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CHAPTER 4: STUPID PEOPLE, STUPID DECISIONS

I wanted to stop by my old house to pick up somethings. I was late Sunday night and I assumed my family would be out of the house. My father and his human Izayoi would always go out on Sundays and Inuyasha, well even if he was there I didn't care. His car was gone though. So assumed I wouldn't have to deal with his annoying shouting and insults. At least I knew if I ever wanted to let some steam off there was always Inuyasha to pick a fight with.

I pulled in front of the house, letting the engine fall silent. I walked up to the door and pulled the mat to reveal the spare key and let myself in. I didn't waste time looking around but went straight up into my old room and pulled out some of the items I had left. When my father had made me go I assumed it wouldn't be longer than a few days, then he'd realize that this whole charade was pointless. But it had been a week since. I remember what he had said the day before he had decided to send me away.

"You must entrust the swords Tetsusaiga and Souunga to me," I commanded. It was only logical, due to the fact that once my father had met Izayoi he no longer needed them because he no longer left to fight enemies and better himself. He was senseless. He gave up everything to be with her, even the conquest of power. I wasn't going to be so foolish.

"And if I refuse, will you kill me? Your own father?" he asked. Izayoi walked in as we were talking and shot worried looks at both of us. I glared at her. This was not her place. But I did not answer his question either. He sighed, "Do you desire power so much?" He paused, "Why do you seek power my son?"

It was a simple question and an obvious answer. "The path I walk is the one of supreme conquest. And it is power that will reveal the way for me."

"Supreme conquest?" my father scoffed, "Tell me Sesshomaru, have you someone to protect?"

I was taken back by his question. "Protect?" Why would I waste my time and hold myself back with a such a nuisance? I was not like him. My father was softened by his taste in weak creatures. I was better than that. "The answer is no. I, Sesshomaru, have no need of such."

The blood was boiling in my veins, I did not want to fight my father. But his shear ignorance was overwhelming. My father stood up, looked at me and left, leaving me to sit and bubble over in anger. He was incompetent and his continued possession of those swords was unneeded.

The thought still made me livid. I picked up some clothes and brought my swords down into my car. The only sword in which my father would entrust me, was the useless Tenseiga, a sword that could save a 100 lives in one swing, a sword that did me no good on the path of which I had chosen.

The threw them into the back and sped off glad too put distance between that house and me. The longer I stayed, the angrier I got.

I wished I wouldn't have had to return to those human's home. I would have moved somewhere else if my dad hadn't owned nearly all the properties, and the ones that he didn't own he made sure to make bargains with the sellers and they refused to sell to me. I would have run away too, but if I didn't complete my high school years then the government would surely come and give me hell. Every demon under 18 in demon years was required to go back to high school every so often as the government felt there was something new and important to learn, sadly I was in that current predicament.

I returned to the house to find everyone sleeping. I passed by the human girl's room and saw her tossing and turning in bed as her breathing rate speed up. I wondered what was troubling her. She seemed to always have something on her mind. Whenever I would passed by her room she would always tossing and turning like this. Sometimes she would call out nothings in her sleep. I'm glad she was so quiet or I would be kept awake by her consistent night speech.

I made my way to the bathroom which I had learned by now that the human girl conquered day. I only showered at night when I couldn't sleep, and sometimes if I was lucky enough to get here early in the morning before she was awake. Usually this sort of thing would make me angry. But I gave up on blowing up in anger on her, I didn't need too. I let her do what she will with this part because in the scheme of things it was a very small part in what I planned to run, which was everything else. Plus yelling at her just didn't seem right, even if she was just a human. She seemed too weak and naive to waste anger on.

I showered and wrapped a towel around my waist, water droplets still running down my stomach.(Yummy! ;P) As I was walking back to my room I saw the girl was still troubled in sleep She let out soft words. But they were all unintelligible, not spoken in any language I knew of.

I laid down in bed and hoped for sleep. Although sleep for demons was unnecessary, I still enjoyed sleeping to pass time. I could stay up forever, but I didn't need too. A powerful demon such as myself would live 1000's of years. That gave me more than enough time to be awake.

The sun was barely up when I was woken up by the slam of a door and voices. That certainly did not start me off in a good mood. I dressed in my uniform slowly and walked out to find a very angry human girl stomping out of her room, she was practically fuming. I found it a bit comical.

She walked in front of me meeting my eyes once before looking away. It wasn't like her to say nothing. No matter what the situation she always had something to say. And truthfully at times I found it slightly annoying, but I think I found silent her even more aggravating.

She continued walking to my car. It had become a bad habit of mine to drive her to school, it wasn't that bad although she would always strike up meaningless conversation with me during the ride. It was her idea of being friendly and I wasn't really looking to make any friends.

I unlocked the doors and she got in saying nothing, still holding that angry look on her face.

