AN: Ok so this is my first story ever. I don't really like to wright and I'm really really bad at it but I'v had this idea plat line in my head for a while but I never saw a story with so I decided to wright it myself so if anybody thinks that this is a good story and would like to be my beta that would be apreciated. Be prepared for alot of angst.

DISCLAIMER: I dont's own Inuyasha or any of it characters and all that good stuff

CHAPTER 1

It was a normal afternoon at school for Inuyasha Keigo. He had just gone through the lunch line before hearing someone yell, "Get out the way fag!" as a large figure pushed past the hanyou, forcing him to fall flat on his stomach with his face in his tray.

It was like this every day for Inuyasha, the outcast. It wasn't just that he was the only half-demon at Taisho High School, but he was also the only out gay student.

Inuyasha pushed himself up onto his hands and knees and pulled his head out of the filth, only to have a pristine black shoe push it back into the horrible, mushy concoction people called cafeteria food.

"Who said you could get up Inuyasha?" came a deep sultry voice. "I do believe mutts belong on the floor and I just know how much you enjoy being on your hands and knees."

The shiny black dress shoe, part of the schools uniform, was finally removed from his head. The hanyou chanced a glance up into the gorgeous face of his tormentor's ring leader: Sesshomaru Taisho, the son of the headmaster Toga Taisho, and most popular kid in school. He could get away with anything… and he pretty much did.

"Pfft, you're not even worth the dirt on my shoes," he said coldly as he gracefully walked away.

Inuyasha quickly scrambled up, gathered all the food that had spilled on the floor onto his tray, picked out as much of the food from his previously clean ivory hair as he could, and threw it all away before proceeding to the bathroom with his head down, nobody seeing the tears gathering in his eyes.

After he washed the last of the various particles of food off his face and hair, he looked under the doors of all the stalls and made sure he was alone before locking himself in the one furthest from the door and proceeding to bawl his eyes out.

The thing most people don't know, or just don't remember, is that Inuyasha and Sesshomaru had been best friends until two years ago, at the end of their last year of junior high.

It had begun when Inuyasha's mother had moved her and her son to Tokyo when he was three because of work. On the first night in their new house they received a dinner invitation from the next door neighbor, Toga Taisho. Inuyasha was hesitant and shy about meeting new people and desperately clung to his mother as the tall man who had asked them to dinner answered the door.

He looked very friendly with a bright warm smile that seemed all that much more inviting when added to the warm golden eyes and snow white hair that looked so much like his own. Beside the man was a very pretty lady with long, silken, silver hair, but that was as far as the attractiveness went, for she seemed to be staring down at Inuyasha with disgust. Beside his mother's legs stood the most beautiful person Inuyasha had ever seen. The boy looked to be around his own age, though quite a bit taller, with long hair the color of moonlight and unflawed pale skin. He also had a blue crescent moon on his forehead that Inuyasha desperately wanted to touch, but the most striking feature was the molten gold orbs that seemed to bore right into Inuyasha's soul. Inuyasha blushed from being stared at so intently.

The woman was introduced as Kimi Taisho and the boy as their son Sesshomaru Taisho. Inuyasha let the name roll around in his mind and decided it was just as beautiful as the boy himself. After dinner Toga led the boys to the play area that was set up in the living room. Inuyasha was amazed by all the toys but too shy to do anything but gaze longingly at a shiny cherry red fire truck and sit as far back in corner as he could in order to seem as small as possible. Sesshomaru, who hadn't taken his eyes off the little boy with his curious little puppy ears, noticed where the boy was staring. He picked up his favorite truck and sat next to the little boy. Inuyasha looked over at the other boy questioningly when he held out the pretty truck he had been staring at.

"I'll let you have this if you let me touch your ears and promise to be my best friend." Inuyasha's eyes widened when he heard this and enthusiastically nodded his head yes before dipping his head down to give the boy better access to his silky white puppy ears.

Sesshomaru giggled as he stroked the soft appendages until he had his fill, and then handed the truck over to the boy. Then, when he saw the bright joyful smile light up the other boy's face, he knew Inuyasha was going to be his friend forever.

