Looki looki, its chapter 3. Yeah!!
"I suppose no one has properly welcomed you have they, Kagome? May I call you Kagome?" Kagome's grandfather inquired haughtily only adding the last question after looking at the speculative glance and almost harsh hand gesture he received from Kagome.
"Well, no, but who's to say they're required to? I'm sure this isn't a welcomed entry into life here. By the way, where exactly is 'here' at, sir?" Kagome replied looking about the large room they'd finally settled in. It was still the foyer, but more of a subsection off to the side.
"This is Seijitsu-Morir, the manor of faithful death. Not quite Kyoto, but on the outskirts more or less. We have a few nearby villages and further west more manors. It's a little pattern, quite like feudal Japan in those parts," He explained proudly then continued with, "In the back part of Seijitsu is our family dojo, which has been there for 2010 years, I'm proud to say. If you need anything that's usually where I am. You honestly can't ask Miss Amorinaki anything. She's had it out for you since she learned you were coming."
"Why? I don't even know the woman!" Kagome spat out.
"Yes, but she hates any other woman other than herself and my Sakura, being in control. With you here she doesn't control all. My daughter's always off doing business so she leaves 'The mistress' in control. You'll disrupt her system and that may be a good or a bad thing." He explained smiling brightly.
"I'll give you the tour when I find Souta. He's been awful to live with since he heard you were coming." His smile faded causing Kagome to sink back into her thoughts of loneliness. Noting Kagome's state he explained. "He's ecstatic and miserable. He really has wanted to meet you although I'm sure you'll find him less than perfect."
"How can you tell if he's outwardly miserable about me?" Kagome asked lowering her eyes to look at her scuffed black shoes.
"Souta, if you haven't already guessed, is your younger brother. He always thought himself the only son and heir to his family's legacy and has been a lonely boy all his life. Believing himself alone he's become hard hearted, fiendish, and ever so ghastly to look at. When he learned that he wasn't an only child and had a father prior to the accident he began to lash out. I'm afraid he's a bit bitter towards you for never contacting him and for having 'his' father, as he's been putting it ever so bluntly. Don't worry though. He's not so bad once you get to know him." He answered knowingly trying to reassure her and failing miserably.
'I have a brother? This is news to me. When were they going to mention this? Can't really wait for answers then. I gotta demand um' head on' Kagome thought as she stared at her grandfather more.
Turning to her grandfather Kagome pleaded, "Please, may I go to my room now. I'd just like to look around then rest a bit. I've been so overwhelmed lately."
"Alright, but I warn you. Souta may very well be up there. Don't worry he won't bite, just bark," her grandfather cracked cackling wildly and winking before he left to summon some help.
"This is not my day. God knows I'mma be dead before the end of the week if all these people keep staring." Kagome said more to herself than to anyone.
"I wouldn't put it past you, but hey, what do I know? I'm only your cousin?" a deeper feminine voice interrupted from an adjoining room. Kagome looked over to see a beautiful, young, tall, brunette, with deep green eyes and a perfectly built body. Her skin was tanned just lightly and shown perfectly against the color of her light green tank top with stretched flare pants. She topped her outfit off with black high heeled boots that shined with polish. Her throat was adorned with a black lace chocker that had a silver cross which seemed to almost mock your first assumption of her seemingly austere look. She smiled with perfect white teeth surrounded by lush lips glossed with a crimson luster. Her make-up consisted only of a fine application of blush, light terra cotta colored eye shadow, deep brown mascara, and thin lines of eye liner. She smiled then with her eyes glittering and waved Kagome back from her look over. Kagome blushed in embarrassment and got to her feet. "Sorry. I just never knew I had a cousin. You look.different ." "I know. I'm the normal, healthy Japanese girl in this family and now I guess there'll be two of us. I'm Sango." The girl exclaimed quickly walking over to Kagome and holding out her hand expectantly. "Kagome, your cousin, I guess" Kagome replied quietly taking the taller girls hand. "You seem reluctant to be here. Don't be. I know grandpa can be a bit on the blunt wild side, but that's the part we all inherit. I got it, your mom got it, and I can tell you have it by the way you spoke to him." Sango said seating herself in a pink velvet cherry wood chair. "Yeah. My Dad always used to say I was way too blunt, but I can see I only got a sliver of what you all posses. I can't wait to meet the rest of the family." Kagome replied dripping the last line with sarcasm. "Hey, we're not all that bad. I can see you're uncomfortable in those clothes. What were they thinking? This isn't The Secret Garden. Let me guess, some lawyer suggested the full wool garb that looks like a catholic girl school uniform." Sango exclaimed putting her hands on Kagome's shoulders and shaking her then added, "Let's go unpack all those clothes and get you into something better. We'll tour the grounds or something later." ________*_________*_________*_________*__________*_*
"Wow, I love your wardrobe. You've got such modern stuff in here." Sango yelled into the closet as she looked at some of Kagome's clothes strewn across the lush carpeted floor. They'd slowly walked up to her room talking about the house's history and other unimportant subjects, but Kagome was too stunned to speak when she was brought into her room. It was a like a suite especially decorated to her liking. Everything was draped in blue with silks and satins covering everything. All her posters were put up in her room and her accessories placed in their appropriate spots. They'd left her clothes out so that she could place them in spaces of her liking. Sango told her it was because they'd learned long ago women of this family hate it when people touch their clothes. "So let me see what you're wearing, Kagome. I gotta make sure it's okay to leave the room in that outfit!" Sango yelled into the closet again then backed away and sat down on the king size bed. It collapsed under her weight where she sat and warmed from her body's heat. "All right. What do you think?" Kagome asked as she exited the closet. Sango whistled and clapped her hands in exclamation. Kagome wore a black tank top with silver lettering spelling out her name, dark stretch flare jeans, black and white wrist bands on both of her wrists, black high-tops covered by her jeans, and a silver chain with a cross on it.
