I'm surprised I can still walk. Usually things don't get so intense at band camp, I mean, "Band Session 2". If you're watching a band perform at the football halftime, do you, as a member of the audience, look and say to yourself "That person's foot is planted at an angle; they must be getting ready to stop"? I know the staff is just being picky and trying to make us better, but my leg won't twist to a 90 angle from my body and stay there; it naturally turns out so it won't fall out of its socket. All you band members know exactly what I'm talking about. Sorry, I just had to rant a bit.
Fuyu Taki: I'm delighted that you're delighted. It's fun to make people happy; I don't know why that is, but that's one of life's mysteries. Hope you keep liking what I write.
Angel of Mercy: Welcome to the family! At the time I wrote the first story, I hadn't seen any Inuyasha/Witch Hunter Robin crossovers, so I thought I'd write one. That was about two years ago, though, so now I'm sure there's more. Anyway, I updated quickly. Happy? (puts away umbrella) Oh, what do you mean, what will happen to Robin?
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They had to buy their books the day before school started. Inuyasha wasn't very happy about Kagome going to school again, but she ignored him, as usual. On the first day, they all walked together to the school. Saying good-bye to Michael, they walked to their first class.
They were lucky; all their classes were the same. Poor Michael was alone. They entered the classroom cautiously, not knowing what to expect. Robin, who had been raised in Italy, looked terrified of what was in there. She followed Kagome like a shadow while the miko greeted the teacher and asked where they were supposed to sit.
"Well," said Mr. Takenaka, "you may choose your own seating."
Kagome immediately went close to the back of the room, and Robin sat in the seat to her right. They started talking about what they were going to do about the shrine when the bell signaled that everyone should head for their classes. They saw a guy with orange hair styled a bit like Elvis' come in, followed by a girl that was hanging onto a different boy's ear, scolding him for wearing green instead of the school uniform, which was blue.
"But Keiko," the boy in green was saying, "that uniform looks absolutely hideous on me."
"I don't care, Yusuke, you're giving this class a bad name, and the school year hasn't even begun yet."
Four other girls came in, all talking about how this year was going to be so exciting. They didn't bother Mr. Takenaka about seats; they just waved and said, "Hey, Mr. Takenaka, miss us?"
"This is going to be another long year," he muttered.
The students kept coming in a steady stream. Finally the late bell rang, and a girl with a strange hairstyle, a bit like Robin's, but on top of her head, came rushing into the room. "I'm not late," she panted, red from running.
"I can see that, Ms. Tsukino. Now please take a seat."
The only seat left was behind Kagome. She took it, still out of breath. Mr. Takenaka stood up and spoke to the class in his deep voice. "Most of you had me last year. I see some new students, so I'll introduce myself. I am Mr. Takenaka. I taught at a middle school last year, then decided to move on to high school. Apparently a lot of the former students had the same idea." There was laughter around the room.
Then he started class. It could have been boring, but he made it interesting. Well, Kagome was always good in history, but she knew some teachers that would make it so that it was a struggle to stay awake, much less pay attention. Just about everyone paid attention to him, and he did his best to make history fun to learn. She was sorry when class ended.
She was especially sorry when her next class was Math and was taught by Mr. Iwamoto. He seemed to know the students too, and it was clear he didn't like them. His class was pure torture. Robin didn't seem to have a problem with it, though. I'll have to ask her to help me when we get home, she thought.
After two more classes, it was finally lunchtime. Kagome and Robin took their bentos and chose a tree to sit under. Michael joined them soon after.
"That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," commented Robin, her head leaning against the tree's trunk.
"True. Only, I think that Mr. Takenaka's class was the best so far," Kagome declared as she fished out a sandwich.
"Yes, his class was quite interesting. Math wasn't too bad."
"Wasn't too bad! I'm not good in math, and he didn't do a good job explaining what we're supposed to do!"
Robin looked over at her companion. "I'll help you with it. It's actually not that bad."
"Thank you. You're a lifesaver. What do have left?"
"Just English and Japanese. What about you, Michael?"
"I have Robotics and Chemistry."
"Ouch! Good luck!" exclaimed Kagome.
"Thanks, I'll need it," he responded.
"Did you make any friends?" asked Robin, wanting him to have someone he could talk to in class.
"There wasn't much time to get to know other people. Why, did you?"
They both shook their heads. They finished eating while they talked of their day so far. It was a bit sad when the bell rang, but they only had two classes left. Waving good-bye to Michael, who looked a bit forlorn, they walked to English class.
"Hey, Kagome," cried an annoyingly familiar voice.
Kagome put on a fake smile and turned to the person, saying, "Hojo! I didn't know you had English this period."
"Yeah. What do you have next period?"
"Japanese."
His face fell. "Darn, mine is Math. Do know if the teacher is hard?"
