Back Again

AN- Well, let's see if I can do better than the prequel…at least I can do just as good. If you haven't read "Teacher of the Year" by me, then this story will make no sense to you.

"So, can anyone explain to me what an appositive is and/or give me an example of one?" Naraku asked as he leaned back against his board and stuffed his hands in his pockets. Dead silence. He carefully looked at each student in the room, wanting so badly just to laugh and scream at the same time. They looked oblivious.

"Can anyone take a guess? Come on, you've nothing to lose." Naraku urged, letting out a huge sigh as everyone just stared back, occasionally looking at one another with cluelessness.

"Whatever. Isn't there a football game this Friday?" Naraku quizzed. Again, he received no response.

"Anybody in here speak English?" he finally snapped irritably.

"Yeah, there's a game. It's a home game." A boy finally chirped as he looked up at Naraku.

"Thank you for volunteering. What's an appositive?" Naraku asked the boy quickly. The boy gulped and shrugged.

"I don't know. I hate English." The boy responded.

"You hate English and yet, you'd get nowhere in life without it. Take a guess, maybe look at the worksheet that I passed out to you ten minutes ago," Naraku listed off, turning around to smirk and snort as everyone flipped open their folders and notebooks, frantically searching for the worksheet.

"It's a word or group of words that identifies or renames another word in a sentence." A girl read off.

"Precisely. Now, do the worksheet as best as you can, I'll be doing a completion grade tomorrow, so if you have no clue what the answer is, just write "pizza" or something and get points for it instead of being LAZY!" Naraku shouted, towering over a girl who had become a habitual snoozer in his class. She jerked upright, breathing heavily as the class laughed at her. Naraku grabbed the edges of her desk with both hands and bent down, eye level to her.

"Stay behind after class." He said to her quietly. She looked disheartened, but she nodded slightly and kept her gaze down on the desk.

"So, as I said, complete the worksheet, write random words in there, whatever and there will be a quiz on Friday, therefore there will be no homework on the weekend, fair?" Naraku asked.

"Aaww, Mr. Saitou, really? A quiz? No one gets how to do this!" a girl with straight, brown hair whined as she ran her fingers through her hair. She repositioned her purse on her shoulder and tried to give him her best puppy eyes, but Naraku stared back blankly.

"Well, Rachel, maybe if you weren't texting Joe Blow from Kokomo and you actually paid a lick of attention in here, you'd know what an appositive is." Naraku responded as-a-matter-of-factly. Rachel smiled and flipped her hair.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Saitou." She replied innocently.

"Of course you don't. Have fun with the quiz." Naraku shot back as the bell rang. It was lunchtime, so he wasn't expecting another class for a while. He exhaled as he sat in the seat next to the, once again, sleeping girl.

"Hey, wake up." Naraku said, gently shaking her back to life. She was a dark looking girl. Shortened, black "scene" hair, a little bit of black eye makeup and black clothes with a chain on her pants. She was Melanie, the dark, quiet, sleepy student. She was so unimportant and easy to forget that the only reason Naraku remembered her name was that he had a friend with benefits named Melanie, and the other reason was she seemed to think it was constant naptime in his room.

"This is the fifth time in three days that I've woken you up during class." He said calmly. Melanie kept her gaze to the floor, her face stiff with fatigue. She only nodded in response.

"I have to give you a detention. It's only fair. How about tomorrow afterschool?" Naraku asked. She shook her head in the negative.

"I have to work." She said softly.

"Before school?"

"What time?"

"I'm here at seven. Come in whenever. You're dismissed." Naraku stated, watching her grab her belongings and disappear out of the door as quietly and as enigmatically as a ghost.

"Such an uncanny creature of a girl." Naraku mumbled to himself.

The next morning, Naraku yawned as he walked into the building. Lately, he had gotten into the nasty habit of being insanely early, and he had no clue why, he just did it. He walked to his door and let out a long sigh. Melanie was asleep against the lockers near his door. He gently kicked her foot with his own, snapping her awake.

"You're not allowed to sleep in detention." He stated, opening his door. Melanie stood up, yawning tiredly herself, rubbing an eye gingerly.

"Late night or are you just not a morning person?" Naraku asked her, setting his bag behind his desk. He walked back over to her and pointed to a seat at the front. Melanie sat down and said nothing back. Naraku grabbed the desk next to hers and spun it so he was facing her.

"Speak English?" he asked curiously. Melanie's gaze was at the floor as she nodded in response.

"Hm, I'm sorry, I'm just used to talkative people I guess." Naraku stated.

