Sun Setting

Authoress: Faith Lee

Disclaimer: Me does not own.

Summary: Teacher Sesshomaru and Student Kagome fight their feelings for each other; will they be able to hold on for much longer? SessKag AU

Background: Sesshomaru Taisho is the English teacher at the school where Kagome Higurashi attends school. Kagome is now in her last year.

Sun Setting

Part One

When the fight is won

And the war is done

The love is lost

The damned are moved

And all the Great Sun

Must do

Is Set

-In the View of Sesshomaru-

I tried in vain not to stare at her, but every time I scanned the room, my eyes always fell onto her smiling, pretty face, beaming up at me. No matter which way I swung my eyes, they always came to rest upon her, as if they had a mind of their own, willing me to look upon her and torture myself. I stood at the front of the room, turned towards the black board so I did not have to battle with my Godforsaken eyes as my damned legs twisted me around to explain the meaning of some English words to the class. My eyes found her half twisted around, her head turned towards the young girl behind her and her chest and torso facing me. I fought the urge to run to her and demand, with my tongue, why she refused to pay attention. I conquered it with a gulp and decided to skip to the quiz I had planned. I handed it out, ignoring the groans from the students. As I passed one to her, she looked up at me and grinned, and I felt sweat drops start to form at my brow. I gave her a tight smile and moved on. After I passed out the quizzes, I sat at my desk and heaved a sigh, wishing this day to be over. A quick glance at my watch told me that I still had to endure forty more minutes of this torture, and once more my eyes were drawn to her as she crossed her legs, in that tiny skirt, under the desk. I could feel my hands start to tremble as the desire ripped through me and I quenched the urge to smack myself on the head.

I sat back in my chair, my hands over my face as I tried not to think of the tantalizing young woman in front of me. It was no use staring at her all day and wanting her when she is some five or six years younger that I! I could feel her concerned brown eyes on me now, probably wondering why I was acting so strangely. The poor girl, she had no idea what she was doing to me this very moment. I took many deep breaths through my hands and tried to calm my raging hormones, only to feel a slight tap on my shoulder. A very impersonal move that sent sparks down my entire body, informing me of who it was. I gave a sigh and lifted my face from my hands to stare into the deep chocolate depths that were her eyes. I forced a smile.

"Mr. Taisho?" she whispered softly in my ear as my entire body quivered at her exquisite nearness. Concern was evident in her tone and her face was contorted sweetly with worry. "Whatever is the matter?" It was at that moment that I could not bear to stare into her eyes any longer; I averted my gaze to the desk.

"Why ever would you say that, Higurashi?" I asked kindly, a mask of serenity falling over my face like a curtain. I gave her a reassuring smile. "Go back to your seat if you are done with your quiz, please." She gave me one last glance and, with a nod, returned to her seat. I watched her retreating back, her swaying hips, and knew I wasn't okay.

I was a teacher, for God's sake! And here I was, lusting after one of my students, staring at her unabashedly, when I should be grading papers and looking around for cheating. Every little thing she did drove me crazy; the way she tipped her head upside down to do her hair, the way she tapped her nose while she though of the correct English word to use, the way she stuck her tongue out when she was really thinking, and how her brown eyes sparked when she got angry. Everything about her got me sweating and praying for the period to be over so I could run home and take a cold shower.

God, this life is torturing me!

I handed out their homework with a stern look to each, except for her, and sent them off as the chime rang in the school. The students filed out into the hall and away from me.

-In the View of Kagome-

I have never been in love before. But, from what I've heard about it, what I felt for my English teacher was pretty damn close. Mr. Taisho was incredibly tall and muscular, with long silver hair and golden brown eyes; his hands were large and his fingers were long and his voice was like a cello, deep and soothing. He has been my teacher in English since my first year of High School and I am seriously beginning to believe that I am in love with him.

He was moving around the classroom now with catlike grace, his feet not making a sound as he stepped lightly around the room, handing back the quizzes from yesterday. His long hair was tied back in a loose ponytail at his neck and the silver strands hugged his hips. Strands of pure silver framed his handsome face and I felt my breath catch in my throat as he gave me my paper with a smile, which I hurried to return. He was so beautiful when he smiled.

He was now at the front of the classroom, his lithe body moving around restlessly as he looked for a book. I observed him with no shame, openly staring at his sinewy body in admiration. I could imagine his body in my mind and I felt a flash of fire rush down my veins. I looked forward to this class every day and my day was not complete without being able to stare at the dashing Mr. Taisho. I heard my name called and I came to attention immediately, startled and confused, my cheeks flushing as his eyes stared at me. I took a breath.

"I…I'm sorry, Mr. Taisho, I'm afraid I was daydreaming…" of you, I added silently, staring deep into his eyes as if willing him to hear it. He gave me a stern but playful look that made my heart flip-flop in my chest.

"Well, next time, you should really pay attention!" I nodded, smiling wistfully at him, wishing he could read my thoughts. He taught us something about English adjectives, but I wasn't listening. He handed out a worksheet and sat at his desk. He sat straight and tall and very regal, and I crossed my legs to get more comfortable so I could stare at him. It was that movement that drew his eyes to me, and, surprised, I gave him a startled smile as he stared at me with wide golden eyes. His smooth cheeks were dappled with a light rose color and he cast his eyes back to his desk. I stared in astonishment as he blushed.

I sat at my desk and imagined what we would do if we went on a date, how he would seduce me after a dinner date, what his bed and his bedroom would look like, what his body really did look like, and much more, until the chimes rang throughout the school. I closed my books harshly, angered at being disturbed out of my musings, and I shoved my books into my backpack. I slipped the straps over my shoulders and looked up to find that Mr. Taisho and I to be the only ones occupying the room. He was staring at me with wide beautiful eyes. I stood from my desk and gave a little bow, my heart racing, my hands sweating and my cheeks flushed.

"Good bye, Mr. Taisho…" I said softly, and rushed to the door, only to stop and look back with a moment of pure impulse.

"Mr. Taisho, may I stay late tomorrow?" He looked composed now and cocked a silver eyebrow at me in question.

"Whatever for, Higurashi?" he asked with a smile. I gave a nervous laugh, utterly horrified at what I was asking.

"I wish to work on my English, you see. May I?" I gave him a pleading look, making my eyes wide. He gave a short nod and turned back to his desk.

"If you must," he answered quietly. I grinned happily, to my chagrin. I called a friendly 'good bye' and sauntered down the hall. I was terrified and proud of the plan forming in my mind. I would stay late tomorrow, just him and I, and no one will disturb us.

But will my plan work?

End of Part One