InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Canine ❯ Kagome ( Chapter 2 )

Kagome sat there, it had been hours, she didn't know exactly how long, she just knew if she moved she was dead. The room was small, and damp. There were no lights except for the moonlight that barely shown through the small window 7 feet high to kagome's left side.

She pulled her knees to her chest as the memories of the last 11 a half months came flooding back. Her parents died in a car accident. It happened to so many people, it wasn't anything special. Just another statistic.

Losing her parents the day after her birthday was hard but the months after were harder. She had no family to go to and they tried to send her to an orphanage, but unfortunately that didn't work out as well as she wanted it to. It just so happened that it wasn't an all girl orphanage and she was the best looking one of the bunch. They never touched her, but they threatened; at first. It took a few weeks, but they started the beatings. She knew what they were doing. They were trying to break her, to make her their toy. They needed her to give up hope and surrender to their desired; LIKE FUCKING HELL!!! So she took off.

The tree. There was a tree. Oh she loved the tree. She stayed there for the first 5 months. She wandered the streets during the day picking food from here and there. The last month however, guys started to notice her. They knew where she stayed and that she had no where. If she disappeared no one would notice. The perfect toy.

She closed her dry eyes, pushing those thoughts from her mind. Right now she had another thing to worry about. The person that held her was the head of whatever organization they were running, if you'd call it that. She'd had been in this guys custody for almost 6 months. She will be turning 16 in a week or so and she was to spend it here, but that was the least of her worries. She wasn't the only person here at first, there were two others. She wasn't directly told what happened to them but she heard "them" talking to each other. The first girl to leave was a woman named Kagura. She came from an unheard of part of Japan. Her parents had to sell her to "them" to keep from loosing their house. She was taken a few weeks after kagome agreed to go.

The other girl was by far the greatest friend kagome ever had. Her name was sango. Her Little brother had traveled to America with a group of friend and decided that he loved it there and wanted to stay. He hardly had any money, and since Sango's parents were long since dead, Kohaku saved up all his money and paid her way there. The only problem was that "they" kept her and demanded more money. He needed more time to pay so they decided to make good use of her; or at least they tried. She's been back four times in these six months because the guys couldn't break her. They kept "returning" her. Apparently they tried different techniques, each one worse than that other and yet nothing has worked. She didn't stay any longer than two weeks, but this time she has been gone for a month. Each time she left and came back she had some horror stories. They tried to beat her, have sex with her, and train her to be a "personal" slave. Who knows what they are doing to her now.

 

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Miroku sat there, starring at his pants that were just out of his reach. He had something to do this morning that was important or something, but he couldn't remember. That bowl he smoked last night kinda made everything this morning seem a little...slow. What was it he had to do? Why did his pants have to be so far? Screw it, he decided to go back to sleep.

It took him about 21 seconds to remember 'pick up hot girl'.

He sat up immediately.

Standing he grabbed for his pants and went in search for his keys. In the process he stepped on a pile of empty chip bags and slipped. Due to the way he was walking he fell forward, unfortunately a rotten bowl on a chair sat in his cash path. As soon as he hit the chair, covering himself an gooey milk, the doorbell rang.

"AHH" Miroku screamed and he fell to the floor, covered in now broken pieces of the chair.

"Miroku what the hell are you doing in there? You do know we have to escort that girl to your club." Inu Yasha screamed threw the door.

Miroku turned around trying to get as much of the milk goop and wood chunks off of him.

Inu Yasha tried to open the door, but it was locked. "Open the fucking door Miroku"

"HOLD ON INU YASHA!!!" MIroku screamed. "You damn impatient half bread" he whispered.

"I heard that" Inu Yasha snorted.

 

Miroku sat in the passenger's side of the car looking out the window. Inu Yasha glanced over ever so often, but only to see Miroku making cutesy eyes at some underdressed females walking down the street.

"And those girls wonder why Miroku acts all perverted toward them." Inu Yasha mumbled.

"What was that?" Miroku asked.

"Nothing" Inu Yasha gritted his teeth. Miroku wasn't able to see it, actually not very many people would, but he was nervous. The idea of meeting this girl has him nervous for some reason. It wasn't like he never met a girl before; it was just that he felt like there was more to this girl. She had been threw things that reminded her of his past. He was curious to see what she was like. She seemed to him to be the shy type. What if she was the short tempered type? He smiled at the thought. He'd have fun with her.

It didn't take very long after that to reach where they were keeping her. It was in a warehouse towards the airport, the central for prostitute pickups. There weren't very many houses near and the police station was across town, not to mention easy access to the sea. Perfect place!

 

She sat there, starring at the wall, what she could see of it at least. This was the same thing as yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that. She hadn't showered in about two weeks and was about due for another one. It was sick the way they kept her there. The corner closest to the door was what she used for her toilet. She was truly filthy.

