Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and Co.
Note: This fanfiction is based on earlier days of Japan (around the 1700s), where Geishas were fairly new and not as well known as they are today. Take in mind that this is my first fanfiction and I throughly tried to research the life of the Geishas as much as I could to fully complete this fanfiction. Rating may go up due to language and suggestive themes.
A/N: :sigh: I knew the prologue wasn't going to be long at all. Don't worry, this is just the introduction and I plan that each chapter should be longer than three pages if my fingers cooperate. Please review as well. I would love to know how you like the beginning so far.
Vocabulary
This is just some of the vocabulary in which I will be using in this chapter and others. More will be added in the beginning of the next chapter.
Desho – A Geisha's most formal kimono.
Obi – A sash that goes around the kimono.
Jikata – A seated Geisha musician who plays the Shamisen (a three-string guitar instrument from China that made its way to Japan in the 1560's.
Oka – Mother to the Geisha.
The Love of a Geisha
Prologue
A Geisha.
Some were destined to be one, others were born into the business by their looks and their beauty inhabited by their mothers.
Geishas were known as an accomplished woman of the arts, a dancing and singing girl, or art person.
Geishas were known to start their training at around six years old, that is how Kagome Higurashi started out.
Kagome Higurashi was to be known as one of the great Geishas who were known to go against the honorable rules.
She spent many years learning various artistic talents, how to dress and apply makeup, how to perform allher movements, how to sing, recite poetry, act, play music, speak politely and so forth.
And hence, we enter her mind.
I, Kagome Higurashi, was to graduate of a Geisha school at the age of fourteen, showing all the skills I was taught to show. I'd been going to school since I was six; since my father and mother sold me.
We lived in a hut by the sea where my father and the other village men made a living. One night, an odd stranger came to our home. At the sight of him, my mother broke down in sobs. I was to never hear what they were speaking to one another about.
The last thing I knew, I was on a train...on my way to be a servant girl at a local tea house with Geishas. My Geisha career flew off from there.
Most Geishas envied me, as so my oka told me. They envied me for my rare, chocolate brown eyes with a hint of blue, my lips due to their fullness, my face due to its beauty, and my heart due to its kindness.
And this is why many of the Geishas hated me.
"Kagome-sama, where are you?" A soft voice rang out, interrupting me from my thoughts. I ignored the soft voice of my dear friend Sango-chan, pretending to sleep.
I layed in silence for awhile, making sure that I could continue my thoughts without interruption.
I gently moved my neck on the small, elevated pillow which helped keep my hair off the futon on which I lay.
We Geishas also have rules we must follow by. The most important one is marriage. We Geishas must not marry unless we retire. If we can't marry, we can't fall in love. I truly despise that rule.
And do you ask why I still remain a Geisha if I someday want to fall in love and marry? Well, I have yet to find that out.
The one thing I surely found out is that some rules were meant to be broken.
And I, Kagome, was going to break them in the slightest way possible.
Even if it meant making sacrifices.