Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Cardcaptor Sakura.
By: Natsu no Hinagiku
Seven o clock came too early for Kagome. She awoke to the pitter pattering of Souta's footsteps. She sighed and yawned, stretching. She crawled out of her futon and walked to the washroom, her eyes half closed. Shutting the washroom door behind her, she washed her face, showered and went to her room to don her new uniform. It was a powdery blue thing, a knee length skirt, white blouse, black tie and a blazer. It made Kagome's eyes stand out more and she stood in the mirror, admiring her new outfit.
"Aneue, what's for lunch?" Souta asked, poking his head into her room. She tied her hair up, leaving two strands to frame her face.
"Take the black bento," she told him, walking behind him and picking up her own powder blue bento. "I'll walk with you, since the schools are right beside each other." They strolled out the door, Kagome stopping to lock the door securely. Holding their briefcases, they walked to the center of Tomoeda. They encountered many people along the way, but none stopped to chat. Souta noticed, disappointedly that Kinomoto Sakura was not among the people whom they passed.
"Missing something?" Kagome smirked, "Or maybe someone?" Souta blushed and smacked her arm.
"Shut up, sis," he mumbled, flustered. "Wow, deja vu. Anyway, we're here. See ya after school."
"Yeah Yeah, see ya later squirt," she told him, walking off towards her school. 'Well,' Souta thought, 'Here goes nothing.'
"Whoa, this school is pretty nice," Kagome said aloud to herself, gazing at the three story school. She admired the pretty garden where other students were lounging and laughing and the large glass windows.
"Yea, the school gets a lot of money 'cuz the people in our school are smart," a voice remarked behind her. She spun quickly to see a man her age with short, dark brown hair and soft hazel eyes. He had slightly tanned skin and he was probably a bit over six feet. Something about his eyes made her recognized him. They were a lot like a certain Kinomoto Sakura, though hers were a beautiful shade of emerald.
"Kinomoto Touya?" she guessed on impulse. He raised an eyebrow and nodded. "I met your sister yesterday," she explained. He nodded again in understanding.
"I see. And may I know your name then?" he asked. She bowed.
"Higurashi Kagome," she told him, smiling as she straightened up. "I'm new here to Tomoeda. I moved in yesterday."
"Ah, old Kuramori's place on Kage Boku Rd?" he asked. She nodded and they sat in silence.
"Oh, hey Touya!" a new voice called out, breaking the silence. Kagome looked up into the face of the same man she had met on her shrine a long while ago. The one who could feel the God Tree's power pulsing. His olive eyes bore into hers and she felt the urge to call him out.
"Hey Yukito," Touya answered, waiting for the young man to get to where they were standing. "Can I introduce you to Higurashi-san?"
"Just Kagome, Kinomoto-san." She told him quietly. Her voice was betraying her, giving out. The new person, Yukito ... his presence felt almost regal and very cold and sharp.
"Then just call me Touya. Anyway, Kagome, this is Yukito Tsukishiro and Yukito, this is Higurashi Kagome," Touya introduced them.
"Hi," he said in a friendly manner, "Are you in third year too?" Kagome nodded. "I feel like I have met you before," he mumbled to himself. Kagome caught it but Touya didn't.
"We have met, Tsukishiro-san," Kagome told him crisply, "At my shrine, remember? The one with the creepy, giant oak tree?" Recognition dawned on his face.
"Oh yeah! That's right!" Yukito said, "By the way, just call me Yukito. What song was that you were singing then? It was really beautiful." Touya watched the scene. Yukito was usually the quieter one, more speaking when spoken to.
"Greensleeves," she replied. "It was an English song, made by a King. It was a beautiful song." Kagome smiled distantly, her clear blue eyes clouding over slightly in remembrance. Greensleeves had been Shippou's favourite bedtime song. Sango and Miroku enjoyed it greatly too and encouraged her to sing.
"Higu- Kagome?" Yukito asked worriedly, looking at the immobile girl caught up in her past. She blinked.
"Eto.. Huh?" Kagome asked, looking completely lost. Touya and Yukito chuckled. The bell rang then.
"What class are you in?" Touya asked her. She pulled a sheet of paper from her pocket.
"Ummm...3-C?" she said, looking at the paper.
"Okay, that's our class," Yukito told her reassuringly, "And it's just around this corner." They were at the corner when a loud, female voice screamed.
"TTTTTOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAA!" a tall red haired girl screamed, running at a fast pace and jumping onto Touya's back, latching on securely. "Good morning Touya. And who's this?" She examined Kagome thoroughly, "Touya's mine girl, beat it."
"Ehh, I could see that," Kagome said, sweatdropping. She laughed nervously, but in her head, the thought, 'This girl's crazy,' ran through her head. She ran fast too. "I'm Higurashi Kagome, a new student."
"Akizuki Nakuru," Nakuru introduced herself. The four of them walked into the classroom, and sat down. Kagome stood at the front of the room, waiting to be introduced and seated. The teacher, a middle aged woman named Mizuki Takashi stepped into the room.
"Ah," she said, "You must be the new student, Higurashi Kagome." Kagome nodded politely and bowed. "Introduce yourself dear."
"Konnichiwa. I am Higurashi Kagome. I am new to Tomoeda and I came from Tokyo. I hate math and am very good in history. Ummm I like Oden and Ramen?" Kagome finished off, uncertain on whether to add more or not.
"That's nice. Now, Kagome, please sit next to Akizuki-san," the teacher told her. She did as she was told and sat down next to Nakuru and took out her new math workbook.
Souta stepped onto the school grounds of his new school. He still had twenty minutes until the bell went for first period. He wandered about aimlessly, and though he would not admit it, he was looking around for Sakura. She wasn't there yet, so disappointedly, Souta walked around some more. There was a group of boys on the field, picking teams. One captain held a soccer ball in his hand, so Souta figured they were playing Soccer.
"Can I play?" he asked them. The one with the soccer ball gazed at him appraisingly. Souta was averaged height, but he was no pushover and he held himself up with a confident air.
"Sure," the kid told him, "I'm Urahara Akito. You can be on my team." The other team captain laughed idiotically.
"Ahahaha, you just signed your death warrant Urahaha. We get Syaoran!" a boy with brown hair and almost amber eyes walked up to join the other team. They quickly picked the other players and Souta walked over with his team to their side of the field.
"So, what position do you play?" Urahara asked him casually. Souta let a half smile flit across his face.
"Forward," he told Akito, as he began stretching his limbs. The other team looked at him like he was crazy.
"Why are you even bothering?" they asked him, "they have Syaoran on their team! We're going to be creamed!"
Souta snorted, "Kami! I promise you guys now that we will win. If you're a slacker though, sit your ass on the bench." Three boys who were really scared of Syaoran sat down. Syaoran's team gathered on the other side of the field, ready to play. "Let's get this party started," Souta murmured.
The game started. Souta's team had possession of the ball first. He ran fast, the ball being kicked alternatively with both of his legs to make it harder to steal from him. He passed it to Urahara would drove it more up field and Urahara passed to Kenji who passed to Souta. Souta kicked the ball, sending it spiraling towards the net. The opposition's goalie, a burly kid with messy brown hair, dove for the ball but missed by a bit and the net made a swooshing sound as the ball hit it. Then Syaoran's team got possession. Syaoran kicked it as far as he could, towards Kyo who immediately passed to Soujirou. Soujirou kicked it into the net and scored. This pattern continued on for a while.
"Twenty seconds!" the referee screamed at them. Souta's brow furrowed. It was a tie right now and his team had possession. Kenji passed it to him and Souta recklessly charged the ball all the way. He kicked the ball hard and it flew into the net at an alarming rate. Once again the inadequate goalie tried to block but missed.
"TIME!" the referee screamed. Souta's team cheered. They had beat Syaoran's team, a nearly unheard of thing.
"Wow! Go Souta!" Sakura cheered from the sidelines. Souta whipped his head up and saw Sakura smiling at him.
"You're Souta?" Urahara asked him, grinning delightedly. Souta nodded. "Well Souta, great game!" Souta beamed at him, and the two of them walked towards where Sakura was standing.
"Hey Sakura," Souta greeted her, a grin on his face. She flushed a light pink.
"Hey Souta! That was awesome! You're really good at soccer," she told him. He smiled and nodded.
"Soccer's always been my game. Yo Syaoran," he called to Syaoran, who had been watching the interaction jealously, "Good game, man." Syaoran nodded disgruntled. Sakura laughed.
"Don't mind him, he's used to winning," she remarked. They headed towards the school. "So what class are you in?"
"2-A," he told her, "Are you in my class?"