"He doesn't do a good job. I could barely understand him, and he gave out a lot of homework!"
"Geez, he sounds bad. Oh, well, I'll live. I'm just glad I have one class with you."
"Um, yeah, me too." Thank goodness it's only one class and not more.
As they did in their other classes, Kagome and Robin took seats near the back. It felt like they stayed with the same classmates in every class. Those four girls were there, the late girl, the wannabe Elvis, the boy in green, and the girl who had him by the ear. Since there was only Japanese left, they would all have the same classes.
English was still hard for Kagome, but it seemed to be a breeze for Robin. She knew the language like it was her native one. "I was taught both English and Japanese at the same time," she later explained. "They weren't sure if I would be sent to the United States or Japan."
The next lesson, Japanese, was much better. She could answer these with ease. Pretty soon, their first day of school was over. They waited for Michael, who was a bit late due to the fact that what looked like rabid girls were clinging to him.
"Sorry about that," he apologized, looking nervously over his shoulder. "I don't know what that was about. Let's get home as soon as possible."
Robin remained quiet for most of the walk back to the shrine. What's with her? Kagome wondered worriedly. I know she's a quiet girl, but this is a little too quiet. "Is everything all right?" she asked her silent friend.
Robin jerked her head up. "I'm sorry, could you repeat the question?"
"Is everything okay?" she asked again.
"Yes, everything's fine. Why wouldn't it be?"
Michael asked Kagome, "When is Sota coming home?"
"He'll come around, 4:30, I think."
"Okay, we'll be back before him. Good."
The rest of the walk was in silence.
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Yusuke Urameshi groaned. Not another summons from the toddler. He slumped behind Botan, the ever-cheerful Grim Reaper, and entered Koenma's office. He saw that Kuwabara, Kurama, and Hiei were already present. Kuwabara was standing at Koenma's desk, looking bored, and Kurama was leaning against the wall, as was Hiei.
Yusuke, already mad that Koenma was making him miss his date with Keiko, stalked over to the toddler's desk, put his hands on either side of whatever Koenma was doing, and snarled in his face, "What do you want!"
"Believe me, Yusuke, if I didn't think this was necessary, I wouldn't have called you here."
"Is it another mission?" asked the quiet Kurama, trying to avoid a scene.
"No, I'm afraid not. It's much bigger."
"How much bigger?" asked a cross Yusuke.
"My father is making his own Spirit Detective, and he wants him to work with you guys on some things."
Kuwabara, being the baka he was, asked stupidly, "Why does your dad want to have another Spirit Detective? Are we not good enough or something?"
"You hit it right on the nose. He doesn't trust Kurama or Hiei, and wants someone of his choice watching them."
"So we have to take this guy with us every time we go on a mission, is that what I'm hearing?" demanded Yusuke angrily.
"Not exactly. He answers to my father. He will be joining you on some missions, but by no means all. He's coming here right now, so please be on your best behavior. My father will take any excuse to get rid of all of you."
At that moment, the door opened, and a boy around their age walked through. "You must be the Reikai Tantei that King Yama was talking about. I'm Tanner."
Koenma stood up in his chair and said, "Welcome, Tanner. You already know me, so I'll introduce you to the rest of the bunch. This is Kuwabara, Yusuke, Hiei, and Kurama."
As he pointed to them, they acknowledged him in some way. Yusuke and Kuwabara just said "Hi", and Kurama gave his usual "Pleased to meet you". Hiei didn't bother with acknowledgements.
Something clicked in Yusuke's mind when he saw Tanner, but he couldn't figure out what. Then it hit him. "You go to school with us."
Tanner looked shocked for a second before saying, "Yes, I remember you. You're the guy in the green, right?"
"Yep, that's me."
"Are you through?" asked Koenma crossly. "Okay, that's all I wanted you for, boys."
Yusuke ran through the door, thinking, Keiko is sooo going to kill me for doing this to her again.
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Koenma stopped Hiei from leaving. "There's something I need you to do," he said.
"Well, tell me already," stated Hiei in his cold voice.
"There has been a lot of spiritual activity in a place called the Higurashi Shrine. Three people that live there go to Yusuke's school, but I need you to scope them out. There's two girls and a boy. I don't thing the boy has anything to do with it, so focus on the girls. Can you do that?"
"Of course I can do that. A simpleton could do that. If that is all?" He vanished before Koenma could add anything else. Ooooh, that Hiei! He drives me up the wall! If only he had a better attitude.
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Hiei jumped through the trees and thought about his new assignment. Higurashi, huh? Why does that name sound so familiar? I'm positive that I knew a Higurashi once, long ago. Then it hit him why that name was so familiar. It can't be! They could be Kagome's descendants! I have to see for myself. Changing direction, he made his way to where Yusuke lived, hoping that the delinquent would know where this shrine was.
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