hope everyone liked the first chap. sorry if the chaps are so short i apologize! /bows they'll get longer in the future that much i'm assured of. until then enjoy this chap! ^^
disclaimer: InuYasha in its entirety belongs to Takahashi Rumiko; my OCs belong to me.
The admin office reminded her of a hospital room, from the pale pink walls to the beige leather folding chairs lining the walls to the various pictures of neutral-colored paintings and old photos of certain parts of Japan.
She almost grimaced at the dull atmosphere, her gray eyes moving to the receptionist at the main desk, a skittish-looking man with graying, almost green hair, and beady black eyes.
"O-oh, good morning, Sesshomaru, InuYasha!" The man declared with a bright faked smile at the two younger Taishos.
"Hey, Jaken. Is our father in? We have a new face that just transferred from Bokuseno High." InuYasha approached the desk calmly, ushering the girl forward to stand next to him.
Getsu heard the older of the two brothers snort under his breath at hearing the name of the school she'd transferred from, refraining from throwing him a dirty look over her shoulder and instead stomping her foot onto his toes from behind.
Sesshomaru almost swore out loud at her stomp, swearing he could feel his big toe throbbing like from a cartoon, his gold eyes glowering daggers into the head of tousled ebony hair infront of him.
Why that insolent little…
"Oh yes, he's in his office right now. Miss… Daiyokai? You may see him now." The man informed, his beady eyes looking at the girl who was giggling on the inside at her triumph at stumping the jerk-off older Taisho boy, perking her ears.
She flashed a kind smile and nodded. "Thanks," she replied, stepping away from the brothers' company to turn down the small hallway that led to the offices of the rest of the administrators behind the main wall of the office lobby.
"We'll wait on you in here, Getsu," the younger brother declared, seeing her glance back and smile lightly before she disappeared at the next turn, leaving them be.
His brother stalked over to sit in a chair, a groaned curse uttered between his teeth. "God that hurt!" He growled.
InuYasha sweatdropped and rolled his eyes, hooking his thumbs in the black uniform pants' pockets. "Well you kinda deserved it, bro." He mused, perking his ears.
Sesshomaru sent him a dirty look, reaching to rub his toe gingerly. "Enlighten me before I make you feel the pain I'm currently experiencing, little brother." He ground out.
He ignored the threat in his brother's words. "You did crash into her, literally, and then insulted her afterward…" He deadpanned.
He scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned back a little into the chair. "If she wasn't so insolent I might've been nicer." He quipped.
He made a face and exhaled, slipping one hand free to scritch the back of his head. "Geez you can be a real jackass sometimes, y'know?" He muttered.
His brother huffed in response.
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Well this was creepy.
The dean was a tall man with silver hair and strange blue markings on his cheekbones; his gold eyes, even though they reminded her of both the brothers she'd met on her way to visit the older man sitting before her behind his desk, were more like the older brother's gold stare… but these were kinder, reminding her more of the younger brother's gold eyes that were still innocent and childish.
But great God he was too much like Sesshomaru that it almost made her freeze where she stood once entering the office.
Of course she refrained from doing as such and only obeyed when he urged she sit in the chair facing his desk that—for the dean of a renowned academy like Shikon Academy—was neat and rather organized.
For some reason he reminded her strongly of her own father who was currently working at his prestigious job's investment company over in Ikebukuro.
"So, Miss Daiyokai, your specialty is in… Illustration?" The older Taisho's calm and low voice stirred her from her thoughts.
She blinked before nodding, smiling a little. "Yes, it's sort of a hobby of mine; I hope to be an accomplished illustrator when I complete my education." She replied.
"Daiyokai… Your father, I've met him on one occasion, of course it was long ago, but he seemed like a kind man. I hear your younger sister also attends here, Korihime?" He mused, perking her ears again.
She nodded again and put on another small smile. "Yeah, erm I mean, yes sir."
The older Taisho smiled slightly at her slip-up in formality, handing her the map for the campus plus her schedule. "Well, Miss Getsuei, we're pleased to have you here at Shikon Academy." He declared, signaling her dismissal from his office.
Getsu dipped her head once in a respectful bow before straightening from the seat and taking the papers, turning to shrug her bag onto her shoulder and head for the door. She briefly thought of asking him about his sons, particularly about the older and more jackass-looking of the two, but instead kept her mouth shut and simply exited, slipping out into the hall and closing the door behind her.
Inu Taisho surveyed the girl's transcript one final time before putting it away, gold eyes skimming over the neat row of A's in all the classes she'd taken over at Bokuseno High in Nagasaki, the fact that she was ranked in the top ten percent of her class back in freshman year… This girl was serious about her schoolwork, he had to admit that.
He glanced over at the photo of his older son at a younger age standing next to a woman that was the spitting image of his son save that her hair was whiter than his and her gold eyes were apathetic as they stared at the camera.
This Daiyokai girl was a lot like his son Sesshomaru in more ways than he imagined his son would care to admit.
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Getsu blinked when she returned to the lobby.
Sesshomaru sat in the same chair he'd taken up earlier after she'd left, gold eyes staring at a scuff on the toe of his once-polished-looking black dress shoe she'd stepped on earlier, a slight furrow of his brow visible to the point where his thin black brows threatened to knit together.
InuYasha had abandoned him on the claim that he was going to be late for his history class, leaving his brother with the choice words of 'Try to get along without killing each other'… that little bastard.
"So you were dumped." He looked up briefly at the calm voice of the girl that was currently the cause of his irritation and slight headache, meeting her light gray eyes that briefly showed him that he was the last person she was expecting to see waiting for her.
"Regrettably. He suggested that I show you around, considering both you and I are in our junior year." He replied, seeming to perk her ears.
Her brow furrowed and she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest as she walked past him. "I can find my way around here just fine without a jerk-off showin' me around; later." She mused coolly, averting her gray orbs from his slightly confused gold stare and heading to the office door.
Sesshomaru clicked his tongue and nimbly hopped to his feet, bag strap shrugged across his chest, as he followed her out before reaching to grab her wrist.
Getsu jerked to a halt, turning to scowl up at him, inwardly noting that he certainly had gained his height from his father, her gray eyes locking on his gold stare; she felt a shiver threaten to roll down her spine at noting the stubborn and serious light glinting in his rare hued orbs.
"Regardless, the fact that you're new here plus that map in your hand that's soon to be glued to your nose will make you out to be less than competent enough to walk these halls." A smirk threatened to make his lips twitch upward at seeing her prepare to fire a stinging remark before he decided against reveling in annoying her and only held her stare in his own. "I insist." He added, finalizing his reason.
She clicked her tongue and huffed, jerking her wrist out of his grip. "Fine." She set him with a steely gray scowl that made her eyes look silver for the briefest moment before folding her arms again. "Lead the way."
He nodded and exhaled, placing his hands in the pockets of his blazer and leading the way down the long corridor.
She followed until she was just short of less than a foot away from his heels, her own hands stuffed into the pockets of her blazer.
well what do you think; aren't they cute? /gets bricked by a certain fluffy inu oi that hurt~! D; *cough* but anywho, tell me what you think in a review; those always make things better!