A/N: Writing, writing, writing... OMG! TRUEBLOOD!... -limps away from computer, Kyoya steps in- I can't believe this woman is writing about me. =_=
Disclaimer from Kyoya: Chika1345 doesn't own Inuyasha or Ouran... I on the other hand... well, that's a different matter. Is it for sell?
If a hummingbird could fly around Kagome's room as fast as she was moving it would be quite an accomplished feat. The last time she'd dressed up this much had been for enrolling Shippo into the elementary school and even then she'd had her mother go with her since she couldn't communicate with others. And this was just a visit of all things... a visit though to a school she'd been daydreaming about as a child but had long since taken off the board of things she could do with her life.
Kagome was going all out to look exceptionally nice with a plain button up blouse, a black skirt, tights, and some comfortable black flats. A little bit of lip gloss dabbed on, pearly white earrings, and her hair let loose framing her face. Kagome took off out the door barefoot, hopping along the way into her shoes. Shippo hopped after Kagome, jumping up and down with a little bag in his hands. He was using his fox magic to make his tail disappear and his ears to curve in a human manner. It was a lucky thing that he was a fox demon who could transform into his humanoid form. Kagome was so happy she'd remembered him pretending to be Kouga when she'd brought Shippo to the future, his gift at illusions was perfect to mask himself in this time period. The effort was taxing to one so young, but because he was using it so often his powers were flexing and adapting so much faster to that of an older fox demon. Then again, Inuyasha had never been able to hide his ears so that said something about how skilled Shippo truly was. He rivaled any demon his age, if they still existed that is. Foxes weren't the only ones gifted with that power though. Kagome could still remember the time she'd asked Sesshomaru if he could appear as a normal human… he'd stuffily replied that a child could do it and so he'd done it knowing his ego would be stroked in the process. Oh had he done it! And it had startled her and Sango beyond imagination at how beautiful Sesshomaru was as an ordinary man with lush black hair and rounded ears. She and Sango had desired nothing more than to braid his hair, but both had feared letting him know that they'd wanted to turn him into their plaything. After having witnessed that it had brought out quite the many discussions about Lord Fluffy between the two women in the steamy hot springs. There had been much admiring over him in his human form, not that there hadn't been when he was in his demon form, but wowzah... he'd appeared gentler as a normal guy and far less intimidating.
"Mama," Shippo called out, gunning after Kagome. He made his way hopping down the steps towards the Jaguar that she'd already come to stop beside. It was so hard for Shippo to run on two legs instead of what had been natural to him as a child, four were so much easier, but he needed to adapt like older demons and stand tall like Sesshomaru and Kouga had in the past. "Mama! Mama! Don't forget your lunch." The little boy slowed down and bestowed a little pink bento of food that he'd help make with his grandmother for her. Kagome bent down and retrieved the lunch, hands deftly picking up her son as well, and kissed his cheek with a loud smacking sound. "I love you too," the child giggled, trying to push away the loving sliding kiss she was purposefully planting along his face. With a pat on his bottom and a ruffle to his bushy hair Kagome hopped into the expensive car leaving Shippo to wave farewell. She blew a kiss at him as they departed and didn't turn around to face Mori or Honey until her house was gone. Her eyes had remained on her son until the shrine had disappeared from her vision.
Kagome spun around to find their eyes watching her intently and she crossed her ankles sitting up straighter to give off an attitude that she was more than ready for today. She could take it on. She used to be the girl who would jump into a well every other day or fight a demon without worry or trepidation so why was it a little school was causing her nerves to go into overdrive? This was just one more day. She would get through it no matter how much excitement was bubbling in her tummy. She'd barely gotten to eat because she was so excited, which was why Shippo had made her a brim filled bento.
"Did he call you mama?" Honey asked quietly. Kagome's eyes widened at the slip of her son's tongue and she looked down at her little homemade lunch before nodding her head. Were they going to kick her out of the car and call her names? No one ever gave her time in this day and age to explain, not that she could anyway. Besides, it shouldn't matter whether Shippo were adopted or was a child out of wedlock or any of those things. A child was a gift no matter who had it or how it came to be.
Mori ruffled her hair though and gave her a kind little nod of his own. She looked up at beaming faces didn't feel either of them looking at her with accusing eyes.
Kagome reached into her bento and pulled out something sweet Shippo had baked with her the night before. "A cupcake," squealed Honey. Kagome handed the iced treat to him as a thank you gift. It wasn't every day she was accepted without questions by people and yet here she had two beings who already knew a secret about her, obviously had questions, and yet they didn't pester her like others had.
