Meinu gazed into the bronze-set mirror, pulling out the pins holding up her long, elegant hair, running a horse-hair brush through it softly, as she gazed at the intricate rose pattern on her rich silver blue kimono.

Standing up with a grace that only a geisha could ever hold, she slid the door to her room and quietly padded up the set of stairs up to the young maikos room, or at least, what you could call their room.

Standing in the doorway, she looked around in disgust. They wished to have these girls, yet they never saw what happened behind closed doors.

Inside said room, no beds had been laid. The wooden floor, was poor, and was splitting, so much that bare feet would have splinters in them almost instantly.

Cobwebs hung from the lower ceiling, and the only lighting within the room was a single candle between where the girls had strewn blankets and ripped pieces of fabric into what some would call a makeshift bed, others would call it a mess.

"Be glad that I caught you spying on our company, rather than Kikyo-sama or Okasan did." Meinu said, leaning lightly against the wall, but ever so elegantly, never loosing her composure. "You would have been beaten for sure. You've gotten off easy…."

"So could you, with that escapade with that boy!" Kagome hissed, lethally, silently trying to set a tryst with their eldest sister.

Sharply turning her head, she hissed smoothly, "What…"

"You do not belong to him, If you do not keep your mouth shut about us, I will tell on you, 'neesan."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"I will if you don't agree to this deal."

"You don't understand, he's my brother!" the geiko angel cried, falling down to the ground, as she lost herself to tears. Her hair fell down over her shoulders, cascading to hide her vulnerability, as the girls looked on.

The young girls quieted down, intent on listening, for they knew there must be some reason that they had thrown her away, some reason they had tossed her from grace.

"When I was born, my mother was left weak from birthing myself and my brother. For many years until I was four, my mother came close to death. She had never fully recovered from giving birth to us. Then, she became pregnant once more. She died in her labor of this child, and left it in this world with only its father, brother and sister. Tousan had no money for us all to live and prosper. Since I was the first-born, I was the heir to all that he owned. Tousan needed a son as his first born."

Meinu stopped, pushing her hair from her face, revealing the aqua and black face paint placed on her eyes had melted and was racing down her elegant cheek. "So, he sold me to this damnation. Sold my freedom to a prison which would never release my surname, never announce that the great InuTaisho's heir was a daughter. Forever condemn me to this life, with no hope for me to soar again."

Meinu held her head up high, the air of regalancy still on her, lingering even through out her fall from grace. "And so I'm here. You'd best learn to keep your mouth shut, for if anyone ever hears of this," she pulled a dagger out of her obi, elegantly, "I will cut your tongue out."

Turning swiftly, she stormed back to her room, a light smile upon her lips. Perhaps these girls could find the happiness that she had been unrighteously been denied.

SEVEN YEARS LATER

"Aiya, Kagome-chan, get out of there, your going to get us beaten!" Sango cried out, climbing quickly after Kagome, as she stepped up onto the roof of the okiya.

Sango slipped, her arms waving wildly, before grabbing a roof tile, holding on to it as she cried out for Kagome's help.

Kagome walked over carefully, smiling, as she offered her sister her hand, pulling her to her feet.

"Kago-me! Kaa-goo-me!" Shiori called, feeling her way out onto the roof, feeling her way up the stairs with her small hands. "Kagome?"

Kagome walked up and took her hands in hers, "I'm right here Shiori. What is it?"

"Kaede-sama is looking for you downstairs. There's some men in the front courtyard talking about the new geisha!" Shiori wound off, obviously excited that she was to witness anything of this magnitude. "Come with me!"

Thus, Shiori began to drag her neesan downstairs. Quickly turning around, Shiori reached into her obi, pulling out Kikyo's face ink and her brush pen. Smirking, she quickly decked Kagome's eyes over with the makeup, and then continued to drag her into the front court yard, before dropping to her knees to honor the guests.

The guests and the current geisha turned at the sudden intrusion in their conversation.

Kikyo's face immediately dropped as she screeched, "That's my makeup you little bitch!"

Kikyo raised her hand to make a strike at the girl, before a sharp pain in said hand stopped her, as she was whirled ungracefully around.

"Nothing in this okiya belongs to you. Remember that, and keep your wit about your company, whom which we all belong!" the silver haired geisha hissed, as she crushed the younger girls hand, until she started to hear the crackling of the woman's bones breaking.

