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Smart Woman

-Mistress Fluffy-

My day was not one for the record books, I was getting anxious about the meeting I had after work and so my work and mood suffered because of it. Some students could tell that I was not in a good mood and my usual bad/nosy students were surprisingly quiet. Well they worked on their fantasy papers I worked on a good excuse not to be at home. `I am so sorry mother, but you see I have a parent teacher conference!' No that would not do because she would find it to low for my station even though I am disowned. How about, `I am sorry but my son has a baseball game.' No, our family has never been noted for their athletic skills. Oh so in all actuality, I was screwed.

"Ekusukyu-zumi-…" my student, Kari, a fifteen year old with short brown hair and deep hazel eyes asked. She clutched a paper in her hand, drawing attention to her French manicure, her uniform skirt swayed from side to side with each nervous step. So it would seem she sensed my bad mood as well.

"Yes, Kari-San?" My voice held a slight edge to it, not enough to draw attention but enough to make the shy teenager to stand up straighter.

"Well, I was wondering if this sounded okay. You never gave out your example so I don't know what to go by." Kari held up her paper, giving it to me when I put my hand out. I skimmed over the first paragraph.

It read:

As the sun peeked out from under the veil of night, animals scattered to and fro, possibly from the dangerous aura coming their way and so headed towards the calming aura seated by the brook. Her soft flawless pearl colored skin shone in the new daylight, her bright locks outshining even the sparkling brook. Foot steps came closer to her, she drew her sword-which looked out of place on such a creature-and held it in a perfectly mastered stance. Today was the day that everything would change, today was the day when dark and light clashed; today was the day when all chaos reigned.

It was great, something I would not expect from a student-a fifteen year old at that. I looked up from reading, "that is exactly what I want…do you know where you are going from there?" She smiled at the slight praise.

"Merushi Higurashi-sensei, and hai I do know where I am going after that." She bowed, awkwardly might I add, after she took her paper.

"Your welcome Kari-San, you have good story in your hands. Now get back to work," I looked over the pairs of eyes to see my boss staring at me from the door. I got up to converse with her, I didn't like nor respected her-she seemed like such a…for lack of a better word…bitch. We stepped out of my classroom, we didn't need rumors to start that I didn't like her.

"Gu-tenmorugen Principal-San," I spoke as nicely as possible because I didn't want her to think I was a rude young woman. My mother did teach me well.

"Good morning to you as well Higurashi-San, I just want to know why your mother," she smirked, "and sister where here earlier. It's not an everyday occurrence that a famously rich woman visits this campus."

"I understand and I am sorry to bring my personal life into my work life. I didn't know they were coming to `visit' at my job and am sorry."

"Well yes," she seemed put out that I didn't relay any information other then the fact that they were indeed my relatives. "Just don't like it happen again." I nodded as I made me way into class to find all thirty students by the window listening to the conversation I had just had. I smiled at the immatureness of it and laughed.

"Are you guys that interested in my affairs and family?" All my students nodded in affirmation. "Well I guess I should answer question," my tenth graders cheered when I sat down in front of the room. "Okay shoot!" I smiled as I picked out Kari.

"Are you related to THE Higurashis?" That question gripped everyone.

"Well since my name is Kagome Higurashi, yeah I am related to the Higurashis." Tom, a tall, lanky boy raised his hand before asking a question.

"How are you related?"

"I am the youngest daughter, my mother is Lady Higurashi and my older sister is Kikyo Higurashi."

There was a collective `wow' as I said that, Kumar, a young African boy-he had just arrived in Japan-asked, "What's the big deal with the Higurashis?" Obviously he had just arrived. A popular boy, Derek, who had silky blonde hair and piercing blue eyes-the greatest blue eyes I had ever since-was outraged that the African didn't know what the Higurashi meant.

"The Higurashis are the richest people in Japan, second in the entire world, man. Their large empire spans from bobble heads to cars-it's like this, `if you don't have an authentic Higurashi car or shirt you are nothing in rich peoples' eyes.' Higurashi makes almost everything that we use, I wouldn't be surprised if that pencil you are using is somehow related to the Higurashi empire called Hanabira Shan, also known as Beautiful Petal." Derek finished with a shake of his head at Kumar. I giggled at the display.

"Well Core-San," I addressed Derek. "That is not nessecarly true. What I mean is that even though Hanabira Shan is a large empire that is still things that are not in one of it's many branches. I recall, when I was with speaking terms with my relatives, that they didn't do Health and Beauty Products along with Wine. So in all actuality, it really doesn't decided your status in life if you don't own something that has the Higurashi or Hanabira Shan label on it." I smiled at the grateful African who seemed relived that someone stuck up for him.

"Well since today has been wasted on silly old questions, no homework." There was a collective cheer at the statement. "But," the silence was deafening, "you all must promise not to go spreading nasty rumors about me. I know this is an odd request but please-I may not get along well with my family but please don't slander them." I looked pleadingly at all my students, Kumar smiled before speaking.

"I know I am not going to say anything." Derek interrupted the African before he could finish.

"Well that won't be hard, no one listens to you anyways." As Derek sneered I frowned at him.

"Now, now, no being mean. I don't want you guys getting in fights with each other. I mean really, how would that look on my record?" I smiled briefly as the bell rang and students rushed to get to lunch. One student lingered, Kari stood nervously with one of my favorite students Harry. Before getting up I smiled softly at the couple.