"Yup," she replied, "Our teacher is Mizuki-san. She's really nice but pretty strict. You'll like her. She gives out a little bit of homework. Mostly everything are projects."
"Oh good," Souta stated, "I hate teachers who either slack off or are the type who actually enjoy torturing other kids." Sakura giggled.
"Well, here we are," Sakura told him. "Welcome to 2-A." She slid open the door. "Ohayou gozaimasu, Mizuki-sensei!"
"Hello Sakura," Mizuki replied. Souta stared at the regal woman sitting at the teacher's desk. She had auburn hair and soft brown eyes. She was very pale and very tall. Her long coppery hair was tied up in a braid and she moved with fluidity and grace. She walked towards them and shook Souta's hand.
"You are Higurashi I presume?" she asked him. Her chocolatey eyes were examining him, searching him . He hoped Kagome's spell could block out this woman's searching gaze. Something about her seemed almost magickal. "Introduce yourself."
"I'm Higurashi Souta," he introduced himself to his new peers. Some girls began to giggle and blush, "I like History and Science, I hate Drama. I play soccer and I take Kendo." That was all he felt like saying. All the girls in the class had their attention on him and it was really starting to annoy him.
"Sit next to Daidouji-san," Mizuki told him. Said person raised their hand. Daidouji was a girl with long purple hair and purple eyes. She was really pretty and wore a very nice long black dress. She was slim and pale and he could already tell that she was an artistic person. He complied and sat in the empty desk next to hers. Behind him sat Syaoran and Sakura, Sakura looking almost jealously at Daidouji and Syaoran glaring at him.
"Open your textbooks to page 371 and do activity 3 please," Mizuki-san told them. He pulled out his grammar textbook and began his work.
Kagome was in P.E. class. The class had just started and Kagome walked uncomfortably towards where the rest of the class was. She could tell by the targets and bows stationed everywhere that they were doing archery. The rest of the class was waiting expectantly for her.
"Gomen ne, Kanako-sensei," she apologized, "When I went to get my uniform, I forgot to pick up my one for gym." The teacher's face softened.
"That's okay, Higurashi," she said, "but since you held up the class, I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you. How about you do a demonstration for archery?"
Kagome nodded. She walked expertly towards the bows. She picked up one and touched the string gently. It was too loose. She picked up another one, perfect. She could feel the other students' gazes, some sympathetic, some spiteful and some lustful. She emptied her mind and walked almost mechanically to where the quiver of arrows were stationed at. She took one arrow and fluidly nocked it, making sure the hen and cock feathers were in the right place. She raised the bow and took aim. Concentrating on not letting any powers show, she aimed for the dead center of the target. She pulled the arrow back as far as her ear. The bow was taut and Kagome tightened her grip on it. She released the arrow and with a satisfying twang it hit dead center of her target.
"It was a fluke probably," one girl amongst them said nastily. The teacher raised her eyebrow at the girl.
"Was it? I saw Higurashi's stance and everything. It was all correct. Higurashi, shoot again," the teacher ordered her. Kagome sighed inaudibly and nocked another arrow. She could hear some of the more malicious girls openly mocking her. 'I'll show them,' she thought. She pulled the arrow back a bit farther than her first one and let the arrow go. It whizzed through the air and went cleanly through her first arrow, splitting it in half.
"Excellent work, Higurashi!" the teacher beamed proudly, "Would you like to join the archery team? We could definitely use someone like you!" Kagome thought about it for a moment.
"Sure, why not?" she said lightly and the teacher grinned from ear to ear.
"Wow," she heard Yukito whisper to Touya, "she could give Yue a run for his money." Touya nodded sagely and Kagome's interest piqued. Who was this Yue?
"Glad you liked the display," Kagome told them innocently, "Who's Yue?" She watched as Yukito and Touya flinched.
"How did you- Umm...Yue is an old friend of mine," Yukito said nervously. She smiled as if she believed him and nodded. He let out an obvious breath of air he didn't realize he had been holding.
"Let's all work together," Nakuru said, latching herself into Yukito's and Touya's arms. Kagome smiled childishly at her childish delight and joined their group. They took turns shooting. Yukito and Nakuru were pretty good with the bows and Touya was okay. Nakuru tutored him a bit, wrapping her arms around his to help his form. Kagome noticed the barely there blush and grinned.
