Disclaimer: I OWN HIM!!! I DO!!! HONEST AND FOR TRUE!! HE"S MINE!! Oh, hi!
I was just talking to my friend about my dog, Topper. (-.-') As for Inu
Yasha, I don't own him. But....I did kidnap him and Sesshomaru... they live
here now and we are all happy here ^_^. I am mated with Inu Yasha, and my
dear friend, HieiKitty a.k.a. PhibbiKitty a.k.a. FemaleInuHanyou or, Becca,
as I call her (damn she has too many fucking names...) is mated with Sesshy.
Together, we have good times ^_^.
* Looks around nervously * that had absolutely nothing to do with this story... Well, here ya all go! This one is gonna be a little longer than the rest, and I don't know if there will be another this length. N e way... Another chapter! YAY!! * throws rice in the air and birds appear * Oh, if they have water this is gonna be neat... * goes off and gets a glass of water and puts it beside rice *
"A Hanyou in the Heart" by Inu Faceness
Chapter Six: He Lives This Way Because
They were walking down the sidewalk, just outside of a large brick red house. Shippo waved goodbye to his friend and opened the black iron gates surrounding the property. Inu Yasha was left alone as he traveled down the cement, although not for long. Kagome came up behind him. He smiled to himself as he took in her scent of green apples and vanilla (A/N: mmm...those are my two favorite smells). Oh, Kami how he had missed that. All those years, and he had never forgotten. That day all those years ago, he knew he was leaving. That's why he had told her not to forget.
"Songiya Inu Yasha!" She called out as she jogged toward him. He turned to look. Her long, raven hair shown like silk in the rays of the sun as it flowed behind her. Her clear complexion and her shockingly blue-gray eyes sparkled at him. Underneath, her long legs moved as she headed toward him. She had changed so much in appearance, but he didn't care. He had always imagined what she would look like and looks didn't matter to him.
"Hey, wench," Kagome smiled. The word sounded like a compliment when it rolled from his mouth, though most would take it as an insult. "What's up?"
Even though he had called her ugly earlier, she felt he hadn't meant it. After all, he had saved her from a killer kickball and given her a smile. A smile that made her breath catch, her heart beat fast, and made everything melt away. She walked along side him.
"Oh, nothing important happened in the, what? Seven years you've been gone?" A smile crept onto her lips. She held onto her math book with her hands. With every step, her thighs hit the cover. The breeze played with stray hair from her head and the cloth from her clothes.
"Yeah," Inu Yasha rubbed the back of his neck with a clawed hand, "sorry about that, Kagome. I was sent to live in America, so I couldn't be here to know you."
Time seemed to stop as Kagome looked at the hanyou beside her. His hair framed his face. His golden eyes held regret, sadness, and anger. 'Why America?' she silently asked herself. Inu Yasha looked so vulnerable in that moment. 'What happened to him?'
She noticed he stopped in front a large white two-story house. On the silver bars that secluded the building from the rest of the world was 'Songiya' in gold letters. Inu Yasha looked past the gate and to the front door. "It's been so long since I've seen him," he whispered to the wind, a hint of aggravation evident in his voice.
Kagome went to his side and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder just above his backpack strap. "Inu Yasha, is this your home?"
"Yeah, but it's really my brother's," He turned and looked Kagome straight in the face. "See ya tomorrow, wench," he was about to open his gate when he felt two arms around his neck.
Kagome couldn't help it. She had launched herself on him before she had time to think of her actions. However, just as fast, she let go, blushing in a mad fit. Kagome hid her face from his sight, embarrassed at her movement. Inu Yasha just chuckled. He lifted her head with his finger.
"Don't be ashamed, wench," he whispered. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before he entered the property and saying good bye.
Kagome smiled and touched her cheek. "Goodbye Songiya Inu Yasha." 'If this is a dream, don't wake up,' she told herself as she turned and headed home.
