Sorry it took so long for this chapter but first I didn't feel like
updating till I got more reviews then I gave up on the reviews and started
writing it, I didn't finish it so I saved it, but THEN I forgot to save it
so had to write it all over again, arg....but I'm feelin good so here we
go.
Disclaimer: I don't own inuyasha or any of the characters (pout) don't I
feel so bad.
Chapter 3, inuyasha's little speech and the psycho teacher.
Inuyasha was walking down the long white hallway looking for room 1C08. His head swayed from left to right observing the room numbers as he listened to the weird clank clank sound that his K-swiss sneakers made.
1C01, 1C02, 1C03.....he had almost walked the full length of the hallway when he came to room 1C08. Even though it seemed like it had taken him forever to get to this classroom he wasn't that excited, he never really liked school. Even though he only had 10 sets of foster parents which meant to different cities he had lived in, he went to over twenty different schools. He was either kicked out, expelled, had to move, or convinced his foster parents to send him to a different school. It always seemed like the entire school was against him, the principle, the students, the teachers, heck even the janitors and lunch ladies. There was just something about him that rubbed them all the wrong way after a while.
The principles would always gather all the teachers for a conference discussing Inuyasha about his "traumatizing" childhood experience and the trust fund. Some teachers would feel really sorry for him and hold him after class to give him the "I know what you're going through" or "hang in there" speech. Let's just say he didn't take being pitied very well. Then there were the teachers that had grown bitter over their tiny pay checks and would under-score his papers of always call on him in class. Sometimes they'd even have the gaul to hold him after class and say he was nothing but a spoiled, pathetic, stupid, sociopath (if you don't know what that is its like someone that doesn't really care about anything like they don't have any emotions.um like you could kill a man and not feel any remorse, they just don't care.), rich kid. Inuyasha didn't take stuff like that well either and since he was a man of few words he would just sock the guy in the face {those were usually the occasions when he got expelled}.
Then there were always the times when a group of guys from his school would corner him in the parking lot before or after school and try to beat him up. Usually they ended up with a few broken bones, black eyes, knocked out teeth, etc, while Inuyasha didn't even sport a bruise. That's when he would ask to leave the school.
All the while when Inuyasha was reliving those happy memories he had been standing in front of rm. 1C08. He was snapped out of his reverie when the door opened to reveal a short balding man wearing navy blue slacks, an off-white button up shirt, brown shoes, a tacky #1 teacher tie, and a greenish brown pea coat. "Well you must be Mr. Tackusho I'm your Literature and Current Events teacher Mr. Kanashi the office just called me saying you were on your way but I thought you were taking too long so I opened the door to look down the hall but here you are so are come in come in." (I didn't forget to put punctuation he's just talking fast). Inuyasha was starring down wide eyed at the little man who had said what should have been for or five sentences in one.
Inuyasha reluctantly stepped into the classroom with his hands in his pockets. It was a large class about thirty-five to forty students. "Class, class may I have your attention?'' He paused to let the class settle down. "This is our new student Mr. Tackusho," he looked in Inuyasha's direction, "please introduce yourself." "Is it mandatory," Inuyasha mumbled as Mr. Kanashi motioned him to take a step forward to so the class could see him better. "I'm Inuyasha Tackusho" he said simply.
Mr. Kanashi sweat dropped with the rest of the class as they were expecting a little more.
"Does anyone have any questions for Inu..yasha," he said the name like he recognized it but kept quiet thinking about it.
A beautiful girl with chin length black hair and red eyes raised her hand, Inuyasha glared at her, "Is that your real color hair, it's really pretty (if you haven't guessed yet I'll help you out it's Yura of the hair). Inuyasha's eyebrow twitched. He opened his mouth to yell none of your business when Mr. Kanashi said "let's stick to appropriate questions Yura." Yura pouted but said "were did you live before you moved here?" Inuyasha rolls his eyes mentally, "and it starts now."
