Overcoming Adversity | By : choukitsune Category: InuYasha > General Views: 5507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: Don‘t own it. AU type fic with usual pairings. Sorry for the bump, needed to edit and spellcheck
There was no way to spend the night of the new moon except in complete solitude. At home, in his father’s manor, he’d always spent every new moon in the attic pretending he didn’t exist. Here, in Tokyo, he was unable to find the solitude he sought after unless he left the apartment and ventured into the wilderness. That was strictly out of the question, considering the fact that anyone could see him in his transformed state and ask questions.
“Inuyasha? Would you like to watch a movie with me?” Mariko asked from the opposite side of the closed bedroom door. There was no answer from her son, who she assumed was sulking by the window once again, counting down the time left until the next sunrise. “Inuyasha?” When there was no sound of his response, the mother sighed and turned from the door to walk down the hall and return to the living room. A few steps later, the sound of the bedroom door creaking open was heard, and she turned to see her black-haired son standing halfway in the hall.
“What movie are you watchin'?”
Mariko smiled. “Your favorite. I thought you might like to see X-2 again so I borrowed it from a neighbor,” she explained, turning around to continue down the hall. “Don’t dawdle, Inuyasha, The popcorn will become cold if you wait too long,” she chided him gently before disappearing into the living room. Inuyasha snorted, then padded into the room to plop on the couch beside her.
Mariko glanced at her son, pleased that he had accepted her offer to join her for an evening movie. She had half expected him to turn it down, “Feh, I just want to be alone, but no, there he was sitting beside her, violet eyes glued to the television screen.
“Pass some of the popcorn, Mom.”
“Oh, of course.” Mariko passed the bowl to her son, who quickly began to shovel handfuls of buttered popcorn into his mouth while watching the opening scene of the movie. She didn’t expect him to return the bowl to her any time soon, if at all, and giggled softly before turning to resume watch of the movie. “So, tell me about the girl.”
“What about her?”
“What’s she like, Inuyasha? Is she pretty? Is she smart? Does she come from a nice family?”
Her black-haired son stared at the television, mouth slightly slack as if he had lapsed into a sudden daydream. “She’s…she’s special,” he finally answered. “And her mom’s nice.” His dark eyes cut from the television and rested on her. “Why do you wanna know?”
“It’s a mother’s right to know what kind of girls her teenage son hangs around. Now you make sure you treat this girl right--”
“Mom! I just met her!” And kissed her like a complete idiot.
“So? That doesn’t mean you can’t be good to her.”
“Mom!”
“I’m only saying don’t be a jerk, Inuyasha. Don’t hurt her feelings.”
I would never hurt Kagome’s feelings… “Alright, Mom. I understand.” The teen sank into the couch again, and resumed the careless tossing of popcorn into his mouth. Amused, his mother gazed into the television set, considering the touchy way that he had handled her curious questions.
He must really like this girl to be so defensive. It’s probably embarrassing him, she decided. Unconcerned, and knowing she would meet this girl eventually when Inuyasha decided it was time to introduce her, Mariko dismissed all thoughts of it and allowed the movie to entertain her.
Her son, on the other hand, was an entirely different matter. Mentioning Kagome had stirred up a whirlwind of emotion within him. She was human, of course, so he knew that would either upset or please his father if the old man was still alive. Inutaisho had impregnated a human, but it had also been accidental. Would his father be displeased to discover that his son’s interest in humans could possibly thin out their youkai bloodline even more? It was unfortunate tsuchsuch a matter never came up between father and son, but Inuyasha could only imagine, and hope that the great lord would find no issue with his plans to keep a human girlfriend.
He already knew what Sesshoumaru’s response would be and could almost hear it echoing in his ears.
Your birth brought enough shame on our good father’s honor and title… now you wish to willfully associate with a lowly human wench? But this Sesshoumaru is not that surprised, considering you are nothing more than a pitiful halfbreed. No respectable youkai female would settle for such.
He had thougboutbout it plenty during the walk home from the Sunset Shrine, with Kagome’s taste still on his lips, and pleasant scent still lingering on his clothing from their brief embrace. She had felt so good against him, her body warm and soft as he held her for the few precious seconds that their bodies touched. Afterward, when he was certain she wouldn’t slap him for the bold movement, he had quickly excused himself with a lame comment about needing to get home before his mother worried.
