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A/N: Due to my tight schedule last week I was unable to post this A/N, but don't think I forgot about you my readers!
Thank you to every one that is still with me reading my story. A huge thank you to those that have reviewed since the beginning of it !
Now to answer some of the reviews:
GreenDrkness: Thank you so much for reviewing and although they may be alike, but Shippō can be a little more like the twins so I don't know if I should feel sorry for our beloved Tamaki or laugh my butt of on that :))
As to the pairings; I am still undecided. I will be putting on a poll in the later chapters to see what my readers would prefer. I have one or two host that I want Kags to be with…
Tolazytologin: Thank you so much for continuing to read my story as well all your reviews, I am also thankful you have not been disappointed in my story I will try my best to put my all into writing a good story.
And don't worry I am already working on that ;)
jyre alcon: I was actually thinking about that. I think he has something up his sleeve concerning that ;))
Fairy Flame Key: There will be some new demons introduced as well as characters that will turn out to be demons/other so I hope you'll stay tuned to the upcoming chapters :))
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And so without further ado I present Chapter 5!
Chapter 5: New Friend and Plotting Demons
Chapter 5: New Friend and Plotting Demons
The long awaited day had finally arrived. I was now officially a high school student. Not only that, I was now a first year student at Ouran Academy.
"Kagome-sama we have arrived," the driver said. Minato-san was now my designated driver/body guard. He was to drive me to school, and then home, unless he had Sesshomaru's authorization otherwise. This had actually been one of the biggest arguments I had, had with him.
Which I had paid for dearly, I thought with a wince.
Pain. It was my beginning and my end. The throbbing and spasms of my muscles were the only thing that I could truly focus on. It also wasn't helping that everything seemed to be healing at a slower rate than usual. I had not felt like this in what seemed like ages, and yet I knew that pain was going to increase to unimaginable levels, before it finally cooled down to worn out muscles. Not that that helped me at all.
Baka Aniki. He had taken it out on me after I had finally yelled out my frustration of having to be followed everywhere and having to have his permission to even go somewhere. So we had trained till late into the night before he eventually let me go to bed, seeing as I had school the next morning.
The training from the night before still hadn't healed, and yet he had woken me up at dawn to get ready for another rigorous bout of torture. Seeing as I had "grown weak," in Sessho's opinion, as well as neglecting my training, he had decided to increase our sparring and workout. Or so he said. Otherwise I feared what may have happened.
I think it was all an excuse. He was probably punishing me from not obeying his order without arguing with him. It was ridiculous though, I followed all others he gave me, if they were reasonable, but I had to ask for his permission to even go somewhere, and with demon bodyguards I couldn't easily escape. I mean I could, but it would be more work to try, than to just tell Aniki. Yet that wasn't the whole point, the problem was that I felt that I was as caged as my name suggested. I felt a constrictive rope binding me to Sesshomaru so thoroughly that I couldn't breathe.
It wasn't fair that he was being so, so- ugh!
It was also because I had voiced this that I was in so much pain now.
But even if training was used as a way to teach me a lesson, which he was sorely mistaken if he thought I would stop voicing what I really thought, there was something positive out of all of this.
Compared to how I was when I arrived, I could slowly feel my powers adjusting to the world around me, settling into me so much so that unless I called them up, they were masked, and not advertising that I was a miko. Which could be the determining factor if anything came up. A hidden ace. There were a select few who knew who I truly was, and it was going to stay that way. Hopefully. I could also feel an inner strength that I did not believe I could have. I was as centered as could be. I was basically in tip-top shape.
Sadly though I was beyond exhausted. My brain was mush and with the pain I was in, I wouldn't be surprised if it seemed like I should be on a set of a zombie movie, stumbling around half dead and with a dead eyed stare too.
Except for the pain. It was clearly there, pointing out that I was indeed alive and there would be more pain to come as soon as school let out. Wincing in pain I reached up to bind my hair in a low ponytail before, as quickly and nimbly as I could, tightly braided it.
Digging through the pocket of my Ouran blazer to get the phone that, by Aniki's order, I had to have on me at all times. It was one of the latest models, but I still didn't know all the things it could do except for, four things; calling, texting, web surfing, and lastly my life saver, the music player.
