Hey ya' ll, I got a knew chappy up don't worry i like this so I'll never quit

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I really don't have much to say so...

... on with the sorry

That' s my boy...

...I' ll always love you...

Inuyasha sat on his floor, leaning on the wall as he tuned out the shouts and cries booming in the next room. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME !!!", his father roared. "I' M SICK... SO SICK OF THIS SHIT", loud stumping could be heard.

"WHAT, YOU GONE LEAVE!!!", Inuyasha flinched when her heard his mothers cracked voice. She had been crying a lot lately. "WHERE YOU PLAN ON GOING, HUH!!?", he could hear his mother running after his father. "Please", for the first time in hours her voice was soft, but broken. Inuyasha could picture his mother clinging to the man who had so many times threatened to walk out that door, so many times he' d fail to leave. Inuyasha could see his father look into his mother's deep brown eyes. "Don't go", his mother pleaded quietly.

His heart stopped when he heard that door close, he couldn' t breath. He peeked out of the crack of his room door, only to find his mother sitting on her knees, her arms hung at her sides, delicate fingers dug into the fabric of her long flowing skirt that draped over her legs. She stared blankly at the closed door.

"He' s gone", her soft voice carried through the emptied room. "He' s g-g-gone", her small shoulders started to shake. Her small hands covered her ashamed face. "he...", her words formed into a depressed wail. She stood up, knocking down any item she could get her hands on. She glided through the house destroying everything in sight.

"Mom....", Inuyasha called, slowly walking up to the hysterical woman "...mom", he grabbed her in an attempt to keep her from vandalizing their home. She swung her hands at him trying to push him away. Her weak fists pounded on his chest.

"He' s gone", she mumbled over and over again. The beating of her fists died away as she slowly embraced her son.

...Mama loves you, always Inuyasha...

Inuyasha slowly opened his heavy eyes. A bitter taste lingered on his tongue. He hated dreaming, especially of her. He subconsciously rested his sweaty palms above the scar on his left shoulder. He pulled out the picture of the smiling woman. She was so happy... why couldn' t he make her smile. He cursed his self, why did he have to have his face. Inuyasha slowly sat up and peered at his clock - 3:53 - he sighed, this had been his third time awaking that night.

Kagome lay next to Saota on the large bed. Her slender digits buried into his brown tresses. "Kagome", she snatched her hand away, all this time she thought he' d been asleep.

"Yes?", she asked softly. She could feel Saota cuddle into her and she instinctively rapped her arm around him. She treated him as if he were her own, that' s how her mom would want it.

"I like it here...", Kagome smiled softly in the dark, she liked it as well. "But..", Saota started "whats next", Kagome let out a breath of air she had no clue she had been holding. What exactly was next? She hated to think about it and it killed her that he thought about it, but they couldn' t, wouldn' t expect to live at the Takahashi' s forever, their hospitality would run out, right.

"We' ll go to Sango' s", Kagome said breezily, thanking every God that Saota could not see her worried face in the darkness. Truth be told, Sango didn' t even know that Naraku was abusive. Kagome was relieved to feel the tenseness in Saota' s body drain away.

Unlike Saota, Kagome wasn' t able to sleep peacefully. She' d nod in and out, her mind filled with various emotions. She thought about what she would do if the ever had to leave the sanctuary of this home. Her mind pondered on weather she should stay or leave with Saota in the midst of the night. Every thought led her to that mysterious boy with the beautiful violet eyes.

How could she do this to herself, She definitely had mixed feelings for the gorgeous boy. As sweet as he was, as funny as he was, part of her felt disgusted with herself for even considering the thought of being with him. After all the beatings she had been through, she was willing to trust again, and as much as she hated herself, she was starting to trust again. Her mind reeled back to the dressing room and her cheeks turned a beautiful shade of rose. He said he thought I was pretty, she pulled the covers up to her chin.

It' s only a matter of time...Kagome hated this part of herself. That small voice of reasoning in the back of her head, the small voice that didn' t trust men, the small part that feared men and would leap forth every time one came by. He' s no different, He' s just ganna break the bits and pieces of a heart you have left. Kagome' s warm smile melted from her face. Don' t be so naive and stay away from him. Kagome knew this voice was right, but...

...You, your worthless...

...I hate you, especially your face...

"I' m ganna be gone for a couple of days", Inutaisho said softly as they sat at the dinner table. Inuyasha' s mother, Izayoi, dropped the fork that she held in her hands.

"Your... leaving?", she asked her whisper carried across the room. "Where?", Inutaisho became tense.

