"No way."
"Way."
"No! I refuse to!"
"Kagome," Sango sighed in exasperation. "It's the only way. Accept it."
"But I don't want to! I won't fit in."
"Yes you will. We just have to make a few small changes." Sango replied, getting her scissors.
Kagome knew what her friend was thinking and automatically crossed her arms into a large 'X'.
"No! No, no, no, no, no!"
"Kagome…" Sango lowered her voice showing her she wasn't joking.
Kagome shivered. "Alright. I'll do it, but no cutting my hair."
"But-!"
"No buts Sango. I won't go if you go anywhere near my hair with that contraption." She interjected, her tone of voice meant end of discussion.
Sighing once more Sango accommodated.
Kagome situated herself onto the vanity chair and looked in the mirror. She couldn't believe she was going to do this. I mean, she could get caught and Kagome wasn't sure what she was doing was legal or not. Though, Kagome threw a forlorn look at the portrait on her dresser.
"Souta…"
Sango looked up at the mention of Kagome's brother and turned to Kagome.
"Cheer up, Kag! I mean who are we doing this for anyways?" Sango said trying to console her friend.
"Yeah…I know." Kagome replied recalling what happened last week.
Flash back
"You what!" Kagome spit her soda all over Miroku. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"You heard me Kag, I found him. Souta, I found him." Miroku repeated his self running a hand through his short, black hair.
"Y-you're not kidding are you?"
Kagome's eyes were opened wide with shock. She prayed what Miroku was telling her was true and not some cruel joke.
"I wouldn't kid about such a delicate subject." He answered, mouth set in a straight line, indicating he was dead serious.
"I…I-I…" Kagome didn't know what to say and Miroku took advantage of her shocked silence to continue.
"He goes to an all boy's school called West Region Academy. Very prejudice school."
Souta's location snapped Kagome back into reality.
Jumping from her chair she called out in anticipation.
"West Region Academy? Can we get there by car? When do we leave? Is mom there as well?"
Miroku put out his hand and closed his eyes. "Please contain your excitement. I understand you wanting to see him today, but there's one small problem with his location."
Kagome sat back down. "A problem?"
He nodded.
"Well what is it? Spit it out Miroku!" Kagome shouted after a moment of silence from the former monk, her impatience getting the better of her. (A/n: I didn't want Miroku to still be a monk so I made him a former monk)
"Very well. I mentioned how West Region was a very prejudice school right? They only allow registered family member's visit its students."
Kagome knew where this was going and butted in. "Let me guess, I'm not a registered family member. Figures…that woman always disliked me."
Miroku nodded know who Kagome meant by 'that woman'-her mother.
"Well I know you wouldn't tell me something like this just to get my hopes up to have them come tumbling down." Kagome crossed her legs and took a drink of her soda while mentally bracing her self for one of Miroku's crazy schemes.
"I suggest that you impersonate a student of West Region Academy."
Kagome stopped in mid drink, and slowly swallowed what was already in her mouth.
"Wait…isn't the school an all boy's school? You don't mean too…" Kagome trailed off knowing he knew where she was going.
"That's exactly what I mean Kagome. I am saying you should impersonate a boy."
Kagome snapped out of her thought's as Sango snapped her fingers.
"Ta-Da!" She exclaimed while turning Kagome to the mirror.
Kagome examined her new self. She still had her mid-length black hair but it was tide back into a boyish ponytail, hanging low on her back. Her make up was removed and her eye brow's were penciled in a bit darker and thicker. Her clothes consisted of baggy jeans and a blue long sleeved shirt with an orange t-shirt on top.
Overall not bad…well except for one thing.
"Sango, I'm a man with boobs." Kagome stated, pointing to her chest.
Sango followed Kagome's finger and laughed. "Yes, I guess that is a slight problem."
"A slight problem." Kagome repeated sarcastically.
"Oh don't throw a tantrum, we'll just bind them."
"'Bind them'!"
"What are you a broken record? Yes, bind them. Like with a tight fitting vest some sort of cloth that'll keep them down." Sango explained while digging through Kagome's closet and pulling out a denim vest.
"This will do." She said, handing the clothing to Kagome.
Once she put it on, Kagome got back in front of the mirror.
Surprisingly it didn't look as bad as she thought it would.
"Alright. This will do." Kagome finally said after looking herself over once more.
"Good, because Miroku has been waiting for a while now." Sango answered back, picking up Kagome's pre-packed suite cases.
"Wait, we're leaving? Now!" Asked Kagome, flabbergasted.
"Yeah, Miroku thought, the sooner the better, so I told him to come over a half an hour ago. He should be out front." Sango handed Kagome one of her bags. It was a boarding school after all.
Kagome took the back and started to leave, then stopped and turned around, tucking the photo on her dresser into the already over packed suite case.
"I'm coming for you Souta…" She whispered as she locked the door to her house and jumped into Miroku's car.
(Alright, first chapter is up, many more to come. As for unanswered questions, Miroku is old enough to drive-21. Kagome is 17 while Sango stands older by a year)
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