A/N Finally an update, Sorry.

With that said I'd like to say I am not going back and editing previous chapters because FFN got rid of my page breaks. I'll just start new from here on out.

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Kagome sighed as she walked down the steps of Ouran Academy. Glancing around as she was about to turn left, she noticed Kyouya also walking down the steps. "Hey, Kyouya," The youngest Ootori turned towards her.

"Yes?" He quirked one eyebrow upward, "What do you want?"

She glared at his brash tone of voice, but quickly remembered what she was doing, "Um," She scratched the back of her neck, "I just wanted to say thanks for covering me back there,"

"Of course," Kyouya continued to walk down the steps towards a black stretch limo, "We don't want your secret getting out, now do we?"

Kagome gapped, "So, you do know something?"

She received no reply, for he only opened up the door to the limo and began to get in. Glaring, getting more frustrated by the second, Kagome walked over and grabbed hold of the door just as the driver was above to close it. "Excuse me?" He asked curtly.

"Hold it," She glared at the man in suit and then turned to Kyouya who was seated by the door, glaring at the girl. "What is it that you want? I have other obligations to get to,"

"Tell me right now what you know," Kyouya sighed. He turned to his driver, "We'll be taking Kagome with us, than dropping her off at home,"

Hesitant about the request, the driver still held onto the door, "Mr. Ootori…"

"It is not a request, but a demand. You will drive her home. Kagome, get into the car,"

Kagome watched the exchange, and although still agitated, spoke to the driver, "I live at Sunset Shrine over…" she pointed, "…that way,"

The driver nodded, and once the new passenger was inside the vehicle, he closed the door and went around, starting up the engine.

"Now tell me, what do you know?" Kagome demanded as she turned to face Kyouya.

"A few things," She still glared, "I'm serious."

"As am I," He began smirking. Oh, how she detested that smirk. He just thought he could get anything he wanted because of his social status.

He knew she was agitated and angry at him, and that just made him smirk even more. He controlled her every move. "Would you really like to know?"

"Yes," She sighed exasperately. This man lived to drive her insane; she swore by it.

"Well, you see, I have these ancestors,"

"We all have ancestors, Kyouya,"

He nodded, "See, you are smart."

Glaring she motioned for him to continue, "And…"

"Mine are somewhat well known to history buffs, as well are based mainly on monks," Kagome nodded.

"Who exactly are they,"

"A man by the name of Miroku and a woman by the name of Sango,"

Kagome could have fallen over if some one where to poke her, that was how shocked she was. "M-Miroku and S-Sango?" She chocked on her words.

"Yes, you know of them?" She knew that he knew that she knew of the two as well as what they were known for. Once again, he was just playing with her.

"Yes, as a matter of fact-ly, I do," Kagome sighed, "Let me guess, Miroku kept that scrap book I gave him as well as the records he was constantly writing?"

"Now Kagome, how could you have given him anything? He was alive only five-hundred years ago," Kyouya smirked once again.

"Answer the question," Kagome spoke through gritted teeth.

"Fine then," Kyouya reached into a compartment into the limo, "He did keep both things you speak of. As well, I have them both with me."

Kagome gapped. Such old artifacts in some snotty family's limousine; that was just…wrong! "You have them in HERE?"

"Why yes," Kyouya smirked, flipping through the scrapbook. "I figured you'd demand to know something one of these days,"

Glaring, she took the book out of his lap, "Give me that," Kagome looked through the pages, and despite the anger she held for Kyouya, she couldn't help but to smile, laugh, and nearly cry at the pictures.

The quest was completed, and although she want to finish her school-education before returning for any extended amount of time, that didn't mean she didn't miss her other family.

As the pages turned, Kagome chocked back a sob with a laugh as she traced her fingers over the one picture. It was taken after the final fight with Naraku, once they had all been bandaged up. Kagome showed one of the villagers how to work the 'other worldly concoction', and even though she wanted to have a nice photo—yes, they were in bandages, but it was an amazing moment—everything was chaos.

Shippou had been bouncing around, full of joy, while Inuyasha had a bandage wrapped around most of his torso and chest, as well a headache—due to the small fox demon more so than his wounds.

