Chapter 9 of Dateless
A/N: Geez doesn't anyone understand what the sign "Beware of Dog" means? One of the electricians working on the guitar school walked into our house for some reason without knocking and our beagle, Archie, went nuts. Biting him and whatnot. HELLO! The sign says "Private" and "Beware of Dog"!
Anyway…found out my grades are horrible. I already know I'm not the smartest of the idiots around here but it's because I'm so freakin' lazy. My geometry grade is in the 50's, my World Civ. Is in the 60's, SAT PRP is in the 70's. My Keyboarding class is in the 90's but that's because it's so easy. And my art grade is somewhere in the high 80's. It would be higher but I turned in late work. Whoops…my bad.
And…I'm so lonely! My cousin just moved to California for college and I didn't get to call her like I wanted to the night after we all went out for one last Ric's Run. (Best Chinese restaurant ever). Wah! JJ come baaaccckkk! And I don't get to see any of my friends anymore and my cousin that's now the closest one to us (2 hours away, but before we moved we could've rode our bikes to each other's houses if we wanted). But yay unlimited long-distance! I can call them when I can! Which is never! And JJ I need your cell number! And I haven't been able to email anyone since our internet was disconnected so we could hook up the second computer and all with new software. So…I'm left talking to myself. (Maybe this is why I'm talking so much right now. Hm…) But… (sniff)…I MISS EVERYONE! (duh) but yeah…that's basically it. Well on with the story!
DISCLAIMER: Everything in InuYasha belongs to Rumiko-sensei. But the fan fiction idea is mine. Steal, I report. (Unless you ask permission…nicely.)
A/N: The cookie for chapter 8 was wrong. Now it's been moved up to Chapter 10 or 11. My bad!
Current Music…Seal: A Kiss From A Rose
Chapter 9: Scarred Hands
A waste of time. Yeah, that's what it was: a waste of time. InuYasha keh'd folding his arms behind his head as he walked home. His brows knitted together with anger and jealousy. There was no point of him going to the club. Kagome hated his guts, and he hated her. Kikyou wasn't a part of his life anymore and Sango was having too much fun with Miroku to even notice him. He doubted if anyone noticed that he left. No one said anything when he got up. Not even a glance.
What's to be jealousy? She's not even with me, she's with some one else. InuYasha's thoughts made him even angrier than before. He didn't even seem to notice he was walking and he was oblivious to his surroundings. She hardly knows him. He bit his tongue to stop from saying her name, the name that repeated in his head over and over again since he saw her dance her way into the circle. After all, Sango was his only true friend, it was only natural that he'd be jealous of what he thought could happen between them. It almost happened before.
And that bastard, Miroku, who does he think he is just walking into her life and sweeping her off her feet and into his arms? He's not even that great. He glanced at his watch, telling him it was 10:15 p.m. He wouldn't have had to glance at his watch if Sango was with him. They'd be locked in each others arms just standing there. He would've asked her what time it was and she would just look at his wrist that held her waist. But no, Sango would now be looking at Miroku's wrist and not his. Maybe Sango doesn't like guys like me. InuYasha thought, putting his confidence lower with being with her even lower. He didn't like that thought and decided to torture Kikyou and Sesshoumaru with plastic sporks.
By the time he reached his apartment complex it was 10:35 PM. Mom shouldn't be too pissed right? InuYasha pushed in the code number to be let in. He had told his mom that he would most likely be home around midnight. When he got in he checked the mailboxes and began his three story walk to his apartment. I can go home, shower, and sleep this whole thing off. And by morning I'll be as happy as a tiny little clam. But like everyone else, InuYasha failed to realize that clams aren't always happy. I can forget this ever happening.
Second story…
Who am I kidding? InuYasha scuffed his feet along the corridor floors. Like I could forget all the yelling, Sango dancing her way into the circle, and Kikyou with Sesshoumaru…InuYasha recalled the last event happening between them.
"InuYasha?" he felt Kagome's hand touch his shoulder and he glanced at her. "You look like you're about to kill someone." A deep growl emitted from his throat making Kagome raise an eyebrow. "What's wrong with you? You're acting like a dog."
