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Disclaimer- If I was the owner of Inuyasha... If I was Rumiko Takahashi... I wouldn't be writing this, right now... Heck, I wouldn't have written the whole story, I'd be working on the original series right now... Nor, I'm I getting any profit from this... This story is only for entertainment purposes or whatever... Nor, do I own Cole Blade or Ms. Youkai... So, um, on with the third season!

(I'm starting off with the Sesshoumaru chapters again, so the Inu chapters will be 2,4,6 while the Sess chapters will be 1,3,5, get it? This is the 2nd chapter of Inuyasha!)

Chapter 4

Love-struck Disciple and Oblivious Kidnapping

A stuffy, discomforting air lingered in the white walled classroom as the teacher scribbles algebra or some other kind of math on the chalkboard. Your half-lidded eyes loiter on the slow ticking, second hand on the clock... 5 (more or less) minutes left until this last class of the day was finally over and then you could get back to your out of school crisis... Not that your crisis wasn't in school, also... You bite your lip, holding back a yawn, while looking at the clock with anxious 'I shouldn't be here, especially inside a school, of all places! Inuyasha... Inuyasha, Inuyasha!' You whine inwardly getting the sudden I idea to if you should tap your heels three times. Before you can put your plan into action the teacher begins to talk again.

"I know all of you should know this material by now and of course I'd be surprised if anyone here didn't because this is probably one of the best classes I've seen since I started teaching here." The teacher says smiling proudly and gazing at the class before her as some of the students start to chat smugly to each other about how they are the best.

"And then of course there are a few tests coming up I suppose, especially college examinations, for those of you who want to go to college. Despite how much you all know the material; we're going to still be reviewing until March!" With that the class groans. "Would anyone like to come to the board and answer this equation? Or do I have to pick?" She asks to the non-responsive classroom as you take that moment to look inconspicuous as possible.

"Ms. (your name)!" You curse inwardly. "How about you? You've been quiet lately, come to the board and solve the equation!" She says smiling lightly.

You slowly rise from your seat, walking over nervously to the board before giving the teacher a quick glance. What an oddly chipper teacher we got here... I wonder what it would be like if she ever got pissed off... You think nervously before picking up a piece of chalk and standing before the board awkwardly. Let's see, 2 squared, parenthesis, y plus x, close parenthesis... Oh goody, fractions! A bead of sweat slides down the side of your face as you place the piece of chalk against the board ready to attempt to solve the equation thing... Just as your piece of chalk starts the move the bell signaling the end of last period sounded off. Saved by the bell... Thank Satan!

Dropping the chalk, you quickly go back to your seat to get your things, avoiding the flock of students. Once out of the class you hurriedly trek back to your locker... Swinging the locker door open, you put up your books and retrieve your coat and backpack, but pause when you feel a few taps on your shoulder. Closing the locker you turn to the "tapper" and coming face to face with bright lime eyes and a mop of light brown locks. Haven't I seen this kid before?

You're Ms. (your name), right?" You nod. "Great! I finally get to meet the (f.n)!" He squeals happily.

'What the hell?' You think nervously raising an eyebrow at the overjoyed youth. When the kid stops jumping for joy he pauses seeing your expression and blushes redder than an apple. You frown slightly taking a small step away from the younger teen. 'Well... This is getting a little weird...'

"Oh! Excuse my bad manners! I'm Gyki Daken! A sophomore and top in my year!" He says grinning proudly. When you open your mouth to speak he interrupts. "And of course, you're (your name), 2nd best in the whole school! The female Leonardo da Vinci!" You continue to stare blankly at the eager teen with a small smile. 'The female Leonardo da Vinci, huh? Keep talking kid...'

"I've been waiting a long time just to talk to you and now the moment that the time has finally come, I think I forgot what I was going to ask you..." He says bowing his head embarrassedly. 'Well, I guess your time's up now, huh? Goddesses just can't sit and stare at puny mortals, right?'

"Well, uh, I guess it was nice meeting... Gyki, right?" You ask and the boy nods enthusiastically. "Alright, Gyki, I guess I'll see you later since I'm a bit busy, so..." You speak shrugging and starting to walk away before the body gasps and grabs your arm.

"No! Don't go yet! Please!" He whines with a tight grip on your arm and you're forced to stop.

"Ah, but I'm kinda busy, plus you could always ask me tomorrow..." 'Tomorrow's Saturday, but...' You think trying to retrieve your captured arm away from the whining youth.

"No! I think I remember now! Yeah, I remember! Please don't go!" He cries holding on to you like his life depended on it.

As you continue to try to pry your arm away from the supposed groupie a few other students pass by gazing at you two in confusion, probably getting the wrong idea... Hopefully, not getting the wrong idea...

"Alright, Daken, since you remember now what is your problem?" You ask annoyed as a couple beads of sweat slides down the side of your face. 'Though I don't think I can help you, I'm not a psychiatrist ya' know...'

"Don't call me that, call me Gyki! And the question I want to ask you is... Um, can you tutor me?" He asks feebly tugging your arm as he looks up at you with tearful lime eyes.

"...What?" You ask a bit skeptical. 'Isn't he supposed to be asking for a date?'

