Summary: Halloween never goes well for Higurashi Kagome. Getting kidnapped because of her dad's debt and locked away with her fellow sexy captive Inuyasha just proves that. To top it off, he's not even human. Let's just say she doesn't handle that well… At all. A Halloween Special.

Warnings: Lewd language, sexual situations, and general citrus.

Halloween's New Moon
Chapter One: Crudeness Welcomed

Fucking hell, having a dad with an addiction to gambling was one thing—having a dad that constantly bet on the wrong team was another. Debt was the bane of her existence. His debt, not hers. Did Higurashi Kagome get to go to college like any other normal teenage after high school? No. She had to get a full time job to try and pay off all the shit her father constantly got himself into.

That and making sure food was on the table and her brother was clothed for school were the things that she had to focus on the most. Her goddamn dad couldn't stop himself, she'd beg him time and time again to stop betting away what little money he got from his construction work. Sometimes he'd start to cry with her and promise he'd stop.

Swear on her mother's grave that he'd be a better father, that he'd earn her respect someday, that he'd find a way to help her pay for college so she could be something other than a secretary the rest of her life…

But at age twenty-two, she knew better than to believe him. Those were the same listless lies he had been telling her since she was a child. She was damned, though, because she… loved her father. He was a degenerate gambler but he was a good man. He never meant to bring such hardship on to his family. There were moments of utter bliss, and even with all his problems he had managed to raise her and Souta after her mother died.

Fun was really a foreign concept to her, she made sure her brother got to go out and have a good time but she had to work, work, and work some more to make sure they could keep their apartment, that none of them would starve to death. Whenever a boy would ask her out she would almost always have to say 'no'. After all, once he got a look at her seriously screwed up family situation what were the chances he'd stay? That and she just didn't have the time for dating.

She barely had time to see any of her friends, how could she fit a boy into the mix?

None of that was of real importance though, not when she stopped to reflect on everything that had occurred throughout her life when she was certain it'd be done with soon… what other fate could she suffer? She was, after all, stuck in the utter darkness of a van with a hand over her mouth. What was important was remembering what had happened earlier that day… Halloween. What a stupid fucking holiday.

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October thirty-first was a dumb day that was attached to an even stupider holiday. It really didn't mean anything, right? Just dressing up in costumes to get candy—if you were young—or dressing in usually unacceptably slutty outfits to get fucked—if you were older. Kagome saw no point in Halloween. She had yet to have an enjoyable one.

When she was finally old enough that she could celebrate it she was so excited over the prospect of trick-or-treating, when she had a route planned out to get the most candy, when she had picked out the prettiest of princess costumes… her night was ruined before it even started. Her father came to get her from school to tell her the horrible news.

Mommy was gone and she wasn't coming back.

A brain aneurysm got her, no one saw it coming, she had seemed so vibrant and healthy but.. she was gone. Fucking Halloween. Afterwards she had to take Souta trick-or-treating and it was always rainy and cold out. It was the Halloween after her mother's death that her dad first placed a bet. It was the one after that that he started to get into some debt. The one after that that he got into serious problems…

Halloween never brought about anything good in her life. So when it finally came around again she had no intention of celebrating it. She just wanted to close her eyes and hold her breath in hopes that nothing happened. Just wait for the day to be over with but… she didn't get to do that. There was a Halloween party and her boss wanted her to attend.

The old pervert told her that she was required to wear a costume, too. The last thing she wanted to do was go out and spend money on something like that so she just picked out her old high school uniform and hoped it still fit. People dressed up like school girls, didn't they? The white shirt was a bit tight on her breasts, it exposed a little bit of her flat stomach, and the green skirt was shorter than she remembered but oh well.

She just pulled on some knee-high socks and a pair of shoes and went out. It would only be for a couple of hours and then she'd be home again to spend that Saturday night hidden inside counting down the minutes until it was over. At least she didn't have to worry about Souta, he would be spending the night at a friend's house to watch a bunch of horror movies. It was her dad she prayed wouldn't do something stupid.

He was already in enough debt as it was…

"Kagome," her rather pudgy employer chuckled while he placed a hand on her hip and smiled his slimy little smile. She couldn't really stand him, he smelled like old musk and cheese balls, and looked like a walrus but the pay was good and she got plenty of hours so she couldn't complain too much. "I'm so glad you made it!"

"Yeah," she drew out with a forced smile while she tried to pull away from his grasp, he only gripped her tighter and yanked her closer.

