Hey everybody! This is my first fanfic I'm so excited lol! Anyways thank you for reading my story and I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. None of the songs contained in this story are mine either and belong to their respective authors.

Dedication: I would like to dedicate this chappie to TheyMadeMeDoIt and Little Tormented Angel...Thanks so much for helping me...

Now, on with the fic!


Chapter 1- Hear Me

'No one will notice me. No one will notice me,' she kept repeating in her mind. It wasn't helping. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but she wanted a normal life. She didn't want to hire some poor girl or guy to go and buy her a hot chocolate. She would just be thought of as a stuck up star, just like all the others.

'But I'm not like the others' she thought, smiling slightly.

Her hat covered her head and her large shades protected others from seeing her eyes. Her black hip-hugger jeans and white tank top flattered her form without revealing too much skin. That's the way she liked it.

Her raven black hair was in a ponytail reaching to her mid-back. It swayed slightly as she went to the counter of her favourite coffee shop and ordered, paying the exact change in the process. The woman who got it for her was a personal friend, and she knew to never make her stick out of the crowd or make a big deal about something. The old woman smiled and nodded when she passed the hot liquid over to the young woman, who smiled gratefully and whispered in a low voice, "Thanks Kaede."

The older woman smiled once more and went back to cleaning the counter.

Walking out of the coffee shop, she felt proud and content. Nobody had noticed her and though she didn't like doing what she was doing now, she didn't have much choice. She was in a rush. Gazing at the now setting sun, she realized she'd soon be late and decided to hurry up. She was just taking the first sip of the hot chocolate when her life took a turn.

"Excuse me?" came a young voice from behind.

The young woman, though it broke her heart to do it, kept walking away towards her destination, a block away. Too far away right now for her liking at the moment.

"Excuse me miss?"

She couldn't ignore the voice behind her now. She felt too guilty.

The raven-haired beauty turned and saw a teen, about the age of fourteen, look up at her. The younger girls eyes widened in recognition and before the young woman could do a thing about it, it had already been done.

"Oh my God! Kagome? Kagome Higurashi?" the teen's smile grew bigger in joy and her shouts had caught the attention of many others, mostly teens as well.

At first, Kagome tried to walk away but the teen followed her. Kagome sighed inwardly and smiled. It's not that she didn't want to do it, it was just she wished she could go somewhere without being swarmed or photographed.

Well, she and her band was now the biggest thing in the teen world, adults too, even though they had just come out. They had only played a few gigs and soon requests came in and then everything just came together so fast. They didn't even have a full entourage yet.

"Hey, what's your name?" Kagome asked casually as the teen pulled out a notebook and pen out of her purse.

"M-my name is Sara. Um, could you sign this p-please? I'm like you biggest fan! I love your music!"

Kagome's smile grew bigger. She loved this part of her job. Not the signing or the autographing. It was the happy looks on people's faces that her and her band had worked so hard to achieve.

"Of course!" Kagome said and taking the pen and pad, she wrote her autograph neatly on it and wrote a little message beside it. "There you go," Kagome said when she finished.

"Thank you so much!" Sara said and ran off, taking constant glances over her shoulders back at Kagome to make sure it wasn't all just an illusion.

Kagome sighed in content and continued walking forward to her destination. She still had time but she liked to be ahead of schedule. You never know what could happen.

"Kagome!" three voices shouted. Three teens, a little older than the one she had just met, ran up to her. "Oh my. Oh my God. Yumi, do you see what I see?" one of the girls said to the other. The one speaking was a brunette; her short hair fell to her shoulders. Yumi had black raven hair like Kagome and the last one, the one that just stared at her in disbelief, had red hair that was pulled back into a ponytail.

"Hello," Kagome said politely though she knew she should really be leaving, though her heart got the better of her and she stayed rooted to the spot.

"Kagome Higurashi, can you, um, sign this?" the girl Yumi said, handing Kagome her purse.

