Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or its characters; that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor do I own Diabolik Lover or its characters; that right belongs to Rejet.

Kagome stumbled into her bedroom, feeling completely drained. Her day at school had been hectic because of graduation for her class. And then she had made a last-minute decision to go to take that tour. She wished hard that Yuka had been there. But the evening hadn't been a total bust. Smiling as she reached under her pillow, pulling out her diary, she opened it and started writing.

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I guess these past few days have been odd. I mean seriously, today took the cake. Biting the bullet, I had finally made the call to take that free tour. It was still early evening, and the school had not officially opened. But, of course, there were still students there. And that is where I am going to start today — my brief and exhausting encounter with two of them.

The bus that runs out there is a bit of a ride, though shorter due to my middle school's location in the city. But still, the ride home was over 45 minutes. Anyways, I entered and was impressed. The place is like an architect's wet dream. The outside and inside are a bit gothic. Really pretty. And like usual, I was not being situationally aware and bumped into one of the students attending.

That boy, let me tell you, he had to be a foreigner from looks alone. Red hair, green eyes that almost put Buyo's to shame. He wore a Fedora of all things. I dunno why, but I got a strange vibe from him as he helped me up. Only to realize I was clutching the letter for the tour in my hands. Jerk, he snagged it from me and wouldn't let me have it. Though the way he smiled was distracting, and I am sure meant to disarm and get his way. (He reeked of a playboy, Eww!)

I used my manners; Mama would have killed me otherwise and asked for it back. He refused. This kept on for a bit, me explaining that I just needed it and to direct me to the main office. Nope, he just teased me and kept it out of my reach. I swear I hate being so short! Well, eventually, someone spoke up from behind me. This caused the guy to pause. I didn't bother to look. Instead, I tried to get my letter back, just to have him hold it over his head.

Ugh! I swear the way he smirked; it was like he expected me to melt. Idiot! Well, that was stopped when someone else pulled the paper from his hands — making him turn around pissed off, which I had to fight to keep from laughing. He looked like a little kid who had his toy stolen. But the way he backed up told me that he wouldn't mess with whoever did it. And thus I met one of the staff.

He sent the boy and apparently his brother, who had black hair and very red eyes that were not hidden behind the small oval glasses he wore. I swear, both were... very... pretty? Yeah! That is a good way to describe them. But still, I digress, Boys = Ewww! Back to the topic at hand, I seem to want to segway a lot tonight shows how mentally drained I am.

The staff member introduced himself as Kouga Okami, English Teacher. He escorted me to the office, where I met two other teachers and the Dean of the school himself. Let me tell you; I think I know how the Ugly Duckling felt surrounded by all the pretty swans. Each of them was exotic. Mr. Okami, he was tall, tan-skinned, had his hair up in a ponytail and no joke, it hung to his butt! And blue eyes very much like my own.

The other three... the P.E. Teacher was his wife, Ayame Okami. Like her husband, she had tanned skin, but her hair was red, just as long and in a low ponytail, and her eyes were like polished emeralds. Now, I am familiar with genetics and stuff.. and that eyes can come out in random odd colors outside the typical spectrum. Mine is a deep sapphire... not common in Japanese people. But these were like literal Emeralds like mama has for one of her Necklaces.

Next comes the Science Teacher, Shippo K. Tsune... He was tall, fair-skinned, a more auburn red then the flaming locks of Mrs. Okami... and his eyes were like Jade. He had an easy-going smile and was almost very hyperactive. He seemed really intent on getting to know me. It was a bit odd and somewhat creepy, to be honest.

But the one that blew them all away was the Dean of the school. Sesshomaru Taisho. All that long white hair, pale skin that looked to be kissed by moonlight. His eyes reminded me of melted gold. Sincerely... thank you, science class, for playing with temps and metal smelting. This means my description is very accurate. But he looked like he could be flipping royalty. With his fine bone features, long fingers on hands that looked like they've never done any hard work, like ever.

The meeting was fairly quick, as I learned that those four and one more made up the school board. And like with that red-headed guy, I got this strange feeling crawling over my skin. As if I should be on alert, tense, waiting for danger. But they were friendly people. Really kind and accepting. They were patient as I was given the tour, got to see a few more of the students as they trickled into the school. Then we were back at the main office.

I am proud of myself, though, and I wasn't intimidated by them or the few students who were there. Once we entered the office, the questioning about whether I would be attending when the next school season started up again. It had me pausing and contemplating. And I came up with a brilliant, if not cocky idea. Then I broached it, telling them that I would love to come to the school. But I'd feel more comfortable about it if my friend Yuka came as well.

This had them staring at me and blinking. It was rather comical before Dean Taisho said than done. I was shocked and just looked at him. Only to have the man asked if there was anything else I might want... I just shook my head no and told them I had better go to catch the bus home. To which Mrs. Okami offered to walk me to the front of the school as the other students were finally arriving. And I met the last member of the board, the school's doctor, Reinhart.