When Kagome arrived Mori opened the door for her. Both martial artists stood on either side of Kagome as if protecting her. They remembered the scene at the market and knew she would be nervous around people for the fact that she was mute. Honey held tight onto her hand giving her his full support. Mori stood close to her, just a step in front, as he led Kagome to the front of the school where Tamaki was standing beside his father waiting, bouncing seemed to more like it. Glancing up at the intimidating glass windows and brick built school of bright colors. It seemed more like a small town or a religious place of worship than a school. Kagome could spot the occasional student or two pausing to glance out curiously at her from the windows. No one in the history of Ouran had received such a reception with all of the Host Club members taking such particular interest in her. Though Kagome didn't know it, Haruhi, Hikaru, Kaoru, and Kyoya were readying the Host Club room with treats. They even had a huge banner that said: Welcome to Ouran Kagome!
Many a student was a tizzy with wonder at who this girl was. She was being escorted by Mori and Honey! Was she the fiancée of one of them? Honey was clutching her hand and kept stealing glances at her. Oh my! Did the lolita have a girlfriend? Or maybe she was Mori's sister, she was walking a bit like him and they had similar features. But the prince was meeting her with his father! Maybe she was a new professor! Maybe a French one! And so the rumors flew through the school threw text messaging, emails, phone calls, whispers in the halls, and anything else a nosy person could get a hold of to get the word out.
As soon as Kagome came up to Tamaki, he threw his arms out wide to engulf her in a hug but someone beat him to it… his overzealous father. "Oh! We always welcome a new student! I know you're not new here yet, but please refer to me as King!" And Tamaki was glowering at his father for stealing his limelight. But he would rise once more with the thrilling way they set up the Host Club room. They were determined to woo Kagome into falling madly in love with the school so that she'd joined. None of the Host Club members could quite place one exact reason as to why they were so determined to adopt Kagome, there were a myriad of reasons to collect her.
For the twins it was because she was one of the few who could tell them apart and she had the balls to stand up to the ice king while giving them something to laugh at. They wanted to make her one of their new toys and add her to their mischief. Also… they knew what it was like trying to stay in your own world and not let anyone else in. It was obvious the only ones she let in were her family, mostly her brother.
Tamaki thought she'd be a great addition to their school… and the way he'd seen Haruhi's eyes light up at seeing her friend had amazed him! He wanted Kagome to have a second chance in life, something that he wanted desperately with his grandmother.
Haruhi wanted an actual friend who knew her gender and understood her want of sanity. If Kagome came to the school than Haruhi would have at least one person to latch onto while the waves of insanity from the Host Club tried to drag her under.
Honey and Mori… well, they were already bosom buddies with her.
For Kyoya though… Kagome was an enigma. That and Tamaki would endlessly bother him about making things up to her for how he slighted Kagome.
Kagome felt like a yo-yo being ushered this way and that. It was a good thing she was wearing flats, if she'd been wearing heels she knew by now she'd have blisters the size of pebbles on her feet. Tamaki led the way with his father. She didn't so much like the stares being directed towards her, but most of the time the people would scurry off. That might've been on part due to Mori sending them a reprimanding look. He reminded her very much of Sesshomaru. Tall, quiet, and intimidating unless he had a small joy following him around. Rin had been such a precious thing. Kagome often wondered whatever became of the little girl, no doubt spoiled to death by her old friends.
"Kagome! Have you seen a ninja?" Tamaki asked, spinning around to look at her. Kagome stared dumbly at Tamaki while his father coughed to hide a laugh. "I saw one as soon as I came here! It was hiding in a limo!" Kagome nodded her head, thinking of Sango and Kohakku. They counted as ninjas right? "Ha! I knew someone else had to have seen them," chirped Tamaki, throwing a triumphant fist in the air.
"So you want to study nursing?" Mr. Suoh asked, he'd already been briefed by his son not to mention the fact that she couldn't speak. He was trying to tread as carefully as he could. Kagome nodded, biting nervously on her forefinger, but cast him a quick shy smile. Mr. Suoh had to restrain himself from reaching out to hug her; she looked just so darn adorable! He wasn't the only one, Tamaki had to hug himself from throwing his arms out wide and carrying her across the school in a hug. They were heading towards the wing where all the kids who wanted to pursue nursing in college studied. Kagome's eyes lit up as she peeked in on a classroom and saw they were actually studying how to place a broken leg with a dummy. She knew how to do that! How often had Yasha been into a scrap or someone gotten hurt? She had tended broken arms to missing limbs. Scratches and bruises. Ailments and broken souls. Countless people had been healed by her hands. She'd learned fast how to do all of those things. Her eyes were practically glowing at something she knew she could do that didn't require speaking.
