InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Life Filled With Lies ❯ How it all began ( Chapter 1 )

I screamed myself awake. What a horrible nightmare...my head was cold with sweat. I rose from my bed and was on my way to get a glass of water when I heard the screaming from downstairs. Dad was drunk again, probably just got in. I stood by the stairs listening to the fight.
“God Damn it Emily!”
“Please Dan, Kagome is trying to sleep.”
“Let that bitch hear me! She isn’t even mine!” He yelled.
What the hell…Dad…what does he mean I’m not his…
“Dan please! She doesn’t need to know.”
“It’s about fucking time you tell her the truth you cunt. Besides I’m tired of this daddy crap…”
“Like you have ever treated her as a daughter!”
“Emily…I’m leaving…I got a new girl now and hell I’m done with this shit.”
“Dan…don’t say that…I love you doesn’t that count for anything!”
“I’m grabbing my shit in the morning and am getting the hell out of here.”
I boldly took the steps downstairs and faced the argument. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted out of it, but maybe just my presence would help take back the horrible things he said and I could act like it was all part of my nightmare.
“Oh Kagome…” Mom looked at me tears flowing down her face.
“I suppose you heard all that.”
“Yeah I did Dad…”
“Well if you heard all that you can cut the Dad shit.” His voice sounded cold…I was raised with him not really being picture perfect dad…he never really spent much time with me to begin with, but at least I thought I had a family with a caring Mom and a Dad who might deep down love me.
“What the hell is your problem what do you mean your not my Dad…I mean why did you pretend if you never cared! You can rot in hell!” I lost it I ran into my room and broke down in tears.
“Well Emily I’ll be leaving tonight instead.” Dan got his suitcase and slammed the door behind him.

As I rocked back and forth crying my eyes out I heard a knock on my door and my mother’s voice through the door.
“Kagome honey…can I come in?” Mom came in anyway I couldn’t even speak my words were muffled by the raging of tears. She sat down on my bed and brushed the hair from my face and I curled up on her lap like I did when I was a little girl.
“Kagome I know you probably don’t understand what happened just now…but unfortunately its time that you are told the truth.”
“What are you talking about?” I broke out into harder sobs choking on my very words.
“Well…Kagome I’m not your mother and Dan is not your father…when you were a little girl no older than three your parents were murdered and you were entrusted into my care. Your mother and I were best friends growing up; you have her eyes and beautiful raven hair.”
“Mom…they were mu…murdered!” My heart was shattered everything was a lie…my life a lie…little did I know at this point just how far this lie would go.
“Yes they were murdered…it has been a cold case for years. She never really spoke much about her problems…”
“Mom what do I do…” I was completely at a loss.
“Nothing has changed Kagome…I am still your mother. I love you very much and I promised your mom that I would always help her watch over you. Dan may have left, but I won’t”
That night I cried myself back to sleep on Mom’s lap.
Everything returned to normal Mom was trying a bit harder to make sure I was happy, but I didn’t mind she began telling me stories about my parents. I found out that they met around my age and hated each other until one day my Mom forced my biological Mom to go to the fair and go into the house of mirrors while a friend of my Dad’s forced him into the house of mirrors too. From then on my parents were inseparable. Mom even gave me a picture of them.
They looked so happy in the picture too…My dad had a big goofy grin and was really skinny with blonde hair while my mom had long raven hair and the most beautiful amber eyes. They seemed like they were really in love…I never really thought love was real from the way Dan treated Mom. There were nights where I should have known About Dan he would barge home drunk speaking gibberish and then out of no where he would hit me without so much as a word and Mom would run up to him and protect me and tell me to run up to my room.
A month had gone by since the night Dan walked out on us, but all was not well. Mom had become really sick. I began picking up my weight around the house making sure she was well fed and the house was neat.
I sat on Mom’s bed cuddled next to her looking at old photographs from when I was a little girl.
“You were such a charming little girl always happy and full of life….even when Dan would…oh Kagome I am so sorry your mom would be so disappointed in me having you near him…” Mom lowered her eyes and a tear made its way down her pale cheek.
“Its ok Mom…there wasn’t anything that you could have done and you never let him really hurt me.” I smiled up at her. “But Mom….why did you stay with him for so long?”
“Because despite it all I loved him…I know it sounds silly and completely irrational, but love is irrational…he wasn’t always like this either. Once upon a time he wouldn’t so much as hurt a fly. The Dan I fell in love with was always kind and full of adventure, but somehow that faded away.”
“Oh…was it when I came into the mix…” I peered down at a picture of the family with Dan in the background sulking and arms folded.
“No, it was a little while before that….anyway lets not dwell on it.”
Mom then suddenly began to cough. I got up to get her a glass of water and when I came back she was still coughing only blood started to get coughed up too. I ran to her side and guided her downstairs to the car. I drove as quickly as I could to the E.R.

