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For Fool's Tutor- Miroku and Shippou's story will be revealed in due time, hehe, and at some points, I might follow the Ouran plot, but generally, no, I mean, everyone knows what happens, even if there is a slight difference with Kagome there, but still, I want to spice it up even more.

For ShadowFoxMoon - I'm afraid to give away too much, but I asure you, everything fall into its place in time. Who knows what would happen, I don't know myself, but I hope, this chapter would relieve some of your questions...I hope... o-o

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It was hard to be aware of everything yet pretend to be oblivious to it all- to know yet pretend cluelessness. I had a fear. A fear I longed to overcome, yet willingly drowned myself into. I feared to believe, because in the end, you are left with false hope. Yes, it truly was frightening to be aware.

Sesshomaru was up before the break of dawn. I could feel him shift ever so softly, trying to remove his arm underneath my head so it would not disturb my slumber. It irked me to no ends when he did that. If he knew I was not asleep, just playing the charade of a slumbering tragedy, why would he go so far as not to interrupt something that wasn't there to begin with? Despite the harshness of my words, deep down, I knew, yet I ignored it and humoured myself into questioning the demon lord. Could you blame me for feigning innocence, for acting as the ignorant fallen maiden, could you? I was wrong, but I could not help to want the indifferent Sesshomaru back, who would not spare me a glance, leave me to my own devices to fend for my own pathetic life- I wanted the hatred he once held for me to burn like an eternal flame.

He slipped off the bed with the slightest of movement, a ghost escaping from its clutches. His back turned towards me, I opened my eyes, staring openly at his bare back. I pondered, maybe if the old Kagome were still here, she would shriek in embarrassment, blush ten shades and run out screaming. But she wasn't. I lacked modesty, I did not care if he gave me a few frontal view of his naked being, and I would still stare. My lips twisted into a vicious scowl. Is this what I made Sesshomaru to be? Maybe I was being a bit over my head. Maybe Sesshomaru was only repenting for the betrayal of Inuyasha who had sullied the blood of their clan, or maybe…yeah, maybe.

I swam among my own sorrows. I know I was being a dramatic bitch; I should just enjoy what time I had with the people I had grown to care instead of waiting for their slow departure, yet, I cannot help it. I wanted to follow their advice, to transform their worried lives into a merry journey with me tagging along. I wanted many things that were in my grasp, but I would not accept. Another part, a small hidden part, strongly wished to be casted aside. It was the end of me. My actions bring me to belittle and degrade those around me, ignore their act of kindness- so why wasn't Sesshomaru kicking me out.

"This Sesshomaru smells your emotion, Kagome, is that really what you wish to believe?" I waited for the guilt to take over, but none came.

"Have I ever mentioned how easy it would be for me if you just hated me?"

"You may have mentioned it over the centuries."

"You should heed to its warning."

"And you should know by now, my honour binds this Sesshomaru to you. He has willingly accepted his fate to be by your side until you found what you long, even now." Ah, there he goes again, speaking words that changed itself into daggers and pierced right through me. I wanted to retaliate, beg to differ, create more false stories just to hide the truth.

The truth.

For me, the truth was a curse. Nothing good ever came out of it. The truth behind my existence, the truth behind my love, the truth behind anything closely related to me was a curse waiting to be released upon me and settle for its eternal duty. Knowing my lonesome future, what good would acquiring happiness now do to me? They would leave in the end. Am I to laugh one second and then mourn in the next? Wasn't it better to just ignore my own desires and live in darkness, away from any form of attachments? I don't deny Sesshomaru's words, I could never, but I could cover them up and make my own little tainted fairy-tale.

"Hn, no words to defend your so-called loneliness? This Sesshomaru foresees a change." He turned his intimidating golden orbs towards me in a hard stare. "Change is good."

I did not realise my pondering had taking quite a bit of time. Sesshomaru's words had snapped be back to reality and when I looked upon him once again, I found him showered and dressed in is usual Armani suit. He smirked.

"This Sesshomaru suggests you get dressed for school instead of gawking at my person." Head tilted to the side, confusion flittered across my face.

"I was under the impression I did not start till next week?"

"Hn, you start today." Heartless, stoic Sesshomaru in place, he left.

I sighed in my own amusement, how the mighty have fallen. But, did he really, or was I fabricating more to sooth my own darkened issues. Forcing m body to stand, I proceeded to my morning routine with slight changes. By the time it was for me to leave, I gave myself one last look into the body-sized mirror.

