Chapter One: Just Like Routine
A sound of water being splashed upon pavement echoed to the ears of some, the crowded tavern did nothing to stop the hustle and bustle of business. "Shit! You fucking drunk!" A rather deterred looking man stood, his hands fisted and poised in absolute rage on his hips. "Fuck! You fucking vomited…all fucking over me!" The man was earning a rather amused crowd, his golden orbs seemed mainly focused on the drunk scrambling to clutch his attire while groveling at his feet, than the
over-enthusiastic crowd eager to see bloodshed.
"Now Inuyasha, let's be civil…we don't want to cause a scene." A rather comically rueful looking young man clutched his comrade by the shoulders, his response came out in a sing-song voice directed to cool his ire. "Civil my ass, Miroku! Mushin just puked all the fuck over me and you expect me to be okay with that! I say hell no!" The rather infuriated man rolled up his sleeves and brandished a very reddened fist, which if observed at close range, one would deem his veins were on their last leg and at a bursting point.
"Inuyasha sit!" The youth was halted in his peaked fury to only witness his face colliding with the wooden floorboards, this of course was greeted by the boisterous uproar of laughter from all around the bar. No doubt this was an everyday thing, strictly routine. The man who was obviously punished for his outburst, managed to pull himself together and only managed to retort with a glowering scowl and clutching a broken nose which bleed profusely. "Damn you Kagome…" He then muttered a few profound words beneath his breath and something about "disgusting wench and little bitch and something of how he managed to put up with her trifling ass".
The young man beside him who was referred to as Miroku was being tethered with the blame of allowing his comrade to make a scene in the busy tavern, the young woman of course, was not making matters any better. In fact she placed their situation a ten fold greater embarrassment to the three of them. The other occupants of the bar laughed in merriment, they had obviously been waiting all day for something that occurred exactly at three in the after noon past thirty minutes, and before Mushin drank himself into a stupor.
Strictly Routine.
Inuyasha had taken up residence as a worker in the bar, the owner Mushin had gladly welcomed him although knowing Inuyasha being a half demon. This was because Mushin's young apprentice Miroku was also a demon, demons had been supposedly extinct for hundreds and thousands of years. All had heard the tale of how the demons, feeling they were being over populated by the mass growing populace of humans protected their numbers by having a great being, someone by the title of the Great Inu no Taisho place a veil. The veil, was a powerful barrier warped between the human and supernatural worlds…to protect humans from seeing past what they only saw. Inuyasha and Miroku had crossed through the veil to experience the human world and of course freedom from Naraku's aristocratic rule.
Naraku, according to Miroku, had taken his place as leader of all demons after the Inu no Taisho's death, but he was a bad omen and almost every demon knew it. Why Abi hime followed him was beyond anyone's thoughts. He deceived a living Buddha it was told, into creating a barrier for the veil that was so holy, that it would purify and cleanse any yōkai that had left the veil's seclusion when they tried to come close to it, literally casting out those who abandoned the demon plane as traitors. The only said person it was that Naraku clearly wanted out for good was the leader of western youkia by the name of Sesshomaru, the Inu no Taisho's closest descendent. Also said to be the only person Naraku avoided confrontation with from rumors by other demons. Sesshomaru, or so it was said, visited into the human territory frequently his only excuse was that part of his borders spanned past the veil's markers and allowed him to cross much to Abi hime and the nobles' detest. Naraku made sure to it that he would soon gain full control of all the nobilities' affairs.
Soon, so caught up were they that they decided to stay, masking their true identities and hiding their demon forms. Inuyasha claimed to be a descendent from the Inu no Taisho while Miroku fixated himself with the title as "friend". Over time, only people who visited the bar frequently knew of Inuyasha and Miroku's true identities, also Inuyasha held the favor of the human waitress Kagome who worked part time at the tavern, as well as the small town's priestess. Luckily the nobles knew not that demons resided in their cities lest they come armed to the teeth. The most feared noble was the one they called Abi hime, who in fact being the only demon noble had been (through corrupted politics and with the help of a well known noble named by Onigumo who's cruel schemes and sneaky ways of getting around the diplomatic quota) got her to reign head of the nobles' commanding brigade of keeping demons "out" and by out it didn't mean exile. It meant permanent eradication.
Abi hime had kept strict guard of each nobles' territorial cities, having each day at the tenth of the hour have a horde of armed demon guards in lines fielding fifty wide and fifty long patrol the city streets, by then the entire town's populace was on curfew.
Just like routine.
"Damn it Inuyasha! I am so tired of your profanity and attitude!" Kagome furiously interjected. "And you Miroku, I'm fed up with you allowing Mushin to drink so much! Gods, I can't believe you two!"
