'An Analysis of the Current State of Inuyasha's Sanity'

Written by: Diablo Omega

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Same as last time…

Summary: Inuyasha's past and present complexes.

Inuyasha, like his half-brother, only very briefly new his father, and, also like his sibling, lost his mother at a very early age. Unlike his brother, however, Inuyasha retained his emotions. Unfortunately, these emotions were all negative: Hate, depression, and most of all an insatiable thirst for vengeance. Without his mother to protect him, the years of constant harassment and abuse suffered at the hands of the villagers had scarred the hanyou for the rest of his life. He was accepted by neither the human villagers nor any of the world's youkai. Because of this, he spent much of his time in what would later be called 'The Forest of Inuyasha': where he could escape the human cruelty and be alone with his thoughts. An unseen corollary slowly strangled the young half-demon's soul: The crushing loneliness and hatred for humanity he had swathed himself in like some proverbial cloak was crippling his ability to survive in any way but complete self-dependence.

Inuyasha's long-suppressed hate and rage toward came boiling over, and all the fear and loneliness and secret self-loathing he had kept inside all his life was displaced onto the demons he began hunting to sate his anger, and the villagers he despised for simply being of the same species as those who had hurt him. He was unkind and stubborn to others without reason other than his own personal issues, and nobody seemed to care.

For a brief time, he and Kikyo, the village priestess, seemed to have a warm, caring relationship in the blooming stages. Due to Naraku's meddling and greed for power, however, Kikyo and Inuyasha were turned against each other, the former dying whilst sealing the latter in a supernatural slumber.

Little had changed since he had been awoken by Kagome (Kikyo's reincarnation), though some distinct hints of concern and maybe even awakening love had shown through his spiteful pretense. One can only hope…

A/N – I dunno…I thought up, wrote, and edited this monstrosity in less than 20 minutes. What's your opinion? Let me know, if you don't mind…I'll have the next one up sometime before the end of August, I hope. Auf Wiedersehen!