Hi Guys and Gals, sorry that I have not updated this story. I have been looking for ways to finish it, and well… I have so we are all in luck! Just to let you know this will be an Inu/Sess story, and I hope to complete it by the summer. Please support this story and leave comments in my inbox or simply review. I truly hope you like it. A new update should be coming very very soon. If I finish with the other chapter by tonight, I will update either tonight or later this week. I also know that I have a lot of grammatical problems in this story, if you have ever read my stories; you will know that it is a weakness of mine but I will try to be better about it.

Love you all! Elexius Black

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I do not own Inuyasha, I only write fan fiction stories for my personal enjoyment, as well as for the enjoyment of others. I do not sell, nor have I ever sold me stories for profit, and I do not intent to in the future. However, the plot that is used in this story is original, as far as I know…, although it may be pretty cliché, and have not used anyone else's plot material. Any materials or ideas that are used in this story are my own, and if another person should suggest an idea, like from a comment or review they will receive recognition. If things are used from the original story line of Inuyasha, well I have already established that I do not own it.

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Chapter 2

His face and body were contorted, and the sound of his screaming spoke of the immense pain he was in. To my shock he was still alive, and from that height it seemed to me a miracle. The parents in the crowd had already called the police, who had arrived moments before he leaped of the roof. I think that the police must have called for an ambulance to be dispatched, because the loud sound of a roaring alarm could be heard in the near distance.

Chatter started up, as parents and the police tried to figure out what had caused him to jump. My fellow classmates also begin to circulate their own knowledge about Naraku. Most had found that they knew very little about him, other than the fact that he was very quite, and even shy on some occasions. However, others had noticed Naraku's involvement me, slowly quick glances and hushed conversations were aimed in my direction. Apparently, I was his only friend, aside from a girl named Kanna who was a year younger than us. Some people were saying how he followed me around, and would often go home with me. Soon, I went from his best friend to his lover.

Glances of curiosity turned to long glares of disgust and blame. Riding on the current feeling of shock, I found my self feeling angry, and a little self conscious. Although I would never deny my involvement with Naraku, I didn't want to carry the blame for something that could possibly have nothing to do with me. In fact, I found it rather disturbing that the humans, with their limited knowledge on the matter, had so quickly pointed me, the only half breed in the school as the reason for Naraku's suicide attempt. In the back of my mind, guilt began to swell up, as I too started to wonder if I had in fact been the cause.

After a short while the ambulance came, and carted Naraku off to the hospital. I wanted to go to, but felt that that would only add fuel to the current suspicion that my classmates held. Feeling a hand on my shoulder, I turned to look in the hard eyes of a human officer, he was looking rather tired, and his eyes contained a hint of frustration and disgust as he looked at me. His rough voice was laced with a coated of forced anger, and something hidden underneath. I think it was something along the lines of…fear. "Didn't you hear what I just said half breed? We need you all to clear off of the premise…, Now!"

Shrugging his hand off my shoulder, I shot him a dirty look, and stomped away. I could smell a sharp increase in his anger that was directed at me, as I walked further away. This was confirmed when I heard him murmur, the words, "filthy piece of shit!" By this time, I was too far away from him to retort, and would be fighting a losing war. To the humans, I was 'supposedly' to far away to hear him. No one had heard him but me, and even if they had, no one would see a fault with what he said, such as phrase in their eyes was true.