"I lived here till I was seven, then I moved to New York, New York, then Boston, Massachusetts, then New York, New York, then Sendai, Japan, then New York, New York, then Destin, Florida, then New York, New York, then Kyoto, Japan, then New York, New York, then some city in California, then New York, New York, then Fort Jackson, Germany, then New York, New York, then Kyushu, Japan, then New York, New York, then Brooklyn, New York, then New York, New York, then Dallas, Texas." (Just to answer your question cause I know you have one, yes they are in Tokyo, Japan right know)
Yura and the rest of the class were sitting there with their mouths hanging open while Mr. Kanashi was looking at Inuyasha weird. A boy slowly raised his hand. Inuyasha wanted to glare and yell at him for being nosy, but when he took a moment to look at him, he immediately stopped. The guy looked so timid, "well I guess I do look a little intimidating glaring at everyone, yelling at that kid would be like clubbing a baby seal" Inuyasha thought, "what?"
"Um, why did you keep moving back to New York?" Figuring the teacher already knew the answer and the fact that he didn't like telling bold face lies he answered the nosy kid's question. He rolled his eyes, this time not in his mind.
"Because that's were my adoption agency was and every time my foster family's dumped me I had to go back to that place until some other family adopted me." Inuyasha said this in a monotone voice while looking the kid straight in the eye.
"Oh" was all the kid said. The girl sitting behind him hit him upside the head and said "good job Houjo." Houjo rubbed his head saying "how was I supposed to know?"
"OH MY GOD" cried Mr. Kanashi. Inuyasha turned around and the whole class looked up. Mr. Kanashi had a delighted look on his face and was pointing at Inuyasha. "You're Inuyasha Tackusho!" he screamed. Everyone sweat dropped accept Inuyasha, he went pale.
"You are the son of Inutaisho Tackusho the president of the billion dollar corporation Precision Corp...the Inutaisho Tackusho, the man who ruled his business empire with an iron fist. What did he do, produce/ update military ammunition and software for the government? The business tycoon of the century who was murdered in his own home on his son's seventh birthday. I know I cut out that article.where is it, where-."
"Oh!" He literally ran across the room to a huge article that was framed and hung on the classroom wall. In held it up to himself, and the class got a good view to. The article showed a picture of Inutaisho Tackusho, a prestigious looking man with short white hair and amber eyes that looked to be in his late fifties. To his left was a young man that looked to a twenty year old version of Inutaisho only more beautiful than hansom. Neither of them were smiling. Then to Inutaisho's right was a cute little Inuyasha with a huge grin on his face.
All the girls that had been sending Inuyasha pitied looks all said AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHWWW, like they were starring at a little puppy. For some reason that only seemed to make Inuyasha angrier then then he already was. Mr. Kanashi was still ranting on in front of the class pointing to the pictures. It turned out that he didn't just cut out that little article but the whole media coverage on the story, including the crime scene photos. "This," Mr. Kanashi pointed to a picture of a woman lying in a pool of crimson blood, "was on of the people murdered; she was probably a maid or something."
His hands were clenched inside his pockets and he felt his eyes flash red. He knew he needed to calm down so he pictured himself ramming Mr. Kanashi's head in the pavement. That made him feel good for a second but it didn't stop his eyes from twitching. "So his parents were murdered on his birthday" cried Houjo to the student sitting beiside him. Everyone grew quiet, well almost everyone was still whispering to one another.
Kagome who was sitting in the second row to the front could see Inuyasha's face was beet red even though his bangs covered his eyes. "Is he embarrassed.is he Crying? Well I wouldn't blame him this is really sad." She stopped talking to herself when Inuyasha looked up slightly, he was seething with anger. His teeth were painfully clenched together and his jaw was set. He was glaring at Mr. Kanashi like he was the one who killed his parents. His nostrils flared, just when he was thought he was about to loose control a knock at the door caused the fiasco to come to a halt. He diverted his glare to the floor as everyone else looked to the door.
