Overcoming Adversity | By : choukitsune Category: InuYasha > General Views: 5507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“You may sign the final documents when ready, Sesshoumaru-sama,” the hanyou lawyer told him, straightening his own tie and waiting patiently for finalization.
“Do not rush me.” Sesshoumaru continued to read the documents at his own leisure, taking his time to peer at the fine print for any discrepancies in the wording or a loophole that would allow him to gain his inheritance now. Although it had taken no more than a few moments to sweep his gaze over the graceful and fluid kanji of the documents and contracts that his father’s will were comprised of, he could tell every character, every loop, line, and curve were in his father’s neat and graceful script and that there was no forgery or sneaky business about it.
What he didn’t understand was why his father would choose to do such a thing. Because of that lack of understanding, hfusefused to act until he had some comprehension of what was going on in his father’s mind when willwill had been written.
I, Hogosha Inutaisho, Lord of the Western Lands, of sound mind and body do hereby relinquish all financial assets and belongings, monetary and material, to be split between my two sons Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha in the event of my death. The estate, and 45% of all assets and holdings shall be given to Sesshoumaru. Until the day of Inuyasha’s eighteenth birthday, his inheritance shall be given to him in the sum of three thousand yen a week, while the rest is held in trust. In the event that one is unable to follow the guidelines of the will, all shall be given to his brother. If both are unwilling, all assets are to be split between Japan’s three most needy human charities.
Sesshoumaru’s fingers tightened their grip on the parchment he held, and it took sheer concentration and will to prevent his nails from leaking their deadly poison, and burning a whole through the thin paper.
Sesshoumaru, my son, it is not my desire to anger or upsou, ou, but the need to teach you humility and that the world itself does not revolve around you. This is a lesson that should have been taught to you many decades ago, but there is no better time than now to ask this of you. My lawyers will have secured a position for you at a prestigious human facility in Tokyo. If you are able to endure six months without harming a human or revealing your true nature, your inheritance is yours with no other strings attached. I have nothing but faith in you, my son, and believe that you may be every bit of the demon I was, and rule the Western lands with honor and fairness until the day the lands are passed to your own son.
Inuyasha, my youngest. You are still a growing lad, and not yet set in your ways like your older brother. I want nothing more than for you to get to know your mother, and treat her as well as you would have had she raised you herself. The things that happened fifteen years aere ere beyond both her and my control. Do not hate her for being separated from you and appreciate her sacrifice for what it was. She did what she thought was best under the terrible circumstances that came between her and I. Be proud of her wise choice to protect you from the human world, and treat her well always. One day, I hope that you and Sesshoumaru will come to terms and overlook the differences between you. You are not weak, my son, and let no one tell you otherwise.
“Sesshoumaru-sama? The documents,” the lawyer persisted again impatiently, earning a glare from the silver-haired taiyoukai.
“Unacceptable.”
“What is unacceptable, Sesshoumaru-sama?” the lawyer asked nervously, unconsciously straightening the knot of his tie again. Were it not for the modern day rules and laws amongst demons, set by the new lord’s very own father and a council of the three youkai lords, the hanyou might have feared for his life right then.
“There are no details concerning this… human facility mentioned in the document.”
“Actually, I’m supposed to tell you about that…” the lawyer admitted, only to shrink back and wish he could disappear into his chair when the harsh glare of a furious inuyoukai turned on him full force. “In’t n’t think it would matter because you were so intent on signing away your rights to your inheritance.”
A low growl, barely perceptible even to the lawyer‘s hanyou ears rumbled in Sesshoumaru‘s throat. “Enlighten me then. Leave nothing out.”
***
The days leading up to the date went by faismoosmooth, and although Kagome felt slightly embarrassed for being so forward--assuming Inuyasha would even agree to such a thing and claiming it as truth without his permission--she didn’t regret her choice at all. Now thoiceoice had been made, and her friends sensed her lack of desire to speak about the subject, so allowed it to die. Yuka was still slightly upset at her, and made this obvious by refusing to meet Kagome’s gaze, and often glanced away when it seemed they would look at each other by chance. Eri was quick to get over it, after all, the guy was hot and rich, and Kagome liked him, which was all that mattered. Ayumi held a neutral standpoint. She wanted her friend to be happy, but thought there was a better chance with Hojou than some rich stranger she hardly knew.
Inuyasha was enjoying his share of the attention. Guys that had wanted Kagome, or planned to try to date her, often eyed him jealously in the halls. It was fairly amusing to listen to their whisperings about how he must have wooed Kagome with money and bought int interest with an assortment of expensive baubles and gifts. Most used that excuse to justify reasons for getting over their crushes on her, claiming they didn’t want to date a girl interested in their money more than their personality.