Mentally, he was cursing his sensitive canine nose, and wishing he couldn’t smell the faint scent of arousal moisture against leather. That alone, although the kiss had been incentive as well, was enough to tighten his groin with a growing erection, one he didn’t want to risk her seeing if his jeans proved not to be baggy enough.
Kagome walked him to the door, where he slid into his shoes again and stepped outside. Before he could go far, she reached out to touch his shoulder, causing him to turn towards her. “Goodnight, Inuyasha. Thanks for walking me back home,” she told him, leaning forward to deliver a quick and chaste peck on the cheek.
His cheek tingled the entire way home.
***
“Well!?” Sango demanded, practically shoving herself in Kagome’s face when they finally met during the lunch period. Sango had spent most of the morning making unsuccessful attempts to find Kagome, since Ayumi, Yuka, and Eri had stolen her from the shrine that Sunday, insisting they go shopping for new clothes. That little inconvenience had ruined the older girl‘s plans of wringing every ounce of information from her young cousin about the outcome of their little plan. “What happened after you left the party?”
“He kissed me,” Kagome breathed out. Her and Sango made complete eye contact, staring for several moments, before giving identically high-pitched squeals in unison, and clasping hands to hop up and down.
“He kissed you!? Oh my god, but you hardly know him!”
The entire population of the lunchroom appeared to be staring at them. Kagome squeaked and both teens silenced, shuffling off to a silent corner where they could speak in privacy and peace about the events of the other night.
“I can’t believe I let him do it either,” Kagome admitted. “One moment we were talking, the next thing I know, his lips are on mine.”
“Did he use tongue?”
“No! It wasn’t that long of a kiss…although it seemed like it could have been.” Kagome felt like a fool, to be so excited and overjoyed at one simple kiss from a boy she‘d mistaken as a complete jerk on the first meeting…well…she wasn‘t so entirely sure yet that he wasn‘t a jerk.
“What’s this I heard about little Kagome kissing on the first date?” a male voice teased from behind the two. Kagome turned to find Miroku had snuck behind them during their conversation, and giggled when she saw he was still sporting a bruise in the shape of a feminine, slim-fingered hand on his cheek.
“It wasn’t a date,” Kagome protested, red-faced.
“Ah, so the two of you merely bypassed the formalities and skipped directly to the pleasantries.” The lecher winked and slipped his arm around Sango. “I can only hope that one day your cousin follows your quick example.”
“Hentai.”
“What? What’d I say wrong?” the young man asked while giving his most charming smile. Kagome laughed at the two and made her escape, excusing herself after giving promises to call Sango that evening after school and give the full detail of Inuyasha’s after-the-party personality.
When she arrived to her next class, a few minutes early, she found Eri, Yuka, and Ayumi already present, occupying the usual corner of the classroom with a boy…
Hojou-kun? What’s he doing in this classroom, he doesn’t even have take Advanced English! His family is so traditional I can’t imagine them uttering a word of any foreign language willingly.
In the rear of the classroom, wearing a red bandanna over his silver locks, and his usual everpresent scowl on his handsome face, was Inuyasha, pretending to study. It was quite obvious to her, that he’d yet to read a sentence on the page, considering the fact that the book was upside down and his eyes were narrowed into tiny slits, while he ground his teeth together, revealing frightening glimpses of fang.
“Kagome! Over here, we’re saving a seat for you!” Yuka called to her once the foursome noticed her presence. Kagome looked at her three friends, and unwelcome suitor, then at Inuyasha who appeared a moment away from having an aneurysm.
I wonder what’s wrong with him today. “In a few minutes,” she told her friends, skirting past them to cross to the rear of the classroom, where she slid into a desk near Inuyasha. “Hi…Do you remember me?”
“Of course I do,” he barked, not even looking up at her. “We only met two nights ago.”
“You don’t have to shout, you know.”
“That wasn’t anywhere close to shouting,” he told her in a low voice, realizing that he had been quite close to yelling and forcing his tone to soften.
Kagome stared at him. His current temper was shocking in comparison to the sweet disposition he revealed after the party during the walk home. What could have happened in two days time for him to become a surly monster all over again? “What’s wrong?”
“Ask your three friends.”
“Hey now, no reason to snarl at me for something they did!” she hissed at him in a quiet voice, to avoid chances of Yuka's eavesdropping radar picking up any pieces of conversation. “Tell me what happened.”
