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.

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Kagome found herself sitting at her desk, tapping her pen off the current page she was supposed to be studying. Mid-terms started the third week of May, and that was the day after tomorrow. Yet she found her mind wouldn't focus on memorizing the English text before her. It was frustrating. Then again, her mind kept going back to the events of the last two days.

She was sighing as she dropped her pen on the book and leaned back, frowning. That strange feeling she got her first visit to her school had gotten stronger in the last month and a half. And she knew she couldn't talk to anyone about it because it would make her sound paranoid. But then again that whole school seemed off, even if she was rather fond of some of the staff.

Deciding it was a lost cause, Kagome pushed her chair away from the desk, giggling as she rolled across the floor of her room. Spinning at the last second, so she was facing her bed. Once her legs bumped against the edge, she flung her body forward, so her torso was stretched across the soft comforter (now a pale green with dainty dark blue forget-me-nots on it) and reached under the pillow. The moment her hand grasped her journal, she pulled it out and sat back in her chair.

Carefully she used her feet to push herself back to her desk, spinning to face the desk once more and picked up her pen. With one hand, she flipped the diary open to a blank page and set it down and began to write. She was hoping that by getting what was in her mind out and onto the paper so she could focus on her studies.

I am frustrated, that is the first and foremost! I swear that I am not paranoid. But that feeling I got my first visit to the school has only intensified, and it doesn't help that I feel like I am always being watched.

Pausing, Kagome lifted her pen to her lips and chewed on the tip. Her eyes scanning what she wrote down and had to give a rueful shake of her head. The words showed that she sounded slightly paranoid. Though she was sure she wasn't, she had learned to accept this sixth kind of sense. It had saved her clumsy self, then continued to write.

Either way, one thing I am happy about is Yuka. She seems to have found a niche with some of the other students. Ones that come from older families that still had their fortunes to fall back on. But that doesn't stop her from flirting with all the boys in the school. It never ceases to amaze me just how my friend is boy crazy. Though her trying to push that onto me hadn't changed at all.

In fact, I think it had gotten much worse. Especially since a particular group of boys seem to have taken an avid interest in me. Of course, due to who their father was, I don't feel safe to blow them off completely. And it is made worse with the fact that I have over half of my class load with at least one of them. Ugh! Arrogant, insufferable, jerks! There I got it out. Whew, I feel a little bit better.

One in particular really just pisses me off. But I will digress on that for the moment. The Sakamaki brood, as I have come to think of them, is a group of six brothers. Though most of them don't look alike at all, at least two of them I had considered being twins. Later Yuka told me that the two redheads and the purple-haired one were actually triplets. Then told me I needed to pull myself out of my studies.

I love my friend. I do! But I want to graduate as soon as possible. I have goals, darn it! I just really wish she would respect that and get her mind on her studies as well. This school does let us learn at our own pace, but that doesn't mean a person should slack off on their studies... I have a feeling that she is gonna barely pass those midterms and then whine at me! Just like in middle school. But hey, at least I can count on that being something familiar, right?

Anyways, the eldest is named Shu and is a major slacker. Though I do appreciate his taste in music, one cannot go wrong with the classics. Then there is Reiji, the second son. Both are from the same mother, apparently the second wife or mistress, not too sure. He is rather studious and rigid about things. I believe he has control issues and possibly a stick up his ass. He is the Student Council President and someone who could make life hell for me if I am rude or perceived as such.

Then we come to the triplets, Ayato, Laito, and Kanato. They are a mixed bag of crazy and screwed up. Ayato has a god complex and thinks everyone should defer to him. I have had the urge to tell him so many times, I don't think so buddy, to his face. But my instincts scream that would be bad and draw more attention to myself. Possibly be bullied by him. Not something I want.

Then there is Laito, the current concern of her agitation. No meant nothing to him. And he was the one thing that I detest most... A playboy! He was the one I had met that first day. And what nerve he has to claim I am his. That because he saw me first that his brothers had no right to me as if I was an object. The next thing he does is put his hands all over my person as if it is his right. The urge to slap him in the face is so strong. A thank you goes to my brother Sota for convincing me to watch anime with him because I would love to see him fly away and bounce down the damn hall anime style! Haa! That would be awesome.

Then there is the last of them, Kanato. He is a bit creepy. The vibe I get from him, though, is mostly loneliness. His teddy bear is what sets me on edge. I dunno why, but the damn thing makes me think of the shed on our property that gramps says is full of cursed objects from all over the world that need to be kept safe so that they don't harm people. A thing I am not too sure I put stock in. Now, back to Kanato, I have noticed he likes to stare and whisper to his teddy and make hardly veiled threats. But I can attest that when I get to work with him in Home Economics, he likes sweets and can sew pretty good. But he does hiss and has a penchant for throwing tantrums at the drop of a pin. Especially when his brothers tease him and deny things for fun, it seems.

Last is the one called Subaru. He is a prickly kind of loner. And according to Yuka, his parentage is shrouded in mystery. No one knows who his mother is, though rumors say it is his father's sister, and they had an incestuous relationship. And the rumors were split whether their father had forced it or she had instigated it. Either way, it didn't matter to me because of my studies on the feudal era.