"Will you tutor me?" He asks speaking a little louder now holding the overused puppy-dog stare.

As seconds tick by, you continue to stare down at the mop of brown hair as he gazes back pleadingly. Your eyes close tightly and with a twitching brow, you frown down at the boy.

"...No" You answer prying your arm from the boy's death grip.

"But why Ms. (your name)!" He asks tightening his grip.

"Because... I'm busy!" You reply starting to drag the clinging boy down the hall. 'No, because you're a lying, manipulative, failing son of a bitch!'

"Please, Ms. (your name)! I need you... To help me with my work! Please! I really want to improve!" He cries. 'Why you lying, sick little freak bastard you...'

"Why do you need me to tutor you? Aren't you the best in your year? Daken?" You ask dryly.

"Ms. (your name), please just call me Gyki! Really! And I am the best in my year! The best! And I want to keep improving and the only way that can happen is to have to learn from the best!" He replies and starts to look around frantically then points to a chart hanging on the bulletin board. "See! Look, I am the best!"

You walk over to the bulletin board dragging the boy along with you. 'Freshmen Top 10 students...' One of the charts read and you look to the next chart to find the 'Sophomore Top 20 students... 1. Gyki Daken... Damn...'

"If you didn't know, Daken, I'm not the best. Why didn't you go to the best since you obviously want to learn from the best?" You state tapping on the senior chart.

"I-um..." The brunette blushes again. "Ms. (your name), in my eyes you are the best! If it wasn't for that horrible, evil and thankfully retired art teacher that had a stick in the Nether regions... You would be 1... But, to me you will always be the best..." He says sincerely gazing at you with tinted cheeks. "And to other students like me, too!" He adds on quickly. 'Wow, does this kid got it bad or... Have I hit my head on something?' You think blushing.

"So, Ms. (your name), will you tutor me?" He asks staring at you softly.

"...No... Sorry... Gyki" You mutter backing away inconspicuously before the boy can have time to reattach himself again. 'No, Gyki I'm kidding, I'd love to tutor you and on the second day of tutoring I wouldn't mine if those hormones of yours got the best of you and you suddenly molested me! No I wouldn't mind at all!'

"But Ms. (your name)-"

"I'm sorry, Gyki... I'm just too busy!" You say quickly walking away.

"No Ms. (your name)!" He cries as you suddenly quicken your pace, but pause when a weight suddenly grips your leg. You scowl and continue to drag the boy along. 'Persistent little-'

"Please Ms. (your name), I want to improve! Let me become your disciple! I only ask for 30 minutes of your time! Please and just once a week! Please, please! I'm begging!" He cries getting dragged down the hall to the exit.

'Do I risk being molested and maybe even gossiped about for tutoring a demented, obsessed kid and using up the time I should be using to get back to the feudal era? Why the hell not? I'm brave... And I could kick this shrimp's ass if he did try to... Do that...'

"...I don't think I've met anyone so persistent, Gyki..." You reply taking your drag to a halt. "You seem to be a very manipulative person and to be honest I think you're demented..." You say frowning deeply and folding your arms. 'Mother always said honesty was the right way to go when turning someone down...'

"But, Ms. (your name)-"

"Don't interrupt me! To get to the point... You remind me of someone I use to know... I like you, Gyki... You're going to be a horrible disciple, but I know you'll come out on top with my help!" You say half-smiling. 'Wait-That didn't sound right!'

"Really Ms. (your name)?" He asks starry-eyed. You roll your eyes and nod. "Thanks, Ms. (your name), I don't know what to say... I-" He suddenly starts to lean forward towards you.

You raise a brow in confusion before crouching and sweep a leg under his feet, to which he comes crashing down to the ground. Standing up you glare down at the mop head.

"Don't ever do that again, unless you don't want to be my pupil..." You say scowling. "I'll see ya' next then!" You say with a quick smile before strutting towards the door.

"Thanks again, Ms. (your name)! I'll be over your house on Monday! I love youuu!" He yells after you. 'I'll just pretend I didn't hear that...' You think getting a slight headache as you exit the school.

The cold winter air brushes against your numb cheeks as you continue to shift a map of streets up, down and sideways. Frowning you fold up the map and gaze down the street, looking for any sign for the public transportation vehicle... Seeing no sign of said vehicle you fold your arms trying to get warm yourself. 'Alright, first I'll take this bus to... Whatever the name of the street was and then I'll have to walk the rest of the way to the Hideku shrine and sneak into the well house place...'

At the sound of a vehicle pulling up toward you, your head snaps instantly, but you're disappointed to find a small, black car in place where of where the bus should be... The black, tinted windows slowly roll down in front of you and out pops the head of a man wearing sunglasses.

"Excuse me, Miss are you, (your name)(f.n.) by any chance?" He asks looking at you. 'No...No it isn't, the name's Jane Doe! And who are you? The secret service? Are you Mr. Sunglasses? Oh my god! The IRS! Run for your lives!'

"Yeah... How do you know my name?" You ask nervously getting off the bench.

