Chapter 4:
"Ok Kags, you're on your own." Sango said from inside her parked car. It amazed her how Kida turned her, new and improved in only three days; if she hadn't been there she would have sworn that this wasn't Kagome at all. "You nervous?" she asked when she noticed that she was fidgeting.
"No, it's just... what if I forget all the stuff that you guys had drilled into my brain? What if I lose my cool and get out of character and blow it. I'll be a laughing stock of the whole school. I'll have to transfer I'll…"
"Kagome." Sango cut off her frantic ranting, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You never forget anythingthough I wish you would sometimes." Kagome gave her a look. "You'll be fine." She assured her, giving her shoulder a light squeeze for comfort. Taking a deep breath she nodded her head in agreement. "You good now?"
"Yeah, thanks."
"No problem," she smiled at her. "Now get out." Kagome gaped at her, huffing dramatically
"What kind of friend are you?" she teased but got out anyways.
"Hey, I don't know you. As of right now, you're a complete stranger." She rolled her eyes as she closed the door. "Have a good first day of school." She sang as she pulled away from the curb, driving down the street, leaving Kagome to walk about two blocks to get to school. Taking another deep breath, she stuffed her hands in the pockets of her black leather jacket and began to walk
Friday night
Kida and Ayame dropped stacks of magazines on the small table in front of where Kagome was sitting, making her jump back some.
"What the hell is all this?" she asked as she stared at the towers.
"Magazines that generally revolve around men: sexy women, movies, sports, cars, that sort of thing." Ayame explained. Kagome hunched her shoulders, frowning.
"And you want me to do... what?"
"Study them, duhh!" all three women said in unison.
"ALL OF THEM! There's like over a hundred!" She shouted in disbelief.
"Don't be silly," Kida gestured with her hands, waving them lazily in the air. "There are only 75."
"Oh yeah, that makes a difference." She ranted.
"It does." Sango put in. "You study 25 tonight, 25 on Saturday and the rest on Sunday."
"Why can't I start studying tomorrow?" the ebony whined like a child.
"Because we have other things to do tomorrow." Kida scolded her. "Now get to work." She threw a few of the thinly books in front of her before she and the others walked away to give her privacy. Kagome looked at all the guy magazines, looking down in front of her. A busty blond dripping in water with only a black swatch of material barely covering her breast and crotch stared lustfully at her with black bedroom eyes.
Kagome almost cried.
Kagome shuddered voluntarily as she remembered all of the information she crammed into her head in just 3 days. Top sexiest women in the world, sports cars and the classics, movies, baseball, football, music, and anything else she jammed in that stupid big head that God gave her. She walked up to the school gates but didn't proceed any farther.
Saturday
Kagome and Sango sat in an empty Magnifique as Kida did her hair. She gripped the arms of the salon chair hard as Kida continued to cornrow; this was her first time so it was quite painful. She hissed when she pulled the hairs and the end of her neck; those hurt the worst.
"Almost done, I have like four more." She promised as she finished braiding the end of the tail.
"Why do I have to do this?" she asked, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as Kida started another row.
"So that the latex edged wig that I made for you will stick to your skin so no matter hard you tug, it won't come off."
"No!" she turned her head to look at her, "I still have to appear in school as me on Tuesdays and Thursdays." She replied, already panicking. Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all.
"Calm down. If you pull it by the hair, it won't come off, but if you lift it by the edges it will." She explained, turning her head back around to finish. Kagome sucked in some air to calm herself down, she was getting anxious and she wanted to do this experiment so badly, she didn't want anything to go wrong.
"All done." She swiveled the chair around to let her see the mirror. She smiled some as she studied her new hairdo. She touched each braid gently, counting fifteen in all.
"You look good Kags." Sango complimented catching her gaze through the mirror. Admiring her hair, she brushed her hand gingerly down the back of her head until her fingers grazed the tips
"I like it a lot!"
"Uh oh, Kagome's going hood on us." She teased, making her laugh.
"Ok, what's next?" She turned her attention back to Kida.
"Next is the tanning," she looked at the clock. "Good, we have enough time to do it before my boss gets here. I don't want her to know I'm letting you do this for free." She began to walk towards the tanning room.
"No, I don't want you to get into trouble. Let me pay for it." Kagome proposed getting up to follow her; Kida dismissed the thought with a flick of her hand.
