Authors Note:

It has been a very long time since I have written a fiction. However it feels rather good to be back with my fingers on the keyboard after all the stuff I have gone through. I hope you all enjoy my story and leave many helpful reviews. This is actually going to be a remake version of one of my older fictions since I believe my style has improved to much to just continue where I left off. This site has changed so much since my first days on here.

Leading a normal life is always simple enough with the right attitude. Along the early morning streets of Mokpo, Takumi took his usual route to Gong Jung Il Academy. The city Mokpo had been his home since a little after his birth when his mother decided to pursue her career in South Korea. If he had questioned the matter further about why go to Korea just to be a ramen shop owner, he may have seen his mother freeze up a little. He would have seen that perhaps everything was not as it seemed. But the raven haired male who was a splitting image of his mother was too content with his life as it was to bother trying to pry into his mother's past. And she seemed to content with life as it was as well, Takumi was a good son and did not want to disturb her peace.

If the fifteen year old were to think about asking why Korea, he was talk himself out of it. The male thought he had something to do about the father he never met…

"Takumi-hyung*!"

At the sound of his name, the teen looked up from his pulled the brakes on his bike and skidded to a halt. When he looked back he smiled brightly, his signature cloudy blue eyes shining. "Oi! Chang-Soon," Takumi greeted as he junior caught up with him. He pat his back hard and chuckled, "I see you're finally going to make it to morning practice on time."

"Yup! I made sure to set my alarm earlier than normal to make sure I leave the house on time. Hey, Takumi-hyung you think you will make captain this year?" The brown haired brown eyed teen asked as he tried to look like he wasn't in pain from the "pat" on the back Takumi gave him.

Takumi shrugged, "I'm not so sure. Besides I don't think I really want to be captain. Everyone likes it the way it is with Kang Jae-Sook-hyung as our leader anyway."

"Aw, but Takumi-hyung you're really popular though, and besides you play way better than Jae-Sook-hyung. You always have such good judgment and make great calls. Not to mention you're one hell of a clean up batter…you shouldn't let the fact that Jae-Sook…."
"Its, hyung's last year playing with us, he graduates this semester." Takumi interrupted with a sigh. "He's lead the team well for the last few years if we go to nationals…. if we win nationals…Jae-Sook should lead us there."

After some thought, Chang-Soon nodded, "I gotcha. See, that's why people like you hyung. You are good looking, you're class rank in number one and your school testing rank is in the single digits, you're a baseball ace that'll no doubt get a scholarship any university you want one from….I envy you man."

Takumi smirked, "Don't forget I do it all without even breaking a sweat." He gloated. Though deep down he knew everything he was, was from his mother's humble upbringing. Even without her telling him he knew she came from hard times. So he did his best to be helpful, charming, model child Takumi and be someone she didn't have to worry about.

Takumi's life was a good one. His school days were easy; he got along with everyone and was popular in his class. He had a brilliant mother and his future seemed of so set. This was the life he wanted to keep living.

Kagome watched her son wide his bike down the street like she did every morning before going in to prepare the shop. She was blessed to have such an amazing son, and in a way she felt like she at least deserved that much after everything she'd been through. No longer a young teen, the adult mother moved through the kitchen gathering up the morning's dishes from the table and placed them in the sink to wash. Before starting she paused to look at her reflection in the basin on water. Her human age was forty-six but she barely looked twenty-five. And she would stay looking that way for a very, very long time. She shook her head and sighed. She would have so much to explain to her son one day.

"This is all your fault…you stupid daiyoukai." After setting the last dish out of dry she lifted her wrist to see the lavender colored crescent moon tattooed on her. Well, at least she had told her son and others who asked about it that it was a tattoo, but it was oh so much more than that. The fact that it was there meant he was still alive somewhere. "Are you looking for us, Sesshomaru?"

Speaking that youkai's name sent chills up her spine and she cursed her youthful naivety. After her and Inuyasha didn't work out…which was a long story in itself…she some how ended up with Sesshomaru. Yes, somehow. After all these years both when she had lived with him till now after she escaped from him, she still found that whatever connection she felt for him was a blur. A spark, then a flame, then smoke, then nothing. They were made for each other yet, could not find a way to be together after Takumi.

Kagome had run from him, from that era back to the one she was born in. She packed up her things, finding that she just could not go back to her life in Japan and moved to South Korea shortly after her son was born.

Here in Korea they lived a normal life, away from Sesshomaru's radar –she was sure he was still in Japan-. Her only problem was she wasn't sure if Takumi would one day show any signs of youkai in him. He was after all he was the child of a Daiyoukai and Inu Daiyoukai at that. Their traits ran strong in their bloodlines. She did put an enchantment over her son to ensure his safety and that of others.

