Chapter 12
I never thought that I would actually be forced to be in a place like this. No one had been bothered to try and I hadn't been one to complain about it. Yet here I was, sitting in a chair across the desk from a younger looking man with his hands together on it. The principal of my high school decided that I would be forced to see a guidance counsellor three days a week. He said that it would help to push my character in the right direction. What a load of shit that was.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Kuae Abukara," the man greeted with a small smile; sounding pleasant, "My name is Hiten and I'll be here to help you."
I inwardly scoffed before rolling my eyes. There was nothing wrong with the choice I had made and I didn't regret a moment of it. I didn't need some stranger sticking his nose into my life and trying to 'fix' me.
"It says here that you live with you aunt and uncle," the man stated, pointing at a piece of paper on his desk, "Why did you stop living with your father?"
"Does that really matter?" I asked, my brows furrowing.
My father was a self centered ass that pawned me off when it was convenient for him. What else was there for me to say about him besides that? To even think something different didn't seem possible.
"I just want to get a better understanding of you," he continued, his pleasant tone not faltering.
"Well you can stop trying," I told him, nearly glaring in his direction, "My father has nothing to do with who I am. As for any questions you have, keep them to yourself."
I hated this feeling; a stranger's need to pry into things that were none of their business. I lived my life the way that I chose and life itself would punish me for it. I didn't need others to do it in its place.
"You get paid whether you get answers from me or not, right?" I muttered, "I don't need help."
He chuckled before shaking his head slowly, causing me to raise a brow to his actions.
He scribbled something down on a piece of paper before leaning back in his chair.
"I guess you already know why you've been sent here upon your return, don't you?" he questioned, raising his own brow.
Turning my gaze to the side, I didn't answer him. It would be hard to not know why I had been sent here. The principal was probably worried that I would go after another teacher within the school. How would a person fix that other than sending me to see the school's teenager psychologist?
"Do you think that kissing a teacher was the right thing to do?" the man asked, a small smirk forming on his lips, "Or was falling in love with him what you did wrong?"
My green orbs widened with his words. How would he even know that I had fallen in love with Sesshoumaru? As far as the school went they only knew that we had kissed in that classroom…
"I see that I hit a nerve," he mused, sounding pleased with himself.
"Again, how does any of that matter?
Getting to my feet, I grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder. None of it was his business.
"See you in a couple days Abukara."
"Bite me," I hissed before shutting the door behind me.
My fists tightened in frustration as I walked to leave the school. As if spending my first day back at school being gawked at by everyone hadn't been bad enough. Why could no one mind their own god damn business?
'Is it so bad to ask for a tiny bit of peace from everyone else?' I thought, my brows pushing together.
"Hey Ku!" Sana's voice called, grabbing my attention.
Looking around me, I could see her coming from down the hallway. Just upon seeing her, my heart felt a little more at ease. If there was something Sana was good at, it was calming me.
"How did it go?" she asked curiously.
To her question I just shook my head and continued to walk the way I had been going.
"That bad huh..."
"He's such an ass," I hissed, "I don't understand how he can sit there and butt into other peoples' lives."
"Well… that's kind of what he gets paid to do," Sana half laughed, following after me.
"He knew though Sana," I told her, looking back in her direction, "He knew about the whole thing. Someone else must know…"
The way the counsellor had looked at me I could tell. He had purposely let me know that he had known about Sesshoumaru. That in itself bothered me; that he had already known that much.
"What do you mean he knew? That you and Mr. Taisho kissed?" she questioned, cocking a brow.
"No, he knows about our situation… He knows that we're together…" I explained, lowering my tone.
"Why would he blatantly tell you something like that?"
"I don't really know but the whole thing pisses me off."
Sana knew better than anyone that I hated sharing personal details about myself with people I barely knew. When the teachers would ask the students that they had done for the summer I wouldn't have anything to say. It wasn't necessary for them to know.
"You'll make it through this Ku," she assured me, placing a hand on my shoulder, "I promise. You know better than anyone how to deal with an asshole."
Messing up my hair, Sana pulled me along and I followed after her without complaint.
"Come on. Let's go get some ice cream."
"Alright," I agreed, nodding my head.
Going along with whatever happened around me was all I could do at this point. I didn't have the choice of arguing, at least not until I got things settled down again.
