Title: We meet again

Disclaimer: Yeah not mine, I don't even own a car. How can I afford the whole Inuyasha series?

Summary: It has been one year since the shikon-no-tama was finished and Kagome has returned to modern times. She is ready to take on college at Tokyo U. but comes across familiar faces. Including one Sesshoumaru who is disguised as Kagome's professor. Kag/Sess! NOT AU

BEFORE YOU READ: This is not AU! Sesshoumaru and blah blah blah whoever else survived 500 years up to Kagome's time.


Chapter Two: You look familiar

His lips brushed against hers, a sensational feeling across her spine as he did so. He circled her so that he was behind her, his arms holding her in his lap. She fit perfectly. Nibbling on her neck and caressing her every curve, Kagome let out a moan. Her eyes closed and opened again as a sliver of white hair was in view.

Then all of a sudden he spoke.

"Oh, Kagome... RING RING RING RING!"

Fuck.

She scrambled about her bed trying to turn off that blasted thing that rang next to her ear. She swiped it off the bedside table next to her, it was fragile and fell onto the ground, smashing bits and pieces off.

Mental note, buy a new alarm clock.

Ugh. This was definitely not what she needed. What a pleasing dream! She had no idea who he was, though that white hair was definitely a clue. Inuyasha? Maybe, but even when she had fancied him before she had never dreamt about him! The only other person with white her she knew was Sesshoumaru. She didn't even want to know what it meant if she was dreaming about him. Not that she disliked him or anything, he had helped out in the end during the last battle with Naraku. She respected him a great deal and found him to be insanely attractive...

KAGOME! There's no time to think about this dream of yours, your first class is at 8:15 with Dr. Nakamura! And right now the time is...

Knowing that her broken clock wouldn't help much she glanced at her roommate's clock, who of course was not in the room having slept over at someone else's dorm. Thank kami she didn't see me savagely attack my alarm clock. She would've thought I was mad! Or that I had really bad seizures... Anyways...

The clock had read 7:39. Good. She had more than half an hour to get ready, although she's still have to find her class she'd decided she'd just ask around.

She got up and grabbed a towel, toothbrush, toothpaste, and clothes. Heading over to the women's bathroom she shared with others. Her dorms weren't too bad, she applied at a women's dorm so as to not share a room or bathroom with perverted men. Ugh. No, she would definitely have to cross that out of her high school experience.

After her shower and getting ready she returned to her dorm and grabbed her book bag, she glanced once again at her roommate's clock, noticing she had 19 minutes left. Great, enough time to find her class. She decided she'd just eat breakfast later, after-all her class would only be an hour long, and it would take 35 minutes till her next class after that. She'd just eat breakfast then.

Running out of her dorm she passed busy students buzzing around, getting from class to class, some heading to the cafeteria, and some doing who knows what! She studied her schedule.

Class A: Health&Medicine- Dr. Nakamura- Room 61.

Great, ok. Room 61...

Rooms were in numerical order with 4 different buildings creating a sort of square shape. In the middle of the four buildings was a large field where some would just 'hang out' between classes, maybe eat, discuss studies... blah blah. The first building(building A) at the north was pretty much info center. The principal's office, student guidance, nurse, teacher's lounge, etc. The second building at the east(building B) contained the first set of rooms, starting with room numbers 1-28. Bulding C at the south was numbers 29-56, and the last building, bulding D was located on the west side and contained rooms 57-84. And the cafeteria was easy to find which was right next to the dorm buildings, the library, and the student bookstore, located right next to the school.

Anyways, onto looking for room 61.

She entered building D, trying to locate the room. She read the doors as she passed them.

"57, 58, 59, 60, 61! There it is!"

She stood near the door, letting the students enter before her. She was hesitant to enter for she had heard what her teacher was like. From what she had heard he was strict and extremely picky. He was also a person to pick favorites, meaning, if you didn't worship him, you were instantly meeting with a fail.

She sucked in a confident breath, raised her shoulders and straightened her pose and entered the room with a determined face. The room was crowded! It was filled with about 50 students, the room wasn't too large in the first place, too! Trying to find a seat was hard but she finally found one...

In the front.

She mentally cursed herself for not arriving earlier. Kagome had always hated being in the front! Being in the front meant obvious torture, for example being called on! Kagome didn't always know the right answers, and this teacher was probably one of the hardest of them all and would definitely mark her down. Being the front meant being watched closely, and if any wrong move was made, she'd be meeting her death.

Anyways, she took her seat just as the bell rang, Kagome sighing in relief that she hadn't been late. Her teacher turned around after the bell had rung, finishing off what he wrote on the board and faced the class.

Let's just say his personality matched his face.

He had brown hair that had grey spots, he probably tried to dye his hair back to the original color to stop the graying but failed and missed some grey spots. His face was pudgy and wrinkly. It resembled a big, fat, raisin. And no, no, no not any regular type of big, fat, raisin... No this was the type of raisin that you'd pinch between your fingers and had some type of gross spots which definitely lowered it's edible capability.