"I'll kill him," InuYasha said barely above a whisper.
"Hm?"
"I'll kill him," he said a little louder in a deeper growl, clenching his fist until his knuckles cracked. He took two walking steps forward then jumped at Sesshoumaru. His hand drew back and he felt his barely used claws slash at his brother's arm just as he was putting his arm up in defense.
"…!" Sesshoumaru jumped out of the way a little too late. Blood slowly dripped down his arm and he looked at InuYasha in surprise. His younger sibling stood in front of Kikyou like a guard dog, growling and flexing his fingers for another attack. InuYasha jumped again and people screamed.
"Kami-sama! Someone stop him!"
InuYasha missed Sesshoumaru and scrapped the floor instead, his brother seemed to float in midair as he moved away. When the full demon landed InuYasha was already on his way to get him again but Sesshoumaru was prepared. His fist was drawn back just as InuYasha was close enough and then flew forward and stuck him in the face.
"InuYasha!" someone screamed as InuYasha was sent backwards and skidded across the floor. His ears were ringing so he couldn't tell who had yelled his name. He got up on his feet again and went in to attack Sesshoumaru again but someone was in the way.
"InuYasha! Stop!" Kikyou stood in front of Sesshoumaru, arms open as she frowned at InuYasha.
He did. His arm was drawn back, claws extended. His muscles were tense as his arm strained to fly forward.
"Don't you dare touch him again InuYasha," Kikyou said in an even tone. Murmurs went through the crowd as two bouncers showed up about to take InuYasha and Sesshoumaru out of the club.
It just had to be Kikyou who stopped him. Of all the people who were there, it had to be Kikyou. Sango, who had been acting strange, didn't even attempt to step up. And Kagome, she didn't even do anything and she stopped InuYasha from fighting Kouga at school even though she knew that InuYasha probably would've won anyway. Shit. My life has taken a turn for the worse since that Kagome girl showed up.
Kagome? Even in his mind her name felt like a foreign word even though he had met a few other Kagome's before. That name was popular anyway. Kagome, Kagome, Kagome, Kagome. He repeated her name in his mind. "Kagome," his tongue tingled to say her name again, but his throat burned like he had swallowed acid. At first he thought that this Kagome was so evil that just saying her name hurt him but it was something else. His eye twitched and watered and his nose wrinkled in irritation.
"Someone's smoking up a storm," InuYasha covered his nose as he walked down the hall. It smelt like someone had smoked at least half a crate, it smelt so bad that it was burning InuYasha's throat as he breathed. He was five doors away from his apartment and the smell got worse and he could hear someone's smoke detector going off as he wondered who was smoking so much. He wondered if someone had just smoked in the hallways, but smoking wasn't allowed there, only in the apartment itself. The closer he got to his apartment the stronger the smell got and the louder the smoke detector was. Now he began to worry a bit. It could be someone next to his place or across the hall.
Now he was in front of his door, staring at the door knob. It was all coming from his own home. Did a fire start while he was away? But how? Nothing was out that could be burned and everything was off. If so, then his mother wasn't home to know about it. Heart racing, he put his hand on the door knob forgetting to first check it with the back of his hand. Luckily it wasn't even lukewarm. He twisted the handle, expecting it to be locked but it wasn't. Really worried now about his mother's safety he opened the door thinking a stranger had gotten in. As soon as the door opened smoke rushed into his face making him cough.
"Damn it!" he covered his mouth and rushed in, coughing as she shut the door behind him. It was a miracle he could even breathe with all the smoke that filled the place. He looked around to see if his mother was there. The living room was empty and only the TV and lamp was on, giving an eerie yellow glow through the dense smoke like fog. He coughed again as he looked down the hall way.
"Mother?" he called out over the smoke detector. It was hard to tell where the smoke was coming from so he couldn't follow it to the source.
"In here InuYasha!" came his mother's voice from the kitchen and he instantly followed it. The second he stepped into the kitchen he wished he was back at the dance club with Sango and the others. Even wishing that he was dancing with Kagome or the two over enthusiastic girls at the entrance. None of this was even close to a laughing matter, including the way his mother was dressed.