Her long black hair was pulled back from her flawless skin and put up in a ponytail while her ears were adorned with medium large silver hoops. She wore a cherry lip gloss and rosy mascara just light enough to perk up her skin tone. 'I really do feel better.'
"So where do you wanna go now?" Kagome asked trying to get the attention off herself.
"You girls will not be going anywhere of your liking, I dare say. Mistress Amorinaki is planning on having driving arrangements made to take you to Grand Maison," a weedy voice interrupted from the slightly ajar door.
All turned to face a small boy with dark black hair that shined even under the dim lights of the room. His deep brown eyes gleamed with abhorrence as they looked him over meticulously. He wore a crisp white shirt that seemed over starched over which he wore a black cashmere sweater. He wore dark blue jeans with some worn out NIKE sneakers and stood haughtily in expectation.
Walking over to Kagome he looked her over speculatively then rolled his eyes in repugnance. Suddenly he backed up when Kagome glared at him callously and rolled her eyes in turn.
"She's very unseemly, Sango. I do believe you'll actually have someone of resemblance with you at school now." He finally said as he still looked Kagome over, but addressed Sango with brusqueness.
"Why I oughta'." Sango yelled as she leaped from the bed at the boy, but was stopped by a figure. It was Kagome blocking her path with a stern look on her usually composed face.
"Who is this?" Kagome finally asked never letting her eyes stray from the boy.
"Kagome, meet your brother, Souta." Sango replied trying not to pounce on the child again. She waited for a reaction from Kagome, but was surprised to find none. Kagome just stood there defiantly looking the boy in the eyes and folding her arms tightly. Souta was unaccustomed to such a reaction and stared awkwardly at the towering female.
"You may think you run everything around here and you may not like me even though you don't know me, but I would appreciate it if you didn't act with such heartlessness towards me. I'm new to this all too so I don't believe you should get any special treatment from me just because you think me at fault for your absence in my life and the life of OUR father." Kagome finally explained then walked back into the closet to grab her jacket. When she returned she found Sango staring half frightened, half astonished at Souta who was glaring with pure fury while he shook. His face had reddened and had daggers for eyes.
'I think I just put myself in a bad spot with that little boy'
"I'll have you know he was supposed to be MY father, not yours and I could care less for your paltry emotions pertaining to the way I treat you. You deserve no hospitality on any of MY family's part and you're just a charity case for MY mother. She's only doing this to look good for the press and her fellow associates. Why would any woman in her right mind take in a filthy little bitch like you? You're a little bastard child who she didn't even want her family to know about!" Souta screamed then ran out of the room in a wild rage. Kagome stood, shocked, for a moment then closed her eyes in pain.
'He's probably right. My mother didn't want me in the beginning, why would she want me around now? Oh wait, that's right. I know she doesn't want me around. I'm just here because I have no where else to go. No sweat. I can either make the most of it or.. make everyone's life a living hell since they seem to think the worst of me. I do prefer the second quite frankly.'
"Don't listen to Souta. He's just jealous because you're the one person he always wanted to come, but never did. He knew you existed. We all did, but Aunt Sakura said if we sought you and your father out you all would be the one facing the consequences." Sango reassured then added, "I won't try to explain that last part. Just know we do care even if Souta doesn't say so." Kagome smiled brightly and just shrugged. She'd make them think she was a mistake. She was after all still bitter towards this society her mother seemed to belong to.
"Sorry to break up such a touching scene of emotion, but it's time for you all to go to Grand Maison for Kagome's introduction to the dean." Mistress Amorinaki interrupted.
"I suggest you wear something of better taste, Miss Higurashi. The dean has a critical eye for such wardrobes. Your mother made it perfectly clear you weren't to be frowned upon at this school and that I am to do whatever is in my power to assure such an outcome. Now please find something of better likeness to wear." Amorinaki added after looking Kagome over.
"I'm afraid she has nothing for such an occasion, Mistress. She'll just have to make do with what she's wearing." Sango replied smiling evilly at Amorinaki.
