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If you've chosen to not re-read the story due to the chance that this will be…well crap. Then I don't blame you, although I do have great expectations for this fic. Perhaps it will be greater than the original JNO. :3 I'd like to thank err…damn don't know who the hell you are but you know who you are. The person who said I needed to stop acting as if I was a 10 year old with a pen. :3 Yeah thanks.

You have motivated me to try again, only go through this slowly or at least at a pace that will keep everyone from being confused. And if I'm making absolutely no sense right now…oops. :3

Enjoy.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

~FB~ (Flashback)

Just Not Ordinary

Chapter 1: An Awkward Task

"I give up!"

Kagome grinned down at Miroku. The poor guy looked so beat up, but then again, so did she... The woman pushed a strand of ebony away from her face. 'Damn hair, always in my way'. Offering Miroku her hand, she smiled. He mumbled his thanks before grasping it. Blushing strongly as she hefted him up, Miroku dusted off his robes. Kagome watched him for any sign of pain, hoping that she hadn't caused any injuries during the spar. He seemed fine. Turning on her heel she skipped towards the dojo doors.

"Kagome…" She heard him call. Turning slowly, the miko was startled by his pained expression. She rushed to him, almost certain that She'd hurt him.

"Are you okay!? Did I hurt you!? Is it your arm? It's your arm isn't it!? I knew I had punched too hard!" She was so disappointed with herself that she didn't hear Miroku, telling her how he was fine.

"KAGOME!"

The woman jumped. "Geez, Miroku you don't have to yell…"

He looked angry, and she laughed lightly. "I wouldn't have to yell if you had listened to me in the first place!" He was now looking down at her. 'Damn him and his tallness'. He still looked a little angry, but then his face shifted to the same pained look before. "You do know what will happen if Kikyo just happens too win?" he didn't stop there. "That man is evil; ruthless he treats his people like… A-any wrong move, he'll kill you."

Kagome stood still, her face was blank, well at least she hoped it was. Nodding briskly, she turned, once again going for the doors. "I'm not joking Kagome, Sesshoumaru is brutal…" He grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "And you also realize the only way she wouldn't?" 'I'd have to be dead'. She was sure he saw how she felt in her eyes…maybe that's why he let go. He smiled; it hurt to see her friend and older brother figure in such pain…especially if the pain was because of her. "I understand." He said.

Kagome feel like crying. Miroku had been hurt more than once. If he lost her only Sango would be left, but then even Sango would be depressed. Heading towards the doors for the last time, she inhaled deeply. "I can take care of myself …"

Kagome felt very uncomfortable. Her body was stiff, and she was a little tired. She must've fallen asleep then. What time is it? She peered out the window, the sun was almost settings. That means she's been sleeping for about 2 hours or something. The miko sat up and slowly stretched her arms. Sniff Sniff

"Ew." God knew she needed a bath.

She started to remove her Haori, stopping when she heard a light tap on the screen. She sighed disdainfully. Slipping back on the outer shirt she muttered a command. The shoji opened and a servant was revealed. But not just any servant, it was Jyou. He was a rude thing. Thinking everyone and everything was beneath him. The first time they met was 3 years ago, when Jyou had been taken in because his parents wanted to teach him a lesson on obedience. The boy had snuck into Kikyo's room and begun to steal some of her jewels. Kagome had caught him, and Jyou was severely punished. 20 lashes. She could hear him screaming in the dungeons. From then on the boy had tried to jeopardize Kagome's life.

She would try to avoid him as much as possible since then, but he would always find someway to accidentally stumble upon her. He would comment on how superior he was to her, and go on about his beauty. Jyou was quite a nice treat to the eyes. He always made quite a few heads turn. He had blond hair that reached his tailbone which was usually done in low braid. He was fit and slender for his age. His eyes were a misty kind of grey that were rimmed with a stony green and His skin was pale tan color. He would have half of the castle's population both men and women lusting after him, if not for his attitude.

"Humph, Lord Higurashi requested your inferior presence." He glared, muttering something about being dull.

Kagome blinked, obviously used to his treatment of her. "Thank you."

The youkai boy walked away, not bothering to reply with a "Your welcome". Kagome had accepted this long ago, and was no longer bothered as she had been the first few times. Suddenly seeing as this might be the last time she would see him, she decided to go for something new. She stepped out of the room, and closed the screen behind her. Quickly trailing after Jyou she latched her arms around his form. He was rigid.

"W…What are you doing?" His voice sounded panicked, as if he thought it would be his last words.

"I'm hugging you." What a stupid question to ask.

"Why?" His distaste to the action was quite evident.

Kagome frowned. How had she not seen this coming? Of course the runt wouldn't like her way of saying thanks. Sighing inwardly, she pulled her arms away from Jyou. She looked at his face, he looked pissed. But that wasn't new.

