Family Curse by Daughters of Eden

The Beginning

Disclaimer: We hold no ownership to Inuyasha. Plot belongs to Arc-An Angel.

Family Curse

Chapter 1: The Beginning

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It has been said, two warring families so fierce, has shaken history that people hardly speak of its events, in fear of a repetition to ever occur again. Yet, people could not help but rumor of what had started this feud and what had resulted in the end. Some have said there was a bloodline of rivalry between the two for power; others claim it had to do with affairs and greed.

Whatever the reason, the hatred between these two powerful families had caused so much destruction that a powerful sorceress had cast a spell on the two families to end the feud.

Now that was centuries ago, people regard all this as a myth, a legend like any other made up story. No one could believe such a tale as a sorceress casting spells to end family feuds. If there was such a thing, there were no reports of any descendents having any abnormalities and such, adding to the myth.

And if the warring family story was true, the bloodlines would've killed each other off, if anything, to end the war. And thus, that story remains a mythological tale, while a new story begins...

A gush of black mass flew past, making this person all a blur as the main heroine, encountered every teenager's disaster they could ever experience. The start of another school year...

A loud groan echoed throughout the area as this teenager rummaged through her room for her missing items. She bent over looking under her bed and tossed any unturned clothing or item in search for it. She screamed in agony when her head hit the underside of her bed as she raised her head up.

Whining, she rubbed her head as she sat in the middle of her messy room, in her school's uniform: a blue wool plaid skirt, a clean white sailor blouse with a short black scarf as a necktie, as the winter clothing, and dark blue knee high socks. She cursed under her breath as she tried running her hand through her unruly black mass of hair that had grown untidy as she looked all over her room for her black dress shoes.

She had then heard a snicker to the side and knew who it was. She really didn't feel like dealing with that runt of a sibling of hers right now.

"Looking for something?"

The teenager ignored the younger boy that leaned on the door frame that led outside her room. His arms were behind him, holding a black object in his hands, as he watched his elder sister continue to look around her room.

"Go run into a car or something, I'm busy." She grunted when she was unsuccessful at looking for the pair.

Rolling his eyes he held up the black object that was behind his back, "Well, if you don't want your shoes, I'll go do that."

The elder sister's head snapped her head and jumped from her sitting spot so quick, the boy didn't have enough time to react when the shoes were snatched away from him. He instead screamed and ran out of the room calling for his mother. The teenager girl muttered incoherent words about little brothers and shoes, before she quickly placed on her shoes and made a dash for the kitchen.

She grabbed the toasted piece of bread as soon as it popped out of the toaster and grabbed her school bag. She had rushed pass her little brother who was sticking his tongue after her, and then slammed open the door, only to bump into her mother. She didn't have time for this.

"I know, I know, get home as soon as possible, take care of the kid and gramps, and tend the shop. Blah, blah, blah. Gotta go, bye." she didn't give her exhausted mother a chance to talk as she then kissed her cheek and ran out.

She didn't make it to the gate of the shrine, before her name was called. The teenage girl exhaled hard as she screeched to a stop and an elder man came up to her, his hands clasped behind his back. She bit her lip when she quickly glanced at her wristwatch and tapped her foot impatiently. Her first day back and she was running this late! Oh how that stupid hanyou was going to get her good this time, if he got there ahead of her.

She turned to her grandfather and attempted to smile as she replied, "Yes, Gramps?"

The elder man smiled warm-heartedly as he unclasped his hands and took one hand to hold hers, before placing the other hand above her hand. The teenager confusedly looked down to their connected hands and smiled warmly as she felt a cold metal pressed against her palm. Her grandfather took his hands away and clasped them together again as he then said.

"Have a good day and take it easy, especially since it's your birthday."

The girl clutched her hand around the metal and nodded her head as she then kissed her grandfather and departed once more, oblivious to what the day had in store for her.

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Glancing down at her wristwatch, she made a low aggravated grunt when she realized she had less than ten minutes to be in class before she was marked late. Stuffing her mouth with her remaining breakfast, she made a long dash, not daring to waste another minute. Just as she saw her school up ahead, a black sports convertible sped up the street at that moment. The teenager felt a shiver run up her spine as she turned her head to the side, catching a glimpse of platinum tresses passing by in a blur.

