Hi guys! This is my first fic and I hope you'll like it.

I know this is a short chapter, but you find the story good enough, I promise that the next chapters are going to be longer.

She finally left Japan behind. After a year of living in constant terror and looking over her shoulder, she was free. She looked at her hands and the scars that remain there. That brought bad memories. Kagome shook her head to clear it and stared at the airplane's window. She was reaching JFK Airport. A new country, a new identity, a new home.

Kagome Higurashi, 22 years old woman, half Japanese and half American. Long black hair and big brown eyes, courtesy of her father. Sculptural body and a bright mind. At least was what her mother all said. God, how she missed her, even if they didn't see each other for 20 hours.

After exiting the airport, Kagome looked to the sky and thought about what she should do next. Having a roof over her head would be nice. She when to the nearest news stand and bought a newspaper in search of apartment. It was still 9 a.m., she would sure find something till dawn. When she looked at the prices, she almost had a heart attack. She wasn't poor, but she wasn't rich either. And she still had to get a job in New York. 'God, this is going to be a long day'

After a whole day in searching for a new house, she found nothing. 'How is this possible? A WHOLE DAY!' it was getting dark, and there was nowhere to go. Kagome seated in the front steps of a building, wondering what to do and do next. Maybe a hostel? She opened her backpack to take out her map and find one, when the door behind her opened.

"Excuse me?" replied the voice of a woman. Kagome diverted to one side of the stairs thinking that the lady couldn't pass, and didn't look up. "Sorry" she replied.

"No problem. I was wondering, what are you doing here? You've been on the steps for at least half an hour. You need help?" at that point Kagome looked up and saw a woman her age with long black hair stuck in a ponytail and with big brown eyes. Her face manifested curiosity and kindness.

"Kind of. I'm looking for an apartment or even a room to live. But so far nothing. And I don't know where I am or where to go." Kagome started laughing without humor.

"I think I can help you with that." The woman smiled at her, reaching for her arm to help her get up. "My name is Sango. I have an apartment here and by chance, I have a spare room. I know you don't know me and so on, but I was in the same situation as you when I first moved here and if it wasn't for the kindness of some stranger, I would probably live on the streets by now." Sango laughed, while looking at the beautiful woman she had in front of her. They were basically the same height and she would say that the woman was thinner than her. But she didn't sense any evil from the girl.

"Hi Sango. I'm Hikari Smith." It was a total lie, but Kagome didn't know this woman and she had to keep safe, even if that meant lying. She felt bad for lying, but she had her reasons.

"Smith?" asked Sango, finding a Japanese name and an American one strange.

"Yeah, I know. My mom is Japanese, but my father is American." Kagome said quickly, trying to explain.

"Ah, that makes sense." Said Sango, satisfied with the answer she got. Kagome felt relieve wash through her as Sango bought it. "So, do you want to say at the steps or do you want to stay at my house? Obviously you are going to pay a rent, but we can arrange a price that suits both of us." Sango was waiting near the open door of the building, seeing if Hikari would go with her or not.

Kagome thought if this was the right thing. Sango seemed pretty nice, and her powers didn't sense any kind of evil behind her intentions. Maybe she should go with her. It wasn't like she had another place to go. "Sure. Thank you so much for your kindness Sango" said Kagome, with a smile on her lips, really appreciating the gesture that a complete stranger could have towards another.