"Don't worry about it. We get so many pasty chicks now days it won't even matter." She declared opening the blue curtain revealing another hallway. Brunt orange and gold colored the walls, mimicking a sunset; palm trees were painted along the walls accompanied by tropical flowers on the floor and ceiling. There were eight tanning rooms, all concealed by doors made of thick bamboo shoots. They followed the stylist all the way down the last door unlocking it, she pulled it opened, flicking on the lights; the bright florescent lights blinding them for a second. Their eyes now adjusted to the light they could see what was inside. A full size tanning bed sat dormant on the left side of the room, above was a stereo built into the wall, an assortment of CDs sat neatly on the counter beside the bed. To the right was another larger counter, cosmetics and the necessary equipment laid on top of it.
Walking over, Kida opened the cabinets underneath, waving her hand over the spray containers; she stopped her hand above the one she wanted.
"Ok. Take off your clothes." She ordered, shaking the canister in her hand.
"What's that?" Kagome asked cautiously, stepping out of her shoes.
"It's a unique tanning spray. I'll put this on your skin before you go in so you'll come out with a natural olive complexion. I'll only have to spray this on twice out of the four times you'll do this."
"Four?" She pulled her shirt over her head being extra careful not to hit her braids.
"Yeah, twice today, you'll do another one before I close the shop, and twice tomorrow when I put your body hair on.
"Body hair!" Kagome stopped midway of taking off her underwear to gawk up at her.
"Chill will ya. I'll explain when we're done here. Now go stand on the protective mat over there." She directed her to the plastic covering in the middle of the floor. "Lift your arms up and spread your legs a little more and keep you eyes and mouth closed." Kida instructed behind the mask covering that she put on. Kagome did as she was told. She hissed loudly when she felt her hair was being moved as Kida tried gently to tuck it into a plastic shower cap.
"Sorry." She muttered as she now began to cover an even layer of tanning spray over Kagome's naked body. Inspecting her to make sure she didn't miss any spots, she moved over the tanning bed, turning it on, she lifted the lid. "The glasses are going to smear the spray and leave tan lines so I'm going to need you to keep your eyes shut for the next 20 minutes got it? Unless you wanna go blind that is."
"I won't open them." She promised as she eased herself on the bed, leaning back until her head rested the cushion that was inside. Kida waited until her she shut her eyes before closing the lid.
"I gota go prep. Be back when you're done."
"Alright." Both girls said together as she stepped out. Sango sat on top the counter that had all the CDs, flipping through one of the guy magazines.
"I think Angelina Jolie is totally overrated." She stated, observing her picture.
"Tell me about it. But she did kick major ass in the tomb raider movies." Kagome responded raising her voice so that it could be heard from outside the bed.
"Yeah but I like the first one better than the second."
"Really? I liked them both." Sango shrugged as she continued to flip through the book.
"You know what this remains me of?"
"What?"
"Final Destination 3, where the two goofy girls di…
"La lalalalala! I can't hear you!" Kagome cut her off; she had been thinking the same thing. She heard her so-called friend laughing at her.
"Have you cheated death lately Kags?"
"Shut up!" of course she hadn't.
"Don't worry I'll save you if the tanning bed just spontaneously catches on fire." She taunted.
"Ima get a sex change so you can officially suck my dick."
"Wow! Talking like a man already." Sango smiled as Kagome refused to speak for the remainder of the time.
(Sunday afternoon)
"Oh my Gosh! I have hair on my arms and legs!" Kagome exclaimed as she raised her arms to her face to get a better look.
"You can barely see them now that you're finished tanning." Ayame pointed out. She had come over Kida's apartment after she was finished with work.
"Yeah put I know that they're there and it feels kinda weird." She shivered when she rubbed her calves together. "And I have no boobs." She said sadly placing her hands on her now flat chest, the thick, white elastic band wrapping around her torso, binding her breast.
"It would look weird if you did have them." Sango said from beside her.
"Yeah, but I miss them already."
"You're so goofy." Kida commented. "Does your head still hurt?" she shook her head no. Grabbing a few bobby pins she pinned the ends of her braids up so that they wouldn't show before taking the hand made wig, skillfully placing is on her head, pressing on the edges of it, sticking the adhesive to her skin.
"Ok, here are the colored contacts that you ordered and some clothes." Ayame placed the items in her lap. She got up of the chair and walked into the bathroom to change.
"You think she's going to actually look like a guy?" Ayame asked doubtfully.
"We'll see when she comes out." Kida said with confidence.
"I think I have to agree with Ayame. A change of hair, eye color, a tan, and clothes doesn't really make a guy."
Kida sighed, "Have some faith will ya."
