A/N: wow it has been SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO long. I have finally have been brought out of my writers block and I'M READY TO CONTINUE THIS STORY! I might rewrite it later. For right now, I'm just going along with my chapters I have already wrote. Be expecting a chapter for my Holes story soon!

Disclaimer: own nothin except all them ppl, (Its been so long I forgot their names-- man i'm a reject)

AH! NOW I REMEBER!

Kaede Scharzade Zhu Long Nao

Chapter4

Scharzade huffed out a exaggerated breathe. Damnit ever since that jewel came into our position everything has gone form bad to worse. He thought bitterly.

Scharzade kicked the scrubbing brush with all his strength, all his anger, all his frustration. The brush slide across the floor. Hit the wall, slide around the corner and slide all the way to the end of that hall with a loud clatter.

A group of younger students who happened to pass by gazed at Scharzade with a weird look. Scharzade looked at the younger slayers and glared at them. They all were dressed in leather black suits. Some had yellow trimming, others blue, some red, and last green trimming. The new students were grouped according to their personalities. The group with yellow trimmed suits were grouped into the Air element. Fun loving, childish, innocent, and pure. Those were the traits of the students in the class of Air.

Students in the Earth class were wise, solitary, mysterious, and loving. Their trimming color was green. Everyone loved students from the Earth class. The class of Fire contained people who were strong both mentally and physically, short-tempered, powerful, natural born leaders, spunky, and passionate. Scharzade belonged there. Matter of fact a soon as he started attending school here he was in that class. But a lot of Fire class students loved to fight, argue, and bicker. Not to mention they also had some of the biggest egos.

Finally, students in the Water class were quiet, calm people, who were very understanding, and very intelligent. When students would first arrive at the school, the first lesson was to identify a person's aura. The aura of each person was the color that matched their element and personality. People with blue aura belonged to the water class. Red-Fire, Green-Earth, and yellow-air.

"What are you standing there for!" Scharzade shouted angrily to the group. "Get back to your chores or classes!" The students who didn't want to disobey one of Zhu Long's most strongest and powerful students so they turned and walked off mumbling things like, "Yes sensai," or "yea sure whatever."

Scharzade sighed as he remembered he had to clean the WHOLE school. He had only finished the South and West wing of the school.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Scharzade glanced just in time to see Kaede slip on the wet floor and fall right on her ass. He narrowed his eyes as he watched her yellow aura fall with her. Scharzade smirked as Kaede sat there her blue kimono that was sprinkled with white cherri blossoms, get soaked with water. Scharzade picked up his bucket that was still filled with water and as he passed Kaede sitting there rubbing here butt and moaning pain.

He tipped the bucket and the contents fell right onto Kaede's head soaking her to the bone and making her 2 pigtail buns come undone.

"SCHARZADE!" She shrieked. Scharzade chuckled to himself has he made his way down the hall and searched for his scrub brush.

He let out an evil laugh as he heard Kaede mutter a stream of curse words as she tried to stand up but fail and slip on the water once again. Finding her self once again on her ass she started cursing aloud.

------With Kagome----------

Kagome's eyes opened up and moaned as a bit of pain shot through her head. She brought her hand to her head.

"Ow," she murmured. She blinked her eyes and looked around. She was on a futon in the middle of a room. The window was shut but light still seeped through making the room dark but not to dark. The door was shut and Kagome could her sounds of people chattering and laughing.

Kagome stood up and found her self in some piece of odd clothing.It was a leather suit. More like ninja clothing. They were pants too. It was odd. There was a crest that sat upon the left side of her chest.

Kagome traced it with her finger. Odd. was all she could think. She then blushed as the thought of some on undressing and dressing her.

She shook it off as she made her way quietly to the door. She took a deep breathe as she gripped the handle and slide open the thin wooden door, scared of what she might find at the other end.

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When Scharzade found his brush, it was laying right in front of the room were that strange girl they found earlier was sleeping in. She was the reason he had been punished. But he felt it hard to stay angry with her.

When he had first saw her he was scared of her. She reminded him of someone. Him. She was the same height, some deep brown eyes,hair color and length. Their faces were exactly the same. It was strange and scary at the same time. Scharzade wanted to know who she was, he wanted to know everything about her.

