Inferno Six
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
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Three: College Tour"Hit me!" shouted a voice from an abandoned building in the center of downtown. The area was known for its crime. Only those accustomed to the violence were brave enough to endure the sirens echoing in the dead of the night. For others who ventured in this war torn section, they found it a place of comfort from the conformity of the Upper East Side. The world outside this district is teeming with fakes and posers, eager to be someone and go somewhere in order to alleviate their importance in this world. It is these people who are the real killers because they eat the weak and trample over the poor.
The building had worn out its use as both an insurance agency and a welfare office. It had been years since another living breathing person set foot inside its crumbling walls. The inside reflected it's outside—dark and unwelcoming. But the current residences didn't mind the dampness or the rats that scurried across the floor from time to time in search of food. They saw it as a haven from the world outside and a cavern from the violence that was waiting for them just around the corner.
Six men stood at the center of the building, which was hanging by a mere thread. Pieces of wood that had been eaten away from termites and puddles of piss and water surrounded them as they sat staring blankly at different corners of the room. Although this building provided them with a safe house, it shed little sunshine. It was a continual center of darkness in this three story building. After awhile, the sunshine, they reasoned, just hurt their eyes.
The six guys had known each other for a while and over time had confided in each other as a family unit. But despite their closeness, each of them still held their own personal secrets that harbored the closets of their mind.
The Gang:
Jaken:
Age: 21 [joined at age 16]
He was the eldest member of the gang. He stood as the voice of reason to the gang. He had been there the longest and had seen the kind of shit that goes down when it gets tough and the sun goes down. The gang often turned to him in times of crisis as a man of direction. However, he was never one to fight. When a fight did break out, he was no where to be seen. He would retreat from the area before he got his ass kicked. The gang never kicked him out because they needed his mind. They didn't punish him because he screamed like a girl. His voice could crack glass. Beside, they were never the type to beat on their own no matter how pussy they were.
Miroku:
Age: 19 [joined at age 14]
The gang often called him the Japanese Lover. He couldn't say no to his hormones. Luckily the gang didn't have any female members or else the guy wouldn't function properly. He was a complete hentai in every way but he had a soft side too. No one knew it but he had dreams of marriage and children in a house surrounded by a white picket fence. Miroku also had another dimension to him that no one knew about. He was a man full of secrets which he refused to reveal to anyone, even Inuyasha. What was even more surprising was that he was incredibly smart and was a whiz at computers. Of course, he never put it into good use unless you count changing your grades online.
Kouga:
Age: 20 [joined at age 16]
The gang could always count on him to start the fights. He was a born beast to the extreme. He was always in the mood to shed some blood. He could never work with the group—he always has to act on his own. Inuyasha has a difficult time making the guy follow even the simplest of orders. According to Kouga, the only one gives him orders is himself. He also has bad blood with Inuyasha. After a certain incident, they have never been friends. So when Inuyasha was appointed leader, Kouga went wild but he didn't leave the group because like the rest of them, they are the only family he's got to turn to.
Hojo:
Age: 18 [joined at age 15]
The group calls him the Inferno Loser. He's clumsy, a little slow upstairs, and has a heart too soft to fight. No one is quite sure why he decided to join Inferno. He's a baby when it comes to fighting but he has a good heart. He follows through until the end, unlike a certain guy they know [ahem...Jaken...]. He entered the gang for his own reasons also which, like Miroku, remains a secret also.
Hakkaku:
Age: 17
Hakkaku is a new member. He has only been in it for about a month or two. He's the new guy in the group so everyone has free reign to give the guy a hard time. He does their errands and provides the drinks and food. He's known to bake a delicious tiramisu.
Inuyasha:
Age: 18 [joined at age 14]
Inuyasha is the leader of the gang. He finds solace in their company whenever life at home gets rough. He always had a knack at fighting so he figured he should do it as a part time activity like tennis or baseball. The only low point is that he doesn't get to meet much girls being in a gang.---Miroku looked over at Hojo's cards in his hand and rolled his eyes. They made a table by using an old wooden board on two piled crates. For chairs, they used different odds and ends—crates, cardboard boxes, wooden pieces, and so on. The place was minimal but it was enough. They didn't need much.
"Hojo, you dumbass, you've got twenty. I highly recommend you stop while you are ahead."
"Miroku, you stupid, don't tell him that!" Jaken yelled, throwing his cards on the table in frustration.
Miroku ignored him and turned to Hojo, who was still smiling.
"Hojo, why the hell are you smiling? You just asked me to hit you again, you idiot!"
"Miroku, I have 4/52 chance that the next card you give me will be an ace."
The five guys at the table turned to each other and chuckled, "Stop your shit, Hojo. That's a very low chance! I have an ace, so your chances are even slimmer!" Kouga screamed annoyed.
"Well maybe it might be an ace," Hakkaku said, cowering his head.