"Very well. The car is waiting downstairs to take you. Your grandfather is going along as well. I suggest you don't come Miss Sango. Remember, the dean believes you to be sick."
"Well, she knows from experience I'm obviously not sick and now I can just say I had to greet my cousin. Besides, Kagome will need emotional support upon entering such a school. She didn't grow up in here so she'll need lots of backup." Sango complained then grabbed Kagome's spaced out hand and ran out of the room and down to the car.
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Kagome had been silent the entire ride up to the school. Thinking was all she could do. She thought about what her "brother" had said and what had happened in the past. About her father's accident and the tears he often shed for her mother. The woman was a liar and a heathen for leaving her father and she didn't want to have anything to do with her mother or her family.
'Maybe if I just shy away from Sango and my grandfather they'll leave me alone. I'll never have to face them if I don't speak, but God, they are too blunt. They'll probably confront me if I refuse to speak. This family is beyond being honest. I just gotta play it cool. I gotta remain calm and distant no matter how kind they are'.
"We're closing in on Grand Maison, Sir." The driver exclaimed then turned back to his driving. Kagome finally turned towards the window to see a large castle like building towering over them. It was just like Seijitsu- Morir only brighter with more intricate detail and more court yard space and forest surrounding it.
It had a security fence surrounding the campus grounds that was decorated almost exactly like the fence surrounding the palace at Versailles. Kagome stared, not believing all the beauty she saw. The car came to a halt as they reached the foot of the wide stone walkway that led up to the school's main entrance.
"All right. It's time to go meet with the devil herself." Kagome's grandfather whispered as they got out of the car and began to walk. The dean must be a struggle to deal with Kagome thought to herself.
As they entered the halls of Grand Maison all eyes stared their way. First they looked Kagome's grandfather with respect, then Sango with light laughter and happiness, and then they turned a tentative eye on Kagome. Whispers filled the echoing grand hallway. 'Am I that unseemly? They seem to like Sango and she's just as .well not quite as unseemly as me, but that's not the point. They can't be that mean. I wish they'd quite starring and whispering. I'll just stick it up. I'm not about to be trampled by their opinions'.
"Ah. Miss Higurashi I assume." A booming voice exclaimed from the top of the grand staircase. Kagome looked up to see a tall, skinny woman, with graying hair, deep red lipstick on, a tight yet wrinkled face, and a proper skirt and jacket suit on to top off her most suitable appearance. 'The dean, I presume'.
Kagome didn't smile just looked on as the woman began down the stairs elegantly. She acted as politely as she could as the woman directed her and her family towards her office. 'My family. Why does it come so naturally' Kagome thought.
"Well, now, Miss Higurashi or should I say Kagome. You look like quite the. individualist. I suppose growing up in such an unfortunate place can do that to ones self being." The dean assumed.
"Tokyo isn't an unfortunate place to grow up, Ma'am. I actually went to one of the best public schools and where I lived had nothing to do with who I am today." Kagome replied with an austere look on her face. The dean looked up sharply trying to fathom Kagome's words.
"Excuse me? Did I just hear correctly? I dare say you won't get far in this society, young lady, if you speak in such tones and with such insolence on a regular basis."
Kagome said nothing, just listened on as the dean continued to explain the rules of Grand Maison and how everything operated. The dean finally introduced herself as a Miss Catalina Takashi. Kagome stopped listening after the dean gave her a sheet with her class selections printed on it then explained she'd have to choose quickly so they'd have time to go around to each class and look them over.
"I assure you all the students here are of the uttermost suitability and all come from good families. You'll find our establishment most appropriate for your schooling. It is an honor to be accepted here when one comes from such a background as yours, Miss Higurashi." The dean finally finished then requested Kagome select her classes.
Kagome looked over her selection and decided on eight courses: Chemistry, Pre Calculus, honors English, AP U.S. History, Spanish IV, Art III, Gym, and study hall.
"All right, Miss Higurashi. I'll have my secretary put those course selections into the computer and work out your schedule. I'm sure you'll find the classes organized to your liking. Now would you like something to soothe the palate? Some chocolate pudding or a nice fruit cake, perhaps?" the dean inquired as her secretary came into the office and took the class selection sheet and then exited the room with out a word or even a glance. 'Geeze, lighten up, woman', Kagome thought as she slumped further down her chair and looked to her grandfather for help.
"I hate to remind you, Miss Takashi, but trying to impress me and the girls is not the point here. We already know Kagome is to attend the school and though I appreciate your sincere hospitality and kindness, I believe we could be discussing something of more importance like say Sango's eligibility for the debate team." Kagome's grandfather intervened.
"Very well, Sir." The dean replied clearing her throat nervously and straightening herself out. "Now then, Sango. Her grades do qualify her; however her uncouth behavior is what's preventing her from being on the debate team."
"Last time I checked my etiquette had nothing to do with my qualification or anything else pertaining to eligibility." Sango spat holding herself at the edge of her chair.
