A/N: Okay, so it's like a teeny portion of what I had originally planned to be chapter 11, but I got the urge to take up the story again and figured you guys deserved an update sooner rather than later, and this was the first viable stopping point I came to. I am a horrible person for just…stopping like that. Please don't hurt me. Also, this section came out kind of…insane. Just giving warning.

Sunday-General POV

Miroku and Sango woke up to a flash of light and the evil laughter of Kagome as she ran away holding a camera.

"Why is she acting so strangely?" Sango asked, turning to Miroku. Then of course, she noticed that she was pressed up against Miroku, and that his arms were around her, and she sprang to her feet.

"Well, umm…I've got er… stuff. To do. And…yeah. I'll just be going now." Then she took off like a bat out of hell.

Miroku scrubbed his hand over his face. "Well that didn't turn out quite like I'd hoped. At least she didn't slap me. Or yell pervert. I'd like to think that's progress." He muttered to himself.

Meanwhile there were two more flashes, this time from the girls' room, followed by a low growl and an 'eep!' Then Kagome streaked out of the room followed closely by Inuyasha, who was threatening maimage if she didn't "Hand over that camera, right now!"

Kikyo stuck her head out of the room, "Kags, when you get that film developed Kagura and I would like copies please."

Inuyasha was chasing Kagome in circles around the couch, "Sure…thing…

Kemosabe," she managed to pant in reply before sinking down to the couch, "Whew. I need to work out more."

Inuyasha grinned and prowled closer, "Give me the film and no one gets hurt."

"Wrong again. Kikyo will be annoyed, to say the least, if anything happens to this film, and I shudder to think what Kagura will do to you."

Inuyasha stopped, frowned, and thought about it for a minute, then scowled, "Fine, but I get the negatives when the film's developed."

"Yeah, yeah. Can I go now. I have more pictures to take."

"Sure. You go torment somebody else for a change."

Kagome crept into the guys' room. Awww. Boton was curled up on Kurama's lap on the window seat. They must have fallen asleep watching the stars. FLASH! Boton blinked a few times. FLASH! Boton blinked some more, "Would you stop that before I go blind?"

"Relax, I'm done in here. Can't believe Yuki and Kuwabara have slept through all this though."

"Speaking of which, why exactly were you taking pictures of us sleeping? No offense, but it's kinda creepy."

"Because you're all just so cute! By the way, did any of you guys see where Yusuke went to sleep?"

"No, why?"

"I haven't been able to find him anywhere and I had such high hopes of getting some good blackmail pictures."

"Dunno. Sorry."

"No problem. I guess I'll just brush my teeth and head down to breakfast."

Kagome went to the bathroom and started brushing her teeth when she caught sight of something behind her in the mirror. She gaped for minute, then spit out her mouthful of toothpaste, rubbed her eyes, and looked again.

There was indeed a leg hanging over the edge of the bathtub. She peered inside, and allowed herself a brief moment to ponder exactly why Yusuke would choose to sleep in the bathtub. It couldn't be comfortable….

Because Yusuke sleeps like a rock, Kagome was able to take her first picture of him, while he was just lying there, and then think about what evil deed she should perform upon him.

Right on time she noticed that his head was directly under the faucet. Excellent. She made sure the camera was ready; then she turned the cold water on full blast; jumped back, and started taking pictures. The real challenge was keeping the camera steady whilst laughing hysterically.

Yusuke went through several emotional stages, and Kagome got them all on film. Fully evident on his face were shock, befuddlement, enlightenment, anger, and finally aggression, which she took as her cue to leave.

Kagome flew out of the bathroom, Yusuke close on her heels. He actually followed her all the way to the commons where the guys present promptly started laughing at him. Yusuke had been so intent on doing her bodily harm that he'd forgotten that he and his pajamas were dripping wet. He growled, "You got something to say to me? Say it!"

The guys stopped laughing. Of course now I noticed the girls' reactions to Yusuke's wet and dripping pajama pants and clinging, slightly transparent wife beater. They were drooling and shattering my brotherly images of him one by one. He'd decided to eat, since he was already down here, and they were flocking around him like rabid geese. Two of them even managed to produce towels from god knows where. Urgh. Didn't they know he has a girlfriend!