I sat there for three hours waiting and shifting my wait in the cold uncomfortable waiting room chair. When the doctor came out uncertainty rampaged through my body.
“Kagome it appears that your mother is fatally ill…the blood that she coughed up were from her lungs. We are going to keep her for observation.”
“Thank you doctor….can I see her now?”
“Yes, she will be a little loopy from her medication though.”
I walked to her room as if I was in the death march…I passed a lot of sick people rolling in agony. I shuddered at the thought of the pain Mom must be in. Once I reached her room I knelt down beside her and peered at her angelic face. She was sleeping I began to wonder what she was dreaming about and whether it was a happy dream or not. I sat by her for hours and fell asleep myself in the chair next to the bed.
When Mom wakes up I want the first thing to see is me. That way she won’t worry and everything will be ok. I awoke to a loud beeping and doctors running in. I shouted and tried to get to Mom, but a nurse held me back and Mom was taken away. They sent me back to the waiting room. All I could do was to think about what was happening no even said a word they just said they needed to perform surgery on her. I couldn’t lose Mom…I had lost my biological parents, Dan, and no…I couldn’t lose Mom too.

This time when the doctor came out he just went over to me and sat down. I knew the next words out o his mouth were going to crush me. He began explaining to me that Mom had had a severe lung cancer and hadn’t been checked out by a doctor. He also said that she would have had to be a very strong woman to ignore it since it had progress to such a severe stage. My heart sunk to my stomach and a wretched pain formed itself into an agonizing scream. Mom was dead.

The doctor tried to console me, but it was impossible I had lost the only thing left in this world who loved me. I began thinking about how I could have prevented this that I should have taken her to the doctor a long time ago…but all seemed fruitless now…she was gone.
“I’m very sorry about your loss.” That was the last thing the doctor said to me. He wasn’t really though how could he be patients die everyday he didn’t even know our names if it wasn’t for a clip board. She was nothing to him and now I am nothing to anybody…I felt like I died with her. I didn’t even know where I was going to go. She was all I had.

