The Glass Slipper

Title: The Glass Slipper
Author: Pucie
Chapter: Night and Day, It’s Cinderelly

A/N: Sorry it took so long to get the second chapter up. I’ve been busy working on a couple other fanfics. Oh, and just so you know, I’m leaving the whole demons and mikos idea out of this story. I’m replacing it with the whole royalty and peasants deal. And if you’ve seen Ever After, the Cinderella story with Drew Barrymore, you’ll see why I thought a Cinderella story could work with the InuYasha anime. Drew Barrymore’s portrayal of Cinderella, and the way she brought the character to life, really reminds me of Kagome’s character in the anime. I’m keeping much of that in this story, the outspoken personality and beliefs, I mean.

WARNING: There is a minor bit of nonconsent, and explicit language in this one. I want you to know that it is in the last two POV's, Kagome and Naraku. So skip them if that kind of thing bothers you. After this chapter it will have more of a fairytale atmosphere than this one. This chapter vaguely reminds me of the book, Grimm's Grimmest. . .Any body else read it? If not, you should, it's the original Grimm's fairytales before they were edited for children. It's an interesting read if nothing else!


Night and Day, It’s Cinderelly!

TEN YEARS LATER


*Kagome’s POV*

She opened her eyes just as the sun’s rays hit the back window of the kitchen. She jumped up and dusted herself off as best as she could, and panicked when she realized just how much she had overslept.

It was her duty to wake up the cook every morning, and she ran to the cook’s room, an older woman by the name of Kaede,.

The master’s still wouldn’t be up for a few hours, but they were both left with so many chores everyday, that they had to start before sunrise. At least Kagome did. She took on the more strenuous jobs that Kaede was given.

She knew that the kindly old cook was getting on in years, and couldn’t get around as well as she once could.

In return, Kaede would do the washing for Kagome, and she made sure that Kagome ate well, no matter what her Lord ordered that might say otherwise.

She was able to rouse Kaede quickly, and they both set to working with a frenzy. Kaede started working on making the day’s bread, and starting breakfast as Kagome ran outside to tend to the livestock.

By the time she had finished that and had the chance to weed only a couple rows of the garden, she heard her name being called in what would be the first call of the many she received during the day.

* Kikyo’s POV *


“CINDERELLA!” Kikyo bellowed upon awakening.

Ever since the day she and her sister had thought of the deliciously cruel nickname for their stepsister, they refused to call her anything else.

‘Where is that ignorant chit of a girl?’ she thought with great irritation, “She knows better than to make me wait for her before I begin my morning ablutions.’

“CINDERELLA!” she yelled even louder, and it was then that she heard a faint “Coming!” in answer to her call.

She knew that her stepsister, ‘No, no that’s wrong, she’s no longer –STEP- anything, except for STEP- servant,” she thought maliciously, but back to her original thoughts, she knew that her SERVANT was well aware that she had better reach her before Kikyo had to call for her again.

Her father’s rules stated very clearly, that his daughters were to be highest priority. If either of them had to call for their servant more than three times, the punishment was severe.

Five lashings were the payment if she committed such a travesty. Kikyo and Kagura, her sister, had always argued that it should be at least ten lashings, but her father had insisted on five, his explanation being that with ten lashings she would be out of service for at least a day, due to injuries.

With five she was put in suitable pain, but was still well enough to work.

Kikyo had often noticed that every time she was lashed, her father would make Cinderella work outside in the sun all day, and they were forced to turn to that old hag for help. But it was worth it to Kikyo, she lived for the moments when she could see that errant bitch in pain.

Even after all these years it still wasn’t fair that the bitch had been born to a Duke, while her father had only gained the title after he had married her mother.

It wasn’t fair, and she made sure, that with every chance she got, the bitch paid with her own flesh and blood.

She was just about to yell again, when the door was threw open, and a panting Cinderella arrived in her room just in time.

Kikyo scowled, ‘DAMN! I was hoping I would get to see her get a lashing today.’

Suddenly an evil smirk crossed her face, and as she looked straight at the girl’s suddenly panicked eyes, she opened her mouth and yelled once more, even though the girl was standing right in front of her.

