Summary: [AU] Higurashi Kagome is the most beautiful girl in the city. She is claimed, however, by Nakamura Kouga. But what happens when, one day, she meets the love of her life? A war of the gangs begins—a war to end all wars. The InuYasha version of the story of the Trojan War—love, betrayal, and jealousy. R&R please I love you!!! ^_^;;
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha. Not the concept, not the characters, nada. That right goes to Takahashi Rumiko-sama. I don't think you can disclaim the story of Helen of Troy, so I won't. This plot is my idea, however. Also this certain version, where I mixed the charcters and plot around a little so it fits better. Please do not sue me. See? I have disclaimed it all (well, everything that's not mine) ^above^. ^_^
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Kagome of Tokyo
Chapter 1
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Three of the famed Higurashis walked, hand in hand. Souta and Houjo, the older twins, held their sister Kagome's hand. She laughed happily. Her brothers smiled indulgently. "Kagome, let's go back," the quieter twin, Houjo, said. "Kikyou is probably worried sick about us."
Souta laughed. "Houjo, you worry too much," he said in his rather loud voice. "We're here! No one'll hurt Kagome."
Indeed, Kagome had noticed she was getting a lot of stares from the passerby. At fourteen years old, her beauty was becoming more pronounced. Her sixteen year old brothers were fiercely protective of her because of it. Already she had been receiving offers of a boyfriend from within her brothers' gang—and others.
The Higurashi brothers were the leaders of the most powerful gang in all of Tokyo. Since they were street kids, they couldn't afford to send Kagome and her twin, Kikyou, to school, let alone themselves. Most of the guys in their gang were the same. As for Kagome? She didn't mind not going to school. I guess you don't miss what you don't have, she thought happily, clutching her brothers' hands.
But Kikyou Kikyou took the lack of money as a serious insult. She often cried that she would rather die than be homeless. Kagome didn't understand her twin. They lived in an apartment, didn't they? Souta and Houjo's gang had taken over an old, nearly-crumbling apartment building that was supposed to be condemned. But no one paid any attention. They simply let the gang take it over, as gangs all over Tokyo had done with other buildings. The Higurashis even traded weapons with a gang across the city.
They arrived at their old, musty building that Kagome had grown to call home. Kikyou stood at the doorway, frowning. Kagome's twin shared her features, of course—long, silky black hair; wide brown eyes; pale skin; cherry-red lips and teeth as white as pearls. However, Kikyou was much more somber than her sister. Kikyou was more likely to glare severely and frown, while Kagome's eyes sparkled and her smile dazzled. Kikyou rarely laughed. Kagome's laughter was frequently heard, but it was so different from Kikyou's—Kagome's laugh was full of happiness and delight, while Kikyou's usually was cruel and amused.
"Where were you three?" Kikyou immediately demanded as they drew closer.
Souta shot Kikyou a look. "We were just walking," he said casually. "No harm in that, Kikyou."
Kikyou's eyes flashed at Kagome. "This was your idea, huh, Kagome?" she snapped.
Taken aback by her twin's tone, Kagome opened her mouth to reply, but Houjo beat her to it. "It was mine, Ki-chan. I'm sorry if we worried you," he added softly. Kikyou's expression softened. Houjo had that effect on Kikyou—when her own twin couldn't calm her (which happened more often than naught) Houjo would step in with his soothing voice and quiet her down.
"Fine," Kikyou said sharply. "What if Sesshoumaru's gang attacked?"
Souta laughed. "Kikyou, we have a deal with Sesshoumaru's gang. We trade weapons with em. They won't attack," he said. Kikyou scowled again, spun on her heel, and stalked off into the darkness. Souta sighed and rolled his eyes.
Kagome broke free of her brothers' hands and ran after her sister. "Kikyou!" she said when she caught up to her in their room, panting. "Wha—what was that about?"
Kikyou's severe frown softened a little as she gazed upon her twin, then hardened again. "You don't get it, do you, Kagome?" she hissed. "You're constantly in danger. Everyone in this whole damned city has heard of you—the other gangs talk about you as if as if you're a prize that could be won! Do you know what the out-of-town gangs call you?" Without waiting for Kagome to question what she meant, she shrieked, "They call you Kagome of Tokyo! Kagome of the Silken Hair! The list goes on and on!" Kikyou's eyes flashed at her sister, and suddenly Kagome realized that Kikyou's brown eyes, so like her own, held more than a hint of green jealousy in them.
"I—I'm sorry, Ki-chan," she said softly. "I didn't want to worry you." She looked at her twin with a penitent look. After a long pause, Kikyou sighed.
"It's okay," she said gruffly. "I just don't want you to go through that."
As Kikyou finished speaking, a girl their age—with a name like Yura or Yuri, Kagome couldn't remember—burst into their room. "Kagome! Kikyou!" she cried breathlessly. "A gang from Kyoto is advancing! They say they want to see the entire Higurashi family!"