~*~
Inu Yasha held onto the straps of his bag as he walked up to the front door. 'Should I knock?' he wondered. He decided against it. 'Hell, I live here. I don't need to knock.' His fist wrapped around the silver doorknob and twisted. Inu Yasha heard small creaking sound, not audible by human ears, as he pushed open the large oak door. He stepped in and removed his beat up white tennis shoes. In his socks, he stepped onto the wood floor and proceeded into the house.
The ground was polished and decorated with extravagant rugs from all over the world. Walls, covered in elegant ornate blankets, surrounded him. Oh, how he hated this place. He always felt like it was wrong for him to be there. In all matters, he had been. When he was younger, Inu Yasha had been sent to live with Sesshomaru and his mother.
Inu Yasha walked down the hallway and to a wide staircase leading to the next floor. A red velvet rug filled each step and he started up them.
"Not even a hello for your half brother?" Inu Yasha didn't have to turn around to hear the aggravation in his voice.
"And what has put you in a pissy mood, Sesshomaru?" he stayed on the staircase, one hand gripping the guardrail. He heard a huff from the other man.
"I have to put up with you again. Another year of Hell, Inu Yasha; that's what I am aggravated about. Now, as your guardian, you could at least be respectable with me." Inu Yasha shivered as he felt Sesshomaru glare at him. The hanyou sighed in defeat.
"Hello, half brother. I am home from school," Inu Yasha said through clenched teeth. He tightened his grip on the wood. He heard Sesshomaru turn to leave.
"If you piss me off too much, Inu Yasha," he said over his shoulder, "I will not hesitate to throw you out." With that, he disappeared into a large library type room.
Inu Yasha all but ran to his new bedroom. He pushed open the door and violently threw his bag on his bed. He then sat on the floor, leaning his back against the metal springs and mattress set he had. His fingers ran through his long silver hair.
~*~FLASHBACK~*~
A six-year-old child sat in front of his house. A single tear fell from his golden orb, but he swatted it away. He had been crying too much in the past week. Inu Yasha had just started first grade, and his parents had been taken from him. He remembered coming home and seeing them, necks both slit and blood gushing from them. The smell of the think liquid was still heavy in his nose. There had been so much, but they had it cleaned in a matter of hours. The house would never lose the sickening stench, not even after three days, which is where we are. Three days after Inu Yasha witnessed his father's last breath, his mother's last movement, he was off to live with someone else.
He held up his hands, which were wrapped around a newspaper. Inu Yasha opened it and looked at the front page. There, right in the middle, was a picture of his mother and father, happy as can be. He skimmed through the article.
"...A slow death...never had there been such a reckless killing... the two business owners were always kinda to people, helping when needed..." he flipped to the next page. "...Police say there are no leads to their death... no reports of such a murder in the past... no leads..." Inu Yasha knew what it meant. He was more intelligent than people gave him credit for. He understood what was going on around him. Any other child wouldn't have known their parents were dead and never coming back. He continued to read the last few sentences.
"Police say, regarding Songiya Inu Yasha, that he will be transported to the nearest living resident. The young boy will be living with his half brother and his mother. The Songiyas will forever be remembered for their kind hearts." (A/N: I know, kinda corny last line... -.-')
Inu Yasha rolled up the paper and stood up from his porch. He walked over to a white car that had just pulled up. Inside, two people were watching him. He looked at them, unwavering from the glare. It was his 'family' as everyone called them. The young ten year old didn't even acknowledge the fact they were there. His mother looked at Inu Yasha with hatred. 'This young child,' she thought, 'was the result of what I couldn't have.' Her gaze went cold. 'His father left me to be with that bitch. And now, I have to watch over their kid.'
Inu Yasha tossed his duffle bag in the back seat and climbed in.
~*~END FLASHBACK~*~
Inu Yasha brought his knees up and placed his arms on them, laying his head back and looking around the empty room. 'They didn't want me, so why did they take me?' he gave a small, annoyed laugh. 'It was their obligation to.' Another memory came to him as he looked out the window. A scene he knew from that day he met Kagome.