“CINDERELLA!” she let loose once more, and started laughing quietly as she watched the girl shrink into a corner and stare at the door.


* Naraku’s POV *

He smiled gleefully as he heard his oldest daughter yell for her servant. It had been a long time since he'd been able to lash the girl, and he was hungering for the chance.

Fuck that, he was slavering over the chance at getting to beat the girl. He had watched her as she had grown up over these past ten years. He watched her go from a scrawny, bony little thing, to a most beautiful woman.

He knew that she far outshined his own daughters in appearance, but he had plans for his daughters, he was going to make sure that they married the two crown princes, because once they did, he would finally have all the power he had dreamed of.

That's not to say he didn't have plans for the young beauty who was now practically nothing better than a slave, oh, no, he had plans for that one. He already knew that he was never getting married again.

For some reason, women always thought when they got married, it gave them the right to buffalo their husbands. He thought otherwise, and had decided after his last marriage, he was not going to venture there again.

So no, he was not getting married again, but that doesn't mean she can't keep his bed warm at night, EVERY night. He smiled lecherously as he walked down the hall to his oldest daughters bedroom.

He knew that he would be able to find the girl in there, probably hiding in the corner, cowering. He threw open the doors and just as he had assumed there she was, just waiting for him to come and take her to the basement.

At least that's what she thought, he smiled dangerously as he walked over to her and picked her up, slinging her over his shoulder in the process, and headed back to his own chambers.

He had other plans for this morning, and he knew that she would not enjoy them. He felt himself harden to the point of pain as he threw open his doors and walked inside.


* InuTaisho *

He sat across from his oldest son and gazed at him in frustration. How many times would he have to say this before it sank into his son's thickheaded skull?

"Sesshoumaru, you must take a wife within the next month, or else your claim to the crown and the kingdom are forfeit!" he said once more, nearly yelling in his son's face.

His son's eye's flashed at him from where he sat, but InuTaissho continued in his rant, "You should accept the treaty from the south and marry his daughter! Our nation could benefit from the alliance!"

"I will not be forced into an arranged marriage, I, and I alone will decide who I marry! I refuse to get married just so you can get your damned treaty! When I marry, I will marry for love and love alone! Besides, arranged marriages never made anyone in this house happy, now did they?" he said as he threw a glance at his mother, and strode out of the room.

"The nerve of that insolent CHILD!" he shouted, and followed his son out of the room and down the hallway, "Come back here I am NOT finished with YOU!"

He suddenly felt a restraining hand on his arm, he looked down to see that his wife, Izayoi, was looking at him with that pleading glance that he could never seem to resist.

"Tai, let him go. He will cool off and come to his senses. But couldn't you at least consider letting him try to find true love. No matter what he says, I do love you, and I know that you love me as well, but we were lucky. What do you say?" she said quietly.

"Fine, I will consider it." He conceded.


* Sesshoumaru's POV *

He stalked off to the stables, he needed to get out and go for a good long ride to clear his head. By god, his father was one of the most frustrating people he had ever known.

He had once even contemplated running away to somewhere exotic, like Italy. Once there he wanted to meet the famous philosopher, Myouga. But then he had found out that his father was brining him here in an attempt to bring forward thinking to their own country, so he decided that he would just wait for him to arrive.

He often went out into the countryside by himself, even though he knew he was supposed to take a full royal guard with him whenever he left the palace. But he found it just too hard to think when he was surrounded by people.

So, unbeknownst to his father, he had his best friend, who just happened to be the Captain of the Guard to go and by him some plain peasant clothes, that way he could slip from the palace undetected and go roving about in the countryside by himself. He enjoyed these rare bits of solitude that he was able to steal away for himself., it gave him time to think and ponder all aspects of his wretched life.

He changed into one of his more simplistic outfits, and was about to head to the stables, when his father burst into his room.

"Alright, Sesshoumaru, you want to marry for love? At the end of the month, I will be throwing a masquerade ball, all the eligible women of the land will attend, as well as any other royalty that is in the area. At this ball, I will announce who you are getting married to, be it my choice or yours! Understand? You have one month to find the love you seek, if you fail, you will marry the princess from the south, whether you like it or not! Agreed?" His father spewed out quickly with an air of determination.

