A/N: Forgot the disclaimer in the last chapter so here it is.

Disclaimer: Inuyasha does not belong to me. Anything of familiarity belongs to its rightful owner. I just own the plot since technically Hikari isn't exactly mine.

It's starting off a bit slow because i don't want to rush into things like i usually do. hope you don't mind this pace, things should start getting juicy within a few chapters or so.

PS: thank you to sousie for being my very first reviewer! newerher3, ||Little S|| and ElectraX12, thank you for continuing to stay by me even though i was a crap author. also, thank you for all the favorites, follows and reviews! it made me smile so big. i appreciate all of them.

Enjoy.

Hikari Daku, previously known as Harry J. Potter in another life, was staring out the classroom window in boredom. He knew he should've been paying attention to what was going on up front, but he couldn't. He was totally going to flunk math again.

He yawned and rubbed his eye, starting to regret staying up most of the night to play video games but it wasn't his fault! He was just up to the boss level (that took him weeks to reach) when the game crashed and he had to start all over. He was pissed beyond belief and in a fit of rage, threw his console out the window. If the game hadn't crashed, he wouldn't have needed to go through such drastic measures.

His mom then came in, heavily scolded him, told him he had to buy a new console himself and sent him to bed. He doesn't remember the last time he ever felt so embarrassed.

He sighed, slouching further in his seat. Sometimes, he wondered why he always felt so angry. He didn't think he had any anger issues since after his countless outbursts, he always felt calm right after. He honestly didn't know what was wrong with him, it was almost like he had another-

"Mr. Daku!"

A voice startled him out of his thoughts and he jumped in his seat, turning towards the teacher who was giving him a rather nasty glare. "A-ah. Yes, Hiro-sensei?"

Hiro fixed his glasses, leaning back against his desk as he stared at his student smugly. He was going to enjoy this. "Since you were paying attention, do you mind telling the class the answer to this question?"

Hikari looked at the board, feeling a wave of dizziness pass over him when he saw all the letters and numbers clustered together. Was this a new form of torture? Who in their right mind created such a sick equation?

Hikari knew the teacher was deliberately baiting him and he felt a surge of annoyance run through him, but he didn't want to stay after school cleaning the erasers and chalkboard again so he held back any witty retort and decided to be polite instead.

"Actually, sir, I do mind."

Hiro didn't seem surprised by this answer and gave a clearly fake shocked expression and even added a dramatic gasp for effect. "Oh? I thought you were paying attention, Hikari? I mean, after all, you can't afford to have your grades dropped in this class any lower."

Hikari was usually a calm and collected person when it came to school since he didn't want his peers thinking he had a bad temper, but he didn't like when people openly mocked him - especially in front of others. But still, he kept his composure.

"I can understand that not having a father in your life can be difficult, but it's best to separate your home life from your school life." He said in a condescending tone.

A twitch of a brow and a clenching hand. Keep it cool.

Hiro shook his head in mock sympathy. "I wonder what your poor mother must think, having to raise a failure for a son. It's not surprising your dad left. I would too if you were my son."

Snap.

Hikari stood up, banging his hands against the desk as he glared sinisterly at his teacher. "Sorry, sir," he said mockingly. "But I don't think that's any of your business. Besides, I didn't know you got off belittling kids. Does that make you feel like a man? Because to me it makes you weak. Are you jealous my mom chose my father over you? I remember you coming over to my house when I was young demanding that my mom took you back as you stumbled over yourself piss drunk."

Hiro stared at Hikari in shock, not expecting his student to retaliate back so ferociously. The class was silent as they watched the altercation happening between their fellow classmate and teacher.

"Sad, isn't it?" Hikari smirked coldly. "How you think you're so big and bad until someone genetically superior than you has to knock you down a peg." Hikari packed away his things, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he walked right up to Hiro's face.

"Also, before I forget, I never gave you permission to address me so formally, Hiro. It's Daku-sama from now on, you filthy peasant." Hikari sneered, turning on his heel and walking out the door to the front gates. When he was a few blocks away from the school, he blinked and scratched his head, looking around in confusion.

"Uh, how'd I get out here?" He then shrugged, uncaring and continued walking. "School must be over." He murmured, crossing the street to get to his part time job on time.

After getting off work, Hikari went to buy his new console with a few new games since it was pay day. It was almost nine so he had to hurry before the store closed for the day.

Just barely making it since it was a twenty minute walk from where he worked, he reached the place just before they stopped letting people in. Normally, they would've said he had to come back tomorrow, but he personally knew the guys that worked there since he was a regular and quickly bought the new replacement console and a few games.

Finally leaving after chatting with the manager, Hikari went home; excited to finally beat the game that's been evading him for weeks. He hated having a busy schedule sometimes.

He unlocked the door to his house, walked in, locked it again and took off his shoes. "I'm home!" He shouted, expecting a reply back from his mom since he knew she was suppose to be home by now. "Hello? Mom!" When he got no response, he checked his phone to see if she had messaged him of her whereabouts and saw he had one unread message from her.

From: Mom

hey, sweetie! i won't be coming home tonight. extra shift. try not to burn down the house while i'm away, okay? love you!

After sending a reply back to his mom with a fond smile, he walked into the kitchen and quickly made himself a sandwich and gathered multiple snacks in his arms before walking up the stairs to his room, preparing to not leave his room for the rest of the night except to use the bathroom.

Taking off his school uniform in exchange for a comfortable t-shirt and sweats, he set up his console, laid his snacks around him and sat down on the floor, leaning his back against his bed as he got comfy.

Once he saw the game starting up, he grinned, half a sandwich hanging out of his mouth. He was going to beat this game today, no matter how long it took. He was not going to let all his hard work go to waste.

He was glad it was a Friday because he definitely wasn't sleeping tonight.

i wonder what's up with Hikari and why he's so angry sometimes?

i also just realized i unintentionally made Hiro act like Snape. oops.