well, I'm back...I just started school and it sucks...I know noone and I have major writers block...Yes! I have Kagome in this chapter!

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silver starlight kitsune: sorry, no comedy in this chapter. :( . but there is some action.

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Disclaimer: I dont own Inuyasha, but I wish I did.


All lights in the Governor's house were on, and the brightest was on the top floor in the room of the Governor's granddaughte. She was said to be the most beautiful girl in the entire port. Her raven black hair went halfway down to her waist and was in a butterfly clip in the back. She wore a flowing white strapless gown that went to the floor. And her eyes...her dark chocolate eyes could charm a snake. Tonight was her night to show off her beauty to many men of the port, but none to fall for. Her name? Kagome.

She was just finished putting her matching butterfly earrings and turned to face the mirror. Kagome smiled at her reflection. "Oh, Inuyasha, I really wish that you could see me at this moment..."

There was suddenly a soft knock at the door and a calm voice. "Kagome, are you ready, dear?" It was her mother. The fifteen year old girl turned to the door and shouted to her mother.

"Yes, Mother!"

The door opened, and her mother stepped in. She wore a red evening gown and had her hair almost fluffed up. "Dear, you look gorgeous." Kagome loved it when her mother complimented her, it made her feel loved and comfortable. Seeing that she was so kind, many children around the port called her 'mother', but most called her: Ms. Higurashi. She opened a small box which she carried, and revealed a diamond and platinum necklace.

Kagome gasped at seeing how many diamonds had been placed in it. Her mother placed it around her neck. "This was my grandmother's... she passed it onto my mother, she passed it onto me, and I'm passing it onto you, Kagome."

"Thanks, Mother."

All of a sudden, a large thundering noise brought the two women to their senses. "What was that?" Ms. Higurashi asked as she neared her daughter's window, and looked. All she could see was the town flooded with fog, with occasional sparks of light reflecting on the fog.

"Fireworks?" Kagome suggested, looking out the window too. There they saw many men and women running around the town looking panicked.

"No..." Ms. Higurashi whispered hoarsely as she recognized the lighting... "Kagome, move!" Just in time, she pushed Kagome onto the floor as a dark object was almost thrust into the window and onto the floor.

"What is it?" Kagome asked, fixing her hair, looking to see what the object that shattered her window was. Then...she saw what it was...a smooth black heavy cannon ball. Ms. Higurashi jerked her daughter up to her feet, and suddenly took off running with Kagome behind her.

"Mother! What's wrong?" Kagome panted, running down the spiraled stairs. Ms. Higurashi stopped in her tracks and turned to face her daughter and looked Kagome in the eyes.

"The port is being attacked...most likely by pirates, Kagome...we need to get out of here."

"What about Souta and Grandpa?"

Ms. Higurashi turned her head to face the once beautiful ball room that was now in splinters... it was most likely breached by a cannon ball...or worse...a grenade. "It's too late for them." Then, she lead Kagome out of the front door. Suddenly, Kagome caught a glimpse of a young woman, only about two years older than her, half-way hidden under rubble.

"Mother...it's Ayame!" She exclaimed, breaking away from her mother's grasp, running to her friend.

A small movement from the woman made Kagome jump. "You're alive!" She was now bent over, trying to lift a chunk of concrete from the house off of the red-haired girl.

With help from her mother, Kagome got the rubble off of Ayame, and pulled her out, leaving a blood trail from where her legs had been almost crushed. "...Ka...gome?" Ayame asked, somewhat conscious as she looked up with her green eyes.

"Mother! Take her to the infirmary! It's only a few houses away! I think you can make it." Kagome said, lifting her amazingly light friend up in her arms and gently passing her to Ms. Higurashi.

"What about you?"

Kagome shook her head and looked back to the rubble. "I'm going to see if there are any more survivors."

"Be careful, Kagome." With that, Ms. Higurashi trotted off towards the town.


Kagome watched as her mother make it safely behind the next home and then went back to searching the rubble for more survivors. "There has to be more..." She muttered as she looked even more, moving concrete and some wood out of a pile.

"I don't think so, little girly." A harsh, scratchy masculine voice said, making Kagome jump.

Suddenly, she found a dirty hand cupping itself over her mouth. She tried to scream, but no avail. A dirty pirate with black wavy hair laid his head in the crook of her neck, making the girl shudder. "What's the matter, little girl? Scared of a man like me?"

And then, he turned her around, so she could look him straight in his eyes...his bloody crimson eyes. Her eyes grew wide as he backed away from her, grabbing the middle of his chest. "YOU...!"

"What do you want from me?" Kagome asked, backing away from him, slowly, trying not to make him notice her steps. The pirate ripped open his shirt revealing the scar right over his beating heart.

"How could you not remember, Kikyo?"

"My name is Kagome!"

"Yeah, whatever!" In an instant, Kagome realized that she was once again in his hands. Strangely, he had moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her chest, breathing into her neck. "Well, I guess it's a nice time for introductions then seeing that you're never going to see this place again... You're...Kagome...?"

There was no reply.

"Well then, Kagome... you might as well get used to saying my name...so, I'll tell you...m' name means 'hell.'"

Kagome shivered as she mentally figured out his name. "Naraku." She said.


Ms. Higurashi sighed in relief as she finally made it to the infirmary. "There it is, Ayame." She looked down to the wounded woman in her arms that looked up to her sadly.

"Kouga...was in there...I danced...with him." Ayame managed to say, looking up to the once beautiful mansion. The older woman looked up to her broken home.

"I'm sure he's alright, Ayame."


i promise you guys there will be some humor next chapter...oh, god...this is going to be hard, but I'll make it through. Please R&R!

-Ididntdoit07