"I have business", he answered. The look on his face similar to a glare as his slanted eyes landed on Izayoi. Inuyasha slowly turned to his mother, her face somber. She bit her lip softly and Inuyasha could tell she wanted to cry. He knew that she knew his fathers secret. Hell, he could smell the guilt wafting in the guys aroma, the sent of cheep whore. Why was his father such an ass? How could the man who said he loved her so many times, the man who' d said he' d kill just to see her smile, be the same bastard sitting at the table, smelling like God knows who.

"On a...business trip", her voice dripped with skepticism. She humphed rolling her eyes at the lie that crawled out of his mouth. Inuyasha felt uncomfortable, so out of place. He hated times like these and loathed his father for causing them. There was going to be an argument, a big one and Inuyasha couldn' t help but feel his father meant for it to be that way.

"Who are you going with", Izayoi' s voice was surprisingly calm. She sat her chin on her hands looking at the man sitting across from her. Her lips held a small frown that didn' t suit her normally smiling face.

"Some men", he replied quickly, too quickly as if it had been rehearsed. Izayoi nodded slightly glancing down in the lower left corner before staring back at her husband.

"Some men?", she laughed bitterly "And I supposed they don' t have a name", sarcasm rolled off her tongue. Inutaisho looked at her harshly, but Inuyasha assumed he was just buying time while he thought up a well enough lie.

"Uzamaki, Yagami, Shoma, and Himora of course", he smirked at the woman as her frown deepened. Inuyasha just sat there, his mouth agape not only had he lied ,but he pulled a bunch of anime names right out of his ass.

"BULL SHIT!!!", she screamed slamming her hands on the desk. She broke right in front of them, tears fell down her cheeks and splashed on the table. She stayed in her position, leaned over. Her breathing was raged and her face was red with anger, teeth grinding. "I love you, love you so much...", she took a large intake of breath "...but you can' t keep doin this shit to me!", both father and son stared wide eyed at Izayoi.

"You say you love me?", Inutaisho yelled standing up, his chair sliding back behind him. Izayoi looked shocked.

"You ganna ask me that!?.. you really ganna ask", she threw her shaky hands in her tangled hair.

"If you love me, then stop accusing me of stupid shit!", Inutaisho shouted. Izayoi held her breath as she brought her hands down to her heart, squinting at the slob standing in front of her.

"You', her voice was barely above a whisper" you!", she swung blindly at Inutaisho, hitting him as hard as she could. Inuyasha ran and grabbed his mom, she fell and began weeping on the floor. Inuyasha looked at his mother as she sobbed at his feet. He almost threw-up when he saw her crawl over to Inutaisho.

"I' m s-so s-s-sorry", she cried rapping her arms around his feet. "PLEASE, Please, please....don' t go", her voice became more pleading with every word. Inutaisho sunk down to the whimpering woman. Inuyasha watched as he placed his hand on said womans face and kissed her.

"I' ll come back", he breathed and her eyes widened. She shook her head in the negative as he started to stand.

"you you you you you you you CAN' T", she shouted reaching out to him. Inuyasha's eyes sharpened. "Inutaisho!", he stopped tuning back towards the wreck crumpled on the ground "you said...you said you' d never leave me", a single tear slipped past the barrier she was trying to regain.

"I'll come ba-". Inuyasha punched the old man in the face. Not even giving his father a chance to understand what was happening, or a chance to stumble for that matter, he delivered yet another blow to the man he called father.

"You bastard!!", he shouted attempting at hitting the man again only to receive one to his gut. Inuyasha hunched over, clutching his stomach in his hands. Using that as an opening, Inutaisho punched Inuyasha in his face, falling to the floor he grabbed the rug under his fathers feet and pulled, causing him to fall and hit his head on the glass night stand next to the door. Inuyasha ponced on his father, not caring that he was bleeding, or that he was unconscious. Inuyasha couldn' t hear his mother calling his name, he couldn' t feel her hands as they struggles and failed at pulling him off of his prey, he never heard her dialing 911 or the police sirens that blared from the squad car, however he could feel the cool metal of the cuffs that were rapped around his wrists.

...I hate that face, it's just like your fathers...

...there is more to this tragic story.

Kagome gave up on trying to fall asleep. Her mind wouldn' t stop, all she could think of was that same damn argument within herself. Why is this even hard for you, you already know, besides what if he' s an ass just like Naraku? No, Inuyasha is nothing like Naraku he' s...sweet - So was Naraku, don' t you remember?! All men are the same, but Iuyasha is different - What the... are you defending him? What the hell is wrong with you? Are you drunk, did Naraku hit you too hard...now you wait just a damn minute, don' t you even dare go there - ooh did I strike a nerve, why can' t I go there huh... huh? Inuyasha will lie to you, he will hurt you, and then... he will beat you. No no no no - yes yes yes! Stop it, just stop it - why? Afraid i' m true?

