A/N: First of all I need to say that I'm using wordpad to type the chapters until my dad downloads microsoft word for me. So any spelling mistakes or grammer mistakes I make I appologize! And second, I have a job, Ballet class twice a week, and a boyfriend and two cats that all need my attention, so I promise I will write and post chapters whenever I have free time! Now on to the story!
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~Barbie~
Inuyashas P.O.V
"You have no imediate family?"
"Nope. Dad's parents are dead and my mother's parents disowned her when she married my father. And neither of them have any siblings."
The social worker looked pretty concerned but I didn't care. Maybe if I was lucky they would just let me have my fathers company and run the house in his place since I was gonna turn eighteen in about three months. I could take care of myself pretty well.
Actually, with all the servents doing the cooking and cleaning I didn't have to take care of the house. But I didn't know how to run my old man's company. I barely even knew what they did. I knew that Tashio Coverage was a very successful life insurance company; one of the top recommended ones in Japan actually. And the company's rivalry was Oni Inc, which was a life insurance company as well and was, as well, one of the top recommended. They did everything my fathers company did and even expanded to the United States just like my father did. About a year ago we moved to America to live in a big city called Los Angeles but nobody accepted me. There were barely any demons that lived here, full and half. The few demons that I knew of were in gangs and the only reason why people were nice to my father was because he had so much money. And they were only nice to me in front of my father. Whenever he wasn't there I was always called evil, disguisting, worthless, a waste, the list goes on and on. And because of that, I rarely ever went out anywhere. I was homeschooled and took my courses online with the K12 program. I liked it that way. I could study how ever much I wanted to and when I wasn't studying I was usually playing my guitar.
I felt lonely sometimes but I knew that there was no one that I would find that would want to be friends with anyone that has demon blood. I had never had a girlfriend. Never had sex. Never had my first kiss. But I didn't care. No girl wanted to be with a demon. Those words were burned into my brain due to how many times I had heard it from so many people. My dad got lucky. He was a demon but the love of his life was human and she accepted him and treated him no different than anyone else. My mother really was an amazing woman. She always told me I was handsome and that some girl is gonna be very lucky one day to be with a replay them in my head but it wasn't the same. It would be my voice saying it and not hers. And I never believed anything I said. I would tell myself that I am worth something and that I am not garbage like peole say I am. No matter how many times I would tell myself that, I wouldn't believe myself. I would fall into the hurtful words that people said and believed some of the things they said about me. Especially after the teachers or cops would pull me off whoever I was beating the shit out of because they were picking on me.
I never really understood why they would pick on me and say hurtful things to me when they knew that I could kill them with one punch to the stomach. Usually the people that I would fight with ended up in the hospital and I wouldn't have a scratch on me. Now, you'd think that kind of stuff would give me a badass reputation and have people talking about me and saying "Dont mess with him! He'll kill you!"
But that wasn't the case. Eventually I stopped fighting and just kept walking past people and past their taunts and words. However, they didn't know what I would do when I would get home. It would be the same thing almost everyday. Run to my room and cry out of anger and frustration. Sometimes I would wish that my mother was there so that she would make all the pain go away like she used to. Then I would cry even more because I missed my mother. Sometimes Mae would come in and comfort me and make me talk to her about some of the things people said to me and she would always say the same thing each time.
"You're no different than anyone else. It just takes a lot of love to see that we're all the same. And you'll find someone who will say the same thing to you one day. And everything will be better."
Mae was almost as wonderful as my mother. Even when my mother was still alive she treated me like her own son and she was best friends with my mother. They always gossiped and would have tea together.
Mae had offered to the social workers to let me stay at the house and she would be my temporary guardian until I turned eighteen. I really hoped they would allow it. Mae was the closest thing to a friend that I had.
"We've found your father's will."
The social workers voice pulled me from my thoughts and I gave them my full attention.
"Well what does it say?" I asked.
"Well it says here that if something were to happen to both him and your mother, your half brother, Sesshomaru, is to take you in and care for you until your eighteenth year. From there, you both take your highest positions as CEO's of Tashio Coverage, when you reach adulthood of course."
"WHAT?!" I was beyond pissed. I hadn't been that pissed in a right good while. How the hell does my dad expect me to live with that fluffy asshole and then run a company with him? He must have been high when he wrote his will. Yea, that explains it. He knew that Sesshomaru and I hated each other. He would never make us do this.
"What's wrong little brother? Not happy with the new arrangments?"
I knew that cold heartless voice anywhere.
I turned to face the splitting image of my father that I hated for years.
"Sesshomaru," I said and made sure that the deep firey hatred I held for him would show in my voice. I was hoping it would intimidate him. But it didn't. Instead of shivering from the hatred I showed to him (which I could see most of the people in the room did) he did something I had never seen him do before and never think he would ever do it.
He smirked lightly.
