Hello Everyone. I am Lakodasmoon! I just recently got this Idea after my first fic was a complete failure. I think I rushed the plot. (IF there was one.) Anyways, I hope you enjoy and don't forget to leave GOOD reviews! if you don't like my story don't read it! Thanks!

In The Eyes Of The Beholder

Chapter one: It's just begun

Golden eyes stared from the window of the reclusive hut. Tiny little fingers clenched the windowsill as small doggy ears twitched from the top of the hanyou child's head.

Ever since the child could remember he had lived in the hut, alone. Brief memories of a kind persons face would flash through his dreams. His chest would swell when he thought of that women, indigo eyes flashing through his mind. Mother.

The small boy flinched as a loud bang admitted from the door of the hut. He knew who it was. The species that tormented his emotions and ripped his soul part. Half of his blood.

Humans.

His child like body shook and he scrambled under the bed, hoping with all hope that they wouldn't find him there. He couldn't stand the way they abused him verbally and physically. It was like this every time the humans visited. They wanted the "abomination" to die.

"Hanyou! We know you're in there! You filthy half-blood!"

His child heart broke from the harsh insults. He'd never get used to such awful words. He was filthy, disgusting and downright a monster. The hanyou knew these things. Why did they have to be so cruel and shove it in his face?

Finally the door kicked open and Inuyasha could see the sandals of the men stomping their way into the hut him and his mother took refuge in. "Demon who stained they royal blood! Show yourself, creature of rot!" At the words, the little hanyou's eyes clenched tight as tiny fist dug into his palms. Go away…. He softly begged in his mind.

Suddenly the bed flipped over, revealing the child to the humans eyes. In an instant the child was up using his demon reflects. The human's eyes bored into his own golden ones. He could see all the disgust and hate they had for him. It was real. How could anyone love such as thing as him?

Without warning they charged at the young boy, not caring that he was just an innocent child. He needed to be dispatched from the world. But before they could drive a direct blow the little body jumped over the man's head just as they stuck their spears into the wall. Startled they spun around only to catch a glimpse of silver and red.

They went after him but it was too late. The child was long gone into the deep forbidden forest.

That was 50 years ago.

"Hime-Sama?" A women garbed in a servant kimono called softly to the young girl who was currently running a brush through her long raven hair. The princess turned her soft grey eyes to the servant. "Yes, Amaya-chan?" The servant the way her princess was being so familiar with her. "Your highness has called for you. He would like a word, Kago- I mean Hime-sama." Amaya and Kagome used to play as children and she used to call the Princess Kagome-Chan. The King found out and he wasn't so pleased with her. She was forbidden to call her anything but Hime-sama.

Kagome smiled from the slip of her servant, missing their childhood friendship that seemed so long ago. She remember the light that used to be inside Amaya's eyes, which now only sparkled on rare occasions.

The princess always made sure to keep the chan after Amaya's name, even though her father was disapproving. "Oh? That is rare. I haven't talked to my father for some time."

The servant nodded hesitantly. She couldn't help but notice that the princess hadn't moved an inch. Usually when the King called for someone they had better get in gear for not wanting to anger the King. "Excuse me Hime-sama..But the King said it was urgent." Amaya prompted.

The princess stood then and brushed out her elegant kimono. Her father was an impatient man "Understood." She said. And with that the princess made her way out of the sliding door, her sandals clacking against the wooden floor.

Whatever her father wanted it seemed pretty important to be wanting to confront her with it.

Kagome lifted her knuckles to the sliding door, gracefully flicking her wrist for a light knock. She would do anything to keep her father in a good mood. And if that meant being the princess he wanted her to be? So be it. "You may enter." The Kings bold baritone like voice called from behind the door. Kagome then gently placed her hand on the slide of the door and pushed it open neatly. Just like a princess.

"Daughter." Her father called beckoning her inside.

Kagome nodded and bowed her head low to the King. He was currently in his scroll room. Her mother no where in sight. That was strange to Kagome. Usually her mother would attend their rare family "meetings."

"Kagome. You are now seventeen years old." He stated and the princess did nothing but nod to her King. She was sitting in front of him with her head lowered. "Yes Father." He stroked his pointy beard for a moment before speaking again. "Well, your mother and I discussed this…." Kagome would have snorted if she could. Her father never discussed things with her mother. "And we agreed that you are to take a husband."

As much as it should have startled Kagome, it didn't. She had been expecting this. The only thing that remotely surprised her was the fact that they hadn't done this sooner. By now all of the lady's of high birth were married, it was a mystery to her why she wasn't. " I understand." Something panged in her heart. But the young girl ignored it. She had learned at a young age that when you're born of royal blood, your feelings and emotions were never first.

