Who I am Hates Who I've been

Chapter 5

By: Painted Angel Wings

Section: Inuyasha

Type: AU, On-going

Couple: Inuyasha x Kagome

Rating: T (rating may change)

A:N: hey, I'm back! Sorry it took a while, but hey, something is better than nothing, ne?

Well, heres the last update you'll get in a while, cuz I'm heading for York, Pennsylvania for a week. I'm visiting my best friend! WOOT! I MAY update at her house, though that's not a promise.

Anyway, please enjoy!

Song playing: "Too Beautiful" by: Sonya Kitchell

Inuyasha kicked a nearby stone as he walked lazily on the sidewalk, ready to just turn back and run home, where nobody could bother him with troublesome requests. He really wasn't in the mood to do anything illegal.

"Damn that Naraku….." Inuyasha muttered darkly as glanced at the slip of paper once again, narrowing his amber eyes, trying to read it in the darkness. However, Inuyasha was never gifted with night vision.

"Dammmit……" He rubbed his irritated eyes, crushing the useless piece of paper with a simple clench of his fist. "This piece of shit is USELESS."

Without a second thought, he carelessly tossed it over his shoulder, looking in both sides of the quiet neighborhood street, trying to catch at least one glimpse of the assigned house.

His intentions were unsuccessful, which pissed him off.

"ARRGHH! Why the hell can't I just go to some random house!" Inuyasha started to stomp his feet in immature rage, fists raised to the starry sky, cursing angrily at no one.

After five minutes of pointless walking, Inuyasha perked up when the bold yellow sign reading, "DEAD END" appeared before his eyes.

Grumbling bitterly and cursing relentlessly, he turned around, frustrated and extreme hunger echoing loudly from his stomach.

"Dammit, screw this job… I'm hungry," Inuyasha grumbled, starting to take the path home. "Naraku can just find someone else to do it…."

But suddenly, his sensitive perked up an ear splitting scream heard inside one of the seemingly quiet houses.

"Hmmm?" Inuyasha perked his white head up in the direction of the house, a look of confusion taking over his features, his anger slowly fading away. "Aren't all of the lights out?"

Inuyasha went up the black gravel driveway, curiosity getting the best of him, eager to find out answers. He had nothing better to do anyways, so he figured.

As he edged closer, he faintly spotted something odd: There wasn't a car on the driveway.

"But then why….?" Inuyasha was even more confused now, questions running through his head faster than a runner at a track meet.

If the lights were out, why did he hear a scream from inside the house? And why was the car goneifsomebody was home?

"This is too weird…" Inuyasha grumbled, letting out an irritated sigh through the corner of his mouth. "I dunno why I even bothered… I'm just going home…."

But as he was about to head out, a dim and rather faint light came on from the top most windows, flooding a small patch of fresh grass with light.

Without a second thought, Inuyasha ran to the front door, and started the task of knocking, curious to know what in the world was going on inside.

"LET ME GO!" Kagome squirmed desperately through her bounds of rope, passionate anger filling through her, hoping this would help her somehow to break free from the intruders of the Tanashi household.

It turns out there were actually TWO intruders of the house. They both dressed in black, though they were wearing different masks to cleverly hide their identities.

One of them just had a plain black ski mask, glimmers of silver hair poking from the bottom hem, seemingly trying to hide his hair color. Though Kagome thought it was a feeble attempt.

The other, who also grabbed Kagome, wore a bright green hockey mask, and seemed much more confident and irresponsible, comparing him to his mysterious and elusive partner.

A long brown ponytail flowed freely behind him, and, stunning, yet wild blue eyes were behind the mask, scanning every single detail of his surroundings.

Kagome couldn't help but find them attractive, but she quickly shook her head, replacing her silly infatuations with sensibility.

"WHO ARE YOU!" She shouted, noticing that the one in the ski mask was already loading things into a giant brown sack. "YOU BETTER STOP WHAT YOUR DOING THIS INSTANT!"

Robbers.

The one in the hockey mask turned around, and Kagome could have sworn he was forming a smirk under that mask.

"Or what? Whaddya gonna do about it, cutie? I suggest you just shut up and let us do our thing if you don't want your pretty little throat all cut up and nasty, ya?"