The truth was that Inuyasha would never date a girl interested in his money. In fact, he hadn’t wanted to date anyone at all and was willing to forget his impulsive first kiss. But when he had heard that one statement amd witnessed for himself the desire Kagome had to get away from Hojou’s unwanted advances, the permanent solution was the most obvious. Scare Hojou off for her.
After school had ended that day, Kagome spent several long hours chatting up with Sango on the phone, going by every detail blow by blow of what happened after the party, and what occurred during the lunch hour. The older girl could hardly believe what her ears were listening to when her younger cousin described the day’s happenings.
“Well, you have got to do your best to keep him then! This is a courtesy date, but if you play ycardcards right, you can get him to want to be with you.”
“Do you really think so, Sango?”
“I know so! You remember what Miroku was like before we became a couple, don’t you?”
“Uh…pretty much like he is now?”
“Kagome! He was a lot more lecherous before than he is now.” Thel pal paused, as if debating the next thing she chose to say. “The idiot actually slept with the girls instead of just flirting around. At least now, the hormonally-charged pervert doesn’t want to be around anyone but me. Prying him off of my hip is next to impossible.”
“True…Inuyasha’s not really like that though. I never really see him look at girl’s. In fact, he kind of ignores them the way he does everyone else.”
Kagome had determined a while ago that Inuyasha simply wasn’t the friendly type. He enjoyed being alone, and had no qualms with letting the people around him know that. Lately, he only tolerated Kagome sitting beside him in theivancvanced English class. Usually, all seats adjacent to his own were empty.
The closer Friday came, the more Kagome could feel her excitement build.
***
Inuyasha shoved his books into the locker and slammed the door shut for the weekend. No sooner had he closed it and turned to walk away, did he look into the stern and serious face of Hojou who had waited patiently alongside the lockers for Inuyasha to finish unpacking his load of olboolbooks. “Oh, its you. Whaddya want, Hobo?”
“That’s Hojou,” the boy corrected him. “About your date with Kagome, do you really like her?”
“That’s none of your business.”
“It is my business because I’ve been trying to go on a date with her for many months now,” Hojou protested, moving to block Inuyasha’s departure from the locker area. The hanyou lifted one dark brow, ready to move the smaller boy by force if necessary.
“Looks like you haven’t been tryinrd erd enough then. She chose me, get over it.” A restrained shove moved Hojou out of the way enough for Inuyasha to continue, knocking his back against the nearby lockers.
“I know what you are,” Hojou spat out as Inuyasha moved to pass him. The hanyou froze, his blood running cold in his veins, and sweat dampening the fluffy and thick white bangs cing ing his forehead. I know what you are. How could this pitiful little human child possibly know who or what Inuyasha was, besides what had been told to him?
“Oh yeah?” the half dog demon snarled, whirling about and slamming his palm into the locker that was directly right of Hojou’s head with enough force to nearly dene ste strong metal. The loud noise of his hand banging into it caused the chatter in the hallway to come to a screeching halt, dead silence filling the corridor while all students strained to listen to the quiet conversation between Hojou and his apparent bully. Hojou flinched, but stared at Inuyasha with determination, refusing to seek escape or back down for what he believed was right. It wasn‘t fair for this silver-haired jock to simply come in and steal the girl he had courted and besieged with gifts, loyally attempting to date for more than a year. “And just what am I?” he demanded.
“A spoiled rich boy that doesn’t know how to appreciate anything he has! If you so much as hurt Kagome-chan, I swear I’ll--”
“You’ll what?” Inuyasha interrupted, unconsciously flexing the claws of his free hand.
“I’ll make you pay,” he forced out, voice wave on on almost every word. The hanyou sniffed discreetly, scenting the fear that Hojou was unable to hide beneath his front of bravery.
“I’d like to see you try.”
Before the argument could escalate and develop into anything more, the voice of authority called out to both parties, capturing the attention of all standing in the hallway. Isha sha and Hojou glanced down the corridor, to see the principal standing with a student flanking each side. “Inuyasha-kun, Hojou-kun, to my office now!”
“I told you they were about to fight, Takusan-sensei,” the pig-tailed girl to his left whispered, not going unheard by Inuyasha’s hanyou ears.
Inuyasha sighed, and lowered his arm, stepping back from Hojou to follow the principal down the hall, fixing both tattletales with a hard glare that caused them to shrink back and seek safety within the thick of the crowd.
