A/n: Okay, I'm sorry for not updating. People have probably forgotten about this story. I'm doing my best to update and finish everything. This chapter introduces Inuyasha! Yay! Thank you for the last reviews. Please read and review this one, and all my other stories. Thank you!

Chapter Four-Wonderer

Hospitals were the last place I wanted to be. At sixteen, it was pretty apparent that they did background checks. What I was told in the year of a comma would shock even the best liars. I was told that the doctors informed my father. I was told he never left my side. I was told that he held my hand for hours at a time. I was told that he prayed, crying to God to spare my life because he couldn't take losing his heart after he had just lost the greatest love of his life. Again, this is what I was told. I had been in a comma for just little over a year, so the memories are still hazy.

Funny thing that I would just happen to wake up on new years. God was giving me a second chance. But I wasn't sure if I wanted to take it.

Mid July-

Kagome walked the Los Angeles streets till she came up her mansion of a house. No one had come to pick her up when she was released, and she didn't have any money, so she had to walk four miles. Trudging up the driveway, she reached the doorbell, ringing it tiredly.

An aged white woman answered the door. One Kagome hadn't recognized. 'Must be new staff.' She tried to step over the threshold, but the lady blocked her. "May I help you?" she responded in a rather unwelcoming voice.

"I'm Kagome Higurashi." Kagome said defiantly. The old woman's gaze softened. "Your father and family don't live here anymore." She spoke quietly. Walking away from the door a moment, she came back with a package.

"I was told to give you this if you were to come here. I'm sorry miss." With that, she closed the door in Kagome's face.

Kagome walked down the steps and driveway, all the way to James Ave. Parking herself on a curb, she opened the envelope, and she dumped its contents out. There was a plane ticket to Japan, and an entrance exam to a boarding school there.

No address, no letter, no nothing. Kagome threw the envelope down, feeling weak. She broke down into tears, wanting to escape just as her mother had. What the hell was her father doing to her?

She couldn't stay here in LA. But she couldn't go to boarding school It was a sure fire way to get rid of her without killing her. 'I was better off with Kouga.' She mused bitterly.

Getting a head start, she headed to the airport.

Tokyo-

Getting off the plane, Kagome roamed the city streets. It was winter here. Instantly cold, she hugged herself. On lookers stared down at her thinking she was nothing more than a lost crack head.

"Hey! You need a ride?" A voice came in Japanese. Kagome turned, trying to find it. A man sat in his cab, eyeing her provocatively. After all, her clothing was um…a little revealing. A halter top with a short army fatigue skirt and cute combat boots with heels.

Walking another two miles, she felt like she was going to pass out. A building came into view with light radiating from it. She rounded the corner to find three old men surrounding a trashcan bomb fire.

Kagome walked over, too tired to fight anyone off. She hadn't slept in over two days, and her back was starting to hurt from surgery. She came over, and they made room. She put her friends out by the fire and almost cried out in joy when the heat seeped through her fingers.

One of the men glanced at her outfit, and then shrugged off his jacket, putting it on her shoulders. The one next to him unwrapped his scar, putting it on her neck. The last one sighed, taking off his earmuffs and put them on Kagome's head.

She looked at all three of the men, and they all nodded. They got the message.

-Morning-

Kagome woke up alone and the sun blinding her, with snow falling on her head. Getting up from the pile of trash, she yawned, wishing she hadn't the smell reeked. 'But I guess that doesn't matter when you're trying to just live.'

Standing up, she heard a barking noise. Turning to the entrance of the alley, she saw a police officer and a Doberman Pincher. "Hey, you! We lock up prostitutes! Don't move."

Kagome's eyes grew big. Reacting on instinct, she ran towards the chained fence. The police officer let the dog go and it sped down the alley. Kagome Jumped on the fence climbing it before it bit her foot off.

She screamed when the wire caught her leg, sending a long cut on it. Running so long she ended up on a different part of the city. The upper class part. Looking around she saw high class shopping malls and boutiques.

It was the Japanese version of Rodeo Drive. Kagome stumbled into a diner full of customers, all of which stared meanly at the intruder. A high cheek-boned woman came to her with a bat.

"Can I help you?" she said tiredly. Kagome didn't care about attitude anymore. "I need to use your phone please." Her voice was hoarse from a soar throat. She could barely keep herself from passing out.

" We only have two phones. The service phone is for business only. There's a pay phone over by the restrooms. Would you like 50 cents?"

