Disclaimer:I don't own any of the Inuyasha characters. I'm only borrowing them for the sheer pleasure of enjoyment. They belong to Rumiko and crew.

Author's Rant: I really don't want to stop writing for these guys so here's something I hope you all can have a laugh at. It won't be anything too dramatic and light It's a sort of school scene with a humorous mix. Enjoy ^_^

Introduction

Today started like any other day in the private institution of Sengoku University. The summer semester wasn't as lively on the outside of campus as it was on the inside. Rumors were spreading like wild fire about two new classes offered only during the two middle months that could benefit every person who participated in the same sex. However the two classes were led by two men who carried two separate ideals about what was best and what wasn't for the students they hoped to give a chance at gaining a potential mate.

As far as either was concerned they both held the absolute, thought out ritual to ensure proper precautions and excellent awareness that would guarantee an everlasting relationship. All they had to do was teach them what was wrong and right and everything would sail smoothly from there.

It didn't seem so hard.

Nope not one bit.

"So Mr. Sesshomaru and Mr. Inuyasha I'm very glad I could find two highly skilled professionals on the subjects of Seme Introduction and Uke Introduction on such short notice." The president of the University had been searching for high classed professors of this particular subject for six months now and couldn't have been more thrilled to have discovered two qualifying specimens in the same week.

The gray haired bird demon hadn't realized the two were so well trained in the mastery of sexual communication until getting a background check on each. Sesshomaru's been a seme trainer for the majority of his ten years of teaching while Inuyasha's gained a wonderful reputation for shaping uke potentials into full gear.

As the president switched his dark gray eyes from one young man to the other, a small question curiously kept plaguing him because of how they sat.

Inuyasha's body posture was turned arrogantly to the side, legs crossed tight and face turned upward to the ceiling, while scooted as far to the right of his chair as he possibly could. Sesshomaru's body language was much more relaxed, checking the condition of his talons and hiding a clever smile underneath that curtain of wavy silver hair.

"Do you two by any chance know one another?" The question earned the elder demon a double glare, the fiercer one coming mostly from Inuyasha.

Inuyasha casually rolled his gaze to the other dog demon, giving him a disgusted once over before he answered, "No, I can't say I do. I've never meant this man a single day in my life and I plan to keep it that way."

"I've ran across him on several occasions, but never thought to socialize myself with Mr. Inuyasha." Sesshomaru coolly informed.

"Oh," The president felt this twinge of tension radiating from them both and assumed somewhere along the line that had to do with sexual status since he'd heard of similar complications occurring in fellows schools. He didn't think he'd have the same issues here, not with these two. From what he'd read in the Teacher's Guide Book for 2011, both Inu demons have had a marvelous track record with graduating well rounded Semes and Ukes with their rightfully found counterparts.

Still there was one more question he had to ask the two about. When he was looking through the files and noticed something very peculiar, he graced them with a warm smile to deflate its possible rudeness. "I see that both of you have the same last name," he squinted at the title, hoping he pronounced it correctly. "Kurosaki?"

"Mere coincidence," Sesshomaru quietly assured.

"Exactly," Inuyasha agreed, re-crossing his legs and straightening his back. "It's a common last name after all. I'm pretty sure you have a good number of Kurosaki's in the schools roll log. As I've said before, I haven't the slightest clue who this man is."

"Of course, of course," Mr. President decided to rule it as just that, a mere coincidence and went on with the rest of his inquiry. "When exactly will you two be ready prepping for the programs? If you need an extra week or two we can always reschedule the day classes begin."

"That won't be necessary Mr. Giovanni," Inuyasha assured, tilting up his chin. "I've already begun developing the course's syllabus and I've procreated a reliable agenda that's flexible and perfect that each of my students should be able to follow without fail."

Sesshomaru clasped his fingers in a braided bind on his lap as he nodded. "I've set up to have my protocols similar to Mr. Inuyasha so that we may be able to meet up towards the end of the semester during the role play sessions and finalized testing."

"Marvelous," Beamed Mr. Giovanni. "Perhaps we can begin the class sessions next starting Monday if that's alright with you."

"It's fine." The two echoed.

"Alright then, let's see here," Mr. Giovanni flipped through several sheets of paper, until finding what he'd been searching for. "If you're already prepared I can go ahead and give you your assigned classrooms."

"I would like that very much," Inuyasha smirked for the first time since the meeting began. "I'm hoping that you were able to meet my request concerning the placement of my classroom near the Recreational Center?"

"Yes, I've stationed you in Room 131F down the hall from the gym just as you've asked."

