When Daddy Returned
Chapter One

Why did she mention his name? Why did she have to bring back those memories? Kagome thought.

It was the day she came home because of Inuyasha's lack of love for her. Her mother tried to soothe her with the love that was shared between herself and her husband, but that wasn't smart. The only memory he left behind was pain. He loved Mrs. Higurashi alright. He loved her with his fist and feet. If he was capable of loving anything it was the alcohol. Oh he worshipped every drop of liquor he could get from the cheap underground.

"Your father......"the words echoed in Kagome's head, and she felt the revulsion swish upon her.

He was a sick bastard.

Kagome wished he was dead, she wished him gone, but the fact he was always lurking around the corner still kept her shivering five years past his departure. His trip to America had consumed his life, and kept him away from his family. It was Kagome's saving grace, it was Souta's miracle.

Memories of her father slipping into her room at night were fresh upon her. She remembered that when she cried, or acted out, that he would take her into the bathroom and force her over the toilet. On her bare behind he's slap her hard until she screamed, and with every slap he told her that it didn't happen to bad girls, if she'd only be good he'd leave her alone.

He was good at making her feel worthless with his soft, friendly voice. He'd call to her, "Kagome, Kagome my love all I asked is that you be a good girl," and as he raped her she'd think if only I was good......if only I was a good girl, daddy would be good to me. Her mother, blind with jewels and the luxury of laziness, never listened when she cried to her, saying, "No, I want daddy to sleep in his own room!"

She'd coddle Kagome and respond, "Most daddies don't love their children as much as yours loves you. He leaves me alone in a cold bed to make sure you sleep soundly. How lucky you are!"

And Kagome would wish herself another daddy. She wanted one that would ignore her, and act like she didn't exist, that way she wouldn't be hurt, though daddy said that all fathers did the same thing.

"Kagome, do you miss your father?" Mrs. Higurashi asked in the kitchen. Kagome's mouth filled with words that would curse him and his miserable life, but as a good daughter ought to she nodded. Her mother smiled sweetly. "You know we wouldn't be able to survive if he didn't send us those huge checks from America."

"Yes, he's good to us," she said using as much sarcasm as she dared. Mrs. Higurashi caught it and gave her a sad look.

"Kagome, I wish he'd come back too, in fact, he called this morning." Kagome snorted, probably to whisper sweet nothings in her mother's ear, keeping her under the same spell she'd been under all her marriage.

"So what did he want?" she asked. Mrs. Higurashi excitedly put down her spoon and clasped Kagome's hands.

"He's coming back to us."

(End Chapter)