Sesshomaru:
The moment I stated my name her head flew up. I was conflicted because I wanted it to be her but at the same time I was guarding my heart not wanting to raise my hopes. At the end of introducing myself along with overviewing the class, I intended to speak with her to make sure she was not my Amaya but was quickly flooded by many of the females of the class. She looked like she was going to approach me but decided not to and passed without looking back.
Because I had to be a nice enough teacher I spoke as politely as possible with them and was happy when the final girl felt.
'That couldn't have been her, but she smelled and looked just like her.'
Images upon images of her face same rushing through my head and I growled. People were looking at me as I headed toward the main entrance so I quickly headed out and hopped in my car and headed home.
Amaya:
I got home feeling a bit unsatisfied with my day. I knew there was something peculiar about this new teacher and I could not put my finger on it. I headed to the bathroom and stripped. I looked at the long mirror that hung from my bathroom door. There it was, two holes like fang marks were etched in my shoulder. They stood out because that area was paler than the rest of my skin. I rubbed the area with my left hand and a hot sensation flowed through my body causing my woman hood to moisten. I gasped as I also heard the voice of my teacher Sesshomaru in my head 'Is it really Amaya?' said the voice.
I released my hand, the sexual sensation still rocked through my body and I fought the urge to masturbate. This is not the first time that I have felt this when I touched that area and that is why I do not let people touch me. I really don't know why I messed with it today. It was, however, the first time that I have heard a voice in my head. The sensation grew even more as the images of the silver haired man flooded my mind. I could not resist anymore and I pleased myself while calling the name of my Japanese history teacher.
Sesshomaru:
'Finally home.' Today was too long and that woman. She looked just like Amaya.
'No Sesshomaru, don't bring the past back up. It isn't her so forget about it. Unfortunately I won't know this until I confirm it on Monday.'
I sighed and head to my bedroom to just sleep and not think of anything. A soon as I plopped on the bed a sensation ran through my body, it was as if Amaya was touching her half completed mark. Although half completed it still allowed for sexual sensations to manifest when touched. My man hood sprang to life and images of Amaya ran through my mind. It started to throb as my mind trailed back to the first time I took her. I got up and went to the shower and stood under the cold running water. This was not helping and the throbbing was getting worse. My resistance was futile and I grabbed my manhood and pleasured myself with the images of my lost love.
Amaya:
Upon finishing I felt shame and disgusted with myself.
'How could you do such a thing thinking about you teacher?!'
I took a hot long shower and immediately went to bed. My dream was very confusing. In place of the silver haired man was my teacher Sesshomaru. They looked one in the same. First they were side by side then they were one. The scene then changed to the silver haired man running towards me calling my name. Then it changed into him biting me? My eyes flew open and to my surprise my hand was about to open the front door of my house.
'What is going on, my sleepwalking was never this bad.' I let out a slightly frustrated huff and walked back to my room. 'I don't know why but I miss that silver haired man and I think I may be in love with him.'
"Don't be an idiot he isn't real."
I let out a sigh and forced myself back to sleep.
Sesshomaru:
This is really frustrating. I took off the silver chain hanging from my neck and allowed the surge of power to flow over me. My now wet silver hair dropped to my lower back and the markings on my body returned. I looked in the mirror and I looked horrible. I took a comb and ran it through my hair several time, wrapped a towel around my lower half then walked around my house. It was a little too big for one person to live in but I needed the space.
I thought about the past (something that I have been doing too often now). I remembered when Rin was eighteen and how she told me she loved me. I knew what she meant but I could only see her as my daughter nothing more and I already had my heart stolen by someone who was now not in my life. I know what you may be thinking, time heals all wounds right? But as the witch stated when a yokai loves that love runs deep and the love I felt was etched so deep within my bones that nothing could ever replace it. Rin grew up and married Kohaku I trusted him so I allowed it.
I smiled. I can still remember her wedding and how beautiful she looked. Time flew and she had several children. Time flew some more and she got old and eventually died. That was another sad day in my life and I mourned over her but also knew that she was in a better place. I promised myself and her that I was going to watch over her offspring until the day I died. As I pondered on these things my beast decided to pay me a visit.
"It seems as if we have found our mate."
"There is no mate. You're annoying."
"Hmm…. You are annoyed with yourself. She is alive, no matter how you try to deny it she is here. Why don't you get her?"
"Because she does not remember me! And it's painful enough as it is."
"Remember what I told you many years ago, emotions in moderation makes one stronger. I think you have let it affect you too much. You are losing your composure that is not the Sesshomaru I know."
I glared at him, he was right 'What has happened to me? In just one day someone who I have mistaken to be Amaya has made me feel again.'
"We both know there is no mistake. It is her and we both need her. Get her Sesshomaru and get your life together."
He disappeared as usual. I climbed in bed and allowed sleep to wash over me. Thankfully I didn't have any dreams of Amaya but of Rin. I missed her too and I knew she was at rest.
