The Writer

Anime/Manga crossover

Kagome/Kyoya

I do not own the anime or manga's, I do not own the characters; I do however own the plot of this story.

Kagome was a modern day young writer with a bright future in the world of literature with already 5 Best Sellers in many countries. But her Author name is different than her original name: She goes by Sakura; but as Sakura is invited exclusively to talk at a University and High School. She just didn't expect it to be Ouran Academy for the rich and powerful.

She also didn't expect to find the nice girl in the apartment complex across from hers to be parading around in boy's clothes.

The Writer

Kagome looked up at the buildings as the small limo passed by them; she then looked over at Mizuki as she was shuffling through the diagrams and notes that Kagome would be saying to the class.

"Why exactly am I doing this again?" Kagome sighed, her publisher looked up from behind her glasses and moved her greenish colored hair from her glasses and tucked it behind her ear.

"It's fast easy money, it's simple- you tell these kids what it's like to be a successful writer with a bad block and her creative flow is practically shit for the moment." Mizuki stated simply as she handed Kagome the notes.

"Tell the kids to never stop reaching for their goals, that anything is possible… That sorta stuff, they'll eat it up." Mizuki started a cigarette and blew the smoke out the window. Kagome sighed and rubbed her eye's.

"Mizuki, I'm not much older or younger than those "kids" I will be speaking too."

The older woman shrugged and took another drag from the "cancer stick" as Kagome liked to call them. She then blew the smoke out of her nose like a dragon as she stared into Kagome's blue eyes with her own slightly golden ones.

"Look Kagome, I know you're only 18 almost 19 but you have a successful career already while these kids get a free ride through school and learning their family's big business trade. You had a choice to follow your dreams or what you were good at; at least you could say that it isn't too late to create your own path, because some of those kids don't have a choice." Mizuki said as she held the cigarette out the car window.

Kagome looked down and realized that Mizuki did have a point.

"Alright, where am I going first?"

"To the college; you're talking from 12-1 and answering any questions the students have and-or giving examples and helping each student figure out what they can or want to achieve later in their life; that will go on for however long you see fit. Then you will go to the high school and talk to the third years basically about the same thing, that will be from 3-4 and once again answering questions after, I feel like you should be leaving around 6 or so, but I'm not entirely sure in case you meet interesting people and want to stay longer. So when you're ready to leave just call and I'll send the limo your way."

Kagome blinked and nodded, getting a lump in her throat. Ever since she wrote her first novel a few years back (a few months after she left the Fuedal Era) her story had been a big hit, and she had written two other stories that went along with her first one, and then countless other works (some being published and some not.) But with 5 major Best Sellers in many countries she was no stranger to big crowds for being featured as a prodigy novelist of this time, one being so young as well made her extremely popular.

"Well, here we are. I'll be back around 2:30 to see if you're ready to cut the class and get something to eat or drink before we walk over to the High School." Mizuki said as she flicked the cigarette out the window.

"Excuse me? Walk?" Kagome asked, shouldering her bag with all her paper's and notes in it.

"Oh yes, the Ouran Academy is a grade school, middle school, high school- and even has a college campus not too far away. The high school and college are close to each other but the two are practically forbidden from communicating with each other student wise throughout the school day."

"Oh wow…" Kagome breathed with her eyes wide as she turned and looked at the towering building of the college. A door opened and Kagome slipped out and subconsciously tightened her grip on her bag. The limo door closed and Kagome swung around when she realized that Mizuki wasn't going to come in with her and help her.

"Oh, did you want me to come in?" Mizuki said poking her head out the open window. Kagome bit her lip and nodded. Mizuki raised an eyebrow and frowned slightly.

"Aww, did Kagome want me to come hold her hand?" She pouted at the end of the sentence and Kagome glared at her. Mizuki smirked and chuckled, waving slightly at her.

"Bye Kagome, I'll see you in a few hours." And with that the limo pulled away.

Kagome blinked owlishly and pinned the Visitors Pass that Mizuki gave her when she first got into the limo, and she strode towards the college, her calm and collected (and slightly pissed off) demeanor didn't give away to how much of a wreck she really was on the inside.

Sometimes she really hated Mizuki.