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ALAM: Chapter Three

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  So it was that two weeks after seeing his mother for the first time in 460 years, Shippo found himself walking into the office of his mother’s high school.  Much to everyone’s amazement, Kagome had somehow managed to catch up on everything she had missed during her year and a half span of time in the Segoku Jidai, and gotten into a decent high school.  Now, she was taking her son there, so he could be entered as a new student.

  “Uhhh... hi....”  Shippo said to the incredibly severe looking secretary.  “I-I’m Shippo Higurashi.  M-My aunt arranged for me to transfer here?”  Shippo shivered at the look of irritation he received from the human secretary as he thought I don’t understand it!!!  I’ve fought youkai, including Naraku, and yet I always, always find myself fearing these ningen authority figures!!  IT MAKES NO SENSE!!!!!!!!

  Kagome giggled from her place behind Shippo, feeling her son’s discomfort and fear rolling off him.  Taking pity on him, she stepped forward.

  “Please, Hiwatari-san, my cousin is really nervous about this.  Could you please give him his schedule, and then I can take him to his class?”  The secretary pierced Kagome with a look only slightly less irritated and cold than the one with which she had hit Shippo.  Wordlessly, and still managing to glare at the two, Hiwatari opened a drawer in her desk, rifled through some papers she had there, finally producing a schedule for Shippo.

  “There.  Don’t break any of the rules.  Don’t get lost.  Have a good first day.”  The woman said flatly.  A look of total fear crossed Shippo’s face as he took the schedule and nodded.  Kagome and Shippo headed out of the office, looking over his schedule.  Kagome looked at her son, and grinned.

  “Don’t worry Shippo-kun.  You have most of your classes with me, except for physical education.  I can let Hojo take you to that one, if you’d like.”  Shippo glanced at her with an evil grin.

  “Hojo.... isn’t that the irritating boy who practically stalks you, and can’t take a hint?”  Kagome beamed at him.

  “Yep!  He is really nice though, and he’d be perfectly willing to show you around when I can’t!”  She sighed.  “I’d like to be friends, or at least I would be, if he’d stop acting like he was my puppy, or something!” Shippo burst out laughing.  This spontaneous display of joy caught the attention of several people around them.  Shippo’s appearance held it.  The kitsune, while wearing his illusion spell to appear human, was quite handsome in the opinion of most ningen females.  Kagome and Shippo both saw an round dozen girls’ eyes widening, and taking on star struck looks.  They looked at each other in quiet horror.  Kagome leaned over and whispered to her dismayed son.

  “If they come after us, run for the shrine.  I ought to be able to modify the barrier around it to keep obsessed fangirls off the grounds....”  Shippo nodded, pure terror gripping him to the depths of his soul.

  What is it about ningen females that fills me with intimidation, fear, and helplessness?  Even when mobs of them form around me, I can’t do anything to stop it!  IT’S NOT FAIR!!!!!!  Shippo thought desperately as one of the girls approached him, flicking dull black hair over her shoulder.

  “Konichiwa!  I’m Erani Misa!”  She said, beaming a dazzling smile at Shippo, who resisted the urge to cringe.  She did not notice, and plowed onward, “I don’t think I’ve seen you around school before, what’s your name?”  Shippo did his best to smile, resulting in a pained looking grimace, while his mother had a hand clamped over her mouth to help suppress her laughter.

  “Higurashi Shippo...”  Shippo said slowly.  Misa batted her lashes, which were clumped together due to too many layers of mascara, at him.

  “Well, Higurashi-kun, do you need a hand finding your way around school?”

  “Actually my– ”

  “Because it would be no trouble for me to help you!”  She finished in her irritatingly bubbly fashion.  Shippo had a look on his face that displayed how hopeless he felt about getting rid of this girl.  Then Kagome stepped into the conversation.

  “Actually, Erani-san, I’m already showing my cousin around.”  She said calmly, stepping between Misa and Shippo.  The other girl scowled at Kagome, then bounced back to her bubbliness.

  “Maybe he’d like some new people, Higurashi-chan.”  Misa said sweetly, batting her eyes at Shippo once again.  Shippo felt sick, then came up with a retort.

  “I thank you for the offer, Erani-san, but I’d rather stay with my cousin.  She is, after all, pretty much my best friend.”  Misa looked somewhere between startled and offended.    

  “Oh!  Well, if you need anything, Higurashi-kun....” She trailed off, batting her eyes yet again.  Idly, Shippo wondered why her eyelashes were not sticking together; she certainly had enough mascara on for them to do so.  Instead of asking, like he really wanted, he opted for another grimace and a reply.

  “Uh, right....”  Misa giggled, and left with a cutesy little wave.

  “Come on, Shippo, let’s get to class.”  Kagome said in a choked voice, clearly fighting the urge to laugh.  Shippo gave her a dark look, and followed her to their home room.