"Late night at work." She finally said, pulling out her notebook and opening it. Naraku saw that every page she flipped was full of notes for different classes. Awkward, all he saw her do was breathe and sleep. She got to the English section of her notebook, revealing that she, indeed, took notes. Melanie pulled out the worksheet over appositives and handed it to him.

"So, how late did you work last night?" Naraku asked, quickly glancing over her answers. They seemed perfect to him.

"Midnight." She replied. Naraku lowered the paper and stared at her.

"You're sixteen, that's not legal, at least not on a school night." Naraku growled, looking at her coldly. She shrugged in response.

"It doesn't matter. I finished my work, I got some sleep, and I'm serving my detention, nothing is wrong."

"But if you're working until midnight every night and you use my class for naptime, something is wrong." Naraku retorted. He almost flinched when she finally looked up at him, her blue eyes blazing with fury.

"I take notes, I do my work and I get A's, that's all that matters." She said back in a quiet voice. Naraku wanted to respond to that, but his cell phone began vibrating.

"What?" he growled into the phone.

"Aren't you hungry, Grumpy?" Jordan asked curiously. Naraku smiled, making Melanie frown. He never smiled unless he was making fun of someone.

"Get me the usual and hold on," he paused, looking at Melanie.

"Hungry?" he asked her. Melanie blinked and nodded.

"I'll have whatever you're having," she said, pulling out her wallet to see if she even had money, but Naraku placed his hand on hers, closing the wallet. She looked at him and saw him wink, still conversing with the person on the phone.

"Make that two usual orders…yes, I'm starving, so stop yakking and get me some food, woman!" he stated playfully, closing his phone and letting go of Melanie's hand.

"I have plenty of money, I'll pay. So, was this worksheet hard?" he asked curiously.

"Just the last three questions were a bit difficult." She said back, nervously tapping the desk with her knuckles.

"It's a perfect paper. I think I'll give you bonus points, considering everyone else is going to write down 'I like goldfish' or some lame shit like that." Naraku chuckled, handing her the paper back after childishly drawing a smiley face on it.

"I thought I was in detention." Melanie said, her body tensing as she gripped her black jeans with her fingers, her gaze on the floor. Naraku was no fool. She was showing the usual characteristics of someone who was being abused. No wonder she slept and worked all the time she could, she probably couldn't stand it at home.

"You're in Mr. Saitou's Detention. Haha, has no one told you about it? I had twenty students in here and I bought donuts for everyone." Naraku stated with a warm smile. He was trying to get her to at least loosen up a bit.

"No. I really don't have anyone to talk to." Melanie replied, tensing up even more. Naraku was afraid that she'd keel over from anxiety if he pushed too far.

"Ah, well, you have me and I like to talk to students. Where do you work? I need to know these things so I can avoid you at all costs." Naraku chirped sarcastically, feeling great about finally making her smile. It was small, but it was a smile nonetheless.

"The movie theaters, the bookstore and the grocery store." She replied, her eyes widening a bit when Naraku's mouth hit the floor with disbelief.

"Oh…my…three different jobs? And you're in all advanced classes? Melanie, that's insane." Naraku said, his worry and disbelief overwhelming him.

"Two AP classes, the rest advanced, and what' wrong with me having three jobs?"

"It's unfathomable…unnecessary for someone your age to be working that much. You should be having fun, experimenting, whatever you kids do these days."

"It doesn't matter to me. I like being busy."

"You should be busy sleeping in and doing nothing."

"I believe in keeping busy."

"Knock, knock!" a voice chirped.

"Special delivery for a very special person who is special." A girl sang sarcastically as she walked in with two bags. She had dyed red hair and piercing green eyes.

"It's about time." Naraku growled playfully as he took a bag from her. He pulled out a container and handed it to Melanie, who cast a blank look at the boy.

"She looks scared out of her mind…did you hit on her?" the girl asked spitefully, dodging Naraku's hand.

"She's underage and my student." Naraku replied sternly, sitting back down in front of Melanie.

"Hi, I'm Gabe." The boy chirped, holding his hand out to Melanie, who leaned away from his hand, but she grabbed it and looked down.

"Melanie." She said back, letting go quickly. Gabe looked down at himself unsurely, sniffing himself and looking at Jordan.

"Do I offend?" he asked out loud. Jordan shook her head no.

"She's timid, leave her be." Naraku replied, opening his container and digging into the pancakes.

"I fucking love IHOP's salads." Gabe chirped.