Once I returned to the house I was met up by Health agents and child care bullshit. The sole care giver left was non other than Dan. They had me pack my things leave my home and move in with him and his fiancée. I realized it had started to rain and I thought of what Mom used to say to me when I was a little kid she would say to me that God was in the rain…well as I come to realize there is no God.
I pulled up to Dan’s house around six in the afternoon and was escorted up the steps. When he heard about what happened he didn’t even show emotion it was like he cared as much for her as a little boy would when he kills ants with a magnifying glass. How he repulsed me and now I am to live with him and the woman he left Mom and me for…like he ever cared about us in the first place though.
“So Emily left you with me…I guess I have no choice in this matter your room is down the hall and to the left.”
I followed his instruction and put my bag in the closet and sat on the tiny twin bed they had out for me.” I stared out the window looking at the rain and watching the people who took me here drive away. I wanted to die there was no stopping the tears that poured out of my eyes and the hate that washed in over Dan and the whore he was now engaged too. How soon he tried to forget all about us yet Mom still loved him till her very last breath and her I am now.
My body was exhausted by all the emotions that had swarmed me and it wasn’t very long until I fell fast asleep. I dreamt that Mom was still alive and had made it through her surgery and was healthier than ever. I dreamt that we moved out of the old house and into a beautiful small cottage. It was almost like the cottage in Snow White minus the dwarfs and such. It was such a wonderful dream, but it was disrupted when a knocking came at the door.
“Kagome get your ass out here its time for dinner.” Dan yelled and then left for the dinner table.
I got up and walked toward the table. Once I sat down Dan just looked at me with a sour look his fiancée didn’t even say one word to me the entire meal and when I offered help with the dishes she said for me to just go back to my room. I sat on the bed gazing towards the sunset. All I could do in this house was sleep and go into a world where I was never abandoned and put into the hands of these people. Mom said that my biological parents had entrusted her to always look out for me…where was she now that I needed her most. The only reason I’m here is because of her death...I’m all alone without a friend in the world.
The next morning I was told to cook breakfast for Dan and his wife apparently his wife had decided that since I was no child of their own and forced into their hands that they might as well use me as a maid. This story was turning out to be more like Cinderella more so than Snow White. While Dan was at work and his fiancée away making wedding plans I was put to work vacuuming the floors and folding the laundry then I had to clean up the kitchen and polish the furniture. By the time I was done I was completely exhausted and I still had to cook dinner. When all was finally done and over with Dan just looked at the food and took a few bites.
“This is crap.” He said picking at the spaghetti.
“Honey your daughter is terrible at cooking she should at least know when to stop using salt.”
“She isn’t my daughter!” Dan got upset and threw his food at me.
“That’s it! I’ve lost Mom and I lost my real parents. I find out you never gave a shit witch was never really a big surprise, but I’m stuck here now, you’ll have to at least acknowledge that I am another person. You selfish pig!” I withdrew from the table and went to my room.
Dan barged into my room and grabbed me by the hand which sent a sharp pain up my arm. He threw me down on the floor in the living room and then continuously kicked me until I had bruises all over and a cut lip. His fiancée just gazed on with no look of compassion or sympathy, but more so of disgust as if I had ruined her life. After he finished he walked away leaving me on the ground alone.
I woke up early the next morning still on the floor bruised and hurt all over. I could barely move without wincing. I slowly moved toward my room and made sure not to wake anyone. I crawled back into bed and hid there the rest of the day. I wanted to runaway so desperately, but it would be too much of a feat with the state that I am in and never mind the fact that I wouldn’t know where to go once I did manage to escape. So I did what I could and waited till I had no other chose.

Unfortunately Dan didn’t like me not pulling all the weight in the house and made me clean the floors after that he said I could remain in my room until dinner. I really wished that he wasn’t such a fan of tile and wood, the only rooms that had carpet were the bedrooms and living room and he has a big house. After doing the bathrooms and the second story my knees began to get cut up and I had to clean up blood on top of the grime and crud that the floor was already caked in. I wonder if this is what Mom had to go through.
Living at this house was the same as living in prison only the murderous criminals had more freedom than me. I was a slave and when the entire house was clean I would be sent to my room not that I minded. It was the only place where I could be at peace and not have to see Dan’s pinched up face. Trapped in this four walled room didn’t bring much entertainment so for the hours that I was stuck in my room I would look at the pictures of my parents and of Mom. Sometimes I would talk to the pictures like my parents could hear me. It was the only outlet that I had.

One day a storm had run through the town casting streaks of lighting in the darkened sky. Rain poured down on the streets below and thunder roared from the clouds above. I sat in my room listening to the pounding of rain drops on the roof and windows. The light in my room started to flicker. I guess a fuse blew. I went out to the living room where I saw Dan sitting on the couch sipping at a cup of coffee and his fiancée curled up on a chair.
“Uh…Dan…the power went out do you want me to go get candles?” I asked.
“Whatever, candles are down in the basement. While you’re down there don’t touch anything.”
I walked over to the door that led to the basement and looked back over towards Dan. What an ass, “Don’t touch anything” I mimicked. As I headed down the steps I looked at the packed up boxes, but couldn’t tell which one contained the candles. I began randomly opening some of the boxes, but then I stumbled upon an unmarked box inside of it contained pictures and trinkets as I looked closer at a picture I saw it was Mom and him back when they were probably in their twenties. Wow they look so happy together. I can’t believe that is Dan he looks nothing like the Dan that I know. I wonder why he kept this stuff I thought he hated Mom.
“What are you doing! Didn’t I say don’t touch anything!” Dan’s voice boomed.
“I was just looking for the candles I’m sorry. But why did you keep all the pictures of Mom?”
“It is none of your business you cunt!” He came down the stairs and grabbed me by my hair. I felt the roots being pulled out of my skull.
“Dan…please.” I begged, but he pulled me all the way up to the living room and once again threw me against the carpet. I wouldn’t get hit again I got up from the ground and dusted myself off.
“You get back on the ground!”
“I’ve had enough you can go back to your life without me. If you still loved Mom than you shouldn’t have left her. It’s your fault that she died!”

