Chapter 1
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return..."
-Moulin Rouge
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The lighting was dim in the small room. A table stood in front of the girl, her ebony hair cascading down in front of her shoulders as she rested her elbows on the wood. She sighed, a single tear rolling down her cheek. She harshly wiped it away. I promised him I wouldn't cry…
The door creaked open and the girl jumped. A female cop entered the room. "Hi," she said with a smile. "Higurashi Kagome I presume?"
Kagome nodded. "Yes."
"You can just call me Mizumi."
"Okay," was Kagome's meek reply.
Mizumi smiled sadly at her. "I realize this may be hard for you but do you think you could answer a few questions for me?"
Kagome nodded solemnly. "I'll do my best."
"Good," she said with another smile. Kagome looked down, drawing patterns on the counter top.
"You were kidnapped correct?"
"Yes," she mumbled.
"By the man we are currently holding or his brother?"
"The older one."
"Okay…he was the only kidnapper?"
"Yes, he kidnapped me," Kagome replied without hesitation. It was easy to see the cop believed her, as she didn't say anything.
"I see," Mizumi said, scribbling it down on her pad of paper.
"I assure you no harm was done to me...in fact, I loved him...very much," Kagome replied, her voice cracking slightly.
"Promise me you won't cry, no matter what happens? I want you to be strong."
"I—I promise…"
The cop gazed at her sympathetically. "Which one was he? What was his name?"
"Sesshomaru...Sesshomaru Taisho."
If Mizumi was surprised she didn't show it. She continued writing on her pad. "Do you mind telling me how it happened? Start to finish?"
Kagome idly played with the bracelet at her wrist. The one Sesshomaru had given her. It was his mother's and his most valuable possession and now she had it. She felt somewhat guilty though.
Mizumi looked at her bemused. "Kagome?"
Kagome snapped out of her trance. "What? Sorry…" she mumbled, setting her wrist against the table.
Clink.
Mizumi looked up and she examined the bracelet. "May I see?" Kagome held out her wrist.
"Wow…" she breathed. "It looks very expensive." She traced the ebony laced part of it with her finger. "Who gave it to you?"
"Someone very special," Kagome mumbled, a grin gracing her lips.
Mizumi smiled, having a good idea. "Well do you mind telling me what happened?"
Kagome nodded. "Not at all."
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"Souta! Get your ass down here!" Kagome yelled from the bottom of the stairs, as she did every morning. A habit she had come to love.
Her brother trudged down the stairs, his brown hair messily tossed around atop his head and his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep. His backpack was gripped by his left hand and a comb was in his right.
"You know, I think you like being in control too much," he mumbled, sitting down at the dining room table as he set his backpack at his feet.
Kagome rolled her eyes. "Oh please…it is fun though," she admitted, an evil gleam in her eyes. Souta sighed and tapped his fingers against the table.
"So where's my breakfast?"
"Needy much?" Kagome teased, placing a full plate of food in front of his greedy eyes. He instantly smiled when he saw his favorites placed before him.
"Aw thanks Kag," he said with a grin and then began eating.
Kagome ruffled his hair more and sat down next to him, enjoying the sheer coat of silence that blanketed the room. A shrill whine from the phone interrupted it, slicing right through it.
Kagome groaned inwardly and got up to answer it. Honestly, who could be calling at seven in the morning? She picked up the phone and despite her former thoughts put on a peppy demeanor.
"Higurashi residence." Pause. "Oh hi mom," Kagome said with a smile. "How's the trip going?" Pause. "That's good…yes everything's fine here." Pause. "Souta's eating breakfast, would you like to talk to him?"
Kagome handed the phone over to her brother with a sympathetic look. He stuck his tongue out at her before beginning to speak. Kagome rushed upstairs and figured that she should probably get ready for school. She pulled on her green mini skirt, a white sailor like top and some brown loafers.
She looked in the mirror and shrugged. It was the best she could do. She brushed out her hair and grabbed her backpack before heading downstairs.
"Alright Souta you ready?" she asked, placing the phone back on the hook.
Souta nodded and placed his plate in the sink before following his sister.
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Kagome shut the door behind her as she walked into her home, her brother at school, working on one of his school plays he was supposed to play lead in.
She sighed and leaned against the wall. The nuisance Hojo was still after her. He never did seem to give it a rest…
"Hey Kagome! Wait up!" a male voice called behind her. It wasn't too deep but it was on the borderline between manhood and puberty. And knowing that tidbit of information…she knew exactly who it was who was pursuing her.
She slowed down, if not for the sake of him for her friends, who were all five feet behind her.
Hojo (unfortunately) caught up with them and smiled at Kagome who flashed a friendly one back.
"Hey Kagome," he spoke, a look of pride on his face. "How's it going?"
Kagome yawned and shrugged hoping he'd get the hint. "Eh, fine."
Hojo frowned but kept following her. "So did you see the game last Friday? We kicked major butt."
"Oh?" Kagome said, not even feigning amazement.
"Yeah it was pretty awesome. We—"
"Sorry Hojo but I gotta run. I'll see you later?"
Hojo nodded and waved. "Bye Kagome!"
Her three friends giggled. "Poor guy," Eri noted. "You should at least give him a chance."
"Yeah Kagome I mean can you say hunk-o-rama!" Ayumi squealed. Kagome and Yuka looked at her with concern.
