InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Property of an Angel ❯ Property of an Angel ( Chapter 1 )

Hey, people! Yeah I'm back!
I do not Inuyasha.
I do own The Solstice Rose because I made them up.
P.S. The Solstice Rose consists of: Kiyomi, Hitoshi, Yuri, Yoko, Keichi, Hitomi, Akemi, Tetsuo, Takeshi, and Masashi.
Kabukicho, Tokyo
I walked through the dark busy streets of Kabukicho one of the most dangerous parts of Tokyo with my eyes closed using my nose and ears to guide me. Infamous for being the place where the Yakuza gang formed, Kabukicho is also crawling with low life vermin like gamblers, gang bangers, drug dealers, etc.; exactly the kind of place my targets like to hide in. I am Kiyomi Higurashi; I'm seventeen years old.
I'm a highly trained assassin; I kill whoever has a huge bounty on their head and don't hesitate to kill them. You can call me heartless, you can call me a bitch, but my only interest is doing what's best for my little sister, Kagome Higurashi she's sixteen years old. You could tell we aren't related; with her cream colored skin and my honey colored skin, her brown eyes and my one gold and one green eyes, her ebony hair and my silver hair and dog ears, her slim but strong form and my thick and strong form, her being human me being an inu hanyou; we are total opposites. However, she's the closest thing I have to family after my foster family, the Higurashis, died in a car crash when I was six and she was five. I work hard and get in as many bounties as I can to make sure, when I'm eighteen, we can have a secure life and be free of those bastards Masashi and Naraku.
After my foster mom, Aiko Higurashi, died, she left us to Naraku and Masashi in her will, which I don't understand because she hated both of them. Naraku was a, now 19, evil bastard who tried constantly to abuse Kagome, and, when I wasn't there, he did. Women find him irresistible and constantly try to hurt Kagome and me for even going near him; shit, they can have him. I have to admit he is cute; he had pale skin, long black hair, red eyes, and a very toned body, but I still wish he was dead. The only thing that holds me back from killing him is Masashi, Naraku's, now 20-year-old, friend. Masashi, in my opinion, is the spawn of Satan himself! However, he is very handsome; he had creamy white skin, natural blonde hair, and a very well built body. He looked like an angel except for his crimson eyes. I hate him more than anything and sometimes, he drives me to the point of suicide, but I won't let him have that satisfaction. He beats me, tortures me in ways no one could even imagine, and rapes me almost every night, except I take it willingly, sort of. How can I take it you ask, well if I didn't allow him to do any of this he'd kill me but most importantly, Kagome.
When he first started with these assaults, I tolerated it, until he molested me and Naraku hurt Kagome; that's when we ran away. It almost worked but he found us and dragged us back home. When he had locked Kagome in our room he dragged me in his and took my innocence, I was only seven. I've never been the same since; I train harder, my attitude has changed completely, and I'm stronger physically and mentally. Kagome isn't any different; she is molested repeatedly every time I leave. She's changed from a sweet innocent little girl to a strong, kind, and independent woman, which is probably for the best.
My eyes flashed open as I found my target, Akira Geretsu. I run towards the scent that I knew from what the police had given me. My black trench coat flew around me revealing my black tank top with padding so I don't have to wear a bra, black shorts, and my silver hand held rail gun. Akira ran faster as he noticed me three feet behind him. He ran into an alley, which was probably the stupidest thing to do. I turned into the alley and saw that he wasn't there. I looked up and saw him climbing the fire escape ladder, typical. I pointed my gun above his hand and pulled the trigger. He gasped and let go falling to the ground. I walked towards him seeing the fear in his eyes, he didn't want to die, too bad. I looked up at the setting sun, only a few minutes before sunset. The light of the sun shined off my silver choker necklace Masashi gave me before I found out he was evil. The day I found out he was evil was the day I found out that it was a shock collar that can only be removed by a special key that Masashi had thrown in the Pacific years ago. The man gasped recognizing the representation that marked my assassin identity, the silver choker necklace.
"Y-Your Silver Shadow!" he stuttered.
I nodded.
"Please have mercy! I have three kids and a wife!" he pleaded.
I knew he was lying, what a cliché excuse. I raised the gun to his head.
"Please, I don't want to die!" he bawled.
"Maybe you should have thought of that before you burned that orphanage down or killed those three kids for twenty bucks! Don't make me look like the bad guy when I'm not!" she snapped.