"But…" Sango was cut off at the sound of Kagome clearing her throat. Three heads turned in her direction as three jaws dropped to the ground and three pairs of eyes practically popped out as they stared at the woman, no at the man before them.
"Oh my Goodness!" All three women said together.
"Kags, you look… I mean… wow I …" Sango was speechless at her friend's dramatic change
"See I told you." Kida boasted. "You look great!"
"Thanks," Her smile was so bright.
"What do you think Ayame?" Sango asked, nudging her some. She blinked a few time.
"I think I just came." A roar of laughter erupted through the room. "Turn around, do a spin." She instructed ecstatically, twirling her index finger in the air. Kagome gladly indulged her. "Damn your ass looks good in them jeans." She laughed harder. "You definitely have to where that outfit tomorrow. Ok, now all you need to do is learn how to strut like a guy and talk like one." Kagome nodded her head as she followed her lead.
Her nervousness was now flooding back through her mind. Knowledge wasn't an issue with her of course. It was the appearance wise; what if someone that knew her like her recognized her? What if…
Her thoughts were broken when someone bumped into her, knocking her book bag off her shoulder and on the ground
"Oh snap!" A familiar voice exclaimed, "My bad dude." Her heart plummeted as she stared face to face with her brother. She watched as he picked up her black book bag, holding it out for her. She remained motionless.
"Uh? Isn't this yours?" he gave her a strange look. Kagome shook out of her fear, clearing her throat she grabbed on of the straps.
"Thanks."
"No prob." Weirdo was written all over Souta's face as he turned on his heels and walked through the gates. Kagome let out a breath that she didn't realize she was holding.
Her brother, her own flesh and blood looked her dead in the face and didn't recognize her. A smirked played on her face, but inside her head she was doing the running man.
This would work out after all! She thought as she walked up the stone steps and to "his" first day of school. (A/n: I'm going to start referring Kagome as him now, just so you guys aren't too confused and me too!)
He walked down the crowded halls towards the principal's office, turning heads and starting gossip as he went.
"Who's that?"
"What's his name?"
"He's sexy as hell!"
"I wonder if he has a girlfriend."
"Is he new?" Were among the many questions that came out of the girls' mouths. The guys, however, said nothing but looked to size up their competition. Remember that he was new; he shouldn't know where he was suppose to go so he asked. Stepping in the path of a girl, flashing a smile,
"Excuse me, I'm sort of lost. I need to find the principal's office to get my schedule. Would you mind showing me the way?" His voice was two pitches deeper than his original and slightly coated with an accent. The girl, who he now realized was Margaret Fields, the girl ranked # 2 as the school slut and one of his enemies, blushed some as she stared at him.
He was a head taller than she, with dark brown hair with blond highlights that touched the back of his neck; the bang covering his forehead. His bluish-green eyes stood out against his olive tone skin, with defined cheek bones, a strong jaw, and delicious mouth, he somewhat looked like a girl, which made him all the more sexy. Her eyes traveled down, he had a small build but she couldn't tell if he was muscular because of the leather jacket he was wearing. Underneath was an opened blue and black pin stripped button down shirt covering a colored cream T-shirt; Finishing off with black baggy jeans and matching shoes. She unconsciously licked her lips. A tap on the shoulder disturbed her dirty thoughts. Looking up, her black eyes met smiling bi-colored ones.
"Are you ok?" his voice was like music to her ears.
"Yes, I'm fine and I will be your temporary guide." She melted when he smiled at her.
"Thank you." He began to walk with her.
"So where are you from?" the girl asked, not looking up at him.
"Athens." She stared at him in shock.
"What made you come all the way over here?" he shrugged
"I wanted to see what life was like outside Greek walls." He lied quickly.
"Say something in your language." She told him.
"I will be very shocked if I didn't catch a sexual transmitted disease by just standing near you." He said with a smile.
"Wow, that sounded so romantic." He forced himself not to roll his eyes; for some reason, he knew she would say some shit like that.
"Well, I guess I've reached my destination." He announced, grabbed the brass knob.
"Ah, wait, I didn't get your name." she stopped him by gripping the sleeve of his jacket. He gently held her hand in his, skimming his thumb over her knuckles.
"It's Mathias." He said before letting go and walking through the door. He looked at his hand, gagging in his mouth.
Damn! Where is the hand sanitizer!