It was the only thing that could really distract from any and all things painful.
"Thank you Minato-san," I said to him, stepping out of the open car door he held for me, clutching the briefcase handle in one hand, and my phone in the other. His driver's cap was clasped in his hand while he bowed his head down in respect.
That was something that was going to be hard to get used to. As Sesshomaru's Imōto I had to be treated as an extension of him. Sometimes I really craved for the normalcy of day's past.
Seeing that there was still twenty more minutes till class started, I plugged my earphones into my phone and put them in, while I explored what I could of the school. It was huge. Simply huge. There was no way I would have even been able to find my class if Shippō hadn't decided to make me take a tour of the place the day of my exam. Luckily though I knew where my class was, all that I needed now was to find my way through the campus.
Walking without paying attention, I bumped into someone, only with the reflexes engraved into me from training, allowed me to catch the person before they could fall and grasping them close to me.
"I'm so sorry," they said. "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
"No, no it's all my fault, my head was in the clouds," I said embarrassed. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, no worries, I'm fine," they mumbled softly shaking their short brown hair.
Looking over them carefully, to see if they were telling the truth, I could see that although they were well hidden by a pair of baggy pants and sweatshirt, they were clearly a she, by the feminine tinge in her aura. A pair of glasses hid her eyes, but by the look of her young face it was only easy to deduce that she was a student here.
Maybe this was the scholarship student Aniki was telling me about after we had finished sparring. Something about me being able to relate to a student or some such. I had been in far too much pain, as well as angry towards my Aniki, to really put any attention to his words.
Him mentioning there was a scholarship student the only thing that really stayed in my mind. It was nothing short of a miracle for this student to really get in to a high school where the bar was raised pretty high, the exam hadn't been as easy as Shippō said it would be, but having been under Sesshomaru's tutelage, I was confident in my skills. Yeah right. Until I had received my acceptance letter I had been a nervous wreck. So for this normal middle school student to have the confidence to take the test and score high enough to get a scholarship was truly awe-inspiring.
Finally letting go of her I smiled at her while I introducing myself, "Higurashi-Taisho Kagome, pleasure to meet you." After both us go to our feet properly, I bowed down respectfully.
"Fujioka Haruhi, pleasure to meet you as well," she said bowing down as well.
"So Fujioka-san what class are you in?" I asked. If Aniki said I could relate to her, it must mean that she was probably someone he wanted me to hang out with, either because of her strength of character in achieving her goals, or something else as worthy, otherwise he wouldn't have mentioned it.
Plus it didn't hurt to be friendly, to a friendly face.
"I'll be in class 1-A," she said, looking towards the entrance of the school building. Maybe she didn't know where it was?
"I am too. Would you mind if we both walked to class together? The school is way too big to be walking around with so little time to spare anyways."
I began to walk towards the building, swinging the small briefcase that Sesshomaru had purchased for me, seeing that there was no need for bulky bags at this school.
"Actually do you know where our class is?" she asked, while a small blush rose up her cheeks. "I was supposed to get a tour last week but some things came up and so I couldn't make it."
It was obvious that she was embarrassed that she wasn't as prepared as she was used to being.
"Oh yes, my Aka-, I mean my friend gave me the tour when I came to take the entrance exam so I know where most things are, " I said hastily. Luckily she didn't notice my almost slip up.
"Okay, good I came as early as I could, but I still couldn't make it as early as I would have liked and was afraid I wouldn't find it in time," her relief was palpable in the way she sighed gustily, before returning to her serious mien.
Reigning in the chuckle that wanted to be let out, I took her arm in a friendly gesture, "well then let's get to class, I think we have ten minutes or so before the bell rings."
It was obvious that school was about to begin, students were walking towards the building, some were just getting out of their cars, while yet others were catching their friends up on the what they did over their vacation.
"Thank you Higurashi-Taisho-san for walking with me to class," she said in her serious voice.
"It's no problem Fujioka-san, but if I could ask a favor of you?"
"Yes?"
"Higurashi-Taisho is such a mouthful, just call me Kagome ne?"