She had slowed down somewhat to a jog, watching the owner of the car disappear in the distance as she then stopped at the gates of her school. Unconsciously clutching her fist, she felt a tremor of hatred yet she didn't understand why. Never in her sixteen years of life had she felt such tremendous anger as she did now.

As she was pondering further into this, a familiar feminine voice called out to her.

"Kagome!"

The said girl, turned her head to the direction of the voice, her black mane sweeping to the side as her amazing dark blue eyes looked over and smiled.

There, another teenaged fellow classmate and best friend of hers, stood near the entrance of the school building, waving her hand up to her. Her chestnut brown hair was tied in a high ponytail, saving her the trouble of getting in the way, as her hand that wasn't waving to her friend was occupied. In her other arm, a head stuck tightly in between her arm and her hip, head-locking another fellow classmate, this time a male.

Despite having the same dark blue school suit jacket which bears the GH crest of Goshinboku High, white button up dress shirt underneath, and black trousers as the rest of the male students, the large imprints on his face immediately told her who it was. His midnight black hair was tied in a short ponytail, revealing his two gold earrings he pierced into both his ears and the large victorious smile on his face.

She heaved a sigh as she shook her head in disappointment, walking over to the two fellow students. Her free hand adjusted her yellow backpack over her shoulders, while her other hand continued to hold tightly clutched in a fist; her mind was still lingering on those feelings just a minute ago, before she decided to put it to the side for the moment as she stood before her friends, raising an eyebrow at the two.

"You guys already starting so early in the day? School hasn't even begun and his face is already bright red Sango." Kagome clicked her tongue three times.

The female grimaced as she tossed the young man aside, taking comfort in her best friend as she threw her arms around her, "Don't blame me! I'm once again the victim to this local womanizing, perverted lecher!"

"Ouch, I've been stung by such cruel words! Oh my dear, lovely Sango, your beautiful body is simply too irresistible, especially your derriere. I cannot control these bewitched and cursed hands of mine, if I could."

Sango's eyes narrowed in anger as she looked to the side at the preaching young man, her face bright red as she blushed in both anger and embarrassment. Meanwhile Kagome grinned as she gazed at the young slayer knowingly, pulling her away to prevent further beating for the poor guy.

Taijya, Sango, her best friend since grade school, age sixteen, master demon slayer, has a slight crush on Houshi, Miroku; same age as the two, a training monk, who doesn't hesitate to show his affections for Sango, and yet he has tendencies to womanize and flirt feverously with other women at the same time. Thus giving the young slayer trouble to give mutual feelings and have a steady relationship. Guys could be pretty dense.

"At least he said it's beautiful."

Sango's head quickly snapped to Kagome, scowling dangerously, "Kagome..."

She rolled her eyes as she quickened her pace, pulling the girl along. The young monk followed soon afterwards with a large grin, as his eyes were glued to the swishing behinds of the girls ahead of him. Sango's eyes twitched and her body stiffened as she felt the lecherous eyes upon her. She would've stopped to beat the lecherous monk, if it weren't for Kagome's tight grip on her arm that kept her moving along. Not only could she too feel Miroku's burning gaze behind her but Kagome was well aware of Sango's additional heating glare at her side.

"Yes, yes you can lecture all you want later; right now we're going to be late for class."

As the three students entered inside, the three were normal as can be compared to the students that mingled and attended this school. Even though all the students looked humanly like any other human school, this high school wasn't your typical high school. This school building was inhabited by far more superior beings than a normal human being. Yes, wearing the same uniform as each other and attending the same classes, these students were far more than their looks; these same students whose ancestors were archenemies in the past.

Humans with far more power such as these three students: a demon slayer, a monk, and her, Higurashi, Kagome, a miko; were now cohabiting together trying to learn to get along with one another with these far from humans; these creatures that had ruled long ago, these superior intelligence by power and mind, these deceiving beings that can mix in with human beings and not know who they really are, these demons...