Miroku felt as if his ego had down sized by no small bit, not only so but also the fact that he was getting talked down to by a woman. Not to say it didn't happen often, it was just not on this degree. He felt weak…and stripped of his manhood.
Inuyasha, draped in crimson clothes wrapped into an old Gi like fashion with his long white hair with deep rust silver highlights, golden orbs, and tanned features. Along his cheeks were ragged indigo stripes and lining his lids was the same color eyeliner. Small perched white dog ears, pointed at the tips made him look more inhuman when not passing as a human. Aside from Inuyasha, Miroku did however contrast a bit to his friend. Miroku was a dog youkia as well with long silver tresses featuring light purple highlights and hair tied into a ponytail going down his back. He also had one neat dark purple stripe across both cheeks, golden orbs that shimmered a hue of silver and indigo. His ears were both slightly pointed with golden looped earrings to decor them, his eyes held a soft deep jade eyeliner and draped in dark indigo clothes with white wispy cloud patterns. But what made him so much different from Inuyasha himself was a deep jade kanji symbol standing for "cursed" upon his forehead, perhaps a symbolic notion of his parentage and clan.
Once, Kagome had questioned about the kanji symbol. Miroku had simply stated that "all the males of his family had been branded with the symbol as a notion of their family curse", whom Naraku had placed upon his great grandfather for his…disobedience. He wouldn't tell her no more than that, but Kagome knew he was only telling half the story or less than he let on. He never exactly told her also why he kept a sacred rosary wrapped about his right hand either, only that he never removed it.
If one were to see the two demons only once, they would have revered to them as nobles.
But now…as the argument ensued, Inuyasha lay casually back against the concrete wall and smirked, obviously he was being entertained by the bickering, this left him out of the picture. Today was nothing special…just a regular boring day.
That's when the doors burst open, flooding into the bar, numerous hooded soldiers crawled out of every bar opening like termites crawling through woodwork. They surrounded the entire company of the bar and up held vicious looking halberds and great shields. Inuyasha and Miroku soon were back to back, Kagome was huddled closely to Inuyasha's hip. Inuyasha immediately knew they were no ordinary swat team but no doubt foot soldiers of Abi-hime, brandishing the mark of a great pair of white wings with ivory rose thorns crossed around them; stamped upon their armored breasts. Abi hime's militia was well known and also heard to be very dangerous.
Mushin in his inebriated drunk state was too dumb to even assess the situation. He blinked looking all about him and laughed before downing the contents of another liquor gourd. "Where's tha part-ay at!" He bellowed. He let out a half hearted fart and rolled over, not caring to fan but let his foul wreaking stench fill the air.
"Get this disgusting turd out of my sight!"
"Yes Captain!"
Inuyasha smirked, his claws cracked slightly. 'Alright, this is what I'm talking about…finally some action!' Inuyasha directed his eyes to Kagome and nodded, he hoped they would await his signal. "Keh! Only lap dogs of Abi-hime! Get outta here!" He roared, his claws extended and flew out with an exaggerated curl of flexed knuckles. "Iron claw reaver soul stealer!" he laid a very serious infliction upon the head captain's facial guard mask, the soldier stepped back stumbling. And then through the shaded helmet guard watched him with eyes of repulsive shock.
"He's a demon, boys we got ourselves a live one."
"Inuyasha!" Kagome screamed in shock to his retaliation.
"Just shut up and let me protect you, bitch!"
Miroku sighed and then twirled a piece of broken wood he acquired from a once standing chair and forcefully shattered one soldier's already mistreated nose. "Inuyasha you take those to the left, I've got the rear covered!" Inuyasha smirked, his feet kicking and propelling his form off the wall so that he could drop kick an unsuspecting armored guard in his nether parts. "I'm on it! Don't have to tell me twice!" Inuyasha smirked and continued his onslaught of deadly combatants against his feeble unsuspecting opponents.
"This is just like routine!" Miroku huskily grunted as he hefted a large chair at one guard while Kagome…using her purse, made quick work of Mushin peeping up her skirt. "You pervert!" Inuyasha then tripped over Mushin's sprawled out leg but barely regained himself as a soldier thwacked by Miroku fell before him. He used this as a leverage and regained his posture. "Ya damn straight Miroku…" And how Inuyasha hated routine.
Author's Note: Well trying to get this story on the road, sorry this chapter was so short but I really wanted to introduce Inu and Kagome. Don't worry the rest of the cast will come to play an important portion in this part too. So much action is jam into this story, mmmm juicy. Any who, the next few chapters will finally be pushing this story along, so stay tuned! Any questions or comments are welcomed!