When she heard Tachibana-sensei complaining about Sesshomaru she was expecting someone who was very rude and undignified, but that couldn't have been far from the truth. The man that had walked into her classroom that evening was anything but undignified.
He was tall, towering over everyone in the room easily and his long silver hair was braided and thrown over a shoulder, with short bangs framing his golden eyes. He was really pretty, not she would ever voice it to him. There was an air of superiority, and authority to him, the way he walked showed that he believed that he had every right to be there and that was pretty cool. Though there were scars on both sides of his cheek and she could see magenta coloring under his sleeves and crawling up his neck. Maybe that was what pushed the old hag to kick him out.
That didn't really matter to her, she had teenagers, office women and older women in one class and had heard their share of stories so a tattooed, scarred man wasn't going to be a problem. Maybe all the estrogen will do him some good.
"Taisho-san." She greet, taking a few steps towards him, "My name is Kagome Higurashi, I'll be your instructor for this class."
He nodded at her, "I was made aware." His voice was deep and sent strange shivers down her spine.
She nodded, "Your seat will be next to Sakura in the back." She pointed out the teen girl with short brown hair and green eyes. "We'll be starting in a few minutes so you can take that time to read over today's recipe."
He gave her another nod and made his way to his station, ignoring the looks the rest of the class was sending his way. Well her class was all female and most of them were teen girls and unmarried career woman and she had to admit, he was nice eye candy.
Once the clock struck six she began class. "Before we start as many of you noticed," She eyed the table of giggling teens to her right who rightly quieted down. "We have a new member joining us," All eyes turned to Sesshomaru who kept his eyes on her, "let's help each other and get along alright."
The point of today's class was to show that following a recipe could produce different recipes. She had made a batch of cookies with the recipe everyone was using and at the end she would have them taste their results versus hers and for the second half of the class they would remake them and compare results again.
Once everyone had calmed down a bit she began giving out instructions and performing a demonstration at her own station before allowing the class to do it on their own as she walked around the room, helping and answering questions as she went.
"Sensei why is mine all lumpy." Ami asked, showing her the bowl.
"Did you sift the flour before adding the liquids?" She asked, raising a brow at the girls flushed cheeks. "When lumps form you need to spend more time mixing until they're all gone."
Eventually she made her way to Sesshomaru and found him with the same problem as Ami, except he seemed to have used his sifter. She watched as he mixed and it was more moving the dough around rather than mixing.
"Slow down a little Taisho-san." She took the bowl from him and shows him how to do it. "You need to make sure you're focusing on the lumps and work on mixing them in versus moving them around." She handed it back to him and watched him for a bit before moving over to Sakura.
"My arms are hurting." The teen grumbled at her approach.
"Maybe slow down a little, you don't need to race anyone."
"But I need to finish before Nee-chan." She sent a quick glance over to her sister who was also mixing.
The sisters were competitive in this sense but while Sakura had gained some skill since they entered the class, Kaoru was getting worse and it hurt Kagomes pride a bit.
"Kaoru-chan, how much butter did you use?" Brows drawn she watched the dough sloshing...it shouldn't be sloshing at all.
"Three cups." The girl sent her a worried look, "Is that wrong?"
"Three cups!" Megumi exclaimed, setting her things done and moving over to peer at Kaoru's bowl before starting to laugh at the girl. "You're never going to find a husband with that kind of skill."
"What the-" Red faced Kaoru glared at the older woman, "That's rich coming from you."
Rolling her eyes at their antics, Kagome moved to another station. She did take a peek at Sesshomaru though and while his expression hadn't changed he seemed amused.
Once everyone had finished mixing their dough together, they began to place it on the cookie sheets. Sakura was helping Sesshomaru find his in his provided supplies in the cabinets of his station.
The rest of class went by smoothly and everyone, with the exception of Kaoru, had two tasty batches of cookies to take home. Everyone, including her cleaned up their station before saying goodbye and being on their way, if they weren't going to stop and talk to her.
When she was putting some leftover outlines in her bag, a shadow fell over her.
Blue eyes met gold as she smiled at him, "You followed the recipe perfectly Taisho-san. I would say you won't have a problem learning in this class."
"It did not taste like the ones you made."
"Mine did have half a day to sit and the flavor does shift from being freshly baked to having been cooled."
"Are there no other reasons?"
"The way you mix in the ingredients and how well they are mixed is also an important factor but those kinds of things can't always be replicated. Some people say that there is a difference between hand mixing and using a mixer."
"Is there?"
"Perhaps." Kagome did believe that hand made things tasted better, just like eating food made by your mom trumped the same dish made by you or another person. It was probably a psychological thing that she didn't really know about.
"Hm. Why was I moved to this class."
She prided herself on not lying to her students about a lot of things, including their cooking skills and any personal problems they sometimes brought up and she wasn't about to start now.
"The ha-" Flushing slightly she cleared her throat. "Tachibana-sensei did not think your image was fit for her requirements. The scars and," Her eyes looked down at the magenta stripe peeking out of his sleeve and neck, "tattoos did not help."
The silence between them was only broken by Sadako-san saying a quick goodbye before hobbling out of the room.
"Do they not bother you?" He asked curiously.
"As you saw my class is not as formal as Tachibana-sensei's. If you can survive being eye candy for the hormonal teens in the class-"
"We heard that!" Ami exclaimed, as she and her two friends, Rika and Haru walked up to her desk. Kagome rolled her eyes as the teens gave Sesshomaru a shy smile, "See you next time Sesshomaru-sama."
He didn't respond but nodded at the girls as they departed.
"If you can survive that then I have no problem." His face remained stoic so she hurriedly added, "But you can put in a request for another class if being here is not to your liking."
"It will suffice, good evening Higurashi."
As he left the men that lined the walls followed after him, one of them taking his bag of cookies.
No one spoke until he entered his car, his head of security joining him in the back.
"Should we punish the woman?" He asked.
Sesshomaru shook his head, "The move was advantageous."
"But sir, she insulted you by-"
"We will deal with her at another time, for now I will continue my training so not to cause an uproar. Once I am done you can kill the bitch."
"Yes Sesshomaru-sama."
Hope you guys don't mind the other members of the class playing roles in the story, i got a seating chart made and everything. The setup of the room is simple, there are four work stations, each station has room for four people, one on each side, and because this is a bit of a high scale cooking class, each person has a stove and oven of their own, including a mini fridge to store things in. The ingredients are all provided for them because of their tuition. If you hadn't guessed by now the class is entirely female of different ages plus Sesshomaru.
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