Knowing I wouldn't dare to even touch the female uniform, Sesshomaru had kindly enough gotten me a male pair. The male uniform had hugged my body perfectly, showing all the curves that were placed in the right places. Despite cross-dressing, as Sesshomaru's heir, I suppose acting male was not in his agenda. He made sure I was well known as a lady, especially how the shirts size was a tad bit smaller than my actual size. Sly dog. Then, ever so slowly, my eyes roamed up to my face- I stared back at my own reflection almost finding the urge to wince at the woman who stared right back at me.
Deep hollow, see-blue hues scrutinized its own self, witnessing the changes over the past centuries. Eyes drawn to my dry lips, I brought out my pink appendage and dragged it ever so smoothly upon my lips. So this was me, huh…

Three knocks sounded before a squeaky voiced entered through the closed door. "Milady, it is time to leave."

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The academy was in chaos. Murmured whispers raged throughout the hallways, classrooms, in every corner of the school about how the great 'prince' Tamaki, had been outdone at his own game. Girls swooned in disbelieve, fainting upon the blasphemous words, others protested refused to think that their beloved prince was slayed, especially if the so-called mystery guy was in fact a woman- me to be precise. On the other hand, the guys seemed to be overjoyed, exclaiming how the great Host-club had fallen and now it was finally their turn to sweep the ladies off their feet. Idiots. I had not thought havoc would reign, not in this early morning, but for that moment, I could only wish it ended soon. Then again, I must have spoken too soon.

"Oh my gosh! That's her!" one of the yellow cows shrieked, impolitely pointing towards me. I spared them not a glance, just walked pass the now familiar corridors trying to remember where the reception was located. Soon, others joined in.

"That is her! I would remember her anywhere. Isn't she just wonderful?"

"But she broke Tamaki-sempai!"

"Isn't she the Taisho heir?"

"Really? She's beautiful. Just look at her! The way her hair follows her!"

"Why is she wearing the guys uniform?"

"Does it matter, she's still so pretty!"

"No wonder Tamaki-sempai lost it!"

I craved to shut them up, to slice their throats open and watch them bleed mercilessly as their blood pooled the ground. Red. How it brought back sinful memories. Glorious red. The colour of love. Essence of a rose. The darkest of wine. The agonizing danger. Wondrous blood- how I greed to taste it upon my lips. Red. Inuyasha.
Ah, there was that ache, the very existing ache that took its place into my heart and soul. The ache that had me silently screaming for my own demise, instead of waiting for others to reach theirs. I welcomed it with open arms, internally seeping bloody tears. It hurt. So much.

"Argh!" The cry of a girl snapped me out of my sentimental reverie as my arms shot out on instinct and grabbed the girl's arm before she fell. She looked at me with eyes of admiration as her face flushed at our closeness. Red. There it was again.

"I…I'm sorry, I wasn't looking." She rambled on, apologising, explaining something I did wish to hear at the moment. I sighed.

"I was at fault for not paying attention, you are not at wrong. I apologise." As much as I had loved to snap at her, I was blatantly reminded who I represented at the moment. Releasing her from my near deathly grip, I sidestepped, nodded and left before she was given a chance to continue her rambles. Our own personal audience of the female gender screamed in delight. I dared not to groan out loud. Some males even decided to join in. Their imposing emotions and auras were worse than their banshee shrieks. I wanted tragic pain, not this pain.

Homeroom was slightly better. The quantity of imposing auras lessened drastically. I let my eyes travel towards the people I will be sharing my high-school life with as their own eyes expressed confusion with open awe at my choice of atire. Three caught my eye in particular. They were there. In that damned room of happiness. A peculiar girl who hid her gender under a male's uniform unlike me, and then there was the twins. Now they proved to be interesting. Their aura screamed with mischief, so did their outer appearance as they looked straight into my hollow hues grinning with a mysterious gleam. I stared back with as much anticipation to be accumulated with them, willing the growing smirk down.

"Class, albeit late, please welcome the Taisho heir, Taisho Kagome, with open arms. I hope you enjoy this class. Would like to say anything?" My will faltered. Even when the teacher spoke I did not draw my eyes away from the scheming twins. I knew too well what they planned. To me, they were like an open book wanting to be read. They wanted to play with me, to keep me as their new toy.

"I will take my seat." Fortunately, I did not lose my calm appearance and monotone in my somewhat excitement. Eyes widened only for a second before regaining its composure, I mauled over my thoughts. Excitement…was I really?

Maybe we shall find your light within the academy walls, Sesshomaru's words fleeted across my mind. I took my seat and looked out the open window with hardened eyes, mood taking a drastic change. Now, that was not what I wanted. I suppressed my uprising scoff, baffled by how easily I yearned to explore these devilish auras. And to think I have been avoiding these kinds of situations for centuries only to fall into it in a snap of fingers. With a subtle growl, I prolonged my glare, drawing out the teacher's words and their auras, feeling none but my own eclipse.