~*~FLASHBACK~*~
"Inu Yasha," she called. He entered the front room wearing a worn out short- sleeved tight t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. He stood before her.
"Hai, ma'am?" Inu Yasha hated addressing her so. It made him feel so low. She put down her tall frosted glass of ice tea. She clicked her claws on it.
"Go and pack. You are leaving today."
"Leaving, ma'am?"
"Hai," she replied, uncrossing her legs and sitting on the edge of the couch. She looked him full in the face. This boy reminded her so much of his father. So kind, warm hearted, and yet, she had tried to change him. She didn't want to be reminded of the man every day, but she had been for five years. Nothing she did took his image away, so she'd have to get rid of the child. "Away to America. You will stay with a friend of Sesshomaru's until you are old enough to live on your own."
Inu Yasha sighed. He knew she didn't care for him in any way, shape or form. She was sending him away at age eleven to live practically on his own. Knowing Sesshomaru's friend, he was just as cold as the boy himself, so Inu Yasha wouldn't be paid attention to.
"How long till I leave, ma'am?"
"Tomorrow is when your plane leaves. Now go, you will be out of here as soon as possible."
He walked up the stairs. His last day here, and he was supposed to spend it cooped inside packing? Inu Yasha opened the window of his room and jumped out, heading for the park.
~*~END FLASHBACK~*~
He closed his eyes. He had promised to come back to her. Here he was. Inu Yasha was determined to have Higurashi Kagome as a friend, if not possibly more. That day he say her, he was intent on making a friend of her. Inu Yasha wanted someone to return for, who would want him to, and he got it. He had seen her and, despite what she and everyone else thought, saw her as a beautiful person. The way she treated him, knowing from his features that he was a hanyou, proved more important to him than anything. He promised her that day that they would meet again, and that promise he fulfilled.
Inu Yasha drifted into the deepest sleep he had been in for ten years.
~*~END CHAPTER~*~
Wow, this was an extra long one ^_^ oh, and in a few chapters, you'll find out about Inu Yasha and what happened to him in America ~_^ well, I am gonna work on 'The Dark Side' here pretty soon, so see ya later!!
Ja Ne
Inu Face
* Looks around nervously * that had absolutely nothing to do with this story... Well, here ya all go! This one is gonna be a little longer than the rest, and I don't know if there will be another this length. N e way... Another chapter! YAY!! * throws rice in the air and birds appear * Oh, if they have water this is gonna be neat... * goes off and gets a glass of water and puts it beside rice *
"A Hanyou in the Heart" by Inu Faceness
Chapter Six: He Lives This Way Because
They were walking down the sidewalk, just outside of a large brick red house. Shippo waved goodbye to his friend and opened the black iron gates surrounding the property. Inu Yasha was left alone as he traveled down the cement, although not for long. Kagome came up behind him. He smiled to himself as he took in her scent of green apples and vanilla (A/N: mmm...those are my two favorite smells). Oh, Kami how he had missed that. All those years, and he had never forgotten. That day all those years ago, he knew he was leaving. That's why he had told her not to forget.
"Songiya Inu Yasha!" She called out as she jogged toward him. He turned to look. Her long, raven hair shown like silk in the rays of the sun as it flowed behind her. Her clear complexion and her shockingly blue-gray eyes sparkled at him. Underneath, her long legs moved as she headed toward him. She had changed so much in appearance, but he didn't care. He had always imagined what she would look like and looks didn't matter to him.
"Hey, wench," Kagome smiled. The word sounded like a compliment when it rolled from his mouth, though most would take it as an insult. "What's up?"
Even though he had called her ugly earlier, she felt he hadn't meant it. After all, he had saved her from a killer kickball and given her a smile. A smile that made her breath catch, her heart beat fast, and made everything melt away. She walked along side him.
