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Okay, so I had this idea. And then I thought, DAMN! That�s a
great idea; I�m going to write it. Sooooooo, here we
go! Or something. Real organized right now.
Disclaimer: I don�t own Inuyasha.
Warnings: Sex, drugs, underage prostitution.

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Fanning The Flames

Chapter One

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I took one
last drag off my cigarette before dropping it and using the toe of my black
stilettos to mush it into the ground. If it wasn�t for the stupid rules, I�d be
able to smoke indoors. This would be nice because January wasn�t exactly known
for its warm weather.
I went
inside what looked like a small apartment building from the outside. Top floor
had three rooms, in which the five of us slept, the second floor was where the
five of us worked, and the ground floor was much like a reception area with
waiting chairs and a guy playing receptionist.
Ignoring
the people who were waiting, I got on the single elevator and waited to reach
the top floor. Work was about to begin and every night, I found myself dreading
it.
Truly, if I
had just stayed in school and been a good kid, life would have been so much
easier. I�d be out by now and then I could have just moved away. But oh no, not
me, not Kaze Kagura, she doesn�t wait for fucking anybody to set her free. Well
Kaze Kagura is fucking stupid.
My parents
fought constantly, both rabid alcoholics who would drink themselves angry. Then
they fought, horrible raging violent arguments that I learned at a small age to
stay the hell away from. And then they started fighting with me about
everything. Telling me I must be stupid if I couldn�t get better than a C in
math. I got sick of it. I took my savings, which was a whole $50 and got the
hell out of there one night when my dad was hitting my mom.
'> I felt
free.
That�s when
reality to set in.
Fifty
dollars isn�t a lot of money when you have to pay for somewhere to stay and food. In fact, my lack of foresight
had me on the street, wandering, able to buy myself food for only so long.
After a week, I was shit out of luck.
Then I
passed this guy on the street. He stopped me and I thought that he was trying
to proposition me (something that had happened several times before) so I told
him to fuck off. It turned out that he was not trying to proposition me. He
told me in this wonderfully kind voice that I looked cold and hungry. I
admitted to this. Then he pointed at a little soup and salad place, telling me
that he was on his way there and if I would like to join him for lunch, it
would be his treat.
He had one
of those nice silky voices that seemed to get everything out of you. I told him
everything, so happy to tell someone,
especially someone like him who seemed to really care about this street urchin
he had just picked up. He patted my hand and told me that it sounded as though
I had a very hard life indeed.
Then, he
went on to tell me that he needed workers and that if I wanted, he would give
me a job and a place to stay. I was so excited; I never thought that this great
guy could ever be bad. So I went with him and followed him here, to this
building. He introduced me to his receptionist, Goshinki, who I wasn�t exactly
fond of. Goshinki was practically drooling when I shook his hand and was a very
ugly man.
My
instincts kicked in and suddenly I did not like where I was at all. I grew
exceedingly nervous as I got to the third floor of the building and he put me
in a room. Then he explained exactly what my job was.
�In order
to live here and be reasonably comfortable, you have to make at least five
hundred dollars on the second floor each night.� He told me.
The second
floor. Three completely bare rooms except for two beds in each room.
Prostitution.
My life has
been somewhat of a hell ever since. I walked into my bedroom and was trying to
decide what to wear for tonight when my door opened. I sighed and turned. Only
one person just came into my room like that. Even Goshinki knocked.
Naraku was
standing there, looking somewhat bored and slightly irritated. He stepped into
the room and tugged a small white-haired girl behind him. She was a pretty
little girl with white hair that came down to her waist and inky black eyes.
�Your new
roommate.� Naraku announced. I arched my eyebrows.
�I knew you
liked them young��railrailed off, feeling somewhat disgusted with Naraku, more
so then ever. �But what is she, like ten?�
�Thirteen.�
Naraku corrected as though this was a respectable age.
�You can�t
be fucking serious.� I looked at the little girl who was looking down at the
floor. �She�s thirteen, she�s a
little kid.�
�Kanna is
fully aware of what it�s like being with a man.� Naraku gave me a leering smile
that told me exactly who made her
aware. �She accepted my gracious offer��
�Slavery.�
I muttered.
