Caught!

The spring was melting the snow and Kagome couldn't wait until it was warm enough she could wear less constricting clothes. Everyone seemed to share this desire for the warmer days to come. The school was readying itself for the change of seasons. Kagome could notice more students looking longingly out of a window in a classroom.

The English teacher was walking down an empty corridor. The last period was almost over, but today she had an empty hour since her class was on a trip. She could go home, but she didn't want to miss her meeting with other teachers after the school day was over. And she had some things she wanted to take care of. As she walked she heard a soft giggle. Startled, Kagome looked around and saw no one, but heard the giggle once more, coming from behind a door, which led to Ayame's office the she-wolf was sharing with Kikyou. The young woman stared at the door and heard a masculine voice answering the giggle huskily.

"My broomstick can reach in all the right places," to Kagome's horror she recognized the male voice as Kouga, the manly janitor. The voices were muffled, but from the sound of that the discussion was taking place just beside the paper-thin door.

"Are you suggesting my good places are in need of sweeping?" came an amused reply, confirming to the petrified teacher that Kouga's companion was of a wolf descent too.

"As I always say, regular sweeping is very good for ever... Did you hear anything?" Kagome spun around and bolted through the nearest door. Luckily it wasn't locked and she all but slammed them behind herself, safely hidden.

Kagome jumped when she heard a chuckle. She turned around and saw Inuyasha sitting by his desk, holding a bunch of papers and a pen in his hands.

"I take it you stumbled upon the sweeping?" he inquired with great amusement.

"Inuyasha!" she shook her head and shrugged. "More like I heard a little too much."

The hanyou gestured to Nazuna's empty chair - the computer science teacher was still in a classroom - so Kagome sat down and sighed.

"Do they do it often?" she asked, then blushed, when she realized what she had asked about. Inuyasha's ears twitched. "No, don't answer!"

"Are you sure?" he teased and got a glare. "Okay, I won't. I'm not sure they remember I can hear them from here. Or anyone else can hear them from the corridor, just like you."

"I should somehow remind Ayame about that..." Kagome said, looking around the place. It was a small room, divided in two by two desks. Inuyasha's side was pretty neat (for him) while Nazuna's was rather empty. Kagome looked at the half-filled shelves of her book cabinet and though that a person who preferred digital formats it made sense to have less papers. On the other hand Inuyasha's side of the room, although the books were put in some semblance of an order, looked like a library store room. And, still, somehow, he had managed to fit a samurai helmet on top of the cabinet.

"Nah, let them have some fun," the historian grinned. "It's not like it takes him long to get quiet again."

Kagome blushed fiercely at that statement. Getting Inuyaha to stop being a gruff and silent guy around her hadn't been an easy task, but now she was seeing his more playful - dare she say mischievous - paty of him more often. The pair engaged in a talk, forgetting the wolf incident, the things they had planned to do before the coffee gathering and the gathering itself.

So, when a couple of minutes - more like a half of an hour - later Rin, Sango and Miroku barged in with wide smiles and slices of Sango's birthday cake in hands, the pair was caught totally off guard.

And in a pretty compromising position as they both were kneeling under the desks and looking for coins Inuyasha had spilled, their butts sticking out from under the desks on both sides of them.

"You know," Miroku chuckled. "It doesn't work this way, one of you should sit on a chair while the o-"

"Say one more word and you're losing a limb!" exclaimed Sango, starig at the couple emerging from under their cover with fierce blushes on their faces and some change in their hands.