Kagome nodded yes. The lady smirked. "The pay phone is out of order." "Then why would you say that was an option!" she screeched. The woman frowned. "Get out of here! I swear to my ancestors I know how to use this thing!" The lady raised her bat in defense.

Kagome sighed. It wasn't worth it. One, the lady was holding the bat wrong, two, she wouldn't know who to call even if she have a number. Turning away, she walked back out into the snow, hearing a distant cheer from the café like the woman had just killed a monster.

Not paying attention, she came face to face with the police. They stopped her without much difficulty. Kagome didn't say anything as they took her to the station. She was just tired of walking.

-Police Station-

Pearce stared at the young lady's file. Seventeen just released out of hospital for an accident, her father was the wealthiest man in Japan, and here she was aimlessly walking the streets of Japan in the middle of winter.

Kagome sat on the other side of his desk, not really paying attention to anything. She had zoned out. Her mind drifted to think about the year of her life she had lost, how both of her parents had abandoned her, where her younger brother was, and why couldn't she just die.

"Well Miss Higurashi." "It's Toyo" Kagome corrected, taking her mother's last name. Pearce nodded. "Well Miss Toyo. It seems you have quite a wrap sheet. We could turn you over to your father, but then again, you are seventeen and in Tokyo you're considered an adult."

"Does this mean I can leave?" She asked dully. Pearce shook his head. "No. You still have t be supervised since you are under the protection of law. We have a probation officer for you. Her name is Kaede. Go to that address and she'll explain things from there."

"What the hell. You just said I was an adult." Kagome said disbelieving the bullshit here. Pearce smirked. "Since you did in fact commit a murder, the US has informed us that you must serve probation for at least a year. If you choose not to, you'll still serve probation, only in jail."

Kagome leaned back in the chair, giving up. 'All I want is a bath.'

Pearce slid a piece of paper with the address on it. "One of our lovely police will escort you. I'll be keeping an eye out for you. If you so happen to violate any of Japan's laws while under probation you will be given a sentence. Is that in anyway unclear?"

Kagome skeptically looked at him and got up. Walking towards the police car, she gave them the address.

Now, a sane person would have called the richest man in Japan for a form of explanation. But back then, my mind was anything but sane. The moment I laid eyes on Kaede, I knew she was one of those people I would hate now and love for eternity.

The group home I went to was nothing more than a open house prison. I had to be in at a certain time, sleep at a certain time, work where they told me to and dress how they asked me to dress. I suppose it was the government's way of helping me get my life together, but I wasn't up for charity.

So, after a week of the hard knock life bullshit, I left. Dust my tracks, and vanished…just like all my dreams.

A year later-

A man grunted, letting out a final release in Kagome. She stood with her face against the wall as the drug dealer known as Frosty, finished up. He was a regular customer for a quick lay, and she really didn't mind, because he paid well.

Handing her the hundred dollars and nickel bag of cocaine, Frosty took his dick out of her ass, peeled the condom off and walked away. Kagome took a deep breath, and gathered herself together. She never particularly liked taking it up the ass because the after affects were a constant bitch.

Taking a sniff of her wonder drug, she got into her happy place, life couldn't be any better.

She saw four men walk up to her, she smiled. "Can I help you?" she asked drunkenly. The men smirked. The one on the far left smiled. "You sure can." Then came this earth shattering kick to the stomach.

After that, she passed out. Waking up two hours later, she felt soar all over. Surprisingly, they hadn't raped her, wanting just the money and cocaine. 'The cocaine? No!' Wondering down the dim streets, ran into someone and felt straight on her face.

"The hell?" A voice came with irritation. Kagome winced at how loud it was. She felt someone turn her over. "Please don't hurt me…" she said faintly. "No chance of that." Came the soothing voice.

-Apartment-

When Kagome came to, she found herself in an apartment, smelling of aftershave and spice. Her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and easily roamed the comfortable room. She tried to sit up on the couch, but her head was spinning.

"Don't move." The voice came from behind her. Kagome couldn't see him. She didn't want his help, she wanted her miracle drug. Cocaine had gotten her through a lot of depressing times.

"Where am I?" She asked. "You're in Northeast Tokyo." Came the voice. "How the hell did I get all the way up here?" She hadn't been to Northeast Tokyo since she was in the orphanage.

"I drove you." The man came around into her line of vision. Her breath caught in her throat as she soaked in his beauty. Golden eyes that supported a strong jaw line, and a handsome face. Hair silver, long and flowing down his backside, with an under layer of black.