"Good bye Jyou, have a nice day." And with that she walked away in the opposite direction.

As she walked towards the main living quarters she recalled the memory that had prepared her for this day.

~FB~

Kagome patted her stomach happily. It was almost dinner, and word around was that Hei and Yei – the castle cooks - had prepared an immensely large dish filled with almost every variety of meat, fruits, vegetables and more. It was all to celebrate the 21st year of having her father as human lord of the portions that border both the north-east.

"No!" Kagome was startled into reality when she heard her mothers cry of protest. She sped up her pace, what could anger the sweet woman so?

"Calm down Mia." Her father was there…so everything should be alright.

"I will not!" Okay, never mind. The miko peeped through a door crack into the room that seemed to hold her mother and father. Her mother looked livid! She was panting, her face red from anger and there seemed to be a few broken vases here and there. Either she had a tantrum, fought off a boar, or is youkai. Of course the last one was way out of the question; her mother was nothing if not a sweet human. As for the boar theory, there were no carcasses anywhere, so also out. Thus leaving her with tantrum. Still a strange thought, it was likely.

Akio, her father frowned, and reached for her mothers arm, but was hissed at. "I refuse! You will not just give Kagome's life away! If Kikyo needs a guard, choose one of the hundreds we have! Not our daughter!!"

A guard? Why would Kikyo need a guard? She pressed her ear to the door, hoping to hear more details.

Akio sneered. "Why not Kagome?" She cringed slightly. Kagome knew her father despised her with every fiber in his body, but she chose to ignore it.

"If Kagome left with Kikyo, there's a chance Kikyo will win, and Kagome would have no choice but to stay with her! We might never see her again!!"

"Of course we will, at meeting and…"

"We're a MINOR land we won't be at these meetings!!"

"But…"

"There's also the fact that if during one of the trials, Kagome lost…that would mean she would have died…Kikyo would be sent home with a different guard…" Her voice cracked.

"M-mia…" She heard steps, so she could only guess her father was walking to her mother.

"Akio, we can't!"

"Mia, I'm sorry, but Kagome is accompanying Kikyo to the west."

~FB~

Only later on that same day she found out why she would be accompanying Kikyo to west. Apparently her sister was qualifying to become mate to current Lord of the West.

"Sesshoumaru Taisho…" she tested his name. She'd heard quite a few stories about him. Either talking about his power, money, cruelty, or looks. He was the person that had Miroku scared for her life. He couldn't be that bad…could he? If he was…how would he treat Kikyo? He's not one of those youkai that beat there wives is he? Kagome clenched her fists her knuckles turning white. He better not be…or else. She chuckled at herself. Here she was thinking she could defeat a TaiYoukai. Only then did she realize she had reached her destination.

Pushing open the large oak doors in front of her, she was revealed to her family. Much to her surprise her elder brother was there. His long black hair was out. Ruby eyes cold and unfeeling, once reaching Kagome very warm and welcoming. Why was he here? Not that she didn't adore her brother but he was always busy doing something else. She noticed her brothers forced smile. He knew. They told him before they told her. Unbelievable.

Scanning the rest of the room she spotted her mother, father and Kikyo. She looked very…dishevel. No surprise. She was probably in the middle of …things, when she was interrupted. Of course Kikyo didn't know Kagome knew these things. That's right, Kikyo indulged in sexual pleasures more than once a day. Maybe 4/5 times. Kagome shivered slightly, recalling the memory when she had spotted Kikyo and some random servant boy. Resisting the urge to gag, Kagome entered the room, the large doors closing behind her.

She bowed low, "Father," and stayed in her bowed position.

She could just hear the sneer in his voice. "Take this." The miko heard a slight chinking sound. And a green pendant was slid into her vision.

Bending onto on knee she reached for the chain and inspected it. Why would he give her a necklace? What good would that do? She stood and looked at her father. "This…"

"Is a chain that will enhance your features, and ability, thus making it seem as though you were a male, inu male."

She clenched the pedant in her hand. Basically she a very discreet cross dresser!? 'Calm down Kagome, just play along…play along…' she took deep breaths. "I don't quite follow."

Her father glared at her, "You are to accompany Kikyo to the west, as her guard." He continued. "I wouldn't want them to discover that you're her twin and shame our family name, so that." He gestured to the chain in her hand. "Will ensure that such does not happen, that is if you follow my direct rules." His eyes narrowed.

"You're orders will be obeyed."

He let up on the glaring, before repositioning himself. "Now Kikyo is going to participate in multiple trials, to see if she is fit to be Lady of the west. You will work for her during these trials. The only way for you to be disqualified, is for you, Kagome, to die." He said the last part smugly. "And if you were to win, you would be in servitude and loyal to both Kikyo and the Lord."