***
“Fighting in the halls. The both of you should be ashamed for doing such a thing. I expected better of both of you. Both of you are two of the brightest students this school has seen for some time, and if you get yourselves into trouble fighting, it will stain your records. Universities will not want to admit troublemakers,” the principal continued to chide. Hojou was slouched in his seat, flushed with shame for a deed he’d hardly participated in, while Inuyasha merely sat there with his arms folded across his chest, waiting for the lecture to end so that he could leave.
“I should give the both of you detention and force you to remain after school assisting the janitors--”
“What?!” I’ve already been here in his office for nearly half an hour…Kagome won’t be pleased if I stand her up.
“Calm down, Inuyasha-kun,” the rnablnable sensei murmured. “But, today is a Friday, and were this any other day you woue upe up to your wrists in sand and water cleaning the restrooms and classroom floors with the volunteer students. I’ve held the both of you here long enough, so you’re dismissed, but don’t let me have to call you in here for this again.”
“Phew.” Inuyasha sprang from his seat, and sprinted out of the office without so much as a word goodbye.
Both Takusan-sensei and Hojou-kun stared at the now vacant seat, wondering if their eyes had tricked them.
“Very fasoy…woy…what was the rush about?” the curious sensei asked.
“He has a date with Kagome-chan.”
“Ahh. Nice girl.”
“I know…” Hojou slipped down futher into his seat and sighed.
***
Kagome waited impatiently outside of the movie theatre, clutching her backpack tightly in her hands and wishing it was Inuyasha’s neck so she could wring it. That little punk stood me up! If he didn’t want to go out with me he should have said so! she thought angrily. A half hour had already passed since the time they had agreed to meet at outside. Her mother had picked her up from school, surprisingly, and she had managed to get changed and to the theatre in record timing.
“This is the last time I let this happen!” Kagome declared, turning to stalk off towards the direction of home, only to come face to neck with the black uniform clad chest of her very late date.
“Sorry,” he breathed out, still in his school uniform. Kagome took a step backward to give him some room, a bit embarrassed she had not paused to look where she was going before stalking off as she had. “Got kept after school. Long lecture…from Takusan.”
Kagome blinked, wondering how far and for how long he had run to catch up to her. She’d taken the train and a bus to get here, arriving in good time due to the lack of traffic this particular afternoon. But he didn’t appear to hgottgotten a ride…”Are you okay, Inuyasha?”
“Fine. Ready to watch a movie?”
“We missed the 3:30 showing, Inuyasha.”
“Then we’ll see another,” he insisted, straightening fully and turning to look at the listings that were posted beneath the payment window. “Shit. Those all suck,” he remarked honestly.
“And there aren’t any more showings of any movie for at least another half hour.” Kagome frowned, then slung her back over her shoulder. “It’s okay if you want to call it off, Inuyasha. I don’t want you to feel as if you have to be here just because I needed an excuse to get away from Hojou-kun again.”
“Nah…it’s fine with me. I should probably change clothes anyway.”
“That’s great!” Kagome chirped, brightening. “I’ll meet you here again in an hour and a half.”
Inuyasha glanced over his shoulder at her. “Come with me.”
“What?”
“Come with me,” he repeated. Mom did say she wanted to meet her… Instead of running off, using his hanyou speed to reach home, he called for a cab.
I can’t believe, I’m going to his house! I bet it’s gorgeous and in a rich neighborhood like Miroku’s, Kagome thought as she slid into the cab beside him.
Twenty minutes later, she was proveong.ong. Not only was the neighborhood less than middle-class, but the car parked in the port beneath his mother’s apartment looked as if it could fall apart at any moment. The schoolgirl was led up the steps to one of the second floor flats, and waited patiently while Inuyasha unlocked the door and proceeded inside.
“Mom? I’m home, I brought a friend with me,” he called, gesturing for Kagome to follow behind him.
“A guest?” a soft voice called, feminine and friendly. A woman appeared, a bright smile on her face at the sight of Kagome. “Who is your pretty friend, Inuyasha?” Mariko asked, causing Kagome to blush.
“Mo-om,” Inuyasha groaned.
Kagome stepped forward and took charge of thtuattuation, since it seemed Inuyasha was now too embarrassed to introduce her. “Higurashi Kagome, it’s a pleasure to meet you…” I don’t know what to call his mother! she realized, ready to panic.
“Mariko is fine,” the older woman told her, seeming to sense her reason for hesitation. “I’m glad to see that my son has made some friends at school, I was beginning to believe his personality was too abrasive for anyone to like him.”
“I’m going to go change so we can leave,” he grumbled, stalking out of the room.
“Oh? The two of you are leaving so soon? I was hoping to make some tea so that just us two girls could talk.” Mariko smiled warmly at Kagome, then invited her into the kitchen while she prepared a hot kettle of water. “Are you the girl Inuyasha met at the party a few nights ago?”