  Unfortunately for Shippo, Misa was not the only person to decide he clearly needed a girlfriend, or, in one vaguely creepy instance, a boyfriend.  By third period, Shippo had reverted to kit mode, and was hiding behind his mother.  This routine was also grating on her nerves.  She did not appreciate getting ignored by girls who were wearing entirely too much make-up and attempting to hit on her son, nor did she appreciate the looks promising eternal hatred that were sent her way each time Shippo laughed at something she said.  Finally, it was fourth period, time for physical education.  Calmly, Kagome lead Shippo over to Hojo.

  “Hey Hojo, could you do me a favor?”  She asked with a smile.  Hojo beamed at her.

  “I’d be happy to help, Higurashi-san!”  Kagome smiled back at him.

  “Well, I need a boy to take my cousin to physical education, sense I can’t.  Would you be willing to show him how to get there?”

  “Of course, Higurashi-san!  I’d be happy to help out your cousin.”  Hojo turned to Shippo.  “I’m Hojo Aiko.  It’s nice to meet a cousin of Higurashi-san.”

  “I’m Higurashi Shippo.  It’s nice to meet a friend of Kagome’s” Hojo’s smile dimmed slightly at being called Kagome’s friend, but not by much.  

  “Well, come on, Higurashi-san.  I’ll show you how to get the gym....”  Hojo said, leading Shippo off.  


  Moments after entering the gym, Shippo decided that physical education was his favorite class, for one single solitary reason: it was not co-ed.  Hojo noticed Shippo’s look of relief, and put two and two together.

  “Are you the new boy half the girls have been giggling about all day?”  He asked.  Shippo nodded with a pained expression.  Hojo patted him on the back, sympathy filling his features.  One of the other boys came up to Shippo, glaring.

  “Oi, you’re that new guy, Higurashi Shippo, right?”  Shippo sighed.

  “Unfortunately, yes.”  The guy glared at him.

  “My girlfriend hasn’t stopped giggling about you with her friends since she saw you in home room!  Just who do you think you are?”

  “Someone who would like to sincerely apologize about your girlfriend, and wishes that she’d stop just as much as you do.”  Shippo responded bluntly.  The other guy was startled for a moment, then grinned slightly.

  “Ahh, that’s alright.  So long as you don’t get any ideas!”  Shippo grinned back.

  “If I go after someone, I like to make sure they’re unattached.  Trust me, I’m not interested.”  The other guy nodded, then walked off, content with this answer.  Over the course of the class, Shippo slowly gained the respect of most of the guys in his class.  While they might be irritated with Shippo’s good looks, and girl drawing habits, the fact that he seemed pretty much uninterested put their worries that he would steal girlfriends and crushes away to rest.  His popularity was sealed by the fact that he was related to Kagome, who had a great many quiet admirers among the boys of her class.  

  Meanwhile, in the girls’ class, Kagome found herself interrogated within an inch of her life about her ‘cousin’.   After what she estimated to be the 120th question about Shippo, Kagome deliberately got into a position where she could be hit in the head by a basketball, purely so she could escape to the nurse’s office.


  At the end of physical education, Hojo lead Shippo to the cafeteria, where Kagome was waiting for them, holding an ice pack to her head.  Shippo took one look, and went into protective son mode.

  “What happened?” He all but growled.  Kagome rolled her eyes, recognizing the symptoms of an overprotectiveness in a male youkai.

  “I got sick of being interrogated by your admirers, so I conveniently placed myself in the path of a swiftly moving basketball.”  She stated calmly.  Shippo hung his head.

  “Sorry O– Kagome-chan!”  He said, shuffling his feet, remembering just in time to call her Kagome-chan, and not Okaa-san.  Kagome laughed, and stood on tip-toe to ruffle his hair.

  “It’s alright Shippo-kun.  It’s not like it’s your fault.”  She turned to Hojo, and smiled.  “Thank you for showing Shippo-kun around, Hojo-kun.”  Hojo beamed at her.

  “Not a problem, Kagome-chan!  You’re cousin’s a nice guy!”  He told her.

  “Mm.”  Kagome said in agreement, then steered Shippo to an empty table in the back of the room, hoping to escape notice.

  “Before the crowd arrives, how was physical education?”  Shippo face turned blissful.

  “It was heaven!  There weren’t any girls!  And the guys warmed up to me, once they realized I didn’t want to date their girls.  Although, the stuff they wanted us to do was pretty pathetic, for me, at least.  I don’t doubt it would take some actual effort from a normal person...”  Kagome laughed. Shippo’s smile turned evil.  “And I also found out that Hojo’s not the only one who finds you worth chasing after, Kagome-chan.  You have quite the devoted following!”  Kagome covered her eyes with her hand, shaking her head.  Shippo’s keen hearing caught her mumbling

  “Why me, Kami?  Why me?”  Shippo patted her shoulder consolingly, and glanced around, making sure no one was in earshot, before speaking very softly, so only Kagome would hear.  

  “Don’t worry, Okaa-san.  I won’t let anyone unworthy of you bug you.”  Kagome laughed.

  “I know you won’t.  Almost makes me feel sorry for anyone who tries....”

“Higurashi-kun!”  A girl squealed, setting her tray down next to Shippo.  Shippo scooted away from her slightly, and glanced up at Kagome.   The second their eyes met, they knew that their quiet time for lunch was over.  