Noticing the shine that was positively clouding around Kagome, Honey giggled. "I think Gome-chan still wants to do nursing," he crowed. Kagome looked down at Honey and her smile was huge as she imagined how ahead of the classes she would be. Obviously she'd have to do some studying when it came to the technical names and such, but when it came to in-the-moment decisions to make she'd excel.
"I've looked over your records from your other school. Your grades were relatively high before you took to traveling. I'm sure we can extend the date for you to try the entrance exams. But you have to show initiative," said Mr. Suoh. Kagome rejoined his side as they were lead up a flight of stairs. She tugged on his arm sleeve, a bit like a child would, and this time it was Tamaki who had the extra effort of restraining himself to keep to… except he didn't. Tamaki was hugging her so tight she could hardly breathe. She looked to Mori to help her and he quickly came to pry away the adoring prince. Honey and Kagome shared a knowing look before Honey chirped, "Kagome can do it!"
Mr. Suoh reached out to shake Kagome's hand eagerly. "Then I hope to say very soon welcome to Ouran High School!" He turned to look at Tamaki and they both began whispering and wondering if he couldn't just create a scholarship to welcome her. Those two really came from the same family tree. Kagome wondered what Tamaki's mother was like. Was she as bubbly as father and son?
Honey tugged on Kagome's hand as Tamaki threw open the Host Club door, his father running off to look through scholarships for Kagome to try for. At once she was sneezing from the stench of flowers. It wasn't that she was allergic; there were just so damn many she thought she'd walked into a botany class at first. Kyoya quickly hit a button that made the flower petals stop raining down from the ceiling. It appeared not all girls enjoyed the effect of drifting flowers. He'd never taken into account that someone might actually become red eyed over it than starry eyed. Well, it appeared that commoner was actually serving a purpose to visiting this school as he jotted down this note in his book.
"Welcome to the Host Club Kagome," Hikaru and Kaoru shouted. Haruhi ran over to grab Kagome's hand and tug her away from those pesky twins. Haruhi did not want Kagome molested on her first day visiting. The whole purpose of Kagome being here was to convince her to stay, not leave!
Kyoya gave that winning smile that normally brought guests in as he handed her a bouquet of colorful flowers. "We had these especially made from the rarest of flowers to apologize for the other day!"
Kagome pointedly stared at the flowers that he was prompting her to take. An absolute illusion that camouflaged the fact that this pompous and egotistical Kyoya Ootori guy had yet to say 'sorry' personally. She didn't care if he didn't mean it, just so long as she heard the words. Kagome took the tasteful blossoms with all the show of a beauty pageant winner and looked up at him from sooty eyelashes. Just as Kyoya was about to reevaluate his views on her being just another commoner with a short temper, Kagome raised the bouquet high in her hand and whacked Kyoya over the head with them. Kyoya was frozen was shock as he was assaulted by pricey petals whacking at him again and again. He'd never taken into consideration that a guy could be attacked by flowers. A trail of petals floated through the air and caught hold in his onyx hair.
Take that you rich bastard! Get over yourself, Kagome was arguing in her head since she couldn't yell out loud. Mori actually had a small smile and Honey was attempting to smother his giggles by burrowing his face in his cousin's leg.
"Oh my, Kyoya must've overstepped a commoner culture exchange," said Tamaki with a hand to his mouth. The ways of commoners amazed him. Did Kyoya perform an insult that required her to beat him with flowers? Or perhaps this was the commoner way of saying hello... Maybe that was why he was having a such a hard time getting through to Haruhi! He hadn't even told her 'hello' in the commoner way! Tamaki victoriously raised a pink rose in his hand and looked to Haruhi who pointedly told him with narrowed eyes that scared him off into a dark corner, "Don't even think about it sempai."
