Summary: Sango is your ordinary college freshmen girl, except she's failing in every class.The senior brain and lech, Miroku, has been assigned to tutor her. Can it be love or hate at first sight? Will their so-called bestfriends be there to push them together? Or will chaos break out?

Standard Disclaimer: Any of the characters based on in this story or poem or one-shot do not belong to me what-so-ever. Inuyasha and everyone/ everything else all belong to Ms. Rumiko Takahashi and many others. Do not sue since I have admitted shamelessly that I do not own Inuyasha and etc. Nor do I own the songs that I put in my story or this idea. This fic 's plot is really based on my friend 's, Denisse, imagination.

The Tutor and the Tutee

By Roo-Roo

_________________________ Prolouge # 2 ______________________________

Back to Registration Time..

Traffic. How he hated it so much. Now he'd be late for registration and get all the crappy classes for his last year. He shrugged nonchalantly to the rear mirror. He had enough good grades to get a good job. The beating of the rain pounded down against the wind shield and he groaned. But still..he had to meet Koharu!

The girl who had plain adored him had arranged for them to go to the same college. ' Ah, ' he though, smiling, ' This year will be sweet..' It would be, he had decided over the summer. Violet-blue eyes gleamed over the crowded streets. " Oh come on, " he groaned, throwing his hand onto the horn, honking loudly. He stepped on the gas impatiently, for he wanted to meet Koharu, and CRASH!

" Oh, crap.."

The creaking of the tow truck pulling his new dark blue Jaguar away from the huge dent in the woman's old '96 classic made it even worse. Soaked from head to toe, he glimpsed at the woman. Her eyes were twinkling with something he'd call tears. " Ma'am," he began when she raised a thin hand. " Don't, " she croaked. " I'll pay for it all. " he offered, reaching into his pocket. The woman's eyes gave a look of approval. Pulling out a Visa credit-card, he gave it to her. " Pay what you like ma'am. I'll pay for it. BUT only for that car! "

The woman nodded and jolted forth for the credit card. His new, brand new credit card. The one he had to beg to get. She smiled earnestly, bowed and scuttered away into the tow truck. " Sorry sir, " grunted the driver, " There's only two seats in the truck. " He smiled in a so-called honest way. " Oh I'm sure the lady would sit in my lap," he assured. He climbed in first and the woman, with furry black hair, flopped down in his lap.

His hand edged toward her bottem. " Pervert! " the woman shrieked, slamming her fist down upon the young senior's head. The driver of the truck yelled in fright, glanced briefly at the unconscious boy and the fuming woman. The truck spun, almost hitting the stone hard wall. The driver grunted, cracking his knuckles. " Get him away from me! " the woman ordered loudly, pointing toward the ponytailed-boy. The driver nodded curtly.

And the next thing Miroku Hiroshima knew, he was lying on the ground of a freezing cold walkway across the freeway. His bashed Jaguar was slammed into the railing of the bridge. He sighed. ' Sometimes people take things so seriously..' he thought, shaking his head. The freezing cold didn't help either. The wind bristled the hair on his neck and he rasped out toward the passing car, a dark red Ferrari, " Help?! "

The car reared back and Miroku whooped with joy. The window lowered and a silver-haired man with speckled golden eyes looked at him. " Miroku? " he asked, taking off the high-lighted sun-glasses. (AN:my cousin has those! At least, that's what he calls them. :-p) "Inuyasha! " Miroku shouted happily, hopping into the car. The hanyou, with small dog-ears atop his head flicking back and forth, scoffed and stomped on the gas pedal, one arm hanging loosely on one side, the other arm on the wheel. The booming music stopped abruptly as Miroku stated, " You shouldn't listen to such nonsense Inuyasha, " Inuyasha Dairumei rolled his eyes.

"Shut up you hentai, " he snapped, slamming on the rock music once more. Miroku sighed. It wasn't as if he hated his second cousin's music. It was just..well, Miroku always ended up being drunk when he heard it. Inuyasha seemed to have read his thoughts. " Don't worry, you baka, " he seethed, " We're going straight to Sakumai. I've got to set things right with Kikyou. " Miroku groaned.

