Emergence by Theores

Genesis

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any character associated with Rumiko Takahashi. I make no money from this or any fandom.   

A/N: Hi all, after some very….interesting comments from my last Drapetomania fanfiction, I got the idea to make a drabble series based on Kagome and Sesshomaru’s lives before Drapetomania took place. This fanfiction looks into Kagome’s journey as she goes from a simple maid at a brothel (yes you read that right) to becoming one of most intriguing female minds of her generation. There will be Tons of references to Drapetomania in this series which I’m sure you all will love, and basic openings to past chapters in my other fic that is from the same universe.  I want you to remember that in this story I based Kagome off of what I feel a female Leonardo da Vinci would be like in Japan, in the way that she held many and usually fleeting interests and had just as many misadventures. I hope you all enjoy! -Theores

Emergence

Chapter 1: Genesis

"I need a new job." Kagome declared suddenly, addressing the snake youkai across from her.

Surprised, the woman paused in her work and eyed her curiously. "Doing what?"

"Just something else. I don't really care what at this point, I just want out of this job!" She said plopping the sheets she had been holding back into a basin of hot water.

"Hmm...." The female replied, continuing on with her own laundry duties. "Would you rather be working upstairs?" She asked, tilting her head towards the ceiling.

Freezing up, Kagome faced the snake youkai and shuddered. "No way, anything but that!"

"But you said you didn't care what else you did for a living." The laundress pointed out.

"Yea, but If it was between being a prostitute or just cleaning their sheets, this is definitely my occupation of choice."

"Well if that's the case then get back to work."

"But Sakiko-chan...."

"No buts Kagome-chan," She said interrupting the demoness intended whining. "A girl's gotta eat. And you don't wanna end up living out of the birch right?"

"Hmph..." She replied stubbornly.

"Right?" The snake demoness repeated with a harder edge.

"Right...."

"Then get back to work. We have to finish this before the Lord's quarry gets here tonight." She finished, grabbing a number of sheets that still needed to be hung out to dry.

As Sakiko made her way outside to the clothes lines, a pouting Kagome remained indoors, vigorously scrubbing at a particularly stubborn stain on the set of  whore bedding she was being forced to wash.

"I shouldn't be here," She muttered to herself over and over as she worked. And it was true. Unlike Sakiko and most of the prostitutes in the building, Kagome was educated and able to read and write, meaning she could do so much more with her life than being a servant in one of the best whorehouses in the country.

Picking up a set of black sheets next, she held in a retch as she saw the all telling white streaks that covered the thread count cotton. This one was a tiger demon from the scent of it, and one that didn't bathe regularly at that. Imagining the female who must have spent a good hour underneath his grunting form, Kagome offered, at least, one positive aspect of her life. "At least, I'm not them..."

"Kagome-chan I won't tell you again, quit counting the semen stains on the sheets and get back to work!"

"Yes, Sakiko...." She replied miserably.  

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"Kagome!" One of the brothel workers called out, waving her hand frantically to gain her attention. Going over to her, the demoness tilted her head and waited for the woman to speak, wondering what she wanted at this time of night.

"Kagome!" The woman cried a bit too hard. "I need you to run downstairs and get me some medicine; these cramps are hurting me something fierce!" Her painted face pinched up in pain, she sighed and ran a clawed finger along her side.

"You've got cramps again?" Kagome groaned. This was the fourth time this year.

"Yes and they're getting worse by the moment. I have to dance tonight! But of course, I'll pay you for your trouble." The last part she said seductively making Kagome blush. Kaname was one of the few who held bisexual tendencies which made her one of the brothels more popular courtesans.

"Uh...that's not necessary Kaname...." Kagome stuttered uncomfortably. "I'll just go uh....get that for you."

"Oh?" The owl demoness gazed at her curiously. Her obsidian eyes flashing beautifully, the woman delicately pulled a feather piece from her hair. "But I insist!" Kissing it once with her red lips, Kaname handed the gift to the girl, taking care that the feather rubbed across her open palm before setting it in her hand. "You would look so lovely with a feather in your hair you know!"

"Thanks...."

"Here, why don't you go get me that medicine now and I'll put it in for you when you get back?" Kaname asked softly, giving the demoness a smile of pure lust.

Nodding stiffly in reply, Kagome nearly ran from the quarters and downstairs to the kitchen where a pot of herbal tea sat already prepared on the stove. With shaking hands she poured a cup and began adding the necessary ingredients to the mixture, soon turning it into an herbal remedy meant to treat prostitutes of their sometimes varying STDs.

Kaname always flirted with her. She had been doing it since the day she and half the brothel had discovered she was still a virgin and probably the only one in the brothel if not the entire history of the alluring red light district of the village.

'I can take your innocence away.' She had offered countless of times, with Kagome turning her down at every turn.

That was the problem with this place as well as the entire society. Just because a woman worked in a brothel, didn't mean she was there as a whore/entertainer. Some people assumed she was there because she had gotten into some type of trouble while others within the facility just thought she was the freakish girl who willingly chose to live around courtesans because she wanted to be one. Her admittance to being pure had been a forced confession after years of people always questioning her about her life.

As she finished her task and placed the cup and brew on a tray, only one thing resounded through the demoness mind. "I have got to get out of here."

A/N: As an added thought, in my last chapter of Drapetomania, some people had some interesting comments about the ‘rape scene’ I came up with. I forgot to mention that Sesshomaru and Kagome were from the feudal era, a time where rape, plundering, and general jackassery on a male's part wasn’t all that strange or even considered uncalled for. Just to be clear and I intend to place this disclaimer on my next Drapetomania chapter as well, Sesshomaru DID NOT rape Kagome in that scene. He just threatened to (which I agree is bad as it is, but I assure you it could have been a whole lot worse.) He never intended to do so, he snapped under the pressure he was under and was trying to scare her. And in the feudal era, if a man snapped….well there wasn’t that much law enforcement back then that would have done much about it if he attacked one innocent woman verses tried to blow up an entire village. Anyway please review! -Theores