okay. so heres the last update for tonight. sorry for them both being short, but im busy helping a friend with a crisis.

so i hope you all like the story so far. I'll update again on Wednesday, maybe sooner, stay tunedP. so heres chapter

two. And thanks to all my readers out there. I love you guys.

Kagome woke up in the middle of her bedroom floor; she must have passed out last night. She checked to see if there were any signs of him raping her but all her clothes seemed to still be in tact, he must have gotten bored with her last night. Good, she thought, at least he didn't rip another pair of pants. Slowly, she lifted her aching body from her soft pink carpet. As she struggled to her feet she glanced at her alarm clock, 7:13. Just great, she had 15 minutes to get ready and get to school. Oh well, it's not like she had anyone to impress. She made her way over to her closet and pulled out a black hoodie that was 10 sizes too big for her small frame, next she pulled out some black sweat pants that were also way too big for her. She pulled the drawstring on her pants as tight as they would go and headed off to her bathroom. On her way there she placed the hood above her head and stuffed her long black hair back into it. Checking her complexion in the mirror she decided she needed to put on some concealer to mask her bruises. After applying about a pound of make up she threw on her black converse and ran out of her house, hoping her father wouldn't see her, luckily he didn't. She was in such a rush she had almost forgotten her backpack on the chair by the front door. She snatched her car keys out of the front pocket of her backpack and hopped into her black mustang, speeding off to school.

Now, you see, Kagome's dad wasn't ALWAYS bad. Every now and then he would return back to the old, caring dad she once knew, the one that would do anything for his family. He was just the evil, controlling, abusive man when he was drunk, and he was drunk a lot, the only time he wasn't was when he was at work or sometimes he would choose not to drink on a weekday. He was a successful business man who, when faced with the death of his mother, turned to drinking, he wasn't aware of the monster it turned him into, and now, he was starting to enjoy the power he felt when he was drunk, which was why he never stopped. Kagome still loved her dad for the man he truly was, not the man he had become. She missed her old dad, the one she could turn to whenever she was hurt, the one who used to rock her to sleep and tell her bedtime stories. But that Dad was gone now, and he left the monster in his place.

At School:

"Hey, Higurashi, where the hell do you think you're going?"

"None of your business Kikyo."

"Hey bitch, my girlfriend asked you a question, now you better answer it."

"Or what Inuyahsa? You'll beat me up? Oh, I'm shaking. Why don't you two just fuck off? Or better yet why don't you go fuck each other? Everyone knows it's what you do during class anyways."

"You're just jealous. Isn't she Inu-Poo?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not sure that I'd be jealous of someone who fucks dog shit. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get to class." And with that Kagome shoved past the two horny teens and headed to her first hour.

"Stupid Inuyasha and his stupid fucking slut. Why do they always have to bother me? It's not my fucking fault they can't control themselves. I hope they both get Crabs." Kagome muttered into her drawing of Inuyasha falling off a cliff. She was a great artist, all her drawings, even her doodles, looked so life-like, like they could just jump right off the page, and this was no exception. Drawing always took her frustration away, especially with Inuyasha. They had been bitter enemies since the beginning, and they've known each other for a long time.

next chapter- the past between Inuyasha and Kagome is revealed. Also Miroku and Sango will be coming into the picture. Don't worry. The story gets more interesting. I'm just giveing background info right now.