Her natural powers flared around her subconsciously as a natural reaction to protect herself, as she led her friends into the crowded halls. Of course, Kagome didn't have any problems learning with such demons; hell her other best friend was half. She instead proudly and happily accepted this cohabiting ideal as she strongly tried stressing this to others who still lingered in prejudice of race. Maybe this is why Kagome was admired by many, besides her happy-go-lucky demeanor she gave off to those around her. Yet, there was just as many others that disliked her because she was a human, a miko, a bubbly person, or all three.

As the three friends came to a halt in the middle of the lessening crowd, Kagome released Sango's arm and swung around to face her.

"Well, this is where we separate. We'll see you after homeroom." She tipped her two fingers to her forehead in a farewell salute.

Sango scrunched her nose as she turned to the monk, "You touch the birthday girl, and I'll kill you."

Miroku pouted as he innocently wrapped an arm around Kagome as to prove himself harmless, with her in his care.

"Sango, my love, you know it pains me that I cannot change my last name, so I could be with you," he held his other fisted hand to his chest to emphasize his words, "Curse the gods! If I could, I'd change the alphabet and place U next to I."

An animated sweat drop formed on the girl's forehead at the lame and overused pick-up line just said. Deciding to leave before she lost her mind, Sango turned away and started walking down the left hall.

Just as her friend began to walk away, Kagome then saw a platinum haired male down the hall where Sango was headed. The platinum haired male, reminded her of the one she saw earlier and she wondered if the two were linked together. If it did, maybe she could find out what that intense feeling that had overwhelmed her was. So, before Sango was out of hearing distance, she called out to her.

"Sango! Tell Inu, I need to talk to him later!"

Said slayer, turned her head back to her in confusion, but raised her hand up nonetheless to let her know she'll relate the message.

As soon as Sango disappeared into the mass of other students, Kagome leered sideways at Miroku, who still had his arm around her. She closed her eyes, gritting her teeth when she felt the arm that was around her growing tighter.

"If you want that arm to stay intact, I suggest you take it off." She hissed; her eye twitching as Miroku snatched his arm away, laughing nervously as he then followed after the annoyed miko to homeroom.

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After homeroom finished, the students dispersed and classes began for the day. Kagome had history first, to her displeasure. Yet, at the same time was relieved because the hanyou she was looking for was in the same class.

Entering the room, she looked around for her rowdy best friend. Spotting him sitting at the back doing his usual ritual for the morning, she frowned as she headed over to him.

He was dressed as sloppy as usual. His suit jacket was unbuttoned and a few buttons to his dress shirt were buttoned incorrectly, as if he were dressing in the dark. This wasn't that hard to believe. His soft unruly hair was as untamed and messy as ever as it fell over his face, in which he sat slouching over the desk, his arms crossed under his head.

She hummed to herself, holding her fisted hand to her cheek, wondering how to get him up this time. Evilly grinning, she silently came up behind the hanyou and raised her arms over him as she lightly gripped the two triangular dog-like ears on top of his head. She began to rub them, massaging them gently.

Holding back her laughter, a purr-like rumble emitted from the young half-demon. People around glanced over to them before rolling their eyes at the miko and hanyou, smirking in amusement. Just as the teacher opened the door, Kagome gripped the ears tightly and pinched the poor appendages, inflicting pain on the sleeping boy. The hanyou was obviously surprised and didn't expect that attack as he loudly yelped and jumped up in the air from his seat.

Accomplishing her deed for the day, Kagome quickly took her seat as everyone's eyes went directly to the hanyou, who was whimpering as he rubbed his abused puppy ears.

Seeing as he had an audience, the unruly half-demon shouted, "What are ya looking at?!"

Inuyasha heard a cough from the front of the room, causing him to look up from the class to the annoyed teacher that had been standing there for quite a while now.

"Now that you're awakened Inuyasha, may I start my class?" the aggravated history teacher asked.

Inuyasha made a 'tch' sound as he unceremoniously sat back down on his chair, slouching as he stared up at the teacher, to show he was giving him a little attention. After this transition happened, Kagome couldn't help but give a little giggle, one that Inuyasha obviously heard. When the teacher wasn't paying attention and started his lecture on the Senjoku period, Inuyasha swiftly turned his head to Kagome and snarled.

"Whatcha do that for?!"