And just like that it was over he ran at me and I couldn’t think of anything to do. But I wasn’t going to be a rag doll I did the only thing I could do I ran towards my room and grabbed my already packed duffle bag. I thought that by not unpacking my bag it would just comfort me in knowing that there was a possibility of running away, but the time had come for me to leave. I pulled it over my shoulder and tore open my door. Dan was right in front of me and even though we were in the dark I saw his eyes filled with rage.
“I have nothing to say to you.” I said remaining calm and I continued to walk past him and headed towards the door.
“Where the hell do you think your going I’m not done with you yet!” Dan yelled and pulled on my arm.
“Let me go!” I screamed. When he didn’t I picked up a vase from the nearby table and hit him on the head with it. He shouted in pain and blood began to trickle down his forehead. I gasped for a moment; I can’t believe I just did that. I didn’t linger there for too long for as soon as Dan got his footing back he would charge at me. I turned away and swung open the front door and began my journey towards a new life. I felt in powered for hitting Dan and seeing him bleed.

I wandered the streets for hours and eventually found a stoop that had a little protection from the storm that still bellowed. I grabbed a blanket from my bag and nestled in trying to maintain the warmth. After awhile passer bys started throwing money at me. By two hours I had made fifteen bucks in small bills and change. I had managed to sleep on the stoop for an entire night. When I woke up I decided it was time to search for a better shelter.
What do I do? Sigh... You really got yourself into a mess Kagome. There was no chance of me being able to sleep in a warm comfy bed with pillows. It was around three in the afternoon when I finally found a house which looked abandoned. I jumped over the fence and snuck to the patio. I looked in the house to make sure there wasn’t a person in sight and then I crept to the door and took out a bobby pin and my old library card that I still kept in my wallet and pushed the library card between the door and the door frame meanwhile I unbent the bobby pin and put it in the lock. After a while of fidgeting the door finally opened. I giggled I didn’t actually think that that trick would work since I saw it in a movie.
I walked around the house…it was really big it seemed like the people who did live here were on vacation. Great Kagome now your break in and entering if I get caught I am so screwed. What am I thinking? But that didn’t stop me I continued to look around and then I went upstairs and saw rows of doors. The first door was a master bedroom and the bed was giant. I fell backwards on to it and it was so nice. Real silk and a goose feather comforter I gave the greatest content sigh and before I knew it I had passed out.

