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Chapter One: And So It Begins

A small girl about the age of five ran across the playground. The cold morning air licked playfully at her face as she looked for the slightest sign of him. As she ran through the children that were all near her age, she spotted a glimpse of silver. She smiled to herself and ran over to where she had seen the flash. "Inuyasha!" she called out, still running towards him. A little boy with silver hair turned towards her and held his arms open, smiling at his best friend. The little girl was only a few inches shorter than the boy and fit nicely wrapped in his arms. The girl had shoulder length raven hair, and a frilly pink dress on with sparkly pink Dorothy shoes to go with it. They stood in their embrace for a little while longer before pulling away from each other. They both had bright smiles on their round faces, which still held some baby fat. That was until Inuyasha noticed the purple bruise on her cheek.

"Kagome?" he asked, his face and eyes full of concern for his best friend. "Where did you get that?" He lightly touched below the bruise, causing her to wince in pain.

"It's nothing. I ran into that pole in my backyard. You know the one that holds up my swing set?" She had a lisp on every 'th' or 's' sound. Inuyasha believed her and she ran her small pudgy fingers threw his silver hair that was close to the same length as hers. The same pudgy fingers lightly touched one of the soft silver doggy ears. "Am I still coming over tonightsss?" she asked, changing the subject, smiling when he nodded his head vigorously.

"Yeah they said it was okay. Is your brother gonna come too?"

"Mh-hm. Momma said I should bring him so he can see how big kids like us play." It was Friday and they had made plans for her to come over to his house that night.

"That's fine, my brother will also be there." The bell rang for them to go inside of their elementary school.

As the day went by Inuyasha noticed Kagome seemed to be ignoring him. It was about time to go home when he walked over to her and asked: "Kagome? Is something wrong?"

"No. Why?"

"Well, it's just you have been ignoring me all day."

"Oh, I'm sorry Inuyasha I didn't noticcce," she said quietly in her little lisp while looking down.

"It's ok I was just making sure."

She nodded and looked up into his eyes and gave him a bright smile that showed off her missing front left tooth. Inuyasha smiled back at her as the bell to go home chimed loudly. They both gathered their things and walked out of the school, heading over to the flag pole where they met up with Inuyasha's older brother of six years and walked home.

About 30 minutes later they arrived at their houses, and Inuyasha gave Kagome a hug. Kagome walked into her house to hear a woman cry out. She ran towards the sound, only to see her mother on the kitchen floor crying with her step-father standing over her. He spotted Kagome as he took another drink of his beer and said: "Well, well. Look who's home," he said in a slurred voice as he started towards Kagome. Her mother yells out to him, to stop from her position on the ground. "I'll deal with you later Kemi," he said seductively and kicked her in the ribs, forcing another cry from her already broken frame. Kagome backed up and tried to run but, he was faster than she was and grabbed a hold of her raven hair. Kagome felt some of the more fragile strands break as she whimpers. She tried to get away from her drunken step-father but he just laughed a cold heartless laugh and threw her into the nearest wall.

A teenager who looked like an older version of the little girl bolted up in her bed, breathing heavily. The hushed raping on her door and the voice behind it told her that she needed to get up and ready for her first day at a new school. She groaned, but left the warmth of her blankets and moved to her bathroom to take a shower. Once there, she tore off her clothes looked at herself in the mirror. She scowled in disgust at the scars and bruises that decorated her once perfect skin like beautiful decorations on a Christmas tree – but these were far from beautiful. She jumped in the shower and let the hot water heat up her cold skin.

After a quick steaming hot shower she jumped out, drying herself off and throwing on her baggy clothing. She wore a green shirt – but your couldn't see it because of the long black zip up hoody she wore over it – and tight blue jeans that hugged her lower curves nicely. While she blow-dried her waist length raven-colored hair she thought back to her dream. She had had it before but she didn't really understand it. She sighed, thinking she better hurry and get out of the house before he woke up.

He was her stepfather that her mother had married a long time ago after her father's death. He was the cause of her scars and bruises. Kagome quietly crept out of her new room, backpack and shoes in hand, feeling rather lethargic. She walked towards her little brother's off-white door and knocked quietly before she tip-toed in to see him pulling a long-sleeved gray shirt over his head.

Kagome frowned, knowing she could do nothing to stop the ugly bruises that lightly decorated his skin, much like hers. The only difference between their marred flesh was that she deserved every bruise or scar she had and he did not. She gave him a small smile that had dimmed over the years. "Are you ready?" she asked in a hushed voice.

"Yes," he answered. He grabbed his stuff and they quietly crept down the stairs and into the kitchen to grab some breakfast and lunch money from their mother.

Kagome grabbed an apple off the table and her mother gave her a worried glance. "Is that all you are going to eat Kagome?" Kemi asked in a motherly but soft tone.

"Yes Mama. Don't worry I'm not going anorexic on you."

"It's just I'm worried about your health."

"You can't be that worried seeing as you are still with him."

Her mother flinched visibly, as if the words had smacked her across the face. The second the words left her lips, she regretted it, watching her mother's ashen face. "Oh I'm sorry Mama. I didn't mean to, I'm just really tired from last night. I know it's not your fault."