But as he bent down to pick his brush up, a bitter comment came into his head. Eh, I hate woman. It seems they can always sense their own kind.

But as soon as his fingers brushed his brush, the room door slid open to reveal the young woman that was the cause of all is punishment. She was dressed in one of the schools uniforms. Scharzade didn't understand why Zhu Long, the headmaster of the school, decided to do that. Although Scharzade could sense an aura emitting forth form her. But it was weird. It was a mixture of Air, Fire, and something else, something strong, soemthin pure, something something, something spiritual. It was like a priestess's aura. Scharzade had thought the day he saw her aura. But its to strong to be one. He thought.

The young women was standing their with the red trimmed uniform and shedidn't notice Scharzade who was bent down out of her sight.

He cleared his throatas he stood,but the women twisted away form him, making him invisible to her and she rammed right into Scharzade.

She let out a scream as Scharzade let his balance go. He stumbled forth and fell right over his bucket, twisting and falling down the North wing steps, and landing with the young woman sitting on his chest. She was sitting there, her hands over her face.

It was weird. As soon as her skin touched his, their auras lashed out at each other and surrounded one another. They left their bodies, flew in the air, mixed together to create a black aura and white aura. The white aura floated down and settled it self on the woman who was sitting on Scharzade. The black then floated down and settled it self on Scharzade's body.

Kagome blinked a few times, but as she did she felt like a whole new person. Strong, more powerful, and she felt like she had found something that she had lost a long time ago. She glanced down at the person she fell on and heard him mutter some choice curse words.

"Oh," Kagome blushed as she glanced down at him, "I'm sorry." She stood up and dusted her self. "Here," she offered her hand to the guy who was laying on the ground in a crimson kimono with black leggings and a black belt.

He glared at her hand and rose to his feet without taking Kagome's hand. She put her hand down as the guy started brushing himself off.

"I'm sorry." Kagome said. Scharzade just blew a lock of raven black hair out of his face. Kagome glared at him.

"Are you just gonna stand there? Or give me an answer?" She huffed out in anger. This guy was just as rude as Inuyasha! Kagome's face fell as she pictured Inuyasha sitting there in a tree worrying on how he was going to locate the jewel shards with out her.

Scharzade stopped as he straightened his kimono after hearing the woman's comment. Kagome blinked in confusion for a second after noticing a bulge in the man's kimono at the chest area. But as the man relaxed the kimono become baggy and made the bulge disappear.

"What are you looking at?" The man rudely remarked as Kagome stood there eye level with him. Kagome came out of her mind mongering and looked into the mans eyes. They were a deepchocolate brown, just like hers! He looked familiar too, he looked EXACTLY like her.

Just as she opened her mouth to answer him a hand grabbed a hold of her shoulder. She shrieked in shock and fear as she tried to twist out of the persons grip.

Scharzade face fell as he saw Zhu Long standing there. "Kagome," Zhu Long said calmly and soothingly. Kagome stopped struggling and glanced at him. Fear away from face and eyes, but no from her aura. Thought Scharzade as he saw the flicker of fear in her white aura.

WOW! Hold on a minute. Her aura wasn't white before. He questioned himself. Spiritual power just radiated off of her so much that Scharzade could feel the heat hit his cheeks.

"Kagome. I'm guessing you are wondering where you are?" Kagome nodded to Zhu Long's comment. "and why you are here?" She nodded once again. "Well," he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and guided her towards that North wing of the school where his room was. "I will tell you."

"Scharzade!" He stopped and looked back at him. Scharzade was bent down ready to get his scrub brush when he looked up.

"Yes sensai?" Zhu Long motioned him to follow. "Come along. I need to explain some things to you too." Scharzade glanced back at the floor.

"What about my punishment?" He questioned. "Oh, come on. We can post pone those for at least one day right?Now, come along."

He continued down the hall, his arm guiding Kagome along and Scharzade trailing behind muttering indistinct things under his breathe.

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WAHOOOOOOOOO! another chapter. I'm so proud of my self anyway, a lot and I mean ALOT of things are explained in this chapter. So, I'm not telling anything I'm letting u what and find out. But don't you thing its kind of odd Scharzade and Kagome look EXACTLY alike? and wuts with the whole aura thing? Last don't you thing Kagome suspects something? hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,

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