Sins of a Father

Disclaimer: All Inuyasha characters belong to the talented Rumiko Takahashi.

Chapter One

Kagome Higurashi, a happy fifteen year old girl. She received high marks, had many friends, and a family who adored her. But all this changed during the summer between tenth and eleventh grade.

That summer Kagome learned of a plot to assassinate her family. The assassinators had already murdered her father in cold blood, now, two years later, the assassins were back. Apparently they wanted every Higurashi, except Kagome, dead.

Kagome's mother sent her back to Japan without haste. Although Kagome had only been in America for a year, she was reluctant to leave.

"All of my friends, my studies!" she had argued.

"I realize that Kagome, but in the wake of an assassination plot, we have to leave this country. If our family is split up, the assassins sent to kill us will have a hard time tracking each of us down."

"But they don't want to kill me."

"We don't know that for sure. All of your stuff is packed and the taxi should be here any minute. When you flee the country, remember to use your alias passport and don't forget the wig and colored contacts at all times."

"Fine, but when I get back to Japan, I'm using my real name."

"Fine, whatever you want. There's your cab. Take care of yourself, my daughter. I will contact you as soon as I can. Remember, Lady Kaede will meet you at the airport in Japan." With that, Mrs. Higurashi embraced her daughter and kissed her on the cheek.

Kagome embraced her mother back before picking up her two luggage bags and left the five storey mansion.

At the Chicago airport, Kagome checked in for her flight. Clad in a blonde wig, emerald contacts, a pink sundress, a baby blue floppy sun hat, and brown sandals, Kagome played her alias as Ai Kizu.

On board the plane Kagome had taken the sun hat, exposing her blonde waves, and eyes. As she read her magazine, a voice rang out.

"Is this seat taken?" the voice asked.

Kagome looked up to see a silver haired boy about her age in the aisle. "No, it's not taken," she replied simply.

"Then can I sit here?"

"Go right ahead," she told him, returning to her magazine.

"Thanks," he took the seat next to her and pulled out a manga comic.

Kagome stole side glances at the boy next to her. He had waist length silver hair, amber-gold eyes, wore a red bandana on his head, a red muscle shirt, and baggy black denim pants.

'Wow,' she thought, 'He's kinda cute, the silver hair and eyes are really suiting, even if it's just a dye job and contact lenses.' With this thought in mind, Kagome put her magazine away and fell asleep.

Kagome awoke because of a nudging in her side. She looked over to see her 'seat buddy' looking at her and slightly shaking her. "Hmm, is it meal time?"

"No, that was a few hours ago...I tried waking you, but you didn't stir. We're about to land, the flight attendant told me to wake you."

"Oh," Kagome sighed as she frowned slightly. 'I was asleep for the whole flight?' she thought furiously. "Thanks for waking me,"

"Whatever,"

Kagome opened her window and looked down on the city of Tokyo. "Are you visiting or do you live here?" she asked, returning her gaze to the silver-haired next to her.

"Live here...I was in Chicago for nearly a year for an education, but it was no better than school here."

"Really, I lived in Chicago for a year also school's different back there, but my mother just shipped me on this plane back to Tokyo."

"Why'd she do that?"

"My family is flee-" 'Kagome, wait, you can't tell him your family's fleeing assassination!' "My family is really determined on me getting my schooling here. What year are you going into?"

"Eleventh,"

"Wow, me too, you know what school?"

"Nah, alls I know is that it's in the upscale side of town near where I live,"

"I see,"

For the rest of the landing they were silent. Once the plane had touched ground, Kagome saw that her 'seat buddy' was already gone. 'I didn't get his name, what a shame.'

Kagome's mind flooded with that memory as she held her blade to her wrist.

It had been two months since that beautiful June day. During that time, Kagome hadn't heard from any of her family. 'If they were dead, it would be on the news. They forgot about me, they don't care what happens to me. They're probably off having the time of their lives, while I'm here in Japan, alone, wondering where the hell they are.'

Kagome went through many changes. She was no longer the cheerful teen she had been, but now a punk or 'Goth' as you would put it. Her former wardrobe of pinks, blues, greens, and yellows was replaced by black, reds, and a few whites. Make-up, which hadn't been a worry for Kagome then, was now stuffed in a drawer of her cherry wood vanity. Dark grey eye shadow, black eye liner, mascara and dark lipstick were musts in Kagome's everyday look. On her neck you'd always see a choker collar, and her wrists would always sport sex bracelets, spiked cuffs, and arm-warmers.

Her mind was full or darkness and her heart seemed empty. Kagome was this way because of the bouts of depression she had endured a week upon returning to Tokyo. Lady Kaede, Kagome's guardian, tried to help but Kagome pushed her away. Yuka, Eri, and Ayumi, Kagome's childhood friends also tried to cheer her up, but no avail.

Everyday Kagome would stay up in her penthouse suite of Kaede's mansion. She would write dark poetry and stories of pain, hatred, and loss. Kaede would have Kagome's meals brought up along laundered garments, letters from old friends, and new writing supplies. Kagome went out on occasion to walk or go shopping. On one shopping trip she bought a blade. She figured it was the only way to help rid the pain residing in her.

From that day on, Kagome would cut at least once a day, sometimes even up to five cuts per arm. 'Lady Kaede, bless her soul for not asking why I go through so many bandages.'

This has been the lowest point of my life. Because of all the incidents that happened this summer, I am ready to die. Then, I was happy, now, I am corrupted. I was Kagome Higurashi, first daughter; I am Mei Hirashi, your 'Gothic punk'. This is my story.

A/N: So, how was it? Tell me please in your wondrous reviews. Ok, just to touch base, Kagome changed her name (obviously). She changed her name because she thought it would rid the pain she felt inside.

Why the title: 'Sins of a Father'? The meaning of the title will be explained in future chapters, but for now, just be happy about what I have. I'm sorry if this started out slow, but the plot will thicken and become darker.

For those people who know me, you will realize Kagome's state is just like mine when I was depressed. On occasion I'm still like how Kagome's acting now in my story, but you know...yes anyway, please GET TO THOSE REVIEWS! THANK-YOU! I'll update as soon as I can!