"Such a cute outfit," he grinned, allowing his old auburn gaze to slide up and down her well-kept legs. It wasn't from going to the gym that they looked like that, but from the fact that she walked everywhere. Why would she spend the extra money on public transportation when she could just walk the thirty-five minutes to and from work?

"Thanks," she replied. The old fart had never hid his interest in her. He was married, had been for something like thirty years, and even had a couple of kids but that didn't keep the old lecher from lusting after her. She figured it was harmless, he probably wouldn't cheat on his wife, and if he just looked and reframed from touching what did it matter?

But now he was touching, a lot, no matter how many times she evaded his grasp he found her throughout the party. He was like a dog that sought out the scent of bacon, the slobbery expression on his face fit such a description perfectly. Whenever she thought she was in the clearing a grotesque grab of her ass would tell her otherwise.

She needed her fucking job or else she'd bitch slap the bastard and tell him to fuck off. It was obvious that someone had spiked the punch so she assumed he was just an extra pervy drunk. Monday they'd pretend it never happened, he'd go back to staring at her through his window, and she'd go back to acting as if she didn't notice the way his eyes locked to her ass every time she bent over to pick up a file.

A deep groan left her throat once she finally found herself outside of the building, she had originally planned to walk home with her friend Ayumi but she wanted to stay longer and Kagome simply could not handle her boss's attention anymore. Seriously, she thought she saw a bulge from a boner under his baggy pirate pants. That was not something she was willing to deal with so she bailed early.

"Fucking Halloween," she gripped bitterly while she wrapped her arms around herself to start her walk home. At least she could probably just write that off as her horrible Halloween experience of the year. All things considered, it could be worse…

Of course, no sooner had she thought that before a black unmarked van pulled up next to her and two men in black masks leaped out while the door next to her slid open. She hadn't time to process whatever was going on before she felt herself pushed into and a pair of hands wrapped around her mouth to keep her screams muffled. The two that had gotten out of the car closed the door and leaped back in to drive away as if nothing had happened.

And all she could think was… what the fuck?

Followed by, fucking Halloween.

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"Let me go! Fuck off!" Kagome cried out while she kicked and screamed in the grasp of the two masked men that were carrying her into the rather damp and dark building that seemed to be a good distance from anywhere she knew. Also far enough away from any witnesses that they apparently didn't care about whatever noise she made. "You can't do this!"

"Damn it," one cursed while he threw her to the ground, "shut the fuck up already! This bitch is a hand full!"

"It is Higurashi Kagome, right?" the other asked while he scratched his head, she could tell from the voices that they were both guys. "I thought she was like twenty-something, but she's wearing a school girl uniform."

"It's Halloween, you fucking moron," the other snapped before he slammed the iron gate shut in front of her to lock her away in what seemed like a cellar. With a wave of his hand, the other followed him as he walked away.

"Hey! Come back! You can't leave me here!" Kagome demanded while she got to her feet and grabbed the iron gate, but her words went by unnoticed since they left up the stairs to shut the door at the top with a harsh slam.

What the hell was going on? How did they know who she was? Why did they want to kidnap her? Oh, gods, what if she had been thrown into some sick human trafficking thing? What if she was going to be forced into prostitution or something like she had seen in a couple of movies? Wasn't that usually how it started in them, a pretty girl getting snatched off the street? Damn it, why'd she have to grow a couple of inches to make her outfit seem slightly slutty?

"Fuck," she groaned while she rested her forehead against the cold and rusted iron. She was seriously fucked. Souta wasn't home so he wouldn't notice that she was missing until… who knows when? He probably wouldn't be home until late Sunday and wouldn't think much of her not being there. He had a lot of clubs after school and it wasn't uncommon for them not to cross paths during the week since she worked weird hours sometimes. Her dad was away on a building job, too.

So that meant there'd be no one looking for her… she didn't want to be thrown into a human trafficking ring. She did not want to be sold to the highest bidder. Sure she was a pretty girl but did that mean she had to be doomed to such a fate? Her captor would probably get a good amount of money for her, that was doubtlessly why they thought snatching her was a good idea.

"I don't want to become a whore," she complained bitterly while she stomped her feet upon the ground harshly, throwing a tantrum as if she were a five year old.