"I love IHOP…I just don't feel like hopping after eating there." Jordan said back. Melanie smiled to herself as she began eating the pancakes.

"Haha, for sure. I need a wheelchair after eating there." Gabe giggled back. Naraku and Melanie caught one another's glances. Naraku rolled his eyes and smiled at Melanie warmly.

"Crazy, aren't they?" he asked her. Melanie shrugged, almost jumping when Jordan leapt over a desk and softly pet Melanie's hair.

"Aaww, I love your hair!" Jordan chirped, frowning when Melanie winced and tensed up.

"I'm not going to hit you, I just want your hair on my hair." Jordan giggled warmly.

"Come on, we have to hurry up or we'll be late for class." Gabe announced, tossing Jordan her keys.

"Ok. Bye Naraku, bye person!" Jordan called, waving to both of them. Naraku waved and Melanie gave a small wave herself.

"I'm sorry about them. They're ADHD or something." Naraku growled, taking another bite. Melanie quickly finished up and shrugged.

"It's the first time someone even looked my way." Melanie said, touching her hair lightly. Naraku reached over and flipped a stray piece back into place for her and exhaled.

"Jordan looks at everyone like that. Gabe does the same. They'll always look at you…usually with their tongues sticking out of their mouths. Couple of creeps." Naraku growled harmlessly. Melanie giggled lightly. She didn't even know that he knew how to be funny.

"You can leave whenever you want and you're always welcome to come in here whenever you want, just expect Frick and Frack to be in here causing trouble, too." Naraku stated as she nodded.

"Do you mind if I stay in here and sleep?" she asked timidly.

"Hahaha! No, just get it out of your system. Do what you want." Naraku laughed as he stood up, walking over to his desk. He watched as she pulled the hood of her jacket over her head and putting it down on her desk, soon falling asleep.

"Mr. Saitou! We need help!" a girl whined as she and her friend ran in. Naraku immediately recognized her as Rachel.

"I'd have to agree with you on that." Naraku said back.

"Don't be mean! I don't get iiiiiiiiittttttt!" she cried back. Naraku saw Melanie lift her head and glare heatedly and furiously at Rachel.

"Shhh, I'm right here, you don't have to yell. Get out the paper." Naraku replied, smiling at Melanie. She nodded and returned to her slumber. The two girls pulled out their papers and revealed that they had done nothing.

"You know, you could've actually tried doing something. Eh, whatever," Naraku sighed as he began explaining it to them. After it was done, Naraku walked over to Melanie, who was working on something instead of sleeping.

"Are you alright?" he asked her.

"Mhm. Just studying." She responded quietly. Naraku sat down and decided to see if he could uncover more about her.

"Are you going to the game tomorrow?" he asked her.

"No…work." She said back.

"Hey Mr. Saitou, we're putting a picture of us up on your board, next to your dog!" Rachel giggled. Melanie looked up and saw Naraku's face twist with annoyance.

"I'll just take it down…like last time." He growled.

"You're so meeeeeeeaaaannnnnn!" she whined back.

"I don't know what I'd rather do, stab her or my ears." Melanie grumbled as Naraku chuckled in response.

"Don't take it down or else!" Rachel hollered as she ran out of the room. Naraku stood up, walked over to his board and ripped the picture off his board.

"Stupid skank-whore, I don't like you." Naraku stated, throwing the picture in the trash.

"Haha, skank-whore?" Melanie giggled.

"She's always flirting with me and it's annoying. I'm this close to calling her parents and telling them that they failed as parents and their daughter is a whore." Naraku growled, showing the small space between his fingers.

"Hahaha." Melanie giggled. She was starting to like him more and more. He was a charming guy. Naraku felt like he accomplished something. He got the quiet girl to loosen up a bit.

"Go to the football game tomorrow." Naraku insisted as he grabbed a marker, starting to write down notes on the board. Melanie stopped writing, looking up confusingly.

"I have to work."

"What time?"

"I work at the store from four to seven, then at the theaters eight to midnight…maybe later."

"What? Why?" Naraku asked, stopping momentarily to glance back at the book.

"I need the money."

"For?"

"Are you usually this nosy with your students?" a voice chimed curiously. Naraku and Melanie looked over at the young woman who had just walked into the room. She was of short stature, her brown hair pulled into a nicely kempt ponytail. Her glasses gave her the classical nerdy look, but Naraku could tell that if she lost the glasses and put a little makeup on, she'd look great.

"I like to get to know them." Naraku finally replied, flashing the lady a charming smile.