A short fat woman with a patch over her right eye as standing inside the classroom by the door. She was wearing a gray business suit and gray pumps. Principle Kaede walked over toward Inuyasha stopped by his side and said "Mr. Kanashi", Mr. Kanashi looked at her. "Why don't you sit down and I will continue introducing Inuyasha-sama." Mr. Kanashi went to go sit down at his desk. "Oh, and Mr. Kanashi." Mr. Kanashi looked up just as he was sitting down. "I would like to see you in my office after this period ends."
"Now then Mr. Tackusho, if you don't mind I'm going to tell this class a little about your life if you don't mind." "Actually I do" said Inuyasha starring at her face. "Well you know they are going to ask about it and you can't be afraid of the truth child." Inuyasha felt the sudden urge to slap the old wench for calling him a child.
"Well as you all know, from Mr. Kanashi," her tone got slightly lower, "Inuyasha-sama is the son of the infamous Mr. Tackusho. Mr. Tackusho was a wealthy business man who ran the billion dollar company Precision Corp-
Principle Kaede was cut off when one the students raised their hand timidly. Inuyasha starred at the same kid that asked where he lived earlier, the kid that started all this.
"Um, Principle Kaede"
"Yes child"
"What is Precision Corp. exactly, I think Mr. Kanashi told us but I couldn't understand him because he was ranting."
Principle Kaede turned to Inuyasha as if she expected him to answer the question. He was starring off in the class' direction, but not looking at them. His eyes were clouded and glazed over as if he was remembering something.
"Inuyasha?"
"He ran an ammunitions empire that traded highly advanced weapons for the government. He developed something that would.revolutionize the current technology.it was worth.billions. Everyone wanted to take credit for it.everyone wanted it. To be the person that developed that would be the like god he said, everyone would bow to him. And he wanted it too, but he had to get through my father to get it."
Inuyasha frowned slightly, "it was all for the money."
With that realization his eyes came into focus and for the first time since the whole ordeal started he looked Kaede in the eyes.
"And who was that woman in the picture, Inuyasha?"
"She..was my mother......"
"WHAT A MINUTE HERE," a boy with red eyes and long black hair that was braided down is back said. He had stood up in a hurry and now was leaning over his desk with his palms flat on the desk top. "Let me get this straight his parents were killed and he was but in foster care? Why? With all that money he could of but a house and paid people to take care of him why is acting all sorry for himself. I'd kill my own precious little brother Maten for that kinda cash!"
"HITEN," Kaede hissed!
"Well look at him, he's filthy rich, who cares if his parents were mur-
Inuyasha cut him off, "Actually my brother's filthy rich, he stole my inheritance and put me in foster care, thought I'd let you know so you down embarrass yourself," Inuyasha said in a gruff but monotone voice. He was slightly glaring at Hiten again. "And for your information, consider yourself lucky cause it ain't none of for f***ing business, I ain't complaining cause someone cared enough to represent me in court and get me a trust fund. Again not like it's any of your f***ing business."
"INUYASHA, HITEN clam down immediately or you both will get detention and I would hate to give you detention on your first day Inyasha I wouldn't want to disgrace your fam-
She stopped herself. "Miroku-sama, you have the same schedule as Inuyasha- sama, you will be his student guide." With that said the bell rang signaling that the chaotic period was over.
The students slowly got up and headed to the door. Hiten threw Inuyasha a death glare while a boy with short black hair pulled back into a pony tail, dark blue jeans and a dark purple sweat shirt that said 'Houshi' on it in gold letters walked up to Inuyasha.
"Hey, I'm Miroku," he held out his hand. "Man you have guts getting into a fight with Hiten of all people and in front of Principle Kaede. She might not look it but she can be vicious when need be." Miroku grinned wide hoping that broke the ice.
Inuyasha smirked, "I coulda taken him, the hag too." Inuyasha grinned and Miroku started laughing like a crazy man.