“You’ll find out in a few minutes,” he shared wisely, before resuming the reading of his English literature book.
“Fine.” Kagome climbed out of the desk, and moved one foot to walk forward before she paused, and murmured snidely, “You can’t read that upside down, you know.” When she saw his surprised look, she smirked and walked away to the four students occupying the other side of the classroom.
Inuyasha growled under his breath as she walked away to return to her air-headed friends. He hadn’t been able to tell Kagome that they had an all out bash fest at her expense, and were ready to condemn her for her choice of clothing at the weekend party after a few words of rumor got around. Sango, was already known for her taste in leatherwear and body suits, however, innocent and chaste little Kagome wasn’t.
The gossip hounds also had a field day once one person snitched they saw Kagome leave in the company of ‘the rich snob’, which was all most of the students knew him as now. No amount of chiding from the teachers, nor dirty looks from Inuyasha could stop them, so the hanyou had taken to simply ignoring them whenever necessary. Apparently, ignoring their insults only added more fuel to the fire, and they delighted in calling him 'a stuck-up pretty boy' even more.
“Kagome!” Yuka called the other girl towards them once more. “What were you doing speaking to him?” she demanded of her friend the moment she slid into a desk. “Hojou-kun has been sitting here waiting for you ever since lunch period began.”
Eri and Ayumi nodded their agreement half-heartedly, more concerned with eating their lunches.
“Ah…did you need to speak to me about something, Hojou-kun?” Kagome asked.
“Well…” the boy began. He gave one glance Inuyasha’s direction, then looked nervously at Kagome again. “I was hoping you wouldn’t be busy this Friday. I searched for you during the party but I could never find you…” He cleared his throat a bit, deciding to alter the direction of his speech, since it was clear that all of them knew where Kagome had gone. “Would you like to go to the movies with me, Kagome?” Hojou asked, hope shining in his eyes. For the past six months, every attempt at getting Kagome out of the shrine, or away from her bad influence of a cousin had been foiled by some outside force.
Inuyasha growled again beneath his breath, gaining a brief glance from the sensei who paused in the consumption of her chow mein, chopsticks hovering several inches in front of her mouth. “Inuyasha-kun, would you like a cough drop or a trip to the nurse? That’s a nasty sounding cough you have there.”
“I’m fine!”
The sensei blinked, the resumed her own lunch, keeping a close eye on the irritable silver-haired teen, as well as the four opposite him on the other side of the classroom, who seemed to be the source of his anger.
“I don’t know…I’m kind of busy already this Friday,” she murmured as an excuse, causing Ayumi, Yuka, and Eri’s mouths to drop wide open.
“What could you possibly be doing this Friday, Kagome-chan!?” Yuka shouted.
Her yell put Kagome on the defensive. Ever since Hojou had first developed this crush, they were always pushing her to accept his offers simply because he was rich, handsome, well-mannered, and well-liked.
Inuyasha was rich, handsome, and…okay, simply rich and handsome, but she was positive that he would grow out of his surly adolescent stage eventually. She supposed if she were kicked out of the only home she ever knew, she’d be a bit of a bitch too to everyone, especially if they were always making rude assumptions and calling her things behind her back…and to her face.
“I’ve got a date,” Kagome told her friend, deciding on the tale she would choose this week.
Eri gave a loud, rather exaggerated gasp, while Ayumi choked on her rice. “A date!” Yuka nearly shrieked, turning red in the face. “With who?”
Without glancing over her shoulder, Kagome answered quickly, not missing a beat. “Inuyasha.” Please don’t deny it, please don’t deny it, the girl begged mentally, fingers crossed behind her back. A glance over her shoulder revealed Inuyasha to be staring her direction, eyes as large and round as saucers. The question was clear on his face, although he had yet to give verbal disagreement for her friends to hear. “After he walked me home from the party, he asked me to go see a movie with him, right, Inuyasha?” she raised her voice to ask him across the classroom.
“R-right!”
“Oh…I see.” Hojou looked so dejected and depressed that Kagome almost felt sorry for him. She gave him a faint smile, as if to tell him that she hoped for no hard feelings, then turned and flounced back over to Inuyasha to take the seat beside him, ignoring the dropped open, slack-jawed expressions of her three nosy friends.
