Disclaimer: I don't own ze series in zes storie. :)

a/n: Kagome = middle schooler. happy reading!

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Kagome stepped off the bus grumbling, looking at the slightly crumpled sheet of paper in her hand, containing directions to a school.

The vehicle pulled away and she started down the street. The source of her grumbling was hidden away in her small blue backpack.

The Higurashi family did not usually receive mail in their mailbox.

It was not because they lacked a mailbox, they had one, it was because the post office would lump the families personal mail in with the mail people sent to the shrine, which all went to a PO box.

So every few days Kagome's mother would head down to check it.

This time, however, a few letters that belonged to someone else had accidentally got shifted in with their mail. Mama Higurashi hadn't noticed this until she was already back at the shrine, but easily found a solution.

Kagome remembered her mother's words this morning when she had popped out of the well, with just enough time to get ready for school.

"Kagome-chan, after school can you please deliver these." Her mother handed her a small stack of envelopes.

She looked at them with curiosity. "Who is 'Haruhi Fujioka'?"

"I don't know, but their mail was mixed in with ours. They look important, so could you please..?"

Kagome nodded and put them into her backpack. "Sure mama!"

Now though, what had started out as a small trip turned into a full out journey!

Nobody was home at the Fujioka residence, and Kagome was just going to leave them at the door step but a small voice in the back of her head, sounding suspiciously like her mother, told her handing them directly to this Haruhi person was the only way to make sure they had received.

That, and the neighbor told her the Haruhi stayed after school for a club.

'There goes a good chunk of my study time!' She sighed, balling up the tiny scrap of paper and tossing it on the ground. Inuyasha, that stubborn boy, had only given her 3 days to come back and catch up on a months worth of missed tests, and to collect her homework before they had to leave again. "Gah, This Fujioka had better be greatfull!"

Kagome rounded the corner and came upon the gate to the school she was looking for, Ouran Academy. She looked at the school in wonder. "Wow.." It was a private high school, and apparently only really rich people went there, she guessed, spying a fountain. 'But then, how does someone with a house like this Haruhi Fujioka get the money to go here?' She didn't have an answer to that question.

Kagome wondered around the school, taking in its beautiful landscaping and architecture. 'If Sesshomaru was a high schooler he would definitely go here. '

She pictured the demon lord in dramatic western styled royal outfit, with puffy sleeves and high heels. Kagome held in a giggle at the mental image and spyed a boy leaving one of the buildings. "Ah excuse me..?"

The boy stopped and turned his attention to the young girl jogging over to him. Kagome watched him look at her uniform with curiosity.

"Can you tell me where I can find a Haruhi Fujioka?"

The boy nodded and pointed to the building he had just exited. "Fujioka-san is probably in the third music room, but clubs are over so you'll have to hurry if you want to catch him. "

"Thank you!" Kagome bowed and took off into the building. Finally she would be able to go home. Hopefully Inuyasha didn't go to her house to check on her, or he would throw a fit that she wasn't home.

'This building is as big as it seems.' The blue eyed girl thought as she followed a sign that had different rooms listed on it, and pointed up the stairs for the third music room.

She noticed groups of girls scattered around the hallway, and even had passed some on the stairs. Mostly they giggled and whispered to one another, but the few who noticed her seemed to stare at her like she was a different species of human, 'Weird...and that uniform? Hideous!'

Whoever designed the uniforms for this school must have hated females.

Kagome shook her head and tightened her grip on the straps of her bag. She had a weird feeling about this place.

Finally she arrived outside of the room she was searching for, and pushed the door open.

Only to have her hands grabbed in such a familiar position that she thought for a moment Kouga had been waiting for her on the other side of the door. 'With that one I wouldn't doubt it..'

Of course, it was not the wolf demon, but a young blond boy wearing... was that a lion costume?

All of the 7 people inside of the room were wearing some sort of animal costume.

It was nowhere close to Halloween.

'Oh god, this isn't a some sort of... furry club, is it?'

The boy holding her hands in is own started talking to her. "Ahh, I am sorry my lovely princess, but club hours are over-"

Kagome interrupted him, skillfully untangling his hands from hers. "Um, ok.." She laughed nervously, stepping back. "I'm just looking for someone named Haruhi Fujioka?"

All of the boys in the room stopped what they were doing and turned to look at her. Kagome fidgeted at being the center of attention. 'Maybe I should have just left the stupid letters at their house..'

As she was silently debating on just leaving, one of the boys stepped forward. "Hey, I recognize that uniform, Suika Junior High, right? "

Kagome nodded, but jumped when the two red-heads appeared on either side of her.

"Ne, Haruhi, this is what public school uniforms look like?" One of the questioned, pulling on Kagome's sleeve.

"This skirt is so.. short!" The other twin grinned, poking at her skirt.

The black haired woman wasn't used to strangers touching her so boldly, her cheeks heating up.

"Get away from her, you devils!" The blonde one shooed them away from her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "I won't allow you to corrupt this young girl!"

"Uhh.."

"What has caused you to seek out Haruhi, young one? You may call me Tamaki-senpai, or Daddy!"

Kagome started to decline. "That's ok I-"

Tamaki continued to talk. "I know! You must be related!" He pulled Haruhi over and stood them by each other. "I can see the family resemblance!"

The twins perked up. "How come you never told us you had a cousin, Haruhi?"

'What the heck is going on here?' Kagome tried to inch away from the blond man, who must have been delusional, but his grip was surprisingly tight. Haruhi rolled her eyes at the scene going on before them.

"Haruhi-chan, your cousin is so adorable!" Another blonde boy gushed, though smaller than the crazy one, sitting on the shoulders of a tall boy. "What's your name? You can call me Hunny!"

"I'm Kagome but-" Kagome spoke, the same time Haruhi said, "She isn't my-"

Sadly, the two were ignored as all of the boys started trying to talk over one another.

Thankfully, Kagome was finally free as Tamaki yelled at the twins and they started running around the room.

They moved off to the side of everyone.

Haruhi scratched the back of her neck. "I'm really sorry about all this. What was it you needed?"

Kagome smiled. "It's fine. I have a pack of ones just like this at home." She thought of her feudal era friends. "Anyway, I just came by to give you your mail. Apparently some of yours got mixed in with mine." She removed her backpack and unzipped it, reaching in to pull out the stack of letters.

Haruhi's eyes lit up as she took them. "Ah! I was wondering where those were! Thank you so much."

It was silent before Kagome looked at the cotsume Haruhi was wearing and awkwardly asked, "So... are you guys furries, or.."

"Oh god no!" The brown haired 'boy' quickly replied, looking embarrassed. "It's a host club, but they were trying out some ideas and made us all dress like this."

"Oh!" Kagome laughed. "Well, I should probably get going."

Haruhi nodded. "Thank you again, I might see you around sometime?"

"Ehh, maybe..." Kagome said hesitantly, thinking about the well. She probably wouldn't see the boy. "Bye, Fujioka-san!"

The blue eyed girl used the skills she didn't even know she had to sneak out of the room, lest she be grabbed by Tamaki again.

"Well, this was a weird experience!" She commented to herself, shouldering her backpack and leaving the school.

All thoughts of host clubs and costumes were put from her mind as she pulled out her math notes and tried to memorize formulas as she waited for the bus to pull up.