"Why would you become a whore?" caught her attention, instantly she spun around on her heels to see someone was sitting in the cell with her. She hadn't even noticed that there was another there… and certainly she didn't take note of how it was a handsome twenty-some year old, either. His silky, jet black hair was held back in a pony-tail, his eyes were a honey-brown, his facial structure seemed perfect to her.

He was somewhere in between hot and cute, just like she liked it.

"Hello?" he questioned again, a ruff edge to his voice while he stood up and brushed off the dirt from his jeans while he walked up to her. Her hazel gaze shifted from his confused yet annoyed expression down to his white shirt that fit his sculpted chest just right… she imagined if he wasn't wearing a red leather jacket she'd be able to see a well-built pair of arms, too.

"Uh…" finally she snapped out of it, blinking a couple of times, before looking him in the eyes. "Who are you?"

Did guys get thrown into the human trafficking thing, too? She never saw that happen in the movies. Then again, she probably shouldn't be going off what she saw in the film Taken. That was just a movie, this was really happening to her.

"Takahashi Inuyasha," he answered, "who are you?"

"Inuyasha is a weird name," she found herself saying before she could cover her mouth. But it was true, dog demon, who named their kid that? His parents were probably on acid or something when they came up with that shitty name. Poor guy probably got picked on all the time growing up with such a weird name.

"Yeah, I've never heard that before," he grunted with a shake of his head while he walked by her to lean against the iron.

"Sorry," she muttered back as she turned to watch him, "I'm Kagome… so guys get caught up in human trafficking schemes, too?"

"What?" he snapped with a bent brow, "human what? What are you talking about?"

"What's going on here? Do you know? Did you get kidnapped, too?"

"Kidnapped is one way to look at it," he mumbled. That wasn't exactly that word he would use but he supposed it worked. "You seriously don't know what's going on?"

"I'm going to get sold to the highest bidder, aren't I?" she whined while she squatted down to wrap her arms around her legs and rest her forehead against her knees. Oh, the horror. She didn't want to have to be someone's sex toy!

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Inuyasha grunted while he knelt down in front of the odd girl, his gaze couldn't help but wander down her legs to see that her red lacy underwear was exposed when she was like that. All things considered, she was pretty good looking. "Look, you aren't going to get sold to someone."

"Then what am I doing here?" she asked, looking up to meet his gaze at nearly eye-level.

"Onigumo Naraku…?" he drew out, waiting to see how she'd react to that name. The utterly unfazed expression that greeted him made it apparent she was more in the dark of the situation than he had originally thought. "Those were his guys that grabbed you. Have you never heard of him?"

"Why the hell would I have?" she gripped before she stood up to strut down the cell, it only took her four steps to reach the other side. It was pretty small, damp, and sort of smelly and she was meant to what…? Share it with the guy with a weird name? "Naraku's a weird ass name, too."

"I wouldn't tell him that if I were you," he warned while he stood up to watch her. The girl was weird to say the least but he supposed she was probably in some form of shock. "He's like a… a…" what word would be best? "Ah, yeah, a gang leader. You apparently did something that pissed him off enough that you're here."

"A gang leader?" Her mouth stayed open while she looked at him with disgusted draped in disbelief. No. No, no… she hadn't done anything to a gang leader. She didn't do much, just worked, cleaned the house, and went to the grocery store. She barely even went out with her friends so there was no way she had mistakenly pissed off a gang leader somewhere along the way. "I've never done a damn thing to a goddamn gang leader!"

"Apparently you did, that or someone you know."

She parted her lips once more to yell at him for such a stupid assertion before something dawned her… oh, gods, no. "This… person, does he loan out cash to say… gamblers and such? Does he take bets on sports games and shit like that?"

"Sounds like something he'd do, why?" She hardly looked like the gambling type but then again no one could ever be certain about that type of stuff. Halloween had to be the reason for her wearing the school uniform, she did look too old to be in high school still. He would be lying if he said he didn't take in the sight of her in her rather tight fitting a bit too short outfit. She wasn't drop dead gorgeous by any means, he'd seen hotter in magazines or in the movies, but she was pretty damn good looking.

A bit pale, like she didn't spend enough time outside, but a nice pair of legs, and a fair sized chest. She seemed a little mental, though. And she seemed to be partial to cursing, but for him that was always a plus. He had often been told he was worse than a sailor.

"Fuck, shit, damn it!" She cursed while she jumped up and down a little, "he said he's stop gambling!"

