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Overcoming Adversity

Overcoming Adversity
By Youko Starr

Disclaimer: Don�t own it. AU type fic with usual pairings.

Needless to say, the day hadn�t gone well for Inuyasha. Between the whisperings of �Rich boy� and questions directed towards him concerning the black skullcap he was forced to wear, his rage was steadily broiling inside him, quite close to the point of exploding.
The only real class that he enjoyed was the final period of the day. It wasn�t English, Math, or Biology, but the school�s only Automotives course. It was also the only elective that he truly cared to take. He might have enjoyed Physical Education were it not for the fact that he had to water down his abilities and skills. He normally would have excelled far beyond the standards set for human students, but to avoid raising suspicion, during the mile run he slowed himself to an easy pace just above maximum human running speed. Despite his holding back, it was still impressive to onlookers and running mates. Students watched as he eventually passed them by not only once, but twice before their run came to an end.
�I want that boy on the track team! He�s amazing,� the coach mused out loud to his assistant.

The other students already possessing spots on the track team were steaming. The green-eyed monster of jealousy reared its ugly head, as jocks watched the coach approach the new student with an offer to join the team.
�Maybe,� Inuyasha replied carelessly. �Track really isn�t my thing,� he replied, eager to get away from the coach so that he might reenter the school and shower before the other boys arrived.

�Then maybe the football or basketball team. Listen, son, you�ve got a great shot of being on the varsity team. Your running was amazing, if you could pull that off on the football team, no one could catch you.�
�Feh. I don�t like football or basketball either. Too easy.�
The rather dumbfounded and confused coach was left standing on the track, slack-jawed and staring at Inuyasha�s retreating back as he left the field to shower.
That first day set the standard for each other day of the week. During lunch, Inuyasha often sat alone, snubbed by the other students who thought him to be nothing more than a rich snob with the bad luck of being forced to attend their school. The girls watched him from afar, admiring the gorgeous strands of silver. During gym classes, the coaches drooled over him, imagining how he could take their school to championships and win them various different trophies with his athletic body--if only they could convince him to join the teams. In the classroom, he was the envy of most nerds and geeks. Many teachers had been quick to discover the boy was rather intelligent, and enjoyed calling on him during class to answer their questions. Were it not for his loner attitude, and the hint of arrogance that allowed a smirk to curve his lips every so often, he might have had friends.
But no, Inuyasha would change for no one. Nor would he remove his skullcap, not even during gym. He rarely broke a sweat like the other boys, and amazingly never grew exhausted or tired from the strenuous activities that the coach put them through. Because of that, he avoided the showers as often as possible, unless completely necessary.
His classmates hated him, assuming that he thought he was better than them. Why else would he outdo them in sports, take such delight in seeing the coaches squirm in desire of gaining him on their teams, and answer each and every question the teachers asked during lectures without taking a single note?
None would have guessed it was youkai origins that gave him his speed, good looks, and perfect memory.
Lat hat home was better than he had expected. His mother had finally stopped coddling him, and going on about how pleased she was to have her baby at home with her again. Once she realized her son was nothing like a baby anymore, and very close to adulthood and being a man, she adjusted and fell almost perfectly into her role as mother to a teenage son. He needed little looking after, stayed out of trouble, kept her apartment reasonably clean, didn�t party, drink, rebel, cause trouble, and was a perfect student in school.
He also practically ate her out of house and home. Despite his size and thin build, he could eat in a way she never expected a fifteen year old could. The first time she announced the need to visit the grocery store, he�d offered to go with her to help carry the bags, and it was then that she discovered his intense love of ramen.

