(Yeah, I think this way may go better…)
center "Wroof! Wroof!" An old rot lifted its sleepy head as her ears picked up the sound of foot steps approach the house. In ran a rot pit mix puppy with the energy of a three year old after finishing up Halloween candy. "Woof! Woof!" she jumped all over the place and stuck her snout in front the curtains. Her tail shaking her entire body. Abor entered the house petting the two year old dog, "Ey! Bubble Gum! Chill!", and looked over at the old dog. This dog gave him nether a wag of a tail or any sign of joy of his return. Instead he received a low deep growl and the showing of her white sharp teeth.
"Inuya-?" His mother looked in the living room from the kitchen, "Oh Aboromu, it's you…" "Huh…eh…hi," he said and rushed up the stairs. He walked down the long red carpeted hallway. "Atoka!" a small girl with black pigtails ran to him. "Atoka your home!" she smiled. Abor gave her the best smile he could, "Hey Mia." It always made him feel better to see his sisters. He didn't know if they really liked him, well his younger sisters really didn't know how to shun family members. But the older ones…did they only pity him? She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed as tightly as possible. Abor hugged her back before escorting her out of his pathway. "Your not going to go lock yourself upstairs again are you?" she wined. Atoka didn't answer only walked. "Can I come with you? Please!" she begged. "No…not this time," he said as he pulled a string that dangled from the ceiling.
Out pulled the steps to the attack. Dust flew all over the room like snow. The old rotting wood creaked as Aboromu walked across it. He plopped back on his futon and stretched across his black comforter. Light shinned through the ripped black curtains. After starring blankly at the ceiling, Abor rolled to his side and turned on his old TV. The only television in the house without cable. "Ugh…" he turned it off and buried his head in a pillow.
Aboromu could no longer breathe. He could feel it, the thick liquid all around him. In which he knew he was submerged in blood. The familiar feel and taste as he kept his tongue away from his lips. His arms repeatedly swished the gore behind him. Farther up he moved in hope of reaching the surface, but failed. Still he made it no where! First he hesitated a bit, then opened his eyes hoping they wouldn't burn. But it was fine, and he could see through the red, too. He looked to his left, right, up down, back, and front. Each way seemed to lead to nowhere. So he continued to swim his way up.
Once he grew tired, Abor stopped. All power to control his body was lost and he became limp. He saw himself, only it wasn't himself. His face had two jagged stripes, similar to Sesshomaru, claws much longer and sharper than they'd ever been. As the other him smiled with a darkened smirk he showed off his longer sharper fangs. Abor was confused…what was this other him smiling for. 'He's going to do something…hurt some one…' Atoka knew as he looked into the stronger him's eyes. His eyes widened as he saw Mia. She looked right through him. Able to only see the other Abor. "Aboro-" she cut her self as he gave her a deadly look and shook his head "no." She gulped, "A-Atoka?" He grinned letting his fangs out again. Before Mia could pull her composure together, Atoka had already grabbed her, squeezing from her arms, digging his nails in her flesh.
Aboromu attempted to rush to her aid, but still could not move. He tried to at least clench his fists. But his fingers continued to stay calm and at rest. Abor could feel himself began to float towards the surface along with Atoka who swam up, pulling Mia with him. Slowly his head rose above the blood for him to see nothing but what looked as if a desert of blood. Atoka splashed above the red ocean yanking Mia above. She gasped for air and wiggled trying to get loose, but it was no use. With his left hand Atoka gripped Mia's neck, using his claws, and with his right hand he stiffened his fingers and knuckles, allowing his claws to grow long as he readied himself to rip through the small girl. He jabbed his nails into her and tore out her heart.
Abor watched stunned, unable to help her at all. Even worse, he was watching himself do it. Nothing ran his mind except, 'What have I become?' Atoka dropped the dieing girl into the sea of blood. He then let out a loud roar that sounded more like the devil than anything, and ripped his fangs into the beating bleeding mass. Aboromu felt his hands and arms shake as he still could not breathe, even though he was no longer under the blood. He could hear the liquid plop as he shook it all over the place. But still he continued to watch the other him feed off his younger sister's living heart. Then moved his eyes to his no longer living sister. His whole body began to twitch begging for air.