After that the boys became inseparable. They spent nearly every waking, and sometimes sleeping, hour together at either school, one of their hang outs, or, as in most cases, one of their houses. They stayed over at Inuyasha house more often though, since Sesshomaru's mother didn't seem all that fond of him for some reason. They had even positioned Inuyasha's room to make sure it was right across from Sesshomaru's, separated only by a thin piece of lawn and a big oak tree that lay between their houses. Sesshomaru would use this to climb into Inuyasha's window in the middle of the night when his parents got into a particularly bad argument and cuddle into Inuyasha's arms and cry himself to sleep as his best friend comforted him.

One such evening, when they were about 10, was worse than the rest and Inuyasha knew it right away when Sesshomaru used the front door instead of the tree. He found his friend at his front door, after being awoken by loud banging, with his arms wrapped tightly around himself and tears streaming down his face. He had immediately launched into Inuyasha's awaiting arms and proceeded to sob even more. Inuyasha led him up the stairs and into his room after shooing his mother away and put the distraught youkai on his bed.

"My mom left," the weeping boy whispered as he cuddled up to his best friend for comfort.

"So? She always leaves after a bad fight. You know that." Inuyasha said soothingly while stroking his friend's hair.

"No, not this time, this time it's different, I know it. She's not coming back," he sobbed out.

Inuyasha just sat there quietly, thinking, as he let his friend cry until his sobs tapered off into silence. Inuyasha was brought out of his thoughts when Sesshomaru put his hand on either side of the hanyou's face and drew it closer to his own.

"Inuyasha, I love you. You're my best friend and the only person in the world I can trust. Promise me you'll never leave me" he said seriously.

At his words Inuyasha blushed profusely and dumbly nodded his head. With a sad smile Sesshomaru gently placed the boy's head on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around the waist of his best friend and fell asleep.

Inuyasha wasn't so lucky. He laid there with his cheek resting on his friends chest as something very dangerous began to blossom in his heart.

When the boys first entered middle school they thought everything would remain the same between them, but soon found out otherwise as Sesshomaru's growing popularity allowed him less and less time to spend with Inuyasha. Neither of them liked it, but Inuyasha was very understanding and never let it show how much it hurt him to not have his best friend all to himself.

Middle school was also when Inuyasha's race first became an issue. He had never heard words like 'mutt face' and 'dirty half-breed' said toward him before, but now they were heard everywhere. However, the most distressing thing was that the people that made fun of him the most were some of Sesshomaru's friends: an ugly, green kappa boy named Jaken, three wolf youkai Kouga, Ginta, and Hakkaku, and most annoyingly wind demoness named Kagura. Sesshomaru didn't seem to notice this at all though and Inuyasha never told him.

After a while Sesshomaru started coming to Inuyasha's house less and less and even canceled plans he had made with the hanyou to hang out with his new friends. Inuyasha tried to not let it get to him, but his heart would ache terribly every second he was away from his friend. Sometimes he would get so excited when they made plans that he would end up spending all night crying when they were cancelled. Inuyasha had realized by this point that he was in love with his friend and it was becoming more and more of an effort to keep it a secret. He had noticed the way Sesshomaru and Kagura looked at each other and even though it caused him a lot of pain he decided it was best if he kept his feelings to himself.

Things went on like this up until the end of year vacation their class had taken to Disney World. He was put in a hotel room with Sesshomaru, Jaken, and Kouga but there were only two beds. Koga and Sesshomaru had already claimed the beds for themselves, but Inuyasha had thought that he would be sharing a bed with his best friend, like he had been since he was three, but when he got in the bed to go to sleep Kouga started laughing and calling him a fag. That didn't hurt too badly. What really hurt was when he looked to Sesshomaru to help him; the larger male only looked away from him. Hurt and betrayed, Inuyasha climbed out of the bed and curled up in the corner on the floor since Jaken had taken the lounge chair. Sesshomaru pretty much ignored Inuyasha the rest of the trip and every time the hanyou looked at him, he would just look away in shame and walk away.

