Okay- I'm posting this after just 4 reviews because my story is not showing up on the page like its supposed to... But that won't happen again! I want 5 reviews on this chapter! Thanks everyone who reviewed. Thanks particularly to Doom-Muffin for the idea.....

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That evening, after dinner, was when the trouble started. Although girls and boys couldn't sleep in the same cabin or tent, there weren't many restrictions if you were just sleeping on the ground. The only rule was to be no sharing of sleeping bags. Sango smelled trouble as soon as she heard the rules. Kagome was also worried about how this would turn out. The girl with the fan gave a defeated sigh. Kagome noticed and laughed.

As the girls found a comfortable spot on the edge of the forest, near the tent where Kagome's three school friends were sleeping, Kirara walked closer to the edge of the forest. Sango saw her first and retrieved the weapons from her. She hid them under their sleeping bags when nobody was watching.

Everybody was so busy with preparing their things for sleep, they didn't notice the girl with the fan walk off into the woods. When she was sure nobody could see her, she leapt into a tree. "Let the boys look," she thought, "They won't find me." She cast off her cloak and leaned back on the tree. Along with the soft "thwump" of her cloak hitting the tree branch, she was sure she picked up another sound. She listened closer, but the sound had stopped. The moon lit her kimono. She sighed, wishing the moon would go behind a cloud and hide her presence, and tried to fall asleep.

As Kagome and Sango drifted off to sleep, there were two people watching them. Or rather two people watching Kagome. And one of them wasn't even a PERSON, strictly speaking.

Houjou waited until he was sure that Kagome and Sango were both asleep before he inched out of his sleeping bag. Carefully he crept closer to Kagome. He would move about a foot foreward, then stop and wait. Foreward, wait. When he was about a yard away from Kagome, he sat still and didn't advance.

Inuyasha had noticed Houjou creeping towards Kagome for a while. When Houjou finally stopped a yard away from her, Inuyasha was glad. Sort of. He was glad that Houjou was no longer moving foreward, but irritated that the boy was that close to Kagome. He didn't like Houjou's expression, either. Houjou had a sort of far-off dreamy expression, and was staring at Kagome. Inuyasha gritted his teeth. If that stupid boy came any closer to Kagome, he'd teach him a lesson.

Several trees away, the girl with the fan woke up suddenly. The wind was pounding against her, but the air seemed thick from tension. Looking over, she saw Inuyasha ready to attack and Houjou about to move foreward again. Noticing Kagome and Sango sleeping at the base of a tree, she sized up the situation quickly. Just as Houjou was beginning to move forewards again, she made a swift shooing motion with her hand. He fell backwards several feet, stopping just before he hit a tree. The girl sighed and leaned back, glad that she had prevented one possible disturbance.

Of course, that created another problem entirely. She pulled a bottle of perfume out of her kimono and sprayed a liberal amount over herself. She hated the way it smelled, but she hoped that it would help throw Inuyasha off her scent. She had not come this far to be killed by him. Giving a silent prayer that he would not find her in the night and try to slit her throat, she went back to sleep.

Sunlight pierced the trees. Kagome sat up and rubbed her eyes. Sango was already rolling up her sleeping bag.

"There's one benifit of getting up early..." commented Sango.

"What?" Asked Kagome, as she started picking up things.

"Almost nobody else is awake at this hour. Most of the camp is still asleep. We have the baths to ourselves," Sango looked up at the sky. "That's good, right?"

"Of course!" Kagome nodded vigorously, and gathered her bath things. "Lets hurry, before the rest of the class wakes up."

The sun hit the high branches of the trees at about the same time as it hit Kagome and Sango. The girl who had been sleeping there got up, tied on her outer kimono and pulled her white cloak about her. When she grabbed her fan, she noticed streaks of blood on it. Grumbling, she pulled a piece of silk out of her cloak and cleaned off the steel blades. She decided that she must've accidentally cut the boy she'd struck. He deserved it. She hurried to the baths, ghostlike. She had to finish quickly, or else everyone would know who she was. Or rather, WHAT she was.

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Jeez, this one was really short. I DEFINATELY want 5 more reviews before I post the next chapter! I promise, it'll be longer...