Aboromu's eyes popped open. He was shaking madly, shaking his entire bed. His face planted in his pillow, that's why he couldn't breathe. Quickly he rolled over panting heavily, taking deep gasps of air. What he didn't understand is why he didn't just roll over in his sleep… He looked at his window which no longer let rays of the sun in, letting him know it was already night. After kicking down the attack steps, Abor saw Mia standing there. "Huh…eh. What are you doing?" he hopped down, "You shouldn't stand so close to the attack door…erm…thingy… It's dangerous, what if I-" Before he finished she rushed to him and put her arms around him hugging tightly. Atoka didn't really get it… "Dinner's ready," she said softly. "What…?" now he was really confused. "Mia! There you are come on!" Inuyasha yanked her away from him. She looked sadly up at him, "But I was telling Atoka it was time for dinner!" and pointed back to him. Inuyasha continued to drag her away, "Yeah well, he can figure it out on his own! Dinners ready, you need to come eat."
Inuyasha stared at Aboromu with hatred. Abor just played the piano like he was told to. He was to practice after dinner for a hour. Inuyasha stood in the kitchen doorway watching him. He couldn't stand him! But he didn't know why… For as long as he could remember he just hated him. Abor didn't know why they made him play, they just did, and he didn't argue. He didn't remember starting ether, it was some time before he had started school. "You suck!" Inuyasha shouted before charging up the staircase. Abor didn't pay any attention to it, just continued to practice the knew piece his instructor gave him their last visit.
"Can I play!" a small girl's voice called. Abor stopped and looked down at the short person. "Heh…sure," then smiled for her. "So Amber, did you have fun at school today?" he lifted her up and set her next to himself on the stool. "No…" she began to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star like he had already taught her. "What? No? Why not?" he asked a bit sarcastic. "Well… Today I wore my new skirt! I was so happy! Until I got to school with it on…" she pouted and took her fingers off the keys. "Because of school? Did they make fun of you?" he asked. "No…All the girls loved me skirt!" she smiled and put her hands on her cheeks. "So what's wrong!" he grew impatient from going in circles. Amber gave him a dirty look then went on, "But all the boys wouldn't leave my skirt alone!" "What!" he slammed his hand on the piano keys. "Yeah!" she crossed her arms and pouted, "They kept sticking here hands up it and looking up it and stuff!" "Why didn't you tell some one!" he asked. "I am telling someone!" she wined.
Aboromu slowly walked down the hall as all of his family rushed around. "GET THE HELL OUT OF THE BATHROOM KAY!" his second oldest sister screamed as she pounded on the door. He noticed Amber in a white skirt and stopped her. "Hey, go change. Ok?" She nodded and zoomed off to her room. "What the fuck!" a familiar voice scolded. He turned around to see his brother giving him yet another look of hate. "Who said you can tell her what to do? Like you know best or something…" "Uh…ok… Like you know or something…" with that he walked off.
"Atoka…hmmm…" Abor said to himself. 'I wonder why they call me that?' he thought to himself. "Whoo! Friday!" Kagome and Kikyou, two of Inuyasha's cheerleader friends hurrahed. "Friday, oh yeah. You were invited to Miroku's party, right?" another schoolgirl asked, giving a bit of a stuck up look as she said right? "Of course!" the other girl said to stop the shun, "I mean…only the losers weren't invited. I think everyone was invited." "Well…almost everyone." the girl answered back and they both looked at Abor as a disgrace from the corner of their eyes. He walked on, acting as if he didn't even notice. 'Damn…it's Friday…' which he knew meant piano practice today. When he was younger he use to have it every day but Sundays, then just the weekdays, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, but now it was just Fridays.