"Sure, and your name is Yumi?"

Yumi smiled and nodded handing her a pen.

"Can you sign this too?" the brunette asked.

"Of course!" Kagome smiled and took the brunettes purse. Eventually, the red head came out of her trance and asked Kagome to do the same. After Kagome successfully finished autographing, Kagome apologized and started to leave.

"Kagome!" another unknown voice shouted.

Kagome turned around and almost fainted with the amount of people that now surrounded her. Kagome knew this would take too long. She had to leave, or her manager would kill her.

"Hey everybody! I'm really, really sorry but I have to go! Hope you all have a good day!" Kagome took off in a jog as fast as she could with her small cup of now cool hot chocolate. With her spare hand she gave out high-fives to the people she passed and her name was starting to be chanted, along with the band name that she was in: Black Majik.

Kagome waved and smiled, laughing as she continued to jog away. Things were looking up and now she had just enough time to make it back for the life-changing meeting the band's manager had gone to great lengths to get.

"Kagome! Kagome!" she heard her name still being chanted as she slowed.

Then she realized something.

She listened closely and turned around. There behind her she saw paparazzi with cameras and recorders following her. They yelled her name and Kagome couldn't help but give a frustrated sigh as she dropped her hot chocolate and ran for it.

They still followed. She thought about all the other famous singers out there. Her band wasn't even that famous yet. No CD, no full entourage, just lots of requests and interviews. They had become known by all the gigs they had done at clubs and then at special events. They hadn't even been at photo shoots or interviews for magazines yet.

That's why she was in a rush. Her meeting was to get a publicist. The publicist in mind was the most famous and richest one around, having owned several companies and also legendary to the Hollywood world and the teen world due to their looks.

She still heard the chanting as she pushed herself to go faster. She was almost there. Her stop was close now and Kagome could already see the panicked faces of her friends Sango and Rin, along with their manager and personal friend Miroku.

She ran close to the walls of the apartments beside her, ready to make a sharp turn and find her friends.

Then she felt something tug her arm back and pull her into an alley. A hand tightened around Kagome's struggling left arm and another around her mouth.

Kagome slashed and clawed with her right hand but stopped when she saw the number of followers pass the alley in which Kagome now stood. Kagome relaxed. This person had helped her get away from all those people. She turned to thank him when she felt something cold and metal touch her temple.

Kagome froze to the spot, knowing well of what the object was.

Her capturer quickly threw Kagome. Her head smashed against the cold brick wall and she slumped to the ground in pain, whimpering. Her head pounded like metal hammers and Kagome's eyesight started to blur. She tried to look up but couldn't, the pain too much to bear.

She tried again anyways, trying to ignore the throbbing headache that claimed her ill. Vision blurred, she only saw lots of black. Her capturer was wearing a mask that covered his neck and face, but not long enough to cover a few strands of midnight black hair. She almost threw up at the distasteful smell that filled her nose, as it was so strong it made her dizzy.

"Don't scream or I'll shoot," a cruel voice echoed through her mind and Kagome tried hard not to cry. She just whimpered more and put her hands to her head. Warm liquid covered her fingers as she removed them from her head and saw the hazy crimson red colour that now stained her fingers.

Kagome choked back another sob as she felt a gruff hand pull her up onto her feet. That same hand wrapped around her slender waist and Kagome fought as much as she could against the violating force.

The murderous voice came to her again and sent shivers down her spin. "Come now, I just want a little fun," he said maliciously and laughed as Kagome's distant chocolate eyes widened in fear.

Fear for her purity and fear for her life.

Alarms rang and thundered in Kagome's already agitated mind and Kagome once more tried to fight the man's cruel hands off. Tears started to flow freely down and she didn't try to stop the sob that escaped her lips.

"Please don't," begged Kagome. "Don't hurt me, don't touch me, get off me!"

Her voice screamed through the empty alley as the sun set, and darkness clouded her vision along with the shot to her head.