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Yeah funny thing happened I deleted all my email so no more review messages but I guess I could go all the way to the fanfic.net and find them. Sighs why me. Really sorry it took so long, I have a new respect for all fanfiction writers!
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Chapter 3, inuyasha's little speech and the psycho teacher.
Inuyasha was walking down the long white hallway looking for room 1C08. His head swayed from left to right observing the room numbers as he listened to the weird clank clank sound that his K-swiss sneakers made.
1C01, 1C02, 1C03.....he had almost walked the full length of the hallway when he came to room 1C08. Even though it seemed like it had taken him forever to get to this classroom he wasn't that excited, he never really liked school. Even though he only had 10 sets of foster parents which meant to different cities he had lived in, he went to over twenty different schools. He was either kicked out, expelled, had to move, or convinced his foster parents to send him to a different school. It always seemed like the entire school was against him, the principle, the students, the teachers, heck even the janitors and lunch ladies. There was just something about him that rubbed them all the wrong way after a while.
The principles would always gather all the teachers for a conference discussing Inuyasha about his "traumatizing" childhood experience and the trust fund. Some teachers would feel really sorry for him and hold him after class to give him the "I know what you're going through" or "hang in there" speech. Let's just say he didn't take being pitied very well. Then there were the teachers that had grown bitter over their tiny pay checks and would under-score his papers of always call on him in class. Sometimes they'd even have the gaul to hold him after class and say he was nothing but a spoiled, pathetic, stupid, sociopath (if you don't know what that is its like someone that doesn't really care about anything like they don't have any emotions.um like you could kill a man and not feel any remorse, they just don't care.), rich kid. Inuyasha didn't take stuff like that well either and since he was a man of few words he would just sock the guy in the face {those were usually the occasions when he got expelled}.
Then there were always the times when a group of guys from his school would corner him in the parking lot before or after school and try to beat him up. Usually they ended up with a few broken bones, black eyes, knocked out teeth, etc, while Inuyasha didn't even sport a bruise. That's when he would ask to leave the school.
All the while when Inuyasha was reliving those happy memories he had been standing in front of rm. 1C08. He was snapped out of his reverie when the door opened to reveal a short balding man wearing navy blue slacks, an off-white button up shirt, brown shoes, a tacky #1 teacher tie, and a greenish brown pea coat. "Well you must be Mr. Tackusho I'm your Literature and Current Events teacher Mr. Kanashi the office just called me saying you were on your way but I thought you were taking too long so I opened the door to look down the hall but here you are so are come in come in." (I didn't forget to put punctuation he's just talking fast). Inuyasha was starring down wide eyed at the little man who had said what should have been for or five sentences in one.
Inuyasha reluctantly stepped into the classroom with his hands in his pockets. It was a large class about thirty-five to forty students. "Class, class may I have your attention?'' He paused to let the class settle down. "This is our new student Mr. Tackusho," he looked in Inuyasha's direction, "please introduce yourself." "Is it mandatory," Inuyasha mumbled as Mr. Kanashi motioned him to take a step forward to so the class could see him better. "I'm Inuyasha Tackusho" he said simply.
Mr. Kanashi sweat dropped with the rest of the class as they were expecting a little more.
"Does anyone have any questions for Inu..yasha," he said the name like he recognized it but kept quiet thinking about it.
A beautiful girl with chin length black hair and red eyes raised her hand, Inuyasha glared at her, "Is that your real color hair, it's really pretty (if you haven't guessed yet I'll help you out it's Yura of the hair). Inuyasha's eyebrow twitched. He opened his mouth to yell none of your business when Mr. Kanashi said "let's stick to appropriate questions Yura." Yura pouted but said "were did you live before you moved here?" Inuyasha rolls his eyes mentally, "and it starts now."