“Yes…he mentioned me?”
“Oh of course, my dear. All the time.” Maybe he hasn’t, but it certainly won’t hurt to say that he did, Mariko thought. Such a polite, well-mannered girl can’t be allowed to slip away on account of Inuyasha’s rudeness. “You’re every bit as beautiful and kind as I expected,” Mariko told her seriously.
Kagome sweat-dropped, then swallowed back the wariness caused by the barrage of compliments, whether they were true or false. “Oh, I’m not that great, Mariko-san,” she murmured modestly. “Inuyasha really said that?”
Mariko nodded her head slowly, turning to set a steaming mug of tea in front of her guest. “He’ll never admit it if you ask, he’s too shy around girls for his own good.”
At that moment, Inuyasha stormed out of his bedroom, a dark cap pulled backwards over his head, obscuring view of his canine ears, amber eyes without their brown contacts, peeking out from beneath the fringe of silver hair. “Mom, what the hell are you telling her?” he demanded.
She smiled innocently, then shook her head and sipped from her tea. “Nothing important.”
Kagome drank down as much of her tea as she could, forcing Inuyasha toure ure a few more moments of conversation between she and Mariko, before the two were ready to leave.
“Have a good time you two!”
“We will, thank you for the hospitality, Mariko-san!”
***
Dating the rich had its advantages. Whenever Kagome reached for her own money, to pay for her ticket, a drink, or candy from the concession stand, Inuyasha was one step ahead of her and already removing his own money to pay for it.
“Inuyasha, you didn’t have to do that.”
“It’s fine.”
“Inuyasha, I brought my own money for a reason.”
“Damnit, I said I’ll pay for everything tonight, didn‘t I?”
“But Inuyasha, its only a couple dollars, I can afford it.”
“Wench, sit down already! I have it covered.”
So maybe she was ready to smack him for the ‘wench’ comment, but he made up for it by ordering her favorite caramel corn in super large tub, and returned to their chosen seats with several brands of candy, and drinks to last throughout the show.
The movie itself was bearable and about a secret passage beneath the basement of some old shrine that took a girl named Kotome into the past. There, she met a wolf demon named Kouga who wooed her at every attempt, and they fought off hordes of demons together, protecting a village from countless invasions of demons.
The movie obviously hit too close to home for Inuyasha, who had only agreed to attend that particular movie for the fighting, while Kagome chose to see it for the relationship aspect as love bloomed between Kouga and the character of the leading lady.
To hide his discomfort, Inuyasha gave the occasional complaint about the poor sword work and how obviously fake so many of the scenes were in the live action film inspired by a popular manga and anime. “A real swordsman would never do that,” he grumbled, remembering the many sparring practices he had observed between Inutaisho and Sesshoumaru, and some of his own lessons from his father.
It seemed the more time shent ent around him, the more she learned. On one hand, she thought his manners could use some work, and that his mouth could use a good rinsing out with soap. Evidently, his mother either didn’t care about his tendency to use foul language, or he kept it more under wraps when around her. On the other hand, he was a real sweetie, if one could overlook the rough exterior and cloud of arrogance hovering above him at all times.
Afterwards, once the movie had come to an end, and their supply of snacks had dwindled dangerously low to nothing more than a few unpopped kernels and a swallow of soda in the remaining bottle, Inuyasha‘s stomach gave a loud rumbling growl, reminding both teens that they missed out on their supper. Fortunately, the area of Tokyo that they had chosen to spend their date at was overrun with small restaurants and fast food chains. Across the street, with its lights illuminating the road and area was a very familiar place for Kagome. “Maybe just one burger from WacDonalds…” she mused out loud, having developed a fondness for the burgers she always ate while out with her friends.
Her previous intention of consuming only one burger turned into a combo meal, and that not nothing in compare to what Inuyasha ordered.
“Geez, Inuyasha, do you have a black hole in your stomach?” she asked, watching him tear through his second burger, and shove a handful of fries in his mouth. The hanyou paused in the devouring of his supper to swallow and flash her a fang-filled grin. “Hey, Kagome…you gonna eat those nuggets?
***
The phone rang off the hook twenty minutes after Kagome returned to her bedroom that evening.
“It’s been ringing like that every half hour since seven,” Souta told her. “I think it’s Sango again, it was her the first two times.”
“Oh no! I told her I’d be back around seven,” Kagome cried, rushing across the room to the phone and lifting it from the cradle, to her ear. “Moshi moshi.”
“Where have you been brat!? I’ve been worried about you. How did the date go?”
