Summary: Imagine a world dominated by demons, where all humans are slaves with few exceptions. Such was the way Inuyasha was brought up. Kagome, as we all know, comes from the future. However, this future is much different compared to the world we live in. The demons' power and control of the world has never been stronger. The most incredible detail about the situation is that through out all these thousands of years, there has only been one demon king. To imagine, all this could have been avoided had one person met another. That is what Kagome had to learn, whether she liked it or not. For you see, though this was a time unfit for true love and happiness, those are the very things that were needed to change the world for the better.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, you don't own Inuyasha, and almost nobody owns Inuyasha... (Accidentally swallows a whole pack of Tylenol-do I need a disclaimer for that?)... And one more thing... (Head drops on the keyboard)... &#!!

A/N: This was my first fan fiction, have mercy... Don't you hate it when your computer breaks for no reason at all? My stupid computer is really pissing me off... well... here's the next chapter. If anything I write offends you, please inform me and I'll try my best to fix what ever the problem is. I'll change it even if I have to rewrite the whole thing (again). The ages and attitudes of the characters would be different a bit (well, the attitudes might be a lot different). For example, Rin and Kaede would be the same age (both pretty young). Also, I can not help but have favourites among the characters of the show, so if I seem to make one character way better than another, don't be surprised. I really don't give much about lemons; if you want me to direct this into lemon territory, tell me so. Otherwise, review telling my why you don't want lemons. It's going to be a vote for each of my fanfics and I won't stop posting voting requests until I get a decent amount of votes for one or the other. I'll call the vote to an end as soon as when one beats the other by at least 10 votes.

Well... here you go, enjoy...

Faces Of The Heart

Chapter One:

Inuyasha's Tale

Part one: Origins

A new era started once Atlantis fell. All hopes for humans to reclaim Earth was demolished. Even though the demons have won, or so they thought, there was still another force to be reckoned with. Even creatures as powerful as demons can never control the heart. This is because soon after things have settled, a handful of high-class demons fell in love with their human slaves. What proceeds after love, came soon after. Many people call this the age of abomination, for Hanyous began to walk the Earth. They were despised more than humans (if that was possible) and treated with contempt. For reasons unknown, the demon king did nothing to satisfy the needs of his subjects. He allowed the Hanyous to walk freely. Many people thought that the king might be a Hanyou himself. Though nobody thought this was possible due to the demonstration of his powers. That is, until the day came for the birth of another certain Hanyou...

"Sesshinu," a human woman said, holding a small red bundle to her chest, "it's a boy." The demon next to her shed his first tear in what seemed like an eternity. After all, it's what everyone expected of him, being the supreme general. He was one of the closest followers of the king. Him, along with the chief counselor, was second only to his majesty himself. "We shall call him Inuyasha, after my grandfather who died trying to save me thousands of years ago." Sesshinu whispered looking at his new son.

It was just as Inuyasha's name was given to him, did he start to cry. This wasn't any normal human or demon cry. It was neither the cry of a newborn Hanyou, no; this was the cry of a warrior. The sound shattered all the jewels and glass in the city. "Something is amiss here," the chief counselor said towards the general, "how can a mere hanyou possess such power?" The question took Sesshinu by surprise. "I guess he's just a regular chip off the old block." he joked, as he too was confused. "You are missing my point here, if a Hanyou was able to retain such power as an infant, who's to say that there may be more Hanyous amongst us?" The Wiseman asked. "Are you implying that-" but before Sesshinu was able to finish his sentence, every, single, breathing being was killed in the room. Of course, the baby was still alive, though barely. How he survived that attack, nobody knows...

"Father, you called?" a young boy inquired as he entered the throne room of the castle. He has silver hair and golden eyes, quite a combination even for a Hanyou. Though he didn't know that, he always thought that he was fully demon. "Ah, Naroku (no, this is not a spelling mistake), happy birthday my son. As of eleven years ago today, you were brought into this world. It is only fitting that I will now present you with your first human slave." The dark-haired king of demons replied as he snapped his fingers.