Of course, Mariko did what any other mother would do; she bought boxes of the stuff in every available flavor.
�Feh, I said I can buy my own food, Ma. You don�t need to spend so much of your money on me,� he argued when he saw her frowning at the total bill from their shopping trip. Before she could reach for her purse, he had withdrawn his own allowance for the week and paid for the entire grocery total.
�That wasn�t necessary, Inuyasha. I�m your mother, I�m supposed to keep you fed.�
�Feh. I can feed myself,� she heard him mutter, lifting all of the shopping bags and walking towards the door, once more leaving her (and several stock boys) open-mouthed at the amount of weight that he could carry.
Over the few days he had lived with her, she had seen hints and traces of the incredible strength her hanyou son possessed. Twice, her car had broken down in the street a block or so away from her apartment. She had been unable to find someone to give the car a jump, and just as she was about to concede and call for a tow truck, Inuyasha told her to get in behind the wheel, and pushed her down the street. When they arrived to the parking lot of the building, he had yet to break a sweat, and merely shrugged off her shock.
�Feh, it was nothing. Go on inside and find me a wrench and a hammer.� She�d done as asked, then stood by as her son did some brief work under the hood. When it came to cars, she had little to no knowledge, and it surprised her that her son who had been brought up in no less than a mansion, pampered by servants, knew what he was doing to the battery and cables.
�Inuyasha, how do you know so much about cars?� Mariko asked, feeling almost dizzy. It was too much for her brain to process at once, and she could do nothing but marvel at him when he slid behind the wheel, gave the key a turn in the ignition, and the car started without problem.
�A hobby. I just like fixing stuff,� he replied gruffly. �Don�t make something out of it.� And then, her silver-haired son had tossed her the wrench, left the hammer on top of the hood, and run off, her call for him to return before dark dying upon the wind, until his shouted reply was heard. �Yeah yeah yeah!�
Days passed on into weeks, and weeks into months, and soon Inuyasha showed no more signs of the cocky attitude he first presented to his mother. The woman was growing on him, despite being absent from his life for so long. He found himself doing little things for her that he�d not have thought of for one moment, without being asked.
�Inuyasha, take out the garbage for--� Mariko blinked, and her brown eyes stared at the spotless kitchen in front of her. The trashcan was already empty, and counters washed down. Judging from the way he leaned his head outside the kitchen window, the pine scent of the freshly mopped floor was far from faint to her son and his canine nose. �Thank you, Inuyasha. Why don�t you go outside and enjoy the fresh air while I prepare dinner. Come home in an hour, okay?�
�Alright, Ma.� She smiled at him, watching as he tied a bandanna over the proof of his youkai heritage, then sped out the door. She always wondered what he did out on his own, and when she�d questioned him, he simply answered that he went �Out�. She could only assume that out meant racing through Tokyo until he could find a private and quiet place where no others could bother him. He was much like her when it came to some things. She, too, enjoyed the silence, and quiet of a peaceful day without others being present to ruin the tranquility.
�Oh, I wish I could offer you so much more, Inuyasha. My darling son,� she whispered, staring out the window to watch him make his way down the sidewalk.
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Inuyasha glanced once over his shoulder to survey the surrounding areas of his mother�s apartment building. Since his arrival, he had received many odd stares, and heard whispers from neighbors who called him �That oddly-eared boy.� Not for one minute did a single one of them suspect that maybe his ears were every bit as functional as they may have been on an actual dog. They knew him now as Mariko�s son, of course. It would have been an impossible feat to hide such a thing from them for long, especially after she had introduced him to the land lord one evening when he had come to collect the rent.

Toshajin-san was alright in Inuyasha�s book, even if he was a bit too nosy, and dug too much into his mother�s (and his own) affairs. He, along with several others, had witnessed Inuyasha�s arrival before the agreed habit of covering his ears had begun.
�A deformity, I heard. Landlord says so,� an old woman whispered to another as he passed by.
Thankfully, neither elderly woman heard the low growl emitted from Inuyasha as he passed the porch that they occupied. His walks often took him from his mother�s house, and throughout the neighborhood until he reached the less inhabited areas of Tokyo. During one of these walks, he had noticed a shrine in the hills, but his curiosity had never been enough to cause him to continue towards it.
Although right now, his subconscious was enough. �Shit,� he cursed, when he realized just where his feet had carried him. The treeline had thickened, and up ahead, he saw a shrine nestled atop the hill. While he often walked this direction to enjoy the wilderness, and calm of the forest away from the noisier streets of Tokyo, he had also managed to associate a familiar scent with this area, that the half inuyoukai couldn�t quit place no matter how hard he thought upon it. �I can turn around now and make it back before she even finishes supper.�
Those were exactly his intentions before the noise of a scuffle interrupted the calm and soothing silence of his walk, rapidly approaching his direction. He was aware of the sound of running feet beating quickly over the ground, and judging by the distance of the thuds of footfalls, it was two people, one in pursuit of the other.

�I said leave me alone, Onigumo! I don�t wanna go out on a date with you! Just leave me alone!� a feminine voice cried as two figures burst into view.
Inuyasha recognized both figures immediately. The girl that had gossiped about him with her friends, and a jock that hated and resented the hanyou from the moment Inuyasha stepped onto the field during gym. Smirking, Inuyasha stepped forward and cracked his knuckles. �Don�t you know when a woman says no, she means it, pal?�
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A/N: Ah, now that�s what I call constructive criticism. Thank you, Drake. This is my first Inuyasha fic, so I may tend to go OOC every once and a while. So no flames, good reviews stating how, why, and when my chars were OOC is a help so I know how -not- to do it again, not a flaming cry that they just were. I also don�t have the luck of having seen every episode, or even knowing the end of the series (hence the AU), but I was dying to write one. I�m considering this practice for when I attempt to do a full blown story with a real plot that isn�t AU.
I won�t hold it against anyone if they tell me what happens final episode though. :D
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