“Wake up!” a voice called from the distance. I ran towards it thinking it might be Mom…as I drew near the figure faded.
“Wake the fuck up!” my eye lids flew open and I saw a pair of gold eyes and long white hair. The man was shaking me by the shoulders. Once I came to full consciousness panic began to ripple through me.
“Hey Goldy Locks what you think you’re doing here!” the Man barked again.
“I’m sorry…I can explain…ugh…” Crap how am I going to explain this without him calling the cops.
“I’m listening and look at that my bed is damp! GAH!” Another man ran in to the room that looked like the guy in front of me. He had the same long silver hair only a skinnier face and behind him was a tall guy who had black hair tied back into a small pony tail.
“What is going on Inuyasha?” asked the other man who looked like him.
“We have ourselves a thief!”
“No…this is all a big misunderstanding…please I didn’t steal anything I just needed a place to stay and I thought no one was here. I know it looks and sounds bad… I have no where else to go…” I scrambled to my feet and apologized repeatedly as I head towards the door.
“Wait. You may stay here I apologize for my younger brother. I am Sesshomaru and the man behind me is Miroku.” Sesshomaru said with a smile.
“What are you thinking? We don’t even know her!” Inuyasha barked.
“Inuyasha where else can this girl go. She seems like she has gone through a lot I do not imagine she has ever lived on the streets by the way she looks now.” Miroku interjected.
“Feh…Don’t be shocked when I say I told you so.” With that said Inuyasha walked away.
“What is your name?” Sesshomaru asked.
“Oh ugh…its Kagome…honestly don’t worry about me I don’t think your brother likes me much and I couldn’t possibly stay.”
“Please we insist. Let me show you your room.” Miroku said putting his hand on me and guiding me into the hall.
He took me to the very end of the hall and opened up the last door. The room was bigger than the one at my house and Dan’s house combined. The bed faced the door like Inuyasha’s and was as big. The rooms wallpaper was a shade of burgundy. Windows lined the wall and the curtains were elegant laced black cloth.
“Would you like a tour of the rest of the house?” Miroku asked as I dropped my bag on the bed.
“Sure Miroku. Thank you again for allowing me to stay here.”
I followed Miroku while he described the features of the house. His room was right across from mine and Sesshomaru’s was next to Inuyasha’s. TO the right of the bottom or the stairs was another hallway and the Living room. The study was the door next to the living room and the kitchen was at the very end. In the kitchen Inuyasha and Sesshomaru were having a heated argument which made Inuyasha get up and storm out of the room passed Miroku and I.
“What’s wrong with him?” I asked looking at Sesshomaru.
“Inuyasha is just stubborn don’t worry about it. Would you like to eat anything Miroku is a great chef?
“Oh yeah I am starved actually thank you both very much.”
“I’m always glad to serve a beautiful girl such as you.” Miroku said as he picked up my hand.
I blushed and then went over and sat next to Sesshomaru. Miroku started to pile through the fridge and turned on the oven. It was weird how not even a day ago I felt completely unwanted and alone and then I show up here through luck and I feel like I belong here.
“So Kagome how did you get those bruises on your arm and cut lip? If I may ask.” Sesshomaru asked looking straight into my eyes. His eyes pierced me I almost forgot he said anything.
“Oh…no it’s fine, they are from my Dad.” I then began to tell them my life’s story whether they were really interested or not…I just couldn’t help but open up I suppose that I needed someone to just listen.
“Your parents were murdered…that is awful.” Miroku said taking his attention away from his cooking.
“Yeah and I’ve decided that it is up to me to find out who killed them and why.” I said looking down at my bruised wrist. At that Miroku and Sesshomaru gave each other strange looks as if they were speaking to each other without saying a word.
“What?” I asked wondering what they were saying to each other.
“Nothing, say Kagome why don’t you go and tell Inuyasha that dinner is ready.” Sesshomaru said while he walked through the door that linked the kitchen and the study. “
“Inuyasha hates me though…” I sighed.
“Don’t worry Kagome Inuyasha will come around it just takes him awhile to adjust to people.” Miroku smiled.
I got up from the chair and headed off to track down Inuyasha. I was on my way to check to see if he was in the living room when I heard a grunting noise from the door that Miroku said was the basement. I slowly opened the door and saw that it was a giant training room, it almost looked like the kind of training room James Bond or Lara Croft would have. There I saw Inuyasha doing pull-ups his chest was gleaming with sweat and yet there was something strange about his appearance and as I drew closer I noticed he was wearing ears…like the kind that ‘furries’ wear…I rolled my eyes. Great I am in a house with a bunch of ‘furries’…your human dumb ass. Inuyasha then saw me and I guess I took him by surprise because he fell from the pull up bar.
“What the hell are you doing in here! Didn’t Miroku tell you this room is strictly off limits!” Inuyasha yelled.
“I…I’m very sorry, but why are you wearing dog ears?” I just couldn’t stop staring at them they were really real looking.
“Wha…ah fuck!” Inuyasha exclaimed placing his hands on top of his head and touching the ears with his fingers I then noticed that they twitched at his touch.