"Has he told you anything about himself?" she asked Melanie. Melanie shook her head in the negative.

"She hasn't asked me. It doesn't count." Naraku shot, returning to writing notes on the board.

"I came to ask you if you had any extra worksheets on appositives?" the woman asked.

"No, I don't. Sorry." Naraku replied, looking at her. He realized that Melanie had disappeared from the room.

"Oh, crap. I guess they get it easy today. Well, see you later."

"Bye."

The next day, Naraku decided to give a quiz on the wonder appositives. Most failed, but a few elite actually got A's. Melanie took a nap after turning her quiz in and Naraku had no problem with letting her sleep now that he knew she worked three jobs. He could tell that she never got any excitement and never really left time for fun. Naraku sat down and grabbed his yardstick, poking her in the arm with it. Melanie slowly rose up, looking at him with a sleepy scowl.

"Going to the game?" he asked.

"No. Working." She said back.

"Call in sick."

"What?"

"Call in sick and go to the game."

"Why? I need the,"

"Go to the game. Don't let me be there by myself."

"…" Melanie just stared at him. She couldn't figure out if he really meant that or was just annoying her.

"Seriously, go."

"If I go, you'll be there?"

"I have to be there."

"Fine. I'll go." Melanie sighed, seeing Naraku smile victoriously. Melanie felt like she had just fallen into a trick, but at lunch, she walked into an empty bathroom, called up her managers for both jobs, sounding sick as she requested the night off, and they accepted, even taking the next day, Saturday from her too. She sighed with relief. She needed the break.

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Naraku sighed as he stood in line at the concessions. He was hungry and had a headache. He ordered a few different items before walking away. Before reaching the ramp to walk up the bleachers, it began raining.

"Great." He growled.

"Need assistance?" someone asked him. He looked down and saw Melanie standing there with an umbrella. She was dressed up, too. She had on a red school jersey, the number 13 with white lettering. She had on a skin-tight, under shirt that was long sleeved and black, along with gripping gloves. She had on black jeans that held her figure, but not tightly and black Chucks. The best part about her was her hair. Red and white stripes were blended into the black…the school colors.

"You actually dressed up?" Naraku asked her.

"You didn't?" she asked back.

"Eh, haha, here," Naraku knew he lost that argument, so he handed her a hot dog instead of a white towel. She took it and smiled.

"Thank you." She said, biting into it hungrily. Naraku nodded as he bit into the other hot dog he had bought.

"You're…welcome…Melanie." He replied in between chomps.

"Aawww! Mr. Saitou, buy me a hot dog!" Rachel called annoyingly, running up to the teacher and hugging him tightly. Melanie saw Naraku's face cast a death glare at the girl before she let go.

"Buy your own." He said back.

"Noooo! You bought her one!" Rachel cried, pointing at Melanie.

"She simply gave me her own money and I retrieved it." Naraku said back, frowning when Rachel put her hands on her hips.

"How does that happen? She never has money!" Rachel spat. Naraku's mind stopped immediately as Melanie choked on the last piece of her hot dog. It finally went down as Melanie caught her breath, looking back up at Rachel heatedly.

"That's not even right. Go away." Naraku growled as he bent down to pick up the umbrella that Melanie had dropped.

"I was just joking! Haha, bye!" Rachel said back, running away.

"Are you alright?" Naraku asked.

"Bitch." Melanie growled as she rubbed her chest lightly.

"Haha, I agree." Naraku chuckled.

"Can I get a what, what?" Jordan's voice chimed as she ran up to Naraku. Melanie saw his face and demeanor brighten up as he hugged her.

"What, what? What could you possibly want now?" Naraku asked Jordan as she leaned back, still not letting go of him.

"Since when do I ask you for anything, asswipe?" she asked offensively. Melanie stood quietly, watching the two friends. Melanie watched people and was able to tell from their body language what they were thinking, wanting and/or needing. She could tell that Jordan just wanted a hug and to have a good time, but Mr. Saitou wanted Jordan. Just by the way he hugged her and refused to let go of her.

"Where's Gabe?" Naraku asked, finally letting go of Jordan, his hands clenching into fists as he wished her body was still in them.

"I don't know. Where's Sesshomaru?" Jordan asked back.

"Probably on the field, smart ass." Naraku retorted playfully.

"Oh, ok." Jordan chirped, jogging over to the concessions. Naraku sighed and looked back down at Melanie, only to notice that she was gone. He looked around and walked up the ramp, feeling the cool drizzle on his arms. Naraku leaned on the railing and sighed. He had completely ignored her. It was no wonder she ran off. He idly watched as the football players rammed into one another, trying to intercept the pass. Naraku noticed a presence appear beside him as the rain ceased.

