Author's Note: This has been rattling around in my head for a while.

Summary: When Konoha High burned down, the students were forced to transfer to the nearby private academy owned by the Taisho family. But as the Uchiha brothers discover, the Taisho family owns much more than the school. Kagome/Harem Drabbles/Oneshots

Pairing: Kagome/Harem (Suggestions welcome)

The One Rule

"Fucking uniforms," Uzumaki Naruto grumbled as he and his other cohorts started up the courtyard's steps. "I can't believe we have to pay for this shit."

"Can you stop your cursing?" Sakura pined as she smoothed her pleated skirt. "We're going to be around kids of wealth now. So we have to act a bit more sophisticated."

"Hmph, Teme is rich as hell and he cusses," Naruto pointed out feeling his eyes ache at the sunlight refracting off the academy's looming bronze Inugami perched at the entrance. The trio stopped before the statue's shadow at looked up at their new 'mascot'. "Woah…"

Sakura tugged on her pink locks reflexively. She had spent two hours extra getting ready this morning and still she felt… plain against the greatness of this school and she hadn't even walked through the wrought iron gates yet! "Ne Sasuke-kun, why didn't you come here instead of public school like us?" He certainly was the only one who could afford it in the past.

But due to recent events, tuition had been significantly lowered to those less privileged.

The Uchiha tossed a haughty look up to the impressive monument with a blasé countenance. "Father dislikes anything to do with the Taisho family. Even Hyuuga is more tolerable than they."

Sakura rolled her eyes, knowing Sasuke was simply saying Fugaku's words verbatim. "Why?"

Sasuke merely shrugged. "It is rumored they have gained their wealth through unconventional means."

"Since when does illegal activity slight your father's favor?" piped a shrill voice as Yamanaka Ino fluttered into view and twirled a bit too whimsically about the trio. "Itachi seems to run with Akatsuki enough for anybody's notice… and yet he is still the favorite, ne Sasuke-kun?"

One look in the rigidity of Sasuke's posture and you could see the resentment coiling tight knots in his muscles ready to snap.

"Buzz off Ino-pig," Sakura snapped. "And go find another boy to swoon over."

"Oh but my days of swooning are over, Forehead," Ino chimed as she twirled in her extremely plaid skirt. "No longer is the great Uchiha Sasuke the only boy of wealth and looks… No longer is Yamanaka Ino going to sit at lunch with a lazy bum and fat kid… Gone are the days of perverted senseis and barbaric classmates! Now is the time—Oi!" Ino hollered. "Come back here and listen to me!"

Naruto, Sakura and Sasuke were promptly walking away and into the academy's entrance while Ino was ushered to the dean's office due to her skirt not being to code.

"Kami, I thought she'd never shut up," Naruto groaned and hooked an arm around Sakura and Sasuke's necks. "Now let's compare schedules!"

The trio stopped beneath an alcove and watched as a swell of students rushed past to linger in the courtyard for a few precious moments before home room. They spied a few familiar faces hesitating outside clusters of cliques and a few in the center of them. The academy was a sight to behold truly. Located in the densely populated downtown Tokyo the school was haven of sorts with a mix of Gothic architecture and strong feudal Japanese influences the Academy was unique in its own right that it attracted a multitude of international students.

The trio fished out their class rosters respectively – Naruto un-crumpling his from his pockets, Sakura taking the wrinkles sheet out of binder and Sasuke having memorized his.

"Aw man, we have only two classes altogether!" Naruto bemoaned.

"Lunch does not count as a class, Dobe."

"I told you not to brush off those placement tests!" Sakura chastised the blond. "Oh look, Sasuke-kun we have quite a few together… oh jeez, why are you taking Advanced Calculus?"

"Itachi took it his sophomore year," Sasuke quipped as if it explained everything.

Sakura was about to argue when a disturbance rippled amongst the students in the courtyard. The three teenagers looked to the heart of it and watched as a trivet of students wandered in. Their presence was commanding and almost otherworldly.

"Who are they?" Sakura said aloud.

"Taisho," Sasuke said in a monotone but he withdrew into the shadows of the alcove to obscure his hawk-like watch over the strange students. He watched as they parted crowds like the sea and took their place against the courtyard's center fountain.

"They can't be related, the girl in the middle looks nothing like them," Naruto argued.

Said girl sat on a marble bench to watch the water percolate over the dancing cherubs while the two males stood watch. Her hair obscured her face but it was a rich velvety black as compared to the two other adolescents' translucent silver hair.

But then a foreign voice made itself known with a chuckle. "That's Higurashi Kagome and if you know any better you will keep away from her."

The three turned around to see a suave Senior leaning against a wall of ivy and a messenger bag draped across his chest.

"And just who are you?" Naruto demanded haughtily.

"Houshi Miroku, last year's homecoming prince and Taisho Academy's number one playboy."

Sakura blanched. "This can't be real…" How could so much male ego be contained in one human being?

Miroku winked back at the willowy rosette. "Oh but it is. And I assure you InuYasha's loud mouth will make an announcement to all you commoners soon enough, but since I am feeling spontaneously generous today I thought you three should know about Taisho Academy's unspoken rule."

"Unspoken rule?" Sakura said flatly. "What is this? A cult?"

Miroku shrugged. "We have one rule that is absolutely unbreakable." He held up one finger in a swift motion and his hand was stylishly bedecked with prayer beads. "One that would doom your social standing for the rest of your high school career."

"And that is…?" Sakura urged with an impatient lilt.

"No one goes near Higurashi Kagome."

Author's Note: This chapter's reference of 'commoner' was brought to you by Ouran High School's Host Club! Now who likes overdone High School fics? ~KK

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