A/N: Hey everyone. Thanks for the reviews. Sorry it has taken me so long to get this out. I started working on another fan fiction at home and seeing as how I usually work on this one at school (until I got yelled at) I was going to work on it at home but I got distracted. I can be very ADHD . Lol. Well, on with the story then, ya?

What happened last time

, "As I'm sure you can guess, we are trying to tell you that your mother and I will be married. The wedding will be scheduled for a month from now."

"I will be assigning to you each, a bodyguard from a well-known family that has served the country for many, many years."

Chapter 3

Kagome fell into the car with a sigh of exhaustion, nodding her head to the driver that she was in and ready to go.

Ever since her mother and Naraku had been wed, he insisted that she receive a ride to and from school, so she would be safe from his alleged enemies. Not only that, oh no, she not only wasn't allowed to walk to and from school, but she had to go everywhere with a bodyguard, mainly Sango, or stay in the heavily guarded house. She felt like a bird in a cage, unable to stretch her wings and escape.

Kagome stared out the window and the groups of friends still by the school as they pulled away. A group of girls giggling about how cute one of the upper-class men was, the group of tough, bad boys leaning against the wall, lit cigarettes in each ones hand.

Kagome longed to be out there, with someone to laugh with. Passing another group of girls eating ice cream, Kagome remembered what the boy in her algebra class had said. There was a new ice cream parlor open, and if she remembered correctly it wasn't to far from where they were now.

"Jaken, make a left up here. I want to stop somewhere before returning home," Kagome stated to the old man driving the car.

Leaning back in her seat Kagome sighed with a smile. She would go, enjoy some ice cream while she worked on her homework and then return home. It was perfect in her mind.

Pulling into the parking lot, Kagome grabbed her bag and hoped out of the car, heading towards the ice cream shop.

Entering the shop, she glanced around. No one she knew was here. Finding herself a booth she took a seat and pulled out her history book.

No more then 10 seconds after he book was on the table and open a loud crash came from the back of the shop and a little orange haired boy darted by, following not to far after was a very angry man. The man caught up to the boy and grabbed hold of his shirt, picking him up with it.

"Shippo, how many times do I have to tell you, don't play back there. Kaede would be very mad if you broke something or got yourself hurt," the man said to the small boy. The boy, Shippo, looked down and nodded. The man put him back down and Shippo took two steps and bolted off again, apparently afraid he would be further punished. The man sighed, then, looking up, noticed Kagome. He smiled at her and approached.

"Forgive me for not seeing you. I was, other wise, occupied," He said, trying to make up for the scene she had just witnessed.

"That's quite alright," Kagome said, noticing the looks the man was giving her. He was looking her over like a piece of meet or a doll. Kagome fidgeted slightly. The man, apparently liking what he saw, bent down on one knee, and taking Kagome's hand in his, took on a very serious look.

"Madam, would you do me the honor of baring my children?"

Kagome was taken aback and stared blankly at him, but immediately snapped out of it as she felt a hand on her Butt. Apparently he had taken advantage of her momentary shock to sneak his other hand around to her butt. Kagome let out a shriek as she planted her hand firmly on his cheek.

The door to the back room opened up hastily, and an old woman hobbled out. The woman, seeing the predicament, shook her head.

"Ah, Miroku, getting yourself in trouble again are we?"

Miroku let out a sheepish grin and stood up. "Kaede, I shall leave this beauty to you. And miss, please consider what I asked," He said, grinning at her before re-entering the back room.

Kaede looked over at Kagome apoligizingly. "Please, pay him no mind. He is a sweet boy, but his hands seem to be cursed. He can never keep them to himself." Kagome nodded in silence as the woman pulled out a small slip of paper.

"What would you like, child?"

Kagome stared for a minuet and then, snapping out of her silence, picked up the menu, glancing it over.

"I'm not quite sure," Kagome said. "Everything looks so good. What do you think is the best?" Kaede thought for a moment, "The orange creamsicle smoothie is pretty good."

Kagome nodded, and placed her menu down. "Ill get that then please."

Kaede smiled and nodded that it would be ready shortly. Kagome turned back to her forgotten History as Kaede left.

As Kagome started to take notes from her book the door flew open, and there stood Naraku, fuming. "Kagome, come. We are going home." Kagome looked at him for a moment, puzzled. "Why? Have I done something wrong?"

Naraku glared at her, "Do you not remember me instructing you to come right home after school each day? What if something had happened? Jaken here isn't much of a defense. It is a good thing he has the brains to call me when you decided to stop off at this little hell hole." Naraku continued yelling but Kagome blanked it out, loading up her backpack with her book and notebook. She placed some money on the table for the smoothie that she ordered. Slinging her bag over her shoulder she sighed a sigh of defeat. She knew that her life was going to be different with Naraku as her father, but not even allowed to stop somewhere after school? It was going to be hell in hell living with Naraku.

End Chapter

A/N: Well that's all! . Hopefully I will be able to update more soon! So please comment on the story! I need your feedback!