"Good morning, Kagome! Your tits look awesome today," Satoru chimes, lifting one hand in greeting. His other hand cradles the other cup of coffee he picked up on his way to work. He may or may not have gotten Kagome's favorite latte out of Tsumiki.
"What?" Kagome's brows furrow. She blinks at him. Her long dark hair curls at the end. One strand teases the skin he so desperately wants to run his tongue between. That green dress has him green with envy. He'd love to be on her so snug that she wouldn't be able to tell where their bodies end. "I'm sorry. What did you say?"
Shit.
He didn't mean to say that out loud.
"Your armpits! Spectacular. Never seen such fine looking armpits in my life." He forces out a laugh.
Kagome lifts her arm. "Uh.. thanks? I tried waxing instead of shaving."
"What else is shaved?"
"Huh?"
"What else needs saving?"
"I'm not sure. Yaga is letting me ease into the role while they figure out where they want me and I went ahead and gave the school a month's notice so they can find a replacement." She looks past him. "How are you doing, Shoko?"
"Me? Oh, I'm doing great on this amazing, entertaining Saturday."
Satoru rolls his eyes, thankful for the indestructible blindfold Kagome gave him. She practically proposed to him. "I got this for you," he says, taking a step forward, blocking Kagome's view of Shoko.
Kagome smiles, and his heart punches him in the throat.
He knew it. This blindfold was an indirect way of confessing her feelings for him. Her fingertips brush against his and the electric current sends shockwaves throughout his body from his head to his toes. The touch is brief.
Too brief.
And he can't think of any reason for her to keep touching him.
"Where's my coffee?" Shoko asks.
Satoru looks over his shoulder. "I only have two hands, Shoko."
Seriously, since when does Shoko want him to bring her coffee? The woman survives off of cigs and the pot of coffee she keeps in her office.
"That's crazy. It's like there is this neat invention that allows you to carry multiple drinks." Shoko sighs. "Kagome, if you aren't doing much, I wouldn't mind help in the lab."
"Of course," Kagome says, moving around him. She smells like vanilla. He inhales. His lungs expand and he can't get enough of her scent.
"Wait!" His outbursts startles him, but he carries on. "You can't help in the lab dressed like that."
"What's wrong with my outfit?" Kagome clutches the drink to her chest. The v-cut is far too generous. Helping in the lab means helping wounded sorcerers who will look up at her breasts and... Satoru grits his teeth, willing the imagery away.
"Your dress is far too nice to be getting blood on it. And the lab is cold. So cold. As a fellow teacher, you should join me today. I've got lots to show you."
Shoko snorts.
What a traitor.
Kagome presses her lips together. "There should be lab coats."
"Please go with this man before he combusts."
Kagome's eyes widen. "Combust? Satoru, why didn't you say it was that bad? Come on, we can go to my office. I think Yaga said it was close to yours."
Satoru's throat is dry. Her office? "Not enough privacy," he says weakly. Is he developing an addiction? "I can make it until tonight. Where did you want to get dinner?"
He swallows. He has a mission tonight, but he could do it afterward. Satoru would do it before, but he can't afford to be late to their date.
Shoko coughs out a laugh. She wipes at her eyes. "I think those massages affect Satoru differently. I'm still doing great."
"I'm glad you are doing okay," Kagome says. "I'm not sure why they aren't as effective on Satoru. But I can't do dinner tonight. We can do it before."
Do it before?
He shakes his head. "Another date?" She said she had no more dates this week. What is this betrayal? After everything they've shared? And she's going to go on a date with a normie? "I thought we had plans."
Kagome raises the coffee to her soft pink lips.
Damn. He can't stay mad at her.
"I'm going out with the girls after." Kagome wets her lips. Her eyes seem to sparkle when she looks at the coffee in her hand. Based on her reaction, Tsumiki told him the truth. "Shoko, did you want to come out with me?"
WHAT?
She's inviting Shoko and not him?
"Really? Why, Kagome, I would love to. No one invites me out to have fun." Shoko smiles, but it's all wrong.
Shoko is fucking with him.
"If you're going to be drinking, then you'll need a chaperone or a driver."
"Chaperone? We aren't teenagers."
Satoru ignores that comment. Clearly, Shoko has gone to the dark side. So much for friends sticking together. She gets one energy massage, and she changes up on him in the blink of an eye.
"I appreciate it, but you'd probably scare the guys away," Kagome quips.
His mind screeches to a halt. Scare the guys away? So, she's planning on meeting someone?
"Oh, are you going to take someone home?" Shoko asks conversationally, but her eyes slide over to him, and he can see the joy radiating off her in waves.