Uh oh. Her protective instincts were kicking in. 'Calm yourself, you don't really want to rip out the hair of that hussy draping herself all over Yusuke. You've never even met Keiko. You don't want to get into a fight over someone you've never even met. No siree. What you really want is a banana. A nice, nutritious, nonviolent banana.' She mentally repeated this all the while she was waiting in the lunch line.

After I had gotten my banana I had to pass by Yusuke to get to a table and my fingers itched to pull some hair, until I heard Yusuke muttering, "Keiko's going to kill me! I don't know how she's gong to find out, but she will, and then I'm going to die!"

Then he saw Kagome pass by and mouthed, "HELP!"

Kagome just smiled grimly, now that she could see that Yusuke wasn't a willing participant in this travesty, and Keiko was in no danger of being cuckolded by the hussy her protective instincts receded and she was perfectly content to let Yusuke extricate himself. She had a banana to eat.

She sat down at an empty table and started to eat, but within minutes the table had filled up with some of the more intelligent bishies in the school---for intelligent read nonfanboy—they were talking about some of her pranks and telling jokes and Kagome was having a great time. She hadn't realized how out of place she was feeling in a group where everybody but her had a significant other. So she decided to live it up. She laughed, told jokes, and flirted outrageously. It was over too soon though; beings how Yuki had dragged me off to hiss, "What was up with that! I'm trying to help you get my brother and you're flirting with any single guy in the school!"

"Ohhh. So that was what was up in Megumi's with the whole escort thing."

"Yes! Now explain yourself."

"Relax. I'm not giving up on Hiei. I have a whole plan of action and it's all falling into place, but I could use some of your input. I'll lay it all out for you later. I'd better go. Everybody's starting to head upstairs."

"All right, but if you hurt my brother…"

"Relax. I've no intention of hurting Hiei. Emotionally anyway."

And then we walked off towards the dorms together.

Meanwhile

Hiei watched as Kagome laughed at something one of the guys at her table said. A part of him, that he was determined to deny, screamed, "Mine!" Fortunately the rest of him had more common sense. He watched for a moment more, then scowled and turned away when Kagome touched one of them on the arm.

By ten o'clock everyone was up in our dorm. We girls handed over our tiny scraps of lace trimmed black fabric. The guys scowled but grabbed the outfits and went to change.

The first two out were Kurama and Sesshoumaru. All of us stared in amazement, with their long hair and elegant features, they looked almost pretty. Sure they lacked a few key curves, but other than that. Well frankly, I was a little jealous of them. I snuck a peek at Kikyo and Kagura. They looked a little surprised, but not at all disgruntled by the fact that their boyfriends were prettier girls than they were. Inuyasha and Yusuke bore absolutely no resemblance to girls, and even if they had, the way they were trying to tug their skirts down would have given them away. Kuwabara, well Kuwabara wasn't meant to wear a short skirt. I don't even think Kuwabara was meant to wear shorts.

Disturbing as it was, Miroku was apparently getting really into it, because when he came out he'd made a few additions to the outfit, namely a red wig, stuffed bra, and a feather duster.

Kagura called out, in a lusty voice, "Hey baby! Come to papa!"

"Oh monsieur," Miroku tittered, in a falsetto, while placing his hands over his cheeks, "You're making me blush."

Inuyasha muttered, "Yeah, well you're making me want to throw up." Then he went up to Miroku and smacked him upside the head, "Quit playing around."

"Oh monsieur, allow me to make it up to you." Miroku said, right before he grabbed Inuyasha, dipped him low, and kissed him.

Everybody gaped in surprise. Well almost everybody. Kagome had clapped her hands over her eyes and was screaming, "My eyes, my eyes! Make it stop!" while Sango had muttered something about Miroku being a pervert even when he was a girl.

As soon as Inuyasha's mouth was unoccupied he began screaming, "Fuck Miroku! What the hell did you think you were doing, you asshole!" Along with various other profanities, because he was INUYASHA and he'd just been kissed by another guy. A happy camper he was not.