I sat down and put the key into the ignition. "What is wrong?" I asked her unusual angry features making the whole car fill up with tense air, which was not helping my already nostalgic mood.

"Oh," she stuttered, "Nothing. I'm sorry."

Well it obviously wasn't nothing. She was practically sheathing.

"You don't have to tell me." I started up the engine and drove away in the direction school.

But she began to speak again, "It just my mom won't let me go back and see my friends this weekend. It's my friend Yuuka's birthday."

"And why not?" I said casually taking a left down the next street.

She looked surprised that I had asked. "Well, she won't drive me because my father has work, she is looking for work, and she won't let me go alone taking a train because she doesn't trust me not to get lost."

I didn't respond for a few seconds but I could smell small salty droplets forming under her eyes. The last thing I needed was for her to cry. I was having such an awful morning and she was making it worse, I had supposed talking about it would have gotten it off her chest and would have made the ride more at ease. But it just made it worse.

"I can take you," I volunteered. I had a feeling I might regret wasting my time driving a human girl around the country, but I was already in a terrible mood and she was making it difficult.

"Really?" She smiled. I didn't answer. Because I wasn't sure whether I was really going to waste my weekend on this girl.

We arrived at school and I gave my final answer, "Yes. I will take you."

I got out of the door and so did she. "Thank you Sesshomaru!" I didn't turn around to acknowledge her. Since when were we on a first name basis? Oh probably when I decided to drive her 100 miles back to her hometown. Damn. As much as I already regretted it, her voice saying my name had ring to it. Rarely did anyone ever say my name in such a positive tone.

My first class was Mathematics. I was put in a class that was way below my level so my attention wasn't really need, which is why it happened to be my favorite class. I walked in and the room fell silent like it always did. I was in a class with 30 human freshmen. They all were scared out of their fucking senses when I walked in. But it was only human instinct. Sometimes I liked to see them scared, but today the silence was annoying.

I slammed my books which made the boy next to me jump. I smirked a bit. Humans were weak.

My next class was Art. I walked in and was greeted by Kagura.

"Hello Sesshomaru," she smiled, "Having a good morning?" She had a thing for me ever since I had been transferred into her class. I wasn't interested. There was something about her that annoyed me. As much as a student-teacher relationship called out and pulled on the heart strings of the average hormonal teenage boy, which I was way pasted, I couldn't find myself drawn to her. A relationship would just hold me back. After the next two years I was going to be gone. I wouldn't have to come back to high school, I was going to be 18 and I was going to leave and never come back. There was no use starting relationships that wouldn't last. I had played those games all through last time I had attended high school. They were only beneficial for a short time. Long term was just not good for what I had planned and no one was ever going to hold me back.

I took a seat in class and tapped my pencil waiting for class to be over. The human girl saying my name passed through my mind and I turned like I thought I heard her calling me from the door. I could sworn I heard her. I narrowed my eyes. Where was she? The boy that sat behind me turned to look where I was and to his dismay he found no one. I looked at him and I could hear his heat rate pick up. I turned back around. Damn voices.

Class was over and I got up, but as I was walking out I was a red notebook on the floor. Rin Yoshida it read. That was the girls name. I picked it up and wondered if she had left it here on purpose. That didn't seem logical. It was left slightly open and I caught a glimpse of her work.

I saw a face made up of an array of different colors, everything was opposite of what you would expect though. I was somewhat taken back by the fact that a human could create something like this. Something disturbed me though, in the center where they eyes were supposed to be was two black chasms, with two red dots right in the center. This was certainly not the art I presumed a human girl would be painting.

I left for my next class and brought along the girl's notebook. I found her sitting there early this time. She had been late the last few times. She had been getting on our teachers nerves lately. Our teacher assumed that she was doing it on purpose, the teacher was human, and could not tell how confused, yet relived the girl was when she found the class each time. I was somewhat glad that the girl had found the class on time today or our teacher would have went off on her.

I stopped in front of her desk and set the notebook down on it.

She looked in surprise down at it.

"This is yours, is it not?" I asked. "You are Rin Yoshida."

"Yeah, it is," she smiled. "You take art?"

"Yes." I turned and sat down. I heard Bankotsu and his fellow human and weakling demons socializing. It was hard not to hear them. They were unreserved in their thoughts and conversations about the labs.

"Labs blow. I'd rather see the shit explode, then 'examine to color change'" he said to his friends while reading over the worksheet he had no doubt never read before.

I remember doing this lab awhile ago, so it wasn't anything new. My partner wasn't so ignorant either. He did a lot of the work and asked minimal questions.

We were about 30 minutes in class when I heard the girls voice speak up.

"Which one do I add after adding the blue colored one?" she asked to the teacher. I looked back at her asking. It was the clear one labeled #1.