Between the six of them, I am ready to tear my hair out by the roots. Each has a distinct personality and seemed to place themselves in my proximity. I mean, I am honored such prestigious boys (not men, not ever) show me attention. But then again, they have ninety percent of the female student population and have their pick. Oh well, guess if it is easy, then it is no fun. Mom did say that dad enjoyed the chase because she refused to give him the time of day while they were in school.

Though I am curious about the other four, the Mukami brothers... And that is for another day.

I miss my dad... it is still painful. But he told me I had to be strong, smile and see the good in others. I try to do what he asked of me, I do.

As she pressed the pen tip into the paper to punctuate her last sentence, that familiar tug at her chest brought her back to the present. Quickly, Kagome blinked her eyes to get rid of the tears that were gathering there. Looking down at her diary, she gave a small smile and flipped it closed. A feeling of peace and contentment settling over her. Letting her know that her mind would be at peace, and she could focus.

The four sat at the table, going through piles of documents, old documents that were from Sesshomaru's private library. They were notes on all the times they had tried to keep the Kagome from falling down the well and the desolation and destruction. And the few times that they had, but the damn jewel awoke anyways and brought the foretold apocalypse in the Christain Bible to reality. The way the earth had been scorched, people were dying of either disease or famine. It was beyond anything they'd seen and survived.

Everything hinged on Kagome awakening on her terms. Then again, with Karlheinz's brood stalking her. That included his turned children. It was clear they were restraining themselves greatly. But at the same time, it showed that they were circling in and giving Kagome all their attention. And they'd begun to feel small surges of Holy Power from their former friend when her emotions started to rise.

"This isn't going to help, you know."

This brought the others to a halt as all eyes lifted to look at the speaker. Who dared just to shrug, throw the file they were holding onto the table.

"Kouga, dear?" Ayame asked.

"Look, we have kept meticulous records for five hundred years. There are over two hundred files of the things we have stopped and prevented," Kouga replied. "So far, we have gotten what we have set out to do. But if something happens to Kags, we are royally fucked again. And I will be respectful of the fact you gave all power over demons to that upstart, power-hungry, manipulative vampire and not pick a fight, rightful King of Demons, Sesshomaru."

The silence that hung in the air was tense and electric. The three being addressed shared a knowing glance. The knowledge that each time they stopped the end from happening created more instability in the parallel timelines. What they were doing was dangerous. But to protect everyone and to keep the jewel from total apocalyptic destruction was to save the Shikon no Miko, to keep her happy and pure. To allow her to awaken on her own and take on the heavy burden, they all knew she had to bear upon her shoulders.

Smug smiles and irritated frowns were the sights that met Karlheinz when he got home. The political agenda for one of his human persona's demanded he attended the commerce meeting with the governing mayor of Tokyo. It was rather annoying, though he was sure dealing with a bunch of annoying, borderline t natrum throwing brats was worse.

"So, what has caused this pathetic display?" he asked, trying not to sound so condescending.

It took a bit before the eleven of them began to shift to look at him, Karl just arched an eyebrow before letting his gaze settle on Ruki. Who stiffened under his gaze and gave a small nod.

"Miss Higurashi did it again. In her polite manner, turned them down while trying not to be rude," Ruki stated. "And my brothers and I have concluded that she is well aware of what they are trying to do and from her friend, Yuka, is aware of the rumors of their parentage and doesn't want to cause a political stink if they throw you in her face. Add on top that certain teachers always seeming to watch out for her is curious."

This had Karlheinz amused to see that his biological children were acting as single units, while his created children were banding together as a cohesive unit. They were studying their prey, figuring out a plan. And he had learned something interesting from the four teachers that seemed intent on watching over the Higurashi girl. Whose instincts were pretty damn accurate. The girl was a walking disaster, but there were grace and intelligence there. Almost as if a warrior was fighting to get free of a peaceful facade.

"Kino, what do you think of all this?" he asked pointedly to the only child of his that he would see dead if he could.

"Father," Kino replied in his soft, respectful tone. "I find the girl an enigma, and when I am close to her, I often have to fight urges to attack her as if she is a threat. There is something about her that draws me in but makes me feel like I would lose control and rip her throat out. A kind of purity I do not know how to describe."

Narrowing his eyes, Karlheinz turned with a soft hum and walked towards the study. He didn't want his idiot children to see the smile curled his lips. Kino was created via alchemy and magic using his life essence. A holder for his power. But because of that, he was closer to the essence that was his. Now coupled with what Kino stated was good news. Because if he was right, Kagome Higurashi of the Sunset Shrine was a unique girl if that purity was what he thought it was. It had been over five-hundred years since a person with that purity had walked the earth.

And if that is what his four fellow demons were hiding, it meant this ran deeper. His mind, at times, was like a kaleidoscope of images when he slept. As if he saw other lives, lives that he might have been, which had led him to try an experiment on creating a new species of demon that failed over and over again.

TBC!