I screamed, his ears are real! I started to move closer to him…his face was like a deer caught in the head lights and he was weary of me for when I came closer he scurried backwards. I manage to corner him and I placed my hand up and put the ear between my two fingers. Inuyasha then let out a small moan and I quickly retracted my hand.
“Oh sorry…ugh Miroku wanted me to tell you dinner is ready.” I said…trying to end the moment.
“You’re…You’re not weirded out?” Inuyasha said still focusing on me.
“Well…no actually you remind me of a little puppy!” I smiled…he then began to get twitch his eye.
“A puppy! I can rip you apart within an instant !” Inuyasha said his ego obviously hurt.
“So what are you? I mean you’re obviously not human.”
“Well, I’m a half dog demon…that is all you need to know now get out of here you’re not allowed to be in here.”
I went back into the kitchen and stared at Miroku as he finished up dinner. I wonder what kind of demon he is…and does that mean Sesshomaru is a half demon too….hmm…what the hell this is impossible I can’t believe I actually bought into it. There are no such things as demons. I am just in a house with a crazy person.
“Kagome what is on your mind?” Miroku asked looking questioningly at me.
“Oh nothing…” his eyes still sat upon me, “Alright, I know this is going to sound crazy I don’t know if I even believe it myself, but is Inuyasha a demon?”
Miroku quickly turned back to his pot of stew. “What makes you say that Kagome?”
“I saw him in the training room and he had dog ears…and what do you guys do that room was more advanced than what a person would get just to work out?” this place had secrets that is for sure, but I am tired of secrets if I am going to stay here I need to at least know who and what these guys are and what they do for a living.
“I see, perhaps this conversation is better left for when both Inuyasha and Sesshomaru are present.” At the mention of his name Sesshomaru came in and Inuyasha followed in shortly still sweaty and shirtless only now his ears were gone.
“Is dinner ready Miroku?” Sesshomaru asked.
“Almost go ahead and sit down, but Sesshomaru it seems that our lady friend has discovered more than just how handsome I am.” Miroku joked.
“Ah, Inuyasha was reckless than. So Kagome tell me what do you know?” Sesshomaru asked staring once again into my eyes.
“Well I saw the training room thing and Inuyasha had ears…he says he is a demon and that was it. What the hell is going on here? What are you guys?”
“Inuyasha is only a half demon, Miroku is a human, and I am a full demon. I suppose it is better that you learned of it now rather than later. It would have gotten difficult to hide it forever.”
“Peh…I’m more demon than you’ll ever be Sesshomaru.” Inuyasha snubbed.
“Demons…half demons…look guys if I am going to live here than I need to at least know the basics like what you guys do for a living and anything else that might cause problems down the road.”
“Who says you have to live here.” Inuyasha mumbled only to be met by the fist of Miroku on top of his head.
“It is only fair that you have told us your story that we shall enlighten you on ours. Inuyasha and I are brothers, but only by our father. Inuyasha’s mother was human and mine was a demon like our father. We come from six generations of assassins and that is our trade. Miroku’s father was our father’s best friend so Miroku has always been like a brother to us.”
“Yeah a perverted brother we never wanted.” Inuyasha muttered. “Sesshomaru what are you thinking telling this girl everything about us she could turn us in right behind our back. Are you crazy!”
“Inuyasha I do not think we have to worry about that.” Sesshomaru didn’t show any change in emotion. It was as if he didn’t even care if I knew about them. I just sat there unable to say anything…Miroku had placed the food in front of us and sat down at the table.
“Assassins…you kill people for a living…you murder them…” I said unable to bring my voice up from a whisper. I stared blinkingly at the center of the table. Who were these nut jobs that I was with.
“It isn’t as bad as it sounds. Yes we kill people, but they are usually people of the underground. Not innocent civilians.” Miroku said holding on to my hand. I suppose it made sense. I was taken back by my reaction that if this was anyone else telling me they were demons and assassins I would freak out and try to get as far away as I could, but I sensed something about these guys that made me trust them. I didn’t doubt that they wouldn’t hurt me or do anything malicious to me.
“But Kagome, since you know this information on us you can never leave here or say anything to anyone. You either join us or we will have a problem.” Sesshomaru voice was stern and he was completely serious.
“I understand. There is nothing left for me out there anyway I suppose.” I glimpsed over at Inuyasha he was leaning back in his chair staring at me with his arms folded. The dinner itself was quit with occasional smiles from Miroku. Sesshomaru took the rest of his meal into his study. He was so mysterious and always calm meanwhile Inuyasha was the complete opposite he was always aggressive and sarcastic. I had only known Inuyasha for not even a full day and already I grew irritated of him.
I had no idea what was in store for me or what I even got myself into. Yet I am not worried I found a place where I just might belong. Now my only concern was finding out what happened to my parents and avenge their death. I have found a life that isn’t based on a lie…or is it.