Miroku had a bandage over his right arm as well as his head. However, unlike the bandage on his right arm—as the wind-tunnel disappeared, it was sucked up into nothingness and so it had started to rip his hand and arm apart—the head bandage was put there because as soon as his arm was bandaged Miroku groped Sango, and she thus hit him harder than normally.

Sango had bandages scattered around her arms as well as on her legs, along with cuts on her face. Miroku told her she looked no more beautiful than she did then. She hit him across the face and said he was only being a pervert. However, she did smile as she said so.

Kagome, however, had her hands wrapped up, unlike her friends, and withheld bandages from her chest that were visible do to the fact that they stretched to part of her skin that wasn't covered by her shirt.

Along with the normal group were Sesshoumaru, Jakken, Rin, Kouga, and Ayame. Sesshoumaru didn't seem to have a scratch on him. He kept his posture perfect, glaring like he always did at Inuyasha who, in the picture, was yelling at Shippou, who was jumping around with slight tears in his eyes. However, if you looked close enough, you could see some bandages around his right wrist.

Kouga, however, was like Inuyasha. Shirtless, but unlike Inuyasha, he only had part of his torso bandaged, as well as had bandages on his shins where the Jewel Shards had been pulled out by Naraku during the battle. Ayame's hair was a mess, and she had cuts along her face like Sango, as well as bandages on her lower arms and legs. She was hit full on my Kagura's wind during the fight, and still felt week. So in the picture, as Kouga looked on at Kagome with adoring eyes, Ayame lay leaned against him, held protectively by his arm even though he was ogling the miko.

Rin was fine, and like Shippou was bouncing around, and Jakken had a large bump on his head. This wasn't from fighting, since he stayed back with the Shippou and Rin; the bandage was from the young human child who had decided to play 'Who can throw the most rocks at Jakken before they grow tired'. The two were at it for hours. So, in the picture, Rin was smiling brightly by Sesshoumaru's leg, while Jakken glared at her from a couple feet away.

Sango was in mid-slap and Kagome was smiling brightly, talking to Keade, as the flash went off, and the picture was taken.

It caught them as their true selves.

Kagome turned to look at Kyouya, who was shocked by the softness in her face. She looked down at his right hand, and grasped it. He was taken aback, and yet, let her do what she pleased. She turned his palm upward and traced a circle in the center of his hand. She mumbled softly, but he still heard it, "…where the wind tunnel would be…"

Kyouya was about to say something comforting, to prove to her that he wasn't such a jerk, when his driver called out, "We've reached the shrine, Ms. Kagome," The call pulled her and him out of their inner musings, and Kyouya almost slapped himself. Why would he care if she thought him of a jerk or not? She was just a member of the Host Club, someone able to bring a profit to the table.

"Thank you for letting me see the pictures," Kagome smiled softly, wiped her eyes of any trace of tears, and grabbed her bag, getting out of the limo as the door was opened.

Just as the door was almost entirely shut, Kyouya called out, "You're welcome," She heard, even if it was quick, and smiled back at the car's tinted windows.

She continued to smile as she walked up the steps to her house, and continued even more as she took off her shoes and set down her school bag. She smiled all the way into the kitchen as she was about to say hello to her mother. However, the sight before her caused for her to stop in her stops; Caused the smile to disappear.

"Honey, Senri here was hoping to talk to you," Her eyes widened; frightened her secret had been found out.

"U-Uh, y-yes Mama," She turned from her mother's bright gaze to Senri's slightly smug, slightly confused expression; mostly smug, though.

"I'll leave you two to it," Mrs. Higurashi walked out of the room out into another room.

"Kagome," Senri said, and Kagome sat opposite of her at the table.

"Y-yes," Kagome spoke hesitantly.

"You've probably realized I know your secret…" Kagome nodded nervously. Even if Senri hadn't talked to her mother, she would have seen the pictures of her brother and self as they went through different stages in each one's childhood lined across the walls. The blonde-haired girl smiled, "…and I want you to know,"

Kagome took a deep breath.

"That I think what you're doing is SO AWESOME,"

Kagome starred. She thought this girl would threaten her and use blackmail, or do SOMETHING catastrophic to ruin her new life at school, but…no. She…complimented her on it.

"You, uh, do know what you're talking about, right?" Kagome asked hesitantly, wary of the girl.