"Oh shut the fuck up and get me some beer!" Kouga demanded. Hakkaku scurried to his feet and ran to the cooler.
"Hojo, are you shitting me? It's not going to be an ac--" Miroku flipped the next card on the pile and to his surprise and the surprise of the rest of the card players, it was an ace. Their mouths fell open in astonishment as Hojo placed his cards on the table and a smile lit up on his face, "21!"
"How did...what...." Kouga struggled to talk, "Whatever, I'm out! I refuse to play with a freak!"
"You're just mad you lost your twenty bucks," Jaken said smiling.
"Shut up fat ass!" Kouga sat up from his crate seat and walked away towards Inuyasha who sat on the couch with its stuffing coming out at all ends. One of its wooden legs was missing so they used an old biology book which Miroku found under his bed as its fourth leg.
He sat in contemplation, looking out of a hole in the window which was not covered in black tarp. He was surprised to hear Kouga's voice hovered over him as if he thought he was the only one in the room.
"What's up with you? You're always so quiet and stuff all the time."
Inuyasha snapped out of his trance and faced him, "I'm just tired lately."
"Hey Miroku told me you applied for that job at the university. Did you get it?"
"I don't know yet. They said they'd call me, which probably means they don't want me."
"Yeah you're probably right."
"Why the hell did you come here? To make me feel worst?" he said, turning his head. He always hated Kouga.
"Chill! I just wanted to know what you're always thinking about."
But Kouga would never know what Inuyasha thought about because he was the last person Inuyasha would confide in. Besides, his thoughts were focused on his family ties which, by each passing day, were falling farther and father apart. He knew it was partially his fault—for being involved in a gang, for not being at home more often, and for not giving a damn. He had promised Sesshoumaru he would make it when he was little. He often wondered if he still remembered that stupid promise. His thoughts always fell back on his older brother, who he had admired once before. But after a few years, he just began to bother him more and more. Maybe he was jealous, he had to admit. Sesshoumaru had a promising future and something to live for. Inuyasha had given up before he turned fifteen.
He had a sister once, a long time ago. She died when he was only five. The circumstances are blurry in his mind. If it wasn't for a family portrait, he would have surely forgotten how she smiled or what she looked like. How odd it is for him to think of her now after all these years. But her death had been one of the reasons why his mother had left them. With his mother gone, his father turned into a drunk. Every time he saw Inuyasha, the old man would be propelled to drink more as if his existence sickened him. Well, Inuyasha thought, the feeling was mutual. But it was his brother's coldness that turned him to the streets for comfort. His brother had been good to him but over time he not only became annoying but also distant. They all just keep going away. Would that mean that one day he wouldn't have even his gang to turn to?
He looked at Kouga then who stared at him in surprise.
"What?" he asked in confusion from the sudden glance. He turned then and regained his seat at the table.
Inuyasha stared at the five in bewilderment, his head teeming with images of fighting, not with their enemies but between themselves.
He picked up his jacket and headed out of the door which was bound with chains for security.
"I'm out..." he said before leaving. Miroku looked up and sat his cards on the table, taking his own coat and following after his good friend.
No one bothered to ask him where he was going.
"Off and chasing after his lover again, the queer..." Kouga muttered, checking his hand and asking for a hit of pot.
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"Inu, wait up."
"What do you want?" Inuyasha asked, pushing his freezing hands into his jeans pocket.
"Nothing, decided to join you for a walk," he said, ignoring the annoyance in Inuyasha's voice. He finally caught up to him and they began walking side by side.
"Don't you have someone else to annoy?" Inuyasha asked, a cloud of smoke from the night's air escaping his mouth.
"No just you."
Inuyasha smiled and held out his head which Miroku guessed was him asking for a smoke. Miroku searched through his pocket and found a cig. He retrieved it and Inuyasha snatched it from his hands, which were mutually freezing.
"Hey, that was my last one!" Miroku said, trying to get it back.
"If you want to walk with me, you have to make sacrifices."
Miroku sighed and put his hands in his jacket pocket for warmth. He detested the winter air. He much preferred summer, partially because he was usually a happy guy. Inuyasha, on the other hand, liked the cold, it matched his heart.
He took out the lighter from his back pocket and hastily lit his smoke. He puffed on it and watched the smoke fly out of his mouth. The heat against his lungs felt good and a smile appeared on his face.
"Hey, let's go uptown," he suggested. Miroku groaned and looked away.
"I'm tired. I thought we were just going down the street. Why do you want to go on lets go..." he begged. Miroku gave in and he headed towards the bus stop.
After thirty minutes, they arrived in front of the university. Miroku looked around and wondered what the hell Inuyasha had planned. With him, everything was a surprise.
"Let's go inside," he urged Miroku. Miroku followed him reluctantly inside the campus.
"Why are we here?"
