Disclaimer:Inuyasha... I don't own it. or baby Inuyasha (so kawaii!)

I started to write this as soon as I heard the news... no not Katie Holmes getting pregnant. I got 5 reviews! I got 5 reviews! I'm so happy I started to write it immediately.

Thank you so much to the following people who were my first 5 reviewers:

petpeeves12 (you were mi first!)

Lord Makura

Eternal-shade

shadow6689

Kyoumi (no I did not take it from the third movie. It all came from my noggin. It sounds like it though doesn't it?)

By the time this is actually finished, I hope to have more (since you know, 60+ hits isn't all that bad. If only all of them reviewed.). But thank you so much for your gratitude.You will always hold a special place in my heart.

Just as a warning, the beginning kind of sounds like something out of "Elephant Man." but trust me, it's not going to be anything like it at all.

Enjoy this one.

Dog

by Sun and Moon

Chapter 1

"Hey mister, are you okay?"

The fat, little man was bent over the trash can, chunks of that morning's breakfast spilling out over the days worth of garbage and debris. Kagome Higurashi walked over to the man and implied softly as not to startle him. He held up his hand, gesturing to her to wait, as he finished and stood up, wiping his mouth with a white, monogrammed handkerchief that he pulled out of the pocket of his coat. He straightened out his graying moustache as he tucked it back in. "Yes, I am fine. It was just..."

"What?"

The man took a deep breath and turned towards the building the two were standing in front of. It was a pitiful sight. The small, one-story store was boarded up and wearing apart. The brick was starting to lose its red brilliance and was fading into a dark mahogany covered in mold and vines. There were small holes where shingles were meant to go in the roof, probably from the years of abandonment the building obviously went through. The only thing that stood intact was the front door. The door, strangely enough, held a sign that simply said "open" along with a picture of what looked like a Siberian Husky. The man motioned with an eye to the picture. "A creature resides in there. A hideous... god I can't even bare to speak about it!"

"Is it a dog?" Kagome asked. Kagome had always been one to be curious. Her grandfather called it a curse. A young lady should not inquire about such things, and should do what they are told. That was what she had always been taught growing up, and at the ripe age of sixteen, her rebellion towards her grandfather had been more than he could bear.

"Just go," the man commanded, walking away. "Just go."

Kagome watched as the man faded away into the fog that rested densely over London. She turned back to the store, and pondered to herself what could possibly be inside. The man had mentioned that it had been a creature of some sort. It couldn't have been human. It had to be at least part dog. Kagome was fascinated with the notion that something unexplained and paranormal resided just beyond her reach. She jogged towards the door and opened it. The bell dinged as she walked inside. The whole store was pretty much empty. She could see that it had once been some type of convenience store. Shelves covered in bed-sheets expanded and took up most of the room. A man sat behind the counter reading the newspaper. He looked young, around thirty with long black hair tied back. Even in the weak light, Kagome could tell that he was Japanese, the same nationality as she. He looked up from his paper when he spotted Kagome.

He spoke in a nonchalant kind of way, which didn't do his exterior any justice. "Sorry girl, we're closed. No more visits today."

"What is here?" Kagome asked.

The man got up from his chair and started to walk slowly towards Kagome. "Something beyond your imagination. Something that..." he held his left hand up, trying to emphasize his point. "Something that you have never seen, that this whole world has never seen."

"Could I see?"

The man gave in. "Fine. I'll give you a private showing. Only because you have such a pretty face." He smiled seductively. Kagome shivered, clutching her bag for support. The man walked to the back of the store, and grabbed a walking stick resting on the wall as he walked past to a room in the back. Kagome's vision went pitch black, and as if he could sense her fear, he grabbed her arm and lead her. "By the way, my name's Naraku."

His hand was freezing.

"I'm...I'm Kagome."

"Japanese I see."

"Um...yes. My mother and father came here from Japan before I was born." Kagome was not comfortable at all, but her grandfather had always taught her to be polite, and think of men as her superior. The thought of Naraku being her superior made her knees weaken. "I live with my grandfather however. My parents thought that he could give me a better education than they ever could." Why wouldn't she stop talking? "He's a lawyer, very prominent in his field."