�And you
will make sure that she earns her keep.� Naraku told me. �Unless of course you
want to earn her keep for her�?� I flinched and Naraku�s smile widened. �I
didn�t think so. Have a nice day Kagura.�
And now I
was stuck with a kid. A little kid who was still standing in the exact same
spot, staring at exa exact same part of the floor. I felt like vomiting at the
thought that we were roommates. Not only did that mean she slept in this room
but she also had to share the room with me on the second floor. Meaning, I was
going to have to listen to a thirteen year old who had been tricked into
prostitution by some means have sex with customers.
�Too
fucking young.� I murmured and then decided that I didn�t have much choice in
the manner. �Hey, Kanna, right?� The girl lifted her head and just stared at
me. �I�m KKaguKagura.� I offered a hand towards her. Kanna didn�t make any
moves to shake it though. I wasn�t offended however. �And we�re about to go to
work.�
After
ruffling through my clothes and putting on some completely slutty
outfit, to broadcast the fact I have sex with men for money I suppose, and then
tried to find something for Kanna to wear. Nothing that I owned would fit her;
she was a completely different build then me. I was a curvy sort of girl and
Kanna looked like she had barely hit puberty. She was a mere slip of a girl.
�Dammit.� I
cursed. I didn�t even want to do this
but I knew better then to go against what Naraku said.
Naraku had
a way of making your life hell. Fig nag name, isn�t it?
There was a
knock at the door and I called out to the person. Unfortunately it was Goshinki
who had his arms full of clothes and was leering at me in a way that made me
feel like I needed ten showers. Then he turned his gaze to Kanna and I made a
face at him.
�This is
for Kanna.� Goshinki informed me while looking me up and down. I gave him a
cool look. I didn�t let Goshinki push me around. �Naraku said you two better
hurry up, your shift is about to start.�
�Fucking
swell.� I glared at him. �Can you leave so Kanna can change?�
�What�s the
difference?� Goshinki grinned at me and I thought about slapping him across the
face. �She�s a whore.� Then he ran a hand through Kanna�s hair. Kanna made no
move to stop him, no move at all. It was like she couldn�t feel it at all.
�She�s real pretty too, aren�t you?� Goshinki kneeled next to her.
�Hey,
Naraku may be able to get away with his pedophilia for free,� I snatched Kanna
away from him. �But you have to pay for that sort of thing.� And I shoved him
out the door and slammed it shut.
He didn�t
come back in and I think it was because me shoving him
was the most action he had ever
gotten from a female. I rolled my eyThenThen I turned back towards Kanna.
�Look, I
don�t like this at all.� I explained to her. �But you have to do this.� Kanna
looked up at me for a few moments. �Come over here.� Kanna obeyed immediately.
I found that in fact it was little girl clothing. This bothered me even more.
Naraku is just so�nasty.
Yuck, and Goshinki needs to keep his
hands to himself.
Naraku
liked to offer any thing that the men wanted but there was now a rule. When I
first started having sex with customers, I constantly feared about STD�s. So,
one day, I slipped a note to Goshinki (I had to flirt with him but it was worth
it) saying that Naraku should really make all the customers wear condoms. After
all, a place that had clean prostitutes was probably going to have more
business then a place that had STD ridden ones.
Strangely,
he had agreed. I guess even he could
understand that.
So no
matter how much the customers offered to pay, I got to insist they wore a
condom.
I went to
the door and Juuroumaru was there,ormiorming me that someone had asked for
whoever was youngest. Up until today, it would have been Ayame.
I let the next guy pass right by me and into the room. I wanted to shut my eyes
and scream and run away but I stood there at the door, smiling sexily for the
next guy who came up.
And even
though I was entertaining a customer, all I could hear was Kanna who hadn�t
made a sound until the customer had started in on her. I heard whimpers and
small cries.
Lesson number one in this business, they
don�t care if you cry.
This went on for most of the
night, customers coming in and out (excuse the pun) and me trying not to listen
to Kanna�s obvious pain. Before too long, it was one in the morning.
�Get
dressed Kanna, its break time.� I encouraged her. She dutifully got dressed. I
noticed as we walked along that she had a developed a definite limp.
It�s going to be like that�but eventually�it
doesn�t hurt so much. You�ll see Kanna.
�What are we at?� I asked
Juuroumaru right before the elevator. He picked up the phone and rang Goshinki
downstairs. After hanging up, he informed me that I was almost done for the
night, same with Kanna.
