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History
Gohan nearly sighed in relief as the duo made their way to their last class of the day, history. He watched on in concern as Kagome slumped into her seat, and promptly laid her head on the desk. Though she usually paid less attention in the subject (it was the only class she seemed to have no problems with), she always tried hard to pay attention.
As the last bell rang to signal the start of class, Gohan turned to the front of the room. An unknown blond woman was standing there, smiling politely to the class. Their usual teacher was no where to be seen. He turned to Kagome to ask if she knew what was going on, to see her sitting upright, glaring at the woman. Her fatigued state replaced by a rankled one.
Confused, he looked back to the mysterious woman as she introduced herself. Apparently she was taking over for the remainder of the semester, their regular teacher suffering from and an unexpected illness.
There was something about the woman that didn't settle right with Gohan. Throughout class, he noticed that her gaze flickered to Kagome's several times. And he swore that he saw her eyes harden at the sight of his friend. He wondered what kind of history the two of them had, and made it a point to ask Kagome after school.