The Beach Incident by AnimeMoon

Chapter One

It's been said that the road to hell is paved with good intentions. Kagome Higurashi had always said that such was drivel invented by pessimistic individuals who needed to get a hobby - or perhaps a lover. That was before she decided to play hooky on what obviously had been fated as the worst day to do so.

"Ahh," she sighed as settled on to her beach towel, just another sun worshipper enjoying the rays. An evil glee washed over her as she realized she was doing so instead of going to school for the last day of the year nor was she stuck in the Sengoku Jidai. "No Inuyasha screaming at me, 'Shard detector, do your job. Wench, cook my damn ramen. Bitch, kiss my ass, I'm going after Kikyou because I like banging quiet clay pots more than mouthy ningen fools.'"

She shook her head and picked up her book. 'I'm not going to let him get to me and besides, he's probably caught something by this point. It certainly can't be healthy - sleeping with some dead thing.'

"Excuse me, miss?"

Kagome lowered her shades and raised an eyebrow at the man towering over her, blocking her precious rays. He was tall with decidedly Gallic features and she assumed he was a tourist. Still, he spoke Japanese well enough; although she found it a little unnerving, someone so much older than her was taking an interest. "Hai?"

"If I might say so, you are undoubtedly one of the hottest girls on the beach."

Kagome smiled as he settled himself on the sand next to her blanket as if he belonged there. 'This one's a smooth operator, that's for sure.' She had to admit it was a nice change of pace. 'It's a far cry from being yelled at all the time and told that I'm somehow less because I'm the reincarnation of a duty-ditching miko.' "Well, you've got good taste."

The man laughed. "Of course I do. Here." He handed her a flyer.

"What's this?" Kagome's eyes widened. She'd heard about parties like this from her gossiping friends. They were for the elite, powerful, and ungodly beautiful. And she, she, Higurashi Kagome, had been invited to one. "Kami! How cool!"

He chuckled at her naiveté, which resulted in a blush from the young woman. "I was ordered to find the most beautiful girls on this beach and invite them to tonight's party. You outshine any of the others around here. Just keep it under your hat and I'll see you there."

Seven hours later:

NHK aired a broadcast of a missing young woman by the name of Kagome Higurashi, a brilliant student at Shinomakai who had never shown up for classes that morning. It was believed that she had been abducted between the shrine at which she lived with her mother, grandfather, and younger brother and the school. Her close friends could provide no clues as to where else the young woman might have gone. Contact information was provided for those with any clues to her whereabouts.

Kagome would have kicked herself in the rear if she'd heard the broadcast or been in a situation where she could kick herself at all. She was in the middle of a room dark as midnight of the new moon tied to a chair with no wiggle room and no perceptible means of escape. 'Great, Higurashi, you've really gotten yourself into it this time.'

"Hn. You're awake." A cold voice indicated that she was not alone in the room. "Very good."

She struggled to see whom the voice belonged to, but the ropes bit further into her skin making her gasp in pain. She needed have worried. The man moved directly in front of her. Kagome could not see his features, but his golden-amber eyes shone like a beacon in the dark.

She knew only two individuals in the entire world with eyes that shade. She'd left the other behind in the Sengoku Jidai. The other, evidently, had been alive these past five hundred years, hiding in plain sight in the city she called home. "Oh, kami."

She had been abducted by Sesshoumaru.

A/N: I realize this is a short start to it but I had the idea and wanted to get it out. I also hope to get some feedback on this as to whether I should continue it or if it's even interesting enough to warrant that. Thanks for reading anyway.