Who I am Hates Who I've Been
By: Painted Angel Wings
Section: Inuyasha
Type: AU, On-going
Couple: Inuyasha x Kagome
Rating: T (Rating may change)
a:N: Heyy everyone! bows I really don't need to start another fan fic, but heck, I was inspired by old Inuyasha episodes that contain my fave Inu/Kag moments.
Now, I'm not even sure this is a very good idea. So, review and tell me if I should continue it!
Song playing: 'Nemo' by: Nightwish
Prolouge
He took another drag from the burning cigarette, the tiny embers weakly giving off a dim comforting light on the moonless night that gave the normal person chills up and down their spines.
Not for 17 year Inuyasha; for him, these kinds of nights were perfect. Perfect for going undiscovered; ordinary passerby had this annoying tendency for ratting on people like him to the cops and the law.
A crooked smirk formed on the gangster's face as he discarded the faded cigarette, and crushed it with his heel, prepared for another hard nights work.
He fingered his deep black pockets, checking to make sure the customer's items were safely nestled deep inside, and had no risk of falling out for anybody else to find.
"It should be fine…" Inuyasha muttered softly to himself, hunching his back over in a poor posture as he made his way to his typical street corner, where he ran his 'business'. The positive self-talk didn't help much however, for the drug dealer was still fingering his customer's prizes, paranoid that it could impossibly fall out and be lost forever.
The five minute walk seemed to last a lifetime as he finally reached his destination, seeing there was already a small line of gangsters, drug addicts, and many other shady people waiting to get their nightly doses of their signature of drugs.
Inuyasha sighed as he plopped down in his corner, ignoring a rat that quickly scurried away beside him, carrying away a rotten piece of fruit for its dinner. He was used to it, for every street gangster and drug dealer knew that rats were a natural part of their life.
"Did you bring them goods, homie?"(1) A tall, rather ruthless sounding teenager stood over Inuyasha, cracking his knuckles menacingly, hoping to cast fear into the young drug dealer's heart, and make him hand over whatever he wanted.
Inuyasha just twitched his sleek silver dog ears in amusement as his signature crooked smirk formed once again on his handsome features as the wannabe continued to stare down at him, his breathing heavy and impatient.
He knew this guy wasn't so tough. Inuyasha could easily tell the difference between someone who had real street bravery and the ones who just did it to fill their heads with blissful ignorance, pretending they actually had such a dreadful and hard life.
Like a prefect cosplayer, he hid his true personality behind ridiculous amounts of jewelry, shimmering golden teeth, and loose baggy jean that pretty much reached his knees.
"Right here, pal." Inuyasha tossed the addict his stuff in a clear zipper baggie, struggling hard to keeping his thoughts to himself. He knew better not to piss anybody on the street off; it was more trouble than it was actually worth. "Make sure to take your doses slowly, man. If you take too much, you can kiss your ass goodbye."
"Yo, man, its all good, yo…" The teen was already digging through the baggie savagely, only half-listening to Inuyasha's not-so-sincere warning of the dangers of overdose.
Inuyasha just shrugged his broad shoulders and continued to help other customers, figuring the dude would be dead by tomorrow, the feeling of remorse lifeless inside of him.
"I'm done for tonight,Naraku. I'm gonna go home to get some sleep." Inuyasha tossed crumpled up 20's, 50's, and even 100's onto his boss's make shift tin desk, face restless and looking forward to heading home for some rest.
Tonight happened to be extremely busy, just the type of night hated. Even shadier figures even Inuyasha couldn't feel comfortable with, wanted to purchase a ridiculous amount of drugs, and it made him sick, the first time in the longest time.
Naraku, his ever enigmatic boss, looked up from his novel with absolute boredom, an unlighted cigarette hanging on the right corner of his mouth.
"I could care less about your personal life, Inuyasha. All I care about is the amount of money you made tonight."
Inuyasha made a low growling noise in despise at his greedy boss. All that bastard cared was the damn money. It wouldn't make nay difference to him if Inuyasha was shot and killed right befire his eyes, just as long his wallet remained unharmed. And he hated Naraku for that with every living breath inside of him.
"HERE! I GOT YOUR DAMN $600 DOLLARS!" Inuyasha pounded his fist on the 'desk',almost causing it to break, making all of the objects and papers fly up from their normal places. "I'M LEAVING AND I DON'T GIVE A FREAKIN CRAP IF I GET ANY MONEY, JUST AS LONG AS I CAN GET AWAY FROM YOUR DESPICABLE FACE AS SOON AS I CAN!"
Inuyasha stormed out of the office, leaving his still indifferent, yet slightly surprised boss with his cigarettes and trashy romance novels.
"My, My…" Naraku smiled with a hint of evil as he lit the lonely cigarette with his personalized chrome lighter. "It looks like I was out of line. How very naughty of me."
After a long drag and a sip of undisturbed coffee, he returned to his novel.
Inuyasha slammed the abandoned warehouse door shut, which Naraku's gang claimed to use as their headquarters, and into the spring night, which became surprisingly cooler than the 3 hours he spent outside drug dealing.
"Damn that bastard…" Inuyasha muttered with detest, making way for the long journey home, ignoring all the homeless bums slumped against the wall, waiting someone to give them money, and a fresh gang fight that just broke out. "I swear… sometimes I just wanna slit that ass's throat. He would probably think that's hilarious if I told him that.
As Inuyasha reached his ratty apartment building and walked the long winding stairs to his room, his troubled mind began to wander.
"I wonder…." His lips moved to match the rhythm of his thoughts, unaware that he was thinking aloud. "If there will ever be a light to guide me away from the darkness that I'm living in…"
In silence, he turned the key on the rusted doorknob and let him self inside, knowing there was no one waiting for him.
(1)- I'm so terrible at gangster talk…-.-
a:N: Well, its not much, but the prologue is done! YAY! –jumps up and down-
This is really amazing to me, since this the first time I actually finished a chapter in ONE HOUR… w/o getting distracted! Maybe it's the sign of the Apocalypse… .
Anyway, the point of the proluge was just to get to know Inuyasha's character and position. I hope I didn't make him OOC! –sweatdrop- I hoped you liked it!
Please review and tell me what you think! Anonymous reviews are accepted!
Song playing: Who I am Hates Who I've Been by: Relient K