Abor approached his locker and began to decode the lock. Click, click, click, click! His ears twitched to the sound of the metal device. The scent of female rushed to him. He glanced over to see a well figured freshman. It was Jehn. Her brown hair curled all over the place and her cheeks were still rosy from laughing with her friends. A smile still lingered on her face and her blue eyes shimmered. It could have been just how Abor was seeing her. He found himself panting, his eyes planted on her. She quickly glanced over at him and he set his eye sight forwards. When she looked away, he looked back. Atoka glided his tongue over his lips as his breathe began to come out in different patterns. His heart raced a bit and his mind was out in the gutters. Jehn looked back over, already disturbed by his breathing. Then she saw he was watching her! She quickly slammed her locker shut, turned the lock, and scurried off.
Atoka let out a large sigh, 'Oh well…' All day, every class, people were talking about Miroku's party. He wanted to go…but that didn't sound like a very good idea. Kikyou leapt with all her might and succeeded in making it past the door before the bell rang. She smiled at her accomplishment, 'I know I'm perfect! And graceful…' she stood with exquisite posture. Then took a seat right next to Inuyasha, "Hey…" "Oh, what's up Kikyou?" he noticed her. "So, I can't wait until tonight!" she laughed. Inuyasha smiled a bit and nodded back, "Hell yeah!" "I know I'll be gettin' real drunk!" her eyes widened on 'real drunk.' "I mean…a lot of us will be. I just wanted to know if you'd stay by me? I wouldn't want to do anything, crazy." She became restless. Inuyasha just sighed, rolled his eyes, and turned the other way.
On his other side was seated Kagome. "Hehe!" she giggled and waved. He didn't even bother trying to deal with her. "Inuyasha…" she asked for his attention. But he didn't turn to her. "Inuyasha," she said again. He continued to ignore her. "Inuyasha!" she kicked his desk and he fell back. "What!" he looked at her. She pouted, "Well I am your friend! I'd appreciate you saying hello!" "Ugh…Hi Kagome!" he said with a heavy attitude. Beside him Kikyou mocked Kagome, enjoying every bit of torment. Kagome just gave her a dirty look and jerked her head to face the front of the room.
"Miroku! Miroku!" Atoka herd a younger girl's voice call out. He turned to see a sophomore rushing to the pervert with the party. Miroku waited full of joy, "Yes! How can I assist you?" "You stupid pervert! How obvious could you make it! People don't even talk like that!" Inuyasha hit his friend in the back of the head. "Shut up!" Miroku hushed him back. "Miroku! I can't wait for your party tonight!" she practically jumped. "Aha! Yes, and I…cannot wait to see you there tonight…" Miroku smiled, attempting to be charming. The girl giggled, "I just need to know when it is." "Well, the party, starts at 8 o'clock. But, you can show up around 6 or so…for our own party," he leaned in closer and gave her a wink, "Uh…what was it?" he leaned away rubbing his stubbly chin. "Kayko!" she shouted nervously, not wanting to loose him. "Ahh…dear sweet Kayko. I hope, no I know…you'll have a good time," he leaned back in.
As Aboromu waited for the last bell of the day to ring, he day dreamed of many young, intoxicated available, naive girls waiting to be taken advantage of. Of course he'd feel bad for doing so, if these weren't the same girls who tormented, harassed, and socially abused him sense he'd known them. 'I must go to this party…' he thought on the inside. On the outside he looked dazed as his head swayed a bit and a perverted smile spread the lower half of his face. RING Everyone rushed out the door. Except Abor who took his time. They all were off, rushing to their lockers and out the doors to ready for the upcoming party.
Abor walked home alone, again. '…I just need to know when it is. Well, the party, starts at 8 o'clock…' "Starts at eight…I'll still be at practice. I won't be out of practice until ten. Where will I say I'm going? I never go anywhere, stay out anywhere or anything. Hmm… I guess I'll think of something. I'll show up when everyone's already fucked up, so it'll make things easier, I hope." he spoke to himself. "Aboromu! One of my favorite students…Welcome!" his instructor smiled. Abor took a deep breath and seated himself at the bench. "So let's hear it…You've been practicing, right?" "Erm…yeah." and he began to play. /center