Kagura's heart has avoided affection since her mother died. When she meets a long haired man, she assumes he's just another sexist jerk. But why does his eyes look so...different? (sorry I suck at summaries) rated M for language and further chapters.

Author's Notes: Okay, this is my first ever fanfic, (as if it wasn't obvious). I'm going to upload 2 chapters today since I'm not busy. If they get good reviews by anyone, I will probably continue the story. So please, R&R! (P.S. - I can accept a little flaming…)

Just like any other day, Kagura disregarded her father's hateful glare as she walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She knew he loathed her very being, but she didn't really care what he thought about her because their feelings of hate were mutual. She had just graduated from high school two years ago, but he refused to let her attend college. He had said that she just wanted to go to relive her mother's intuition of being a "whore". Even though she was only three years old when her mother died, she could still remember the sound of her voice when she sang to her. Unlike her father, Naraku, her mother actually cared about Kagura. In her childhood, she would wake up every night from nightmares, (often involving her father), and only her mother, Muzaki, would come to console her.

She often recalled her parents arguing over her sake. Her father usually would say that she was a waste of time. After her mother died, Naraku would hit her more casually as the days passed. One day she decided that she was going to leave and never come back. Though, she didn't make it far. Her father found her sleeping behind a worn-down stop sign leaned against a brick wall. "You're not leaving yet, you disgrace. I have plans for you…"

And here she was, working as a part-time waitress at Suikotsu's Diner, with nothing but a high school education. She figured her life was set. She would work for money for her father to spend on her brother, Hakudoushi, and someday she would die. At least then she would be free.

She hated having to get up so early in the morning to make breakfast. Even if she started at 4:00 in the morning it still wouldn't satisfy Naraku. She had to stay overtime at work the night before and slept in a bit today. It was her only day off this month, which granted her access to leaving the house.

"You're late." Her father said without looking up from his paper.

"I didn't know breakfast had a schedule, Naraku. Are you always such an imbecile, or just when I'm around?" She lashed back.

"Where do you think you're going? I hope you don't intend on neglecting your chores."

"You bastard! This is my first day off in a month and you think I'm going to stay here and clean your shit?!"

"That's exactly what you're going to do."

She knew she had to obey him, for she had no other choice. If she tried to run, he would find her. And just as she thought her day couldn't possibly get any worse, the spawn of Satan himself entered the room.

"Hey sis'! I thought about you all day yesterday while I was at the zoo." Hakudoushi said with a smirk.

"That's so comforting. Someone who makes me want to cut down our family tree would miss me."

The smug look on his face made her think of her mother, (not of recollection). It made her wonder how something so disgusting had been Muzaki's offspring. About three years after her mother's death she found that the only reason Naraku hated her was because her mother had been having an affair the time she was conceived. He hadn't found out until after she died. While Kagura knew it was completely vile of her mother to do so, she found it was worth it to know that Naraku wasn't her real father. That simple information helped her go on in life.

"Hakudoushi, keep an eye on that girl. I'm going to get new tires for the car."

"Why do I always get stuck here with her? It makes me sick being in her presence."

"You are to stay."

Why do I always have to spend my days off in this goddamn house?! It's ridiculous that he trusts that little shit more than me. Maybe I can pay that runt off somehow…

"Say, Hakudoushi? How about you and me make a little deal?"

He seemed to be deep in thought, or whatever activities occurred inside his skull. She knew she couldn't trust him to keep his mouth shut to Naraku after he returned, but the time until then was enough for her to escape. She hadn't even really thought of a plan, though.

"Okay, what am I gonna get outa it?"

"I'll introduce you to that girl who my friend babysits, if you keep your mouth shut until Naraku comes home."

It seemed to be a perfect plan! Her only friend at the time, Tsubaki, was a stripper by night and babysitter by day. One time Kagura had managed to sneak out of the house and call Tsubaki on a payphone. She was invited to come to her house while she babysat some little brat named Rin. Kagura didn't waste time to take as many pictures as she could of the three so she could remember the day. It was the first time she had gotten all the way to someone else's house when Naraku was after her. To her, it was truly memorable.

When Hakudoushi saw the pictures while sneaking around in her room, he instantly fell in love with the young girl. Kagura knew that he would keep quiet for at least an hour if she promised to introduce them. Her plan was almost fail-proof!

"Hmph…do as you please. My purpose in life is not to watch over a grown woman."

"It's a deal."

Without hesitation, she ran up the stairs and put on her nicest red dress. It used to be her mother's when she was around her age. It was honestly the most precious thing that Kagura owned. The dress was strapless and came down to her mid-thighs. At the bottom was a flower pattern sewn in beautiful silver thread. She had only worn it one other time, and that was to try it on about a month ago. She threw on some red heels to match and grabbed her purse.

Finally I can leave this hellhole without fear of being followed. I hope Tsubaki's not busy at the moment.

Sorry this one's so short but the others will be much longer…I swear!