"She may have been beautiful but she's filth now" a man's voice was heard off in the distance. Kagome sat up and looked toward the door. They were coming closer, but why? "I don't know if you'll get much use out of her." he spoke again. Use? What USES could they be talking about?

"Feh, what we do with her is non of your business"

Kagome's eye's opened wide. Who was that?

"What my temperamental friend here is trying to say is that it doesn't matter what she looks like, we could always fix her up."

Kagome started to back up against the wall furthest from the door. That last comment was made right on the other side meaning they were coming to get her. Possibly putting her to 'work'.

The door unlatched and in came a familiar face; that man she referred to as 'him'. What did he want?

"There she is" 'he' smiled at her as he began to walk closer. A murderous glint shone within his eyes. He hated her, but she never knew why. She always suspected it was just because she was a woman.

As he got closer she tried even harder to mold herself into the wall.

"Back off Naraku" that voice sounded behind "him'.”I don't want you giving her a stroke, then what use will I have of her"

Kagome looked up only to lock eyes with the most gorgeous man she ever saw. Golden eyes, silver hair, doggy ears...wait doggie ears. She stared at them, only to smile, which did not go unnoticed.

That's when he got a good look of her, when she saw his ears. She just stared. He was able to see her then. Dark brown eyes, chocolate colored hair, messy yet cute. An innocence just shown off of her. He didn't notice however Miroku did, but he was starring as well. Especially when she smiled at his ears. It moved her head just enough to allow the sun that shown through the door to lighten up her skin, her pale skin. Pale and perfect; not one blemish, dirt but no blemish.

Miroku stood off to the side observing his friends behavior. Oh amusing it was. "Well" miroku clapped his hands and smiled. "I guess we should get her loaded into the car."

Naraku smiled, "do you mind if I have some alone time with the wench really fast?"

Inu Yasha's glare fixed on Naraku as he spoke his words threw clenched teeth. He had no idea why Naraku wanted to spend alone time with the girl but he sure wasn't going to let him. "Yes I mind, now get her fucking things so we can go."

Miroku placed his hand in his friend's shoulder. "I think it would be best if you did as Inu Yasha requests. He didn't wake up in a very good mood this morning. His bitch last night wasn't all what he thought she would be and he's grumpy." Miroku smiled. Naraku smiled and nodded, knowing exactly what Inu Yasha supposedly felt.

Inu Yasha was now starring at Miroku like he grew an extra head.

"Then I guess I should let you on your way. This bitch has no belongings, just take her" when he said it, it was as if he really didn't care about this girl. Like she really was just a dog, and even then he should have shown some respect for her. What a prick.

Brushing it off, Miroku walked over to the door and stood there, making sure that Naraku didn't have anything up his sleeve.

Inu Yasha just stared at the girl. She was now in the fetal position with her eyes closed. Every time he tried to reach out to her or get closer she would make more of an attempt to blend in with the wall. Inu Yasha could take only so much of this before he snapped. He wasn't going to hurt the girl, why was she so afraid, what did that bastard do to her?

He was now on his knees leaning closer to the girl, trying to remove the matted hair from her face. She flinched, and tried to move away, sending Inu Yasha into irritation mode. He started to growl.

This inhuman growl reached kagome ears, causing her to look up. She expected to see the strange man preparing to perform form kind of hideous act upon her, not pick her up bridal style and walk from the room. Nope that was unexpected. She also didn't see it coming when he placed her gently in the back seat of a BMW and buckle her in. What the hell was this guy on? She was the kind of girl that was gagged and dragged into the back of a van.

That's when she noticed it. Off in the distance a familiar girl was struggling against some guys, screaming her head off. She was now locked in the car and could do nothing as she watched this girl be smacked around until she stopped moving enough to move her. Poor sango. That girl never gave up though. She refused to belong to anybody and did a good job at letting others know that.

She sat there waiting, not sure for what, but waiting. The two guys were in the car, sitting quietly. The one in the passengers seat seemed to be in his own little world after he saw the guys beat down on Sango. The guy with the cute doggie ears; who was digging his rather long finger nails into the stirring wheel, was having his own problems. It was as if he was fighting some inner demon long since stored deep within. Kagome knew this kind of demon well.

Sitting back into his seat, the half bread turning on the car and put into drive. No one dare talked or moved for a great deal of time. NO one knew what to say.

Sighing, kagome rested her head on the window and looked out to her surroundings. She was looking at the buildings and watched the children play as they drove down the street until it hit her. She had no idea where she was. It didn't freak her out though, for some strange reason. Maybe spending just under 6 months in a dark room would take away from it.