  By the end of the day, a new school organization had formed.  It was still in its early stages, and in a bit of disarray, but that would be cleared up by the next day, Kagome were certain, as she stared in horror at a hastily written flyer for the first group’s meeting, while Shippo was talking to a new friend he had made in physical education.  Once he was finished with his conversation, he walked up to Kagome.

  “Ready to go when you– what’s up?”  He asked, concerned at the look of stunned amazement, tinged with horror, on his mother’s face.  Wordlessly, Kagome handed him the flyer for the first meeting of The Official Higurashi Shippo Fan Club.  His eyes scanned it briefly, then widened.  By the time he had finished reading, he was quivering in terror.  He turned to look at his mother.  His lips formed the words “Okaa-san, HELP!”, as his vocal chords refused to work.  Kagome looked at him with sympathy filled eyes.  

  “It’s ok, Shippo-kun.  Be strong.  They’ve got to be easier than Naraku.”  She whispered, trying to convince herself that it was true.  Shippo just looked at her, his eyes betraying his disbelief.  Kagome could not really blame him.  “Come on Shippo, let’s go home.”  She took his hand in hers, and very calmly lead him out of the school building.

  Once they were on the shrine grounds, several blocks away from his fan club, Shippo turned to Kagome, and whispered.  

  “Okaa-san... I don’t want a fan club!  And I can’t hide behind you like I used to because I’m a lot taller than you now!  IT’S NOT FAIR!!”  Kagome looked at him sadly.

  “I know, Shippo, I know.  But as much I hate to say this, life is not fair.  It never has been.  You really ought to be used to it by now.”

  “I am! But that doesn’t mean I have to like, and can’t complain about it!”  Shippo pouted. Kagome could not help it.  She laughed.  Shippo glowered.

  “It’s not funny, Okaa-san!”  Kagome made an effort to control herself.

  “I know it’s not... but the fact that you’re still pouting like a five year old when you’re over four hundred years old is!”  Shippo stuck out his tongue, reducing Kagome to giggles again.  


Meanwhile, in Reikai, in the office of Koenma:


“Whaddya want, Toddler?”  A young man with slicked back black hair growled, arms crossed over his chest, death in his eyes as he glared at Koenma.  “If I miss our date tonight, Keiko will kill.”  Koenma’s laugh held a touch of hysteria.

  “Well, I needyoutolookintosomeweirdenergywe’vebeenpickingupontheothersideofTokyo.”  Two of the three boys in front of him blinked twice, then turned to a tall young man with long red hair for a translation.  The red head sighed.

  “I believe he said he needs us to look into unusual energy that has been found on the other side of Tokyo, or something to that effect.”

  “Hn.”  The short black haired boy next to him nodded in confirmation.

  “Ohhhhh.”  A boy with orange hair said, sounding vaguely idiotic.

“Uh, yes, that’s right, Kurama.”  Koenma said, glancing nervously at the boy with slicked back hair.  “We’ve been picking up this energy for a while, although it’s only become steady in the past year or so.”  Koenma’s flinched as the reason for his nerve’s eyes narrowed.

  “And you’re sending us off after it now..... why?”  He asked in deadly tones.

“Because we’ve recently been picking up traces of demonic energy around it, to the point that we’re getting concerned.”  Koenma answered.

  “And that demonic energy can stay around your precious energy source for a while.”  The boy snapped.  “We’ll go check it out tomorrow.”  Koenma seemed to want to protest, but then seemed to reconsider.

  “Although you ought to go immediately, Yusuke, tomorrow is tolerable.  Botan will take you to the shrine where we’re picking up the energy after you finish school tomorrow.”

  “Great.”  Yusuke said, the look of death replaced with a look of general irritation.  

  “Kuwabara and I will be waiting.”  The boy with orange hair, Kuwabara, nodded.

  “Hiei and I will be there as well.”  Kurama said, as calm as ever.

  “Hn” Hiei muttered, arms crossed.  Grinning, Botan opened a portal to the Ningenkai, and gestured them through, with a cheerful “See you tomorrow!”

  “Uh, well, I guess that’s everything.  Botan will take you back to Ningenkai now....”  Koenma found himself speaking to only the blue haired grim reaper, who was trying, and failing, to suppress her giggling.

The title of Chapter Three is "The Trials of School". However, DeviantArt wouldn't allow it to fit....

I fell in love with the concept of Shippo having a fan club and fearing it, and the concept of him not being to face down a human female, even after dealing with Naraku.
And I warned you that this would be a cross over! The Reikai Tantei have entered the story! It makes me happy!

And I apologize that everyone, especially Koenma and Kagome in this particular chapter, is slightly OOC. This is just how I pictured things happening. I hope it wasn't too extreme....

And I own nothing! Shippo and Kagome belong to..... errrrrm.... I think his/her last name is Takahashi, and I'm not even going to TRY to remember the last name of the person who wrote YuYu Hakusho.....
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...Did you mean Rumiko Takahashi 8D?