Yoga Class

Chapter 10: Copying Sentences

Okay, I know my story got out of hand and well, retarded so slowly I am working on bringing it back on track to the original title and all that other good stuff. I updated pretty soon actually, which is neat cause school is coming to a close. Only thirty-something days left for us! It's neatness.

Anyway, I tried a bit to put some effort…okay so I didn't really, but if you review I promise to remain serious and keep it on track!

Kuro-

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Story time!

The class bell had rang and the chairs were filled up in Professor Jaken's classroom. He stood with his back to the teenagers, filling out the information on the board: I will not ruin and rap when my great professor has a play. They were to write it nine hundred and ninety-nine times, only cause Jaken liked that number…strangely enough.

Inuyasha sat in the back of the classroom, folding paper airplanes and sending them sailing to the front of the room where they crashed into the desk. Kagome would turn around and tsk-tsk at him, then turn back and resume writing, though properly she felt that she had done nothing to deserve to write this much.

Miroku was undoubtably flirting with Sango. She tried her best to ignore it but someone rubbing your arse was a bit hard to ignore. She instead focused on her writing while Miroku wrote, a happy look on his face despite all the work he had to do.

"Homo" Hojo sat gazing at Kagome, his eyes in a dream state. The way she had taken control that night at the play amazed him! Of course…she had waited to hug Inuyasha but someone must have dared her to, or so Hojo thought anyway.

Jaken turned back to the class, clearing his throat to catch their attention…and it did not catch their attention. He cleared his throat louder, his green face showing signs of redness, but to no avail.

"Aiiiiii! You wretched urchins! You twelve sandwich eating-#&(#)(!)" He jumped up and down on the desk repeatedly, screaming until his face was blue. That seemed to have their attention. He cleared his throat for good measure. "I am going to announce that our next project will be Yoga moves-"

"Oh you mean we actually do Yoga in Yoga class?" Someone shouted from the back, most likely Koga or Inuyasha. No, it had been Inuyasha…Koga was flipping his raven hair back and forth. The whole fight with Inuyasha frayed the ends a bit, nothing a quick trim couldn't help with.

Jaken, however, remained silent until the laughter died down. He resumed, "yes, we will be doing actual Yoga moves in the classroom beginning as soon as you finish writing your sentences which I'm sure you have. Now pass them up!"

"But we only started three and a half minutes ago!" Kagome cried, her grades seemingly more important these days.

"UP! Pass them up! Up! Up!" He smiled cheerfully at the thought of grading these incomplete papers. Once they were situated on his desk he continued once more, "Okay, you may chose a partner but only someone you completely trust. These moves are painful, dangerous, and extremely difficult."

"Why are we taking this class in the first place?" Inuyasha groaned, grabbing Kagome's hand. She was still gaping at the papers sitting on the desk that were incomplete.

"Haven't we done something like this before, Sango, my love?" Miroku asked, pulling his hand back from her rear as she turned around.

"Yes." She answered him and turned back around, glancing around for a partner.

"Sango! Aren't we working together?"

"He said to have someone you trust…" Sango replied, a smile on her face.

"Sango!" The tone in Miroku's voice clearly state heart-break…torment…anguish…

"Fine, fine," She said, turning back around. She got up and got a beanbag that Jaken was now instructing them to grab.

Once everyone in the classroom was situated more or less, Jaken turned on the overhead and showed them positions that involved ripping muscles apart, pulling bones out of their sockets, etc. The usual Yoga stuff we not so limber people see.

Inuyasha sat on the beanbag chair, trying to get Kagome to stretch her leg over the back of her head. "What if I tell you a story?"

"A story?" She asked.

"Yes."

"About what?"

"Me. My past life."

"Alright, tell." She tugged on her leg, working it back up.

"There once was this boy named Inuyasha, and he dreamed of being an awesome writer. He worked on it day and night, practicing and publishing what little he could, which was none. And so, one night Inuyasha swore that he would write and write until he became insane!"

Kagome looked up at him. "So he finally published something right?" She looked at him hopefully; she so loved stories with happy endings.

"One year later he was put into an insane-asylum…"

"Inuyasha!"

Meanwhile Miroku was having the time of his life while Sango beat him over the head with a pillow. Enough said about that, I think.

Jaken, however, was under his desk, a large book placed in front of him, well hidden behind his under the desk curtain. (Think about Mr. Krocker from Fairly Odd Parents) (Yes, I still watch that show faithfully…)

He opened the book and began watching the black mist float out from the book and around the top of the classroom. The kids were having so much fun they hardly noticed the danger they were being engulfed in…

Ehh…

Okay, so that chapter probably totally and completely sucked too!

I probably should stop writing stories right now cause that one was horrid…I only got like six reviews for the last chapter and thank you for all who read it and thank you for all who reviewed!

Next time I hand out chocolate, marshmellow, rice crispies, peanut butter, zebra cake cookies!

Kuro kage-

(Black shadow)