Izayoi stood at the table facing InuYasha. She was in her pink bathrobe and purple fluffy bunny slippers; her hair that reached her ankles was tied up in a braid with a black ribbon. Her skin looked ghostly pale grey from the smoke and she did not look happy to really see her son standing there.
In front of her, in the middle of the table was a large metal bowl which was the source of the smoke. Inside was a small fire and as InuYasha took a few steps forward to see what was inside he hated himself right then.
His mother, his poor innocent mother who had been trying to keep InuYasha safe from the dangers of the world, was burning all his cigarettes he had been buying over the past two months. "Mother," he began, looking into his mother's eyes that were watering and he could see tried tears down her face. She looked royally pissed and sad at the same time.
"What are you doing?" InuYasha asked, even though it was obvious. He just felt really stupid for even starting to save all the cigarettes up and hiding them around his room. Questions was…how did she find them all? The only time she ever went into his room was for spring cleaning and it was the middle of fall. (October 23)
"Making dinner," Izayoi faked a smile while picking up the stove lighter to her left. She put the end of it in the bowl and moved it in a circle, igniting the rest of the packs. Almost instantly the blaze grew bigger, telling InuYasha she had doused the packs in something before she lit them. The blaze was a size where, if left unattended, could burn the place down. "Ha!" his mother laughed clapping her hands together.
"Mother!" was all InuYasha could say as he rushed to her side trying to figure out what to do. "What the hell are you doing?" he grabbed his mother's wrist to stop her from putting the lighter back in and risking burning her hand. "You'll burn the place down, not to mention yourself!" His mother didn't resist as he yanked the lighter from her hand and put it out of her reach.
Izayoi looked up at him like she was guilty of murder as a single tear left her eye. "You swear too? You smoke and swear! For how long?" she cried.
"How long?" InuYasha didn't remember when he started to smoke but when he did start no one seemed to care so he never stopped. "How should I know!" that was a stupid answer, but it was true. He didn't remember when he started to swear or when he started smoking.
"So you've been smoking and swearing since you came into this world?" Izayoi said sarcastically. "I thought I raised you better than that!" she put her face in her hands, InuYasha still held onto her wrist and wouldn't let go. "My little boy is a crack head! A gangster! A junkie! An American!" she wailed into her hands, her shoulders shaking with sobs.
InuYasha gulped, letting go of her wrist. "I am not!" he breathed in all at once from holding his breath and began a series of coughs. "Mother I am not any of those things!" he looked around for anything to put out the fire. "I'm not a little boy anymore!" This only made Izayoi cry even more, like it was the end of the world and InuYasha couldn't help but think she was over reacting.
She was too busy crying over her son that she didn't care about the fire and she ran into the living room and InuYasha heard her land on the couch sobbing into the cushions.
InuYasha looked down at the bowl; it's flame, instead of getting smaller, grew even bigger than before. It was hot and he could hardly breathe.
"Shit," InuYasha's body tensed up, preparing itself for what he was about to do. He took a sharp breath and grabbed the bowl with his bare hands and he regretted it, but it was too late now. With hands burning with all the fires of hell he dashed to the sink only to see that the bowl was too big to fit in and if he tried to put it in, the burning contents would spill over the counter. Cursing he ran to his only choice, the tub which was on the other side of the bathroom.
"ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" he tried not to scream like a girl so all that came out of his throat were squeals of pain as he ran to the bathroom, past his sobbing mother on the couch. When he reached the bathroom he saw that it was shut and he did what he had no choice to do, which was smash it down with his all mighty hanyou strength. "Damn it!" he danced on the spot when he got through as he jumped over the half of the door he smashed. He ran to the tub and dropped the bowl in, not caring that he had burned his thumbs in the process, at least now he eliminated the huge risk of burning the building down. Well…he hadn't turned the water on yet which posed as a problem. How was he supposed to turn the knobs of the tub? Biting his bottom lip, he turned the cold water tap and sighed with relief when the water put out the flame.
There must've been at least 20 packs in the bowl, smoldering their last moments before the water took them out. And now it was all gone. How much yen did he spend on those packs?