Even though Kagome knew, it still shocked her to some degree. Maybe it was the way her father had spoken? So proud to heard one of his daughters dead. Or maybe it was his pride at thinking Kikyo as new Lady of the West. Who knew?

"You will follow under the name Oruro Aure." 'That's a lot of R's' "InuYoukai from the north-east. You parents died in a wild youkai rogue attack. You were taken in by the Higurashi's and served under them for years. Do not use your miko abilities in public…don't use them at all. If you are caught using them regardless of my words, you will be forced to make up a lie of some sort. I care not, as long as your sister is returned home safely. You leave today." He waved Kagome away. "That is all." He faced her brother. "Naraku, my boy."

She could see the flames in her brother's eyes; she knew that it took a lot of force just to keep the violent actions at bay. "Yes Father."

Akio smiled gingerly at Naraku, he adored the boy almost as much as Kikyo. "Escort Kikyo to her chambers while Kagome prepares."

Naraku waltzed towards Kikyo, before helping her up. She walked haughtily out of the room, Naraku behind her. Kagome was soon to follow. The second the doors closed she heard her mother shouting at her father.

Kagome gawked at her reflection. She, or he uh…Oruro…looked absolutely gorgeous. Here, eh – Oruros hair was like never-ending ebony silk. But it was heavy, damn it was really heavy. His eyes were coal with little specks of white and blue framing the edges. High cheeks, dignified face. Slender body, packed with muscle. Tall, very tall, probably an inch or two shorter than Naraku.

Damn, if Oruro wasn't herself…she'd totally get with him. Oruro grinned, white pearly canines gleaming. Canines? Dear Kami, she-Oruro had fangs. A deviously handsome smile. A sudden thought struck him, he picked at the pendant around his neck, was this legal? There was a harsh knock at her door. Kikyo. The air got thick and strangely foul the closer he got to the door. The next thing he knew he was at the door doubled over dry retching. Kami! It was Kikyo. Did she just have a quickie or something!?

How in the world did youkai stand stenches like this? Maybe, they held their breath. Oruro sucked a large amount of air and opened the door. Kikyo looked pissed. A hand was placed on her hip, her foot tapping. She had this "how dare you!!" look upon her face. The look suddenly withered at seeing the stunning youkai. Her hand immediately found itself on his groin. She had a false "oops" look on her face. Oruro grabbed Kikyo's wrist and returned it.

"You lost this…"

Kikyo huffed, her face burning from embarrassment. "You dare deny me! What is your name!?"

Oruro chuckled, oh this would be fun. "Oruro."

Kikyo's face paled. Her expression was a mixture of disbelief, shock, and horror. "I-I was just testing you!" Oh she jumped back fast…impressive. Stalking away from the youkai Kikyo gave him one last glance. "Follow. We are leaving now." He could tell she was still shaken about the previous encounter. Poor girl probably wouldn't forget, each time she saw him. She glanced back again, while they went down the halls, her face enflamed. Yup, she wouldn't forget.

"Did I pass?" Oruro frowned. He never knew demons could hold there breath for so long…no wonder they didn't die tat easily…feeling the need to breath he sucked in the oxygen from his mouth. Why didn't he do that in the first place? Breathing from his mouth he awaited Kikyo's answer. 'Ew, Even the air around her taste like crap…'

The woman stiffened, but continued her trek down the halls. "…Y-yes. You passed."

Oruro chuckled lowly. 'I had thought much'

Oruro groaned, he slipped once, just once. He freaking breathed through his nose, the servants smelt bad when he was Kagome, now it was just…disgusting. Worse than Kikyo! And that was an accomplishment. Suddenly the whispered voices of the servants increased tenfold. Resisting the urge to cover his ears Oruro frowned. His youkai hearing must be kicking in. First the smell, then the hearing then what? Oh Yeah, sight. He'd have to watch out for that. At least everything felt the same…or did it? Running his fingers over the hem of his Haori, he grinned. Yup increase in sensitivity. Stuff feels like a feather. Better be careful not to r-

Rip.

Too late. Releasing the torn fabric, Oruro continued to look forward.

"My, my, what do we have here?"

"Oh, I like that one…"

"Please you don't have a chance…"

"Back off, he's mine."

Vultures! Geez the people were desperate.

"I can't wait to see what's under …"

Oruro growled at the servants, silencing them for the time being. He glowered at the specific servant who said that last comment, grinning happily when they shrunk under his gaze.

"Oruro! Stop lusting for the servants you wretch, and follow me!" Oh she was having too much fun.

"So his name's Oruro?"

Sighing in disdain, he focused on the back of Kikyo's head. "Hai, Kikyo-sama."