"Yup," Senri smiled brightly, her eyes twinkling in delight.

"So you don't care that I'm a girl?" Senri shook her head.

"'Cause you know, I have no problem with gay people or cross-dressers," Senri continued to smile as Kagome starred in shock.

"I-I'm sorry, I think you have it all wrong…" Kagome gapped at the other freshman girl.

"Hm, what do you mean?" Senri cocked her head to the side in question.

"You see…" Kagome looked at Senri, "I'm not gay."

"Oh…" Senri said slowly, "So, you're just a cross-dresser, then?"

Kagome nearly banged her head on the table, "In this case, I suppose. I only wore the men's uniform because I didn't like the frilly yellow dress. It's not like I wanted to be identified as a male, it just happened,"

Senri made an O with mouth, understanding what Kagome meant. "Oh, well, I guess I understand…but, the dress is so awesome! You can spin in it and it'll ruffle out and everything!" Senri stood up and demonstrated, however, she almost fell from the sudden and quick turns.

Kagome laughed, "I guess to some it is, and to others it isn't,"

"True," Senri sat down, "So now what? I know your big secret,"

"Yeah, I guess you do," Kagome thought aloud, "You're not gonna blackmail me or anything, are you?"

"Me? Never!" Senri laughed, "I just was thinking how am I ever going to remember to identify you as a guy around Aiko and Emiko, that's all,"

"Oh, I get it," Kagome nodded, "I guess we'll just have to try our best." Senri nodded, "But you know what, I think I like this. It's good to have someone know that I'm girl rather than a guy." Kagome smiled brightly, as did Senri. She had thought the worse was going to happened, nearly hopped for it, and yet, things worked out.

Everything really was going smoothly.

Well, for the mean time, that is

"Attention Host Club!" Everyone in the room—aka the Club's members—looked towards their eccentric President and King, Tamaki.

"What is it?" Haruhi asked.

"I am commencing a party for the Hosts to celebrate our great turn out in profit this year. We shall stay up all night and play silly commoner games," The group starred.

"So, you mean a sleepover?" Kagome asked, her eyebrow raised.

"Exactly!" Tamaki exclaimed.

Hunny cheered with happiness, "This'll be so much fun! We'll get to have tons of sugars and sweets and treats!" Mori nodded along with his cousin.

Kyouya looked at Tamaki, "And who exactly will be paying for this extravaganza? Since it is not directly Host Club related, the funds we have received will not be used on this silly party, I hope you know,"

Tamaki nodded, "Father was the one to have suggested it, actually, and so said that he would pay. He said we'd been doing very well this year—academically and by Host means—and that he wanted us to have time to relax."

Kyouya nodded while Haruhi muttered, "Rich bastards," under her breath.

"What about you two?" Tamaki turned to the twins.

"It'll be fun," Kaoru coon-ed with a smirk gracing his features.

"Quite so," Hikaru agreed, "We will be able to see not only Haruhi in her cute pajamas, but our dear Kagome as well,"

Kaoru nodded, "It'll be a dream come true, at such a slumber party,"

The two continued to talk about the 'fun' they'd have while Tamaki's anger started to steam up even more. Just as he was about to burst Kagome spoke, "I'm sure I'll be allowed to come. Although, Hikaru and Kaoru, I have to ask, what makes you think Haruhi and I would have cute little pajamas if we don't even dare to wear the frilly female uniform?"

The twin's faces fell, and Tamaki became happy again. Kagome smiled. Two sad twins were better than a depressed Host Club King.

"So we're all in agreement of attending?" Kyouya looked at everyone. No one objected so he made a note on a piece of paper.

Tamaki beamed as he stood, "Good, I will send out a limo to pick everyone up next weekend at…" he turned to Haruhi and Kagome, "What time do commoners usually start these type of parties?"

Haruhi sighed while Kagome laughed, "Between four and six PM, usually,"

Tamaki nodded, "A limo will be sent to pick everyone up next weekend at five PM, sharp." The Club nodded and everyone got up to leave.

Oh, the joy they were about to have.

A/N

I had a lot of page breaks in here, and I really got my plot mini arcs moving. So Yay!

If you find any mistakes that I have missed please let me know.

Word Count: 2,459 Not that long, meh