"Thank you," Inuyasha's ears swiveled from side to side, as a cocky arrogance pulsed throughout his body.

"And my request Mr. Giovanni?" Sesshomaru smoothly inquired. "I'd imagine you could pull a few strings and meet my demands as well?"

"Naturally Mr. Sesshomaru, I only see fit that my prized professors are able to work in the best of environments." Said President tapped his claw on the spread sheet with a smile. "Yes you're placed here in room 135F closest to the gym as well."

Inuyasha's smile disappeared in a flash. "Excuse me? I'm sorry, you said he's in room 135F?"

"Yes, across the hall from yours Mr. Inuyasha."

The hanyou demon visibly sunk a fraction into his seat, eyes drooped as low as his ears. "I see."

"Is there a problem with the classroom placements?"

"No, no sir its fine," Inuyasha recomposed himself, rubbing out the invisible wrinkles in his pinstriped suit. "It's just I hadn't realized I'd be working so close with the Seme Intro class. I'd assumed more—working space."

Sesshomaru's eyes crinkled by the smallest degrees as he inclined his face toward the younger teacher, "It won't pose a problem for the Uke students Mr. Inuyasha. I can assure you my students will be on their very best behavior."

Inuyasha looked to his left, narrowing his eyes at the smug faced professor. "See that you do."

Mr. Giovanni worriedly looked between the pair for a moment, swearing he could sense some hostility somewhere in this line of fire. Inuyasha's expression read nothing but pure angry at the moment, while Sesshomaru's was smoothed free of any agitation or worry. He was perfectly content with the way things were being ran and for good reason.

"Well gentlemen if either of you have any more questions, feel free to call me at my extension. I'll be happy to help in any way I can." With that last remark, the school president stood, automatically signifying the end of the interview.

Sesshomaru and Inuyasha stood simultaneously, each taking turns to shake hands with the older demon, discussing few more subjects about the program and offering for future services. Inuyasha left the room first after gathering his briefcase and for some reason walking out of the office space with a little speed to his stride.

Sesshomaru finished up talking to the president and collected his items as well. He planned to make a very quick short cut just as soon as he walked out this door. . .

Almost there, almost there, almost there.

Inuyasha's power walk was hustled as he searched around his pocket for the keys to his Tahoe. He'd had enough surprises for one day and knew if he didn't hurry along he'd be getting another one very soon. Damn him, damn that cursed bastard for creating another difficult situation for them to get into. Why couldn't he behave like anyone else when placed in these kinds of things?

Where the hell was that bloody key?

Inuyasha finally made it to the driver's side, still working through the lint and loose change in his right and left pocket, coming up empty on each side for the third time. He could've sworn he'd placed them somewhere in here when he first stepped in the front office. They were jangled and everything when he'd last did a routine check just to be sure they were there in case he needed to make a quick escape. Damn it all to hell—

"Ugh," Inuyasha's face suddenly slammed face first into the driver's window of his, with both arms angled high above his waist just as large mass of warmth spread on his entire backside. "Got'dammit Sesshomaru!"

Hot, sizzling wind rounded over the cartilage in the hanyou's ear as the grip on his wrists tightened. "Where do you think you're going?" The sultry voice asked.

"Home you jackass," Inuyasha thrashed around the best he could, winching angrily when his blasted husband started grinding his overactive sexy drive into his backside. "Sess damn not here."

"I'll have you wherever I want Inuyasha." Sesshomaru molded his crotch as far as the cotton pressed slacks would allow.

Inuyasha's closed his eyes tight against the chiseled hard body fitting its lean figure on his back and ass. God help him he had to control himself at this school. They weren't going to have the same thing happen here like they did at the last one. But oh he felt so good teasing the split of his pants. All that fire pouring through Sesshomaru's pants were begging to release some madness.

"Looking for these," A dangling chime slid over the roof top of Inuyasha's car. Sesshomaru loosened his grip, using his free hand to ever so slowly drift around to cup Inuyasha's dick. "You tried to run away."

"Sess wait," Inuyasha strained through his fangs as the misconducted demon fondled him. "We're in public. Someone's gonna see."

His whispering submission was as lovely as a well stringed violin for Sesshomaru's twin pointed ears. He carefully worked a claw to the zipper and tugged down, slipping in three long digits to leisurely rub over the silky boxers. "Let them see."

"No, you fool; I don't want anyone seeing us do this."

Sesshomaru's chin rested firmly on Inuyasha's shoulder, spooning the rest of the space from between them. "You love my touch no matter where it's done."

"Sesshomaru I swear I'll use the N word if you don't—oh—if you don't back off." Inuyasha's warning came across as a combined hiss and moan when Sesshomaru's hand squeezed its salty length.