An older man stepped forward, grabbing Kagome by the upper arm. Looking her up and down, he took her chin within his fingers, and tilted her face upward towards him so he could see into her eyes. Secretly agreeing with what he saw, he looked deeper into the girls aqua eyes.

"How old are you girl?"

"Oh…excuse me?"

"How old are you?"

"I'm sixteen this spring festival."

Nodding, he snapped his fingers, and several of the men parted to reveal a boy that appeared slightly older than she, with hair the same color as the man.

"How much is it now?" the man asked Kaede.

Shaking her head, she replied, "If we gave her to you it would be too much. She's too disobedient, too untamed."

"And what should happen, should we tame her? Will you then want the profit that we shall make?"

"No, Masaru. If you are to take her, we will not touch her. She will be yours to do with as you please."

Kagome finally understood what was happening. They were selling her body.

Backing up, Kagome tried to break from it, before a set of strong arms pulled her harshly back to where she had stood before.

The boy before her had a look within his eye that she had not seen before. At least not in a man's eyes. It would take her several weeks to figure out exactly what that look had meant.

Turning around, the boy began to walk back to an awaiting carriage, as the noble handed Kaede a satchel of gold, "Have her ready by the spring festival next year. I shall pay for her in total worth."

Nodding, Kaede motioned for Kikyo and Meinu to lead Kagome back into the okiya.

Meinu gently took Kagome's arm across hers, as she led her back into the sheltered rooms, where she could speak to Kagome and begin to teach her of her new role.

Stepping over the threshold, Kikyo untwined their arms, before cracking Kagome across the face. "HOW DARE YOU LOOK AT MASURU LIKE SUCH! I SHOULD BEAT YOU TILLYOU COLLAPSE FROM BLOOD LOSS!" the feral woman accused, angry beyond all recognition.

"Do not lay another hand on that girl, do you understand me, Okiyama!" Kaede hissed. "She is what is going to pay for your meals. The pearls around your neck, the clothes on your back."

Meinu gracefully sat down at the low table, slowly making tea. "I have a proposition for you, Okasan."

"Oh? And what's that?"

"If I can get a purchase price for myself that is higher than the price of this okiya, by next year, I am freed. If I am not, I will settle our business with the government."

Kaede nodded, as she sat down. "Yes I believe that can be arranged. But you are willing to serve anyone?"

"Hai, until then, if it will buy my freedom."

"Good, but now, teach our new geiko."

Next Years Sakura Festival

Kagome stood very tall in her new wooden platforms. The spring kimono fit her tightly in the right placed and her obi was tied snugly, the intricate box bow apparent. Most of her hair had been waxed back into a high cascading bun atop her head, where a swan comb adorned the crescent. Two decorative beaded hair chopsticks help the bun in place, except for two strands that framed her face.

Slowly, she followed behind Meinu and Kikyo, whom led her toward the center of town. Meinu soon after turned, addressing Kagome, "Ane. Please wait here for me, there's something I need to do."

Kagome nodded, as it was the only thing to do, as she saw the two slip away in different directions. Shrugging it off, she began to walk along the market streets. Soon, she noticed she was being pursued, three, to be exact were silently following her.

Picking up her step, she began to run down the watered streets into the less than populated areas, trying to weave her way away from them through crowds, but it seemed like they were weaving her out of her protection.

Coming to a dead end, she felt herself being backed into a narrow corner, as she felt the three men approach her, one in particular closer than the other two. Forcefully, he shoved her into the wall, ripping the kimono from her body.

Crying out, she felt the man rip harshly into her body, forcing her to close her eyes as tears of pain poured from the tightly closed lids.

Suddenly, she felt the man ejaculate within her, quickly removing himself from her as the second man took his turn raping her.

Soon, she found herself piled on the dirty ground, her kimono in shambles, unable to even decently cover her form. She sat there, contemplating what to do. She could not dishonor the okiya. Soon, she felt a cold shiver go down her spine as she looked up, seeing the middle Masaru standing over her. A look of disgust marred his face, as he removed his shirt, gently picking her up and wrapping her in his underclothing.

"Sick fucking bastards…" he growled, as he cuddled her into his chest. Feeling her clench his kimono tightly, he began his flight back into the village. Walking past his family and the geisha that had found them, he moved towards the carriage.

Meinu's face dropped a great distance, as she saw Kagome's condition. "You dishonored us, and the okiya! Kagome, how could you! With all we've done for you, and you betray us!"

