Yeihaku: This is my first M rated story, and I am happy to say that I will be updating more often then before, due to the fact that I have more time on my hands. This new story of mine will be updated hopefully once a week, and at the most, two times a week, but don't hold out for it. So without further ado, I now introduce the rewritten version of Bury My Past!

Warning: This is rated M for a reason……..don't come crying to me if it screws you up as a minor…..

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own him. If I did, I wouldn't be here; I would be playing with his ears and cooing over Kirara.

Introduction:

In the Darkest Hour of the Darkest Night Part I

You can say what you will,

Expecting a reaction,

But I will not stop you,

Because I know it is not true…….

It was cold here. It was always cold here, in the dark. But truly, what was here? In this dark corner of her mind, there was nothing much here at all. All she did was swim around in this pool of unconsciousness, calling out every once and awhile for someone…..anyone to help her. But, what exactly would they do to help? It wasn't like she knew anything……she didn't even know where she was…or, for that matter, who she was….so who could help her? Ow….something was throbbing again. Very dull, but painful. Was it that blank space where her heart was supposed to be? Why was it throbbing and glowing like that?

Oh well, unless it got her out of here, she would pay no mind.

Her one and only goal….get out of here, and feed.

Inuyasha Takahashi growled from his spot on the wall of Sango Tajiya's office, completely and totally zoned out. Why shouldn't he space out? All he was listening to was another one of Sango's rants on how Miroku had flirted with some 'whore on the street' as she so kindly put it. Who cared? It was the same as always. Miroku flirts, Sango slaps and stomps away, Sango rants at Inuyasha for god knows what reason, Miroku pulls some romantic crap, Sango melts, and they end up in the bathroom on a toilet seat.

So this was completely normal.

"….And he had the nerve to tell me that he wasn't asking her to bear his children! I mean come on it was obvious! And I think-" "Sango." Inuyasha cut her off rudely. "If you haven't noticed, we're at fucking work. And this is a CIASU Department, and the reason I came here is not because I wanted to listen to your damn problems with the lecher, its cuz' Fluffy called us to his office." Sango wrinkled her noise. "What? We just got back this morning from our last mission. " She exclaimed incredulously. "Director can't send us out this early!"

Inuyasha snorted. "You seem to forget that this is the cold, stick-up-his-ass half-brother that I grew up with." He ran a clawed hand through his unruly silver hair, careful to miss his twitching dog ears. "He'll do whatever the hell he damn feels like."

Sango sighed. "Well, you better call Miroku." Inuyasha raised an eyebrow. "Why cant you?" He asked, realizing a second too late that he had just got himself another ticket on the 'listen to Sango rant' train again. "Never mind!" Inuyasha said, holding his hands up, making slow movements towards the door. "I'll get the damn lecher." Sango opened her mouth to reply, but Inuyasha had slipped through her door already, the only proof that he had been there being the slight breeze.

Sango laughed lightly. "Heh works every time." She said smugly. Sango turned to the report on her desk, sighing at the sight of the half filled report. That Miroku….he was going to cause her to miss her deadline on their last mission. Shaking her head, Sango shuffled her papers, and prepared herself for the meeting with the Director.

"Damn this job is annoying……"

A/N: This chapter was purposely shortened due to the fact that I wanted to turn this into an intro to see how people liked it. So, please read and review, and if you find something wrong with it, I would appreciate a nice heads up if ya don't mind.

Yihaku: This is a rewrite, as I have stated before, and now, just to clear up, this is the story with basically a completely new story, save the name, which means My Past. Couldn't find the word Bury in Japanese…..anyways, I just wanted people to know that, so that no one can complain when they see that this story seems nothing like the one I deleted. Sorry 'bout that. So, at least 4 reviews for the 1st chapter to go up! R&R people!