This time Sesshomaru obeyed, sighing through his nose as he ease away, teasing every piece of Inuyasha's body he could before letting the hanyou go. "Honestly Inuyasha, for you to stoop so low. . ."

"Well if that ain't the pot calling the kettle black," Inuyasha zipped up his pants, shaking his hair free where it pressed into his blazer. "You're the one who stole my keys and ambushed me in the parking lot." No, no, no he wasn't going to do this. He wasn't going to get caught up in Sesshomaru's tricks again. "Look we've both got to get ready for the introduction classes next week. Let's just focus on that instead of worrying about all that other stuff ok?"

Sesshomaru cocked a brow, "Agreed."

One hand snaked out snatching the cuff of Inuyasha's collar, bringing him only inches from his husband's face. "I'll behave for now Hanyou. Don't expect the same treatment when we get home."

Inuyasha snorted, shrugging himself away. "Whatever, I'll see you when I get there." And with that said, the two parted their separate ways, both aiming for the same home and both with different plans in mind for getting ready for Monday morning.

The cold silence of an early morning settled calmly in the room of class 131F as the new professor of this subject walked in carrying a medium sized briefcase and a cup of still steaming coffee. He wore a casual suit, back pressed pants and a short sleeved button up. His unusually long white hair was pulled back in ponytailed tied at the nape of his neck and a pair of reading glasses rested evenly on his perked nose.

He was cute, adorable and with round eyes so big and full of expression, he practically screamed the energy of a well-bred uke. The only difference here between him and the rest of the young students shattered around his classroom was that he carried this air of confidence about him that obviously said he wasn't to be fucked with. A stern expression pulled his handsome face in a tight scowl and a look of disgust seemed to stay permanent on his face.

Inuyasha scoured over the class of eleven students, mostly demons and a few humans, doing a mental count and evaluation just by appearances alone since that would be the main issue when concerning these people. So far this was turning out better than he'd hoped. The school wasn't a very large campus so to have this many students at once would be a very promising feat. If he could get most of them ready by graduation he'd be riding easy come next semester for longer lessons.

"Good morning," He greeted to them. A soft chorus of good mornings followed. "I'm Professor Inuyasha Kurosaki, your Uke Introduction Professor for both mini semesters. My purpose will be to educate you all in the ways of properly handling yourselves when stuck in the situations with your devilish counterparts." Who unfortunately were stationed right across the hallway. "In order for me to teach you all the ways of controlling your seme, we'll have to go through the basics of understanding their functions and ways of spotting them before they can get to you." Inuyasha reached inside his drawer, retrieving a list of names on his roll call sheet. "Before we begin with today's basics I need to know a little more about each student here. Understand?"

The classroom nodded.

"Ok, Hiten." A thunder demon.

"Here."

"Kagome." A young teenage human.

"Here."

"Sango." A fellow teenage human.

"I'm here."

"Miroku." A young male teen.

"Here as well."

"Ginta." A wolf demon from the Northern Territory.

"Over here sir."

"Good, um Bankotsu." A human coming from a long line of assassins.

"Here too."

"Tsukuyomaru." A well privileged bat demon from the South.

"I'm here sir."

"Ryuukotsesui." A snobbish dragon demon.

"Unfortunately here as well."

"Jakotsu?"

"I'm here."

"Hakudoshi."

"I'm here."

"And lastly Shippo," Inuyasha looked at the name, and then matched it to the slender framed fox demon located three desks to his right. The young man was a very cute, remarkably lovely and screamed uke to the highest degree. Long puffy brick red hair, a large fluffy tail, and the biggest green eyes known to mankind. He was a rare breed of uke and the poor fool was a walking billboard to be molested.

Inuyasha sighed shaking his head, for the poor soul. "Come here son."

"Umm yes sir," Shippo nervously eased around his desk and walked up to his professor, looking as innocent as a button in a pile of cotton candy.

Inuyasha clapped a hand on the fox's shoulder, "You're very adorable, you know this right?" He asked him dead serious, without an ounce of humor.

Shippo sighed and nodded, "Yes sir I know."

"Good," Inuyasha reached into his pocket, having feared he'd run across this breed of uke in his class. He pulled out a card with the symbol of a gold blades and arrows decorated around the outer rim. "I have a friend there named Kyo, tell him I said to train you on how to defend yourself with aggressive semes because you're so damn cute they'll be coming for that ass like bees to fucking honey. You understand?"

Shippo was all too familiar with what the professor was saying and bowed respectfully, thanking him for the card and hurried back to his desk. Inuyasha did a final scan for anymore super cuddly uke and when finding none, walked around his desk carrying a stake of paperwork.

