A/N: Yes, I'm back! I know, I know, It's about damn time, right? Well, all I can say is enjoy this chapter and please don't hurt me for taking so long to update!

A Hanyou's Fate

A few hours later (or at least that's about how much time seemed to have passed), Inuyasha woke up again. He was not as surprised by his surroundings this time as much as he was the last, but that still didn't mean he was prepared to accept the situation at hand. Sighing, he slowly sat up and looked around again. His strength had returned, for the most part and the only thing slowing him down now was simple fatigue and the pain that still stung his leg. It was not as harsh as it had been before but the dulled pain was still there, hindering him.

The cell, like when he had fallen asleep, was empty of any other occupants. The only thing Inuyasha noticed was a simple, chipped up, wooden bowl in the corner. He assumed, by seeing this that they were planning on feeding him at some point and not just letting him starve. Though, this was still just an assumption.

Speaking of starving, his stomach growled, reminding him that it has been neglected. He didn't want to admit it, but at this stage in the game, he would have taken just about anything, even if it was offered by those stinking humans. Shakily, he got to his feet and limped over to the corner where the bowl lay. He picked it up and gave it a through examination. There were some old remains of something left on part of the outer edge and lining the bottom of it.

'Well,' he thought, 'I could always go back to my original plan. When I hear him coming, I'll be ready. As soon as that door opens…BAM!' Inuyasha slammed his fist into his palm, as if demonstrating his elaborate plan. He smirked. 'That baka human won't know what hit him.'

So that was his plan, and, in theory, it would have worked. That is, if the guard had returned. Inuyasha sat there all day long, staring at the door; his body rigid and ready to spring. His senses were all on high alert, searching for any sign of the approaching man. The entire day passed without so much of a hint that he was coming. As the weaning crescent moon shone outside as night fell and slowly, so were Inuyasha's defenses. His ready-to-pounce crouch had transformed into a careless lean against the wall and his senses, once so sharp, were weakening. These both occurred for probably the same reason; he was starving. Inuyasha hadn't eaten anything since the morning he was captured, which meant he was going on day 3 without food. The poison that had seeped into his system not only had increased his appetite but also lowered his energy level. He sighed for the 5th time in 10 minutes since there was nothing else to do.

"Where IS he?" He wondered aloud. His stomach growled angrily, protesting the lack of nourishment it had been receiving. Inuyasha placed one hand over his empty midsection, feeling the vibrations through his shirt. Finally, he couldn't control his anger anymore.

"HEY!" He shouted at thee top of his lungs. He waited a few seconds for a reply before continuing on. "Why in all the hells am I here! You have NO right to keep me here! You bastards, let me go!" Breathing heavily, Inuyasha tried to gain control of himself. His entire body was shaking uncontrollably. Just when he thought it was over; that he was going to die in this hell-hole all alone, he sensed it; the guard was coming! He tried to get himself back into his attack position but fail and weakly toppled over just as the door swung inward, revealing the guard who had questioned him the day before. He stood in the room, the door closed and stuck with another small slip of paper behind him, smirking at the boy below him.

"So, you about ready to talk?" He asked innocently.

"Go…to…hell." Inuyasha ground out between clenched teeth. He was beginning to feel sick to his stomach, but knew if he got sick, nothing would come up and that was worse then getting sick with something IN your stomach. He attempted to steady his breathing which would in turn, he hoped, settle his stomach.

"Awww…do we still have that attitude?" He mocked. Inuyasha let out a weak growl which seemed to have no effect on the guard what so ever. "Well, maybe you'd be more willing to talk if you had something to eat, ne?" At this point, all of Inuyasha's senses perked back up again. His ears began to swivel excitedly and his sensitive nose searched for any sign that the man was lying, and, surprisingly enough, he couldn't find anything of the sort. What he did pick up, though, was the scent of food. He couldn't quite tell exactly what it was nut it smelled eatable and that's all that mattered. The guard noticed the sudden change in the kid and was smirking even more broadly now.

'Baka hanyou. They fall for it every time.' He thought. Now it was time for some fun.

"I'll take that as a yes then?" He asked aloud. "Well, we'll have to see if we can arrange that." He then pulled out the slip of questions he was reading from the prior day. "Oh, gomen ne." he said after a minute of studying the paper. "We can only feed our REGESTERED 'guests'." He said this last word with a sort of dignity, as if it was an honor to be there. Inuyasha, though, was too in shock to notice. His eyes grew wide with disbelief.

"W…what do you mean, registered?" He asked shakily as the man turned to leave.