As Kagome moved through her morning routine she wondered what would have happened if she hadn't left Sesshomaru. Her life now was great but she did hurt a lot of people when she ran. Like, literally hurt them if they got in her way. Once person had been Shippo. He was in the middle of his first puberty when she left. She'd always regret not being with him through that. Which lead to question about if he was still alive, did anyone take him in, and then thinking about possible death made her think of Miroku and Sango. Death was inevitable for them, she regretted not biding them farewell. The only person who's fate she knew of was Inuyasha since he had lived his last days by Takumi and her side.

"Hey, Takumi-hyung. Who is Inuyasha?" Chang-Soon asked suddenly. Takumi stopped walking, and looked at the sky.

"How do you know that name?" The blue-eyed boy asked, suddenly becoming distant. Chang-Soon realized that he shouldn't have asked. The baseball junior bowed curtly.

"Sorry, hyung. Its just that well, you won that essay contest last week. You know the Byung-Min "Hero" contest. And my teacher read it to us as an example. It was very well written by the way but I just wanted to know a bit more about this Inuyasha. He was your uncle right?"

"He's dead now."

"Oh. Really. I guess I should have figured that-"

"He died of leukemia when I was young. About nine years old I think I was. He was a great man. Almost like a father to me, and he protected my mother during her hard times. I only wish I could be with me and her now days when things are so well for us." With that said, the male came back from his thoughts and continued walking. Chang-Soon followed, choosing to do so in silence.

When the two got to the school they parted ways till eight when practiced started. Takumi had a good twenty minutes before he needed to be at the field. He set his bike up on the rack and locked it up, his mind still somewhat on his uncle. As he turned to run smack dab into Min-Ho and his to followers, they so happened to be the very few people that did not like Takumi.

Min-Ho, a tall muscular senior student, shoved Takumi into his bike. "Oi, don't get any ideas about competing for the captain's spot. That spot belongs to either Jae-Sook or one of the seniors. Tch, you think you're all that just because you were a starter from freshman year, and some sort of track star in middle school."

This was the other reason why Takumi didn't want to be the team's captain. Somehow the sport he loved most, the team ended up being filled with envious people. Takumi didn't have a reason for why he was good at athletics. He was just strong; he didn't get tired like the other guys and could do more than them. He could run and just keep running if he wanted. The first sport he was kicked out of was track in middle school. He won lots of medals but the coach said he caused too much of a disturbance because the other team members felt threatened by him. This was when he went to a public school, and was ridiculed for being good at something. He thought it would be different at this school.

Even if he did have popularity, he still didn't fit in normally did he? People always seemed to think he thought he was untouchable and distanced himself. They just admired him from afar. Takumi smirked, he guess he didn't mind being bullied, at least then people would approach him.

"Oi, what's that smug look for?" The boy on the right of Min-Ho barked, cuffing Takumi in the back of his head. It didn't hurt. It never really hurt when he was hit but it was annoying. After not getting the response he wanted the boy went to put his hands on Takumi again, but this time Takumi didn't take it and brought his own hand up to catch the boy's wrist before he hit him.

"Don't you all have something better to do? Practice is at eight." Takumi turned his gaze to Min-Ho who narrowed his eyes at him.

"I don't like your face kid." The senior spoke in a low dangerous tone. His two followers chimed in. The one on the left, cupping Takumi's face his hand roughly as he spoke.

"Better fix it before we fix it for you runt. You own mama won't recognize you, though it might be for the best. You're mom must have been one ugly bitch to have a kid as nasty looking as you!"

For some reason being called runt annoyed Takumi enough bite the hand that held his face hard. As for the other insults he didn't care, except for the one about his mother. An animalistic growled erupted from his throat as the teen screamed for him to let go of his hand. Takumi would have broken his hand with how hard he was biting if he held on for a few more seconds but Min-Ho pryed the young teen off of his friend, and slammed his fist into the boy's lower stomach. It hurt badly. The strength Min-Ho had it didn't seem human, as the older teen clutched the young boy by his neck and lifted him off the ground.

"Let him go Min-Ho."

All eyes turned to see Jae-Sook. Jae-Sook was a well-built young man, relatively tall with shoulder length black hair and dark green eyes that you could only tell were green when the sun shone on them. He only ever seemed to have two settings, indifferent and relentlessly strict. "Min-Ho, 100 laps around the school. Now. Along with your goons and I don't care if you bleed to death while running Hyun run your ass around the school 100 times before going to the nurse."

