Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Ouran, both belong to their respective mangaka, Rumiko Takahashi and Bisco Hatori.

A/N: Hello mina! Christmas is fast approaching, so that means that there will be, my favorite thing, Christmas songs! It is now not weird for me to be singing Last Christmas, Santa Baby, and Jingle Bell Rock.

I would also like to send thanks to all those are still reading my story and to those that have taken the time to review. *Bows to down in appreciation.*

I hope that you are all enjoying my story, and will forgive me for any errors that may have slipped by me.

Without further ado, Chapter Four.


Chapter Four: It


"What is that?" I said in clear distaste. There was a yellow poofy monstrosity in my son's hands. There was no other word for it.

I had just arrived from a visit with my Mama and Ojii-san, hoping that by having something to do would take my mind away from the anxiety of having to wait for the news of my having been accepted to Ouran. Even with all the training Aniki and I had been going through, couldn't distract my mind enough, before once again it was back in mind. I had a feeling that I had been accepted though, I mean there were no chances of me failing, having had Sesshomaru tutor me for it, but the butterflies in my stomach would not listen to rationality.

"It's your uniform Okaa-san." Shippō said handing me the thing.

"Excuse me?" My eyes were bulging out.

"Your school uniform mama," he said slowly, a small smirk spreading across his face.

"School uniform?" I said just as slowly. My mind not yet processing what he was saying.

"Hai."

"Wait, if you have the school uniform that means that I was accepted!" I yelled out in excitement.

"Of course Okaa-san," Shippō said, a wide smile now stretched out on his face. "Were you doubting yourself?"

Ignoring the last comment I ran over to him and hugged him joyously, before he spun me around the room.

I had passed, I really had. Though there should not have been any doubt, I couldn't help but feel disbelief run through me. I was going to Ouran, I truly was.

After having our small celebration, I jumped off Shippō my mind already running over the things that I would have to get for school.

Let's see I'll need pencils, pens, a new bag, definitely not bright like the one I had before, new shoes, hmm, the uniform- Wait uniform. Ugh!

"I am not wearing that," I said decisively and in disgust, abruptly breaking away from my thoughts when I saw Shippō bending down to get the monstrosity that had fallen while we were in our joyous celebration. I knew it was an overreaction, but I couldn't help it.

At the beginning of our jewel hunting days I had worn the ridiculously short sailor uniform assigned to my school, unfortunately. It was after trial and error that I had decided to change into something else. Which made me bring different clothes from my time, sadly though none of them were long lasting, and by the end of one of our skirmishes had to be disposed of. So I had accepted Sango's gift of another taijiya outfit, which she had made just for me after seeing all the disrespectful things that men from the villages said to me, and seeing as I didn't want to be compared to Kikyou any more, I couldn't wear the miko garbs that Kaede always laid for me in her hut. It was one of the best gifts I could have ever received.

Midnight blue the color of the darkest night, that seemed to blend in so well with my surroundings, with silver lining interwoven in the sides and my arms to look like silver lightning flashing when I moved, making it seem like lighting was striking whenever I was fighting, or so the others said. It truly was a beautiful creation though. I still had it displayed in my room in Sesshomaru's home as way for me to never forget my dear sister and all that it took for me to be who I was now.

So having gotten rid of one ridiculous uniform I was not looking forward to going through the pain of having to wear another one, that by the looks of it was much, much worse than the one I had to wear before. This one seemed like it would flaunt my abundant area, which no doubt would cause the male population to sprout idiotic nonsense. It was true that I would be attending a prestigious school, one that would have students that were taught since they had use of reason, to be respectful. But who knew what types of things they would say behind my back, and with the overprotective streak Aniki possessed it would be unwise to even go through that whole fiasco of him vowing vengeance in my honor, or some such thing.

Nope. No way, no how.

I did not want to have to have an all out with him to bring him back from the whole, kill first ask later, or in this case ruin them so completely that no one would know what had happened to them in the first place.

I loved my Aniki, don't get me wrong, but having to deal with one of his 'I am superior and you are my inferior' routine, could be a bit tiresome.

Then there was Shippō. He would probably be the one to tell everything to Sesshomaru as a way to have fun, and also to get revenge on those who dared to even say something rude about me.

Demons and their overprotectiveness. There was no way around it.

"Is there not something else I could wear?"

"This Sesshomaru is glad that someone other than me has some sense in this household," broke in Sesshomaru, walking in to my room. With the door wide open, it was obvious that he had spotted it.

"Otō-san it's cute!" Shippō exclaimed. "How can you both not like it?"

We both looked at him like he was crazy.

It was silent in the room. Tension was quickly rising.

"I blame you for this Sesshomaru," I said in an accusing tone.

"This Sesshomaru is not to blame, the blame can be laid at your feet," he said as monotonous as ever. "You spoiled the kit too much when he was younger."

"But you had him for more than four hundred years by your side, so you must have done something to him to set him on this course."

"Touché Imōto, touché." Pride was evident in his tone.

"Learned from the best Aniki," I said cheekily.

"Otō-san, Okaa-san, are you guys making fun of me?" Shippō's voice was high in disbelief.

"Hai," we both replied at the same time.

At that he openly widened his eyes in mock hurt, before pouting.

