Nothing against Christians! I am a Christian (not Catholic)! I am writing this in an alternate universe than mine, where Sesshy is in my "spot" (with some changes such as events and people...duh), and where God doesn't exist, though I believe in reality that He does exist. Just to clarify that...
Sesshoumaru's Journal: Appearance of the Miko
I arrive at school with plenty of time to spare, for the bus was earlier than usual. However, I have to walk all the way to the other side of the campus and up a flight of stairs before class starts.
Religion... No, worse. Catholic Christianity class. The book is a bunch of nonsense. As a demon, I know that it is all fake.
As I walk down-campus on the road, ironically named by last year's seniors "The Road Where You Live", I feel a strange presence. It almost seems...holy. But what would it be doing here?
I am dragged out of my musings quite quickly as I see a boy with his black hair pulled back into a ridiculous rattail running to class. I watch a teacher stop him and quietly say a few words to him. With my exceptional hearing, I am able to hear the teacher say "You may not have your hair in a ponytail, Mr. Houshi."
The boy replied, "But, Mr. Wood..." before being given a look that said 'be-quiet'. The boy bowed his head slightly, and pulls out a pair of scissors from his bag. Before Mr. Wood could stop him, he had successfully cut off the rattail. With the teacher watching him speechlessly, he walks off to the same building I was headed to. I follow him.
The clock on the wall in the classroom reads 8:04 as I enter the room. A chill from nowhere works its way up my spine, but I hide that fact from the other students as I take a seat near the back of the class. The Houshi character gives me a strange look before returning his attention elsewhere.
The teacher is in her early forties, though her smile is even more disturbing than the teddy-bear's, who by the way plopped a seat next to me.
As the clock turned to 8:08, she closes the door, announcing that it was time for class. I feel as though telling her that there were two minutes before class was to begin. Only half of the seats are occupied. As the stragglers open the door to come in, she begins to yell at them for being late, and lists off all of the reasons why being prompt is important.
"Class, my name is Mrs. Mihalec," she announces when all of the students are situated, "And I will be the one to teach you religion this year. Before we begin, are there any quest..."
A loud ensemble of music cut her off. After about a second, I recognize it as "Stairway to Heaven". The smiley teacher becomes the frowning teacher as she pinpoints the student, a gangly girl. Personally, I didn't think that the teacher could keep such a smiley facade for long.
"You--" the teacher accuses"--are going to Hell because you listen to that song!" ((See note at bottom))
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Mihawlic..."
"It's Mi-Hay-lick!" the teacher pronounces, obviously enraged about the disturbance and the mispronunciation.
The student repeats what she had said, this time with the proper pronunciation. I almost feel bad for the poor girl. Almost.
"Anyway, so that I know what you know about Catholic Christianity, here is a crossword puzzle full of things that you should already know if you want to understand the class. Answers will be given tomorrow."
'Crossword puzzle? She has got to be kidding me!' I think as she, sure enough, hands out the papers.
I look down at the first question, and then almost explode in anger. It reads: "Who is the tomato in the children's show, Veggie Tales?" ((See note at bottom))
"Mrs. Mihalec," I ask, my voice drowning out the silence that had entered into the room, "What is the importance of Veggie Tales to this class?"
"Mr. Taiyoukai, do not speak without raising your hand, first. And, because we will be watching Veggie Tales from time0to0time, I think that it is important to make sure we all know the names of the characters. Are you having trouble answering the question?"
"I have only seen five seconds of an episode of Veggie Tales, for after that, my little brother, who was the one who got it, had it out of the DVD player, and gave it to me to destroy. I had it completely destroyed within a minute."
"Well, Mr. Taiyoukai, you cannot destroy my copy. And, for the question, the answer is Bob."
I give her a look of indifference before I continue on answering the questions to the test. Fortunately, the rest of the questions are of some importance.
Class let out a minute late, and I headed over to the other building for Spanish, as is how my rotating schedule worked out.
August 22, 2005
Today must have been the most boring day that I have ever had to deal with. My teachers proved more of their incompetence by acting as though they were the rulers of me. Luckily, my stack of homework is not too great, so I may have some more time to get to train that worthless brother of mine. Just because he has only half power doesn't mean that he is weak. Father is even planning on giving him a large section of the lands in his will.
My history teacher will pay. She has spent the last two days of class telling us that she has no idea what she is doing, and how she wants to get so much work done, but has not made any move towards the goal. Today, she entertained us with a story about why she didn't get any sleep last night, before degrading herself for not staying on topic. Oh, well. It could be worse. She could be teaching from Veggie Tales, like my religion teacher.
As I arrive to the mansion, I notice something is a bit off. Something foul is in the air. Before I enter, I remove all of the spells on my appearance. 'Where have I smelled such a retched scent as that before?' I ask as I open the large double doors into the house.
I look into the entryway, and then I realize what the scent was. Kikyo, my brother's friend. 'I thought she was not allowed back into the house after trying to kill him,' I think as I begin a conversation with the wench.
"What are you doing here, Kikyo? You were banished because of that attempted murder, were you not?"
