InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ ~Dark Angel~ ❯ The Beginning ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer- I do not own Inuyasha or any of the Inuyasha characters.

 220;WHAT?! NO!”

“Yes.”

“No! You can’t make me!”

“I can’t make you? Young lady I am your father and I can make you do anything. Now I said YOU ARE GOING!!”

Yea, so that’s how I got here…well sort of…that’s were it all began.

From this moment you would rewind back to about four years ago when that exact moment happened. I had just turned fourteen and my friends wanted to take me out to celebrate. At the time I thought they were really good friends, we hung out all the time and knew everything about each other. They took me out to the Yume, this beautiful little place where you could eat and drink and just hang out. Well afterwards they took me to a friend of theirs to celebrate even more. Well all in all, turned out my friends just wanted me to get laid by this guy I had a crush on, I ran out of there and started to walk home only to be seen coming out of the house by my father.

Now I was a good kid, I still am, I was slightly spoiled, I got good grades and did a few chores around the house, but when my father saw me coming out of a strange house with my hair disheveled and my skirt hiked up, he completely lost control. In his eyes I was still his little girl, he couldn’t deal with the fact of me growing up, and frankly he did have to raise two daughters all alone…I’ll get to her eventually. As far as I’m concerned, I grew up very nicely…sure I never thought I would become this, but I’m glad I did. My father knew I was as good as they come but I did have one ‘flaw’. My other friends, the ones who I had grown up with, were members of the Fangs; a notorious gang here in Tokyo. They however were not bad, yes they drank, smoked, street raced and got into a few fights but they didn’t kill or make drug deals. They were kids looking for some support and protection from other gangs, mostly the Spiders, another notorious gang that happened to be on the wrong side of the law. So my father figured they were setting a bad example as was my elder sister, and had decided to ship me off to my great aunts who happens to live in Louisiana, in the U.S. Yes I know, some of you may be thinking that my father was just looking out for me and I knew this, but what you don’t know was that my father was an ex member of the Fangs…as was his father and his father and so on. So very hypocritical.

When I spoke with my Fangs friends I was shocked, to say the least, of what they told me. They had said they would miss me but my father was right. Apparently I was not good enough to stay and be associated with them anymore. And apparently I was to weak, naïve, young, and fragile to be around people like them, and that maybe I would gain self-confidence and learn how to take care of my self. Now, I admit, I was very preppy and yes I was very spoiled, but I knew how to live on my own and take care of my self.

So that night I devised a plan. On the night before I would leave to go to Louisiana I would run away. Granted it probably wasn’t the best plan, but I was determined to show them up, as you can see I’m a very stubborn person. So that night I took some clothes and snuck out of the house and made my way to the train station. I planned on going to Kyoto, an old friend of mine lived there and I knew she would let me stay the night there and maybe even for a few days. Things went wrong, when I got to her place a few hours later, since Kyoto is roughly two hundred or so miles away, I had come to the conclusion that my old friend had moved away. So I was left alone in Kyoto in the middle of the night, yes like I said, I probably should have thought things out more thoroughly. But considering I was so stubborn and hard headed, I stayed and slept in our old hiding place in the backyard. When morning came I figured that my father would realizes I was gone and come looking for me, so I decided to take a walk around and check out what Kyoto had to offer, plus I was starving. By the time nightfall had come around again I was tired and confused, so much so I went back to my old friends house and slept there again. On the second day I was there, with no word from my father, I just had to take a shower, so I broke into my temporary home and took a shower and changed my clothes. And once again nighttime came again and I once again fell asleep in our, my hiding spot because I was too damn stubborn to go back and face the truth about myself. Weeks went by, I believe over a month, I had run out of money long ago and people had moved into my house. I had not bathed in over two weeks and my clothes had started to tear is some spots. I had stooped low enough to beg for money and sleep on the sidewalks like the other homeless, but technically I was not homeless, just stupid. My face was dirty, my clothes smudged and ripped, my stomach was empty and as was my heart, for after all this time, no one has come to find me.

This was when I first met Akio. I remember it well, it was a bright and sunny day, beautiful in fact. I remember because I thought it very ironic how sunny it was when I was in such a bad situation…though I had brought on my situation, I still felt lost. He took me by surprise, for he was favored with such good looks that he was quite beautiful, and I only know of one other who also was this way. But Akio was very different, I could feel it. He was quite tall, about 5’11” with a very muscular body, not so much so that it was overbearing just enough so that he was definitely man. He had a golden tan, with pitch black hair with a slight silver undertone that shone in the sun, it was short yet still fell into his eyes. He had gray/black mesmerizing eyes that looked like liquid pools with shocks of silver intertwined within them. He was a demon, that much I was sure about, considering he had bluish/black markings on each side of his face and a dark midnight blue cross in the middle of his forehead. Though I could tell he was a demon, powerful at that, I could not figure out what kind of demon he was.

When he saw me I swear it was fate that we were supposed to meet. To my surprise I saw him smile at me only to be followed by him crouching in front of me and asking my name. Usually I am a very confident person, I grew up being told I was beautiful, and I knew I was, but at that moment I could not even remember my name for the life of me. I was in aw by him, he was older, I could tell, around sixteen or so. I finally found my name and he asked me what a pretty little thing like me was doing begging out in the streets for. I’ve heard this before from other men, old and young, nice and sleazy looking, but when he said it with those eyes and with the sun behind him like a halo, I felt safe. That night I filled my belly, took a very long shower and slept in a very warm comfortable bed.

No it’s not what you think. After telling him my name he took me back to his house where he introduced me to his mother, who happened to be cooking something that smelled very delicious. His mother welcomed me and offered me a place to stay, I was confused by this but eternally grateful. I had lied about my situation, telling them my mother died and I went to go live with my father only to have him abandon me. Part of this was true and I was desperate, so don’t judge me so quickly.

After a few weeks of staying there, Akio and I became quite close, we had many things in common. One day he told me that I couldn’t stay with them anymore do to the fact they couldn’t afford me. I of course figured I would once again be living on the streets, only to be surprised when he took me to a very nice street with beautiful big houses. We stopped in front of a light yellow house with a dark green lawn, in a way it reminded me of my house. I had no idea what we were doing there, but something in the back of my mind told me I would be very happy there, something said I would find a home here.

Over the four years I had spent in Kyoto, I had grown to love it and the people I met there, but I had also met many enemies there as well. I had done and learned many things I have never done or learned before. I had grown and matured, my mind had soaked all information I could have ever want to learn, my body had grown to be long, lean and well toned, my soul had found a calling, and I had become one with my powers and knowing what I was capable of. I had fallen, lied, laughed, cried, fallen in and out of love and become something truly remarkable.

In my time there I become very close to Akio, we shared all we thought and knew. He was one of the best things that ever happened to me, he was there for me, he took me off the streets, he taught me all he knew and I taught him all I knew. Akio showed me how to fight, to trust, to live, to love, Akio helped show me how to become what I am today…

Oh? What am I? Who am I? Oh I’m sorry, I’ve started to tell you my story and have yet to tell you who I am. That truly is not like me, I do apologize. Well my father wanted to send me away so I wouldn’t turn into my friends and sister, truth is he pushed me into the arms of my true powers. Over the years I have become what no one would ever believe I would become. I have become something that can be feared, I do not brag for this is true. I am Kagome Chikara Higurashi. I am the leader of the legendary Bloodz and probably the most untouchable person in all of Japan…now I can continue with my story.