He was evidently well built by the muscles he was packing, but he was also lean as if to make him elegant. Kagome looked down at her own body, knowing she was far bonier than she had started out to be. She couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds. Her body was bruised from head to toe, and she smelled of sex and bad hygiene.

Taking another look at him, she sighed. "Look, I don't….I don't have any money, but if you want something else…." She trailed off, figuring he got her point since most guys did.

He looked at her as if she was crazy. "No. I don't want anything from you." "So I'm not good enough for you!" Kagome shrieked. The boy shook his head no, trying to make amends.

"That's not what I meant-" he started to say, but se cut him off. "Fuck your words! They don't mean shit!" Trying to stand, the migraine flew to her head and she instantly fell. The boy caught her in record time.

"Yeah, my name is Inuyasha by the way." He said. Kagome started to cry. "I just want to disappear." She whispered. Drifting off into sleep, Inuyasha carried her to his room and let her sleep.

-Morning-

"You what!" a voice came screaming from out the living room. It had wakened Kagome up. She pulled the sheets close to her.

"Sango, lower your voice, she'll hear you."

"I don't care Inuyasha. You just can't bring crack heads into our apartment!" The female called.

Not wanting to hear anymore, Kagome went to shower. The hot water was a blessing so many people took for granted. She used the soap, leathering up her body scrubbing vigorously. The dirt came off heavily. She used some shampoo, washing her mess of a head.

Letting the soap wash off, along with all her sins, she waited to the water became cold before she got out. Choosing a towel from the hamper, she dried off. Grabbing her so called "travel" bag, she pulled out some clean underwear that she had stolen from the laundry mat, and some basket ball shorts with over sized t-shirt. Lacing up her boots, that had been extremely warn down from over use, she headed out towards the front.

Now, from the beginning, I could tell Sango was going to go in that BS category. The moment we had eye contact, I saw that she clearly didn't want anything to do with me. And if I were in her position, I wouldn't either. But the simple truth was, I WAS NOT in her position, and I had a problem with her look. She was beautiful, proper, and sophisticated. So of course, she thought she was better than me.

Kagome kept a blank expression when she exchanged an evil glance at the girl as she stood five feet from the door. Sango gave her a head to toe sweep. The miscalculating sweep she had always received.

"Don't…Don't do that." Kagome stuttered. The drugs were starting to wear off and that was NEVER good. She needed her natural high.

Sango snorted giving the crack head a fowl look. "Don't do what?" "Don't j-judge me." Kagome mumbled out. Walking past her supposed savior, she glanced at him and opened the door, and only to have a force stronger than her slam it shut.

She looked at Inuyasha to see a pissed off face. He growled at Sango, who huffed, sitting on the couch. When she smelt it, she rolled her eyes and got up, clearly disgusted with the smell.

"I…don't want any problems. I just want to leave." Kagome stated quietly. Sango smirked. "You hear that? She wants to leave! Let her!"

"Knock it off Sango." Inuyasha barked. Turning back to Kagome, he didn't lighten up his expression. "You can leave when you're better." Kagome's eyes grew big with fright and Inuyasha wondered just what had she gone through.

"You can't just hold me hostage here!" she hollered. Inuyasha pulled out a cell phone. "Fine, I'll dial Tokyo police and have them take you anywhere you want to go." He started to dial the number when Kagome snatched the phone and tossed it in the fishbowl.

Inuyasha was astonished. Had this bitch just thrown his new 300$ cell phone in the fish tank? "I sure as hell hope you can pay for that." He frowned. Kagome raised an eyebrow. "Still want to keep me?"

With a sigh, he walked towards his room. "The couch pulls out into a bed." Sango threw her hands up in defeat. "The world has gone officially crazy. I wonder what your GIRLFRIEND is going to say!" she called to his room. At that, he slammed his door.

Kagome stared at Sango, who glared back. "Let me make something very clear to you. Don't touch my shit, don't take shit, and don't even look at anything that isn't yours or I'll break your neck. Is that clear!" She shouted.

Getting a little sick of being yelled at, she sucked her teeth. "Transparently." She gritted out. Sango turned on her heels and stormed to her room.

Kagome sighed dropping her bag. Taking out her diary, she began to write. Half way through the second page, she stopped. Looking out the frost covered window, she felt herself get teary eyed. She was in the exact place she didn't want to be. A cage.

A/n: So that's how she meets Inuyasha. Why does he want to keep her prisoner? Yeah, Kagome's in for a lot of lessons. The next chapter will be better, I promise. Now that everyone knows where she is and what she's doing. Hopefully Sango won't kill her. Till the next chapter…Peace, love and happiness.

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