Hey guys! This is my first fanfic...SO BE NICE PATHETIC HUMAN! (kukukuku) I've been reading fanfiction for, eh, counts on fingers ONE YEAR and I just decided to set up an account. Sad, ne? Oh yeah, this fanfic kinda twists the plot around a bit, but mostly only the part about Naraku's background. (I made his mom up.) There's not going to be much Japanese here...but...hn...never mind. There gonna be some OOC here too, so don't freak. No, seriously. Don't. Some people think that this couple is wrong, but if your gonna complain, DON'T READ THIS DAMN STORY! (And I'm gonna send Fluffy and Naraku after you...bwahaha.) Anything else? thinks for a minute Right, no flames (Go to hell flame-throwers!). I accept suggestions, so it's pretty much open-ended to what's gonna happen next. This is the short prologue that everyone hates to read but the chapters are gonna be longer, I promise.

Have fun all you ningens! wink

Disclaimer- huddles in a dark corner I WILL NEVER SPEAK, YOU DAMN LAWYERS! lawyer come over and start taking away her InuYasha stuff FINE! I sob don't sob own sob ANYTHING!

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The small huddled form in the corner seemed to shiver despite the cool breeze that gently played with his stained, torn black yukata (it's called a yukata for kids, right? Sorry, I'm stupid... bashes head against wall)

"Don't you love your own mother, child?" A cold voice snaked those painful word at his ears, wrapping them around his head.

I'm sorry for the heart I broke

The child didn't answer. He only drew his knees closer to his small chest in a desperate attempt to make himself smaller.

"Answer me!" the voice screamed, piercing the silence.

But I don't regret the truth.

"...shut up." He took in a deep breath as the deadly silence once again fogged the air around him.

A tall, young woman stepped out of the darkness, her green eyes narrowed at the child. Her long black hair hung dejectedly around her thin frame and stopped at her hips. A simple red kimono completed her figure.

"Don't talk like that to your superiors, you bitch." she hissed, her pale hand raised threateningly in the air.

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His heart was beating fearfully against his ribcage, the only sound pulsing in his own hearing.

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"I said shut up." The child gave a small cry as the woman slapped his exposed backside leaving long trails of blood. Blood that dripped on the floor, perfectly synchronized with his beating heart.

Drip

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"How can you talk like that! After you killed him?" Kneeling down to where he sat, she grabbed his frail, slender arm and shook him violently until his teeth chattered.

"I-it w-w-wasn't m-my fault!"

Drip

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Her sharp eyes suddenly noticed something on his back that had escaped her sight before.

A large scar in the middle of his back.

Drip

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Shaped into a spider's from, it was now marred by his long bloody scratches. Disgusted, she threw the child halfway across the room.

"You liar! LIAR!" she shrieked, pointing an accusing finger.

He lifted his head to look at her for the first time.

Red met green.

Drip

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His eyes radiated a pure sadness that gazed at her, gazed at her soul. Something so lost and alone screaming to be set free. That look would haunt her till her death.

"You caused his death! He died because of YOU!" She ran over to where he was and, in blind fury, repeatedly kicked him in the stomach until the child was coughing up his own blood, the coppery taste and the pain making him cringe.

Drip

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"Somehow, you always manage to hurt the ones you love, don't you?" she hissed. His eyes widened in disbelief and horror.

Drip

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"I said...it...wasn't my... fault!" he gasped before doubling up in the wave of pain that smacked him in the gut over and over again.

"You don't deserve a mother. You didn't deserve my husband as your father! You MONSTER! I don't deserve to be your mother!"

Drip

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He could only stare at the wooden floor as his tears mixed with the blood that dripped out of the corners of his mouth. The puddle of blood lying at his knees glistened in the moonlight that was staring though a small window.

"Get away from me! Get out! I hate you!" She kicked at him towards the door until he painfully stood up and quietly left the room.

Drip

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For your sake though,

I'm sorry

For the nothings I've destroyed.

Naraku already knew that.

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sighs Yes, the small child is young Naraku and the woman is his mom. I HATED writing this, but it's part of the story. His mom (her name is reveled later and so is his dad's) thinks that he killed her husband (who is a spider demon, of course) so she's all "die you evil kid!" Poor Naraku! sob I had to make his mom as evil as possible...'cuz. Anyway, you guy all know the whole blah-blah-blah review thingy so I not gonna repeat it so you all don't go crazy. Remember...NO FLAMES! hold up tetsusaiga threateningly I'll update soon...I'm already working on it! (Ok, I better shut up now 'cuz I like my head right where it is, thank you very much!)

Chow!

Haruka Michi