"No use crying over spilt milk," InuYasha turned away from the bowl letting it fill with water as he walked to the bathroom sink. Using his elbows he twisted the tap on and stuck his hands under the running water. It hurt worse than when they were actually burning but the smell of burning flesh went down a bit. Under the water he could see the blisters that were forming on his palms; shiny and red spots all over. He looked in the mirror to see his hair was a mess, not that he really cared, his skin had blotches of ashes on it from the cigarettes, and his eyes were red from the smoke. His whole left face was already forming a bruise from the fight with Sesshoumaru. No one had even tried to stop it. Just Kikyou.
He dashed over to the tub and turned the water off and ran back to run his hands over the ice cold water that felt like heaven to him.
"…" Kagome from Miroku to Kikyou. Sango sat with Miroku next to Sesshoumaru. She was quiet and only fiddled with her straw in her drink in thought, she sighed and leaned her head on Miroku's shoulder. He responded by putting an arm around her. Kagome bit her lip and looked away from them and to the other two. She had never seen Sesshoumaru before in her life, she wasn't even sure if they went to the same school; he looked older than the average student. Sesshoumaru gave her a cold stare that sent shivers of ice down her back and she was forced to look to Kikyou. Kikyou, her cousin, was holding ten napkins folded together to Sesshoumaru's arm.
"Are you sure you will be all right?" she asked him, checking the cut underneath the napkins. She kept her eyes on Sesshoumaru's face.
"I'll heal in less than a day," Sesshoumaru tried to take his arm way, but Kikyou wouldn't let him. It plucked his nerves like an ancient harp how Kikyou was treating him at the moment: too much care and whatnot. He was a demon, didn't she see that? A cut like the one on his arm didn't even make him flinch. He wouldn't have gotten it anyway if he wasn't caught off guard. He never used his true demon powers since he had no reason to. It wasn't everyday that he was attacked.
"InuYasha really caught you off guard," Kikyou glanced at Kagome as she continued to talk to Sesshoumaru, dabbing at the cut that was slowly bleeding. Kagome returned the look Kikyou gave her and turned her attention to her drink. She picked it up and swilled it around, pretending there was something in it.
She didn't want to hear what they were saying. It wasn't her fault anyway that InuYasha went off like that. She didn't know why he had gotten so angry and what excuse was good enough to lunge at Kikyou's date like that. Was it InuYasha's jealousy or some bigger reason? She looked up to see that Sesshoumaru and Kikyou were gone.
"They went home," Sango informed her, realizing Kagome was just staring at the two empty seats. Kagome looked at the table, not particularly caring at that those two did. It wasn't her business anyway.
The music was still blaring and not to Kagome's surprise, there were still tons of people there dancing and talking. Friday night looked like their busiest night of the week While the strangers felt like dancing and chattering away like parrots on crack, she didn't. I want to go home…and take a bath. Kagome thought, knowing she smelt like smoke considering that when InuYasha came to pick her up he had just finished a cigarette. Not only that but here was a smoking section in the back and the smell was drifting throughout the club, it seemed pointless to even make a smoking section at all. Maybe the smell is getting to Miroku too…and he would like to go home too…Kagome noticed how quiet he was and he looked really tired, at the same time his nose twitched every 5 seconds. "Miroku?" she acknowledged him
Miroku's eyes flickered up at her, half asleep and looked to Kagome. "Uh…what Kagome?" he yawned, stretching his arms after Sango lifted her head off his shoulder.
"When are we leaving?" Kagome stifled the yawn she couldn't prevent from watching Miroku's contagious yawn.
Miroku turned and looked ay Sango who was smacking her lips in boredom. "would you like to leave now?" he asked her, watching her yawn and rub her eye. "I take that as a yes."
"So we can?" Kagome asked her hands on the table about to stand up. Miroku nodded and helped Sango up as she swayed a bit. In silence, the 3 left the club.
"Sango? Try to stay awake," Miroku jumped a bit trying to wake Sango up as she snoozed on his back.
"I can't help it…I don't even feel alive right now…" Sango stifled a yawn as her words were slurred together. She snuggled into Miroku's shoulder.
"Considering you had consumed a fair amount of sugar…and not to mention a bottle of beer…I except that your body would be tired rather quickly from such quick energy."