Sesshoumaru thought about it for a second before giving his answer, "Alright father, even though one month is not a long time to find true love, I will find it, make no mistake. I agree to your terms, and accept the challenge!"

Once his answer was given, he decided to wait until nightfall before going for his ride. He needed the time in between to think about this new prospect set before him.

* Kagome's POV *

She couldn't help but quake in fear as she felt the man who used to be her stepfather slung her over his shoulder and instead of heading to the basement like she expected, he turned instead to walk to his rooms.

She had a sinking feeling growing in the pit of her stomach, but she knew no matter what he tried, she would fight him, to the death if need be, but he would not touch her as a man touches his wife.

The thought alone made her want to lose her meager breakfast, but she managed to keep her gorge down. He took her into his sitting room and walked over to his wardrobe.

She knew that was where he kept the whip he always used on her, but he usually conducted this business in the basement, his reasoning always being he didn't want to get blood on his belongings.

She hadn't had to suffer through a beating in a long while, but she always knew that her luck wouldn't hold for too long.

She watched as he withdrew a length of rope, and his whip, before he returned to where she stood trembling with dreaded anticipation, she knew this one was going to be bad. And she jumped suddenly when she heard him tell her to strip down to her shift, and she moved quickly to obey.

* Naraku's POV *

He watched as the shivering girl now stood almost completely naked before him, and
his cock twitched when he realized that her shift was so threadbare that it was practically see through. He ordered her to turn around and raise her hands over her head so that he could tie them properly.

His cock twitched and then he almost lost it, as she turned and he watched as her perky, full breasts were made to stand at attention as she raised her arms over her head.

She kept her head down, as he tied her hands and then stretched her over the table in the sitting room. He hooked her hands on one of the decorative knobs at the bottom of the table, and made sure it was secure enough so that she couldn't escape. He stepped a few paces away, and readied his whip.

He drew back his arm and lashed her with all the strength he could muster as he looked over her luscious bottom and he reached out to spread her legs just enough to get a peak at what other treasures she might be trying to hide from him.

He quickly finished her beating, but as he watched her sob onto the table, he found he was so hard, he could hold himself back no longer.

He walked over to her and lifted her shift up and over her back, and quickly grabbed both of her ass cheeks in his hands and kneaded them, hard, before letting go and resting his hands on either side of her on the table as he leaned forward and ground his erection into her backside.

"Naraku, what are you doing?" she asked quietly. Oh god, he was going to take this bitch, and he would make her like it.

He reached up and leaned his weight on her tortured back and threaded his hand in her hair before yanking her head back sharply.

"What do you think, pretty little bitch?" he said as he ground his hips against her even harder.

She didn't reply, so he let her head go, and leaned back up to continue with the business at hand.


* Kagome's POV *

She'd had enough. As of this moment, she'd just had enough. She was not going to let him defile her like this.

As soon as he let her hair go, and her head dropped back over the edge of the table , she slid forward just enough to unloop her hands from the spot he had them stuck at.

She tried to ignore his ministrations to her backside as she quickly worked the rope free of her hands with her teeth. Once completely free, she wound the rope around each of her hands and took a deep breath, readying herself for what she was about to attempt.

Before he could react, she had flipped over underneath him so that she was on her back, and had drawn herself up so that she was no longer hanging off the table.
The motion set him off balance and he fell to the floor with his back to her, and she quickly jumped on his back and wrapped her length of rope around his neck.

She knew she didn't have the strength to kill him, but she could at least make him unconscious, giving herself a chance to escape.

After what seemed to be days, his head finally relaxed, and looled to the side, and she felt his neck to see if he still had a pulse. Once she ascertained that he was still breathing, although barely, she quickly pulled her shift back down, and gathered up her clothes as she ran from the room and down the stairs.

She had to get to Kaede, if anybody would know what to do, it would be old Kaede.

A/N: Don't hate me for the cliffie, I'm typing this at work, and it's almost time for me to go, and I still have a shitload to do to finish getting the hotel and restaurant ready for Thanksgiving. I work third, that's how I get away with it! Shhhh! Don't tell anybody!! ^,^