'This can't be happening,' Kagome thought wildly. 'Someone hear me.'

"I told you to shut up!" the evil voice commanded in her ears and Kagome just shook her head and fought some more, fresh tears falling and dripping off her cheeks.

The man just dragged her down the alley, her frail body helpless against his strength. Her arms were trapped against his body and her legs skidded and bruised as his two hands grabbed her hair, ending up taking out the elastic, making her hair come out wild. He dragged her forcefully. He was taking her away. She would never see her friends and family again…

Kagome fought harder and harder but was starting to slow. She was drained. The running, the fighting and the constant pain he was putting her through.

His dangerous hands held on tightly to her slender waist and her tank top slid upward revealing skin. She could almost see the man smirk as he stopped, and she breathed in short-term relief. Then she almost screamed in furiousness when he began to undo her jean button. "I'll take a break from trying to take you to my apartment," he whispered.

'Stop him, somebody stop him! Hear me!' she thought once more as continued to undo the zipper. More of her tears fell as he worked.

Falling down to the cold earth that gave Kagome no comfort or protection from the evil this man was doing to her.

Darkness now blinded her and Kagome whimpered as she felt her jeans started to slide slightly down.

Kagome gathered all her strength and screamed once more. Once more she fought for her purity, her happiness, her life. "Help!"

It happened all so quickly. She was free. The body weight that once forced her to obey disappeared and she heard the sound of cracking bones. Kagome shuddered and sank to the dirty pavement. Garbage and gum littered the way but Kagome didn't care. All she wanted to do was go home.

A blood-curdling cry could be heard but Kagome ignored it. She covered her ears and rocked. This was not how her life was supposed to be. Not like this.

Kagome's eyes flew wide as she suddenly realized what she was doing. She was strong, she was brave and she was all her long dead mother and brother had wished her to be. She wasn't going to end it now. Not now and not ever.

Kagome stood up and did up her jeans. She ran out of the alley to run to the others but saw the same murderous man that had attempted to rape her lying on the cement.

Kagome tried to jump over the man, wanting to go and get help, seek refuge in her friends' arms and love. But that would have to wait.

The barely conscious man grabbed her pant leg and pulled her down to the ground with him. Sudden force and gravity weighted her down as she crashed to the pavement, hitting her already bleeding and damaged head.

Sleep started to overwhelm her and Kagome struggled for consciousness, though her worn out body refused to comply. The last thing she saw was amber light and then the power of sleep forced itself over her, flowing through her like a plague.

'Must stay awake,' Kagome's final thought ran through her mind before she slept and dreamed an endless nightmare: a nightmare of mystery and riddles. One that ended in suspenseful anxiety as amber orbs flew into her minds eye.

'Hear me…'

She would never have known that her saviour was still there. She would never have known that he smirked as he picked up her thin and bruised body. She would never have known what he was and why he had been there that night. So many things she would never have known, but there is always a tomorrow.

And tomorrow would be a day of pure hell.


She saw him. Once more he came into view and her heart sped up. She had to run, leave and do whatever she could to avoid the horrible darkness and evil he cast over her. She was afraid. More afraid than she had ever been and as he approached her once more, she tried to scream. Her breath escaped her and her eyes slammed closed as she forced a blood-curdling scream out of her mouth.

Nothing was heard but the rhythmic sound of his footsteps coming towards her

She had no voice; no voice to stop the cruelty the one man brought to her, and continued to use to control her. He wanted nothing but pleasure from her as he came closer and she willed her body to move but she was stuck. Stuck alone in the cruel emptiness the dark could hold and bring forth.

Alone.

Never in her life had she liked that word. She had experienced it for most of her life and now that things had just become right, she wasn't going to let it come back and regain its power over her.

The nightmare continued as the man came closer and closer, the smell filling her nose once more reminding her of the deep and expensive cologne that had be too heavily applied. He stopped when his body made contact with hers and she tried to run away once more but to no avail.