"Just exploring the place where I might work," Inuyasha said, continuing his quest around campus. Secretly Inuyasha had gone to the university out of sheer wonder of what it would be like to be a college student. He was curious as to what it would feel like to walk around the campus grounds. He wanted to pretend he was going to be somebody someday.
"Why couldn't you do this in the morning? Let's go get some coffee."
"Coffee?" Inuyasha laughed, "What are you? A college freshman with an all- nighter?"
"Shut-up."
They ventured forward and passed a couple buildings which all looked the same—brick and tall. After an half and an hour, they began to wander into the dormitories, judging from the loud music and giggling from the balconies.
They looked up and saw a couple girls on the balcony sharing a bottle of Smirnoff. They looked down at the walking pair and their laughter heightened.
"Hey you guys live around here?" they bellowed from above, obviously quite drunk. Inuyasha noticed the other six bottles lying on the cemented balcony floor.
He turned to Miroku and smiled, "Yeah we live here" he screamed.
A girl with long hazel colored hair bent down and smiled, "Yeah? What dorm?"
Inuyasha looked at Miroku, mentally asking him what he should say.
"Hey I think you live in Miller Hall!" screamed the girl who barely had anything on. She began to giggle and grabbed the Smirnoff from her friend's hand.
"Yeah that's where I live!"
"Oh really?" the girl with hazel colored hair asked not convinced. But she smiled nevertheless and asked them if they wanted to join the party. Miroku was delighted and immediately nodded a yes. But Inuyasha was a little nervous—it was an all girls dorm after all. But he shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
"Yeah sure!" he screamed. They ran out of the balcony and headed downstairs. The pair waited for them in excitement, commenting on how they might just score tonight.
The girls came out in a giggle and they were even hotter than they appeared from the balcony. Inuyasha and Miroku were delighted. They followed them upstairs and through the hall. They were surprised to see that all the doors were closed except for the one the three girls occupied. Their door had two names on it which Inuyasha figured were the names of two of their hostesses. They went in and sat on one of the beds.
The three girls looked down at them and smiled, "You guys don't live in the dorms do you?"
"You got us. We don't live here," Miroku said, eyeing the girl who was barely dressed.
"Well my name is Ame, the girl with hazel colored hair said "and this is Kami," she said pointing to the barely dressed girl who was eyeing Miroku, "and this is Hotachi." She signaled to the girl with pigtails who appeared to be quite sober.
"I'm Inuyasha and this is Miroku."
"So, you guys want to have a little fun?" they asked, staring at them and then at each other.
"Sure!" Miroku screamed, ready to get his loving on.
Ame and Kami leaped on top of them and began to kiss them, not really caring who it was, leaving Hotachi watching from the side.
"Hey how about her?" Inuyasha asked in between kisses.
"Her? Leave her alone. She doesn't like to have fun."
The four continued to make out for another five minutes, Inuyasha with Ame and Miroku with Kami. They were so self-absorbed in the act of passion that they forgot about Hotachi, who was now undressing them. She began to take off their shoes first and waited to see if they reacted and when they didn't, she continued to their pants.
Meanwhile, the girls began undressing their top half, which took a while because they were covered with jackets. Finally, they were completely naked with exception to their boxers.
Inuyasha noticed finally that he didn't have pants on and took that as a signal to start undressing Ame. He slid his hands onto her shirt, making his way towards her breast. She stopped him suddenly and replaced his hands on her hips. She wasn't as drunk as she appeared.
Miroku had tried to do the same but was pulled back. It was then that they figured something was up. Inuyasha pulled the girl off him and tried to find his pants, which were nowhere to be seen.
"Where the hell are my pants?" he screamed.
"Leaving so soon?" Ame asked. Suddenly, she flung herself off him and signaled Kami to do the same.
"What? No more kissing?" Miroku asked.
"Sorry my love," she answered.
Out of nowhere, Hotachi returned with a camera. She instantly took a picture of the victims, half naked on the bed, with a Polaroid camera. The two leaped up to get it but fell to the floor. They looked down and realized their feet had been tied with their own shoelaces.
"Shit!" Inuyasha yelled.
"We got the word you guys were coming!"
"You did?" Miroku asked surprised. He looked at Inuyasha, who was equally puzzled.
"Yeah. Sako said two Omega Phi Alpha boys were coming this way and that this would be the perfect opportunity to enact the plan for initiation," the three looked at each other in pride for their accomplishments.
"We thought you guys wouldn't fall for it. I mean it is rush season. Anything can happen. How stupid are you guys?" Hotachi said--the first words she ever said to them.
The two looked at each other and sighed—another case of mistaken identity. And here they were positive they were going to get laid tonight.
But they didn't say anything. They were too dumbstruck from what happened and plus they figured they wouldn't get into their stupid sorority once they found out they tied up the wrong guys.