"I lived here till I was seven, then I moved to New York, New York, then Boston, Massachusetts, then New York, New York, then Sendai, Japan, then New York, New York, then Destin, Florida, then New York, New York, then Kyoto, Japan, then New York, New York, then some city in California, then New York, New York, then Fort Jackson, Germany, then New York, New York, then Kyushu, Japan, then New York, New York, then Brooklyn, New York, then New York, New York, then Dallas, Texas." (Just to answer your question cause I know you have one, yes they are in Tokyo, Japan right know)
Yura and the rest of the class were sitting there with their mouths hanging open while Mr. Kanashi was looking at Inuyasha weird. A boy slowly raised his hand. Inuyasha wanted to glare and yell at him for being nosy, but when he took a moment to look at him, he immediately stopped. The guy looked so timid, "well I guess I do look a little intimidating glaring at everyone, yelling at that kid would be like clubbing a baby seal" Inuyasha thought, "what?"
"Um, why did you keep moving back to New York?" Figuring the teacher already knew the answer and the fact that he didn't like telling bold face lies he answered the nosy kid's question. He rolled his eyes, this time not in his mind.
"Because that's were my adoption agency was and every time my foster family's dumped me I had to go back to that place until some other family adopted me." Inuyasha said this in a monotone voice while looking the kid straight in the eye.
"Oh" was all the kid said. The girl sitting behind him hit him upside the head and said "good job Houjo." Houjo rubbed his head saying "how was I supposed to know?"
"OH MY GOD" cried Mr. Kanashi. Inuyasha turned around and the whole class looked up. Mr. Kanashi had a delighted look on his face and was pointing at Inuyasha. "You're Inuyasha Tackusho!" he screamed. Everyone sweat dropped accept Inuyasha, he went pale.
"You are the son of Inutaisho Tackusho the president of the billion dollar corporation Precision Corp...the Inutaisho Tackusho, the man who ruled his business empire with an iron fist. What did he do, produce/ update military ammunition and software for the government? The business tycoon of the century who was murdered in his own home on his son's seventh birthday. I know I cut out that article.where is it, where-."
"Oh!" He literally ran across the room to a huge article that was framed and hung on the classroom wall. In held it up to himself, and the class got a good view to. The article showed a picture of Inutaisho Tackusho, a prestigious looking man with short white hair and amber eyes that looked to be in his late fifties. To his left was a young man that looked to a twenty year old version of Inutaisho only more beautiful than hansom. Neither of them were smiling. Then to Inutaisho's right was a cute little Inuyasha with a huge grin on his face.
All the girls that had been sending Inuyasha pitied looks all said AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHWWW, like they were starring at a little puppy. For some reason that only seemed to make Inuyasha angrier then then he already was. Mr. Kanashi was still ranting on in front of the class pointing to the pictures. It turned out that he didn't just cut out that little article but the whole media coverage on the story, including the crime scene photos. "This," Mr. Kanashi pointed to a picture of a woman lying in a pool of crimson blood, "was on of the people murdered; she was probably a maid or something."
His hands were clenched inside his pockets and he felt his eyes flash red. He knew he needed to calm down so he pictured himself ramming Mr. Kanashi's head in the pavement. That made him feel good for a second but it didn't stop his eyes from twitching. "So his parents were murdered on his birthday" cried Houjo to the student sitting beiside him. Everyone grew quiet, well almost everyone was still whispering to one another.
Kagome who was sitting in the second row to the front could see Inuyasha's face was beet red even though his bangs covered his eyes. "Is he embarrassed.is he Crying? Well I wouldn't blame him this is really sad." She stopped talking to herself when Inuyasha looked up slightly, he was seething with anger. His teeth were painfully clenched together and his jaw was set. He was glaring at Mr. Kanashi like he was the one who killed his parents. His nostrils flared, just when he was thought he was about to loose control a knock at the door caused the fiasco to come to a halt. He diverted his glare to the floor as everyone else looked to the door.