"an obvious side effect," Kagome said ½ to herself; she was walking 4 feet behind them.
Gods…she wasn't hating tonight…Why did all the bad things happen to her when she was hoping for some form of joy? Gah! And it was always over a boy too! First that Houjou guy who became a little to close and never gave her space. He was always spoiled her to the point Kagome was pulling her hair out yelling "No! I don't want anything right now! And don't ask again in 5 seconds!" Houjou ended up leaving after Kagome went on a screaming lecture on a girl's personal space and went into silence, never speaking to her again. Then came Kouga who thought that the first "hello" he gave her made them a couple and now he's a "Stalker Houjou." And…then there's InuYasha. Constantly bickering over something, a smoker, and Kikyou's ex…she could go no forever with reasons to hate him, down to the way she hated his skin tone.
"Please, try to stay awake Sango. I don't even remember where your apartment complex is," Miroku shook Sango a little again and she only grumbled.
Make her walk, she has legs. Kagome wanted to say but kept her mouth shut without realizing she was glaring at them both.
For a while no one said anything. All they could hear was the cars going buy, night insects, and the neighborhood dog howling in the distance. As a car passed, it honked its horn at another car, making Sango jerk awake. "Wha…?" she blinked, one eye after the other.
"Good. Now that you're awake, you can walk to stay awake and tell me where to go," Miroku bent down onto his knee to let Sango down. Without a word Sango slid off his back and stood up, walking slowly. She walked the same pace as Kagome and soon found herself walking next to Kagome.
She looked at her with a sideways glance. This was the same girl from the mall and the Kikyou wannabe to InuYasha. And more news told her that she was Miroku's foster sister. "You're Kagome right?" Sango asked her with a kind smile. "I'm Sango," she held out her hand for Kagome to shake.
"Hi Sango," Kagome briefly shook her hand before taking it back and putting it in her pocket. She already knew a bit about her without wanting to. Kagome wanted nothing more than to say she had no interest in being friends with her. Although Sango did seem nice, but she didn't want another reason to have to be forced to see InuYasha. And if Sango knew InuYasha as long as InuYasha had told her, then that would mean that she's known Kikyou since the beginning. She was there at the end.
"Do you already know Miroku?" Sango asked, tugging on the back of Miroku's shirt, making him walk between the two girls like a wall. Kagome nodded. Sango looked at her with slight surprise. "Really? That's cool."
"Sango, meet my foster sister," Miroku explained, putting an arm around the two girls. He wasn't going to miss out of giving out introductions; it was one of his favorite pass times…especially between two girls.
Sango's grin broadened, but Kagome could see in her eyes that she didn't really care, and neither did she. "Miroku's told me a lot about you," Sango said as Kagome blushed and glanced at Miroku in way that said "how could you?"
Kagome was about to go on about something else but Sango cut in. "Hey, are you really with InuYasha?" she asked casually making Kagome blush and looking away nodding. Sango's voice had a tone that showed she didn't really approve of the match up. "InuYasha told me he was matched up with his ex's cousin and since you resemble her so much I figured out that it was you."
"How'd you know that I'm Kikyou's cousin?" Kagome had the feeling that Sango could read minds and she wanted some magic to make her poof away in smoke.
"Besides Miroku telling me, InuYasha told me as we were walking to our table at the club after what happened. I didn't want to say anything about it since everyone seemed on another planet than Earth." Sango looked up at the up coming building. "I'd stay and talk more but this is where I leave." She swung her arms in front of her, quietly hitting her hands as there was an awkward silence. Biting her lip she stepped in front of Miroku. "Would you mind walking with me?" she asked. Miroku didn't waste anytime answering and nodded. Sango held out her hand for him to take. "Kagome, do you want to come too? InuYasha lives on the same floor as me, I'm sure he's wandering around right now."
Kagome shook her head politly. "No, I'll wait here."
She watched as Miroku and Sango walked up the side walk, hand in hand to the building and pursed her lip. She looked up and sighed deeply. She was standing smack under a street light in the middle. "Great, spot light's on me on a scene where I realize I'm all alone while everyone else has found true love." Kagome didn't even look at the building and decided she wasn't going to wait for them and started to walk home by herself.
