The dirty rag was stuffed in his face, his eyes watering from the dreadful scent. All those memories, gone. His parents, and his small amount of animal friends were forgotten...

Screaming was all Inuyasha could do, his very life was being swiped from his memory. Not that it was a very good life though. Being a hanyou meant being the outcast from both youkai and humans. Tears escaped his eyes as the final memories were vanishing. Blackness was the only thing he remembered now.

The bright sunlight streamed through the thick underbrush he was lying in. Rubbing his eyes he began to look around. His ears swiveled in any direction of any noise he could detect, unsure of himself he brushed himself off and started to walk. He came upon a village with mostly humans who were dancing around a large fire screaming in victory. The hanyou walked forward curious about what they were celebrating about. As he emerged from the underbrush, two humans stopped dancing and stared, mouth open in rage.

"It's a hanyou!", the first man cried while pointing his crooked finger at me.

"I don't know, but we should kill it!", the second man said with a vicious smile playing on his lips.

"Stop! I will leave then!", Inuyasha said while cowering from all the sharp rocks that were being thrown at him. Blood streamed from a cut from a rock on his head. Running was all the hanyou could do, back into the thicket of the woods. For hours he walked, afraid that if he stopped anywhere too long then he would be attacked again. Finally, he rested against a tree exhausted and hungry. He looked upon the stars for comfort and began to cry. "Why was I born a mere hanyou?", he whispered to himself while drifting asleep, only to have nightmares attack him there too.

-CRACK- The sound woke Inuyasha up from his sleep. Immediately his heartbeat doubled.

"What do we have here?", a cat youkai emerged in front of him. Purple eyes fixed on Inuyasha with a hungry look, the youkai's mouth was almost watering.

"Another midnight snack!", said a boar youkai with other younger ones following him. Immediately he was on his feet running. The hanyou's feet snapping every twig in his path, so it was impossible to hide. No matter how many minutes seemed to pass, the youkai seemed relentless in their pursue. His legs were as heavy as lead and wouldn't keep him up soon. The hanyou's breath was coming in hoarse, his lungs were burning with exhaustion. Inuyasha fell with a big "oomph!" His mouth was full of dirt, but he ran his tongue over his teeth to make sure he didn't loose any. The youkai had caught up with him now, each of them surrounding him on both sides. The first slashes burned across his skin as he winced in pain. "This is the fate of a hanyou after all...", he said to himself knowing that he couldn't escape and decided not to fight it anymore. One blow to the back of the head sent Inuyasha spiraling into darkness.

Sesshomaru was out, attending some business meeting with Ryuu, the heir prince to the 7th kingdom, when he heard a mangled cry from about 20 yards away. Oh, well it's probably some lowlife demon who was too weak to manage on its own. But the sound of the creature drew him in. He drifted towards the sound and found many youkai surrounding some other creature. He was about to look further when a smell came to him. Not human nor a youkai. A mere hanyou! Disgusted Sesshomaru started to turn away thinking that whatever was happening to the hanyou that he deserved it for being an abomination on this planet. The hanyou reached out above him to nothing and cried out, "Why?" Tears were streaming down the hanyou's face, dirt smudged almost every inch of his body. Except for his eyes. His eyes were two golden orbs that told of a different story, so sad they seemed, but they resigned to their fate. This angered Sesshomaru suddenly. No being should ever go down without a fight first, what a coward! "You are not allowed to die now!", Sesshomaru yelled while whipping the youkai down one by one with his poison whip. He collected himself when he was done and coolly walked up to the hanyou and picked him up by the scruff of his neck and slung him over his shoulder.

When the hanyou regained consciousness after the blow to the head, he wanted to say goodbye to the world, yet he was so sad that the world had betrayed him. He raised his hand towards the sky and asked one question, "Why?" Of course no answer ever came. Tears rose to his eyes as he began to mourn his surely coming death. He would no longer fight it, he was sick of living this cruel life and wanted it to end. His attackers were about to go for the kill when a wind erupted from all around him. A voice yelled, "You are not allowed to die now!", and shortly after, all the youkai who had been surrounding him collapsed to the floor with what seemed to be whip marks. A cool hand touched the back of the hanyou's neck and was violently picked up and slung over someone's shoulder. He went to look at who it was and was stupefied by the beauty he saw in front of him. Long, sliver, steaming hair, and blue markings on his face made his femininity seem graceful, but he still somehow looked masculine. His Amber eyes looked over to Inuyasha with such ferociousness that they seemed to suck all the energy and life out of him for soon he passed out over his warm shoulder.

Authors Note: Yaoi will be coming in later chapters, I will be giving warnings at the beginning of chapters for those who don't like Yaoi. Review on this story, it's my second story so far and I need advice. Inuyasha may be OOC, but it will fit within the story. PLEASE REVIEW if you like this story! ^_^ You will find out later why Inuyasha's memories were swiped.