"Sango, contain yourself." Grandfather whispered in annoyance. "Miss Takashi, I do believe my granddaughter has a point and should not be taken ever so lightly in the matter. I also must say any true debate teacher would realize the potential behind her behavior. It could be a sure source of inspiration for the team and it always has her debating with us at home. As you know we are known for such things as bluntness so we mustn't fear her potential to get to the point. I can assure you she never flowers her subjects unless absolutely necessary. I advise you to consider these things. I am not going to force you, but I will try my best to make you see the facts."
"I understand. I do believe, against my better judgment, that Sango is more than qualified for debate and would truly benefit the team. Now then I'll call my secretary to bring Kagome's official schedule in." the dean replied then called her secretary in over her speaker phone.
Her secretary shuffled in, obviously nervous, and handed the schedule to the dean then exited just as she had done the first time. The dean looked the paper over, nodded, pleased with the order, and handed the paper over to Kagome.
"I'm sure you'll be very pleased with the order. My secretary will show you to your classes and tomorrow you can start. I also would like you to reconsider your wardrobe. Although we do allow upperclassmen to wear clothes of their choosing I would much prefer you'd wear something that displayed your stature in life better. I have always detested such inappropriate clothes." The dean exclaimed then excused herself by saying she had some other appointments to attend to and saw them out of the office.
Kagome looked at her schedule and smiled half heartedly. It read: 1st/honors English, 2nd/ Spanish IV, 3rd/ Pre Calculus, 4th/ Art III, 5th/ Study hall, 6th/ Chemistry, 7th/ Gym, and 8th/ AP U.S. History. 'Well at least I don't have math first. I hate math in the morning'.
"All right. Let's start the tour, Miss Higurashi. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know this school may be big, but not easy to get lost in." the secretary bragged as she ushered them along to her classes.
"Let me see your schedule, Kagome." Sango requested. Upon examining it she screamed in delight, startling everyone, including Kagome, in the hallway.
"You've got all the same main courses as me. We'll be in the same class. I'll fill you in on all the teachers then. This is great. Not only is my cousin going to the same school she's gonna be in the same classes as me. Well, most of the classes. I don't have Spanish with you. I have it at the same time as you though. I'm just in Spanish III though." Sango blabbered on making Kagome laugh.
"Is something the matter?" the secretary asked turning towards them after stopping her rambling on about the fine establishment.
"Oh, nothing. I'm sorry." Kagome replied and they continued on towards English.
The stopped in front of a beautifully carved wooden door that was shut. A golden sign was screwed into the door that said English: Mrs. Nuriko.
"Now this is your English class Kagome. Currently Mrs.Nuriko is teaching academics English because it's already 3rd period." The secretary explained then knocked lightly on the door. A muffled command to come in came from the inside of the room and the secretary opened the door.
They all entered, Kagome catching the eyes of all. Sango just smiled at a friend or two and waved to a dark haired boy in the back who sat next to a boy with long white hair. Kagome noticed how intently he began to stare at Sango while the other boy just rolled his amber eyes in disgust. Kagome began to laugh on the inside.
"Mrs. Nuriko, this is Kagome Higurashi, Sakura Higurashi's daughter. She's just come to us from Tokyo and I was showing her around. She'll be in here with you 1st period. Kagome please come speak to Mrs. Nuriko." The secretary requested.
"Well, hello there Kagome. It's nice to meet you. I guess it'll be fun having two Komodo girls in here at the same time. You two are cousins right?" Mrs. Nuriko said in a booming voice that echoed throughout the room catching the students' attention.
"Yes, we are." Kagome finally replied not smiling but still full of laughter. She liked Mrs. Nuriko already. You could tell by her firm, steady voice and happy demeanor that she was a good person. The kind that wasn't trying to shape you.
"Well, then. We'll just move onto the next class." The secretary replied then directed them out of the class. Kagome looked around one last time at all the students as they exited and noticed the haughtiest of all looks coming from the boy with the amber eyes and long white hair. His eyes gleamed with what looked like hate. Why did he look at her that way? 'What's his problem?' Kagome wondered as she stared on. She lifted her chin defiantly and rolled her eyes, a move known to annoy it's victim, which it did, only increasing his look of hate. 'I'll get you for that white hair'. Kagome thought as she strode out of the class and continued her tour.
End of this chapter. Yah!!!!!!!!!!!! OK. I'm kinda hyper, but oh wellz. I hope you liked that. As you can see I got too much time on my hands. I really have a habit of putting lots of description in. I hate it when I can't imagine what somethin' looks like in a story so I like to provide you with somewhere to start. I know it's a bit much, but I can't help it. I like to do that a lot. Well tell me what you think. Since I'm on a roll I'mma start the next chapter and try to finish it and have it up by tomorrow. I hate unfinished stuff though so it could take awhile. I think I'll shut up now. Gotta go. Love ya lots!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Seijitsu-Girl1
"I suppose no one has properly welcomed you have they, Kagome? May I call you Kagome?" Kagome's grandfather inquired haughtily only adding the last question after looking at the speculative glance and almost harsh hand gesture he received from Kagome.
