Chapter 3

As Kagome walked to school the next day, she let her mind wander to her childhood. Her father. Kagome let a small sigh escape from her mouth. "Why didn't you love me?" the sixteen year old whispered.

"Kagome, you love your daddy, don't you?"

A small seven year old girl stood before her father. There was a bulging in the man's pants that Kagome could not explain. A frightened squeak escaped her mouth as her father grabbed her hair and jerked her head backwards. "Answer me!"

"Yes, daddy, I love you", Kagome whispered.

Kagome's father grinned and threw the young girl onto the bed. "If you love your daddy, you'll remain quiet." Her father pinned her hands to the bed with his left hand. Using his right hand, he unbuttoned and pulled down his pants. He lifted Kagome's skirt and pulled her underwear down.

"Daddy, why?"

"You want this, Kagome. Tell your daddy you want it."

"But daddy, I-"

"TELL ME!"

With tears streaming down her face, Kagome took a shuddering breath. "I want this, daddy", she whispered.

The man gave a sick grin as he pushed himself inside Kagome. Kagome cried out in pain as she felt the flesh tear. The tears poured down her face. Her father took no noticed as he thrusted into the girl. He kept going faster and faster. It felt like it went on for years, until finally, the man collapsed on top of the girl. He lay still for a minute, before getting up. He pulled his pants up, and watched as Kagome did the same.

"Did you enjoy our bonding session, Princess?"

Kagome nodded robotically, and left the room.

Kagome blinked back tears. "Stop it", she said to herself, "He's dead. He'll never be able to hurt you again."

"Talking to yourself is the first sign of madness, you know."

Kagome blinked, and whirled around. She was now face to face with Naraku, probably the most popular and evil boy in school. Kagome turned on her heel and continued walking. "The second sign is little black hairs on the palm of your hand", Kagome said. Naraku fell into stride with her, looking closely at his palms.

"The third is looking for them", Kagome said, smirking. Naraku went silent for a moment, before chuckling.

"You're a clever one."

"It works on my brother", Kagome stated, shooting a sly look in Naraku's direction. "He's four."

Naraku chuckled again. "Comparing me to a four year old. Nicely done."

Kagome shrugged. "I dunno. He probably would've gotten it faster."

Naraku laughed. "Lovely, Kagome. Just lovely."

"Kagome?"

Kagome turned and saw Sango and Ayame at the school entrance, looking thoroughly confused. "I'll see you in English, Naraku", Kagome said, hurrying over to her friends.

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InuYasha walked into his school, trying to ignore the dirty looks the other students were giving him. It was a private school- they had their standards, and InuYasha didn't meet those standards. He was only in this school because his father had paid a lot of money to get him into it, and had paid even more money to keep him there. InuYasha would much rather go to a public school. Or better yet- no school at all. A thought snapped into his mind. Maybe that girl went to this school! With this in mind, InuYasha turned away from his locker and looked around the hall. When he didn't find the girl, his spirits sank. InuYasha would give anything just to leave. He'd give anything… just so he didn't have to put up with those looks… those loathing looks…

Screw it. He was ditching school. InuYasha threw his books into his locker, and walked out of the building, ignoring the looks he was getting. He turned right at the school gate, and walked down the sidewalk. This was the route he usually took to get to his sanctuary. Part of him hoped he would see the girl again. He could still see her face. The image in his head was as clear as day. InuYasha sighed. He didn't understand. Why did he want to see her so much? What was so special about this girl? Was it the fact that she was the first and only person to look at him like he was an actual person? She hadn't given him a look of loathing as so many others had done upon first meeting him. InuYasha looked up, still walking. He was walking past a school. InuYasha looked into the school. The students here actually looked happy. He did a double take.

There was a full demon… talking to a half demon…

This was something InuYasha had never witnessed. He had grown so used to being ignored or abused… he never thought there'd come a day when a full demon would acknowledge a half demon.

What was this school? InuYasha's gaze flicked upwards, and he spotted a sign for the school. Tokyo State High. The public school. InuYasha went to Tokyo Private. That was where people with a lot of money sent their children. InuYasha sighed, and kept walking. He longed to go to a school like that… where everyone talked to everyone else…

But there was no way his father would permit it. Not unless his mother and brother convinced the man. InuTaisho didn't believe in "associating with the less fortunate".

InuYasha looked up. Without realizing it, he had made it to his sanctuary. Yawning, he sat down and looked at his watch. There was still a good five hours until school finished. He sighed, and closed his eyes. What was he supposed to do for five hours?