"Oh, nothing important happened in the, what? Seven years you've been gone?" A smile crept onto her lips. She held onto her math book with her hands. With every step, her thighs hit the cover. The breeze played with stray hair from her head and the cloth from her clothes.
"Yeah," Inu Yasha rubbed the back of his neck with a clawed hand, "sorry about that, Kagome. I was sent to live in America, so I couldn't be here to know you."
Time seemed to stop as Kagome looked at the hanyou beside her. His hair framed his face. His golden eyes held regret, sadness, and anger. 'Why America?' she silently asked herself. Inu Yasha looked so vulnerable in that moment. 'What happened to him?'
She noticed he stopped in front a large white two-story house. On the silver bars that secluded the building from the rest of the world was 'Songiya' in gold letters. Inu Yasha looked past the gate and to the front door. "It's been so long since I've seen him," he whispered to the wind, a hint of aggravation evident in his voice.
Kagome went to his side and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder just above his backpack strap. "Inu Yasha, is this your home?"
"Yeah, but it's really my brother's," He turned and looked Kagome straight in the face. "See ya tomorrow, wench," he was about to open his gate when he felt two arms around his neck.
Kagome couldn't help it. She had launched herself on him before she had time to think of her actions. However, just as fast, she let go, blushing in a mad fit. Kagome hid her face from his sight, embarrassed at her movement. Inu Yasha just chuckled. He lifted her head with his finger.
"Don't be ashamed, wench," he whispered. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before he entered the property and saying good bye.
Kagome smiled and touched her cheek. "Goodbye Songiya Inu Yasha." 'If this is a dream, don't wake up,' she told herself as she turned and headed home.
~*~
Inu Yasha held onto the straps of his bag as he walked up to the front door. 'Should I knock?' he wondered. He decided against it. 'Hell, I live here. I don't need to knock.' His fist wrapped around the silver doorknob and twisted. Inu Yasha heard small creaking sound, not audible by human ears, as he pushed open the large oak door. He stepped in and removed his beat up white tennis shoes. In his socks, he stepped onto the wood floor and proceeded into the house.
The ground was polished and decorated with extravagant rugs from all over the world. Walls, covered in elegant ornate blankets, surrounded him. Oh, how he hated this place. He always felt like it was wrong for him to be there. In all matters, he had been. When he was younger, Inu Yasha had been sent to live with Sesshomaru and his mother.
Inu Yasha walked down the hallway and to a wide staircase leading to the next floor. A red velvet rug filled each step and he started up them.
"Not even a hello for your half brother?" Inu Yasha didn't have to turn around to hear the aggravation in his voice.
"And what has put you in a pissy mood, Sesshomaru?" he stayed on the staircase, one hand gripping the guardrail. He heard a huff from the other man.
"I have to put up with you again. Another year of Hell, Inu Yasha; that's what I am aggravated about. Now, as your guardian, you could at least be respectable with me." Inu Yasha shivered as he felt Sesshomaru glare at him. The hanyou sighed in defeat.
"Hello, half brother. I am home from school," Inu Yasha said through clenched teeth. He tightened his grip on the wood. He heard Sesshomaru turn to leave.
"If you piss me off too much, Inu Yasha," he said over his shoulder, "I will not hesitate to throw you out." With that, he disappeared into a large library type room.
Inu Yasha all but ran to his new bedroom. He pushed open the door and violently threw his bag on his bed. He then sat on the floor, leaning his back against the metal springs and mattress set he had. His fingers ran through his long silver hair.
~*~FLASHBACK~*~
A six-year-old child sat in front of his house. A single tear fell from his golden orb, but he swatted it away. He had been crying too much in the past week. Inu Yasha had just started first grade, and his parents had been taken from him. He remembered coming home and seeing them, necks both slit and blood gushing from them. The smell of the think liquid was still heavy in his nose. There had been so much, but they had it cleaned in a matter of hours. The house would never lose the sickening stench, not even after three days, which is where we are. Three days after Inu Yasha witnessed his father's last breath, his mother's last movement, he was off to live with someone else.