"Well, no, but who's to say they're required to? I'm sure this isn't a welcomed entry into life here. By the way, where exactly is 'here' at, sir?" Kagome replied looking about the large room they'd finally settled in. It was still the foyer, but more of a subsection off to the side.
"This is Seijitsu-Morir, the manor of faithful death. Not quite Kyoto, but on the outskirts more or less. We have a few nearby villages and further west more manors. It's a little pattern, quite like feudal Japan in those parts," He explained proudly then continued with, "In the back part of Seijitsu is our family dojo, which has been there for 2010 years, I'm proud to say. If you need anything that's usually where I am. You honestly can't ask Miss Amorinaki anything. She's had it out for you since she learned you were coming."
"Why? I don't even know the woman!" Kagome spat out.
"Yes, but she hates any other woman other than herself and my Sakura, being in control. With you here she doesn't control all. My daughter's always off doing business so she leaves 'The mistress' in control. You'll disrupt her system and that may be a good or a bad thing." He explained smiling brightly.
"I'll give you the tour when I find Souta. He's been awful to live with since he heard you were coming." His smile faded causing Kagome to sink back into her thoughts of loneliness. Noting Kagome's state he explained. "He's ecstatic and miserable. He really has wanted to meet you although I'm sure you'll find him less than perfect."
"How can you tell if he's outwardly miserable about me?" Kagome asked lowering her eyes to look at her scuffed black shoes.
"Souta, if you haven't already guessed, is your younger brother. He always thought himself the only son and heir to his family's legacy and has been a lonely boy all his life. Believing himself alone he's become hard hearted, fiendish, and ever so ghastly to look at. When he learned that he wasn't an only child and had a father prior to the accident he began to lash out. I'm afraid he's a bit bitter towards you for never contacting him and for having 'his' father, as he's been putting it ever so bluntly. Don't worry though. He's not so bad once you get to know him." He answered knowingly trying to reassure her and failing miserably.
'I have a brother? This is news to me. When were they going to mention this? Can't really wait for answers then. I gotta demand um' head on' Kagome thought as she stared at her grandfather more.
Turning to her grandfather Kagome pleaded, "Please, may I go to my room now. I'd just like to look around then rest a bit. I've been so overwhelmed lately."
"Alright, but I warn you. Souta may very well be up there. Don't worry he won't bite, just bark," her grandfather cracked cackling wildly and winking before he left to summon some help.
"This is not my day. God knows I'mma be dead before the end of the week if all these people keep staring." Kagome said more to herself than to anyone.
"I wouldn't put it past you, but hey, what do I know? I'm only your cousin?" a deeper feminine voice interrupted from an adjoining room. Kagome looked over to see a beautiful, young, tall, brunette, with deep green eyes and a perfectly built body. Her skin was tanned just lightly and shown perfectly against the color of her light green tank top with stretched flare pants. She topped her outfit off with black high heeled boots that shined with polish. Her throat was adorned with a black lace chocker that had a silver cross which seemed to almost mock your first assumption of her seemingly austere look. She smiled with perfect white teeth surrounded by lush lips glossed with a crimson luster. Her make-up consisted only of a fine application of blush, light terra cotta colored eye shadow, deep brown mascara, and thin lines of eye liner. She smiled then with her eyes glittering and waved Kagome back from her look over. Kagome blushed in embarrassment and got to her feet. "Sorry. I just never knew I had a cousin. You look.different ." "I know. I'm the normal, healthy Japanese girl in this family and now I guess there'll be two of us. I'm Sango." The girl exclaimed quickly walking over to Kagome and holding out her hand expectantly. "Kagome, your cousin, I guess" Kagome replied quietly taking the taller girls hand. "You seem reluctant to be here. Don't be. I know grandpa can be a bit on the blunt wild side, but that's the part we all inherit. I got it, your mom got it, and I can tell you have it by the way you spoke to him." Sango said seating herself in a pink velvet cherry wood chair. "Yeah. My Dad always used to say I was way too blunt, but I can see I only got a sliver of what you all posses. I can't wait to meet the rest of the family." Kagome replied dripping the last line with sarcasm. "Hey, we're not all that bad. I can see you're uncomfortable in those clothes. What were they thinking? This isn't The Secret Garden. Let me guess, some lawyer suggested the full wool garb that looks like a catholic girl school uniform." Sango exclaimed putting her hands on Kagome's shoulders and shaking her then added, "Let's go unpack all those clothes and get you into something better. We'll tour the grounds or something later." ________*_________*_________*_________*__________*_*
"Wow, I love your wardrobe. You've got such modern stuff in here." Sango yelled into the closet as she looked at some of Kagome's clothes strewn across the lush carpeted floor. They'd slowly walked up to her room talking about the house's history and other unimportant subjects, but Kagome was too stunned to speak when she was brought into her room. It was a like a suite especially decorated to her liking. Everything was draped in blue with silks and satins covering everything. All her posters were put up in her room and her accessories placed in their appropriate spots. They'd left her clothes out so that she could place them in spaces of her liking. Sango told her it was because they'd learned long ago women of this family hate it when people touch their clothes. "So let me see what you're wearing, Kagome. I gotta make sure it's okay to leave the room in that outfit!" Sango yelled into the closet again then backed away and sat down on the king size bed. It collapsed under her weight where she sat and warmed from her body's heat. "All right. What do you think?" Kagome asked as she exited the closet. Sango whistled and clapped her hands in exclamation. Kagome wore a black tank top with silver lettering spelling out her name, dark stretch flare jeans, black and white wrist bands on both of her wrists, black high-tops covered by her jeans, and a silver chain with a cross on it.