I got into
the elevator and tried to think of something good to say to the little girl.
Something that migheer eer her up. �Hear that? Not too much more and then we
can go to bed.�
Not a word
came out of her. In fact, she didn�t give many signs that she could even
understand me.
Goshinki
gave us the usual look and licked his lips. I flipped him off. He�d probably
complain to Naraku that I was rude to him but if if I gave a flying fuck.
�You
tired?� I asked. Kanna nodded. �Then how about some coffee? It helps. I know
this good place and it shouldn�t have too many people in it at this hour.�
I watched this
little girl, wondering how she kept going on even after all that she had been
subjected to today. I didn�t even understand how I did it some days. No one
cared about me, I didn�t have family, I just had guys that fucked me and paid.
I didn�t know what it was like to have sex with someone that gave a shit about
you. Would Kanna live that same lifp>
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It wasn�t
fucking right. It wasn�t fair. But like me, there probably wasn�t a way that
Kanna could get out of it. And even if she did, a thirteen year old runaway?
She�d last ten seconds out there.
I hung my
head, wishing there was something I could actually do. Two people passed us on
the sidewalk and Kanna suddenly grabbed my hand.
Hey Kanna, you don�t have to have my life�
�Cause I�ll care for you.
As best I can.
In the coffee shop, we got two
mochas with my tips and sat down at a table that was right next to a table of
young adults.
Kanna
didn�t offer anything in the way of company and I don�t think she even wanted to talk so I was forced to just
sit there and wonder what she was thinking about. Eventually, I began to listen
to the conversation going on next to us.
�I�m glad
we got Sango home okay.� There was one female at the table and she was biting
her bottom lip, looking pensive.
�Yeah, she
got completely shit-faced because of her last loser fucking boyfriend cheating
on her.� There were also two boys at the table. The one who said this had long
black hair and violet eyes that flashed angrily.
�When we
found her in that room, getting dressed�I was kind of worried.� The other boy
who had black hair and intense blue eyes alsoked ked worried with his furrowed
brow.
�Me too, do
you think�� The girl stirred her drink with her straw. �I mean that guy was
there��
�So she got
drunk and fucked some guy?� The violet-eyed boy shrugged as though this was no
big deal.
�Dude,
you�re so fucking insensitive.� The blue-eyed boy punched him in the arm. The
violet-eyed boy let out a string of curses.
�Yeah Inuyasha,
what if she didn�t use protection?� The girl asked sternly. �What if she gets pregnant?� I could sympathize; anybody
in my business� worst fear was pregnancy. Naraku now made us get Depo shots after Ayame fucked up
and got pregnant because she didn�t remember to take her pill all the time. She
had an abortion and was probably further in the hole then anyone.
This
violet-eyed boy, Inuyasha just snorted contemptuously, �Pregnant, yeah fucking
right.�
�Maybe you
should give it up Kouga?� The girl smiled pleasantly.
�Kouga
lives in a fucking ghetto.� Inuyasha looked triumphant at this.
�Thanks a
lot lady.� Kouga told me in a begrudging tone.
�You get
what you pay for.� I said sweetly.
�Oh holy
shit!� Inuyasha�s jaw dropped nearly to the floor. �You are a hooker!�
�Haven�t
you ever heard of a joke?!� The girl slapped the back of his head again. Kouga
gave me a long up and down sort of look and smiled in a way that I only knew
too well. I often wore that same smile when customers approached me.
�I�ve never
seen you here before.� Kouga�s voice was a little deeper then before when he
was joking around with his friends.
�Woo, good
pick-up line there Mr. Slick.� I gave him an annoyed look.
�Can we
go�?� I thought that the girl who was still bitching out Inuyasha had said
something but in fact, it was a completely different source. The person who had
asked was Kanna.
She was
looking at me, her mocha pushed away and I saw that she had drunk the whole
thing.
�Oh yeah we
can�� I trailed off hesitantly. �But we have to go back home.� I waited for her reply but nothing came except her standing
up. I took her hand and together we left the coffee place. I glanced back at
the three at the table. It must be nice to have friends and not have to worry
about getting back so your boss doesn�t get pissed.
Must be
nice.
I noticed
those deep blue eyes were watching me leave.
Must be
nice, to have that sort of freedom.
But I don�t.
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