History Class by Kai

Blossom

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A/N: oh my god! I didn’t think I was going to continue this fic. That was till Skye threw up her other challenge. So here you go, theme is blossom. Words is like 1300 and something. Here you go

Chapter two: Blossom

Sesshomaru walked up the stairs to the shrine, a small frown on his face. It now made sense why the girl’s legs were so shapely. Anyone who had to walk up and down a flight of steps like this would be in shape in no time. But just because the girl was in shape didn’t mean that he needed to be too.

It had been a month sense Sesshomaru started to tutor the teenage girl. Just like he told her, he would tutor her till the summer ended. On and off they had been visiting each other’s house. And the whole time, there hadn’t been any progress. It was driving him mad! Sure, there were rules against a teacher dating a student, but really, he didn’t care what other’s thought. Not anymore anyway.

Unfortunately he knew that their time was up. This would be the last set of hours that he could spend with the girl. After that, the forty-eight hours that he told her that she had to have would be up. It was now or never. Or as the term stated, sink or swim. And he wasn’t going to sink. Sesshomaru Taisho never sunk.

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Kagome heard the knock on the door and instantly bolted to answer it. She knew who would be standing there. With a bright smile, she opened the door quickly only to stare at the god like being before her. Her mouth opened and closed at the very site. Sesshomaru, her history teacher, was wearing a silk white button down shirt and black dress pants. His long silver hair was tied back into a high pony tail and showed off more of those tattoos that Kagome oh so wanted to run her hands all over.

“Um… I… err…” Kagome tried to form words. She really was trying hard to do that very thing.

Sesshomaru’s chuckle was deep and mocking. “Close your mouth Higurashi.” He said, tapping her chin. “You look like a fish.” Though he was trying so hard not to drool himself. Kagome stood there wearing a white tank top and shorts. He could actually see her bra though the shirt. It was enough to get his pants tight from just looking at it.

“Are you going to invite me in or gawk at me all afternoon?”

Kagome quickly shut her mouth and stepped inside so her teacher could step in. Over and over she screamed at her mind to focus on her school work. After all, Taisho-sensei was a demon in the classroom. She even remembered when he stated that if anyone flirted with him, they were guarantee an F.

Sesshomaru walked in and looked around, taking note that the house was vacant. “Where is your family?” He asked, glancing at the raven haired teen.

“Oh, they went out for the day. Something about the park. Apparently something about some tree blossoming really late.” She shrugged as she sat down. “So what are you going to be teaching me today sensei?”

Sesshomaru smirked as an idea came to mind. “Sense you had such a hard time remembering how to speak when you answered your door, we’re going to talk about words and their meanings.”

She blinked a couple times while looking at him. “Words? I thought you were a history teacher Taisho-sensei. Not an English teacher.”

A small chuckle left his lips. “You know so little about me Higurashi. Now about that lesson…”

Kagome swallowed hard. The way he looked at her was almost like how a predator looks at his prey.

Sesshomaru smirked as he walked over to the chair and sat down. “Tell me Kagome, when you hear the world blossom, what do you think? Tell me the first definition that comes to your mind.”

Kagome looked at him for a moment. ‘Did he just call me by my first name?’ she wondered to herself before thinking about his question. “When I hear the word blossom, I think of the cherry blossoms during spring. I also think how they look like pink snow as they fall from the trees and when they land they look almost like pink fluff. And when you rake them up into a pile, they practically is a large bed of pink fluff.”

A sliver eyebrow arched at her words. Maybe she was more innocent then he thought she was. Some would think of other things. Like him for example.

“Anything else?” He asked her, wondering if she would come up with anything else.

Kagome shook her head. “Besides flowers, nope. I can’t think of anything else.”

Sesshomaru took a small dictionary from his bag and opened it to the page he wanted.

“Blossom,” He read, “Noun, The flower of a plant. The state of flowering. A condition or time of flowering. Verb, to flourish; develop. To Open.” He snapped the book closed, causing Kagome to jump a little. “And there is much, much more.” He let the book drop of the take. “There are definitions that are not in books. The word blossom can mean so much more.” Sesshomaru looked over at Kagome. “Do you know what definitions that I speak of Kagome?”

Kagome said nothing as she shook her head ‘no.’ Sesshomaru seemed different today. More determined then before. But determined to do what, she didn’t know.

Sesshomaru walked over to her and placed his hands on the back of her chair, making the girl swallow hard. “Blossom can mean many things Kagome.” He said, his voice dipping a couple of octaves. He couldn’t help but to smirk at seeing the goose bumps on her sleeveless arms. “Blossom can mean something in portraying a woman. For example: The young girl had blossomed into a beautiful woman. That one seems to be the favorite among adults. Teenage boys who have class love to say that her blossom seems full and ripe.” He walked away seeing her shiver before him. “Are you listening to me Kagome?”

Kagome had her eyes clothes, his words running down her skin like the silk that rippled on his chest. “Yes Taisho-sensei.” She muttered. Her mind was going on overload. Her teacher, the very teacher that all girls swoon over. The ones who could only dream to have him even acknowledge that they were alive, was flirting with her! Or at least she was hoping that he was.

“Then why aren’t you writing anything down? Or are you too distracted?”

Kagome looked at him, trying to see if his words meant anything. Distracted? Sesshomaru could walk into a room and the whole room would bend to his will. Just by his looks. So yes, she was very much distracted. “I’m listening Sesshomaru.” She said, testing the waters. After all, if he could say her name, then she was going to call him by his name.

He inwardly smirked. “Good.” He said before sitting down in front of her. “Now tell me, what have you learned?”

Kagome took a deep breath. She knew by this point what he was doing. How he was indeed flirting with her now. But now the ball was in her court. And she was going to smash it in. “I’ve learned that even though I’m a student, you honestly don’t care. And that I’ve learned that you wish to touch my blossom, and probably do much more to it. I also learned that you don’t have a chance in hell to do it because if you did, that boundary between teacher and student would be broken. I would get expelled and you would lose your job. As hot and very sexy as you are Taisho-sensei, I will not take that risk. Request denied.”

It was Sesshomaru’s turn to just gawk at her from her words. She just… denied him! He quickly schooled his emotions and let a smirk form. “I see. Well then Higurashi, it seem that I will have to try harder to win you over. Soon, you will think nothing but of me.” He stood, gathered his stuff and headed to the door. “See you next week.”

Kagome looked at him odd. “But the tutoring is over…” She said confused.

He looked over at her for a moment. “Exactly.”

TBC…