After the clamor died down Kagome grabbed a list, stood up, and announced, "Well now that my eyes have ceased malfunctioning and I'm no longer having delusions that there are transvestite homosexuals everywhere, you guys can pick your cleaning assignments and cleaning supplies."

We then pulled out a hat, and each guy picked their assignment. When Miroku announced that he'd gotten our bedrooms, Sango knocked him out and replaced his piece of paper. Yusuke got the short end of the stick too, getting stuck cleaning the bathrooms. They felt sort of sorry for him, but that didn't stop the girls from having some fun with it. So when Yusuke started toward the door, Kagome called him back

"Not so fast Yusuke, I forgot to give you something." He headed back towards the girls and she solemnly handed over an old toothbrush. "For the grout, and don't forget to get the hair out of the drains. Happy cleaning guys."

And then, with much grumbling, they dispersed. The girls on the other hand, decided to chill in front of the television munching on left over food from the other night. Two hours later loud noises next door broke through their television induced coma.

"It's about time they made it up here," somebody said; then they turned their attention back to the television.

"Aaron can't break up with Lisa for Camille!"

"She's such a slut."

"I know! Why can't he see that?"

"It's 'cuz he's thinking with his…"

"Yukina!"

"What! It's true!"

They went on insulting the soap opera's characters' intelligence for about half an hour before the guys finally made it to the room. Miroku walked around for a few minutes polishing furniture and emptying trash.

"All right ladies, I'm going to vacuum now, so bare with me."

Then he bent over to plug in the vacuum and they saw one of the most horrifying sights of their lives.

"Miroku! Those aren't boxers!"

"I know. The boxers didn't go with this skirt. By the way, you were right Kagome. Thongs are comfortable."

"By all that's holy man, don't bend, squat! Squat I tell you!"

"No. You put me in this skirt you deal with the consequences."

And with that he went back to work.

"Hmph. Fine. It's time Yukina and I had a little chat anyway, but first I have to tinkle." Kagome said as she got up and walked to the bathroom door, pointedly ignoring the various people mouthing the work 'tinkle'.

She could hear clacking sounds inside the bathroom, but she didn't think much of it. She opened the door, and started to say, 'Yusuke, I need to use the bathroom.' But only got as far as, "Yus…uke." Before gaping like a landed fish.

Picture, if you will two guys in drag. Now add to that picture a toilet brush and a plunger, and have them commence dueling. Yeah, Kagome was shocked too. She had only gaped for a few seconds when Kuwabara dodged Yusuke's thrust and she got it full in the face. She was shocked for a full three seconds before the realization hit her.

She had just been hit In The Head, with a TOILETBRUSH! Inside her head she was doing the girly thing, running in circles, flapping her hands and screaming 'EEEEWWWW!" On the outside she was snarling, "You better run Yusuke!"

And boy did he ever. Of course I had no intention of actually trying to catch him. Too much work. I kicked Kuwabara out of the bathroom so I could pee and scrub the first few layers of skin off my face, then I grabbed Yukina and dragged her into Yusukes's room. He had to come back sometime, after all, and I wanted to be waiting.

Yukina plopped down onto a bed, "So spill, exactly what is your plan to get Hiei?"

"All right. See I've been thinking. Since Hiei seems a little…skittish, rather than come right out and state my interest directly, I'm going to ease him into it.

"Explain to me how flirting with half the available guys in the school fits into your plan."

"Well that's easy. Since I'm easing him into it, I've got to do something to make sure he doesn't start looking at me as just a friend. I need something to show him I'm desirable. Plus jealously might speed things along a bit. I'm a bit impatient you see…"

"Well I hope your plan works. Hiei needs someone he can depend on to be there for him. He…didn't have a great childhood. We didn't grow up together, and it's not my place to tell you more. But I came to this school searching for my half brother; I had heard rumors that he could be here. He knew the whole time I was his sister, but he didn't tell me, because he thought I would be disappointed that he was my brother.

"I see. You've given me some things to think about."

"Just, don't toy with him. I don't think he could take rejection, in any form. And if you hurt him, I'll have to hurt you."

Just then there was a knock on the door and Sango stuck her head in, "All right girls. Inspection, ho!"

"We're coming."