"Well, we can't feed just ANYONE here. We are a prestigious establishment" He played these words like a toy, knowing how far from the truth they were. "If we don't have your information, how do we know WHO you are or WHAT to feed you?" He said as innocently as possible, which wasn't very effective. Inuyasha looked at him with an expression that showed he was having an internal debate with himself.

Was this human telling the truth? If he told them what they wanted to hear, would they feed him and, hopefully, let him go? Could he be trusted? Inuyasha contemplated these and other thoughts all at once. Then he thought, 'Or is this just some wick joke to get me to talk?' By this time, he was getting too lightheaded and nauseous to put anymore thought into it.

"Oh well. I have others to visit. One's who are already registered and are expecting their dinner." The guard concluded, returning the slip of paper to his pocket and turned to the door.

"Ch…chotto." Came a weak call from the floor behind him. The guard turned around and looked questioningly at the boy.

"Hai?" He asked as if he had no idea what Inuyasha was going to say.

"W…what…" Inuyasha was still unsure of his decision but kept telling himself if he was going to build up enough strength to escape, he was going to need something to eat. "What do you need to know?" He finally got out in a defeated tone, dropping his head in shame of his weakness.

'Bout time he broke.' The guard thought.

"Let's start from the top." He said, taking out his trusted list again. "What's your name?"

"Inuyasha." He replied.

"INU-yasha, huh? So who was it?" Inuyasha glanced up, not understanding what the guard meant. "Was your old man a mutt or your mother the bitch?" He laughed. "She was probably a bitch either way." This comment pushed Inuyasha to his limits. How dare he say such a thing about his mother!

"My father was a very powerful inu-youkai!" Inuyasha defended, although he had never had the chance to meet his father. The only things he knew about him was what he had been told by his mother. "And, I'm warning you, NEVER say anything disrespectful about my mother again." His face was getting redder by the second as the blood rose in anger. Other then that though, nothing else changed about the boy and the guard noticed this immediately.

"How old are you?" He asked in a more serious tone.

"I'm 10. Why the hell does that matter?" Inuyasha ground out, still very upset about the comments made regarding his mother.

"Only 10?" The guard commented, making a cross on his paper. "Too young." He muttered under his breath while shaking his head.

"For what?" Inuyasha asked. The guard looked up but said nothing. "Too young for what?" He asked again. If he was going to have to answer their questions, then he was expecting to get answers in return. The guard, though, was still not responding. Instead he was too busy thinking about what to tell Kanaye-sama. Inuyasha was finally fed up with being ignored. "HEY!" He barked.

"Shut up, you worthless hanyou!" The guard finally snapped, shooting a kick at the boy. Luckily, though weakened, Inuyasha was able to roll out of the way, avoiding contact with the man's foot. Instead the foot met the wall behind him and the guard howled in pain.

This was it; Inuyasha's chance to escape. Struggling to his feet, he summoned every ounce of energy left in him and ran for the closed yet unlocked door. 'I'm going to make it!' He thought just as he reached for the door. But, as he put his hand out to pull it open, his body was suddenly wracked with pain. Shocks of energy coursed though him and sent him flying backwards away from the door. Inuyasha yelped in pain as he hit the floor and began whimpering as the horrible feelings continued through him. The guard, who had regained his composer, watched everything and let out a cold, hard laugh when the boy cured into a protective ball, shielding himself from the invisible tormentor.

"That's what you get." He explained harshly.

"W…what was that?" Inuyasha asked, his eyes blurred with pain and tears.

"Youkai trapping scrolls work wonders on baka hanyous." He said smugly.

"Youkai trapping scrolls?" Inuyasha repeated. He had heard someone in his village once say, when they thought he wasn't around, that they should cover his home with 'binding scrolls' so that he could never get out again. At the time, Inuyasha couldn't understand how a scroll was supposed to keep him inside but now it all made sense. These scrolls obviously were made for youkai, or in this case, hanyous as well and created a barrier that they could not cross.

"You think something as pathetic…as a scroll…is going to stop me?" Inuyasha asked slowly.

Suddenly, just before the guard REALLY lost his temper with the young hanyou, the door swung open, causing Inuyasha to jump and the guard to growl in annoyance. Who dare disturb him?

"What!" He shouted over his shoulder. A second later, the door closed with a 'thud', announcing the disturber. Looking as important as ever, Kanaye-sama stood, observing the situation before deciding to comment on it.

"What is going on here?" He demanded in a cool yet strong voice, sending a hard glare at the guard. Both boy and man made direct eye contact with the rooms' newest arrival.

