Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Ouran Highschool Host club; they both belong to their respective owners/creators. Neither do I claim ownership to The University of Tokyo, also known as Tokyo U and Todai, or the people who work or study there that I have or will mention eventually.

Pairing: Higurashi Kagome/Morinozuka Takashi

Summary: Who would have thought a "commoner" like her, would be given the "pleasure" of being an assistant teacher at a place like this?

AN: I swear… I'm doing what I can to get out of my writer's block. I'm pretty sure there're not gonna be people who have read my other story here… but just in case:

It's not going well, guys. It's, uh… not going well. I really want to update Dreams of a Long Time Past, but I just can't write. I write something, end up not liking it and I just delete it.

Meh. I'm trying though… I have one page. Shut up. Don't look at me.

I'm shameful.

Damnit! There's a reason I only read stories! Right now my brain is going, "You shouldn't have done that~" Urgh, fuck you, brain.

Fuck you.

Oh and a big "Kudos~!" to the people who actually got that whole "You shouldn't have done that reference". Good for you, dude. Good for you. You are set for life, my friend. You will become something BIG. I totally perverted that as I wrote it. XD

Actual Story

Kagome was not amused.

Closing the door to the office, the 21-year-old nodded to the secretary, thanking her for the help, and made her way down the hall to the exit. The scowl on her face made her normally warm blue eyes, turn dark in irritation. Apparently, Yoshikazu-sensei volunteered her into "helping out" some rich school nearby, one of their history teachers is pregnant and will eventually leave for the last month of their semester.

Why the Dean had to choose her out of everyone, she will never fully understand.

Kagome's eyes narrowed. She will have to act as a teacher to some snob kids. Sighing, the girl opened the door and walked outside. At least this will take half of her community service hours. The former time traveler smirked, the deal she made with the Dean still fresh in her mind.

'He's willing to count this as professional experience, who am I to deny him this?' The girl's smirk turned into a smile as she walked away to the cafeteria for some much needed coffee.

AN: So yeah, this is it guys... I'll try, TRY, to update once a week. I'm not making any promises, though, since this is mostly for me to come out of my writer's block a little~ XD

So~ guys, if you have any ideas, comments, suggestions for either this story or the other one you can go ahead and spill your guts here or send me a PM. XD I would really like to know what the readers think will happen, or want to see happen~ and who knows, your comment could kick me out of the freakin' writer's block penthouse! *laughs*

Feel free to review and flame if you must. I never really cared for flames, so go ahead. Although, I would appreciate it if you gave me constructive criticism instead of just saying it sucks, ne?

Ja ne,

Bloodcherry