"Okay, but only if you call me Haruhi," a small smile broke through her face, that although was overshadowed with the large frames, I imagined would make her eyes shine a bit.
"Deal."
Letting go of her arm, we walked towards the school, ignoring the furious whispering that followed our walk. I guess they were not used to seeing a regular dressed student?
"It's getting pretty loud isn't it?" Asked Haruhi, turning to look at a group of girls that were not hiding the obviousness of their actions of staring at us. It was like they wanted to be caught or something.
"Yeah, I wonder why?" curiosity obvious in my voice.
"Who knows?" she asked distractedly. I guess it wasn't that important to her anymore.
"I guess you're right," so saying, putting the subject to rest. I walked bit more forward before we walked towards the beginning of a normal high school life. Or so I thought.
And so I walked bravely and unafraid with the first friend I had made in an unknown school, filled with unknown people.
Or so I, once again, thought.
*****OHSHC******
No. Way.
Rubbing my eyes I blinked again, and again. I must be going crazy. Yes that must be it. There was no way, in my class, right there in the class I was suppose to be learning in, was Shippō.
Maybe it was a look-a-like?
It had to be right?
And yet…
Nope. His aura was unmistakeningly Shippō's.
What the hell was he doing here?!
"Are you alright Kagome?" Haruhi's worried voice broke through my thoughts.
"Hai, I just thought I had forgotten something at home is all," I murmured.
I could feel her eyes boring in to me before she sighed quietly, and saying "Okay, but I think we should pick our seats."
There were only two left. One next to a pair of twins, that by the looks of their auras would be as problematic as a certain kit I was currently glaring at, and next to said person.
Seeing that I was already having problems with one troublemaking fox, I didn't think I could handle twins, "I'll take the one right next to that auburn haired one."
"Okay. Do you want to meet up at lunch?" she asked while we both stopped at the desk I was going to sit in.
"Yeah that'll be fine, we can both eat together since I don't know anyone here either," saying the last bit frigidly.
A muffled whimper reached my ears.
"Okay. I'll talk to you at lunch." So saying she made her way towards the empty seat in the middle of the room.
So I sat in my seat, ignoring the eyes that followed my every move.
"Okaa-san." Was the harsh whisper.
I turned my head to the side.
"Okaa-san." Another harsh pouting whisper, this time I turned and glared.
Opening my mouth, I snapped it shut and ignored the puppy-dog eyes turned towards me.
Luckily, or unluckily, the teacher had arrived and halted all conversations.
"You better watch your back." I whispered so lowly only demon-enhanced ears would be able to catch.
A small whimper was my only response.
Stupid arrogant demons.
*****OHSHC******
School had officially ended, and with it I could finally confront two behind-my-back, plotting demons. Having ignored Shippō the whole day, he was pouting, while streams of tears flowed down his cheeks.
"Okaa-san!" a childish voice yelled.
I continued to look out the window of the car. Minato-san was as expressionless as was his custom, ignoring the wailing of the small kit next to me. Very small kit.
Seeing as his grown self was not making any progress, he reverted back to his kit size, hoping that by being his small loveable self he would convince me to talk to him.
Sadly, it was beginning to affect me.
My self-restraint was hanging by a thin thread and I knew that the moment I turned to look at him again, I would snatch him up in my arms and coddle him to death.
He was just so cute!
Damn kitsune magic.
Tugging on my arm distracted me from the scenery from outside and I made a fatal mistake.
I turned to look at the culprit, and into tearstained cheeks, as well as wide tear-filled eyes.
He was kneeling on his little kit feet holding my arm with a strength that belied his small stature. He was in the same clothes he wore when he was but a kit traveling with us, his lips were trembling, but worse of all was the desperation that his tail was wagging to and fro from his anxiety.
Kawaii!
Unable to resist I hugged him to me, smothering his little face in my chest.
"Why do you to be so cute? Damn it Shippō, I'm suppose to be able to resist you!" I half whispered, half yelled.
"Don't think you're forgiven, you're in for it later."
Seeing as he was against me, I couldn't see the small smirk of triumph that crossed his face.
Shippō one, Kagome zero.