He held up his hands, which were wrapped around a newspaper. Inu Yasha opened it and looked at the front page. There, right in the middle, was a picture of his mother and father, happy as can be. He skimmed through the article.
"...A slow death...never had there been such a reckless killing... the two business owners were always kinda to people, helping when needed..." he flipped to the next page. "...Police say there are no leads to their death... no reports of such a murder in the past... no leads..." Inu Yasha knew what it meant. He was more intelligent than people gave him credit for. He understood what was going on around him. Any other child wouldn't have known their parents were dead and never coming back. He continued to read the last few sentences.
"Police say, regarding Songiya Inu Yasha, that he will be transported to the nearest living resident. The young boy will be living with his half brother and his mother. The Songiyas will forever be remembered for their kind hearts." (A/N: I know, kinda corny last line... -.-')
Inu Yasha rolled up the paper and stood up from his porch. He walked over to a white car that had just pulled up. Inside, two people were watching him. He looked at them, unwavering from the glare. It was his 'family' as everyone called them. The young ten year old didn't even acknowledge the fact they were there. His mother looked at Inu Yasha with hatred. 'This young child,' she thought, 'was the result of what I couldn't have.' Her gaze went cold. 'His father left me to be with that bitch. And now, I have to watch over their kid.'
Inu Yasha tossed his duffle bag in the back seat and climbed in.
~*~END FLASHBACK~*~
Inu Yasha brought his knees up and placed his arms on them, laying his head back and looking around the empty room. 'They didn't want me, so why did they take me?' he gave a small, annoyed laugh. 'It was their obligation to.' Another memory came to him as he looked out the window. A scene he knew from that day he met Kagome.
~*~FLASHBACK~*~
"Inu Yasha," she called. He entered the front room wearing a worn out short- sleeved tight t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. He stood before her.
"Hai, ma'am?" Inu Yasha hated addressing her so. It made him feel so low. She put down her tall frosted glass of ice tea. She clicked her claws on it.
"Go and pack. You are leaving today."
"Leaving, ma'am?"
"Hai," she replied, uncrossing her legs and sitting on the edge of the couch. She looked him full in the face. This boy reminded her so much of his father. So kind, warm hearted, and yet, she had tried to change him. She didn't want to be reminded of the man every day, but she had been for five years. Nothing she did took his image away, so she'd have to get rid of the child. "Away to America. You will stay with a friend of Sesshomaru's until you are old enough to live on your own."
Inu Yasha sighed. He knew she didn't care for him in any way, shape or form. She was sending him away at age eleven to live practically on his own. Knowing Sesshomaru's friend, he was just as cold as the boy himself, so Inu Yasha wouldn't be paid attention to.
"How long till I leave, ma'am?"
"Tomorrow is when your plane leaves. Now go, you will be out of here as soon as possible."
He walked up the stairs. His last day here, and he was supposed to spend it cooped inside packing? Inu Yasha opened the window of his room and jumped out, heading for the park.
~*~END FLASHBACK~*~
He closed his eyes. He had promised to come back to her. Here he was. Inu Yasha was determined to have Higurashi Kagome as a friend, if not possibly more. That day he say her, he was intent on making a friend of her. Inu Yasha wanted someone to return for, who would want him to, and he got it. He had seen her and, despite what she and everyone else thought, saw her as a beautiful person. The way she treated him, knowing from his features that he was a hanyou, proved more important to him than anything. He promised her that day that they would meet again, and that promise he fulfilled.
Inu Yasha drifted into the deepest sleep he had been in for ten years.
~*~END CHAPTER~*~
Wow, this was an extra long one ^_^ oh, and in a few chapters, you'll find out about Inu Yasha and what happened to him in America ~_^ well, I am gonna work on 'The Dark Side' here pretty soon, so see ya later!!
Ja Ne
Inu Face