"Other than InuYasha attacking Sesshoumaru, I had a great time with you." A way too common sentence at the end of dates but it was true. Sango walked closer to Miroku, holding his hand a little tighter than before.
"I agree. Maybe we can do something together again when ever you are free," Miroku suggested, swinging his arm a bit as they walked up the stairs to the second floor.
"Sounds good."
There was a pause of silence. "Miroku?"
"Hm?"
"You didn't seem that surprised that InuYasha and Kagome had been paired up."
"Should I be? I am a little, seeing the irony of InuYasha being paired up with Kikyou's blood relative, but I somewhat saw it coming. Kikyou and Kagome are nearly one and the same." Miroku let go of Sango's hand so he could put them in his pockets.
"Hm…" Sango nodded eyes on his hands. She wasn't used to not holding someone's hand. Well she only held InuYasha's but still. She and InuYasha always cuddled or held hands whenever they could or wanted to.
"Kagome never tell me his name but she described him to me and I figured he went to our school and the only dog demon I knew was him. Besides, I had seen him once or twice at the shrine with Kikyou-you were there with him I believe," he nudged her ribs and she giggled and slapped him playfully away.
Sango slowed down and stopped. She smelled something that wasn't supposed to be there. "Do you smell that?" she asked, looking up at Miroku.
"What?" Miroku sniffed the air. "Did someone fart?" he joked, sniffing again.
"I smell smoke. No one is allowed to smoke here, at least in the hallways," Sango looked around as though to see a fire. Miroku looked around too but didn't expect to see anything.
"Maybe someone decided to disobey the rules and smoke one," he guessed.
"I guess you're right," Sango stopped at her apartment and waited for Miroku to catch up. "Well, this is where I leave you-at least for now anyways. Thanks again for tonight." She gave him a smile and blushed and twiddled her thumbs behind her back. She stood on her toes and pecked his cheek, her smile broadened at his blushing face.
"No problem, I'll see you Monday then?" Miroku hugged her then turned and left. Sango waited until he was out of sight before looking 4 doors away to InuYasha's place.
Was it InuYasha? He knows he can't smoke out in the halls…the moron. She unlocked the door and went inside.
"Sango! You're back!" Sango's younger brother was at the couch in pj's, complete with Invader Zim slippers.
"Thanks for the obvious," Sango said sarcastically but with a smile. "Why are you so excited to see me? Usually you don't care if I'm home, Kohaku." She kicked off her shoes and set her keys on the table next to her.
Kohaku chuckled and flipped the channels. "Because I am and…" he trailed off as the commercials vanished and his show came back on.
"And what?" Sango asked while walking to her room, she heard Kohaku jump up and follow her. She picked up Kirara and started to pet her, sitting on the bed.
"You're in trouble!" with a gleeful laugh Kohaku spun out of the room and into his room, slamming the door shut behind him making Sango jump and drop Kirara. She responded with a high meow and ran under the bed.
"What?" she said dully, getting up and leaving the room. "What did I do?" she asked no one in particular walking to the living room. Kirara pranced after her, batting at her ankles as she walked down the hallway. Sango looked for her father, passing Kohaku who was jumping on the couch having bolted past her after running into his room.
"Sango-in here!" came the disembodied voice of her father in the kitchen. Sango ignored Kohaku's chants of "You're in trouble! You're in trouble!" rolling her eyes at him and obeying her father.
"Yes? Do you need something?" Sango said innocently, confused at what he wanted and why Kohaku said she was in trouble. She knew that she told him about going to the dance club with InuYasha and her date, she came back before her due time. She didn't do anything wrong except get high off of sugar, so why was she in trouble? Only God knew that answer to that question. She came into the dining part of the kitchen, her dad sitting at the table with a deep look on his face. His hand was holding something and Sango had her eyes on it.
"Take a seat, Sango," her father said, sounding just like a cop, he gestured towards the chair next to him. "We need to talk."
Sango gave him a perplexed look and obeyed, sitting down and then pulling herself closer to the table.
"Talk about what?" she asked.