Her long black hair was pulled back from her flawless skin and put up in a ponytail while her ears were adorned with medium large silver hoops. She wore a cherry lip gloss and rosy mascara just light enough to perk up her skin tone. 'I really do feel better.'
"So where do you wanna go now?" Kagome asked trying to get the attention off herself.
"You girls will not be going anywhere of your liking, I dare say. Mistress Amorinaki is planning on having driving arrangements made to take you to Grand Maison," a weedy voice interrupted from the slightly ajar door.
All turned to face a small boy with dark black hair that shined even under the dim lights of the room. His deep brown eyes gleamed with abhorrence as they looked him over meticulously. He wore a crisp white shirt that seemed over starched over which he wore a black cashmere sweater. He wore dark blue jeans with some worn out NIKE sneakers and stood haughtily in expectation.
Walking over to Kagome he looked her over speculatively then rolled his eyes in repugnance. Suddenly he backed up when Kagome glared at him callously and rolled her eyes in turn.
"She's very unseemly, Sango. I do believe you'll actually have someone of resemblance with you at school now." He finally said as he still looked Kagome over, but addressed Sango with brusqueness.
"Why I oughta'." Sango yelled as she leaped from the bed at the boy, but was stopped by a figure. It was Kagome blocking her path with a stern look on her usually composed face.
"Who is this?" Kagome finally asked never letting her eyes stray from the boy.
"Kagome, meet your brother, Souta." Sango replied trying not to pounce on the child again. She waited for a reaction from Kagome, but was surprised to find none. Kagome just stood there defiantly looking the boy in the eyes and folding her arms tightly. Souta was unaccustomed to such a reaction and stared awkwardly at the towering female.
"You may think you run everything around here and you may not like me even though you don't know me, but I would appreciate it if you didn't act with such heartlessness towards me. I'm new to this all too so I don't believe you should get any special treatment from me just because you think me at fault for your absence in my life and the life of OUR father." Kagome finally explained then walked back into the closet to grab her jacket. When she returned she found Sango staring half frightened, half astonished at Souta who was glaring with pure fury while he shook. His face had reddened and had daggers for eyes.
'I think I just put myself in a bad spot with that little boy'
"I'll have you know he was supposed to be MY father, not yours and I could care less for your paltry emotions pertaining to the way I treat you. You deserve no hospitality on any of MY family's part and you're just a charity case for MY mother. She's only doing this to look good for the press and her fellow associates. Why would any woman in her right mind take in a filthy little bitch like you? You're a little bastard child who she didn't even want her family to know about!" Souta screamed then ran out of the room in a wild rage. Kagome stood, shocked, for a moment then closed her eyes in pain.
'He's probably right. My mother didn't want me in the beginning, why would she want me around now? Oh wait, that's right. I know she doesn't want me around. I'm just here because I have no where else to go. No sweat. I can either make the most of it or.. make everyone's life a living hell since they seem to think the worst of me. I do prefer the second quite frankly.'
"Don't listen to Souta. He's just jealous because you're the one person he always wanted to come, but never did. He knew you existed. We all did, but Aunt Sakura said if we sought you and your father out you all would be the one facing the consequences." Sango reassured then added, "I won't try to explain that last part. Just know we do care even if Souta doesn't say so." Kagome smiled brightly and just shrugged. She'd make them think she was a mistake. She was after all still bitter towards this society her mother seemed to belong to.
"Sorry to break up such a touching scene of emotion, but it's time for you all to go to Grand Maison for Kagome's introduction to the dean." Mistress Amorinaki interrupted.
"I suggest you wear something of better taste, Miss Higurashi. The dean has a critical eye for such wardrobes. Your mother made it perfectly clear you weren't to be frowned upon at this school and that I am to do whatever is in my power to assure such an outcome. Now please find something of better likeness to wear." Amorinaki added after looking Kagome over.
"I'm afraid she has nothing for such an occasion, Mistress. She'll just have to make do with what she's wearing." Sango replied smiling evilly at Amorinaki.