Throughout the day I remained my solemn self, avoiding those who persevered to make my acquaintance, those who tried their harmless seduction, and those who openly showed their affection for me- was it weird that majority were females? Totally swept away by my earlier actions? I found it so.
By the end of the day, when classes had ended and students made way to their homes or club activities, I stayed behind, once again exploring the beauty of the academy walls to distract my swaying mind. It was only then did I realise just how red everything was. A twisted smile curved onto my lips. Red again.

"Ha-ru-hi!" Coming to a halt, I snapped my head backwards, seeing no one but awaiting for their arrival at the turn of a corner. Their aura brushed against mine, teasingly, hauntingly, calling out to me to play along, change the tables on their game and show them who was in control. Yes, temptation had gripped my will and I could do nothing but stare at the empty hallway waiting for them to fill it up with their presence.

"Why are you so cruel? We just want to see!" I listened as I closed my eyes. Closer and closer and closer.

"It's nothing serious, really, just let it go." The girl who pretended to be a boy, Haruhi. Pathetic, I know her name that has no hold on my interest, yet those who have; I have no clue of their name at all. Pity.

"Hey! Would you stop squishing me-" It was then I opened my eyes and took in their surprised expressions. Neither said a thing, we just started waiting for one to make the first move. It was Haruhi who took up the challenge.

"Ah! Taisho Kagome, it's a pleasure to meet you, you're like a hero." Unlike the others who imposed with their auras, Haruhi decided to impose physically as she walked right up to me with an ear-to-ear grin. Her dark brown eyes shined with mirth. Such innocence.

Curious, I tilted my head. "Hero?" I sneered. Ignoring my look, she nodded chuckling.

"Tamaki-sempai was really baffled by your reaction. Your pained look was totally believable, I thought I was about to cry!" She laughed. My eyes looked beyond her to the stilled twins. They were symmetrical standing next to each other as they were.

"What makes you think it was all an act?" I questioned without thinking, switching my cold eyes back to her. She stuttered with her next choice of words, unable to give a reply. Only then did they respond, coming to her rescue.

"Now, now, look what you did, Haruhi. Taisho seems more down then before." They pulled said girl back and took her place before me. Grinning, they threw their arms over each other's shoulder and smirked, not hiding their appreciation at how the uniform complimented my body. "Hikaru." One said. "Kaoru." The other continued. "And we are the Hitachiin brothers. Pleasure to meet you." I sighed in content.

"Taisho Kagome, but you already know that." Their aura spiked in excitement. They lured me to touch them, feeling their aura, bask in it, wrap their mischief happiness around me, but I held back. I forced my solemn expression to stay.

"Say Ka-go-me," they taunted pressing, exaggerating every syllable of my name. "What you did to boss was awesome, dare to come to our host club for more fun?" Yes! I wanted to say yes! Yes I will go with you and seek out the rest of the auras I had felt. Not the yellow cattle's, but those who caused such happiness. I want it all.

"Hn." I simply replied, casting them a last glance before turning to leave and not once did I turn back for another look, no matter how much I just wanted to run back and ask if their offer still stood, especially not when their confused and disappointed aura flared.

Already outside the academy gate, I had smiled sadly upon the thought of the twins. They looked so much alike, too much, yet the difference was as clear as day and night. And Haruhi. Innocent Haruhi who was forgotten in our midst.

Change is good; Sesshomaru's words once again entered my thoughts. I wondered, was this change good? The temptation to seek their auras, something I have easily prevented over the centuries, was this change really good? I could bear the thought of actually agreeing that yes, maybe this change was good. Despair would always find itself into me. What was change anyway?

That night as I lay before Sesshomaru, pressed against his chest protectively, we stared, golden orbs clashing against blue.

"This Sesshomaru does not know if you have noticed, but you're a contradiction to itself."

"Am I, Sesshomaru?"

"Yes. You know you desire to be set free, you wish to laugh amongst us, be as carefree as you were in the feudal ages, yet you deny every aspect hiding in the comfort of your fabled darkness. You, Kagome, struggle to hold down your temptations. This Sesshomaru awaits the day you fall, only then would he applaud that man who has broken your silly guards."

I disregarded the meaning of his words. "Want to know a secret?"

"Is there something this Sesshomaru does not know."

"Who knows, maybe."

"Proceed."

"I am too aware, I predict this awareness and the truth will be the end of me."

"As is the colour red, as is the sight of a spider, as is the sight of happiness- foolish to think as such."

"You stab me with your words."

"This Sesshomaru would stab you with his father's fang if it would bring you back."

"I am here."

"No, you are not."

I left it at that. Sleep had taken over. For both of us. It had been a long day, a day I feared to repeat, yet longed for to come again. To my distaste, I impatiently waited for the day I get to meet the rest of them.

Sesshomaru was right. I am a contradiction. This could only further my cursed awareness.


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