His vile hands once more snaked there way up her shirt, attempting to violate her. His face peered down into hers and she could see his face, but it was all blended. Eyes were mismatched in colour and hair, though it was midnight black was different lengths and ranged from curly to straight.

She still didn't know what he looked like.

His face lowered to hers now and she could feel the hotness of his breath on hers. He smirked before his made contact with her lips and she tried to scream, to punch and to kick, just to get out of the obnoxious mans hold.

She prayed and cried as the pain from his pressure rose and she wished that she were anywhere but in his so-called care.

Then, she fell. Darkness enveloped her as she fell beneath her violator and was swallowed up by nothing. She knew not of where she was or what she had to do.

Once more she was alone.

Kagome's eyes snapped open as her dream worsened and became twisted from her own depressing pasts and unwanted memories that made her who she was today. The dream got worse and worse and harder for her to handle as her taunting dreams became unbearable. She had been terrified of the everlasting nightmare and the after-affect of the dream still had her wheeling in thought.

Suddenly, she realized she didn't know where she was. Staying quiet without moving she turned her head around to eye her surroundings. The walls that surrounded her were a dark red with black blended into the mixture. Dark coloured furniture lay against the far wall, giving her a dresser with a mirror, a night table, cabinet and a work desk.

"Where am I?" Kagome asked. She started to recall last night's memories and regretted her decision in doing so. The evil surrounded her once more and she choked up a sob as tears started to threaten to overwhelm her.

"Wait, I'm not…" Kagome's voice trailed off so she couldn't complete her thought. She didn't want it to be true. She wasn't…at his place…was she?

"No!" she whispered out harshly and looked down. Blankets and a red duvet covered her body and Kagome quickly threw the sheets off her body to make sure it wasn't true.

She saw clothes.

Kagome heavily sighed a sigh of relief as she realized that she was still fully clothed and that meant she most likely wasn't with…well whoever that man was last night.

"But where am I?"

Kagome got out of the queen bed and walked around to the dresser on the other side of the room. She looked at the mirror and saw her horrid reflection.

Dark bags circled under her eyes and her chocolate orbs looked distant even though she stared specifically at her self. Her raven black hair was dishevelled and her fair skin was paler than the dead.

"Oh good God," Kagome muttered as she looked further around the room. She saw a door that had the same colour as the furniture that furnished the large room and slowly, Kagome opened it, not knowing what was on the other side.

A bathroom.

A private and fully pampering bathroom complete with a Jacuzzi tube, large glass shower, sink, several cupboards and the necessities.

Feeling the urgent need to not care who's it was or if she was allowed to even do such a thing after her saviour had gone out of his way to rescue her, she grabbed a brush still wrapped in plastic, tore open the package and brushed her hair until it was reasonably neat. She turned on the water and cupped her hands, filling them with the cool sensation of ice-cold water against hot skin and then splashed her face with it. She let the water stay there, dripping down her face as she leaned against the edge of the sink, not caring about the droplets now being spilled on her white tank top.

"Where am I?" Kagome asked once more. She didn't know. She blacked out after that man had grabbed her when she tried to run home. Tried to run anywhere for that matter. How did she end up here? Shouldn't she be out on the street still or…

Kagome shook her head fiercely as if to shake the thought from her head.

Whoever had caused that sinister man to fall bloodied on the ground must have helped her. But what if her saviour hurt her like he or she did the man?

Kagome once again shook her head to erase the ongoing thoughts that were wheeling in her mind. He would have left her out there to be raped or killed by that man if he truly didn't care. She then tried to focus on other things.

What about Miroku, Sango and Rin? She could already see the concerned, brotherly face Miroku would give her and the two tearstained faces of Sango and Rin.

She had known Miroku and Sango from grade six and then Rin from grade nine. Since then they had become the best of friends, even though Miroku sometimes wished he had a guy buddy to hang out with instead of three girls. Of course, that came in handy in grade twelve when they went into clubs and Miroku had three women "all over him."

