire games. I looked from the woman to Sango she was fumbling through the papers. She smiled finding something and passing it to me. "I was right," she said pleased with herself. "Kagome Higurashi right," I nodded as I looked down at the paper, I was supposed to be in some class called 'home room.'

"What's home room?" I asked confused Sango looked at me as if I was dumb. I wanted to explain to her why I came here. I had been home schooled my whole life. I didn't understand any of this.

"HAHA, you're like a Martian…" she said and I looked at her even more confused. Why did she have to thrust her body back, cock her head forward and laugh? I also didn't find being compared to a life form from mars funny. "Home room is like the first class you have every day, sometimes you can have it on 'x' days and 'y' days as your first block. It all depends." She said. I looked at my schedule not understanding any of it. She grabbed it from my hands looking down, "see your schedules like mine…" she said while reading. you have Takashi tomorrow too, lucky us." I still didn't understand what she was talking about, and she understood that from my facial expression. "Stick with me, I'll teach you all you need to know." She said smiling.

I nodded about to ask her a question, but before I could she all of a sudden began leaving, propelling towards the door. I didn't know what to say. I no longer wanted to stay in this disgusting office alone. The air seemed to be getting thicker and the awful chipped floral wall paper seemed to be closing in. I ran forward trying to catch up with her. "Okay here's how this school works…" She said as soon as I busted from the door. I stopped at the hallway surprised at what I was seeing. The outside halls were so much brighter and spacious than the office I had been cooped in. The floor was a nice white tile, the lights illuminated everything. There were red stripes around the walls and ceiling showcasing some type of school color.

"First thing first, Mr. Sexy…" She said. She had a sly smile on her face for some reason. I wanted to know why; we walked slowly down the halls. Almost no one was out except a tall dark haired girl; she was trying to open up a long safe. I tried remembering their names… lockers that was right. I didn't comment on her as I watched, I found it interesting though. "He's the hottest bachelor in the world, but we can't have him because he teaches history." She said and I turned trying to read her facial expression. As we walked I began to notice long rows of lockers and tall doors, everything seemed so foreign and new to me. I was really starting to enjoy it.

"Who's Takashi…?" I asked not quite understanding; she walked forward a little then turned abruptly. I almost fumbled forward before catching myself.

"Who's Takashi, you don't have a TV where you come from?" She asked shocked, I shrugged still not knowing what she was talking about. We had TVs though I didn't watch it. I had a very busy life. "His father owns the Takashi franchise; he has an older gorgeous brother." She waited for me to process any of this, but I just shrugged. "Well…" she said turning again and slowly walking. "Today's your lucky day, because it just so happens that he is a history buff and student teaches here." She said her voice sounding a bit like a fan girls. I knew fan girls very well where I came from. I didn't much like them. "He likes to teach history as sort of a hobby, I heard he directs and produces films too, but that's a rumor…" She said I felt like I should be writing this down. "He's gorgeous tall and so handsome, you're going to just melt when you see him…" I smiled I didn't think so, where I came from there's a lot of gorgeous men, I didn't think an Inuyasha Takashi whatever that was, could live up to their expectation.

I smiled before lifting up my bag, and taking out a small note pad. She continued to talk about this Inuyasha guy, and I continued to write down everything she said. I didn't think she'd fine it unusual. I hoped she didn't. We walked passed a metal rectangular sink. I saw some kid drink from it, looked nasty I jotted that down too. "Okay are you ready…" She said smiling widely, as we walked towards a brown long door. I didn't know what she was talking about, ready for what… the door looked just like the other doors. She bit down on the side of her lip, her face turned very red, as if she was becoming nervous. I wrote this down as well. 'Get nervous and scared when going to class…' I smiled up waiting for her to say something. Instead she pushed the door open.

I looked inside from the hall; the room looked wide and spacious. It was as bright as out in the hall, so I decided that it was okay to enter. "I found the new girl; she's a bit weird though…" Sango said. her voice had increased height by a couple of octaves. I wrote this down too, 'when talking always heighten your voice…'

"Well thanks Sango," A male said, and I lost interest in what I was writing. I didn't know there were males in this school. I thought it was an all girl boarding school in the middle of nowhere. I was intrigued by this, but not only by the thought of a male, but the sound of the man's voice. He sounded very gruff, but tender at the same time. I smiled pleasantly walking in, as I did I looked forward the room became very quiet. I waved at everybody, and whispers began to take place, I hoped no one recognized me. I turned to face Sango, and she only smiled trying to show me with her eyes something.

I followed her glance up, up, and BAM. The teacher, he stared down at me. Eyes narrowed and confused, he seemed as if he was thinking about something. I didn't want him to think too hard. I sighed about to say something when I fully took him in. The first words to mind… beautiful. He was obviously some ancient Greek God reincarnated. His face was perfect, he stood in the schools light. He had darkened pools of gold for eyes; his nose was a sharp small point meeting full lips. His skin was an unintentional bronze. I looked down his body going down his neck to his chest, which fit a light red polo perfectly, he was so well built. I could see he was muscular and fit, his polo was tucked into black slacks. I felt something hot hit my chin; I pulled a hand up trying to wipe the warm drool from my mouth.

I was wrong; there was no man who looked like him where I was from… none. I watched perfection walk up, "you seem very familiar…" He said he narrowed golden eyes and looked forward. My heart began to race and my mouth went dry, I began to become light headed. I didn't know what to do Sango was walking towards me concerned. "Are you okay?" He asked, and I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. I followed it up to his face, not being able to contain myself I fainted….

I had fun writing….