Kagome brought her hand to her head. She didn' t want to think anymore, sliding out of her bed she trudged over to the door and slowly opened it. She felt like shit when she noticed that no-one was there. Part of her wanted to see him, standing there with that condescending smirk and no shirt. She sighed deeply, her delicate shoulders hunched as she slowly made her way down the stares. Hope sprung into her, the light was on, someone was in the kitchen and she actually wanted it to be Inuyasha.

Kagome peered into the kitchen and her entire body froze. Not only was it not Inyasha, but it was Sesshoumaru and Rin clearly making out. Rin sat on the island counter her arms elbow deep in Sesshoumaru' s black tresses.(He ain' t that stupid, he knows better then to not ware his necklace ^_^) He filled in the space between her thighs. One arm hidden beneath her blouse, the other rested on a lower body part that was definitely underneath her knee length skirt, that was now hiked up around her hips.

Sesshoumaru broke their heated kiss as his tongue roamed down her tan neck. Rin hissed, as she slid her hands down the front of his exposed , which Kagome had to admit, was better than Inuyasha's chest as she leaned back on the counter, placing the arch of her feet on it' s edge. "Sesshy baby", she moaned as his hand kept moving under her skirt.

"Yea?", his deep voice asked as his other hand skillfully worked on his pants. LEAVE!!! Kagome' s mind roared, but her eyes wouldn' t let her.

"I want some dick", WHOA!!! LEAVE LEAVE LEAVE!!! Kagome ripped herself from the erotic scene as she quietly ran up the stairs. Her heart was pounding and her sex was aching. She had gotten turned on from the two and had no idea how to fix it. There was now no way she would be getting any sleep, but at least she wasn' t thinking of Inuyasha.

...you ungrateful little bastard...

...do you enjoy seeing me unhappy...

One... two... three... four... four months Inuyasha stayed at a juvenile detention center A.K.A hell. He was sentenced to this place after three weeks of court. His charges were battery and first degree attempted murder. Fortunately he wasn' t pleaded guilty for the later one, but his luck ran out for the battery. He had to come hear for the first part of his punishment and he also would have anger management for a year. Goody he couldn' t wait for that.

So know here he was in this fucking center, with the most annoying people in the world and he wasn' t even fifteen yet. All his time hear, he' d think about the woman who didn' t even visit him or he' d stick to the walls. Never wanting to be noticed, he would observe the idiots that surrounded him. Week after week, day after day, hour after hour of this bullshit, and he was free, finally free and would be able to see how things were at home.

He smiled for the first time ever since the fight as he watched the familiar houses pass by. The taxi pulled Into his parking lot and he happily got his little belongings and walked to the door. The house smelled of fresh tears and blood. Inuyasha dropped his suitcase at the door as he ran towards the room where the scent was strongest.

Bathroom

Inuyasha burst open the door, not bothering to see weather it was locked or not. He screamed at the scene. His mother lay there, by the toilet in a puddle of her own dried blood, tiny cuts were all over her body and she clutched a razor in her small hands. Izayoi weakly looked over at her son who was lifting her up. A small smile appeared on her face.

"Inutaisho, your back".

...so fuckin' pathetic.

Inuyasha laid in his bed, thoughts of his mother were killing him, cutting the wounds that seemed to never heal. He wiped another lonely tear as all the pain echoed through his mind. Then it hit him like a semi truck, Kagome' s scent, and boy was she....ready. She smelled like vanilla, and he could tell she was.... Like a puppy the followed the alluring aroma until he was standing right in front of her, staring her down.

Yea I know what your thinking, This chapter is short and I'm sorry, but I needed to leave you guy' s on a reason to wanna keep reading. Oh yea feel free to call me an ass whole for taking years to post too.

Now that i' m done with that, I might as well tell you guys that I will try my best to get the next chapter as fast as I can, but a high school girl can only work so fast, any who you better believe that I will have another story coming to you when I finish writing it, that way posting it will ba hell of a lot easier. For a hint: it is for all Naruto Hinata fans out there.

Last I whould appreciate it if yall go to my fav author list and check out my gurl Shanchan92' s story "Expelled", it' s really good, the first chapters are a little slow but read it, it' s really good honest and i'm not saying that as a friend. Warning it' s not a fanfic.

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