Yeah, yeah, laugh it up.
Kagome shrugs. "Maybe. The girls are always getting on my case. But you'll like them. Eri and Yuka are a bit outspoken, but Ayumi is like the mother of the group."
Satoru gnashes his teeth. She plans to give him an energy massage, get him riled up, and then send him on his way so she can go out and dance on some other guy? And she plans to take one home? Does she not see him standing right here, ready, and more than willing?
"My mission!" He yells, startling Shoko and Kagome. "Uh...it's a doozy. I might need help. You know it's a special grade one and there aren't any other special grade sorcerers nearby."
Shoko rolls her eyes.
Kagome's brows furrow together as her lips press together. "I guess I could help you before and then go."
"He doesn't need any help."
"Yes, I do. Everyone needs help."
"Since when do you need help?"
"It's okay, Shoko. The massages may have loosened something in him. I'm not sure why they aren't as effective on him." Kagome frowns. "Or you just need more of them compared to everyone else. But I'd hate for something to go wrong because he's all twisted up." She takes another sip of her coffee and hums.
His cock twitches at the sound.
She loosened something all right. All his damn self-control.
A phone rings and Shoko's entire demeanor changes.
Shit. Did someone die?
"It's Nanami and Ino," Shoko says, sliding her phone back in her pocket. They're both injured and need help.
"I'll come too," Kagome says, already trailing behind Shoko.
Satoru clucks his tongue and slides a hand down his face. Why does she have to go? Shoko has been healing everyone just fine. Shoko doesn't need help. And it's not like they are life-threatening injuries.
A headache blooms between his brows.
There better be an oversized lab coat in there.
"Satoru, you don't have to come," Kagome says.
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. It would be a shame if something happened to my fellow sorcerers," he says with a sigh, while dragging his feet. "What are you wearing out? Some baggy pants?"
"The theme is red," she replies, but she directs her response to Shoko.
"So red baggy pants?"
"I don't own baggy pants. Probably a dress."
He swallows. A red dress. "Where are you guys going? Do you own any pants?"
"You sure ask a lot of unrelated questions for someone so worried about his coworkers," Shoko interjects, right as they reach her wing of Jujutsu High.
"I was trying to ease my mind, Shoko. No one likes to think about their comrades being injured."
Shoko snorts as she hands Kagome a lab coat that is nowhere near as big as it should be.
"You two sure took a hit, huh?" Shoko gestures to Kagome. "This is Higurashi Kagome. Kagome, this is Ino Takuma and this Nanami Kento."
"Ohhh, you're the new teacher," Ino gushes, fucking gushes, while holding his stomach. "Thank you for the charms. Think they're the reason we made it out." He winces, but looks at Kagome as though she hangs the stars in the sky.
Disgusting.
Nanami dips his head. "Thank you, Higurashi-san." He closes his eyes and lets out a shuddering breath.
Honestly, both of them were on the mission together. Why are they hurt? Satoru rolls his eyes. He expected better from Nanami.
Kagome wriggles her nose. "Just Kagome is fine." She sets her coffee down and moves over to Ino.
"Uh, Shoko can heal them," Satoru says, gripping his own drink tighter. Kagome hasn't even officially started yet. Why is Shoko making her do all the work?
"I'm fine with supervising," Shoko quips, crossing her arms as she watches Kagome. "Are you going to do an energy massage, too?"
"I can," Kagome says. Her hand rests on Ino's abdomen, as a pink glow emits from her hand. Satoru narrows his eyes behind his blindfold. Does she have to touch him? Can't she make a healing charm or something, so she doesn't have to place her hands on Ino?
Is that too much to ask for?
Ino wiggles his fingers and then rotates his arm. He pats his stomach and smiles.
"Better?"
"Oh yeah, I feel like I could take that curse on all over again, no problem." Ino shifts his weight to the side and then back again as though he has so much energy pent up, he doesn't know what to do with himself. "Thanks! I don't know what that was, but..."
"An energy massage is what she calls them," Shoko answers.
Kagome moves over to Nanami, who admittedly is in worse shape than Ino was.
Still, Shoko could lift a finger to heal him instead of having Kagome do all the work. This is Shoko's job, after all. He recommended for Kagome to be a teacher like him, not a healer.
Nanami peels off his jacket and leans back against the exam table. Satoru scowls. Ino didn't need to take his clothes off. Why is Nanami?
"She can heal ya through your clothes," he says, with a bit of a bite to his words, but either Nanami is used to his snark or he doesn't care, because Nanami focuses solely on Kagome.