"Oh! Kanaye-sama! Gomen-ne!" The guard quickly humbled.

"What is going on here?" Kanaye asked again.

"This little runt tried to make a run for it." The guard explained. "Good thing we had these." He added, reaching into his pocket and pulled out an extra scroll. Kanaye looked down at the pitiful boy before responding.

"And what, exactly, did you think you were doing?" He asked Inuyasha directly in a tone that a mother used with her child when they were caught doing something they weren't supposed to do. For a second, Inuyasha wasn't sure weather to bow his head in shame or bite the man's head off for daring to speak to him that way. "You'll answer me when you're spoken to, hanyou."

"My name," Inuyasha started, attempting to raise himself up from the ground, "is NOT hanyou!" The guard's hand twitched to slap the boy senseless, but Kanaye did nothing. He simply stared at the boy with undivided attention as he managed to get himself on his feet, shakily trying to maintain his balance.

"Ah, then what is it then?" He asked, making him sound as interested in the answer as possible. The guard looked at him and scratched his head. What was Kanaye-sama doing talking to the hanyou like that? Inuyasha was almost asking himself the same thing. He still wasn't sure what to make of this whole situation and was very hesitant to answer.

"Inu…Inuyasha." He finally got out, watching the leader with both weary and angry eyes.

"Inuyasha." Kanaye repeated aloud. Shooting a look at the guard, he took in a deep breath, pulling himself taller with a most arrogant air about him. "What else do we know?" He asked, speaking as if the boy was not even present in the room. The guard blinked, taken a bit by surprise by Kanaye's calm reaction to the situation.

"Uhh well, he's half dog and…he's only 10 years old, Kanaye-sama." The guard looked down at his notes and noticed the initial mark he had made. Kanaye seemed un-phased by this, though, in his mind, he was reeling over it.

'He did look rather small.' He thought to himself. 'I'm surprised I didn't see it before. But then again, it's always so hard to tell with these half-breeds.' Coming out of his thoughts, he turned to address Inuyasha once again. "Would you like something to eat?" Inuyasha didn't know whether to respond or not. Why was he suddenly acting so nice? What was his plan? When he received no reply, Kanaye simply shrugged and turned to the guard.

"Leave him just enough for the day. We can't have him dying from starvation when he's only just arrived."

"Hai, Kanaye-sama." The guard replied with a quick bow. Inuyasha watched on with shocked eyes as the guard took the chipped bowl from the corner, exited the room with it and returned half a moment later; the once empty bowl now half filled with some sort of liquid. Placing it on the ground at his feet, just out of Inuyasha's current reach, the guard stepped back and nodded at Kanaye, who returned the gesture, acknowledging to a job well done.

"We'll just leave you to yourself now." Kanaye announced, motioning to the guard follow him as he turned and walked proudly from the room. The guard did as ordered, closing the door behind him and placing, not one but two, trapping scrolls on the doorway.

Inuyasha sat there, frozen in time for the moment being. Did what he think just happen, really just happen? He kept his glare stuck on the door, just waiting for the pair of men to come bursting in and start up with the questions again. But they didn't. Finally, when he was convinced that he was going to be left alone, he slowly made his way over to the bowl, which still sat on the ground; a few small droplets of its contents clinging to the side.

Reaching out, he gently lifted it up, careful not to spill a single drop of it. Raising it up to his face, he cautiously breathed in the fumes that emitted from the bowl. He couldn't sense anything that was dangerous, or sent up warning flags for him NOT to eat it. So, without a second hesitation, he dove into the meal at hand, devouring the entire contents of the bowl. Inuyasha couldn't say it was the most appetizing thing he ever had, but it was something to put in his stomach and that's all that mattered. He had to regain his strength before he could even think of getting out this hell hole.

A/N: I'm sorry! Gomen ne! Sumimasen! Scusi! Rubs fist over heart (This is sign language, by the way). Um…Yeah, that's all the languages I know how to say I'm sorry and please forgive me for not updating. I lost all of my updates and started 3 new stories recently. I lost the inspiration for this one for a while and now have it back. I hope you are still enjoying it and please review. Maybe with some reviews, I'll get some more inspiration hopeful look

Japanese Translations:

Baka: Stupid
Chotto: Wait
Gomen ne: Forgive me
Hai: Yes
Hanyou: Half-demon
Inu: Dog
Ne: Questioning ending to a sentence
Sama: Lord (Title of respect)
Youkai: Demon