Finally reaching the exit after what seemed like an eternity Kikyo and Oruro were led outside and onto a carriage. He looked outside the carriage window and sighed. The snow was everywhere. It was beautiful outside. Like a winter wonderland. He wondered how long it would be until they reached the castle. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long. He fingered the hilt of Shiragiku. His sword. Its aura wrapped around him like a blanket, or a loving mother arms. This would be a long trip.

"EEK! A bug!! Get it away from me!!! Oruro you idiotic thing, kill it!!"

A long trip indeed.

After many hours of travel Oruro and Kikyo finally made there way to the west. At the doors of the castle they were greeted by previous lord, InuTaisho. He was handsome; very much so. He seemed like a very cheerful man. Smiling, and greeting people. Very kind as well. He seemed just as eager as the contestants. When he looked in their direction he smiled at Kikyo, then Oruro, a knowing glance on his face. Oruro stiffened, but once he caught the scent of the previous lord, he relaxed. Freshly cut watermelons.

"Lady Kikyo! Princess of the north/east! It's a pleasure to meet you!" He smile widened then he bowed at Kikyo.

Oruro frowned, noticing Kikyo had the same look on her face as she did when she first saw him. "The pleasure is all mine." Resisting the urge to gag at her words he glanced at InuTaisho.

"Ah," he started. "You must be Lady Kikyo's guard, I am InuTaisho." Again with the knowing look!

Nodding at him, he replied. "Hai, Oruro Aure. It's a pleasure Taisho-sama."

"That's a lot of R's Oruro." He chuckled, before moving to greet the next guest.

The guard and princess walked into the castle, marveling at the beauty. Pictures of Inu's , humans, and all sorts of other species and things littered the walls. Stone statues of youkai lined up by the walls, creating an elaborate medieval look. They stepped on a plush deer red carpet, leading down the black marble halls. Unnecessarily large glass chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Suddenly a guard appeared leading us to a waiting room.

Guards and princesses were separated. Guards on the left, Princess are on the right. Oruro frowned, it felt like people were watching them. Looking towards the princess' he noticed he seemed to be their focus. And Kikyo was the guards! Somebody has bad taste. Snarling at the leering contestants Oruro, made his way to the left side of the room. Kikyo snatched up his arm. Pulling harshly. He turned to look at her furious face. She wanted to tell him something.

"Hai Kikyo-sama?"

She pursed her lips, before scowling. "Don't embarrass me!" She let go of him, before right out strutting to the other angry princess'.

Frowning slightly, he continued my way to the left. The guards made way for him, all of them keeping there distance when he took my seat. Inhaling deeply, Oruro smiled. At least the guards knew how to keep themselves, although the scent of there arousal wasn't very appealing. Oh? What is this. Inhaling once more Oruro melted. The fresh air after a thunderstorm. Like spring. It smelt so good. Who was it coming from?

The door they had entered from opened, revealing the hottest thing Oruro had ever laid eyes on. This must be Lord Sesshoumaru… his aura exuded power. Golden orbs scanned the room, once laying on Oruro, they narrowed, then continued scanning. Sesshoumaru began calling out names of Princess's their guards accompanying them. Finally after a while he had called up Kikyo and Oruro.

Kikyo stood before Sesshoumaru already in her "flirt" mode. "Lord Sesshoumaru," she began. "It's so nice to meet you! Maybe later we can have a secret get-together." She fluttered her lashes, causing Oruro to groan in utter disbelief.

Sesshoumaru focused on Oruro the second he groaned. Oruro bowed. "Lord Sesshoumaru. It is of great honor. I am Oruro Aure." His eyes locked the other demons.

"Hn, there will be a guard waiting for you outside. He will escort you to your quarters."

Oruro grinned. "Hai." Then he followed Kikyo from the room.

Kikyo hissed at Oruro. "What was that!?"

He shrugged unknowingly. "What was what?"

"Bitch! I saw how you looked at him!" Kikyo huffed angrily stomping behind the guard.

"Suman, Kikyo-sama, I will not do so again."

Kikyo raised her hand at Oruro and brought it down only to make contact with air. He dodged. "You dare deny your punishment!! Father will hear of this and you will be punished!!" Kikyo continued her rant only to notice Oruro had vanished. She angrily stamped into her assigned room, slamming the door angrily.

Oruro sighed, what a troublesome trip this will be. Before he knew it the Sesshoumaru was behind him. "Lord Sesshoumaru," he addressed, before turning to bow. The demon was silent. He frowned. "Is something the matter Lord Sesshoumaru?" Still Silence, Just as Oruro was going to leave he found Sesshoumaru's blade at his neck.

"Who are you?"

10 Fucking pages…pardon my French. I've had a thing for cursing today…

3597 words shit!

Because this chapter was posted early, you'll have to wait an extra week for chapter 2 Sorry. For day schedule look at my pro. :3

Until then…