Author: Pammazola

Title: I Love You, Sensei!

Word Count: 711

Rated: M

Summary: For the Week 4 LWDSR Writing Prompt "Protest" and won third place. There's an unnatural, passionate attraction between a teacher and student… (^-^)

Warnings: Forbidden romance, but nothing more graphic than kissing.

A/N: This was inspire by my friend HijirixAyano's story on ff dot net, Aishite Kudasai, Sensei, which was also based off of a shoujo manga of the same name. The manga was both sexy and creepy at the same time.

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"Sensei…"

A masculine, slender hand brushed over my paperwork. My pen froze midair, but I did not dare to lift my eyes. I knew, by that soft, smooth tone, and the way his body trapped me from behind, pinning me in my chair to the mahogany desk.

"Taisho-kun," I whispered, red beginning to stain my cheeks. No, I thought, not again.

Warm breath washed over the back of my neck. He removed his hand and weaved it through the locks of my raven hair, gentle as always. I heard a small sound of content in the back of his throat.

I shivered. This boy's touch was too exciting… It was so wrong, being this close to a student. But I liked it, craved it even. He gave me what no other man could: The feeling of being desired. I loved him for it.

"What do you want, Taisho-kun?" I forced myself to ask sharply, trying to regain my bearings. "I have many reports to grade. You should be going home." This was true, at least. As his Chemistry teacher, I had to protest against all of his advances, no matter how terribly I wanted to return every smoldering gaze of affection young Sesshoumaru casted my way. It was impossible to walk down the school corridors without finding him waiting for me, somehow always knowing where I would go.

Perhaps I should have been worried; he might've been stalking me. Actually, I thought Sesshoumaru did follow me home. But…I could not convince myself to report him. Was it crazy of me? I thought of him as a guardian, my loving protector against all the evil and pain that had hurt me in this world.

He was the brightest student in my class, and he had a passion for the subject just as I did. Sometimes, as I observed my pupils work in the laboratory, they would gossip, just as one would expect sixteen year old teenagers to. One day, my attention was captured by a conversation mentioning Taisho-kun, who was hard at work on his own lab at the other end of the room. I had noted earlier how adorable he appeared when he was concentrating. There was a level of intensity that shone in his amber colored eyes, as if there was nothing more important at that moment than what he was looking at. Sometimes he would look at me the same way.

The two girls who spoke of him were ex-girlfriends. Apparently, Sesshoumaru was popular with the female students, which was understandable. He was an attractive young man with neatly cut silver hair that hung just above his shoulders, and though he wore glasses, they only made him that much more appealing. The girls spoke of their previous relationships with him, both complaining to the other how he was so perfect and a gentleman, and what a shame it was things didn't work out the way they wanted…

A degree of pride swelled my chest. They were talented and beautiful, and not more than half his age; yet, it was I who had him wrapped around my finger, bent to my every will! If I could not have him, then I would kill anyone else he should look upon so lovingly! My jealousy was a wicked creature with fangs and razor claws that could shred their fine porcelain skin to ribbons!

But deny him I must.

Sesshoumaru chuckled, causing certain parts of me to respond.

"I wanted to see you again."

A lump formed in my throat. No, I must resist!

His lips brushed against the shell of my ear. "What other reason is there? It's okay, Sensei, no one can see us."

"What?" I made the mistake of glancing up at him. Sesshomaru's spectacled gaze caught me like a hopeless insect in a spider's web.

I didn't have the opportunity to tear myself away from him when his lips pressed hotly to mine. He was so hungry, ravishingly opening my mouth and feasting upon my every breath. There was little thought but so much adrenaline pulsing through me that I allowed all my defenses to fall. I kissed him with a need that was greater than anything I had ever felt before.

Sesshoumaru broke away, panting heavily. "See you tomorrow, Rin-chan."

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A/N: I was trying to make the story seem creepy and romantic at the same time. I hoped it work. *grins*