6. NekoSensei, Princess Tutu: ratgirl407 (1/2)

author note (ratgirl407): someone suggested i do this pairing, and it was just too bizarre to pass up. i may have went a bit off the beaten path with what those expected from this oneshot, but i think it turned out pretty good. i had some problems on how to end it, i def did not want to move into the animal/ human relationship. i sort of decided on a one-sided love. i hope you guys like it!

princess tutu/ inuyasha

neko-sensei/ kagome o.o

disclaimer- i neither own princess tutu or inuyasha. all characters belong to their respectable owners.

summary: kagome after arriving home for the last time finds the love of dance. after going to school and being in a troupe. she finds of a teaching job for ballet. of course she is accepted, but she isn't quite sure about a certain cat that lingers around the campus.

"oh where did i leave it?" kagome questioned to herself as she fell to her hands and knees attempting to look under her bed. moving an empty suitcase she squinted her eyes as if to peer into the murky darkness that covered the various objects that gravitated under her bed. unable to find what she was looking for she sat upright now resting on her legs.

she frowned and thought for only a moment, "okay…" she drawled out peering around her bedroom as if gathering her thoughts. "where did i leave you?" kagome asked into the emptiness.

sitting up slightly, her hand connected with the bed so it could help her to stand. once on her feet she took off out of the bedroom and glanced once more around the small living room. her

ight blue eyes did a once over of the room and for a moment she seemed to give up hope. a small spark of hopefulness shined across her face and she took off in the direction of the tiny laundry room that her apartment had. thankfully she did not have to walk the some odd blocks to pay to use the launder mat.

kagome skidded to a halt when she curved around the doorway, her socks sliding on the tiled floor. reaching her hands out she balanced herself before she could fall. her hip hit the side of the washer and she winced at the sharp pain. that's what one got when they ran inside. she should have listened to her mother.

ignoring the soreness she opened the dryer door and a red duffle bag sat inside it. "there you are" she commented as if the object could speak to her. her delicate hand swept into the space and grabbed the bag by its shoulder strap. heaving the heavy thing out she quickly placed it on top of the dryer as she closed the door on the machine.

she turned and quickly made her way out of the small room, this time to the front entrance of her apartment, reaching down she scooped up a pair of comfortable shoes; mere slip on's. she held up her body by placing a hand on the wall next to her as she slipped one shoe on then the other.

once her shoes were on kagome went back for her duffle bag, not hesitating as she grabbed the shoulder strap and slipped it onto her own shoulder. then she quickly went to the front doorway. her house keys rested on a small table in the front entrance and she quickly scooped them up as she opened the front door.

somehow with such grace, or maybe it was luck she curved around the door and quickly slammed the entry after her, instantly locking her apartment up. stuffing the jingling keys in her duffle bag she

iskly walked to the staircase to the first floor of the apartment building.

sometimes two at a time kagome skipped the steps in an attempt to hurry, almost stumbling at some parts. her hand gripped the railing as she felt herself shot forward. her body came to a halt as her hand clung to the railing, herself mere inches from the cement steps. "go slow kagome go slow" she commanded herself, trying to persuade herself that being late was better than being injured.

this time she gathered herself and this time walked carefully towards kinken academy. it was a smaller school that was meant for the artistically gifted. returning home from the past she had enough of fighting and history. eventually she found a love of dance, something she never thought of being interested in before. it was a way to express herself that she never could before. classes soon started and she found out that with the quick reflexes that she needed in the past, it helped her with her dance. eventually she went to university (studying in ballet) then she was scouted to dance for several troupes. she settled on one of the more prestigious troupe and they toured many places.

kagome shifted her shoulder strap and continued to walk towards the school. she stayed with the troupe for a while, and she eventually sought after something new to do with her life. a friend in her recent troupe had heard of a ballet teacher position that had opened up, she applied and eventually got the job at the kinken academy.

she slowed her pace once reaching the outskirts of the school, now being able to see some of the students making their way to their classes. some of the teachers who lived off campus as well headed that way.

kagome smiled now traveling at a calm pace, she decided to stay off campus (as it was the choice of the teachers) though she loved children she knew that she would want the quietness of away from campus.

her black hair swished in the light

eeze and her eyes glowed as the sun hit her face, those who were making their way to the academy had to marvel at the newest teacher's beauty.

though it was the first day back for students, she had been at the school much longer. since needed to settle into her apartment and prepare what she needed to teach for the semester. she knew exactly what way she was going, and she was even able to meet some of the other teachers at the school. kagome glided across campus, and slowly students began to wonder about the new teacher and what she would be teaching.

a gust of air blew past her and it swept up her hair for a moment, her hand came up to tame the ruffled hair. though it was windy out the air was warm that it was still nice out. making her way to her classroom she opened one of the doors that led inside and she stepped in.

the room was both dark and

ight at the same time. the windows across the room let in the sun's rays and it gleamed across the shined floor. a dance studio always gave her a thrill somehow.