"What's your name" a voice broke the silence. She looked up to see the most gorgeous golden eyes looking at her threw the review mirror. She didn't know what to say. She wanted his to know her name, but that was something personal to her now. Only Sango and Kikyo knew her name. It was all she had left. "Well, are you going to tell me or what?"

Kagome just closed her eyes. If she kept looking into his eyes she was going to tell him everything.

"Feh, if you don't tell me what to call you I'm sticking with wench"

She didn't reply.

"Fine!"

And that was the end; well up until they reached the club. That was bound to be a disaster.

Inu Yasha reached the door of the club, which at this time wasn't guarded by bouncers. Instead it had the same security code set up at the office, with the exception of the card scanning, which only Inu Yasha, Sesshomaru, and Miroku had. Most people would have thought that it wasn't hard to beat one of the three and steal the card, but that wasn't the only issue. Not only did the codes and card swiping need to be in a certain order, but the thing that you swipe the card it was hidden. Only those three would know where it was.

Reaching into his pocket he grabbed the card that was needed. Pressing the number code in he swiped his card (which I am not at liberty to say where), then entered the letter code. It took a moment, but the door beeped, telling them that they could enter.

As soon as you enter the club you are welcome by a sound proof hallway. NO one knew why sesshy decided to make it sound proof, but it's his club, so who cares. From there, there's only one way you can go, the door at the end of the hall...lol...der. from there you are dead in the center of all the excitement, unless you are there before hours like this group was. To the immediate right was the stairs to the office. Besides that all you have to do it walk down the mini stairs and your on the dance floor/ dining area. If you kept walking you'd end up at the stage, which was currently blocked by a large black piece of fabric that some would call a curtain.

Anyway, our characters are still at the entrance of this glorious room of entertainment. To the right, the stairs that went to the office was still there, and to the left, stairs that went up to two different floors that held a good 50 rooms. Told you Sesshomaru was ok with the sex as you please. The rooms were also free for all, as long as you were gone before lunch time. There was a nice wake up call for you every morning around 11.

On each side of the "dance floor" where a single set of stairs leading up to the loft that held the buffet. It wasn't very big, but was able to hold enough. The buffet was right over the stage, and faced the office that over looked everything. The tinted windows of the office kept anybody from seeing anything ever, so they were pretty safe. The office was sound proof too, but that one was understandable.

Miroku led the two up the stairs toward their destination; which at the moment only he knew. They didn't stop at the first story of rooms; they went straight for the second, to the room at the very end of the hall. The door was bigger and made out of something thick and heavy, or so it appeared. It could have been made of paper with the painting of large heavy door on it and they wouldn't' know the difference.

Miroku led them down the hall and towards the door. Taking out a key ring full of keys he picked the right one immediately and unlocked the door. Putting both hands on the handle, he pulled as hard as he could. Yes the door was heavy, for a human.

There was nothing special about the room, with the exception of all the "toys". There was a bed, bathroom, and a wall covered in chains and whips. Inu Yasha looked at Miroku questionably.

"Why is there a room like this here?" Inu Yasha asked. "And why is this the one the wench is going to be in?"

Miroku smiled nervously. "Um, we aren't all innocent here Inu Yasha. We get those who want to be "punished”...or something like that. Sesshomaru makes them pay for the room and they get it till the normal time the next day. They just can't do anything that will cause a need for a doctor" Miroku laughed.

Inu Yasha didn't. "And why is she being kept in here?"

Miroku smiled innocently. "Terin's request"

"WHAT?!

 

Down stairs, Sesshomaru sat while all the performers went over their numbers. When the loud painful screaming of his younger brother came threw the music he smiled inside. His brother must have seen the room.

 

"Please Inu Yasha" Miroku begged. Inu Yasha had backed Miroku against the wall with all the chains.

"I SWEAR ON MY MOTHER'S GRAVE THAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO HER I WILL RIP YOUR HEART OUT OF YOUR CHEST"

"no no nothing will happen to her." he begged.

Inu Yasha grabbed him by the throat. "Nothing better"

"STOP" the wench screamed from the door way.

"huh" Inu Yasha looked at the girl. This was the first time he hear her talk and it was out of fear. There was a chill in her voice that ran down to his bones. She knew what was happening.

"Just stop it, please" tears threatening to fall.

Everything about her just looked so pathetic. The way she stood, the look in her eyes, the condition of her clothes. At that moment she wasn't a whole person, and she knew that. She didn't have her freedom yet, and the only way to get it was to become something that could possibly destroy her.

Inu Yasha let Miroku go. Looking down at his feet he pointed towards the bathroom. "You can clean up there, I will send some girls up to tend to you; give you clothes, cut your hair, feed you. Everything you need."

Kagome just stood there as Inu Yasha grabbed Miroku and dragged him out of the room.