"Let me know if it hurts," Kagome murmurs, placing her hand on Nanami's chest. She closes her eyes.
Satoru grips the cup tighter. The liquid spills from the cracks, but he doesn't feel it. Can't feel anything other than this raging headache that keeps pounding on his temple.
Nanami's face flushes pink. His breaths are haggard. "Kagome-san—"
"Just Kagome," she says, but it sounds breathless and someone should put a stop to this.
Why isn't Shoko stepping in? This is indecent.
Satoru tosses his drink in the trash, ignoring Shoko's look of annoyance at the now mess on the floor. "I think it's too much for him, Kagome." He stands behind her and looks over her shoulder at Nanami, who turns his head away.
Oh, hell no.
Satoru lifts his blindfold. Is he seeing this shit right? Is Nanami getting off on this?
"Thank you... Kagome," Nanami breathes out. He grabs his shirt and bunches it up and places it over his lap. The blonde sorcerer refuses to look Satoru in the eye, or Kagome, for that matter. There's a light sheen on his forehead as though he just ran 100 laps up and down the school steps.
"No problem, but what are you doing?"
Nanami opens his mouth, but his words come out choked. "I'm... fine."
"You don't look fine."
"He always looks like that." Satoru taps Kagome's shoulder. "C'mon on, let's leave Nanami alone. He said he's fine, and he's a man of his word." Besides, Nanami looks like he wants to be anywhere but in the lab with all of them.
"I dunno know... Nanami, are you sure you are okay?" Ino asks.
Unfortunately, it is frowned upon to knock one's coworker out, so Satoru lets out a huff of frustration instead.
"I'm fine," Nanami stresses. He swallows, and every action appears to take more and more of Nanami's control. He sucks in a breath and looks up at the ceiling.
Satoru grits his teeth. Is he really the only one seeing this shit right now?
"Did the massage hurt you?" Kagome asks, reaching out a hand, but Nanami sidesteps her and rushes out of the room. His foot slides forward and Nanami topples back. The scene would be funny on any other day, but as Nanami struggles to get up, coffee stained on the back of his pants, Satoru can't conjure up a morsel of humor about this situation.
There is nothing funny about this. No, this is bullshit.
"Ummm Nanami?" Ino calls out, but the blonde sorcerer stands up and rushes out of the room as though the fall never happened.
"... Did I offend him?"
"He's fine," Satoru says. Nah, he knows that walk and he knows how close Nanami was to blowing in front of them. "Come on, Kagome, I need more coffee since mine spilled."
"Stop hogging her," Shoko says. "And you need to clean up your mess so no one else walks in it and trips."
"Hogging? Kagome is a teacher here. We have curriculums to go over and compare." He grabs Kagome's coffee and not so subtly urges her to leave the lab before Shoko convinces her she should stay all day.
"That's true. There's a lot I still need to know about this school before coming up with a plan." She shrugs off the lab coat and hangs it up. "Shoko, if anything comes up, call me. And I'll text you the details." Kagome grabs some napkins on the counter, but he takes it from her before she can bend down.
Fine, he'll get up his own mess. Even though Shoko needs to mop the floor, anyway.
"I can't wait until tonight," Shoko says. "Here's to finding hot men tonight." She smiles.
Shoko is messing with him.
"I can't believe you'd do Ijichi like that." Satoru throws the napkins away.
"I'm not in a relationship with him."
"How cruel you are," Satoru sighs and pretends to wipe a tear.
"Are you dating Ijichi?" Kagome asks.
"Not at all. Satoru has delusions sometimes. He images things that aren't there and comes up with his own reality."
His mouth drops. Oh, she did not.
"Is it because of your eyes?" Kagome turns to him. "The blindfold should help with that, since your eyes are so sensitive."
"... Shoko? What is going on?" Ino asks.
"A train wreck. Entertainment."
"I think I need to lie down," Satoru says, pressing a hand to his forehead. "Luckily, there's a couch in my office. We should go there right now."
Kagome nods. He reaches for her hand, enjoying the warmth of her skin. She's so soft. He doesn't look back as he kicks the door close with the back of his heel.
"How long have you been like this?" she asks after a moment as they walk to his office.
"I was born with the six eyes, but I didn't start wearing blacked-out glasses and the bandages until high school."
"And it wears down your brain?"
"I repair it with my reverse curse technique, but it's not nearly as effective as your massages." He doesn't remember a time when he didn't know the feel of her energy shimmering underneath his skin.
"What about Nanami? Does he—"
"No."
"But he reacted pretty poorly to the massage. He ran out like you did."
