I do not own Inuyasha or Ouran High School Host Club. The honors go to Rumiko Takahashi and Bisco Hatori

Summary: Two scholarships were given out instead of one. However due to Kagome's poor health, she was kept a secret from the world. However, now she is able to attend Ouran Academy. Even so, Ouran Academy has a big surprise for her that will make Kagome rethink her expectations of this school.

Secret Student

Chapter 4 - The Motherly Type

"How about the Motherly type? Kagome has always been nice, kind, wise, and very overprotective, especially of the younger ones. I remember one time when we went to the mall a small kid went to her and called her mama. In the end, it turned out that the kid's mother told him to go find someone that looks like a mom to help him out since mothers seem to more likely help out kids than any other type of person. I wouldn't really blame the kid though. Kagome was wearing a cute blue knee length dress and her eyes held a mother type of light since she was talking about this kid named Shippo who was orphaned," said Haruhi.

Everyone looked at me with a questioning look. I sighed and said, "I was sick so I often went to the country side to get some fresh air. During that time, I met a kid named Shippo who became an orphan because his parents were in a horrible accident. I took care of him when I could and always brought his treats whenever I had to go back because of my illness. He followed me around wherever I went but he could never follow me back to Tokyo. He had things to do at the little town so he never got the chance to visit my shrine. However, because of my illness I only lasted a few days in Tokyo before I had to go back to the town. Anyways, one day I tried to visit him but the town was a ghost town. There was no letter or anything to indicate as to where he went. Shippo did mention something about the town being moved but he never went in depth about it." As I talked about Shippo, I never noticed how I sounded similar to my mother whenever she talked about me or Souta. The host club did notice though. They looked at me in approval.

"Then it is official! Kagome-chan is the Motherly type but don't you worry my daughter! I will protect you from any males and make sure you stay innocent!" Tamaki yelled out while hugging me really tightly. I tried getting out of his grasp without hurting him. Even so, Tamaki had a strong hold on me. I kept on struggling until I felt someone free me from Tamaki's grasp and encase me in theirs. I looked up only to see that Mori was my hero. My knight in shining armor has come to save me.

I blushed a deep red when Mori decided to hold me bridal style. I wrapped my arms around his neck so I couldn't fall but I knew he wouldn't let go. Something deep inside me is telling me that I am safe with Mori and that he will protect me, even if he puts his life in danger. What scares me the most is that I never had this feeling with Inuyasha. I had to be constantly reassured by everyone else that Inuyasha would protect me. But with Mori, I just knew it. I didn't had to be reassured or anything. This thought was something I knew was, no is a fact.

"Thank you Mori. Can you please set me down though?" I whispered. Mori nodded and gently set me down on a seat. Inuyasha never treated me this gently., even when he was a human. Inuyasha was rough and uncaring. However, Mori is gentle and kind. It actually seems that Mori cares about me more than Inuyasha ever did. Hell, Inuyasha claimed that he cared for me but he never treated me this gently. For the first time since my father died, I felt like I was important and someone to be cared for.

I thanked Mori for setting me down on the chair. Then, he offered me another piece of strawberry vanilla cake which I took and thanked him for. Mori gave me a gentle pat before he sat on the couch in front of me and looked out of the window next to us. Everyone stared in shock for a moment but I swear I saw Haruhi and Honey smirk at each other. Before anyone can ask what happened, the doors were opened and soon enough Music Room #3 was filled with the voices and laughter of women.