"The clear vials now," she replied, "Only one and two for this lab. The two on the right." She turned back to help a different group.

I was turning back when I noticed the wanna be rebel surprisingly do some work and pick up a vial. But then I saw him switch out #5 with #2 while the girl was adding #1.

He was about to see first hand his unrealistic dream of "seeing shit explode" come to be with no knowledge of the compounds and what they were capable of. I had only a few seconds to react before Rin going to pour the mistaken vial into the beaker and cause major damage.

"Stop!" I yelled just a half a second before she poured it in, but it was too late. Rin looked up to me and her eyes widened in horror before I lurched forward and pushed away from the exploding beaker. The vial slipped from her small hands and hit the ground with two clinks pouring out the rest of the liquid. Time seemed to go by a little slower as we fell back to the ground and I heard every detail.

I had attempted to hit the ground without falling on top of the girl. But I had landed somewhere along the side.

There was fire. I saw bright burning hot light everywhere. I pulled the girl up off the floor and ushered us out of the room. She let out moans of pain as I pulled her along faster than her legs would carry. I practically picked her up put of there. Others were now making their way out of the room. We all made our away out into the end of the hall and outside where I finally let my senses calm down. I assessed the damage of the building. None could be seen from the outside but the smell of smoke was thick in the air and the fire alarm had already been rang through the school. More students were rushing out of the building. Forget the schools fire assemblies, practicing order and structure. This was chaotic.

I whimper came from the girl next to me. She had a burn down her leg. It looked painful. I wasn't going to ask if she was okay. I didn't need too. I set her down on the grass and surveyed the students and faculty walking out. Most my class was here, even Bankotsu.

He was holding his face and speaking to someone. "The stupid girl I next to poured in the wrong vial!" He told to the guy.

I walked up to him and brought my hands around his neck and slammed him up against the wall.

"What!" I spat and paused pushing into his neck even more, "were you thinking?"

He coughed. And turned to see me. The whole side of his face had burns. He didn't respond. People started to gather around us.

I tightened my grip even more, close to breaking his neck. He attempted to speak but he was gasping. By that time the principal had arrived along with his most trusted staff. They followed him like flies on rotting meat, Kagura included. Naraku was in hiding like he always was. Principal of a school was the perfect position that no one would expect a demon rebel leader to be in. Only certain people knew about his secret. I found out from Kagura who had attempted to get me to join and be in the rebel forces. I had declined. I refused to take orders from anyone. I said nothing, because I didn't really care what he did.

"Let go of him now, Shesshomaru!" Naraku ordered. He didn't come and pull me away like he did most fights. He was smart not to get in the middle of a conflict with me. I was different, being stronger, demons like me never fought with people that were below them, not now in this time period. Humans knew not to cross us. But Bankotsu was unaware that he was going to anger me. I wasn't hurt during the explosion, in fact very few people were except for that girl and him. Yet somehow the fact that he foolishly caused that girl pain angered me. He knew that she was with me, in the fact that I drove her here and lived with her, and the fact that he would hurt something that was associated with me made me clearly upset.

Naraku had his favorite students, Bankotsu and his mortals happened to be among them. Not wanting to create a scene that would no doubt make it to the papers if it continued, I threw him to the ground. He curled up on the ground gasping at first and then began lurching sporadically. The teachers rushed around me to attend to the seizing mortal.

I turned around to see the girl laying in the grass with the school nurse attending to her leg. She looked at me and had a different look on her face. It wasn't sad, nor angry, but only considerably happy. She gave me a weak smile before her face was covered by that of another student walking in front of her.

"Rin! Are you okay?" the student exclaimed.

I saw my brother then two. He came up to the female student in front of the girl. "Kagome! Are you hurt?" He asked grabbing her wrist and surveying the female with his eyes. Of course she was fine. She was the one standing, not lying on the ground in pain. His ignorance astonished me.

I looked over to Bankotsu who was now coming back to himself. He glared over at me and said something through a cracked voice as the fire department loudly sirened their way into the front of the school.

"You will pay for this you filthy demon," he croaked. The humans could not hear because of the obnoxious noise emerging from the red vehicle, but I heard.

Hm, Did this boy have a death wish?

I wrote this at the end rather fast. I apologize for any points were it didn't make sense and for grammatical or spelling errors present. If you haven't figured it out yet, this was my first chapter in Sesshomaru's point of view. I hoped to make the words and way of writing style a bit more mature than Rin's thoughts and actions. I hope I have somewhat succeeded. Anyways thanks to my lovely reviewers who reviewed for last chapter, icegirljenni, skylight14, squirtlepokemon215, scarecrow09, Toph43, Michellekyle11, Ink on a Page, jolie luv, and Angel of purity and light. Thank you guys so much. ^-^ I would have never have been able to write this so fast without you guys cheering me on.

さようなら(Sayonara),

Bella Kouno