The doors to the far, eastern side opened as a small, frail girl walked into the room. Her hair was darker than the midnight sky and likewise her eyes (What colour is Kikyo's eyes again?), they were a strong contradiction to her pale, white skin reminding Naroku of the untouched snow when it first falls. "There, my son, you may take her and do with her as you wish. I hope you have an enjoyable birthday. I will be busy for the next few days; therefore, you will be answering to Totosei (sp?) if anything was to happen. Understood?" his majesty asked while heading out of the room. "Yes sir" the prince said as he left the room, indicating his birthday present to follow him.

'Why do I have to be stuck with a stuck-up, heartless person,' Kikyo asked herself as she glanced at her new master, then looking at the ground. She was afraid of what would happen to her tonight. She had heard many of her older friends of the first night of service, and Kikyo shuttered at the thought. However, to her surprise, as soon as both her and the prince left the castle, she heard a burst of laughter from someone in front of her. She lifted up her head to see the prince rolling on the ground, holding his stomach, full of laughter. Kikyo didn't know how to react to this as he glanced back towards the ground.

As Naroku saw this, his laughter immediately stopped. "Ugh, what's your name?" he asked, trying to know more about this girl. "Kikyo sir." she replied still looking down at the ground. "Sir? Common, I'm just eleven and you're no older. Common, laugh a little, don't tell me you're actually this quiet and obedient in real life!" Naroku said, trying to hold in more laughter. "What do you mean master?" Kikyo asked, afraid that she may laugh and then get into trouble.

"Stop addressing me as a superior. I have a name you know." Naroku retorted, starting to get serious. "But you are demon Naroku. I am human, I am a slave." Kikyo replied, she was getting really confused now; all her training had failed her. She was brought up in a human orphanage and was taught to be the perfect servant. "First of all, my name is not Naroku, it's just what father named me. Though I doubt he is my real father. Our scents are nothing alike and you can even tell by our appearances. I want you to call me Inuyasha, that's what my teacher told me my name way. Secondly, we're both living creatures, I am no better than you." Inuyasha said, "Common, I'm getting hungry, let's go and eat." and he started to walk away.

"Inuyasha, that's not the way to the castle." Kikyo said, still uncomfortable with her newly found freedom and friend. "I don't live in the castle, I have an entire house to myself, isn't that great?" "Oh, what about servants?" "Nope, none, sometimes maids come to clean and supply the place, but other than that, it's just me." Kikyo didn't like this; she was going to be in a house alone with Inuyasha, she didn't like this at all.

The day passed into the night as time came for bed. Inuyasha led Kikyo into a spare room and gave the room to her. Not to say the least, she was surprised again as she was told that servants were never given anything in their lives. Kikyo had dreaded this moment, she had had a great day hanging around Inuyasha, but now things were getting serious.

Inuyasha was staring blankly into space as he heard the sound of someone's cries. He returned into reality as he looked at Kikyo. She was the one crying. "What's wrong?" Inuyasha asked as he took a step closer to her. "Please, don't!" Kikyo said through her tears. "What are you talking about Kikyo?" "I don't want to be... touched..." Kikyo still shook at the thought. She didn't think she would be able to take much more pressure.

"Touched?" Inuyasha asked, clearly dumbfounded. "I'm sorry! I never knew you would cry. Please stop crying. I never knew that if I touch you, you would get hurt!" Inuyasha nearly yelled as he waved his hands back and forth desperately trying to get Kikyo to stop crying. He had never seen a person cry before, he's only heard about it from his friends.

Now it was Kikyo's turn to be confused. 'What did he mean if he touched me? He never did anything to me...' she stopped crying and just stared at Inuyasha. He seemed to calm down at this and stuck his index finger out and poked her arm. "Did that hurt?" Inuyasha asked, his eyes full with concern. It was then that it hit her. Inuyasha was still innocent, he didn't even know about "touching" yet. Kikyo was relieved and wanted to laugh badly. She should have known that someone like Inuyasha wouldn't understand things quite yet. After that night, the tension was cleared up and things settled down.