Min-Ho dropped Takumi, and turned to Jae-Sook walking up to him slowly. The two stared each other down for a few seconds before Min-Ho went to do his laps his goons jogging up behind him. When they were out of sight, Jae went to Takumi, bending down next to him.

What happened next certainly startled the captain. There was an intense aura around the young male. It was so thick and powerful it actually felt like something was slamming down on Jae-Sook's chest making it hard to breath. Then suddenly Takumi, after catching his breathe and not realizing he was out of danger, jumped up suddenly slash Jae-Sook's face. When Jae-Sook fell away from him, Takumi got up and grabbed his bike, peddling away as fast as he could. He didn't realize what he had just done. The claws on his hand morphed back to average fingernails.

Jae-Sook stood slowly, not hurt but just shocked and maybe a bit annoyed that he let his guard down and let the kid get a cheap shot at him. He watched Takumi as he raced away from the school. "Does he not realize what he just did?" The claw marks on the older boy's face already healing and fading. "Should I report this to Sesshomaru…Or should I just approach them on my own."

After a while of riding, Takumi seemed to come to his senses. The fear he felt almost completely gone. He shuddered as he got off his bike and sat down on a park bench. Min-Ho…he'd never gotten in so deep with him. They'd argued, he'd grabbed Takumi up by his collar before; he'd punched him once. But this Min-Ho was different. Like he couldn't fight him. He'd never felt so weak in front of anyone before. And he didn't now what was with that strange sensation he felt. Like some hidden power was about to surface in the other and thrash him about. At the moment Min-Ho looked like a completely monster and he just had to get away. He didn't remember anything about Jae-Sook or when he first started to ride away from the school. It wasn't until he was somewhere down town that he came to his senses.

Well, he'd have to go back to school though he didn't think he'd be making it to practice. He couldn't go home either, since his mother was annoyingly strict about his attendance for some reason.

As he got up to start his journey back to school, a bit of ruckus caught his attention. Glancing to his side, he noticed a group of guys surrounding some girl. Takumi had amazing hearing, and could here the girl yelling at the men in Japanese but they did not understand her. He had half a mind to just mind his business and just go to school but then the situation would weigh on his mind all day wouldn't it. Guilt.

"Hey, it doesn't matter if she's yelling at you in Japanese it's pretty obvious that she doesn't want to be bothered." He called, as he walked closer to the group. He slid his hands in his pocket coolly just smiling cockily. Since these were the type of guys that didn't think proactively Takumi was involved in some violence that now had him peddling his bike a fast as he could away from the police with the girl he saved riding along with him.

It as inhuman how fast he was making them go. But oblivious Takumi didn't realize they were passing cars that were going over 45miles per hour.

"Ya! What's you're name?" Takumi shouted in Japanese. His mother was Japanese and even though he grew up in Korea he was still Japanese as well. So why wouldn't he know Japanese.

"What?" The girl yelled, obviously frighten about how fast they were going, the fact that they were being chased by the police, and the fact that she had on a short skirt didn't make her feel super comfortable as they flew down the street.

"You're name! What is it?" Takumi yelled again, the sound of wind almost drowning out her response.

"What's you're name?"

Takumi scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Higurashi Inu Takumi"

"Inu?" She questioned softly.

"And you?"

"Takahashi Rin"

"Thank you and come again soon!" Kagome shouted cheerfully as two of her regular customers left her shop. It was a steady day and she was thankful for every customer. As she stirred the Ramen broth she chuckled. A Ramen shop had been Inuyasha's idea; they even named a dish after him. 'Eat Well Inu Ramen' Takumi named it when he was young and it was a customer favorite. Kagome sighed. She missed her brother dearly.

"I'll have the Eat Well Inu Ramen special please."

Kagome jumped in surprise as the young looking customer suddenly sat down at the bar and ordered. "Sure, no problem sweetie. But you look a little young shouldn't you be in class. I have a boy around your age, his first class should be over by now and the second should be starting up." She spoke kindly as she started on his order. At this point they were the only two in the shop though Kagome could have sworn the shop was at least half full a moment ago. It was lunchtime.

"I know you do, Higurashi-san. His name is Takumi right?" The boy ran his fingers through his hair and Kagome watched in amazement as the black strands turned orange reddish. "We go to the same school, I've been watching him for a while. My name is Jae-Sook or at least that is what I go by in this country…"

End Note:

Well that's the end of the first chapter, kind of just an intro but I hope you all like it.

*hyung – a term used by Korean men to address a man that is older than them. Literally means older brother. Often represents a close relationship. Can be compared to the Japanese word Senpai.

Ex. "Takumi-hyung" "Jae-Sook-hyung"