"That was all the past, dear Sesshoumaru. You see, your step-mother thought your brother was so lonesome, and I came here to play with him," the sixth-grade miko-in-training stated.
"You will leave me and my family alone, or I will forcibly remove you from this house, do you understand this?"
"You're no fun, but you already know that. If I am going to be treated like some sort of criminal every time I walk into this house, then I will leave. But, this is not the last you will hear of me."
"Leave now, or you may not make it out of this house alive, woman."
"So now you are admitting that I am a woman?" she asks before I point to the door again. "Fine, creep."
A minute after the wench left the room, I walk up to Inuyasha's room, to make sure that he had no traumatic experiences with the girl. I would rather not have to beat some sense into the half-breed.
I open the door to his room.
"Sesshoumaru?" he asks, "Did she leave yet?"
"Yes. What did she want?"
"Feh. Nothing in particular," he answers gruffly. It takes me a minute to remember that he is only a sixth grader, and not a teenager, from the way he acted.
"I do not think that she would go against the wishes of Father in order to get nothing."
"Feh. Nothing gets past you. She wanted to ask me to the dance at her school. Said something about how 'everyone would be there' and how I could be her date. I turned her down because of past experiences, but she wouldn't leave because Mother wanted her to socialize with me. So, I came in here, and refused to leave. She could have come in, but I think she thought that the door was locked. She had just stopped bugging me when you showed up."
"As much as your love life interests me, little brother, I would much rather see how you are coming along in your sword skills. Shall we head to the dojo?"
"You first, Your Highness," he says expressively with a bow. I cast a look of indifference on him before exiting the room, my brother at my heels.
"Sayshowmayrue Thaiyookaye? Are you here?" the substitute teacher asks, massacring my name in the process.
"I am Sesshoumaru Taiyoukai, and yes, I am here, ma'am," I reply as politely as I can.
"Your from that family?" she asks, suddenly interested, and obviously submissive, "Funny, you don't look like a Taiyoukai. I heard they all have a genetic deformity that gives them long silver hair and piercing golden eyes!" I notice the look in her eyes. She knows the truth, and is just playing it off as fake.
"Rumors can be misleading."
"Yeah, I guess so. I mean, the person I heard that from said that the Taiyoukai clan owns all of the East Coast! Talk about the rumors about your family! Have you heard any of them?"
"Well, my family does own quite a bit of land on the East Coast, and so I can see where they get that from. Also, my ancestors had silver hair and golden eyes, so I can understand that rumor, a little bit."
"By you, by chance have a brother named Inuyasha? I've heard rumors about him."
"Unfortunately, but enough about my family. I am here to learn, not to discuss trivial matters."
She bows slightly, saying, "Yes, milo...I mean, My gosh! Look at the time. Where was I? Oh yeah. Kagura...oh however you say your name. Are you here? Yes? Good. Now that that's over, because your teacher is out..."
No one in the class noticed that the woman was about to say "milord". Well, almost everyone. That Shuck fellow keeps looking at me, and Kagura has given me more stares than usual.
The substitute allowed me to do as I pleased, so instead of listening to her incessant babblings about physics, I decided to use the free time to write in my journal.
August 23, 2005
Though it is a relief that SOMEONE in this world knows something about my family. I would have liked to have had a normal teacher who knew, but at least now the class knows that I am from a prominent family.
That Shuck boy is staring at me again. He has been doing so quite a bit lately. I wish that he would have a new object of interest, but I guess that I have to get used to the limelight if I want to take over the lands of my Father and expand them. The land of this hemisphere will one day belong to me.
But, what will I do with it when I get it?
No matter. I must prove that I am greater than my Father, and gain more land than he could ever dream of. I want an empire, and not just a little kingdom. I want--not, I need--to earn the title of "Lord Sesshoumaru". Hmm.. That has a nice ring to it. Maybe I could get the "teddy bear" to call me that... then again, probably not. He has too much spunk for that, I have realized.
Inuyasha's spar with me yesterday went better than I thought it would. I have a huge gash on my leg, hidden well with bandages and my pants. Not though it really matters. I can handle pain much better than these pathetic humans.
That Shuck boy is trying to read this again. He keeps looking over my shoulder, and casually glancing at it. He must be an idiot if he thinks that he can read it now. How could now be any different than the last fifty times he has glanced at it?
The teacher is giving me a look that says "at least look like you are paying attention." I guess I ought to follow her advice, and put this away for the time-being.
END CHAPTER
That one took me a while!
Darn. I'm using teachers from last year, and my teachers from this year are much funnier. I guess I'll have to put last years teacher's into this year's character….
NOTE: Mrs. Mihalec actually said that someone I know is going to Hell because of the song "Stairway to Heaven". Granted, the person she said that to knows she's going to Hell anyway (don't ask), but still... However, she never asked about Veggie Tales (though we did watch some), and crossword puzzles were the norm. Really, how do word searches and crosswod puzzles help you understand anything? More fun stuff about my teachers will be identified in later chapters. It will (mostly) be exaggerated. Now, when mentioning Mr. Fay... (not appeared yet...my teacher this year), then it will ALL be true events...
R&R!