On the last night of the vacation Inuyasha had had enough of his friend's odd behavior and called him off to a secluded corner while everyone else was swimming at the hotel pool. He demanded to know why the youkai had been acting the way he had. Sesshomaru scratched his head in embarrassment and said he was afraid people would think he was gay if he hung around Inuyasha alone too much. This devastated Inuyasha. Not only was his friend ashamed to be with him, he now knew that there was absolutely no chance of them ever being anything more. Yes, it hurt horribly, but somehow it was not as bad as what his friend said next.

"Plus, I wanted to spend more time with Kagura and she doesn't like you all that much. I think I'm going to ask her out when we get back," were the words that pierced the hanyou's mind like a dagger. He was overcome with anger and jealousy to the point that something in him just snapped. He grabbed hold of Sesshomaru's shirt, pulled him down, and crashed their lips together.

For a moment Inuyasha was in heaven. Finally, finally he got to feel what those luscious lips felt like on his. But his euphoria was short lived when he suddenly heard a gasp and chuckle coming from the direction the pool was. Suddenly, he was on the ground and his arms were bleeding from the impact with the concrete he had been standing on. But he didn't feel any of this, no; he was too transfixed with the face of his supposed best friend who pushed him down onto said concrete.

Sesshomaru looked at Jaken, Kouga, and Ginta who were chuckling and making homophobic fag comments. Then he looked down at the hanyou he just shoved to the ground. At first Sesshomaru looked shocked, then sad, then disgusted, and finally settling on anger.

"Don't touch me you disgusting half-breed faggot, I can't believe you actually kissed me. If I had known you were a fag I would never have been your friend in the first place. Just stay the fuck away from me." Inuyasha watched the retreating back of his former best friend in utter shock. He couldn't believe that had happened. He should have just kept his feeling to himself, he mused to himself, as he numbly walked back to his room. Before he could get there he was confronted by a teacher who told him that his roommates requested that he be put in a different room.

Inuyasha had spent the plane ride home in silence and a completely blank expression. Nobody would even sit with him on the plane. It wasn't until he got back home that he let himself cry at the loss of his best friend and first love. He cried for hours, until he eventually passed out, and when he looked out his bedroom window the next morning he saw curtains over Sesshomaru's window for the first time.

Things only got worse in high school for the hanyou. Nobody seemed to want to be near him and Sesshomaru began to participate in teasing him as well, though he only sat back and watched when his lackeys would gang up on and beat the hanyou. Everyone eventually forgot that they had ever had anything to do with the other before the newfound abusive relationship. But even through all of the abuse and time that passed, Inuyasha still couldn't bring himself to stop loving his former best friend.

At the sound of the bell, Inuyasha broke out of his thoughts and realized he had been on auto pilot since lunch and it was now time for seventh period; one of the three classes he had with Sesshomaru.

As soon as he stepped into the classroom he was greeted with his usual dirty hanyou and fag name calling. It didn't really faze him all that much anymore. Seriously, people needed to come up with new material. As he was walking to his desk, he was three behind Sesshomaru, he was tripped by one of the idiots and landed right at the feet of the man he had just spent the last two hours thinking about. He just glared at me coldly as was his new habit and then continued to flirt with Kagura, who was hanging off his neck laughing at the embarrassed and now angry hanyou.

Inuyasha got off the floor and angrily stomped to his desk, which only served get more laughs on his behalf. God, I can't wait for the day to just be over, the hanyou thought as he drifted back into his own little world in his head. He was brought out again by the sound of the bell. He quickly got all his things together and rushed out the door, but just as he was passing Sesshomaru he felt something being pushed into his right hand. He instinctually clasped his hand around it and looked down at the man he knew put the paper there, but Sesshomaru just continued to gather his things like nothing happened, so the hanyou left. He had a pretty good idea what it said anyway. It wasn't until he was safely in his room that he unfolded the piece of paper that had been given to him. Inuyasha blushed at what he read. Oh, yeah, it was exactly what he thought it was. The small torn off piece of paper held only one word in fluidly neat scrawl that could only belong to Sesshomaru. "Tonight."

You see, another thing nobody knew was that for the last year, every few nights Sesshomaru had been climbing into Inuyasha's room just like he used to when he was a kid. And fuck the hanyou.

Ok so thats over I hope alteast one of you didn't think it was utter crap. Please don't give me bad reviews unless they are helpfull. Thank you and I hope to hear from you.