She wished she could relive those moments again and again. She wished she hadn't got that hot chocolate by herself. She wished she hadn't let her guard down when she thought that man had tried to help her.

She wished for a lot of things.

None of which would ever come true.

Kagome grabbed one of the white towels hanging from the metal rack and dried off the remaining water that covered her face. Kagome then looked once more in the mirror and studied her self.

Kagome never held a strong self-conscience about her looks. She didn't think it was necessary or that girls should care so much to do damaging surgery just to look better. She was happy with the way she was. She wasn't thin but not over-weight. She looked good in almost everything according to her friends and her perfect complexion never made her worry about her physical appearance. Her raven black hair was straight but always had that untamed sort of look to it. Her chocolate eyes were deep and full of sorrow and happiness from her past and present life.

Kagome now decided her self-reasonable for her saviour and then looked around the bathroom. Wherever she was, whoever had taken her here was rolling in the dough.

Everything looked expensive and well cared for. She started to feel guilty that she had used some of there stuff without permission.

"Well, you're sure making yourself comfortable," a gruff voice said from the bathroom doorway.

Kagome turned around towards the sound of the deep voice and squealed in surprise from the unexpected sound.

"Ouch! Hey stop yelling!" the man said, covering his ears.

His dog-ears.

They immediately took Kagome. She forgot about everything but the fluffiness of the ears that so strangely sat on what looked like a normal human guys head. She suddenly had the urge to touch them. Just once.

After that she might touch them again, but just once for now was necessary.

Kagome restrained her self as the mysterious guy stared at her with an irritated expression on his face. She could contain her urge no longer.

"They are so cute!" she announced and in one smooth motion walked right up in front of the guy and gently rubbed his white doggy ears that sat on the top of his head. She stroked them for a while, completely ignoring the guy who they belonged to.

He just stood there, completely taken aback by her straightforward movement. He had immediately freaked, a normal reaction since everytime that had happened to him his ears had just barely survived from being broken off. He hated when anyone touched his ears and was especially annoyed since girls always seemed to want to touch them.

Apparently she was no different.

And then again, she was.

She was like the other girls, just completely ignoring the guy underneath and staying solitarily focused on their main goal. The ears. Then again, her touch relaxed him completely. He had begun to feel drowsy and had to shake his head fiercely to get a hold of him self. His eyes had started to droop and even worse, he knew if it continued on much longer he would do something very embarrassing. Her smell of lavender even made him drowsy.

Kagome jumped back at the sudden movement the guy made when he shook his head and then right away felt extremely embarrassed at her self. She just met the guy and she was already invading his personal space.

"Sorry," she muttered and she looked down mortified to the marble tile floor.

The guy just stood there eyeing the girl in confusion. He was still drowsy from the way she had touched and rubbed his ears and the feeling wouldn't shake off.

When he saw her looking at him in confusion reality slapped him hard in the face and he was forced to make up something on the spot.

"Um, how are you? Did you get some rest?"

Kagome nodded not trusting her self to speak. Was this guy her saviour from last night? Was this his place that came fully pampered with maids and beautiful furniture?

Kagome took a closer look at him. He was a head taller than her self and seemingly muscular, very muscular. He had amazingly long silver hair that came to his waist that seemed untamed and astounding amber orbs that seemed to suck you in. They seemed to hold so much emotion, though Kagome was afraid to try and understand them in fear that she would never look away from those amber pools.

Amber…

"You saved me last night, didn't you?" Kagome asked, not bothering to answer his previous questions.

He nodded slowly and looked at her with an interested look on his face. "You can stay in this room for as long as you feel the need. You can have a shower if you want and I'll call the maids to help you with anything you want. Will you be okay?"