If the others had made my skin feel like it was crawling, this man... he set me on edge I wanted to run. He looked harmless and very pretty, just like everyone else. But how do I describe this accurately? It was as if.. he oozed a type of evil... I dunno how else to say this. But I was glad when I passed him, and Mrs. Okami got me to the front gates.

As she finished writing her entry, Kagome brought the pen to her mouth and chewed on the end of it lightly. It was bizarre to have the feeling of her skin crawling, and wanting to run like that. Her gut was telling her to be wary. Though for the life of her, she couldn't figure it out. So, with a sigh, she closed the diary, clipped the pin in its little holder pocket, and shoved it under her pillow again.

It was time for a long relaxing bath. And she felt she needed it. Then a good night's sleep.

"Was that the girl you guys were wanting to come to the school?"

"... Yes, Reinhart. And unfortunately, she almost had a bad opinion of the school thanks to one of your brood."

There was gold on gold stare down for but a few seconds before the blond man looked away and shrugged.

"She had an interesting feel to her? Just why is she so important to you all? You never explained anything to me," Reinhart asked.

There was silence as the door opened, and Ayame walked back in. The way her eyes were narrowed on the blond man's back spoke volumes of how she felt about him.

"That is something we do need to discuss with you. But not at this point," Shippo said, standing up from his chair and crossed the room to stand before Reinhart. "When she acclimates and feels comfortable here. Then we will discuss it. And don't try to research her, she is fucking off limits to you oh gracious, demon king..."

With that, Shippo left the office, rudely brushing against Reinhart's shoulder. While the man just lifted an eyebrow at the man behind the desk. He was used to the Fox demon's attitude towards him. It had been made clear two centuries earlier when Reinhart had broached the subject of a school for 'special' students to be opened. It hadn't taken him much to convince the great western lord. Which had struck an odd chord then, but he hadn't questioned it.

"You can do what you want, but she is off-limits unless she comes to you and expresses an interest. Same with your... children, Karlheinz. I do not want that girl feeling like she is cornered. I will kill your children if they do it, then I will come for you, Vampire," Sesshomaru said, giving a fanged smile.

Widening his eyes ever so slightly, one Karlheinz, couldn't help but wonder just what was so special about a petite human girl that the four strongest demons alive would have an interest in her. Hell, he knew that there was something off with the four of them to begin with.

"Fine, I will also inform all eleven of my children not to hound her. But you know how the boys are. And if she has already garnered the attention of even one of them, well..." he said, smiling smugly and shrugging as he turned and left.

He was intrigued by the girl. She had been so lost in looking at the building that she had walked right into him. And he could honestly say it had been utterly electric. Then there had been her eyes as she apologized, mesmerizing. Her scent was something else, so pure and clean. It had caught his attention. There was no mistaking her as a virgin, but that clean and pure was as if she'd never had a wrong thought in her life. Made his fangs hurt.

He was watching her try and get that letter back had only fueled his need to get a reaction out of her. So, very expressive. Yes, he knew if she came here, he wanted her. Then there was his brother. Ass had to interrupt and distract him. He was making the girl try and get the letter again, thus forcing himself to make his brother notice her. And No, he hadn't missed that bright gleam in Reiji's eyes. He felt it too. Even if the girl didn't touch you, there was an electric air about her. Tantalizing, teasing, dangerous. Yet she was so small, petite, and harmless looking.

His mind went to another, darker place at that thought. Kanato looked harmless, as did Azusa... and they were often than not more deadly than a few of them grouped together. Appearances could be deceptive. But he saw her first; thus, he had a claim on her.

He had been annoyed that Laito was not in class. So, of course, doing his due diligence, he had gone to find his younger brother. The idiot had been playing with a girl. One he didn't recognize. Meaning she was probably a potential new student, who had some ill-fortuned luck to run into his brother her first day. As he neared and called out to Laito, he felt the air come alive. Like it was charged. It was causing him to pause.

With a quick sniff as he saw the History Teacher approach looking irate. Never a good sign, Reiji had sniffed the air to scent the girl. And was shocked. Never in his life had he smelled something like that. Clean, neat, pure. It was perfection and held a bittersweet undertone he couldn't place. His senses said to be wary of the little girl. Though he was not sure he wanted to listen to his senses, she looked delectable when Reiji saw her look back at him as he walked away with Laito. Her eyes were a perfect shade of Sapphire blue, flawless, and set in a pale face that he was sure would express what she thought and felt.

She was making him want her. To see her cave and break as he wooed her and tortured her. He was sure she'd be fun to test his poisons on. But he now had to deal with Laito, who would claim since he first saw her, that he had sole rights to her. Reiji let a small smile curled his lips at the absurd thought. He could tell that the girl was independent and strong-willed. That and from the way Okami-sensei was looking at her, that she'd not be an easy target. It was not often that the board of directors chose a specific human to come to the school. There was more to her that was visible. He wanted that knowledge and her. Meaning he'd have to talk to his father.

TBC!