Mr. Sunglasses nods to the driver before getting out of the car and approaches you. This guy really looks like the secret service! A black suit, ear piece, sunglasses, black shoes... Hey, is that a gun in that gun holder right there?

"Ms. (your name), we have been ordered by our employer to bring you to him, now please come with us." He says coming to halt as you continue to back away.

"Who is your employer?" You ask from behind the bench.

"You will be informed when you are with our employer, now please come with us, and also please keep in mind that we will be punished harshly if we hurt you... Quoted from our employer...Now please come, we're in sort of a hurry..." He says holding out a hand towards you.

"I don't think I can do that... After so many times of being told not to get into a strange strangers car, a girl just has to interpret it sometime... Sorry, Mr. Sunglasses..." You reply glaring at Mr. Sunglasses.

With that you start to walk down the street and start to quicken your pace when you hear the black car and Mr. Sunglasses start to follow behind you.

"Ms. (you name), you have to come with us or-"

"Or what? And how do you know my name!" You ask annoyed.

"Or we'll have to keep on following you until you submit!" Mr. Sunglasses says walking beside you. "And though he said that we will be punished if we hurt you, but he didn't say we will be punished if we force you, Ms. (your name)."

"Oh really? Are you going to try and kidnap me, then?" You ask smirking halfheartedly. 'Your boss can kiss my ass; he didn't make an appointment... Unlike a certain demented disciple...'

"Well, frankly... Yes." He says grabbing your arm tightly and trying to drag you to the car. You quickly grab onto the gate you were walking beside and instantly trying to channel your ki.

You gulp deeply when you can't seem to find it... You give up the ki channeling when Mr. Sunglasses tries to pull you roughly from the gate. You wince as his grip tightens on your arm.

"Let me the fuck go! Didn't our boss tell you not to hurt me, you bastard!" You yell holding tightly onto the gate.

"Plan B..." You hear Mr. Sunglasses mutter and quickly try to channel your ki again.

He quickly puts a strong scented cloth over your nose and you accidentally inhale. You slowly start to slump against the gate. 'An anesthetic... Stupid Mr. Sunglasses... Plan B my ass, you dumbass... I pity your boss, why the-' Your eyes roll back into your head as you become unconscious. '-hell would he employ such an idiot...'

'Alright, lets see here... I was at my locker, and then jumped by a mope-head, wannabe disciple, stalker... Then when I was heading to a temple when I was attacked by... This black suit dude and car... I couldn't channel my ki, and then he... Did the river dance! No, no he didn't... He's not cool enough to do that... Well, anyways I think I was just kidnapped... And now, I'm afraid to open my eyes...'

Even though you're afraid to open your eyes, what you were laying on was really soft and very comfortable, probably a couch because you couldn't roll over on one side and plus decreasing the fear facts there's a blanket on top of you, so you won't get cold! Getting up the courage you crack an eye open to see to see a dark colored ceiling. You throw your fear to the side and fully open up your eyes and shift into a sitting position. Your eyes widen as you take in the room.

It looks like a living room and it's huge! It's probably two or three of the dojo's put together, hell maybe even four! And the furniture! One recliner probably costs more than a newly built house in the suburbs! And this couch... It could probably fit six heavy people and neither one would be uncomfortable at all, and look at the size of that bloody television over there... But, enough about the furniture, where the hell am I? Oh yeah, with Mr. Sunglasses' boss...You stand up looking around and noticing a hall leading to some other rooms. Deciding on taking a tour or maybe even to loot you go down the hall.

Approaching the hall, you frown noticing someone had taken off your shoes, which were replaced with house shoes, and your coat leaving you in your school uniform...

Pausing at the first door, you pull it open to find a... Closet. Closing the door uninterested of its contents, you continue quietly down the hall toward the next door on the other side of the hall. This door was already cracked open a bit and it looks like the light was on inside. Carefully peeking inside, you see an office of some sort... Straight ahead of you, one big desk holding a computer, near the wall a bookshelf, a couch, a file cabinet, a small television and other stuff...

Noticing no one occupying the room, you push the door open farther and take a few cautious steps into the room. Halting your exploration, you jump in surprise when you hear a crash coming from the living room. Cautiously you slowly leave the room heading back toward the living room and taking a peek inside. Nothing, no one's in here... You proceed further into the room inspecting a broken lamp. Maybe the boss has a pet or something.

"So, you're finally awake... (your name)." A familiar voice says behind you causing you to gasp in surprise.

With wide eyes you stiffly turn around to find...?

"Oh my god..." Your breathe catches in your throat as you gape at the... Stranger? 'It couldn't be...'

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Author's Notes

Yeah, it feels good to type Turn to page at times like these. 'Nods' Anyways, for the date I'm going by this year's calendar (even though in the story it's 2006), so the date in this chapter is Friday, January 28, 2006... Also, about Gyki... Originally, he was supposed to be the reincarnate of Seta Soujiro (From Kenshin) all nice, kind and misguided... But, when I was writing he suddenly turned into... I don't know (maybe a bit like Shuichi from Gravitation...) Feh, anyone can get good grades these days...

So, where the hell are you? Have you really been kidnapped? Will you actually get back to the feudal era next chapter! And who the hell is this!

See ya'