"I'm glad." The King smiled smugly while wallowing in the power he had over her. She was a hard one to break, his daughter. "We've made the preparations. Since your younger brother is heir we have decided to marry you to another Prince. It took us awhile to find someone who would be inheriting a Kingdom. Prince Akitoki Hojo."

Well that explained why she wasn't married yet. Her father always had to have the best of the best.

"You'll be leaving in the morning. Servants are packing up as we speak." He insensitively stated as if what he was saying wasn't something so life changing. Fire spiked inside of her stomach and this time the princess's head did lift. Grey's clashed with grey's, the only thing Kagome had inherited from her father. His eyes. "Excuse me?"

The Kings thin brow lifted at her demeanor. "You're not getting any younger Kagome. And we're extremely lucky Hojo accepted the offer. The wedding will be in a month's time. You need to be there preparing for everything. Kagome, you will be leaving first thing in the morning." She opened her mouth to protest but the King's eyes flashed a stormy grey as if daring her to say anything more. It wasn't a demand. It was a statement.

Kagome had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep herself from lashing out at the King. Why hadn't they given her more time to prepare herself?

Dismissing herself in an unprincess like fashion, Kagome didn't bother saying a goodbye. She rushed out the door like the devil was at her heels. How could her own blood be so demanding and cruel. She passed some servants in the hall who were shocked to see their princess barricade her way through. But Kagome didn't care about her image at the moment.

At least she thought that they would give her some time before throwing her into a different life style. As long as Kagome could remember she had lived in this very palace. It was her home and now it was being ripped away from her. In a months time she wouldn't be Princess Higurashi Kagome. But Queen Hojo! Was she even ready to be a Queen? Did she even want to be one…

That night Kagome forced herself to sleep. She refused to cry at this point. With her head buried in the pillow she screamed out all her frustrations but never did the tears fall. In the morning her life was going to take a new flip.

Morning came to soon for the Princess. Ayama-Chan woke her and dressed her for her trip. It pained her to leave her friend and she could tell in Ayama's eyes that she was going to miss her. They never did get to say a proper goodbye because of her Mother and Father. Breakfast was filled with joy for the proud parents. Her brother was grumpy at her leaving but her Father simply hushed him and told him that he should be happy for his "dear sister."

After breakfast she was off in the carriage. Guards around her on their horses to keep her safe. There had been many rumors of bandits lately and they didn't want their prized possession (Kagome) harmed. Her departure was simple and wasn't filled with sorrowful goodbyes. Souta bid her farewell and good luck and from the corner of her eyes she could have sworn she saw Ayama wave from the window.

"Hiya!" The riders called at the same time and Kagome was jerked forwards by the horses. It had been awhile since she road in a carriage. The princess sighed, she would rather just ride a horse. Of course that wasn't "proper."

Hours passed with only a few stops. It was the longest ride she had to endure. 10 hours in the cramped carriage wasn't her way of wanting to spend a day. 'This would have been great if I had my own horse.' She thought to herself. At least she could see the castle in view. It was a rather impressive size but it was nothing like her own.

The carriage came to a complete stop and she could hear the drivers speaking to the men at the gate. They handed them a royal message. It took awhile for it to get approved but eventually they let them pass. A horn boomed in the background to announce her arrival. Her stomach tingled with nerves. She had no idea what these people were going to be like. Was Hojo like her father? She prayed not.

Not wanting to see the figures waiting at the entrance of the palace, Kagome kept herself in the carriage now pushing the shades down. Would they think her improper for wanting the sun to beat down upon her face? (Props to those who know where I got that lyric from. )

The carriage stopped once again in front of the palace and Kagome felt her heart fluttering in her chest. She didn't know how to act, how to speak. Her fingers trembled and the door opened. Relieved to see it was her driver she smiled. The chubby looking man with long black hair held out his hand for the princess. Kagome accepted it, her kimono falling over both of their hands. He lead her out but she kept her head ducked not wanting her future husband to disapprove of her looks.

"Princess Kagome." A soft males voice called. "Lift your head, would you?"

His voice encouraged her and she did just as that. What she saw shocked her.

Hojo was much younger than she expected him to be. He looked around 28 or maybe 30. His eyes were a nice blue and his hair a sandy brown color. It was pulled in a bow at the top of his head. He smiled to her and Kagome couldn't help but smile back.

"Rumor's of your beauty were indeed true." She couldn't help but blush at the comment. Kagome had never heard of such a thing. At least her King would be polite. She bowed and he did the same before taking her hand lightly in his own. "I know this seems abit rushed but please make yourself comfortable in your new home. Sango will be your new personal servant. Let me introduce you."