"Very well. The car is waiting downstairs to take you. Your grandfather is going along as well. I suggest you don't come Miss Sango. Remember, the dean believes you to be sick."
"Well, she knows from experience I'm obviously not sick and now I can just say I had to greet my cousin. Besides, Kagome will need emotional support upon entering such a school. She didn't grow up in here so she'll need lots of backup." Sango complained then grabbed Kagome's spaced out hand and ran out of the room and down to the car.
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Kagome had been silent the entire ride up to the school. Thinking was all she could do. She thought about what her "brother" had said and what had happened in the past. About her father's accident and the tears he often shed for her mother. The woman was a liar and a heathen for leaving her father and she didn't want to have anything to do with her mother or her family.
'Maybe if I just shy away from Sango and my grandfather they'll leave me alone. I'll never have to face them if I don't speak, but God, they are too blunt. They'll probably confront me if I refuse to speak. This family is beyond being honest. I just gotta play it cool. I gotta remain calm and distant no matter how kind they are'.
"We're closing in on Grand Maison, Sir." The driver exclaimed then turned back to his driving. Kagome finally turned towards the window to see a large castle like building towering over them. It was just like Seijitsu- Morir only brighter with more intricate detail and more court yard space and forest surrounding it.
It had a security fence surrounding the campus grounds that was decorated almost exactly like the fence surrounding the palace at Versailles. Kagome stared, not believing all the beauty she saw. The car came to a halt as they reached the foot of the wide stone walkway that led up to the school's main entrance.
"All right. It's time to go meet with the devil herself." Kagome's grandfather whispered as they got out of the car and began to walk. The dean must be a struggle to deal with Kagome thought to herself.
As they entered the halls of Grand Maison all eyes stared their way. First they looked Kagome's grandfather with respect, then Sango with light laughter and happiness, and then they turned a tentative eye on Kagome. Whispers filled the echoing grand hallway. 'Am I that unseemly? They seem to like Sango and she's just as .well not quite as unseemly as me, but that's not the point. They can't be that mean. I wish they'd quite starring and whispering. I'll just stick it up. I'm not about to be trampled by their opinions'.
"Ah. Miss Higurashi I assume." A booming voice exclaimed from the top of the grand staircase. Kagome looked up to see a tall, skinny woman, with graying hair, deep red lipstick on, a tight yet wrinkled face, and a proper skirt and jacket suit on to top off her most suitable appearance. 'The dean, I presume'.
Kagome didn't smile just looked on as the woman began down the stairs elegantly. She acted as politely as she could as the woman directed her and her family towards her office. 'My family. Why does it come so naturally' Kagome thought.
"Well, now, Miss Higurashi or should I say Kagome. You look like quite the. individualist. I suppose growing up in such an unfortunate place can do that to ones self being." The dean assumed.
"Tokyo isn't an unfortunate place to grow up, Ma'am. I actually went to one of the best public schools and where I lived had nothing to do with who I am today." Kagome replied with an austere look on her face. The dean looked up sharply trying to fathom Kagome's words.
"Excuse me? Did I just hear correctly? I dare say you won't get far in this society, young lady, if you speak in such tones and with such insolence on a regular basis."
Kagome said nothing, just listened on as the dean continued to explain the rules of Grand Maison and how everything operated. The dean finally introduced herself as a Miss Catalina Takashi. Kagome stopped listening after the dean gave her a sheet with her class selections printed on it then explained she'd have to choose quickly so they'd have time to go around to each class and look them over.
"I assure you all the students here are of the uttermost suitability and all come from good families. You'll find our establishment most appropriate for your schooling. It is an honor to be accepted here when one comes from such a background as yours, Miss Higurashi." The dean finally finished then requested Kagome select her classes.
Kagome looked over her selection and decided on eight courses: Chemistry, Pre Calculus, honors English, AP U.S. History, Spanish IV, Art III, Gym, and study hall.
"All right, Miss Higurashi. I'll have my secretary put those course selections into the computer and work out your schedule. I'm sure you'll find the classes organized to your liking. Now would you like something to soothe the palate? Some chocolate pudding or a nice fruit cake, perhaps?" the dean inquired as her secretary came into the office and took the class selection sheet and then exited the room with out a word or even a glance. 'Geeze, lighten up, woman', Kagome thought as she slumped further down her chair and looked to her grandfather for help.
"I hate to remind you, Miss Takashi, but trying to impress me and the girls is not the point here. We already know Kagome is to attend the school and though I appreciate your sincere hospitality and kindness, I believe we could be discussing something of more importance like say Sango's eligibility for the debate team." Kagome's grandfather intervened.
"Very well, Sir." The dean replied clearing her throat nervously and straightening herself out. "Now then, Sango. Her grades do qualify her; however her uncouth behavior is what's preventing her from being on the debate team."
"Last time I checked my etiquette had nothing to do with my qualification or anything else pertaining to eligibility." Sango spat holding herself at the edge of her chair.