"Hm? Oh, hi there," Naraku chirped as he looked at Melenie, who was holding the umbrella over him with one hand and holding two drinks in the other.

"She told me to bring you this." Melanie said, looking away as she handed him the Mountain Dew, keeping the Dr. Pepper for herself. Naraku frowned, but then realized whom she was talking about.

"Thank you." Naraku said, opening the bottle and taking a sip.

"You like her, don't you?" Melanie asked, staring at the field. Naraku choked on his drink and wiped his mouth off.

"Uh, who?" Naraku asked nervously.

"The girl with the red hair." Melanie said timidly, looking up at the crowd of students, frowning when they began jumping up and down when their school made a touchdown.

"Oh, haha, Jordan? No, she and I are just very close." Naraku responded calmly, still leaning on the railing. He noticed that Melanie hadn't opened her bottle yet. He gently grabbed the umbrella with his free hand.

"I'll hold it." He said as Melanie opened her Dr. Pepper, taking a small sip of it.

"Do you know anyone with a spare umbrella?" a smooth, deep voice asked. Melanie turned her head and looked up, staring into brilliant, gold colored eyes. Unusual color, but very pretty. She had seen him a few times around the school and realized it was the principal.

"No I don't. Go away." Naraku growled at him.

"I believe I asked the question openly," Sesshomaru responded, looking down at Melanie, who was frozen with awe and fear. He was intimidating, but being soaking wet sizzled down the scary aura he had.

"No…sorry." Melanie said back, her gaze at the ground. Sesshomaru cocked an eyebrow and looked at Naraku suspiciously.

"What, dickweed?" Naraku shot venomously. Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I was just wondering if you're sexually harassing another student, is all." Sesshomaru shot back. Melanie flinched a bit. Were they actually saying this in front of her? Naraku gritted his teeth as he handed the umbrella to Melanie.

"Hold this, and you, what the hell is your problem? I've never harassed a student…ever!" Naraku snarled back, stepping forward, chest to chest with Sesshomaru, who stood his ground. Melanie stepped back and let them both stand in the rain while watching.

"Right, you've never done that. My badness. And do you honestly think you can take me on?" Sesshomaru growled back.

"I'll knock your ass out all day, sweetheart." Naraku said with a smile. Just as both men raised their arms to shove the other away, they both frowned as yellow rags hit them in the shoulder as a whistle blew.

"Step off, boys! Get back! Penalty on both teams!" Jordan yelled. Melanie giggled. Jordan was now dressed as a referee, squeezing between both men and pushing them away from one another.

"Jordan, what the hell are you doing?" Sesshomaru growled as Melanie blinked. Everyone seemed to know Jordan except her. Jordan patted Sesshomaru on his wet chest.

"I've missed you too." She said back, picking up her penalty flags that she threw at both men.

"Come on then, let's go talk." Sesshomaru suggested, putting his arm behind Jordan and leading her away, beneath the bleachers where it was dry.

"I could just cut him…I really could." Naraku sighed as Melanie put the umbrella back over him.

"Isn't he your boss?" Melanie asked, her gaze on the crowd again.

"Only during school hours. He and I never get along."

"I believe you."

"We're going out to eat after the game, you want to come?" a voice chirped. Melanie recognized her as Jordan and looked up, thinking she was talking to Naraku, but the green eyes were cast upon her.

"Um, me? Uh, sure, I'll go." Melanie replied unsurely.

"If you don't want to, it's alright. You just look bored, is all." Jordan said back with an inviting smile. Melanie smiled back and nodded.

"I'll go. Wait, who are "we?" Anyone I know?" Melanie asked curiously.

"Gabe, Sesshomaru, myself, and this wonderful little sex kitten…hahaha, relax, dude!" Jordan giggled as she petted Naraku, running her fingers through his hair while he glared at her for the words "sex kitten."

"I'm not going if your other little 'sex kitten' is there too." Naraku said simply. Melanie sighed. The only reason she wanted to go was because he was. She didn't know anyone else. Jordan saw Melanie's silent sigh.

"So, you're going to let this little one be tainted by the word of Sesshomaru? She leaves with us and likes you, she'll come back on Monday wearing a "I Hate My English AP Teacher," shirt." Jordan chirped as she patted Melanie on the shoulder. Naraku looked at Melanie with a smile.

