Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. All rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
A small, four year old Inuyasha looked sadly out the rain covered window of the car. His mother, Izayoi, was trying to smile for her son, but she couldn't when she saw him in the backseat with tears streaming down his bruised and scarred face. Izayoi then looked at herself in her mirror and saw her own bruises and scars. All she could think about was how she could have prevented the incident. If only she could have done something, her son and she wouldn't be driving to their new home, which was far away from their old one. As soon as the two pulled up in their rusted, old, run-down car, Inuyasha and his mom stared up at their new apartment. They unloaded their three small boxes filled with their possessions from the dented trunk of the the same haunting thought crossing their mind, they both walked up to their new home, unsure of what to expect now.
Inuyasha was looking around as his mother and he were traveling up to their apartment on the top floor of the building. Izayoi seemed too occupied in her own thoughts to notice what was going on around her. Inuyasha saw intimidating, dark, tall figures as he proceeded up the stairs. On many of the floors, he saw women. Some with barely-there clothes and a look of desire in their eyes and others with a look of pure fear in their eyes. He heard some dark laughter in the background during all of this. Being only four years old, he didn't understand what was going on. He just assumed that they were playing games just like he and his-
No. It was too soon to think about it. It had only been a week since the incident. But in that one week, everything changed. His mother was less talkative, she seemed less happy all of the time, she looked miserable, and she wouldn't play games with him anymore. Izayoi had tried to explain the incident to her son, but he didn't understand what was going on. Through his mom's tears, all he could understand was "better place" and "see again." Inuyasha still couldn't figure out what that meant. After a few minutes more of sad silence between Izayoi and her son, they arrived at their apartment. Inuyasha and Izayoi opened the filthy rusted door to their cheap apartment. They saw dust on the broken furniture and bugs on old plates of food. As they walked in to further inspect their new home, they barely missed stepping on the pile of broken glass. Izayoi and Inuyasha both looked up from the glass to a large stain of blood on the wall. Inuyasha was going to question it, but decided against it when he saw how many emotions overwhelmed his mother's face.
"Inuyasha, go to your room and unpack," said Izayoi. Inuyasha went straight to the only other room in the apartment to unpack the few possessions that he still owned because his mother said that she would sleep on the couch. After the incident, they took most of everything that Inuyasha's family owned. His mother had only packed two pairs of pants, two shirts, and a toothbrush. Inuyasha managed to pack three pairs of pants, one shirt, a toothbrush, and a few toys. When he finished unpacking, he decided to go to play outside. When he passed by his mom, he saw that she had already wiped the blood off the wall and was currently sweeping up the broken glass. His hand was already turning the doorknob when his mother stopped him.
"Inuyasha, where are you going"? asked his frustrated mother.
"I'm going outside to play with my soccer ball, mommy!" exclaimed an excited Inuyasha.
"Sweetie, you can't go outside," said Izayoi softly.
"Why not?" asked Inuyasha.
"Because it's not safe here! You'll get hurt - more than you already are!" yelled a frustrated Izayoi.
"I'm a big boy, mommy! I can play by myself! I'm going to go!" said Inuyasha. Just as he was exiting, and Izayoi was about to yell at him, Inuyasha bumped into a hard body. Inuyasha tilted his head all the way back to see a scary looking man in their doorway.
"Hello... I'm Naraku... you're landlord."
Hey guys! Well, as you can probably tell, I'm new to the whole writing thing! This is my first story on Fanfiction, and I hope it didn't suck too badly. If you have any questions about the story, ask me in the reviews. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Please review!