" Kikyou?! Again?! " he moaned. Inuyasha smiled, a fang hanging loosely on the side of his lip. " Yes, Kikyou, " he replied. He steered the wheel easily and in a swift movement, they were off the freeway. Kikyou Namtsusaki was Inuyasha's ex-grilfriend, who always kept calling him. Inuyasha wanted her back, of course, but wouldn't admit it.

The way these two, completely different boys were related was like this: Inuyasha's aunt, Sakura, had married Miroku's uncle, Damiku, and the two, at the age of thirty-four and thirty-two, made the two meet. Now, the only person who could control Inuyasha is his aunt, Sakura..and maybe his brother Sesshoumaru. Half-brother, he'd like to say.

The car pulled into Sakumai University and Miroku bounded in after a group of giggling girls, leaving Inuyasha with the baggage. The hanyou lifted the bags over his shoulders easily, grumbliing, " Stupid hentai.. " Inuyasha dragged himself into his original dorm, dumped the baggages on the beds, and left to get his schedule.

As for Miroku, the group of girls giggled once more. They pointed to the man following them and snickered. " Hello, my dear ladies. " he said, " May I ask your names? " The boldest and cheeriest girl yet said, " My name's Eri Matsutsa, " Miroku smiled. This group of freshmens would be easy.

Inuyasha growled as he heard that voice. That chirpy, annoying little voice. The voice of his auntie-san. " What?! " he grumbled, pushing his form underneath the slit. Sakura grunted, long black hair falling down to her waist. " You needn't be so rude Inu-chan," she snapped. Golden eyes glared. " Wench." he snarled, pulling away from her. " Damiku is looking for Miroku-chan, have you seen him lately? " Inuyasha rolled his eyes. " Probably chasing after freshmen girls. " he offered before leaving.

Miroku found himself trudging along side the girls, giving them a lecherous smile often. He raised a hand, which was wrapped in purple leather with rosary beads tightened around it. " Miroku-sama," said Eri, bowing, " Why do you where that? " Miroku's smile dropped. " This thing? " he asked and Eri replied with a curt "Hai", " Well, " he began, " I suppose it was the cut from my grandfather. " A little white lie couldn't hurt.

Inuyasha found himself knocking into a girl who looked exactly like Kikyou. " ITE! " she shrieked, turning around to glare at him. Eyes widened ever-so-slightly and they traveled up and down his body. " Watch it wench, " he growled. He turned and stalked away. Throwing back a sharp glance, he saw her face flushed (in a SO non-cute way, he forced himself to think) and unconsciously, he threw back a " Brat! " She gasped in rage and stomped after him. ' This would be fun,' he thought.

Miroku walked into the registration office. His eyes scanend the crowd, catching the face of an extremely beautiful woman in the crowd. Her long, light black hair fell delicately down in soft looking strands and her eyes, the darkest shade of brown he'd ever seen, scanned the crowd on her own. He moved closer, ducking briefly as she looked his way. Maybe this wasn't the best time to ask her the `question`. He could not resist himself though. His hand briefly waved against her bottem and he rushed away before she could see him.

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Three Months Later..

" Nani?! "

Inuyasha Dairumei choked on his food. Kouga Kawabara coughed, Coca- Cola spilling from his nose. Inuyasha hadn't changed much in the last three months. Except that his hair had grown a shade darker and he now had a girlfriend: Kagome Higurashi. You'd think the first girl you fight with in the beginning of the year would be your enemy.

Kouga was an ordinary senior student at Sakumai University. He had long black that was always tied up in a ponytail. His eyes were a silver blue, always glittering with competivness at Inuyasha. He wasn't exactly bright but he did alright. He had always fought with Inuyasha, even when they were five. ( That consisted of who could spit the farthest...)

Miroku Hiroshima held the bill in his hands. He had short black hair tied a small little ponytail and violet-blue eyes that shined with unhappiness. The bill for the credit card he had given the woman on the fateful September day. " $ 500.00?!! "he exclaimed. His so-called bestfriends once again choked on their food. Kouga, although laughing so hard, slapped Inuyasha hard on the back so that the piece of the hamburger slammed out of the hanyou's mouth.