The sun was approximately three seconds from setting.
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"The sun has set"
2
"Meaning your shadow must"
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"Disappear"
BOOM!
I looked at the dead body of the man and yawned, I was tired and bored. I bound his wrists and ankles in rope, clasped a hook on the rope on his ankles, and dragged him behind me out of the alley as if he were a dog. I walked down the streets with a bored look on my face, ignoring the people who stared at me with shock and disgust at how unceremoniously I dragged the man behind me. Like they could say anything less about me, I can smell that most of them are drug dealers and prostitutes. I made it to the police station and walked to the counter. The officer looked me up and down mostly at my shirt.
"I'm up here jackass," I snapped.
"Oh, well I'll just take him off your hands."
He reached for the rope I was holding but I slapped his hand away.
"Give me the money first," I ordered bluntly.
"Of course," he said.
He walked behind the counter and pulled out a bag of money that was marked '2,000,000 dollars'. I snatched it away and looked into it to make sure there was actually money inside, there was.
"So what organization do you work for?" the officer asked as some other officers took the body.
"What makes you think I'm part of an organization?" I questioned.
"The words engraved on your necklace, I just assumed they meant you are a member of some assassin group," he said.
"I work alone, this is a gift nothing more," I stated walking out the door.
I ran toward the other side of Tokyo to the Azabu-juban area, where my new house is. We had to move because Naraku almost killed a guy who talked to Kagome. I arrived at the house; it was a normal, white two-story house with a big backyard, a pool, and a Jacuzzi. I walked inside quietly and shut the door behind me; the last thing I wanted was for Masashi to see me. I tiptoed across the living room and froze when the lights flicked on. I felt to arms cross over my chest and shivered when he breathed down my neck.
"Welcome back, my dear," he whispered seductively in my ear.
"Thank you," I replied.
I always spoke like a robot around him.
"How much did you earn tonight?" he asked.
He slithered his hands under my tank top and massaged one of my breasts while rolling the nipple of the other between his thumb and fore finger. I moaned quietly but quickly covered it with a cough. This body of mine lusted for the man, but my heart didn't.
"I earned 2,000,000 dollars," I responded.
"What a nice portion, how about we celebrate with a few dirty margaritas?" he suggested.
"You know I don't drink," I reminded him.
He let out a short laugh and let his hands roam while sucking on my neck. He was being to gentle, it scared me.
"Do you mind if I retire to bed, it's my first day at a new school tomorrow," she enlightened.
"Yes actually I do mind," he started, "but I guess you do need to rest."
I held back my sigh of relief and walked up the stairs.
"Kiyomi," Masashi called making me freeze.
"Yes?" I asked.
"You'll sleep in my bed tonight. And where that white nightgown I bought you, that's the only thing I want you to wear," he stated smirking.
I shuddered and nodded.
'Be strong Kiyomi, you don't want Kagome ending up like you. You need her to be safe and happy at all times. Even if it means giving up your body to this man, you have to be strong for her!' she assured herself.
I walked into my room and saw a box on the bed. I hesitantly picked it up and opened it. I held the contents of the box in front of me; it was barely a nightgown! It was a white, silk baby doll nightgown that ended inches above mid thigh. I sighed, put it on, and then remembered that Masashi only wanted me to wear only the nightgown. I felt sick to my stomach even though it wasn't the first time I had been violated like this; heck, I've had 11 years worth! I sighed again and slid my panties off.
I hesitantly walked into Masashi's room to find him naked with the white bedding covering his waist down. He smirked and gestured me over. I walked to the opposite side of him, got under the covers, and turned my back towards him. He then flipped me on my left side and pressed me against his naked frame. He grabbed my right leg, wrapped it around his waist, and slid into me. I whimpered as he pumped quickly in and out of me. I looked up at him hating the weakness in my eyes. He returned my gaze and smirked. I gasped and held onto his shoulders as he started thrusting inside me hard and rough. He leaned down and returned his lips to the hickey he had made earlier, intending to make it darker. He finally withdrew from me and let me roll back over on my right side.
I tugged my gown down to where it was originally and got comfortable, if that was possible. Masashi snaked his arms around my waist and pressed me against him. I traced the words engraved on the necklace he gave me and let a silent tear roll down my cheek. It read in beautiful calligraphy a title I have been and always will be:

'Property of an Angel'