Inuyasha sat in homeroom in silence; folding his arms on his desk, laying his cheek on them, he looked at the cover of Bankotsu's book. Death Comes in Threes was written in red bold letter that looked like dripping blood; He was always reading murder mystery book. He had joked that one day Bankotsu was going to kill them all and get away with it. It creep him out even more when he just gave him a sinister grin and went back to reading. He was the weird one in their group after all. He sighed quietly; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break his thoughts about what happened just hours ago.
Inuyasha walked down the last step, heading towards the kitchen to grab something to eat before he went to school. He stopped suddenly when he saw Sesshomaru sitting at the marble island in the middle of it. His long jet-black hair (A/n: don't hate me!) was combed to perfection; not a single hair out of place. It sort of shocked him that he was wasn't wearing one of his many suits but a black silk shirt, with a few buttons undone with black slacks. Working his way through half a bagel next to a cup of steaming hot coffee, he looked like he was too engaged in the stock reports on the small plasma screen to notice him. Moving passed him, Inuyasha grabbed a bagel from the breadbox; splitting it, he popped it into the toaster. Only the voices from the T.V were the only thing that kept the room from being silent. He gingerly took the hot bread out of the toaster, placing them on a small plate; smearing cream cheese on one half. Hurriedly, he finishing his food in silence, dusting off crumbs off his dark green shirt, he opened the metal refrigerator door pulling out a jug of orange juice, pouring in it a glass. Wanting to get out of the room and away from Sesshomaru, he quickly guzzled down his drink; grabbing the plate, he put both items in the sink before making a quick exit.
"Inuyasha." He clenched his jaw when Sesshomaru called out. He stopped but didn't turn around nor speak to him. "I'm sorry." Those two words had his eyes bulging out of his head.
Did I just hear that? Did Sesshomaru just say 'I'm sorry'? He must've be dreaming. This had to be a game. No way would the cold, heartless, stoic Sesshomaru Taisho apologize for anything. "I understand that you're angry that I haven't been apart of your life; that I've isolated you from mine." He paused for a moment, staring at Inuyasha's back. "But I do care about you, even if I show it in a fucked up way, I do. I would appreciate it if you would give me a chance to show you." Inuyasha tuned sideways, staring right back at him; his brother's face showed no emotion, but what was that flashing in his eyes? Regret, a plea to give him a chance. There was no way this was a trick, something to please their father; this was for real. He sighed in defeat.
"Whatever."
He regretted looking at him. He would have said no, that's what he was planning to do; just tell him to take his offer and go to hell. But his eyes, he had never seen so much emotion in them before, at all for that matter. He meant what he said so for that, he'll take him up on it. He groaned, feeling like he was making the biggest mistake ever.
"You ok?" he heard Bankotsu ask.
"Yeah, just thinking." He turned his head the other way, focusing his attention on the two women by the window. Sango, her dark hair pulled up in a high ponytail, dressed in a brown T-shirt with a gold pattern in the front and tight blue jeans with brown shoes was talking and laughing with a girl that wasn't his raven haired beauty. This one had red hair that touched her shoulders and down her back and green eyes. Her green and black fitted shirt showed off her toned arms, full chest, and flat stomach. Black-heeled boots covered the legs of her jeans. He remembered her being at the mall with the other girls and though she was very stunning, she wasn't his Kagome; where was she? She never missed school ever and he knew that she wasn't doing a study aboard project again; she didn't do that until summer time. Maybe she was sick or something. He'd asked Sango but that would only raise suspicion of why he cared. Groaning again, he hid his face within his folded arms. He was to busy sulking to hear the door open.
"Class we have a new student." The homeroom teacher announced suddenly. Everyone, including him, turned their eyes to the front of the room to see a very handsome, stylish young man smiling back at them. "Tell us about yourself." The teacher instructed.
"Well, my name is Mathias Alexander. I live in Athens, Greece. I'm in to biology and science and I will be studying here for the remainder of this semester." The sound of his fluid voice traveled through the room, making the girls sigh lovingly. Miroku leaned back in his seat
"Sounds like a total nerd to me." He said to Inuyasha who snorted in response.
"I hope that I will have a pleasant experience while I'm here." The two boys watched as Mathias looked directly at Sango and then winked at her; a giggle coming soon after. Miroku's mouth dropped.
"No the fuck he didn't just make a move on her." His voice mixed with disbelief, anger, and annoyance. Inuyasha leaned forward, resting his chin on his friend's shoulder.
"Looks like someone needs to show the new kid where he belongs." That put a smile on his face.
"I damn sure hope he has gym with us." A wicked grin spread on their mouths, thinking about how much fun they would have today.