"Everything you've heard of me is true. And if you dare mess with me there's a packet of paperwork I'd love you to do for detention. This isn't first grade where we learn everyone's names on the first day. Ohh, no. You'd only wished it was."

I heard several students gulp, only to gulp hard myself. He was pretty intimidating.

"Look at those around you."

That we did. Mental note, approach that cute guy in the back row someday. Our attention headed back to him as he started speaking again.

"Soon some of you will not be able to take the heat of this class and will leave until only a fraction of you are left. Really, I don't care about any of your grades, that's your job. My only job is to teach it to you and hope you all get it into your thick heads. Now... our first lesson. Turn to page 16 in your textbook and read the first chapter. Once you have done that carefully follow the instructions on the board."

Kagome knew she'd have a loooong time spending in the library doing homework when she read the instructions on the board. They read:

Write a 3-page front and back essay on the introductory of Medicinal herbs.

Due in 2 days.

Whaaaaaaaat!

Let me just crawl into a corner and die, please.

Then she remembered her teacher wouldn't let her do that so she just opened her textbook to the sixteenth page and read...

And hour passed by and the bell rang.

"Thank Kami!"

Ai! You Baka! You just said that out loud!

Thankfully no one really paid attention, eager to leave the room as soon as possible.

Kagome only followed suit and gathered her books heading to the cafeteria thinking why oh why did she take health and medicine?


Kagome quickly paid for her bagel and decided to sit under one of the cherry trees planted in the field in the middle of Tokyo U. Ahh. It was just like her little heaven. Well, at least until she had to go back to class.

Spreading some cream cheese on her bagel she remembered that she had heard Professor Suzuki was a kind-hearted middle-aged lady who used to be a kindergarten teacher in her early twenties and was promoted to a high school teacher, and helped land her a job in Tokyo University teaching those who... well... wanted to become teachers! What a funny job, to teach those how to teach others.

Anyways, Kagome didn't think her class would be very hard considering everything she'd heard. From two people talking to each other the other day about teachers she'd heard that Professor Suzuki's class was easy, all you needed to do was copy down the right notes, pay attention, respect her, be nice, and you earned an easy A! She knew her sources were correct because it was from them that she'd heard Dr. Nakamura was a completely arrogant man whose only intention was to pass the school year with some money in his hand. This was truly right.

She had also heard that Professor Taisho, who she'd have after her next class had quite the looks. She'd heard he was extremely attractive or as the other girls put it, "hot!". Hmm, how interesting. She'd heard his class was up there and you'd only pass if you were really trying, it wouldn't be easy.

Kagome finished her bagel stood up, brushing the crumbs off her clothes when she sensed that familiar aura again. She quirked her head to the side trying to find the source but it was once again faint and scattered about the mass of students heading to class. HEADING TO CLASS!

She approached a nearby student and asked for the time.

Shit! Kagome had to hurry to her next class, it was almost starting!

She completely forgot about the aura she sensed before as she picked her book bag and raced to her next class.


So the kitsune is right, she is here.

He watched her get up and brush what he saw were white bread crumbs from her clothes. She looked around as if she felt something. Could it be that she had sensed him? He tried his best to cover his demon aura though it wasn't completely covered.

I wonder if she is in any of the classes I teach...

Nevertheless, to see her again would definitely be interesting.

It wasn't that he had taken a liking to her, she was merely an ally. Someone who he had fought with against Naraku. Though he couldn't say anything about Rin who he remembered used to blab on about the miko.

No, this Sesshoumaru is just eager to see a familiar face, he reminded himself.


"Hello Class, I'm your teacher, Professor Suzuki. Let me introduce what you'll be learning this year…"

She explained on and on about the idea of the class, the objectives, what she expected you to learn, blah blah blah. But Kagome wasn't interested in that. She only listened with half and ear, her mind more into something else.

That familiar aura she sensed earlier and yesterday wouldn't get out of her hair! It's definitely a youkai, but why does it feel so familiar? I MUST FIND OUT.

She emphasized by smacking her hand hard on the table.

A rosy blush crept onto her face and said a sorry. She sank into her chair…

Never before was she so eager to finish a day off.


RINGGGGG

The bell rang ending the class; a feeling of relief sank into Kagome. It wasn't that she hated the class, it was just immensely BORING. Oh well, at least it's better than her first class.

Well I have 35 minutes until I have my last class (THANK KAMI!). What should I do?

She couldn't track down the aura she sensed before because she couldn't feel it anymore and she didn't feel like running around the huge campus of Tokyo University looking for someone she possibly didn't even know.

Kagome decided to enter the library and do a bit of the essay due in Dr. Nakamura's class. She found her spot under the cherry tree and sat comfortably in the shade it produced. Maybe this would be a permanent spot for her.