Kikyou shot a venomous glare at Kagome as if to say, See? and ran off with the Yura gurl. Kagome stood frozen, rooted to the spot. All of the Higurashis? she thought numbly. Would this have anything to do with—
A cry from downstairs broke her train of thought. "I said, all of the Higurashis, not all but one!" a man's voice roared. Kagome felt as if she couldn't breathe. "Where's Kagome of the Porcelain Flesh?" another, softer voice said. "Our leader demands to see her."
Kagome crumpled to the ground. No, she thought numbly, no! This can't be happening!! She attempted to push herself up off the ground, but her body was obviously not obeying the signals her brain was sending. Suddenly, her body trembled with the floor as someone thudded up the rickety stairs. Kagome lay still, holding her breath, as the heavy footsteps neared her room that she shared with Kikyou.
"I know you're up here!!" the first voice she had heard shouted angrily. Kagome stopped breathing. "Higurashi Kagome! Where are you??"
"NO!!"
Houjo's voice rang out in the hushed silence of the apartment. Kagome heard another set of footsteps hurtling up the stairs, which croaked like a swarm of frogs. A loud crash resounded, as if. Kagome suddenly stood up. Did did Houjo?
She raced to the doorway. "HOUJO!!!" she screamed. Houjo lay sprawled on the floor before her, his unseeing eyes staring at her blankly. She dropped to his side, unable to speak. "Nii-chan" she said brokenly. Her quiet brother the calm in Souta's frantic tornado was gone.
"Ahem" Kagome looked up, tears springing to her eyes, despite Kikyou and Souta's fierce insistences over the years that she not show emotion to anyone. A tall man stood before her, gazing forlornly at Houjo's dead body. He had dark, unreadable eyes. "Gomen," he said quietly, and Kagome realized that this was the second, quieter voice she had heard, "for your loss. My brother is rash and doesn't bother to think of the repercussions of his acts."
"Is he" she whispered, barely breathing, "...y—your leader?"
He smiled sadly. "No, that would be me. But he covets my position without realizing the responsibilities of such power." He looked at her again. "So you are Kagome of Tokyo?"
She nodded silently. Houjo, her heart cried out, were you this man's brother's victim?
He leaned in towards her, examining her face. Then, suddenly, she felt arms wrap around her waist. "Wha?" she gasped, but before a word of protest could escape her lips, she was thrown over the man's shoulder.
"Hiroyuki! Hurry up, load up the guys and let's get outta gere," the man snarled in that loud, raucous voice Kagome recognized immediately.
"Y—you!" she cried, the realization of it all striking her immediately. "You were the one who killed Houjo!"
A laugh floated to her ears, a laugh that was filled with cruelty and danger. "You are smarter than I gave you credit for, little Kagome," he said in a low mutter. "My brother is meek. He follows my orders easily. He does not challenge me." He carried her down the steps, making sure to kick Houjo's limp body the entire way down. Kagome bit her lip, tears flowing down her paled cheeks. Where would this strange, cruel man take her?
Just as Kagome was giving up all hope, the man holding her crumpled. She fell on top of him and screeched. Looming above her was a near carbon copy of her captor—except that the eyes were a light blue and showed signs of kindness and hurt. She scrabbled away, fear in her own brown eyes. Then the man spoke.
"I am sorry about my brother. He is not himself. When he learned that the famed Kagome of Tokyo was a Higurashi, he immediately planned to attack, so that he might capture you. But I am not so cruel." The man looked down sorrowfully at his brother and the blood slowly staining his shirt, then at the fearful Kagome. "I am Mizuno Hiroyuki, from Kyoto. Forgive my brother's trespasses." He bowed slightly, then added softly, "Gomen nasai about Houjo. It looks like we both have lost brothers today."
Kagome's breath came in and out raggedly. A long pause ensued, then she broke out, "Will you take me away from here?"
Hiroyuki looked at her in astonishment. She continued, nearly breathless at her brazenness, "Your gang will abduct me anyway. But if anyone takes me from my home" She paused, and looked him in the eye seriously. "...I would rather it be someone who is not planning on raping me."
His smile was sad. "And how do you know I do not plan that, little Kagome?"
"Because you seem genuine, sincere. I I trust you." She rose from the floor, and he sighed.
"Very well. But only to protect you." He turned. "Follow me."
And, as her brother and sister watched fearfully, Mizuno Hiroyuki, of the Mizuno gang of Kyoto, led Higurashi Kagome, also called Kagome of Tokyo, out of the only place she had called "home". He whispered, "Make it look real!" She nodded, and began to kick and scream. He called to his boys as he "threw" Kagome into his car, and they came laughing and shouting. He sat behind the wheel and sped off. Kikyou and Souta were left in the dust, staring after the car that was now a quickly shrinking dot in the horizon.
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A:N: How was it? I wanted to at least get to the part where Kagome's kidnapped. And I wanted it to be from another city, so the whole "Kagome of Tokyo" made sense. Please review ^_^;; please?? Free fudge to those who review!! ^______^ I love you! Ja ne!
Sayonara,
Akai-Sakura