"Sango, contain yourself." Grandfather whispered in annoyance. "Miss Takashi, I do believe my granddaughter has a point and should not be taken ever so lightly in the matter. I also must say any true debate teacher would realize the potential behind her behavior. It could be a sure source of inspiration for the team and it always has her debating with us at home. As you know we are known for such things as bluntness so we mustn't fear her potential to get to the point. I can assure you she never flowers her subjects unless absolutely necessary. I advise you to consider these things. I am not going to force you, but I will try my best to make you see the facts."
"I understand. I do believe, against my better judgment, that Sango is more than qualified for debate and would truly benefit the team. Now then I'll call my secretary to bring Kagome's official schedule in." the dean replied then called her secretary in over her speaker phone.
Her secretary shuffled in, obviously nervous, and handed the schedule to the dean then exited just as she had done the first time. The dean looked the paper over, nodded, pleased with the order, and handed the paper over to Kagome.
"I'm sure you'll be very pleased with the order. My secretary will show you to your classes and tomorrow you can start. I also would like you to reconsider your wardrobe. Although we do allow upperclassmen to wear clothes of their choosing I would much prefer you'd wear something that displayed your stature in life better. I have always detested such inappropriate clothes." The dean exclaimed then excused herself by saying she had some other appointments to attend to and saw them out of the office.
Kagome looked at her schedule and smiled half heartedly. It read: 1st/honors English, 2nd/ Spanish IV, 3rd/ Pre Calculus, 4th/ Art III, 5th/ Study hall, 6th/ Chemistry, 7th/ Gym, and 8th/ AP U.S. History. 'Well at least I don't have math first. I hate math in the morning'.
"All right. Let's start the tour, Miss Higurashi. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know this school may be big, but not easy to get lost in." the secretary bragged as she ushered them along to her classes.
"Let me see your schedule, Kagome." Sango requested. Upon examining it she screamed in delight, startling everyone, including Kagome, in the hallway.
"You've got all the same main courses as me. We'll be in the same class. I'll fill you in on all the teachers then. This is great. Not only is my cousin going to the same school she's gonna be in the same classes as me. Well, most of the classes. I don't have Spanish with you. I have it at the same time as you though. I'm just in Spanish III though." Sango blabbered on making Kagome laugh.
"Is something the matter?" the secretary asked turning towards them after stopping her rambling on about the fine establishment.
"Oh, nothing. I'm sorry." Kagome replied and they continued on towards English.
The stopped in front of a beautifully carved wooden door that was shut. A golden sign was screwed into the door that said English: Mrs. Nuriko.
"Now this is your English class Kagome. Currently Mrs.Nuriko is teaching academics English because it's already 3rd period." The secretary explained then knocked lightly on the door. A muffled command to come in came from the inside of the room and the secretary opened the door.
They all entered, Kagome catching the eyes of all. Sango just smiled at a friend or two and waved to a dark haired boy in the back who sat next to a boy with long white hair. Kagome noticed how intently he began to stare at Sango while the other boy just rolled his amber eyes in disgust. Kagome began to laugh on the inside.
"Mrs. Nuriko, this is Kagome Higurashi, Sakura Higurashi's daughter. She's just come to us from Tokyo and I was showing her around. She'll be in here with you 1st period. Kagome please come speak to Mrs. Nuriko." The secretary requested.
"Well, hello there Kagome. It's nice to meet you. I guess it'll be fun having two Komodo girls in here at the same time. You two are cousins right?" Mrs. Nuriko said in a booming voice that echoed throughout the room catching the students' attention.
"Yes, we are." Kagome finally replied not smiling but still full of laughter. She liked Mrs. Nuriko already. You could tell by her firm, steady voice and happy demeanor that she was a good person. The kind that wasn't trying to shape you.
"Well, then. We'll just move onto the next class." The secretary replied then directed them out of the class. Kagome looked around one last time at all the students as they exited and noticed the haughtiest of all looks coming from the boy with the amber eyes and long white hair. His eyes gleamed with what looked like hate. Why did he look at her that way? 'What's his problem?' Kagome wondered as she stared on. She lifted her chin defiantly and rolled her eyes, a move known to annoy it's victim, which it did, only increasing his look of hate. 'I'll get you for that white hair'. Kagome thought as she strode out of the class and continued her tour.
End of this chapter. Yah!!!!!!!!!!!! OK. I'm kinda hyper, but oh wellz. I hope you liked that. As you can see I got too much time on my hands. I really have a habit of putting lots of description in. I hate it when I can't imagine what somethin' looks like in a story so I like to provide you with somewhere to start. I know it's a bit much, but I can't help it. I like to do that a lot. Well tell me what you think. Since I'm on a roll I'mma start the next chapter and try to finish it and have it up by tomorrow. I hate unfinished stuff though so it could take awhile. I think I'll shut up now. Gotta go. Love ya lots!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Seijitsu-Girl1