Four years have passed since then and Inuyasha remained just as innocent as ever and he and Kikyo were the best of friends despite their differences. Kikyo was perhaps the luckiest servant in the world and she was given gifts of fine clothes, jewelry, and more! Also, since that time, Inuyasha received two more servants. Both were treated the same way that Kikyo was and they were the closest of companions. One day, while the group was resting near a lake, Inuyasha's suspicions were confirmed.

SMACK

"Hentai!" screamed Sango, one of the newer servants given to Inuyasha. Sango belonged to a band of demon hunters who were caught and sold as slaves. When she first met Inuyasha, she thought all of Inuyasha's attempts of good gesture was to lure her into a false sense of security. Until the day came when a fire started and Sango was trapped. Of course, it was Inuyasha who saved her and he still had the burn mark to prove it. After that, she, Kikyo, and Inuyasha got along fine.

Inuyasha laughed as he saw Miroku get slapped over and over again. Miroku was given to Inuyasha just a few days after the fire that threatened Sango. It turned out that a particular slave trader had a soft spot for humans and, after seeing Inuyasha's care for his servants; the trader happily gave Miroku over to Inuyasha for free. Miroku was an entirely different story compared to Sango, he acted as if he was Inuyasha's long lost brother right from the start, and Inuyasha, being the type of person that he is, happily obliged. Even with Miroku's perverseness, Inuyasha still remained the way he was; though now he understood Kikyo's cries that first day they met.

Miroku was brought up in a hidden monastery and learned how to defend and fight there. The day came when demons attacked his home and many monks were slaughtered while more were imprisoned. It was then that Miroku ran to the building's oldest chamber and took out the monastery's most valued possession. It was a black glove with prayer beads. He put on the glove along with the prayer beads and opened his palm. The wind tunnel was open at once and many demons were sucked up into it. It was then when a demon blades master threw a black spear into the tunnel and it was cut. The glove faded into Miroku's skin as the wind tunnel merged with his right hand and, caused by the damage, the wind tunnel would one day get out of control and swallow him completely. Only one cure for this was known, and that was for the actual blades master to be sucked into the void and retrieve the black spear himself. Other than that, Miroku would die once he has reached the age of 35.

"This is getting boring," Inuyasha said to no one in particular. "I know! Miroku, get over here." Miroku came shortly after still rubbing his red cheek. He and Inuyasha retreated to a place out of hearing distance as Inuyasha told Miroku of his plan. Miroku was the only one in the group able to match Inuyasha's speed. Mean while, Sango and Kikyo were planning something of their own. They thought of everything that the guys could possibly come up and decided on what the most effective solution was.

Time came for the battle of the wits between the guys and the girls. Miroku and Inuyasha tried to tackle Kikyo and Sango into the lake. The girls saw this coming a mile long and just decided to duck/lay down once the guys were there. Did you know it, the guys were heading straight into the lake. Though, Inuyasha and Miroku were not completely stupid (surprise!) and as they fell, they flipped and grabbed the girl's arms. Needless to say, everything ended up in a stale mate.

It was then that s blur of white appeared from nowhere and grabbed Inuyasha by the throat. It happened so fast that most of they were still laughing a couple of seconds after the strike. "What...do... you... want?" Inuyasha said between breaths. "I don't suppose you know who I am, little brother." The demon in front of him said, in a cold, monotone, voice. This caused everyone in the scene to gasp, even Inuyasha. "What are you talking about?" he asked. "It was because of you that Father died, we're only half brothers... and you will pay for everything! You, you HANYOU!" Inuyasha's eyes narrowed at what he heard. Nobody call him a hanyou and gets away with it.

There, I'm done for today. PLEASE REVIEW AND VOTE WHETHER YOU WANT THIS TO HAVE LEMONS IN IT OR NOT!!

and to make my point, I'm going to repeat what I just typed 20 times! ï