Throughout class, the sensei had to fight to keep the attention of students who found Kagome’s change in behavior questionable. The moment that the ringing bell brought an end to class, Inuyasha was out of his seat, with a strong grip on Kagome’s wrist as he yanked her out of the room behind him, barely allowing her a moment to grab her books.
“What the hell was that about in there?” he hissed at her, as low as he could to avoid putting on a show for nosy students in passing.
“It was the only thing I could think of to get Hojou to back off,” she responded, plucking at the hem of her skirt absently to avoid gazing into his smoldering brown orbs. “You’re not mad, are you?”
“A bit,” he replied. Although I shouldn’t be, she did save me the trouble of having to ask…if I didn’t know better I’d think the little minx planned this. “You better know what movie you want to see before Friday comes, or I’m choosin' and I don’t wanna hear your complaining about it being scary or anything.”
Kagome blinked, before realizing he had accepted her idea, despite how awkward it had been in the classroom. “Thank you, Inuyasha!”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he responded, waving her off and turning to storm off to his next class.
Kagome smiled at his retreating back. He’s not so bad, after all. Underneath, he’s actually kinda sweet.
***
“Sesshoumaru-sama! Sesshoumaru-sama, where are you?” the squat toad called as he scurried down the exquisitely decorated hall of the manor. There was no response, but that of his own voice echoing off of the walls of the long corridor. “Sesshoumaru-sama, this Jaken has news, horrible news indeed!” he fretted. Skittering down the halls as he did, he bore an amazing resemblance to a frightened cockroach attempting to escape someone’s foot. “Oh, there you are, my Lord,” the toad demon sighed in relief as he found his master in the library, facing the fireplace in absolute silence. “It’s horrible, absolutely horrible. I--”
“Speak or leave, Jaken.”
“The lawyer in charge of your father’s estate just phoned, he’ll be here in less than an hour for your final decision concerning Inutaisho-sama’s will and final demands, my Lord.”
“You will tell him that I decline.”
If it was possible for the toad’s eyes to become any larger, they very well may have popped out of his skull. “But my Lord, y-y-you’ll lose everything to that disgusting hanyou. You couldn’t possibly be ser--” His sentence was never finished, because the rest of the words were choked out of him by the iron-fingered grip of Sesshoumaru’s hand. The dog demon had moved out of his seat to terrorize his servant before the small youkai even realized what was going to happen.
“You challenge me, Jaken? This Sesshoumaru will not socialize with humans. I will not degrade myself because the old man’s final days were spent in a senile haze of foolishness.” Jaken nearly pissed himself before Sesshoumaru was finished, ending his brief speech by slinging the toad across the room and into the wall. His lord returned to his chair, and said no more.
Jaken climbed to his feet, ignoring the bruises that Sesshoumaru’s abuse had caused. The toad demon shuffled out of the library, lamenting already for what would soon occur.
Sesshoumaru did not budge from his chair. Despite his calm demeanor and silence, the rage that broiled inside him was barely contained. It took everything within his power to not fly into a fit and begin to destroy out of anger at his father. His father had always been a bit eccentric…having odd and sometimes disturbing tastes, but this simply took the cake.
The hiss of acid eating away at the arm of his chair drew Sesshoumaru out of his deep thoughts. His gaze shifted to the left rest of the large armchair, where he saw his claws had begun to burn through the material. This was so unlike him, that it upset him even further to know that his father’s final legal decisions could affect him so much.
I will not comply with the requirements of the will. The filthy hanyou can have everything if he so desires, Sesshoumaru thought bitterly. The old man truly was crazy if he thought his human-hating and eldest son would spend six months in Tokyo around ill-bred, stinking humans, simply so he could retain resources, property, and a title that were already his by birth. He would rather go out and acquire his own wealth the hard and old-fashioned way: killing.
More coming soon
Sorry for the delay, so much came up over the last few days, and had lots of cleaning to catch up on today. Might be going out mother’s day, but if I don’t….I’ll be working on another chapter.
I’ve put the summary of my next Inuyasha fic on my blog bulletin and on my website *joy* It won’t be AU, but I’m going to work my way slowly into the fandom hehe. Warning: The site contains two different fandoms. The YYH page is limited to yaoi mostly, while the IY will remain strictly het. (Can’t imagine Sess and Miroku or Inu and Miroko, etc…The thought of it disturbs me a bit for some reason. Miroku‘s a perv and all but not by that much…)
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