of course she would always enjoy the rush of running through forests or notching an arrow and letting it wiz through the air only to strike an opponent. one would think a dance studio would be too boring for such a hero as she was. they would be mistaken though, even the simple things in life like a studio could put a fire in her stomach and give her a sense of excitement.

kagome stepped into the room, now adorning a unitard and a light skirt over it. her pointe shoes hung loosely from her fingertips. she stepped barefoot into the studio; her feet felt the coolness of the shined wooden floor.

mirrors adorned the walls around her, able to see her elegant figure within the dark room. standing for a moment she peered into the mirrors around her, almost analyzing how much she had aged since her years of traveling to the past.

kagome stood for only a moment more and then carefully sat down on the ground to lace up her shoes so she may practice for a bit before her class arrived. the strands of ribbon felt cool on her hands as she twisted it around her legs then promptly tied them.

she stood and elegantly walked over to the ballet bar that was mounted over at the wall. her hand gripped the wooden bar and slowly she began to stretch for the day. she would be expected to dance many hours whilst teaching her classes so one had to be prepared.

in her own thoughts she hardly noticed a rather cubby grey cat slide into the studio and sit on the floor intent on watching her. it's head was cocked in a way that it almost looked as though the animal was admiring her as she stretched and worked her way through easier movements.

those who lived around the area would have recognized the cat immediately. for as long as they knew, the feline wandered around the town. more so he drifted towards the campus.

kagome continued to work through the easy movements, almost humming along to tchaikovsky's coffee (arabian dance) from the nutcracker. the slow movements of the dance slipped into her body and she focused onto herself in the mirror.

movement behind her caught her blue eyes as she gracefully danced. kagome watched as the cat that slipped into the studio just sat watching her with such precision it was unnerving.

calming her movements, she slipped from her ballet position to a relaxed pose. kagome turned to look at the feline behind her.

all the cat did was stare at her and she was starting to feel uncomfortable. she had heard of some instructors mention the odd cat. it wandered around campus as if it knew the place. she had yet to see the animal though. "well hello" she spoke to the animal as if it would reply back, though she knew it never would.

the cat merely nodded its head, almost in a slight incline that it could have been mistaken for a greeting. taken back by the odd feline kagome approached the animal almost hesitantly. her ballet slippers

ushed against the polished wooden floor.

she half expected the animal to run when she got close, but it just sat there as she walked to it. when it never budged she sat in front of the creature and stared down to it. "i guess you know most people here" she spoke to the cat. kagome frowned when she noticed that she was speaking with a cat. stranger things had happened to her though. "i haven't had the pleasure of meeting you yet" she replied crossing her legs in front of her and curling her back forward so she could rest her elbows on her knees; then plopping her head into the palms of her hands.

a twinkle sparked his eyes and the cat pushed forward to her slightly, raising a paw and holding it out as if to say 'hello'.

kagome let a

eathy amused laugh escape as she noticed what the cat was doing. reaching an elegant hand out she curled it around the furry paw of the cat in front of her. "nice to meet you, i'm kagome" she politely responded.

a few months into the semester she settled in and enjoyed her classes, also from what she knew about her students they enjoyed her class as well.

"miss. kagome!" she heard two female voices screech at her at the end of her class. turning her head she could have sighed at the girls who decided to grab her attention.

"yes?" she asked as pike and lillie, the two girls were nice on the outside, but they did love the gossip and drama around the school grounds. kagome almost smirked at the odd similarities between her friends back when she was still searching for the jewel fragments.

she guessed girls like them would always linger in whatever school she attended or taught at.

the blond haired girl spoke up "miss. kagome could you show us one dance please?" she pleaded. her hands clasped together in front of her body and pike looked onward as she waited for the answer as well.

she

ought a hand up to tuck a loose strand of black hair behind her ear. "how about tomorrow instead?" she tried to reason with her beginner students. "at the start of class i'll have a dance prepared for you all". it wasn't like she couldn't have danced at the moment; she was prepared for it actually. her pointe shoes were laced on her feet and her garment was proper to dance in.

it was her last class for the day, and she would have just rather head back to her apartment than perform.

some of the students accepted her answer and packed up the things they needed, some others continued to almost plead with sad eyes. "i know you all have at least some class later, i'd suggest you all pick up the pace" she kindly joked with the girls who lagged in the studio still. as they continued to pack up their things she unlaced her slippers and walked to her own bag to retrieve proper walking shoes.

"look it's mr. cat!" one of the young girls shouted and pointed to the far corner of the room. an open window with a ledge attached probably allowed the cat to enter the studio.

kagome mildly hushed the outspoken girl, who in return flustered at being reprimanded.

the cat had appeared so many times around the studio, they almost claimed him as their mascot, even giving him a name 'mr. cat'.

"girls" she warned the remaining children in her class. "mr. cat will be here tomorrow," she told them as she persuaded them to leave the dance class finally.