"Alright we'll start this day off short with you all learning the basics," He spoke as he weaved through the rounds of desks, handing out a sheet more top. "Here is a list of the lessons we'll be going over for the next eight to ten weeks together, centering about many characteristics, role playing, techniques, concerns, and statements to give you all the confidence you'll need to be more able bodied uke."

Inuyasha passed out his last syllabus form before coming in front of the classroom, folding his arms and leveling each student with a one on one glare. "I'm not here to baby you nor will be seen as a pushover. This will be a way of developing you all from a bunch of pussies to manly pussies are we clear?" He blinked momentarily forgetting he had two females. "For you two," referring to Sango and Kagome. "I'll try to make you man up but if you're both dating demons you can kisses those pussies good bye." He knew how those female semes worked. They were twice as bad as male semes. He wasn't sure he'd be much help to these two.

Sango and Kagome shared a worried look, knowing their girlfriends were very possessive semes and sunk heavily in their seats.

"Alright class we've gone over what little I can give you for today. I want you all to go home and read over your syllabus and go to your student accounts to check for homework assignments starting Wednesday. I expect to see you all, nine fifteen sharp. Class dismissed."

Across the hallway similar activities had taken place when Sesshomaru graced the entire room of dominate semes with a deadly glare. It was a silent introduction they always made towards one another because of the dangers that lied when misidentifying a high classed seme.

He sat his brief case on the side of his desk, placing his cup of hot coffee on the side as he turned to his marker board and wrote his entire name and the class's title in bold blue. He chose to wear a high powered gunmetal gray suit, crisped and pressed to perfection. He kept his hair combed back from over his eyes, being sure every single one of these students could make eye contact with him when he addressed them.

A sharp glide over the class told him he had ten seme students, two females, and only one human. Excellent, the less humans the better.

"Good morning to you all, my name is Professor Sesshomaru Kurosaki, your new summer semester instructor for Seme Introduction 101. Today will be kept brief since I'll only be telling you about what we'll be learning as the semester carry on and what you should expect."

He noticed a few of them lecherously eyeing his crotch and quickly retaliated. "Before we begin I'd like to state that the man you see before you is one hundred perfect seme through and through. I give and will never receive. If any of you try to prove me otherwise and I'll gladly give you a reason to be transfer to the class room across the hall. Are we clear?"

Every single one of them snapped to attention after that threat and Sesshomaru had to keep his prideful smirk at bay. Instead he reached around for his clip board and began listing off each seme's name, staring from the front row and going to the back.

"When I call out your names, either answer here or present." The classroom grumbled their agreements.

"Kohaku." A cocky human.

"Here."

"Koga." A smartass, horny wolf demon.

"Present."

"Naraku." A very dominating spider demon.

"Present."

"Byakuya." A sassy mouth spider demon.

"Here."

"InuTaisho." A temperamental dog demon.

"Here."

"Ryura." A highly seductive dragon demon.

"Present."

"Kagura." An enchanting wind demon.

"Here."

"Ayame." A feisty red haired wolf demon.

"Present."

Interestingly, Sesshomaru had to double back on one of the names and lifted an eyebrow at the one named Kohaku seated directly in front of him. He studied over the boy's features and youthful looks for a moment, "You there."

"Yes?" Kohaku straightened up.

"Are you sure you're seme?" Sesshomaru highly doubted it. Nothing oozed masculine Alpha from this kid's aura. Perhaps he was a late bloomer.

"Oh yes sir, I'm positive I'm seme all the way."

"Hm, we'll see." Sesshomaru exchanged his clipboard for a stack of forms, and handed them to Kohaku to start passing around the class. "This form will give you a description of what to expect when attending my class. I expect one hundred percent attendance and the grading policy can be read on the back of each one. We'll go over every know methods you can use to be sure you get a uke and keep your uke under lock. We'll begin with the basics all the way up to learning the physical structure of each uke, what makes them tick, how they interact with semes and how to coexist. Not much will be given today, so use this free time to brush up on what you'll gain from taking this course. I expect to you see all here again Wednesday at nine o'clock. Any lates will be given extra homework and if you get more than two tardies or three unexcused absences I'll excuse you from the class. Are there any questions?"

The ten students all looked around at each other and when none spoke a word, Sesshomaru waved his hand. "Good, be prepared with the usual supplies for next period. If you have any questions, contact me through email and be sure to check your student accounts weekly for future assignments. Class dismissed."

TBC: Ukes you stay in your classroom and Semes you stay in yours.