Kagome didn't feel much like doing the essay but instead leaned back onto the base of the tree and observed around her. She saw students walking around in groups with their friends.

It wasn't that she was unsocial. She could make friends easily. She could strike up a conversation with a stranger and they'd get along fine, unless it was some sort of freak-o with an obsession of hentai or something of that sort.

Kagome laughed, it reminded her of Miroku. Oh how she missed her dear old feudal aged friends. She knew their corpses were already deep below the ground he was sitting on but she couldn't help but reminisce on their times together. Her eyes became glossy and she fought back the urge to let the tears fall. Kagome shook her head, reminding herself she had to get over it.

Right.

Essay time.


She opened her book bag and continued reading the chapter on Medicinal Herbs.

Before long, 25 minutes passed and Kagome packed her things into her book bag, heading to her next class.

Her schedule read:

Class C: History- Prof. Taisho- Room 81.

She searched for the room, and before long, found it. She felt that familiar aura stronger than ever as she stood before the door. She was about to turn the door knob and enter but another hand reached for it at the same time. Well look who it is.

"Oh hello, Kagome is it?" ((Italicized is Shippou's thinking.)) Smooth Shippou, pretend you first met her yesterday. She'll realize things soon enough.

"Hai, Mr. Taro. Nice to see you again." Said Kagome, flashing a smile, wondering why he was entering Mr. Taisho's class.

"You have Mr. Taisho?" Of course he already knew the answer to this question since he had seen her schedule and helped her pick out her books.

"Hai! Ano… can you tell me about him? I've heard much about other teachers but not much about him."

Oh, you already know more about him than you think.

"I'm afraid you'll just have to wait until you have his class, Miss Higurashi."

Kagome raised an eyebrow. She had never told him her last name! How did he know? There are hundreds of other students here, it's impossible that he knows the last names of all of them! And he just met me yesterday…

Noticing her uneasiness, Shippou realized his mistake. Kagome's probably thinking I'm some sort of stalking freak!

He pretended to check his watch, and hurriedly said good-bye saying he needed to be somewhere and that she should go to class because class was starting in about 3 minutes.

Kagome shook her head.

That was weird.

She entered the class, immediately searching for her teacher. She had heard he was complete eye-candy but that was all. Her eyes first darted to the front of the room near the board and the teacher's desk but all she saw was some young-looking guy with white-ish hair.

Thinking that he wasn't there yet, she searched for a seat.


Sesshoumaru nonchalantly leaned against his desk that faced the class and watched the door, waiting for a certain person to enter. A certain person to the name of Kagome. Approximately 3 minutes before the bell rung to indicate class started she walked into the room.

Sesshoumaru tried his best not to act like he hadn't seen her before and did very well, actually. This was the girl that traveled between time and helped his baka brother fight off demons and collect shards of the shikon jewel. Sesshoumaru noticed she had grown different since then…

Her hair was longer but still owned that natural slight waviness. Her face had matured more and she walked with a more confident air. He could feel her look around the class, searching for someone.

He looked her way and Sesshoumaru tried to hide his face away, not knowing why. She'd see him in about 2 or so minutes. He wondered if she had noticed him or Shippou yet and realized their true identities. He watched her sit down and stare at the front of the class with a bored expression.

Guess not.


RIIIIIIINNNG

All the students by this time had entered class and had taken a seat; the whole room probably filled 20-30 students.

I still looked around, my eyes darting from place to place looking for the Professor. Suddenly after the sharp ringing of the bell had rung the young white-haired man casually walked to the front of the room and overlooked the class, calling names and crossing them off the list as he took roll.

This is the professor? He looked so… Kagome couldn't find the right words to describe him. He DEFINITELY was eye-candy.

He had smooth, shiny white hair that seemed to spike up naturally. (If you can't picture it, think Enishi from Rurouni Kenshin) He was tall and had a niiice body. He wore a long sleeved buttoned up white top and black pants. He looked professional in a casual, young sort of way. But something felt weird…

Something about him was so familiar! Could he be the source of the familiar aura she sensed earlier? Not only was that, but something about him overall just yelling familiarity.

"Higurashi Kagome."

It was silent as Kagome continued to race through her mind, about this Mr. Taisho and the familiar aura.

"HIGURASHI KAGOME."

She was so caught up in her thoughts she had missed her name being called three times by the professor, whose voice also sounded familiar! There's something oddly strange about this!

"Oh, here!" She yelled and blushed in embarrassment.

"Miss Higurashi I suggest you pay more attention in class, just because this is the first day doesn't mean I can't start taking off points."

What a jerk.

Then it hit her.

The white hair, that cool voice, the striking facial features, his build, that oh-so familiar aura…

"SESSHOUMARU!"


A/N: Sorry about ending it there. I was overly eager in finishing this chapter. BTW this chapter is longer than the first, I thought ya'll would like that, heheh.

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