Ah, a pretty girl getting caught up in her boyfriend's mess. Or something like that, Inuyasha should have saw that one coming. If it had to do with someone owing him something then it would make more sense for Naraku to take someone important to the person that owed him money. After all, how could that person get money if he was locked away in a cellar? If his pretty girlfriend was, then it was just the needed motivation to find the money.

"But he always says he'll stop," she muttered mostly to herself as she sat down, it was dumb of her to ever believe him but she really thought he seemed more sincere than usual last time.

Inuyasha guessed, "Boyfriend problems?"

"Ha," she dryly replied, "no, parental problems. I have a good for nothing father."

"I've got one of those," Inuyasha acknowledged before he walked over to sit down next to her.

"So what'd you do to end up here? Or was it your dad's gambling, too?"

"Naraku pissed me off," he began cautiously, "the fucker stole my girlfriend so… I smashed a couple of bricks through his windshield. Of all his cars…"

"Did you know he was a gang leader before you did that?"

He just nodded to that, but at the time he figured it was a good plan. It made him feel better, until night came and he got caught, thrown into the cellar, and told he'd be dealt with later.

"You're dumb," she simply stated which earned a harsh stare from him. "You shouldn't try to pick a fight with a gang leader. Moron."

"I was distraught at the time," he grunted back bitterly.

She just shook her head at that as her attention returned to the cellar door, "so… what's going to happen to me? My dad's in serious debt, there's no way he'll be able to pay this Naraku guy back."

Inuyasha just shrugged a shoulder. He didn't know much about the workings of Naraku's business, all he knew was that he was apparently 'debonair' and could talk his girlfriend into leaving him for the red-eyed fucker. He should have known better than to trust someone…

"Maybe he'll sell you to the highest bidder?" he joked, it was a bad joke, one that earned a harsh glare from the girl beside him, but he got a laugh out of it.

"That's not funny!" she asserted while she slapped his shoulder, "I don't want to become a prostitute!"

"You know there is something wrong with you if that is the first thing you thought was going to happen, don't you?"

"What else was I supposed to think? I am a pretty girl that got kidnapped by a bunch of guys, either they were going to sell me into prostitution or rape me."

"You're kinda full of yourself," he taunted with a grin, "you think you're that fuckable?"

"Oh, shut up," she ordered as she turned her cheek to him. The last thing she needed was to be teased by her fellow captive. He was there because of his own stupidity, she was there for no other reason than that her father was a gambler. She wouldn't forgive him for this… and the longer she sat there the more she realized something rather horrific.

She was really locked away in a cellar of some gang leader's hideout… this was really happening.

"I'm scared," she whispered, which seemed to gain the guy beside's her attention enough that he looked away from the iron bars to her. "I'm really scared…"

Taunting her more was tempting, but the expression of absolute dread on her face made him feel like an ass if he tried. The truth was he, too, was frightened about what was going to happen. For breaking all the windows of Naraku's cars he'd probably get more than just the shit beat out of him. He had no intention of dying that night but… being stuck in that situation, he was rather helpless.

"I," he started slowly, which got her to look at him with her big brown eyes. He didn't know why, or what it was about them, but seeing the shimmer with the threat of tears made him say something rather stupid. "I'll make sure… nothing happens to you."

He didn't know her. He really shouldn't have felt obligated to help her. He had to look out for himself but… but he said it and there wasn't any way he could take it back.

"Really?" she mumbled.

"Yeah… I'll make sure you'll be alright."

"Thank you," she said while she reached out to take one of his hands into hers to squeeze it tight. She didn't have any way of knowing whether what he said was true or not. She really had just met him so she surely shouldn't trust him but… what other choices did she really have?

She was locked away in a cellar on Halloween, after all. She was fucked whether she trusted the sexy stranger or not so she might as well give herself some sort of comfort and try and believe in his words.

And hope that somehow she'd get out of this mess in one, untouched, untainted, piece.

Fucking hell, Halloween always sucked.

A/N: Really, there's a lot of lewd language in this. I've had an idea like this for a while and I wanted to finally write it. I love Halloween, it's my favorite holiday, so this is my Halloween Special fanfic. I'll update it once a week until All Hollow's Eve, which will have the last chapter. So this will only have three-four chapters. It's a short fic. Hope you enjoy and please review.

Oh, and Kagome's freak out and general attitude is supposed to be amusing if not a bit humorous—not really serious. I'm not great with humor, though, so I'm not sure if it came off as overly-dramatic-weird or something like that.