Servants back at her past home were very plain looking. Not extremely beautiful and not extremely ugly. But the woman before her could rival those of royal blood. She had long brown hair tied up in a high ponytail with light pink eye-shadow covering her eyes lids. Her kimono wasn't anything special but she still looked exquisite. "Princess Kagome, this is Sango. She will be taking care of your needs from now on. And as much as I hate to leave I have some business to attend to. Sango will show you around. I will see you at dinner dear."

When Hojo left the scene it became very awkward for Kagome. Here she was staring at one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen. Sango didn't even know how much she was affecting her. "Princess?" Sango questioned boldly causing Kagome to snap out of her trance.

"Err, Right. Sango. Would you mind showing me to my room.. My servants have many things to unpack.." She didn't want to sound pompous but she knew her servants were tired from their travel. Even if they were men.

Sango nodded with a lifted brow. She was confused why her princess didn't just command her. It didn't matter if she minded it or not.

Kagome and the servants followed Sango to her room. Her old home was very Japanese oriented. This home had a more western look to it. The walls were made of stone and the rooms actually had single wooden doors. Kagome suspected Hojo must have some western blood in him.

The group stopped in front of the door and the servants quickly entered. Kagome and Sango stayed out in the hall to let them finish unpacking her stuff. They would be leaving as soon as dinner was over. When they confirmed that that were done. Kagome entered the room, shocked to find that it also had a western style to it. In all of her years of life she had never seen a bed such as this. It looked extremely comfy. If it wasn't for Sango's watchful caramel eyes she would have jumped into it. "This room is beautiful! Isn't it Sango!"

Sango smiled, already liking the new Princess. It was clear that she was kind and didn't care that she was of higher blood. She treated Sango as if she were an equal. "Just wait till you see Hojo-sama's room." A pretty blushed married the princess face at Sango comment. 'Which won't be for a month." Kagome quickly added.

The princess wanted to explore more of her room and she discovered a nice looking balcony that out looked a vast forest. Without caring about elegance she opened the doors and leading to it. She was amazed at how ancient and green the forest looked. Something in her heart screamed at her. A tugging feeling she had never felt before. She wanted to enter the forest and.. Find something.

A chuckling from behind her shocked her out of her amazement. Sango was grinning at the look on the princess's face. Kagome wasn't ashamed and just turned her eyes back to the sea of green. "it's the most beautiful forest I have ever seen!" She exclaimed.

"Yes. Indeed it's beautiful. But also the most deadly. Our hunters don't hunt in that direction Kagome." Neither one of them noticed she forgot to add sama to the end of her name. "The forbidden forest it's called. People who enter come back with deathly stories." Kagome wanted to disagree. The forest that she was gazing upon made her some how feel safe.

"What kind of stories?" Kagome mumbled innocently and obviously curious.

Sango let out another chuckle. "The Golden eye's is the most famous monster around here. Half man and half monster. Ugliest thing anyone could gaze upon. Sharp fangs that could bite through your skin. Claws that could easily tear you apart. My father saw his eyes once in the shadows and he swore he would never enter the forest again. Personally I have never been in there. To many enraged demon's for me." Sango added with a wink.

As much as the story was supposed to scare her it didn't. The urge to explore that vast forest was still eating at her heart. "Would be nice to at least get a glimpse inside." She mumbled under her breath though Sango couldn't hear.

Sango dressed Kagome for dinner. Which was more eventful than breakfast. Kagome met her soon to be father in law. He was grumpy man who obviously had western blood in him. The current queen was quiet and kind. It was clear who Hojo took after. The dinner was a different taste but she liked it enough to almost finish her plate. When dinner was finished, Hojo was kind enough to walk her to her room, Sango trailing behind them.

"Goodnight Kagome-Sama." He stated before taking her hand and placing his lips upon it.

The princess wanted to rip her skin away from his moist lips but held back even though her fingers twitched uncomfortably. He left and she was grateful.

Sango offered to dress her for bed but Kagome dismissed her. She wanted to be alone for the time being. After dressing she snuggled into the comfy bed and drifted off to sleep.

Deep in the forest a rabbit enjoyed his leafy meal unaware of the predator that watched him with a sharp gaze. It didn't even have time to think before it was pounced and its neck was cracked, giving it an instant death. Summer's were great for hunting.

A man who appeared to be 19 years old held the rabbit by its ears. Heading back to the abandoned shack in which he dwelled. The deeper he was in the forest the better. No one could touch him here. Even the Demon's had hightailed their asses out of the area in fear of the threat.

This man wasn't a demon nor a human. He was a Hanyou. A half demon.

For 50 years he had been in this forest ever since the attack in his own home. If they didn't want him around then he would stay away.

He ignored the lonely feeling he got from the thought. It had been 50 years since he had even talked to anyone. Aside from the brief flashes of hunters who dared enter his forest he hadn't really come face to face with anyone.

His name was Inuyasha.