Sesshoumaru turned sharply and bared his incisors at her, "This was not her choice. She was chased into the alleys and raped." Gently, he set the girl down in his carriage, following her by sitting beside her.

Kagra Onigumo was born into a very rich family. Used to getting exactly as she wants, she quickly rushed to the other side of the carriage, noticing there was no room for her to sit, she began to whine. "Sesshoumaru, darling, where am I going to sit? There's no room on the bench."

Sesshoumaru smirked as he gave the signal to leave, "That would be the point."

As she watched them get farther away, her face dropped, but soon anger darkened her sienna eyes.

InuTaisho handed Meinu a package of gold, leaning over, he signaled that no one would need to know but them of what had happened today, slipping her an extra bag of it into her obi, before getting into his own carriage and taking off, the eldest and youngest brother following his lead, taking off before Kagra could get on with them.

Sesshoumaru stepped off of the running carriage, gently lifting the girl out of the carriage, an arm under her knees and the other wrapped around the center of her back, as he swiftly walked into their home.

Upon entering, he was rushed by several servants. Walking towards his bedroom, he took a few female servants a long with him. As he entered his room, he quickly went to the bed, gently setting her down upon it.

"Sayuri, go fetch me a bucket of warm water and some medicines and bandages," Sesshoumaru demanded, as he began to strip the girl down to her skin. "Hotaru, go draw me a bath. The girl and I will be there shortly."

Bowing, both girls went to work, swiftly moving out of their master's room to go and complete their tasks.

Sesshoumaru leaned down, and lifted the girl to sit up against the wall, propping a pillow behind her.

Groaning, Kagome fought against te light to open her silver eyes, pain covering over her vision. She felt…safe. Safer than she had ever felt before, as a strong smell caressed her senses. Deciding to trust the stranger who held her, she closed her heavy lids, falling into a restless sleep.

Sayuri, a small girl with her short black hair pinned up, softly padded into the room, bowing to her lord, as she set down the medical supplies, and turned to leave.

"Sayuri."

"Yes… Me lord?"

"Could you please assist me with dressing her wounds?"

"Yes, me lord." The girl bowed, returning to his side.

Leaning over, she began to undress Kagome gently, "What happened to me lady, me lord?"

Snarling, the young lord bared his fangs. He didn't want to think about it. If he did, he might just track down the poor bastards whom had done this to her.

Shaking her head, Sayuri quickly changed the topic. Nodding, she turned her attention to Masaru. "You love her, don't you? Or at least, you want to. But your afraid of what should happen if you deny your betrothed this arranged marriage in order to marry her."

"I know I shouldn't love her. And that's the problem. I have to marry Onigumo, even if I have finally chosen whom I want. The lord will not permit it."

"How do you know when the wise owl does not ask? Do you forget that the book you seek lies in his hands?" Sayuri tied the bandage around Kagome's arm. "You could find that what you want is not so far from what you've got."

Nodding, Sesshoumaru picked the ragged girl up, heading towards the bathhouse, quickly walking through the empty halls.

Sarra: Alright. Now time for teh extra text.

Koko: Alright. As many of you know Kagura is often said Kag-Raa. We have just decided were going to shorten the name to make her sound classier than her original name.

Kiki: So…So sorry about the wait, guys, we really appreciate your support. And the all-lasting wait we made you all go through.

Sarra: We never meant to make you all wait this long. We've all had some problems in the last few months.

Kiki: I broke up with Devin (Death.) After 3 years. ;;

Koko: I broke up with Scott and then Alucard… ;--;

Sarra: So we've all had love-problems, and we all didn't want to destroy a fine work of literature with our hatred and anger over ex-boyfriends. This story would have become a hate story for men, and we didn't want that to happen. So, I hope you understand our reasoning.

We all want you guys to know that we love you all, and we appreciate you taking the time to read our stories.

Koko: We're also sorry bout the comparisons in the rest of the story line from here on out. We're trying our best to make Sayuri to look like a philosopher in her time.

Kiki: Since women were not educated, we are trying to make her seem as though she were an angel fallen from grace. She will end up being our cupid persona later on. She's also going to be the godsend as well. You will see later on what we mean by such.

Sarra: We'd also like to mention that Onigumo is Naraku's last name. Okiyama Kikyo has nothing important. We just took a friend of Koko's name and used it.

All: Any way, Ja ne Ai shiteru

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