"I didn't run away. I just remembered that I had something to take care of." He lets go of her hand and opens the door. Placing the coffee on the desk, he goes straight for the couch and stretches out. His legs hang over the sides, but it's fine. Kagome peers down at him, and his tongue is as dry as sandpaper.
"Do I need to take your mission? You aren't doing too hot."
"You think I'm hot?"
Kagome frowns. "I'm sure you get compliments all the time. I meant you being sick. There's clearly something going on with you."
"I don't get praised enough. That's my curse. If I don't hear it from your lips, I might die."
"That makes no sense." Kagome turns away from him, muttering under her breath.
Satoru slaps his forehead. Oh, come on! That was so smooth. How could she miss that?
"I'm taking your mission tonight. Ijichi has the details, right?"
Her footsteps grow faint. Satoru sits up. Why is she leaving?
"Wait! Where are you going?"
"To talk to Yaga, if he's here," Kagome replies. "You need a break. Especially with how dangerous the missions are. You can't go out on the field if you're tired. That's just an accident waiting to happen, and you guys don't seem to get any days off is not good on the body."
"I'm fine," he stresses. "But... if I got hurt, you'd nurse me back to health?"
"Satoru, I'd nurse anyone back to health." She shakes her head. "Just get some rest. We can go over the curriculum later."
"Wait!" He hops off the couch. "You know, brunch would help. There's a spot nearby."
"You should go get food then if you're hungry?"
"I mean, we should go. Together. In case I pass out." What the hell is he saying? Pass out?
Kagome presses a hand to his chest and pushes him backward. He bites his lip. Does the thought of helping him turn her on?
"You coming on to me?"
"Sit," she commands. "What's the name of the spot? I can grab you something to eat. If you pass out, there is no way I'll be able to carry you back. You're way too big."
He leans forward. "I could fit," he murmurs.
Kagome sighs. "I know you can fit, but there's no way I'd be able to get you in on my own."
"I'm a team player."
"If you're passed out?"
Satoru leans back and smacks the back of his head against the wall.
"Satoru!" Kagome grabs his face. "You should just go home."
He pouts. His shoulders slump forward. Her palms are really warm. They feel so nice. "Mhmm, could you help me home, then?"
Kagome opens her mouth right as the door slams open. The pictures on the wall shake. Panda and Maki burst into the room.
"No class today," Satoru says.
"We aren't here for you," Maki says. "Stop hogging Higurashi-sensei."
"Oh, did you guys need something?" Kagome pulls away and turns to address the students, who look far too smug.
"Gojo-sensei said you're good with barriers. Do you mind showing us?"
"Of course," Kagome quips. "Satoru, just lie down. I'll come check on you later."
"But—" The door closes. Satoru huffs. He pulls out his phone and dials Ijichi, who picks up on the second ring.
"Y-yes?"
"Get the car ready. We're going wig shopping."
A/N: I live! Started taking some medicine as soon as I felt off, so it hasn't been too bad. Brain is no longer blah.
Just reiterating that the reverse harem option won for this story and I want to thank everyone for voting. This story is different from the others in that it was supposed to be a one-shot, so I've just been writing off of vibes. I know not everyone is a fan of the reverse harem, so right now A Thousand Days and Wish I Could are the only reverse/poly stories. All others are Satoru and Kagome. And when I get around to that one night stand fic, that will also be Satoru and Kagome.
Wishing you all a wonderful week. If you start to feel sick, please listen to your body and give it the rest that it needs. If you haven't heard it this week, I think you are amazing. Take care of yourself. Fill your well. And try not to engage with things that suck your energy.
Haven't answered any questions in a bit:
The Higurashis have some powers in this story, not Mama H though.
'Could Kagome set up a bigger protective barrier' - She could, that's definitely a possibility and I think some people would be very interested in her and what she can do.
"Are the effects of the massage permanent or temporary" - Temporary, but how long it lasts is determined by the individual and how many they receive also plays a factor.
"Is this pre-Hakari's suspension" - Yes. I'm sure he will have a lot to say when he meets Kagome and sees how Satoru is behaving.
We will be getting some insight into the demon realm and Shippo is 100% guaranteed to troll everyone.
"Where can you read the fox story" - I'm still debating which site, but in the meantime, I'm stock piling chapters so updates will be consistent.
Next update will be Wish I Could. Here's a sneak peek:
"Kagome," Satoru calls, "Can you come do the splits on it?"
Kagome pauses. Her body leaned to the right as she stretches. "I don't know." She sighs as she stretches to the left. "I don't wanna bewitch you any further."
"That's okay, I'd gladly go under your spell."