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Chapter One

Higurashi Kagome glanced uneasily at the huge school before her, a school she wanted nothing to do with. True Cross Academy loomed ominously before her, and she half expected for lightning to suddenly flash behind the school. Nervously, she fiddled with the strap of her yellow backpack. She could sense a torrent of demonic energies before her and it sent a chill up her spine.

She wasn't ready for this.

"Aww, Kagome-chan, glad to see you finally arrive."

She rolled her eyes and looked down to see a small, Scottish terrier by her feet. It was wearing a ridiculous bow, offsetting his rather serious expression.

"Mephisto," she coolly stated, hiding her irritation. She hadn't even sensed the damned demon approaching her. She was getting rusty since the well closed. Maybe she should give the school a chance.

"Now don't be like that. I had to pull quite a bit of strings to get you in here, you know," he whined, looking up at her with big eyes. "Especially so late in the semester."

"Not like I wanted to come here in the first place," She bitterly mumbled, before vehemently adding, "And what do you mean pull strings! You're the one who's in charge of the school."

"Details, details," he carelessly waved a paw. "Now come along and I'll show you to your dorm. Class is almost over for the day, so you will be starting tomorrow. But you are still expected to show up to cram school tonight."

"Can't I just skip that too," She said with a pout. She had showed up late for a reason. Mostly in false hope that she could scrape by unnoticed.

"Absolutely not but since I'm such a nice guy, I will even overlook your lack of proper uniform," he replied, tilting his head in her direction.

Kagome looked down at her clothes. She didn't find much wrong with she was wearing. She had on the girl's yellow sweater over her button up shirt. And in place of the pleated skirt, she wore the boy's slacks. If she was going to be fighting demons, she may as well be prepared.

She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, and he said no more on the subject. He trotted quickly ahead of her and started the tour of the school. She quickly fell in step behind him.

Mephisto watched his newest student with a sly smile from the corner of his eye, barely containing his glee. His plans were going even better than he had hoped. The Higruashi's had been prominent exorcists, and he was sure she would live up to her family's reputation especially considering all of the rumors that surrounded her. If even half of them had been true, they were certainly in for an interesting school year.

She was late. That damned demon had not even bothered to show her, let alone tell her, which room class would be held in. He had just thrown her a key and taken off in a puff like a damned ninja.

She huffed in annoyance after winding up at another dead end. She was about to head to her new room when she decided to take out the key. It was pretty normal looking as far of keys went, but there was something…off with it.

Sighing tiredly, she decided to try it on the next door she saw before she skipped off to her room. If she was lucky, they wouldn't even notice her absence and she could simply concentrate on her regular studies. She felt a little stupid for even bothering to try, but to her surprise the key easily fit. She turned the handle and the door opened.

She found herself in the doorway of a small classroom. There were only a handful of students. The instructor (she assumed he was the instructor, he was standing in front of the classroom like a teacher), who looked to be her age, was giving her a weird look. In fact, the whole class was.

Turning red, Kagome awkwardly spoke, "Uh, hello."

The instructor flashed her a polite smile and asked, "Can I help you with something?"

"This is the exorcist cram school, right," she tentatively asked.

"Yes it is. I'm sorry but who are you exactly," the instructor mildly manneredly inquired, his polite smile never leaving his face (it slightly unnerved her). "We were not expecting anyone."

Kagome cursed in her head. That damned demon hadn't even let them know she was coming. Shaking her head, she tried to explain her presence. "Sorry about that. I just transferred in and was told I was to be joining this class."

His eyes widened slightly in surprise as he calmly spoke, "I wasn't aware of a new student."

"Must have slipped my mind," Mephisto remarked, having appeared, seemingly out of thin air.

"Bastard," Kagome muttered under her breath.

Having heard her insult, he merely laughed and condescendingly patted her head. "Kagome-chan will make a fine addition to his class. She's already an Exwire."

And with that he was gone, leaving her surrounded in a class full of curious looks and a few hostile stares. She resisted the urge to sigh in defeat. She hadn't even been aware she was to be considered an Exwire.

Glasses cleared his throat. "It's a pleasure to meet you uh…"

"Kagome, just Kagome," she blandly replied. She was over the whole day and just wanted to crawl into bed.

"Okay, Kagome-san. My name is Okumura Yukio and I will be your instructor," he formally introduced himself before gesturing to her new classmates. "Class, why don't you go ahead and introduce yourselves and your area of specialization."

One of the boys in back, the one who had been glaring at her went first. "I'm Suguro Ryuji, Aria."

The boys sitting next to him went next, then the girls. The only one who didn't bother was some kid from the back. He seemed like the odd man out in the group so she didn't bring any attention to it. They all seemed pretty interesting though, even if the pink haired boy had hit on her.

Finally the attention was turned back to her.

"And what about you Kagome-san? What kind of exorcist do you aim for?"

Kagome carelessly shrugged her shoulders. She had, had no interest in becoming an Exorcist and had thought her demon days were long over. Even before then, when her grandfather nagged her about following in her family's footsteps, she had always been reluctant to do so. She wanted a normal life. "Not sure, haven't given it much thought."

Kagome ignored the sudden outburst from the punk looking kid. She took a seat off to the side, away from everyone else.

They didn't do much in class that night. Merely went over basic demonology (well she thought it was basic), and first aid responses against demon attacks and infections.

Class ended with a quiz which she gave a quick once over and promptly turned over in favor of doodling on the back. She heard the rooster head mutter some insult at her, but she paid him no mind and continued with her crude stick figures of InuYasha and Sesshomaru fighting.

"Ok class that's it for tonight. Please hand in your quiz on the way out the door," Yukio ordered before adding, "And Kagome-san, if you could stay behind for a moment."

Kagome waited until the last person had exited the room before she made her way to the front.

"Kagome-san, I understand that this is your first day here, but if you could please put in a bit more effort. Becoming an Exorcist is not a game," Yukio said, leveling her with the same expectant look he used for his brother.

She nodded her head. She may not actually want to be an Exorcist, but there was no turning back now.

"Sure thing Okumura-sensei," she breezily replied as she handed him her quiz and took off.

Shaking his head, Yukio glanced down at her paper, expecting to see nothing but blanks. His eyes widened slightly when he saw that each question had been answered with a neat scrawl. On further inspection he saw that each answer was more or less correct.

He would have to keep a closer eye on his newest student.