Students sitting close to them turned around hissing at him to be quiet. Inuyasha made an 'I don't give a fuck' face, not before flicking them off with his finger. The students rolled their eyes as they turned around and began to listen once more to the lecture. Meanwhile, Kagome continued to snicker as she then bent her head down and began scribbling on a piece of paper. She ripped the paper out and folded it three times before she flicked it over to the hanyou.

The half-demon snatched it in mid-flight and unfolded the paper as he read the note.

To wake you up of course, sleeping beauty.

Inuyasha made a low growl as he then quickly scribbled down a response, before he crumpled it up and threw it at her head. Kagome stuck her tongue at Inuyasha as she smoothed out the crumbled paper.

Fuck! You didn't need to do all that!

Kagome rolled her eyes as she wrote back a response to his note. After writing, she folded the paper nicely once more this time into a little paper air plane, before flicking her wrist. The paper air plane flew down to his desk, in which Inuyasha then quickly dismembered the structure.

Yes, I did. We both know you wouldn't have woken up any other way. And why'd you crumple my nice paper? Tree killer!

Kagome side glanced to Inuyasha to see him rolling his eyes as he scribbled down a response before mocking her as he folded the paper nicely, emphasizing this as he folded gently as if it were delicate. He even handed it to her as he raised an eyebrow, challenging her to say something to him. Making a mocking face, Kagome snatched the note from him.

Whatever, tree hugger...

By the way, Sango said ya needed to tell me something. What did ya want to talk about?

Kagome bit her lip as she thought on what she wanted to say. She couldn't come right out and just say that some guy that looked like him drove by and she had wanted to rip the stranger to shreds... for no apparent reason no less. She groaned lowly, it sounded even ridiculous thinking of it.

Heaving a deep breath, she glanced over to Inuyasha. He sat relaxed, leaning back on his chair, not paying any attention to one word the history teacher said. Sighing again, she decided not to mention it. It was probably her imagination anyway. So, she wrote instead.

Never mind it's not important...you look more tired than usual. Rough night?

Raising an eyebrow he slowly puffed a breath of air, blowing his bangs up from his face. He slouched over as he shortly wrote back.

It's nothing. Just the usual arguing with my Pop and he has apparently more news this afternoon. Oh joy...Hey, since it's ya birthday, how about coming to my house to celebrate? That damn monk and Sango have been bugging me lately to get ya out more often.

Kagome chuckled a little when she read his response. Sitting back in her chair, she looked up to the board that was filling with notes. She then placed the piece of paper to the side as she began jotting forgotten class notes down. Tapping her mechanical pencil on her notebook, she side glanced to their previous note. She had promised her mother...

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and began to fiddle with the silver metal band that was around her forefinger. Kagome had placed the ring on her right hand, when she realized she had it still tight in her grip during homeroom. It was a nice trinket gift, even though it's was probably one of the useless and worthless junks in their antique shop. But it's the thought that counts. She then looked sullen at her hand as she stretched it out in front of her.

'He did say to have fun and take it easy, but...'

Her mother's hurt face flashed in her mind and the thought of having to burden her with more things added to her doubt of even going. No matter how much pressure was put on her, it didn't compare to what her mother had to go through, she could at least do this much by taking some responsibility. Not wanting to disappoint her mother, she took out the note and quickly scribbled.

I can't...I got to do the usual things.

Inuyasha didn't like the response she had given him. It was apparent as he wrote harder on the paper, nearly ripping it, before he finished writing. He then crumpled the paper again and threw it on her desk with aggravation, before he crossed his arms as if saying he was done talking. Kagome warily looked at the paper, wondering if she should read it. Deciding against it, she decided it best to at least listen a little bit to what the lesson was about.

Leaning her head on the palm of her hand, she listened to bits and pieces of the droning long lecture. Since Kagome wasn't paying much attention, she was only able to understand that it was a story about two strong families fighting each other, why between these two powerful families, she didn't know. But from what she hears, there was a lot of conflict that eventually led to the destruction and the end of the two bloodlines.

What had interested Kagome the most however was the fact there was an ancient artifact that supposedly possessed powers that could make the holder nearly invincible or something like that she really hadn't been paying attention. The theory is said that the two families were fighting for possession of said item. In her opinion it sounded stupid, because not only did those idiots kill each other for the chance of being indestructible, you destroyed your bloodline for god sakes. God, people those days....

