Amaya:

The weekend passed very quickly. I honestly did not like it one bit and groaned inwardly when I reached the entrance of the university. 'It is a good thing that that class is my last class of the day and I would not see him.' My face hit into something muscular, I looked up and there he was. "Sorry, excuse me." I said embarrassed. I turned around and headed in the opposite direction taking another rote to my first class. 'Man I just saw my life drain before my eyes.' Heart racing, I hurried to my first class and prayed that that never happened again.

It was finally time for my last class of the day and I dreaded it. I did not want to recall the shameful thing I did while I thought of my senpai. I groaned and quickly walked into the classroom and headed to my seat. He entered and all the girls gawked. I looked up and noticed that he was in a nice white suite with his hair in a ponytail and because his hair was pulled back his facial features stood out more.

'Man he's hot. No Amaya he is your teacher and you must not view him in that manner.'

I kept my head down for the whole lecture. His voice was very smooth and had a bit of a cold edge to it. The way he spoke about history was as if he lived it. I carefully took notes and as soon as lecture ended I picked up my bag and headed straight for the door. The sound of my own name stopped me in my tracks and I looked back to see the girls looking at me, some were hate filled others were surprised.

"I would like to have a word with this young lady if you ladies don't mind."

'I feel like he means you better leave or else.' I groaned internally

The girls that were flocking exited the room, some harshly brushing against me. I held my ground and fought the urge to punch someone in the face. 'Is this high school?! For fucks sake it's not like I want to talk to him in private. And what did I do anyway?'

I looked up to find amber eyes staring at me.

"Ahh sorry but what do you need me for?"

"I asked you to stay behind because I wanted to ask you a question."

"And what would that be?"

"What is your name?"

I rolled my eyes. 'Is that all? I thought I did something wrong.'

"I mean you just called me and isn't it on the list of students you have? My face is next to my name."

"I know that but I wanted you to tell me."

"Ahh ok." 'Weird.' "It's Kai, Amaya."

"Where are you from?'"

"I don't think you need to know all that." I pulled my bag further up my shoulder forgetting that it was on my right side and it rubbed across my mark and the sensation ran through my body. I stiffened but quickly caught myself but was still flustered.

"Are you ok." He said as he reached out to touch my shoulder.

I flinched and stepped back.

"I'm fine and I'm from Tokyo. Ok bye." I dashed out the room and exited the university putting distance between us.

Sesshomaru:

I could see that she was uncomfortable when I called her before she exited the door. I just wanted to talk to her and make sure it was the Amaya I knew. She had the same attitude as always as I asked her a series of questions. Before official answering my final question I noticed that as she pulled her bag up her shoulder a hot sensation ran through my body causing my manhood to stir. I composed myself not showing my own discomfort. I wanted her really badly but knew it was a bad idea to tell her outright who I was. I reached forward but she flinched and stepped back quickly as she answered the question then dashed out of the room leaving me slightly frustrated but knowing that she was my mate.

A little while after as I was packing up my things, one of my female students came in.

"Good evening Sesshomaru-chan." She said in a slightly seductive voice.

"It is senpai to you, and how can I help you Akiyama-san."

"You know you can call me Emiko." She said as she slowly approached me with a devilish greedy look in her eyes. She seemed to me mixed with her long brunet hair and dark brown eyes, similar to those of Amaya, she was a little curvy for the modern day Japanese woman (no offense to them) but not as curvy as Amaya and she had long legs. She wore too little clothing with her skirt a little too tight and high up her legs and her shirt a little too low showing too much cleavage.

I glared at her with narrow eyes. "How can I help you Emiko-san."

"You don't have to be so stiff Sesshomaru-senpai." She said as she clasped a hand over my left shoulder. I grabbed her wrist and said,

"Do not touch me without permission and also only come to me if it is something of utter urgency or it pertains to the class."

She looked at me slightly wide eyed and I released her wrist and walked out the room leaving her panting slightly.