"Nah, she's smarter than that, unlike you." Naraku stated, still looking at Melanie.

"Psh, if you're confident, I guess she'll just have to,"

"I'm coming, shut up." Naraku interrupted. Melanie exhaled with relief.

Naraku sighed as he washed his hands in the bathroom. He had walked back inside the school to change into dry clothes and get away from the craziness of the game. It was the last five minutes and the teams were tied, so the crowd was getting restless and wild. He walked out of the bathroom and back into his classroom to check his email quickly before leaving.

"Hey, Mr. Saitou," a voice called. Naraku looked over at the door and saw Melanie walking up to him. She grabbed a few tissues from his desk and held them to her bloodied nose.

"What happened?" Naraku asked as he stood up and walked over to her.

"I was in the student section, we score the winning touchdown, some guy accidentally punched me in the nose." She said, pinching her nose slightly.

"Did he do anything?" Naraku asked, sitting down in his chair.

"He was about to say sorry, then he realized who he hit…he laughed."

"He laughed? Who?"

"I'm not worried about it."

"I am. Who was it?"

"No one important."

"Melanie,"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you mother fucker! Get in there!" Jordan's angered voice rang as she pulled a boy in the room by his shirt and his long, black hair. She threw him in the room and Naraku stood up, seeing Inuyasha slowly standing up as well, his face twisted with anger and embarrassment.

"What's going on?" Naraku asked as he saw Melanie glaring at Inuyasha.

"He fucking hit her and laughed about it!" Jordan barked.

"And why am I not surprised? Little boy, you wear on my nerves." Naraku growled at Inuyasha with exasperated annoyance. Inuyasha was a junior, the same year as Melanie, and yet he still acted like he was five while she was juggling three jobs with school.

"I didn't do shit! And I don't care whose nerves I wear on, especially yours!" Inuyasha bit back loudly.

"You wear on my nerves the most, little brother. I saw what happened and don't think you can weasel your way out of it this time." Sesshomaru's chilling voice froze everyone as he strode in, now dressed in a nice, dry suit. Melanie sighed as she threw away the bloody tissues, gingerly touching her nose. It had stopped bleeding and was a bit sore.

"Bite me, Sesshomaru! You know Dad won't make me serve detention!" Inuyasha laughed back arrogantly.

"No, but I will. Five early morning Saturday detentions should set you straight." Sesshomaru shot back icily. Melanie covered her mouth with her hand to hide her smile. She liked how he handled things with his frigid attitude.

"It was an accident." Inuyasha grumbled.

"And I would have believed you had you apologized instead of laughing at the poor girl. Now it looks like a purposeful thing. Have fun in detention, get out." Sesshomaru ordered, watching his younger brother leave the room. He turned around and walked up to Melanie swiftly. The next thing she knew was she staring up into his golden eyes, which were still cold, but not as bad as they were only moments before.

"I assume you're alright?" he asked calmly.

"Mhm." Melanie hummed, shaking her head slightly.

"Haha, Mel, you should've owned his ass and kicked him in the face!" Jordan giggled.

"It kind of hurt." Melanie replied quietly, gently poking her nose with a finger. She felt two hands lift her head up as Sesshomaru looked closer.

"I'm sure it isn't broken," he stated.

"Why don't you just go ahead and give it a kiss?" Naraku asked spitefully. Melanie watched with slight horror as Sesshomaru looked over at Naraku darkly, his hands still touching her face. She was afraid he'd strangle her instead.

"You really want a good ass whooping, don't you?" Sesshomaru asked him.

"Oh yes, yes I do." Naraku replied sweetly.

"Um…can you let go of my face?" Melanie asked as Sesshomaru looked down at her, dropping his hands and going back at Naraku.

"Ugh, please." Jordan sighed as the two men started firing comments back and forth. Melanie watched as Naraku came out from behind his desk, him and Sesshomaru getting nastier and up close. They were getting only slightly louder, but the next thing both girls knew was Naraku and Sesshomaru pimp slapping one another at the exact same time. They both stepped back, hands rubbing their cheeks as they tried to understand what had just happened.

"Feel better?" Jordan asked with boredom. She had seen this plenty of times. So many times that it was to the point that it wasn't even funny like it was the first five times. Naraku stuffed his hands in his pocket and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fucking starving." Naraku growled.

"Same here. Let's go." Sesshomaru also growled as he left the room.

"Haha, you want a ride or are you driving?" Jordan asked Melanie.

"Uh, can I ride?" she asked quietly.

"Sure. Let's go." Jordan said, patting Melanie on her back.