Kemi shook her head, unshed tears welling in her eyes. "No, it is my fault… I'm so sorry, can you guys ever forgive me?" she asked, not being able to hold her tears back any longer. Both of her children embraced her tightly as she cried, but their moment lasted less than a minute because of the loud bang they heard from above them. They jumped away from each other and Kemi said swiftly: "Hurry and go." They gave her a kiss goodbye, slipped on their shoes, and ran out the door, heading down the street towards their new school.

"Hey sis?" Sota asked, looking over at his sister as their new school came into view.

"Yes Sota?" she asked back, not missing a beat as she walked towards the place where she was bound to yet again be ostracized.

"Do you think you'll make any friends here?"

"I hope not."

"Because of what happened at the last house?" he pressed, his innocent tone getting to her slightly. Images flashed through her mind, images of the last people who had found out her secret. Their dead bodies forever etched in her mind. In fact, she still had night terrors about their screams of pain as he murdered them in front of her. It had only been a few months since the incident.

"Yes," she said, colder then she meant to.

"I'm sorry sis."

"Don't be Sota." Kagome looked into his deep blue eyes that seemed to see right into her soul.

Kagome was a miko, as was her younger brother and mother. Her step-father Naraku was a half-demon, but still very evil and powerful. One of the good things about being a miko was that they were able to heal their bruises and cuts faster than any normal human could. She was brought out of her thoughts by her brother's soft voice.

"Kagome? We're here." Kagome looked at just what 'here' was. 'Here' was a three storey high school, packed with kids from her new town. She didn't think there would be this many of them. Her eyes got cold as she thought about the ostracizing that was about to happen.

They walked inside, slightly thankful of the cool air from the air-conditioning that hit their faces. They made their way through the crowd of high school students, attempting to get to the main office. Sota grabbed his sister's hand, not liking the looks she was getting from the passing guys. Even though Kagome seemed oblivious to the looks, Sota knew that his sister wasn't. She gave his hand a quick squeeze, silently showing her appreciation at his gesture.

Once inside the office, she noticed three teenagers who looked the same age as her. They looked at her and Sota. It was two boys and a girl. The girl was in between them and wore tight blue jeans and a form-fitting red shirt that said in gold letters: SAVE A HORSE RIDE A COWBOY. Her brown hair was up in a high ponytail, and she wore gold star earrings with matching gold eye shadow that brought out her brown eyes better and clear lips gloss.

The boy farthest from her and to the right of the girl wore baggy faded blue jeans and a deep purple shirt that read in light blue: PEOPLE LIKE YOU ARE THE REASON PEOPLE LIKE ME NEED MEDICATION. His short black hair hung loosely in a shag, barley hiding his violet eyes.

And last but definitely not least, the boy to the girl's left who was closest to her. Unable to stop herself, he was the one whose deep honey eyes she was looking into. He wore baggy dark blue jeans and a red shirt – you could see his nicely toned chest through the thin fabric. His shirt read the words: SANTA'S NOT REAL BUT IF YOU COME OVER HERE AND SIT ON MY LAP I'LL GIVE YOU A PRESENT. His almost waist length hair hung loosely around his frame, merely a few inches shorter then her own. But what really caught her attention was the small fuzzy doggy ears that twitched on top of his head.

Kagome blushed and tore her gaze from his eyes and ears when she heard a smooth voice asking of her name. "I'm sorry," she apologized, ready to answer the question. "My name is Kagome and this is my brother Sota. We are new here," she told the girl with energy she didn't know she had.

"Cool, I'm Sango and this is Miroku and Inuyasha," the girl named Sango said cheerfully, indicating to the guys on either side of her. Kagome nodded her head in acknowledgment. "So what's your schedule?" the girl asked.

'You can't have friends, don't do this Kagome,' she thought in the back of her mind. "I don't know I haven't gotten it yet." Her voice was cold and clipped. She didn't want more people to get hurt on her account.

"Don't gotta be a bitch about it," the boy Inuyasha said rudely.

"Don't talk to my sister like that." Inuyasha merely glanced at the boy's malnourished body, then back at the girl who looked just about the same. He couldn't tell what kind of figure she had because of her hoody, but she had the most brilliant, but dull, green eyes he had ever seen.

"Inuyasha stop harassing people." All five of the teenagers looked up to see a middle-aged woman smiling at them from behind the counter. "How may I help you darling?" the woman said, directing her attention to Kagome.

"My brother and I are new here and we need to get our schedules."

"Oh yes, I remember I talked to your mother over the phone." Kagome nodded once and the woman turned her attention to three of the school's biggest troublemakers. "School hasn't even started yet. Don't tell me your all ready in trouble?"

Sango spoke up first. "No, I was sent here by Mrs. Mortensen to tell you that she had the stuff ready for the play and all she has to do is hold additions after school today...which she wants you to announce over the intercom."

"I will do so. And why are you two here?" she asked, pointing at the other two boys in mock accusation.

"Why, Mrs. Barrett it is simply because we wanted to see your smiling face," Miroku said with a lecherous smile. Kagome watched on in disgust and thought:

'And so it begins. A new school, new perverts, and more punishment.'