Kagome sighed in relief when the bell rang, indicating the end of history class. Standing and bowing as instructed, the students gathered their belongings and began to exit the classroom. Kagome lingered behind, noticing that even Inuyasha had left. She heaved a sigh while placing her notebook back in her bag, when a crumpled paper fell out. Seeing as she didn't read it, she thought why not now. Smoothing the paper out, she felt guilty as she read the latest message. Clutching the note, she then made a decision as she grabbed her bag. Throwing away the crumpled message in a nearby garbage can, she ran out the door to look for a certain angry half-demon.

The piece of paper lay in the garbage, as dark pencil marks stood out on the used sheet.

Every fucking year you say the same damn thing. Why don't you act your own damn age for once?

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Stretching her arms high in the air, Kagome groaned in exhaustion after her first day of school. She didn't meet up with Inuyasha after history, but she had informed Sango and Miroku to let him know she'd take him up on his offer, to the two friend's delight. Soon after, they agreed to meet out in front of the school gates.

At the moment, it was just her, Sango, and Miroku; with her standing in between the two teenagers as a barrier. Sango kept her distance away from Miroku after just recently being groped from behind; meanwhile Miroku was sporting a nice additional bump on his head, as he sulked to the side. The three were waiting for Inuyasha to show up.

Suddenly, a silver BMW 3 series Coupe sped down the street and loudly screeched to a halt in front of the three teens. Not one of them was the slightest amused by the boy's flashy entrance as he rolled down the window and grinned to them. They were used to it as they sighed, thinking the same thing.

'Spoiled bastard...'

"I call shot-gun-"

"I'll shoot you with a real one, get in the back pervert." Sango hissed as she harshly opened one of the two sided doors.

"Ooh, kinky, I like Sango." He perversely grinned as he was pushed into the back seats of the car.

Sango followed after him, before pulling back the seat allowing Kagome to sit in the front. After everyone was soon settled, Inuyasha pulled out from the curb and was zooming off to his house.

Inuyasha was blaring heavy rock music that could be heard from other cars on the high way as he rolled down the windows and popped the sun-roof. Kagome scowled as she grabbed the radio dial and switched it to a more pop station. Inuyasha made a disgusted face as he took the hand that was on the stick shift and turned it back to his station. Kagome growled as she switched it back.

Miroku and Sango meanwhile, were in the back, watching all this in amusement as the loud music was scrambled going from rock to pop and pop to rock over and over. After five minutes of this, this childish act grew tiring as Sango got aggravated. She sat forward and turned the station to R&B.

"Quit it! You're killing my ears."

Inuyasha scowled, "Bitch, this is my car. And I'm the driver."

Kagome quickly jumped into the argument, "It's my birthday!"

"Oh, so that's where I left my vibrator ring."

The car got quiet as the two girls turned to the monk, while Inuyasha glanced up at the rearview mirror. Miroku had then looked up, his eyes switching from Kagome to Sango, as he received disgusted and appalled looks. His shoulders lifted and his arms rose up as he stupidly asked, "What?"

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The gang was mildly impressed at the large manor that was coming up ahead into their view. The large acre of land that was called a yard had freshly cut green grass, sparkling after the sprinklers had watered them. There stood a tight secure gate prior to the large yard which guarded the estate, before the long drive way that curved up and led to the entrance of the large beautiful home. When they first came here, they were all amazed and stupefied with awe and wonder at the outsized estate, but after coming here time after time, the magical and wonderful mansion lost some of its charm...just some.

The gate immediately opened for them as soon as they drove up. The security guards obviously recognizing the owner of the car, allowed them in without identification. Inuyasha revved the engine as he pumped up the gas pedal, zooming at top speed up his drive way, howling at the exhilaration. The other occupants of the car knew better as they grabbed hold onto something tight, in fear for their lives at stake.

Pressing hard on the breaks, the wheels screeched to a halt as they stopped in the front of the entrance to Inuyasha's home. He grinned as he stopped the car and pulled out the keys, before turning to his friends, who were holding their chests, waiting for a heart attack to come. Inuyasha scoffed as he opened the locks.