A few more whacks to Kyoya's shoulder and Kagome handed him the stems, not one single flower had all of its petals intact. Kagome brightened and walked away from him while Hikaru was pounding the floor laughing and Kaoru was videotaping it on his cell phone. This would go down in history as the first time a woman rejected Kyoya! And if they were keeping count well than it was Kyoya 1 for the mute comment and Kagome 2. The girls within the Host Club were in shock, but assumed it must have been some sort of inside joke of the sorts. Kyoya merely stared at her, his bent brows the only show of his aggravation, and began sweeping the petals off his uniform. Am I to be physically abused as well? Why does she seem to dislike me? I have the second highest request rate within the club! He was so put off it wasn't even funny how easily Kagome had gotten under his skin.
A huge banner swung up from the ceiling inviting her in. Haruhi led her around from person to person getting acquainted. She could feel a specific pair of steel colored eyes on her the entire time and it made her fidget. When she swung a glare in his direction he was merely taking notes with no eye on her at all. "Don't mind him Kagome," confided Haruhi. "He makes it his duty to find the background on everyone in his boredom." So that was it! She felt the faint twinge of anger at the fact that he would rather run checks on people's personal lives than actually become acquainted with them. Well, she'd throw him for a loop on his search.
Kagome slowly edged her way towards him. She wasn't really trying to be sneaky, if she had then Kyoya would've never noticed her. Of that Kagome was postive! Though she did suspect he had eyes in the back of the head with how quick he knew she was behind him. "Anything you need Kagome?" Kyoya asked without even looking up from his book. He never looked up; it just wasn't in him to give people the attention they desired unless it could benefit him. Kagome reached over and slipped the pencil out of his hand, their fingers briefly touched and Kyoya felt a little jolt. Probably static electricity. He wouldn't put it past Kagome to actually be a demon incarnate with the ability to summon electricity just to shock him. She wrote a little note on the side of his notebook so he could understand her. It threw him for a loop since he wasn't used to people coming so close to him unless they were a paying host and even then they kept their distance with him being the 'cool' type. But Kagome needed to be that close to communicate since he didn't know sign language. What she wrote was to see if he would take the bait. She wondered how far he would go for information. Would he jump at the bait?
Promise to lower Haruhi's debt by a quarter and I'll tell you where I went.
So she was onto him. His eyes narrowed for all of a second before he turned his back on her, promptly brushing her off. "I'll think about it."
Meaning no. Hmm. Her hand flew across the paper again, getting right in his way and forcing herself not to be brushed off so easily. then again, a Kagome wanting attention was never missed.
How about a bet? Figure out where I went and I'll do whatever you want within reason. Be it a favor or making me in your debt for a couple of months.
Solemn eyes scanned over her bet thinking over the benefits. It would be nice to break her pride considering she'd injured his. He wasn't going to soon forget being thrashed at with a bouquet of flowers. He was just as cocky as she was as his smooth voice rolled sweetly out, "You sound confident I won't find out." Kagome leaned over to write again, her black hair falling over her shoulders to show off her pretty little neck. She smelled like flowers, not store bought, but actual flowers, earth, and rainwater. It was quite a heady scent that Kyoya was unfamiliar with. He had to credit her with that and the fact that she cleaned up nice in prim business clothes. He could almost forget her poor pedigree.
Kagome leaned back and slid the pencil into his pocket, patting her hand over it to keep it safe. At least she wasn't stomping on his foot or hitting him with something.
I know you won't find it. If I win and you can't find out by the end of the school year, I want you to eliminate Haruhi's debt completely.
If it was a fight she wanted then it was a fight she would get. Normally Kyoya was given to reason and would much prefer to push at someone's pride by pretending they weren't important to him. Kagome however, she was a different story. "Deal." That smug smile like he knew what he was doing! Kagome was ready to see a pair of sharp incisors of a demon poking over his lips considering how pompously he acted like one. She stole the pencil one last time and wrote another message to convey her feelings before purposefully pushing his pencil over the hook of his ear. She was purposefully getting more personal just to unnerve him because she knew men like him. She'd known Sesshomaru and whenever someone had merely brushed against Sesshomaru in what he deemed was too inappropriate for his liking he'd threatened to sever their limbs. This man was no Sesshomaru. With as easily as Sesshomaru was tamed, Kagome knew she could take Kyoya down.
Good luck. Hope your foot feels better by then.
Kyoya's lips fell into a scowl as she bounced away, her carefree innocence just fueling this new vendetta.
A/N: I don't know why but I love the idea of Kyoya getting hurt all the time XD Plot bunnies are running rampant everywhere. Quick catch one! -Honey is trying his hardest-