"I know that you're mothers passing has been hard on you two…" he began.
Oh know…it's…one of those talks. Sango braced herself for a long night and let her father continue.
"For some, it would have put them into depression. For others…it would drive them towards drugs." He gave Sango a hard look, making her gulp. She was getting some clue on what this talk was really about. "Sango…"
But Sango cut him off and spoke up. "I haven't been doing drugs-I'm not in depression! Whatever you're thinking it's-it's wrong! Just like how wrong it is for a dog and cat to be together!" Kirara gave a meow upon hearing her second name, cat.
"Don't get hot-headed. I wasn't accusing you. I know that you've adjusted well in the passed few years but I have some questions," he opened his hand to reveal the object. "Whose is this?"
Sango gulped. Oh great…stupid InuYasha has gotten her into trouble. She stared at the half used cigarette in her dad's hand. "That's not mine," she said quickly. "It's Kohaku's. The moron's been hanging out with the Seiko girl way too much."
"Don't pin this on your brother, it's not his---"
"Wait! What does this have to do with mom?" Sango asked, suddenly remembering the previous subject.
"Nothing, I wanted to see if you were depressed again, back to this cigarette," he looked down at the tobacco substance again. "You're friend, InuYasha, does he smoke?"
Sango hesitated. If she told the truth, she could get InuYasha more help before his habit became life long. He'd stop his way of escaping his little depression over Kikyou and move on with some real help for once and not some stupid way like always…such as throwing a computer out the window which he proved didn't fix the computer at all and only got him grounded for a year. She stared at the cigarette, pushed Kirara away from it so she'd stop sniffing it and looked passed her dad. "I don't know."
Her dad rolled his eyes. "I come home from work, see everything is normal except for this-sitting on my lovely new couch which luckily didn't catch fire. It didn't come from Kohaku, he's too young to know how to smoke. You, I know you don't because I would be able to smell it on you and so would Kirara," Kirara meowed again. "This leaves InuYasha who's the only explanation."
"But," Sango began but lost her sentence.
"I hear he's going through a tough time over his girlfriend breaking up with him. He doesn't need to turn to drugs for solutions."
"Oh my God…you think he's junkie!" Sango exclaimed, slapping her hand against the table drawing Kohaku's attention to them both. "This all has to do with him being a hanyou doesn't it? You said so yourself that demons were never good! Always doing bad things and whatnot! It's not true! He's just as good as any other human being!"
"I wasn't saying that! I only wanted to know if he was alright! We could get him help Sango! He's always had a good life up until you told me how angry he's been, saying that nothing he did over the years was worth anything! Signs of depression!"
"He's fine, just in denial over Kikyou. Learn some teenage stuff Dad, people don't go into depression just because of things like this."
"Some do," he corrected her. He looked at the cigarette again. "I have enough proof to show that he is doing drugs, at least smoking. His mother wouldn't like this. Not at all, especially since her ex-husband does this now too."
"How'd you know that?" Sango asked, a bit surprised but instantly dropped it. "Please don't tell on him! He'll know I was involved somehow! He'll hate me then he won't have anyone to talk to except his wall! He can't do that again! It's weird!"
Her dad laughed and set the tobacco on the table. "I won't tell! I just want to let you know something may be wrong with him, find out if he really did start to smoke because of what happened or not. See if he really is becoming depressed over nothing and we can get help for him." Sango's dad got up and left, leaving Sango utterly confused and annoyed.
That was completely pointless! I'd be asleep right now if he didn't bring this whole thing up! Sango groaned and left to her room, still ignoring Kohaku who was asking how long she was grounded for.
A/N: okay…I'm really sorry about this but…I'm gonna have to cut this chapter into two parts. Part one and well...part two. Lol. It's too long as it is compared to my other chapters. And the chapter isn't even done yet so I've decided to cut in half with a butcher's knife. Muahaha!
Scarred Hands: Part Two- will be up soon!
LDS
p.s: CELEBRATE PEOPLE! We've reached the beginning of the main plot! YAY! HAPPY NEW YEAR! (it's the year of the dog! GO INUYASHA! IT'S YOUR YEAR!)