A short fat woman with a patch over her right eye as standing inside the classroom by the door. She was wearing a gray business suit and gray pumps. Principle Kaede walked over toward Inuyasha stopped by his side and said "Mr. Kanashi", Mr. Kanashi looked at her. "Why don't you sit down and I will continue introducing Inuyasha-sama." Mr. Kanashi went to go sit down at his desk. "Oh, and Mr. Kanashi." Mr. Kanashi looked up just as he was sitting down. "I would like to see you in my office after this period ends."
"Now then Mr. Tackusho, if you don't mind I'm going to tell this class a little about your life if you don't mind." "Actually I do" said Inuyasha starring at her face. "Well you know they are going to ask about it and you can't be afraid of the truth child." Inuyasha felt the sudden urge to slap the old wench for calling him a child.
"Well as you all know, from Mr. Kanashi," her tone got slightly lower, "Inuyasha-sama is the son of the infamous Mr. Tackusho. Mr. Tackusho was a wealthy business man who ran the billion dollar company Precision Corp-
Principle Kaede was cut off when one the students raised their hand timidly. Inuyasha starred at the same kid that asked where he lived earlier, the kid that started all this.
"Um, Principle Kaede"
"Yes child"
"What is Precision Corp. exactly, I think Mr. Kanashi told us but I couldn't understand him because he was ranting."
Principle Kaede turned to Inuyasha as if she expected him to answer the question. He was starring off in the class' direction, but not looking at them. His eyes were clouded and glazed over as if he was remembering something.
"Inuyasha?"
"He ran an ammunitions empire that traded highly advanced weapons for the government. He developed something that would.revolutionize the current technology.it was worth.billions. Everyone wanted to take credit for it.everyone wanted it. To be the person that developed that would be the like god he said, everyone would bow to him. And he wanted it too, but he had to get through my father to get it."
Inuyasha frowned slightly, "it was all for the money."
With that realization his eyes came into focus and for the first time since the whole ordeal started he looked Kaede in the eyes.
"And who was that woman in the picture, Inuyasha?"
"She..was my mother......"
"WHAT A MINUTE HERE," a boy with red eyes and long black hair that was braided down is back said. He had stood up in a hurry and now was leaning over his desk with his palms flat on the desk top. "Let me get this straight his parents were killed and he was but in foster care? Why? With all that money he could of but a house and paid people to take care of him why is acting all sorry for himself. I'd kill my own precious little brother Maten for that kinda cash!"
"HITEN," Kaede hissed!
"Well look at him, he's filthy rich, who cares if his parents were mur-
Inuyasha cut him off, "Actually my brother's filthy rich, he stole my inheritance and put me in foster care, thought I'd let you know so you down embarrass yourself," Inuyasha said in a gruff but monotone voice. He was slightly glaring at Hiten again. "And for your information, consider yourself lucky cause it ain't none of for f***ing business, I ain't complaining cause someone cared enough to represent me in court and get me a trust fund. Again not like it's any of your f***ing business."
"INUYASHA, HITEN clam down immediately or you both will get detention and I would hate to give you detention on your first day Inyasha I wouldn't want to disgrace your fam-
She stopped herself. "Miroku-sama, you have the same schedule as Inuyasha- sama, you will be his student guide." With that said the bell rang signaling that the chaotic period was over.
The students slowly got up and headed to the door. Hiten threw Inuyasha a death glare while a boy with short black hair pulled back into a pony tail, dark blue jeans and a dark purple sweat shirt that said 'Houshi' on it in gold letters walked up to Inuyasha.
"Hey, I'm Miroku," he held out his hand. "Man you have guts getting into a fight with Hiten of all people and in front of Principle Kaede. She might not look it but she can be vicious when need be." Miroku grinned wide hoping that broke the ice.
Inuyasha smirked, "I coulda taken him, the hag too." Inuyasha grinned and Miroku started laughing like a crazy man.
Author's plees......
Yeah funny thing happened I deleted all my email so no more review messages but I guess I could go all the way to the fanfic.net and find them. Sighs why me. Really sorry it took so long, I have a new respect for all fanfiction writers!
PLEASE R&R, THANKYOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!