Kagura hated this job. She really did. It wasn't the sleeping with men part, because frankly, she had never cared about that kind of impression. In fact, she rather liked sex and she wasn't ashamed to admit it. She knew she was a whore, and she got well paid for using the only thing she had to her advantage.

What Kagura didn't like was this particular customer. If she didn't get paid as well as she did for this commission, she would have refused to see the client. Unfortunately, this customer was fucking loaded, which meant she had to do it, if only to sate her greed. But there was something so.. unnatural about him.

It wasn't just his features, which were spooky but handsome enough. He was slimly built, with milk white skin, unfathomable dark eyes, and very long, wavy black hair. There was something... empty about him. Unhuman.

As she was about to exit from the elevator, Kagura found that her way was blocked. She nearly swallowed her tongue when she found that it was her client.

"Ah- is there something you wanted, sir?" she squeaked, clenching her hands in fear.

"Yes, in fact there is," the man purred, his emotionless eyes resting on the whore's face. She'll do, he thought rather dispassionately. She seemed to be smart enough, and from her history, the man knew that this whore would be willing to do anything for him. "I would like to offer you a choice... a business deal, if you like."

Confusion filled Kaguya's mind. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered. Wasn't she already performing services for him?

Immediately, the man knew what she was thinking and smiled coldly. "Not that kind of job. I've read up on you. Your past. The government hasn't been very fair to you and your brother, now have they?"

Kaguya flinched reflexively. It was indeed true that she was very much against the government. The Japanese government had made a law that if a family were unable to repay debts, their children would be sold into slavery. That was the reason she was forced to sell her body to the highest bidder, the reason why her brother Kohaku was subjected to do the same.

"I can give you a chance to rebel against the government. I can free you, your brother... if you work for me. Naraku Onigumo." His voice was already full of triumphance. After all, no one refused the spider hanyou. No one.

*

"Please! Please don't do this to me!" Kagome Higurashi cried, trying to wrench away from the strong hands clamped around her, to no avail. Her dark hair flew about her oval face, which was damp with her tears.

The stinging slap that the guard delivered stopped her momentarily. She could almost feel her face swell from the pain, and Kagome swallowed a sob. "Please, sir... my mother will pay back the money. She will!" the girl whispered desperately.

"She should have done that before. It's too late now," the beefy guard said gruffly, not a bit sympathetic. He was used to this. He had to do it at least ten times a day, and one got used to this kind of crap.

Kagome's mother and grandfather were wailing loudly, pulling at the arms of the guard that was holding the fifteen-year old teenager away from them. "You can't do this!" shrieked little Sota, kicking at the officer's stout leg.

With one mighty shove, Sota was flung into the street. Kagome's mother screamed, and ran to her son while the elderly man glared into the guard's face. "Y-you will be punished for your evil deeds! To take women as if they were worse than animals... you will be punished!" he hissed, spitting into the guard's face. Tears trickled down his wrinkled face as he stared into Kagome's frightened, angry eyes. "Kagome child, you must forgive us. Oh, that I had the strength of my youth," her grandfather trailed off, his body trembling with grief.

Biting her lip to ward off the waves of pain within, Kagome shouted, "I will come back to you grandfather, mother, Sota. No matter what!" Even as she was shoved unceremoniously into the back of the huge truck of enslaved women, Kagome kept her chin up, her eyes full as she looked at her huddled, weeping family for what could be the last time.

Only when the truck rolled away and her family were mere pinpricks in the distance did she sob with earnesty. How could she keep that vow? It seemed so impossible... yet there must be a chance.

With anger, Kagome thought of the tyrant that was ruling Japan and making all these crazy laws. There was a group of people in the government of course who were very powerful, and twisted. All they cared about was their own wealth, and their pleasures. As a result of their interference, a law had been made that any people with debts would be forced into slavery, or their children.

Kagome's mother had had to undergo a very costly surgery because of liver failure. Thankfully, the surgery had been successful, but the Higurashis had borrowed a great deal of money from the government to fund it. They hadn't been able to make a few of the payments, as the living expenses in Japan had risen so drastically. What with uniforms, food, rent, some of the basic necessities, as well as all the things a family of four needed... it was impossible to keep paying for the debt, along with the ridiculous interest.

They hadn't been given any warning. The government truck, which was basically like a truck that stored livestock, had come rolling along. Two strong officials had dragged Kagome out from her home where she had been studying for a chemistry exam, and here she was now. A slave.