Kagome looked at him curiously. She thought she knew him from somewhere but didn't know exactly where. Kagome inwardly sighed in frustration. How hard was it to remember someone with those features on him. She could tell he was half-demon and that should help her as well since there weren't many half-demons in society. Though Kagome thought it wrong, half-demons were criticized and scorned for being both human and demon.

"Yeah, I'll be okay, thank you. For now and for…what happened last night," Kagome's voice lowered to a whisper at the last part and the half-demon in front of her smiled in understanding.

"No problem. If there is anything I can do for you call me on the intercom by the door. Just press the top button and speak into it. Is there anything else?"

Kagome thought hesitantly. She wanted to know his name before he left so Kagome meekly nodded and looked towards the floor before answering.

"Yeah, one thing actually."

"What?"

"Your name."

The guy looked at her funny before sighing and saying, "So you don't know who I am eh? You've got to be the first."

Kagome looked down towards the floor discomfited. She hated being in this position. Since her band became popular she seemed to be in this position constantly.

She muttered a "no" before looking at her saviour again.

The guy crossed his arms as if he was insulted. "I'm Inuyasha of course! Inuyasha Takahashi, part owner of the Takahashi corporations and you are -if I am correct which I'm pretty sure I am- Kagome Higurashi. Lead singer and guitarist of the popular new band Black Majik."

Now she felt bad. He knew all along about her and she didn't know that he was only the most richest and famous publicist…

"Wait a minute. You are Inuyasha Takahashi?" Kagome announced with a look of pure shock.

This was too coincidental for her liking.

He couldn't be. It would be just too weird. Her saviour from last night's venture was the same guy she was to perform in front of yesterday with her band? He was the publicist Miroku had worked so hard to get a meeting with? It would seem impossible for such a coincidence to occur.

And yet the impossible always had a way to become possible in the most awkward situation.

The man she was standing in front of now, that she was in the bathroom of, in his mansion, who was invited to stay in the same house with him for the time being, her rescuer when she thought all was lost late last night was Inuyasha Takahashi. The Inuyasha Takahashi. This was the one man who would decide the fate of the band. The band her, Sango and Rin had put so much effort, soul and love into to get so far and to come to this was extreme.

In Kagome's mind it was so much more than just extreme.

Oh, the way her life was now going was just too much.

First, she almost got raped, then she got saved, then woke up in the most richest guy's mansion, who in turn would decide not only the band's fate but her own was right here before her.

And as she kept thinking of the same stuff over and over again trying to reword it and make it sound smaller than what it really was, she realized it wasn't helping any.

She was still where she was right now.

In that same awkward position.

Inuyasha was taken aback by Kagome's sudden interest in his name that she now just suddenly showed. He nodded his head and stared at her as if it was the most obvious thing in the world -which really, it was. When she didn't immediately answer and she maintained that same drained of colour face and shocked intense brown eyes he started to worry but did nothing but wait for the silent girls answer.

She could take a long time.

Though he didn't have to wait much longer for Kagome couldn't take much more of it. Inuyasha stared wide-eyed at the now falling Kagome. Moments ago she was standing upright and still. Then her breathing became shallow, her knees buckled beneath her and her large eyes rolled to the back of her head as she came tumbling forward.

Towards the now caught-off-guard Inuyasha.

Oh, the way his life was now going was just too much.

A few maids looked up towards the ceiling, which held the top floor where the rooms were located. Most looked up with an 'all-too-well-knowing' look and others looked alarmed and disgusted at the interesting choice of vocabulary that could now be heard for miles down. The soundproof rooms weren't soundproof enough with Inuyasha.

For upstairs in the guest bedroom right beside his own room, Inuyasha swore loud and clear as the girl fell on top of him, causing him to lose balance and fall to the floor with a thud.

So this is what he got for saving someone.

He got a bump on the head and an unconscious girl on top of him.

Oh, how he loved life.


Well, that's the first chappie. I hope you liked it. I have most of the chapters done so I will update every 4-7 days? Maybe sooner. Anyways read and review!

Luv, WitchyGirl99