Ayumi glared. "Shut up guys."
Eri snickered. "They didn't say anything."
Ayumi huffed and stomped off. Of course she wasn't really mad. Kagome laughed along with Yuka and Eri, following her.
Kagome giggled slightly at the memory. She loved her friends to death. Sure they could be pains but they could also be the greatest people to hang out with.
She yawned and pushed off the wall, walking to her room in search of a much-needed nap.
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Kagome squirmed under her covers and groaned as she opened her eyes slightly. Her vision was blurry and her room was pitch black except for the green light that illuminated from the alarm clock beside her bed, reading the time. She looked over at the clock.
11:30.
Oh shit! She jumped out of bed and opened her door-heading straight for her brother's room, her mind still in a half groggy state. She stumbled through the hall and opened his door quietly.
Thank God. She thought, seeing him snuggled into his pillow in an idyllic rest. Kagome closed her eyes and sighed and then closed the door. She walked back to her room and collapsed on her bed. Today was just not her day.
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Kagome didn't know how she heard it. It was nothing more than the simple sliding off feet against the stone on her front porch. Of course, it didn't help much that the front door was located right below the only window in her room, therefore entitling her to hear everything that went on down there.
She slowly got up, too paranoid for her own good. She never did figure out why her mother trusted her with the house…she was bound to screw up sooner or later. Good thing her brother was asleep.
She leaned against the wall next to the window and pressed her forehead to the glass. She could hear the conversation due to her window being slightly cracked open.
"Hurry up monk. We do not have all day." Kagome stopped a gasp that just wanted to escape from her lips. She swallowed hard. His voice was silky and deep. Although it was lacking emotion it was far better than the twerp Hojo.
"I'm trying, oh great lord," the other man kneeling down beside her door drew out sardonically. She heard a chuckle from the third man who stood behind the two surveying the house.
She also heard a growl and instantly backed away from the window. She was sure they didn't see her…but demons were breaking into her home! Her grandfather had told myths about them but she never thought them to be realistic. For all she knew her grandfather was senile and on the edge of insanity.
It wasn't just the growl that did her in but the aura two of them were giving off. She didn't know which ones but she knew her senses never lied.
"Screw this," a gruff voice said quietly. "I'm doing this my way."
Kagome made up her mind and tip toed towards the door. She was going to take them on.
And then she heard a thump on the roof and then the soft pitter-patter of feet. She cursed silently, any strip of bravery exiting her body. It wasn't until the footsteps stopped that she regained just enough courage to exit her room.
Her breath was now coming out in ragged pants and her heart was beating at what felt like a million miles per second. She was out of her room when she heard a crash of fine china in the dining room.
Her aura flamed and her eyes blazed. They were going to pay for ruining her mom's fine china. She walked to the stairwell and blinked at the sudden blur of white. That turned out to a big, BIG mistake.
Standing in front of her, with a sickening grin on his face was one of the demons.
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It seemed like hours had passed since the incident but in truth it had only been a few minutes. Kagome opened her eyes and resisted the urge to scream, feeling the tip of cold metal dig into her forehead.
The same demon was standing over her and she assumed one thing. She had fainted. She moved to get up but the demon grabbed her arm and pulled her up roughly, setting her on her feet, causing her head to throb with the utmost of pain.
She took a good look at the man. He had long silver hair that expanded to about his waist from what she could tell. His golden eyes were different, such a brilliant color. They showed no emotion whatsoever, just coldness. Immorality. But she wouldn't have noticed that, had he not been staring right at her. She could tell he was full demon by the markings on his cheeks and forehead. A crescent moon and dual magenta stripes. His features were somewhat feminine and as much as she hated to admit it, that's what added to his appeal.
He growled softly noticing her sudden interest in his appearance. He grabbed her arm, his claws pricking slightly at her skin. Kagome hit him in the chest and struggled which proved to be quite unwise.
He slammed her into the wall and she gasped for air, seeing as it was temporarily knocked out of her. He tightened his grip and slipped the gun into his belt. "I do not need a gun to threaten you ningen so I suggest you participate with me or there will be hell to pay," he snarled.
"Sesshomaru!" the voice from earlier called. Kagome's head snapped towards the sound and she realized it was the man who was trying to pick the lock on her front door. Sesshomaru turned around, his eyes stoic as usual.
"What do you want monk?"
"Release the girl. We didn't come here to hurt her," he answered. He saw Kagome's 'yeah right' look and sighed. "We didn't come here to hurt you. I promise. I'm Miroku Houshi. I already know your name so no need for introductions."
The man turned to Sesshomaru once more and Kagome could feel the grip loosen up on her bruised arm. Sesshomaru stepped back.
"I've already set off the alarm so your brother should be fine," the man said to Kagome.
Kagome looked at him like he was crazy.
"Hey! Are you two losers done yet! The cops will be here in literally a minute!" a gruff voice yelled from downstairs.
The man who introduced himself as Miroku sighed. "I'm sorry to do this Kagome," he said and then raised the butt of his gun, hitting the top of head with it. The next thing Kagome saw was black.
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A/N: (JUST SO YOU PPL DONT GET CONFUZZLED: The beginning part(talking with the cop)is present time...the other parts are all the story she's telling Mizumi...just thought I'd let ya'll know that.) Okay so I redid the beginning...I was looking at it and was like hmmm...I could do the beginning like soooo much better so I did...anyways...
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