"We're here," Naraku interrupted. Kagome realized that he had dragged her to a small dungeon-like room with a low ceiling, and walls probably no more than twelve feet from the one across from it. Claustrophobia set in, making Kagome feel a little dizzy. Naraku lit a few candles that illuminated the room. "Now don't be alarmed on what I am about to show you." He gestured towards what looked like a cage draped in a sheet. He started into a little monologue that seemed awfully rehearsed and dramatic. "This creature is the tragic product of his mother's beastly tendencies. She had been raped by a mysterious man one night, who cursed her and her unborn child. During her pregnancy, she had been bitten by a dog, contracting a disease that went to the baby that lay in her stomach. When it was born, it was said that all of the dogs in the village started to howl at the full moon that draped overhead. He is half man, half dog."

Kagome wanted to throw up.

"My dear Kagome, may I present to you, the Dog!" he said as he pulled the sheet off the cage and revealed who, or what was inside.

Kagome started to weep uncontrollably.

Something sat in the corner. It looked human, but pearly white fangs glistened from the creature's mouth. It's long silver hair draped down its back. It was the most beautiful hair Kagome had ever seen, but it was rested on something that looked so evil. It had large, golden eyes, narrowed in anger, and Kagome could of swore that she heard a growl erupt from the back of its throat. She looked down at its hands. Claws, at least six inches long, were dug into the ground, possibly holding back from ripping off the shackles that held him to his bed. The creature looked up at Naraku menacingly. Kagome thought it was one of the most pitiful looking creatures she had ever seen. She cried, not because of the Dog itself, but of the whole entire situation. Poor thing. What a sad life.

"Get up," Naraku ordered the creature. It didn't move. It just kept staring. Kagome spotted through blurry eyes a whip in Naraku's hands, pointed directly at the creature in the cage. "I said get up you useless piece of shit!" Naraku cracked the whip in the air once, and it got up on two feet. Just as she had expected, the Dog was tall, probably a head taller than herself, but it looked weak and malnourished.

She had to get out.

"I think I'll go now," she said softly, turning away and walking back the way she came, her shoes clapping away at the floor. Naraku grabbed her arm, and thrust her back.

"But the show's just getting started." Kagome's eyes went wide.

"What are you going to do with it?" she asked.

Naraku laughed. "It's a surprise."

Kagome looked towards the Dog, and connected with its golden orbs. She sensed sadness in his eyes, a permanent type of sadness that seemed to have lingered there for years. It was hidden, however, but rage that she physically sensed. She heard the growling as he stood up, and walked over to her. He seemed to call out to her. "Please," she said, holding up her hands and backing up. "I can't stand this anymore."

"What's wrong?" Naraku threatened. "Can't stand the sight of one of nature's hideous creations? Can't stand the sight of a twisted game of God? That thing in the cage is pure evil missy, and you are going to gaze upon it!"

Kagome looked at the Dog, and saw it staring back at her. What was it trying to say? Was it staring at her skin as a tasty meal? Did it want to apologize? She could not tell. The sadness she had saw before was gone. It was replaced by some unreadable emotion that was impossible to comprehend. "I'm so sorry," she whispered and she ran, the adrenaline coursing through her veins, out the front door and into the sunlight. She bent over, her hands on her knees, took a deep breath, and went over to the garbage can. There, she repeated what many had probably, no most definitely, had done before her. She threw up.

"Look what you did!" Naraku shouted, whipping the Dog. "She didn't even pay for her visit! You know what that means?"

It didn't respond.

"That's right you retarded sack of shit!" Naraku continued to whip the poor creature, causing it great pain. But it didn't budge, nor shout or scream as the whip continued to go down his back, making deep gashes into the skin. Thick, crimson blood began to spill out, further staining the ground below. After thirty or so lashes, Naraku wrapped up the whip and left the room, closing the door behind him.

The Dog sighed, grateful that the daily whipping was finally over with once again. He turned his head and looked down onto the part of his back that he could see. Despite the darkness, he could see the deep, red gashes that had already begun to heal. Sometimes he was grateful that his mother had done what she had done. Naraku's version of the story he knew wasn't true, but he didn't know what was. His mother had obviously done something wrong. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come out the way he did. Had his mother really been cursed? He wasn't sure.

He never will know.

He was confined to the cage which he had called his home for the past three years, and there will be plenty more to come.

I know, once again, very short. I'm sorry. Next chapter, we're going to get somewhere. Now of course, the Dog is Inuyasha, but I wanted it to make it seem like he was just a little speck on the Earth, that he really didn't matter. I know. I stink (TT) but this is just one of those things that you have to do.

Until next time:

Sun and Moon.

Oh BTW... REVIEW PLEEZ! I want to go for 7 reviews this time. If the count reaches 10, I will post a chapter, but I might make it short to punish you. If it reaches 12, I'll make it good and long! (It'll be good anyway, even if it's short.) JUST PLEASE R&R!