Kagome's chest slowly started to fill with fear, the first time in a long time that she felt completely powerless. And terrified.

"You are hopeless." His partner spoke in a seemingly emotionless tone, or maybe it was just indifference. "If you would please stop making threats and help load things so we can be on our way."

Kagome sat petrified as they loaded family treasures, irreplaceable items soon to be sold to God- knows- who for dirty money. Tears stung in the back of her brown eyes, hating herself for just sitting there, tied to an old chair, unable to do anything.

Then suddenly, she remembered the reason why she was even at the house.

"TARJA!" She screamed spontaneously at no one, though it got the two robbers attention.

Noticing this, Kagome narrowed her eyes at them, the feeling of despise growing steadily inside of her.

"Where is she, you cowards! If you laid one finger on her, I swear…."

"She was screaming and was troublesome… so I disposed of her."

The cold, insensitive voice of the one in the ski mask cut her off, causing Kagome to go into a slight shock as the news was told to her.

"You… killed her?" Kagome asked the words softly, not believing someone was capable of such a cruel task.

"And what of it?" He looked straight at her, noticing the familiarity of his eyes.

The intense fire of amber, though perhaps colder and less wild. But still… could it be?

Now though, it didn't matter to her.

"HOW COULD YOU!" Her scream pierced the tiny attic room, causing them to both twitch in shock. "SHE WAS AN INNOCENT CHILD! SHE DID NOTHING WRONG SHE….."

Her words were cut off once again by a harsh slap across the face.

"Shut up. You are REALLY annoying, and no one cares what you think." It was the killer of Tarja. "My patience with you is wearing out, bitch."

Kagome said nothing, looking away as her tears of mourning, fear, anger, and uncertainty ran down her porcelain face, hope leaving her heart, replacing it with despair.

The one in the hockey mask suddenly stood up eagerly.

"Awww, Sess, are you really kill her?" His question lit up a spark of new hope for Kagome, perking her raven head up slightly.

"Sess" narrowed his eyes into a glare at his partner, obviously not happy.

"I've told you never to use my name when we are in the presence of a hostage. When will you EVER learn this?"

"Yeah, yeah, lighten up," his partner waved off his comment like a bug on his finger. "But can I handle her if you aren't gonna kill her?"

Kagome's hope quickly faded way into the darkness of despair growing inside of her heart.

W-What… does he mean by that?

"Sess" shrugged his shoulders and continued to load treasures into the bag.

"Do as you like, Koga. I don't care anymore."

Terror filled Kagome's entire body as Koga approached closer, causing Kagome to edged farther back into her chair, desperately wishing she could just disappear, away from these terrible men, and safe.

And before she could think of any other regrets, her world harshly fell into black as she faintly felt a hit across the head.

"HEYYY!" Inuysha pounded on the door for maybe the 700th time, getting more and more frustrated by the minute. " OI! I KNOW SOMEBODY'S HOME! SO OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR!" (1)

When the only reply he got was silence, Inuyasha gritted his teeth, impatience and anger boiling over to his final stand.

"DAMMIT! I'M COMING IN!"

Kickboxing the fancy door down with ease, Inuyasha stepped in, feeling satisfied with himself as he turned on the lights.

But satisfaction turned to confusion, confusion turned to horror.

A little girl, tiny and fragile, laid silently facedown on the floor, her white nightgown stained with fresh crimson blood. Delicate lace absobed every last bit of blood, tiny wipsy pink ribbons were now a weird reddish color.

"What the…."

Inuyasha edged closer to the girl, he noticed something familiar about the wounds.

And as he did…his eyes narrowed dangerously in hate.

"Sesshoumaru…. Where the fuck are you, asshole!"

(1)- Ahaha! Couldn't resist! I loves "I write sins not tragedies." xD

A:N: DONEE! WOOT! –dances- Not a very happy chapter, but oh well. -.-

By the way, I'm not meaning to turn this into a gruesome murder fic, but Tarja's death was necessary. Heh. You'll find out why later.

So, we still don't know what happened to Sota! Well, you'll find out in the next chapter! Ya.. I'll stop rambling.

Anyway, I'll try to update ASAP! Review so it will come even faster! Anonymous are accepted!

Song playing: "Miss Murder" by: AFI