"Higurashi-Sensei," Harry's slightly squeaky voice drew my attention. "Is it true that you have a son?" I nodded slowly before I glared.

"Why would you like to know Harry-San? If you don't mind my asking."

"We meant no disrespect Higurashi-Sensei, it's just that rumors have been going around as of late." Kari spoke of nervously, her fingers busily tugging at her gray skirt.

"Well yes I have a son, he goes to elementary school." I paused before going to my desk to get work done during the lunch hour. "Is that all?" They both nodded their hands before going out, I stopped what I was correcting after the door shut softly behind them. The only thought in my mind, `who would even know about Toru? Has students been snooping?' I glanced around the empty room some chairs weren't pushed in and papers were lying on the floor.

The rest of the day pasted by without event, will except that a rather clumsy student accidentally ran into a girl who was drawing a portrait of her main character; she was during this with permanent markers and the markers ruined a beautiful picture and her uniform. The girl was very angered at the fact that he ruined her best uniform and her picture. I let the boy go and had the girl go to the restroom-these teenagers were a species all their own. But I remembered when I was one.

After work, a long day, I tiredly sat in my car before calling Mrs. Wolf. "Hello, Mrs. Wolf? This is Kagome, Toru's mom. Yes, hi. I was wondering if you could pick him up and let him stay over there until I get him from your house. I am seeing my mother today and my mother can be…intimidating, if there was a stronger word then I'd let you know. Well sure he can! I believe he still has his things over from the previous time, correct? Well okay then, that'll be great. Thank you a bunch Mrs. Wolf. Okay bye, you take care too." Mrs. Wolf was about ten years my senior but sometimes acted younger then I, she was very energetic and seemed to love designer sweat pants and shirts.

No one was in my drive way when I pulled up so I quickly got out and into my house, locking the door after I successfully got in. I peaked from behind the curtains to see if any one had arrived-no one had. I sighed as I made my way into my room, putting on my favorite CD-Trapt-I put on track ten (Stories) and sung along with it while I showered and dressed. Thinking that I might be in for a long meeting, I changed into a pair of sensible lounge pants (they could be mistaken for tailored pants), a soft pearl colored long sleeved shirt-and a matching set of undergarments that were my lucky color, forest green.

As I was watching a rather…interesting…cartoon, I think the name was Ed, Edd, and Eddy; I heard a car pull up. Then a few moments later, my doorbell rang. I turned off the TV before heading towards the door, checking the peephole, and opened the door.

"Hello Mother and Kikyo, come on in." I moved aside for the meeting of my life to begin. The only thing I wished was that I had made something before it, I was starving! My mother looked around the living, wrinkling her nose at the sight of my couch, she sat on it nevertheless, Kikyo following suit. My elder sister seemed to notice the pictures around the room and was about to comment on it but was interrupted by my mother.

"You may be wondering why we decided to talk to you," I nodded in agreement. "Since it would seem you don't like to talk over the phone," she laughed softly here, "your sister and I would like you to come to the joining of the Kyuuhanshi and Higurashi." I shook my head at the very notion but she continued on. "I now you may not wish to go but it is for the best." My mother told me later that she had her doubts about Kyuuhanshi and his intensions toward Kikyo, since he had discarded my son and me so very easily.

"I will not go," I paused, "Higurashi-San." My mother glared at me while Kikyo snickered behind a perfectly manicured hand.

"Kagome Higurashi! What is the meaning of this? You should be happy for your sister she is going to have a respectable marriage!" The head of the Higurashi spoke outrage and shock putting an edge to her voice. Then it hit me, she said, `you should be happy for you sister….have a respectable marriage!' So that was what everything centered around?

"No, Mother I have finally figured you out." I shook my head before looking at my mother straight in the eyes. She seemed to be truthfully confused, "the only reason I am invited to Kikyo's wedding is to rub it in my face that I had a son to the man she is going to marry. This whole time it wasn't to bring me back into the family it was just to humiliate more! Well you know what Kimiko Higurashi? You can't make me feel insignificant anymore; I am not your daughter so you can't make me cry.

"I cannot believe that I wished to be brought back into the Higurashi Empire!" I had stood up during my yelling and when I stopped to catch my breath my sister butted in.

"But of course Kagome we would want to humiliate you, I mean I am marrying the man that didn't see you fit in his eyes to marry. And you think that the sole fact that you have a son, Tora was his name right, doesn't mean anything!" Her vicious brown eyes narrowed in contempt. "You are a whore Kagome, you don't deserve to be a Higurashi." I punched her in her right eye before she could react-and when she was on the ground trying to regain balance I punched her again in the nose, breaking it. Then as my mother was trying to pry myself off of the heir to the millions I once again hit her-this time in the left eye-she screamed.

When I stepped away, I saw Toru watching from the doorway, mouth agape at the scene he witnessed. My mother was helping my sister to her feet; I grabbed Toru and tightly held him by his shoulders. Higurashi-San looked angry yet some how proud.

"Kagome I expect you at the wedding, since you are the Maid of Honor--…" She held up an aged hand at my coming outburst. "Please come, you know I wouldn't do that to you. You are still apart of this family-no matter what." She saw my son then, "and if you would deem it best, you son does not have to come." With that she left leaving a confused eight-year old and a fuming young mother.

"I just wanted to get my toothbrush," Toru sighed while looking around the room.