He sighed, throwing his suit jacket onto the desk chair in the living room. It had been a long day of interviews and worrying how Kuae had managed at being back in school. He had gone to various high schools and even a few universities. Word had spread about what had happened and many of the schools had questions. Many even scrutinized.
Running his hand thought his long silver locks, he made his way to the kitchen. He grabbed a glass and filled it with water before leaning on the counter. He knew that there would be consequences for what he had done. Very few people would condone a teacher chasing after a teenaged student. In the past even he would have thought poorly of a person that would chase after a teenager. There was a difference between him and some tail chasing pervert. He knew that chasing for pleasure and genuinely wanting that teenager were two very different things. He merely wished that others could understand that as well.
The front door opened and he heard her soft sigh before she kicked off her shoes. Hearing her come home brought a small smile to his face. She was exactly what he wished for in this moment. He turned toward the hallway and watched as she wandered into the kitchen. Crossing his arms he assessed her expression. She looked tired and worn as she smiled sadly at him.
He watched as she tossed her bag to the side and walked toward him. She pulled his arms apart and rested her head against his chest, wrapping her warms around him in the process. Her actions caused him to smile inwardly and pull her tightly against him.
"Can you just teach me from home?" she whined, her fingers grasping to the back of his shirt.
His grip loosened and he looked down at her; grabbing her chin to make her look at him. A dark smirk formed on his lips.
"Oh, the things I will teach you," he said lowly.
Sliding his hand to the back of her head, he held her tightly as he bent down and claimed her lips. His arm around her waist pulled her against him. She gasped to his actions before she was making small noises from her throat. The sounds she could make grabbed at his being – called to him.
Taking a handful of her hair, he pulled her head back and started to kiss lower. Her skin tasted so sweet to his tongue; causing him to start nipping. The hand on her waist lowered, grabbing her butt. He heard her squeal lowly.
"S-Sesshoumaru," she stammered, her hand reaching toward his.
He smirked against her skin, pulling her hips to be against his. He was hard pressing against her; wanting her. She started squirming against him, making his need worse.
He turned them so that her back was pressed to the counter and he pinned her there with his hips. His lips started to kiss lower, nipping as they went down. Brining his now freed hand to her shirt he started undoing her buttons. As he shirt fell open, his lips were blocked by her hands.
"Why are you blocking Kuae?" he asked her; his voice strained.
Standing to his full height, he looked down at her embarrassed face. She wouldn't look at him and her eyes were to the side.
"It's embarrassing," she said lowly, trying all the more to cover herself, "We're in the middle of the kitchen…"
"When and where are of no consequence," he stated, lifting her to be sitting on the counter, "We are the only ones here."
Grabbing her wrists he gently pulled them away from her before sliding the shirt off her shoulders.
"B-but…"
"I see nothing wrong with wanting to take you within our home," he said impatiently, his hands sliding over the smooth skin of her waist.
He wanted her and by her embarrassment he knew that she wanted him as well.
"I want to touch you," she breathed, her brows pushing together.
He let out a small chuckle before pulling at his tie and dropping it to the floor. His fingers then undid the button of his own shirt and let it hang loosely on his shoulders.
He felt her fingers against the base of his jaw as she leaned down to kiss him. Her lips were soft and sweet, much like the rest of her. She kissed him slowly, her tongue touching against his. He knew she needed to learn to explore. If he didn't allow what she needed then she may become frightened of him when he wanted her like this. She would fight against him.
Her hands slid down the back of his shoulders and she pulled him toward her. Sliding his hands up her back, he began kissing her stomach and abdomen. His tongue pressed into her navel and her fingertips dug into his skin. He continued lower, bringing a hand down to move her skirt upward. He kissed her thighs lightly and brushed the tips on his fingers against them.
Her breath was ragged with gasps and small moans; calling to him further. Bringing his hand forward he slid a finger around her undies, pressing it into her warmth. He heard her moan loudly and she arched over him, her head on top of his. She was wet inside, her muscles trying to tighten around his finger.
"Do you want me Kuae?" he asked; his tone husky.
He retracted his finger before sliding in a second, hearing her gasp and cling to him. His fingers started to move within her as he brought his lips to her clitoris. Pressing his tongue against it, he slowly moved over the bundle of nerves. She cried out with his new touch and her legs shuddered around him.
