A Slave's Forbidden Hate and Love
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
A/N- This is another alternate universe slave story. Yes, another. I think I have made this story a bit different from the others though, so please give it a chance. Also, if you have a problem with more adult themes, you might not like this story. I intend to make it very mature. I might have a lemon, I'm not sure yet. I hope you enjoy the story and review it.
"But Father!" the young son of a noble protests angrily with a scowl. "I do not want to have one of those whores as my concubine! I do not want a concubine at all!"
"I do not care what you want or do not want Inuyasha, my son." The white haired lord said coldly. "This slave shall be your concubine and that is that. She will be yours until she dies. That is my final say, so accept it!" he said sharply.
"Yes, Inu No Taisho." Inuyasha said sullenly, bowing and leaving the room. This young noble stomped down the hall, his bare clawed feet striking the floor hard. The fur on his dog ears bristled with his fury. Tawny eyes flashed at anyone who would dare to look him in the eyes. He swept through the front doors, the servant who tried to open it for him pushed roughly to the side. He stood stiffly at the road just in front of the palace, a fearsome sight to the timid in his Fire Rat outfit, his white hair blowing in the wind and a hand almost unconsciously resting on his sword.
Meanwhile
A young girl lay on her bed, relaxing in a rare moment of peace. Sweat was on her body and anyone who came in could smell the scent of many men's sweat and seed. Yet another of her patrons had just left, having taken his pleasure with her and paid Kouga, the Controller of that house of slaves. Her ebony hair hung around her head, greasy and dirty from little care down to it. Her brown eyes closed, half in exhaustion from the umpteenth man she had to serve, half in disgust from the same thing. She hated being a whore. She had no choice. She wanted to kill herself. End this horrible pain.
"Kagome!" Kouga's rough voice called harshly. "Get down here, you lazy ho, or you'll feel my displeasure later." He promised darkly.
Her eyes flew open in a panic and she scrambled out of bed, grabbing a tattered green robe and throwing it on, tying it loosely and quickly. She ran down the stairs. Having to pleasure Kouga every night was bad enough, but when he was angry it was always worse. She wanted his chains and "toys" to stay in his chest this night.
"S-sorry for taking so long Controller Kouga." She apologized immediately, looking at the ground. She saw Kouga bare feet with his fur anklets. She also saw leather boots. Another already? But, why didn't Kouga just send him upstairs to my room? Why do I have a very bad feeling about this?
"Stupid bitch, you took far too long." Kouga reprimanded her, gently caressing her cheek, before slapping her suddenly.
The force of the blow knocked Kagome off her cheek. Her cheek was very red. Tears sprang to her eyes. She resisted the urge to put a hand to her cheek and sooth it, keeping her hands at her sides. She got up, keeping her head facing the ground. "I give you my greatest and most sincere apologies Controller Kouga."
Kouga growled angrily at her. Then he turned to the other man, a simpering tone in his voice. "As you can most certainly see, Royal Advisor Miroku, this slave is very disobedient and unruly. Are you sure this is the one you wish to take?"
"Yes, she'll be coming with me." Miroku said, his voice tired sounding. "Inuyasha will have to deal with her, and he'll deal well with her, don't you worry Kouga." When he said Inuyasha, his voice was filled with respect. When he said Kouga he could have been talking about a cockroach.
Kagome gasped slightly. Inuyasha? I'm being sold to Inuyasha? Inu No Taisho's stubborn, violent rude son! Oh, Kami, haven't I suffered enough? She thought in horror. Kouga snapped a cold metal ring around her neck. He attached a chain to it and handed the chain to Miroku.
"Come." Miroku said shortly, walking out the door. Her chain pulled painfully at her neck and she hurried after him, keeping her eyes down. She glanced up from time to time, observing what he wore. He wore a purple's monk outfit, made from the finest materials. His raven hair was tied in a short ponytail in the back. She looked back down quickly. He stopped abruptly, and she, not expecting that, crashed into his back. She stumbled backwards, in great fear.
"I-I'm so sorry! I did not mean to, Royal Advisor, honestly I didn't! Please don't have me whipped!" she begged, kneeling and covering the back of her head in distress.
"Get up, and get in this carriage." He said, ignoring her fear. She nodded, scared stiff and climbed fearfully into the carriage in front of them. He got in after her and closed the door, the driver whipping the horses. They started off. Kagome looked at the horses in sympathy.
She stole a glance at Miroku. His eyes were purple and had large bags under them. His features were fairly handsome and he held a golden staff. They were on their way to meet her new owner. She gulped, looking at her bare, dirty and hurt feet. What would happen to her now? She wondered, pulling her dirty robe over her naked body a bit more. Whatever the future held, it never had held anything good before, so she had no reason to expect anything new now. She just hoped that this new life she would be expected to lead, whatever it was, wouldn't be as bad. She was tired of being men's plaything. She was sickened by it, by the men she could still smell on her, see on her skin. Please, Kami She begged in her mind No more of the horrors, please no more.
A/N- Well, everyone, what did you think? Yes, there is a reason why Miroku isn't being his normal Hentai self. That will be revealed in later chapters. Please review and tell me what you think!