Turning away from my 'pouting' son, I looked towards my Aniki, "did you have something else in mind Aniki?"

This was the only reason Sesshomaru would come into my room. He must've known that Shippō would show me the uniform and wanted to see how I would react to it. Seeing as he had already seen it though, and had seen that I was as repulsed as he seemed to be by it, he must have a back up plan of some sort.

"Hn," he said before snapping his fingers. Catching a quick flash of an aura, I looked towards the door.

One of the demons, Anét, I think her name was, handed a bundle over to him before bowing respectfully and leaving in the same quick and quiet manner. Demonic speed definitely, I thought. They seemed to show their true selves occasionally but it never failed to surprise me how quick they could be. Though none could or would ever be as fast as my Aniki. Pride flew through me at the thought.

"Here," he said before stretching the mysterious bundle over to me.

Accepting it, I turned it every which way before finally seeing the taped flap. Using my nail, I opened it.

Unwrapping it I could see a blue blazer with the Ouran in sigma. Walking over to the bed I stretched it out, getting rid of the few wrinkles that it seemed to have gotten, and then pulling out a large white undershirt, a dark tie and a pair of dark colored corduroys.

"What's this Aniki?" I said while feeling the silky pants. They seemed to be my size making it clear he wanted me to wear this.

"Ouran's male uniform," was all he said.

"Wait male?" I said quickly turning towards him. He wanted me to cross dress?

"Hn."

"Otō-san!" Shippō exclaimed once again turning towards our conversation. "How can you say it like that! Okaa-san will not dress as a male!"

"What did you say Aka-chan?" I said in a sickeningly sweet voice. "Did my adorable, sweet-tempered, son just order his mother not to wear this uniform?"

My eyes were narrowed dangerously towards him. His shoulders hunched up in fear, before he turned tear filled eyes to me, "No, of course I wouldn't Okaa-san. How can you accuse me of such treachery? Do you not trust your adorable Aka-chan? Can you really-"

Ignoring him for the moment I looked to Sesshomaru, seeing his famous trademark smirk on his lips. I guessed he enjoyed the fear induced Shippō. Really it was no surprise. "Will you really be alright with me wearing these? I mean if it's discovered that I really am a girl won't it cause problems for you?"

"Do you think this Sesshomaru cares what idiotic ningen say?" He said raising his eyebrow in an obvious 'Are you seriously asking me this?' look.

"Okaa-san you can't be serious?" Having finally stopped his babbling, Shippō looked at both Sesshomaru and me.

"As a heart attack." I said seriously.

"Otō-san why would you encourage her?" he cried out in despair. Once again I ignored my son.

"If it truly will not be a problem, then I do want to wear this," I said once more fingering the material of the uniform. It was really soft, and silky, nothing like my old uniform. I guess that the money that went towards tuition really did do some amazing things.

"Hn," he said while looking towards my son once more. Curious to see what had caught his attention I turned to my son as well.

He was in a small little ball, still clutching it, while tears were running down his cheeks. He was babbling something, though I could only hear a few words here and there. "Feminine," "cute," "spoilsport" and "demon", were some of the words I could catch, not making any sense to me. Though seeing the narrowing eyes of my Aniki I think he did not like what my wallowing son was saying. Shaking my head at their antics, I maintained an eye on my son once more.

There was seriously something wrong with him, it was sad to say. Maybe it was the lack of mothering in his youth? Could the blame really be laid on my feet? Widening my eyes, I abruptly rose to my feet, surprising both the demons in the room, and stopping the mumblings of my son. Maybe I could still rectify this.

Hurrying over to my son I cried, "Don't worry Aka-chan I'll mother you so much that you'll get sick of it, and then mother you some more, don't fall into the darkness! Mama is here." I clutched him to me, smoothing his hair, he had actually let it down today, and cooed nonsensical things over his head.

Hopefully having his mother back in his life would help steer him away from his insanity. Running my cheek on top his head I could see Sesshomaru with a look that clearly stated that he would be making an appointment to a psychologist as soon as possible.

He couldn't understand though. Shippō in his rational state of mind was a handful, falling into insanity would be catastrophic.

I shuddered in mounting fear.

Kami's have mercy.

"Mama and Otō-san are here Aka-chan, don't fall into the madness!" I whispered into his hair, my eyes though were in determination. If need be, I would have to set him on Inuyasha.

Sorry Yasha!

In the Makai world:

"Achoo!" a certain haired inu sneezed while also being racked with goose bumps.

"Damn, I've been cursed!" he said fretfully.

Running throughout his mansion, he kept yelling out, "Kikyou! Kikyou! I've been cursed, damn it, I've been cursed! Take it off, take it off!"

All his older pups looked at their father with pitying eyes, sadly shaking their heads. His old age was really affecting him. It was truly worrisome.

The younger ones though, following in their father's footsteps decided to discard their shirts as well yelling out for their mother's name.

Maybe they could stay awhile at their Uncle's place? There at least they didn't have to worry about half naked people running through the whole house yelling for their mother, or wife.


Well that was chapter four, I hope you all liked it. I am sorry that the chapter seemed a bit short, but future chapters I will try to make a bit longer. I know that many of you want Kagome to meet the Host club already, I promise I am building up to it. I truly hope that you enjoyed this chapter!

Well then,

JA~NE!