He continued his actions, his pace quickening and her hands entangling into his silver locks. She had straightened her back and was leaning backward. Her body was shaking and he knew that she was on the edge.
"Please," she begged, "Sesshoumaru."
Pulling back, he withdrew his fingers from her before reaching up to her and lifting her down. He faced her toward the counter and lifted her so her hips were level with his. He undid the buttons of his pants and pulled her underwear from her. Spreading her legs he placed himself at her entrance. He thrust forward, feeling her tight, wet muscles stretch around him. She moaned loudly as he filled her and she arched into him.
Bringing his hands to her hips he began moving within her. She was something in describable. Having her to himself like this… it was all he wished for. She was all he needed.
"Kuae," he panted, thrusting forward fully.
He could feel his release coming and he wanted to meet her, wanted to hear her moan with pleasure. His grip on her hips tightened and his thrusts became deeper.
"Ah!" she cried out, her muscles tightening around him.
"Call for me Kuae."
There it was. She began convulsing around him and he panted he came forward and released into her.
He felt the tension in his body come down and he rested his head in the crook of her neck. She smelt divine; her scent of flowers mixing together with his own scent.
"Oh Kuae," he murmured, nuzzling her.
She leaned her head to the side to be against his before setting it back down onto the counter.
"Can we go to the bed?" she asked tiredly.
Withdrawing from her, he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He placed her on the bed before crawling in behind her.
This girl was his and his alone. The fact that she was lying beside him in his bed was proof enough of that.
Opening my eyes, they looked toward the clock across the room. It was late in the afternoon and Sesshoumaru was sound asleep in the bed beside me. I gave him a gentle smile before slipping out from the covers. I was in need of a shower even before I had come home from school. Casting a glace backward, I quietly left the room.
'I wonder if something was bothering him. He looked like he had something on his mind when I got home…'
I blushed a deep shade of red at the thought. He had been so commanding and wanting… I never knew that sex could feel that way.
After school I had gone out with Sana and she told me about what was happening between her and Shin. She had been so worried about scaring the fool away that it was amusing. They wanted to get to the next step but she didn't know how. As we made conversation we had also spent some time walking around town.
I sighed as I rinsed the shampoo out of my hair. The thing that bothered me the most though had been that guidance counsellor at school. How had he known that Sesshoumaru and I had fallen in love? Who would even be able to tell him something like that? My brows narrowed at the memory. I knew that I would end up hating the man. None of my lifestyle had anything to do with that bastard. He got paid whether I was there or not.
Shaking my head, I looked down at my hands through the steam. Why was my life some sick, amusing novel to people?
'Why do things turn out this way?' I wondered, my eyes closing.
Sometimes I found myself wondering about the turning point in my life. I knew that I had started rotting away when my mother had died. I had fallen into a spiraling despair and how could I not? My mother had been the most important person in my life then. When she was suddenly gone… I had nothing.
Opening my eyes I pushed the thought away. I never wanted to go back to that place again. Even if I was just a step higher, it was better than resting on the bottom. Anything was better than being at the bottom…
'I can't let things push me lower,' I thought as I turned off the water, 'I can't let that bastard get to me. It's exactly what he wants.'
As I climbed out of the shower I could hear cupboards in the kitchen closing. The thought of Sesshoumaru cooking brought a small smile to my face. Would every day be like this when I came home?
I took his absence from the bedroom as my chance to get some clothes. The last thing I felt like wearing was my school uniform.
'As handy as it is…' I thought blushing.
Wearing my uniform again would be like asking for trouble. As I dug through a drawer to find some pants, I felt the towel surrounding me get pulled from my skin. I turned with surprise and covered myself quickly.
"What are you doing?" I gasped, staring up into golden orbs.
Sesshoumaru dropped the towel to the floor before taking a hold of my chin.
"I just wished to see what's mine," he mused, kissing me briefly, "What would you like for dinner?"
I scowled at his teasing, still trying to cover myself from his intense gaze. Even is he had seen everything, it was still embarrassing.
"Pork," I murmured, turning my eyes away from his.
How was it fair to have such a gaze? He made me feel like a deer in the headlights.
"Sounds good," he agreed, placing a kiss on my forehead before going back out into the hall.
With a small blush I turned back to my task of finding some clothes to wear. The feeling that was welling in my chest brought a grin to my face. I could definitely get used to this feeling.
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