I know I should not be starting another story, However I needed to because I am having a block. So this is a strange crossover Inuyasha/Shaman King with a it is a Kagome/Hoa A. romance/drama/ hurt/ comfort. I DO NOT OWN INUYASH , SHAMIN KING , OR ANY OTHER ANIME/MANGA THAT IS USED IN THIS STORY.
also it does not strictly follow the anime/manga
"What is my real name, who am I, and what am I, why do mommy and daddy hate me?" The questions left her innocent lips and hung in the air like smoke rising from a dying fire, slowly dispersing in to nothingness, becoming lost in the darkness.
"Cicchee Na, Naohi" was the response that filtered back. It surrounded the small child and gave her once dying fire a spark, knowing that there was someone out there in the dark void of nothing ness, gave her a small ray of hope, in her otherwise dark and dismal world.
"GET UP! YOU STUPID LITTLE MONSTER!" angry words echoed throughout the dark room. The sound of feet stomping down the stairs where as loud as war drums. "WHAT DID I JUST TELL YOU, HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE! A CAT LITSENS BETTER THAN YOU DO!"
"Click" was the only warning that was given before the once dark room was saturated in a bright light.
"Mmmm" a painfully muffled grown came from the corner of the room. The noise belonging to a small child, chained to the floor. hair so dark it rivaled that of the night sky, so long it touched the ground and it was the only warmth that she was allowed, though it did little to shield her from the freezing bucket of water that was thrown on her. Haunting Eyes so blue they looked silver , widened as the freezing water brought her back from the world of sleep.
"I have no idea why obaasan, wants to waist her time on the likes of you. You are not even blood. Now come here so I can clean you up" the demand was not loud like the first words that had echoed in to the basement, but hatred was present all the same.
Slowly, the girl removed herself from the cold floor and with fearful trepidation she stood in front of a tall man, his face in a permanent scowl, hateful eyes showed disgust as he gazed upon her bruised and dirty form. Her body trembling slightly, either from fear or from the cold she did not know, "I am sorry master" was the only response that was given.
"Today only you will be privileged to barrow a name, you will address me as otou-san and my wife as okaa-san. Is that understood?" her master whispered in here ear as he thoroughly washed every part of her body, his large callused hands rubbing soap all over her nude trembling form, grazing her small un developed breasts as they made their way down to her innocence.
"Kenichi, hurry Obaasan will be arriving shortly" a feminine voice drifted down to the occupants of the basement. Stopping his sick game he growled in annoyance at the interruption. Pushing the fragile child down as he dowsed her with ice water once more.
Siting dazed on the floor, cold, wet, hungry, hurt. Those where feelings that filtered throughout her body, she felt dirtier than before she was allowed to bathe. Blinking back in to reality just as clothing was tossed at her. Small hands grasping the yukata as though it where a lost treasure.
"get dressed, and come up stairs" turning to leave the child to her own device, he paused and in a sinisterly quite voice, he let a promise hang in the air to remind her of her place in life. "Do not try anything foolish, I would hate to have to hurt so many people just to look for you and you don't want that do you"
Her midnight black tresses shook with the negative movement of her head as she whispered "No Otou-san, I will be good... Ano what is my name to be?"
stoping once more, the man gazed at the disheveled appearance of the child your borrowed name will be Kagome.I think it suits you, caged bird"
the soft ecoh of the door opening, let her know that he was through tormenting her for now. ~ka go me , even my name makes fun of me. No that's not my name, I don't have a name, I don't deserve a name.~ where the self tormenting thoughts that ran threw her mind.
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end of chapter one.
tell me what you think so far