He fell uneventfully onto the chair. " I can't believe it.." Miroku moaned, " Grandpa can't afford that! " Inuyasha rolled golden eyes. " Sorry Miro-baka, but I've got to meet Kagome or else she'll go balistic again. " he said, throwing away his lunch. Miroku looked after his swaggering friend. Ever since her, Inuyasha spent WAY too much time with her. " You know, " began Kouga, " You could always go to Dakameitsa. He might pay half of it. " Miroku brightened. " Oh! That's the perfect idea! Thank you, thank you, thank you!! " he yelled, throwing his arms around Kouga.

Catcalls.

" Miroku, let go or I will personally make sure you will DIE. "

Immedentily, the boy's arm released and flush-faced, Miroku sat back down. " Go Miroku! " shouted one of the more popular boys of the senior class. Kouga growled and snapped to Hiten Matsumara, " Shut up! " Laughter filled the cafeteria.

Hiten Matsumara was the most popular and wanted boy in Sakumai University. Of course, if he even tried to get near Kagome, Inuyasha would be at his thorat. Hiten had long black hair tied back in a long braid and dark coloured eyes that sparkled maliciously. " Aw c'mon Kawabara! Scared to show your true feelings! " he taunted.

In a flash, Hiten found himself dangling from Kouga's demon grip. " One more word, Matsumara, and I'll slice those lips, off. " snapped the wolf demon, the other hand cracking repeatedly by his side. Hiten snarled but said nothing, eyeing the hand with distaste. " Good choice, " muttered Kouga, dropping Hiten on the floor.The two left the cafeteria, sick of hearing " Oh my god! Hiten darling, are you alright?! "

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When Miroku finally decided to visit Headmaster Dakameitsa, he was talking on the phone with Ojii-san Bomayoi. " Of course I understand Ojii- san! " Miroku said. " Hai. " he replied after hsi grandfather said something rather curtly. " I will pay ALL of it Ojii! " The old man shrieked something on the other end and his grandson rolled his eyes. " Ojii-san, honto, ja-ne! " he said, " Got to go! "

" Kouga! Inuyasha! I'm going to Dakameitsa's office! " he called, slipping on his slippers. Dakameitsa's office was a large, circular office with pictures of his large family (8 kids) all over his desk. Dakameitsa himself was a very critical man, with small brown eyes and his hair being a dark brown.

" Ah, " began the Headmaster with ease, smiling, " Mr. Hiroshima. " Miroku sat down on the couch that Dakameitsa had gestured to. " What is it lad? " asked Dakameitsa, " Girl trouble? " Miroku's face flushed. He was perfectly fine. He even had a great girlfriend, Koharu. " No sir," he replied stiffly, " I need..a loan from the school. " Dakameitsa leaned foreward. " For what? " And Miroku explained about the coniving woman on registration day. " You'll have to do something for me though, " said the man after a long pause.

" What?! " exclaimed Miroku, eyes brightening. " You'll have to join the tutor club. " answered Dakameitsa, " Your grades are outstanding. I think you can sure change some of the freshmen's grades too." Miroku sighed and said, " Anything. " Dakameitsa smiled. " I'll only pay half. " The senior gasped but agreed reluctantly after seeing the dark look on the Headmaster's face. " Meet with Mrs. Mituca at eight o'clock today! " Dakameitsa called after the slumped figure.

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" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

howled both of the guys, holding onto their stomachs tightly. Kouga leaned against his bed, slapping the ground hard with his hand. His head banged repeatedly against the soft matterss of the bed. Inuyasha was rolling upon the floor, gasping for breath.

Kagome, with her usual cheery look on her face, giggled occasionaly. Her hair was ebony colored, falling down to her waist and her eyes were a soft shade of brown. But when she caught sight of Miroku's flushed face, she swapped Inuyasha on the head.

" Shut up, Inu-no-baka, " she snapped although her eyes twinkled with laughter. He mock-glared at her. Kouga calmed down and taunted, " Tutoring?! You?! " and a new wave of laughter enveloped both of the immature seniors. " Do you know who you're tutoring yet? " asked Kouga, taking deep breaths. " I hope it's Koharu. " the other boy replied. Kagome sighed. She knew who'd Miroku end up tutoring. The smartest senior with the most failing freshman. She shouldn't tell Sango.

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