"Ah suck it up, ya big babies."

He snickered as he opened his car door and hoped out, calling out before he shut the door behind him, "I'ma check if Pops is here. You guys know where to go."

Kagome turned around in her seat to look at the two passengers in the back. Sango was slouching in her seat, holding the seat belt that clung to her, for dear life. She was deeply exhaling through her nose, while Miroku was in utter disarray, his legs up next to Sango's head, his upper body was tangled in the seat belt and his head was on the floor. She quirked an eyebrow at how he got into that predicament. Sango read her mind as she answered.

"He tried to cop a feel, thinking I wasn't paying attention, when that idiot started accelerating."

Kagome just nodded her head in understanding. The two looked to each other reading each other's mind once more as Kagome sighed.

"Never again."

"I'm driving next time."

With that said Kagome stretched her body, unbuckled her seatbelt, and got out of the car. Pushing forward the front seat she let Sango out.

"I'm going ahead to the bathroom, I still feel uneasy."

Sango waved her away in understanding as she turned to the monk rolling her eyes when his feet started waving to her.

"A little help here?"

She made a sarcastic laugh as she pushed his legs away from her and unbuckled her seatbelt. She left the car and shut the door behind her, ignoring and forgetting all about the male passenger that was still tangled in the back.

"Sango? ...Kagome?...Inuyasha?...I'm a little stuck here ...Oo! An m&m!"

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Kagome made her way through the maze of a mansion. She had often gotten lost trying to navigate through these halls. And you can't blame her, since all the rooms, halls, and stairs looked alike no matter where she turned. She remembered once when she was fourteen, she came here to Inuyasha's house to play; this was maybe around the second time she came to visit. When she needed to go to the bathroom, she asked Inuyasha for directions and he just grouchily said, 'Down the hall on the second floor, turn left, fourth door on your right.'

Obviously, after looking around for nearly an hour, she was never again going to take directions from Inuyasha again. And if you were wondering, she never did find the bathroom, she instead miraculously ended up returning to the same place he was; which he didn't hesitate to whine and complain over the fact she took so long in the bathroom she never found.

Now she seemed almost sure of where she was headed. Reaching the second floor, Kagome's eyes wondered over the intricate patterns of the walls and the beautiful artistic paintings and sculptures placed down the sides of the hallways. The polished wooden flooring muted her steps as she reached the end of the hall and looked both ways before turning left. She sighed, counting doors as she went. The freshly painted white doors looking exactly alike as the last, it almost made her lose count. Coming to the fourth door on her right, she took a deep breath as she grabbed the handle of the door.

"Here goes nothing."

Opening the door, she walked into a solid barrier. Her face came intact with a hard, yet warm and wet wall.

'What the hell?'

Kagome suddenly felt that sudden rush of hatred overpowering her body. Similar to this morning, yet this time it was twice as strong. Her pink miko aura engulfed her body in reaction to protect its owner. Meanwhile an equally as strong blue aura counteracted against hers, the two energies intermingling with each other as they battled out for dominance. It wasn't until Kagome pulled back a step to look up front to realize that it wasn't a wall that was in her way, but a chest. A very nice one in fact...

Following the hard chiseled and dripping chest, up to the long beautiful silver haired head that connected to the body, Kagome's blue irises widened as it met with amber-golden eyes that coldly glared back at her. Anger flashed through her body as the man in front of her with a baritone voice spoke.

"You're in the way wench."

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DG: Yaay, first chapter is done!! See, see Mizzy!!

AA: So I see.

DG: Yea, so here's the story how this story came to be. Mizzy got the plot a loonggg time ago, but she never had time to follow up on the idea. I kept trying to force her into start writing it, and then we started thinking if we gave it an Inuyasha story twist to her plot. Which then, we decided to team up and make it happen. Yaaay!!

AA: I don't think all that explanation is necessary.

DG: But what you think is not necessary, is actually necessary for me, and is perhaps really necessary in the end. So since I think it's necessary, I think I should make it necessary and show you that it's necessary so you can believe me and see that it's necessary...

AA: Okay, easy there. Don't get yourself confused.

DG: too late...