And meanwhile, it was gym for Souta. They however, were doing kendo. He picked up a rather light bamboo bokken and swished it about. The gym teacher noticed this. "Higurashi," he boomed, "I want you to do a demonstration spar with Urahara." he nodded stiffly and walked onto the mats. Urahara was there too, a bamboo bokken in hand.
"Don't hold back, okay?" Souta told Urahara, who nodded and smirked.
"This is going to be so much fun," Urahara said, "I've been practicing kendo for five years."
"Same," Souta told him, surprised. They bowed to each other then got into a ready position. Neither wanted to make the first move. The girls in the P.E. class were screaming and cheering for Souta.
Finally Urahara made the first move, his sword coming down quickly on Urahara, who blocked it with a swift parry. He pushed him back a bit, and then thrust his sword at Souta's abdomen. Souta saw it coming and knocked the sword away, and struck for Urahara's shoulder. Urahara moved, but not quickly enough, as the sword had smacked his arm. Urahara aimed for his legs. Souta jumped and Urahara saw the opportunity. He took his sword and sent it crashing down on Souta's head. He blocked it but it glanced off of one of his shoulders and Urahara pointed his bokken's tip at Souta's throat.
"I won," Urahara exclaimed, "Good match, Souta." Souta grinned at him.
"I won too," Souta told him, and Urahara looked down. Souta's bokken was pointing straight at his heart.
"Well, I'll be," Urahara said, "That was fun." Souta grinned at him and nodded.
"Definitely," he replied, stepping off of the mat. He was bombarded by girls the minute he stepped off and he tried his best to wave them away.
"Hey there, Daidouji-san, Sakura-chan," he said, smiling heartmeltingly at them. They both flushed a bit and replied with a great match.
"Just call me Tomoyou," Tomoyou told him, smiling and fluttering her eyelashes. Souta was oblivious to all this. Syaoran stood nearby, gritting his teeth. Sakura probably like Higurashi too.
End of the day...Kagome thought sleepily. She was trying to choke through the Sengoku Jidai lecture the teacher was giving them. Her eyelids drooped. It was funny really. While she was living it, it was fun. But after someone published a novel and it was quoted back at her, she felt so bored.
"Higurashi!" the teacher's voice snapped, "Tell me, who was the fifth person to join the shard hunting group?" Kagome sighed. Ahh, the old trick question. Many people assumed it was Sango who had been the fifth to join, but none ever took into account that the demon cat Kirara had joined the group first.
"The demon neko Kirara," Kagome told her, not batting an eyelash. The teacher gazed appraisingly at her.
"You're sharp," he muttered. Then he continued the lesson.
Ahh end of the school day! 'What freedom..' Souta thought. He went to grab his shoes from the locker and moved instinctively to the right when a ton of love letters sloshed out sloppily from it. Urahara chuckled.
"Whoa, you're popular," Urahara teased. Souta rolled his eyes.
"Want em? I'm just going to burn them," Souta offered. Urahara shook his head.
"I'm only an eighth grader," Urahara said, "but I can see that everyone in that class except Kinomoto-san and Daidouji-san are sluts. They are the only ones who I could probably handle being around. Speaking of which, did Daidouji give you any?"
"You like Daidouji?" Souta asked. Urahara nodded.
"She's pretty and smart. Plus she has a beautiful voice," Urahara listed. "Anyway, I'll see you later." He departed and Souta picked up all of the love letters and phone numbers. They'd make good kindling. He changed his shoes and walked out the door at the same time as Sakura.
Kagome was standing there with two other guys. One had pale skin, olive eyes and gray hair. The other had tanned skin, brown eyes and mud brown hair. He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Hey squirt," Kagome and Touya said at the same time. Sakura and Souta pouted.
"I'm not a squirt!" they yelled in unison. The three high school students looked at each other and cracked up.
"We need to set these two up," murmured Kagome. Sakura and Souta blushed.
"Anyways, see you people later. C'mon Souta, let's go home." she grabbed Souta's arm and steered him towards their house.
"See ya, Sakura," he called over his shoulder. She waved in reply.
"How about Kare Raisu for dinner?" Kagome asked. Souta nodded. Kagome's curry sauce for Kare Raisu was really good. Mouthwateringly good. The two siblings hightailed it home, where Kagome cooked dinner and they ate hungrily. Then they sparred for a few hours and then went to sleep.
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