"So where are our clothes?" Miroku asked, mad he wasn't going to get any.
The three pointed outside.
"You threw them over the balcony?!" they screamed in unison.
"Hey it's all part of the plan," Kami said nonchalantly.
Miroku and Inuyasha hastily took off the laces around their legs and put on their shoes [which were hard to walk in considering it didn't have any laces] and headed out the door. The girls were still laughing. Like clock work, the doors of the girl's dormitory began to slowly open. All the girls laughed as the boys ran down the hall in humiliation. Actually, Miroku didn't mind that he was in his boxers. He was making nice with the ladies.
Inuyasha pulled his friend forward and they headed down the stairs. They looked for their clothes and found them scattered on a row of bushes. The three girls reappeared on the balcony and laughed.
"Hope to see you guys real soon!" they cheered. Miroku had the nerve to wave back.
--- With their clothes on, they walked angrily on the sidewalk, not sure where they were going. They refused to say a word, their minds fixated on the events that occurred just moments ago. The two men had to agree that this was one of the most embarrassing moments of their life. Their laces still in their pocket, they had to drag their feet onward.
Finally, after about an hour of walking and contemplating, they arrived at a busy center of the city. Miroku turned to Inuyasha and confessed he was hungry from running like a monkey out of that dorm. Inuyasha agreed and they headed inside, of all places, a coffee shop.
"So, what do we order?" Inuyasha asked, reading the menu and not seeing anything remotely close to an alcoholic beverage. He was deeply disappointed.
"Coffee, I guess."
"Okay, you order first," Inuyasha urged.
"No, you order first!"
"Order or I'll beat your skull in," Inuyasha said.
"Fine, no need to get all violent," Miroku said, heading towards the line.
"Hey it's what I do, I am a gang leader."
"True."
The two finally reached the front of the line and looked at the cashier in bewilderment, not knowing what to order. The cashier was a heavy girl with a pierced lip and red wavy hair.
"Can I help you?" she asked in a tired tone of voice.
"Can I have an iced mocha?" Miroku asked, not sure if he ordered something drinkable.
She turned to Inuyasha and raised an eyebrow, which signaled him to tell her his order.
"The same," he said.
They handed her the money and waited for their drinks in the corner. It was then that Inuyasha spotted Sesshoumaru sitting at a table outside. Inuyasha hid from view and covered his face.
"Great my brother is here!" he said, signaling Miroku to stand in front of him.
"Where?" Miroku asked bobbing his head up and down in search of Sesshoumaru, "Oh there he is."
"Don't show yourself! I don't want him seeing me. If he saw me in here, he'd never let me live it down!" Inuyasha paused, "and plus he's on a date."
"He is?"
"Yeah, do you see her?"
"No, so far he is all by his lonesome. Maybe he had a date with himself."
"No, he was too happy today. He's here with some chick, I know it."
"Wait, here she comes!"
"Really?" Inuyasha popped his head up from behind Miroku to check out his brother's hot date but was disappointed to see that she was facing her back towards him.
"Damn, I wanted to see how hot this chick was. Did you get a good look at her?"
"Just the side of her, but it wasn't clear. There are too many people blocking my view."
"I can't believe I saw him here, of all places!" Inuyasha said.
"Hey here's your mochas!" the cashier bellowed. They turned and grabbed their drinks. To their surprise, the stuff tasted good.
"Come on Inuyasha, let's go back. I'm tired of this shit," Miroku said, pushing his way towards the door. It was near midnight and the crowd was hungry for coffee.
"Okay, I'm coming," he said, sipping at his drink and keeping an eye on Sesshoumaru and his date. He looked so happy with her but he was keeping his distance, which meant he was into her. He usually moved slower when he was into the girl—it meant he wanted a relationship.
He stopped suddenly when he realized Sesshoumaru was getting up. His date did the same and he grabbed her by the hand to escort her to the car. It was then that Inuyasha saw the profile of her face which he recognized immediately. His hand grew limp, his mocha slipping from his grasp. But it was his heart that was aching, which was causing a painful burning sensation. He clutched his chest with his free hand still keeping an eye on the couple. There was no doubt in his mind. It was the same face that he watched for a near three minutes staring out the window in a bus. He was frozen to the floor, staring out in rage and confusion at the sight before him. He couldn't believe it and he refused to accept it—his brother was dating the girl of his dreams. His mocha fell from his grasp and splattered onto the tiled floor of the coffee shop.
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Hey guys another chapter done. I really hope you guys are enjoying it! I have a few ideas of what's to come but nothing confirmed...just know that Inuyasha will still try to win Kagome but how he does is what's interesting. Also, some more info on the Inferno Six and their enemy. Secrets revealed of Miroku, Kagome, and even Inuyasha to come in upcoming chappies. Okay see you guys later and be kind and R & R! I really appreciate it!
--co Tsukino