“He refused to let me pay!” Kagome complained. “I had my own money and everything too.”
“That’s nothing to bitch about…” Sango mused on the other end of the phone. “Miroku made me pay our first date. You’re lucky Mr. Richboy didn’t turn out to be a cheapskate. Now tell me what happened.”
“Nothing…he was a complete gentleman.”
“Did he hold doors open for you?”
“No--”
“Then that doesn’t make him a complete gentleman. Come on, what was he like at the movie and what did you do after that?”
“Well…I think he must study kendo or something, cause he said all of the sword stunts were wrong. He complained a bit through it, but he didn’t talk too much. He bought a lot of candy for us, but he eats a lot too…”
“It’s always the skinny ones that eat the most. So, you didn’t hold hands? No second kisses? Not even an awkward touch in the popcorn bucket?”
“Not even…he kept his hands completely to himself this time. After we left WacDonald’s he brought me home, said goodnight, and left.” Kagome threw herself backwards onto the mattress of her bed, then stared up at the ceiling, remembering the touch of Inuyasha’s lips when they pressed against her own. She longed to run her fingers through those platinum silver locks once more. “You should see him without his prescription contacts…his eyes must be the most beautiful shade of hazel I‘ve ever seen.”
Both girls gave a dreamy sigh, and lapsed into boy talk for several hours, way into the night.
***
“I’m home, Ma!” Inuyasha called as he shut the front door behind him. He turned the lock, and slipped off his bandanna, shaking out his hair and ears as he trodded through the house. “Mom?”
Silence, rather than the usual chipper reply of his mother’s voice greeted him. The confused hanyou shrugged and made his way into the kitchen to get a glass of water, after the exhausting (but fun) run back to the apartment from downtown Tokyo. As his clawed fingers reached for the fridge handle, he spotted a note in his mother’s handwriting held in place on the door with a magnet.
Tonight’s hostess called in sick, I went to the restaurant to cover for her shift toni Di Dinner’s covered in the fridge if you’re hungry. Hope the date went well. I’ll be home around eleven.
Mom
P.S. Some strange packages without addresses arrived in the mail for you, I placed them in your bedroom. I hope you aren’t ordering dirty magazines.Inuyasha perked a brow, and shot down the hallway into his bedroom. As told, three brown packages rested on the mattress, bringing a grin to his lips. “I can finally fix that piece of shit car of hers now.” Using the claw of his index finger to open each box, the contents were revealed to be nothing more than automobile parts, expensive ones that three weeks of holding his inheritance allowance had allowed him to buy. “She’s not going to recognize it when I finish,” he bragged to himself, sliding the open boxes beneath the bed.
*** Monday ***
“All students please enter the auditorium for a special announcement,” the voice of Takusan-sensei blared loudly over the speakers.
“Can’t you announce it over the speakers!” a student cried somewhere down the hall, even though his statement fell upon deaf ears, considering the principal couldn’t hear through the PA system, but could only broadcast his own voice.
Kagome hurried to put away the unnecessary books used over the weekend for homework, and packed away the required texts for her morning classes. No sooner had she zipped her bag and turned around, did she see Yuka, Eri, and Ayumi standing behind her with impatient and curious expressions on their faces.
“Well?! Tell us about the date with Hogosha-kun,” Yuka demanded.
Kagome sighed. She had avoided her friends all weekend, choosing to hang out with Sango and Miroku instead, since none of them chose to look down upon her for the choices she made concerning her own life and who she wanted to date.
“We called you all weekend, Kagome, and even went to the shrine to look for you!” Ayumi told her.
“I know… I’m sorry, guys. I’ll tell you about everything after the assembly. I had plans with Sango this end,end, stayed over at her home. I’ll call next time, I promise.” Not.
The four girls moved together towards the auditorium, sighting against the crowd to avoid being separated as usual. Eventually, all had piled inside and taken seats, the hum of the several hundred voices of the entire student body, and some teachers loudly filling the room.
Kagome turned about and strained to see Inuyasha in the seats. Although there were many students, it would be impossible to overlook him when his silver mane caused him to stick out like a sore thumb. Then he really did skip class to finish his mother’s car this morning like he said he would Friday, she thought when she saw neither hide nor trace of the platinum-tressed teen in the crowd.
“Good morning, students. It’s not often that an assembly is called, but as many of you know, Okagawa-sensei has taken absence with maternity leave, and will not return until the next school year. It was only fitting that I formally introduce you to your new substitute who will be taking her place as your History instructor. I would like all of you to give a kind welcome to Hogosha-sensei.”
Kagome’s eyes practically bulged from her head, when the lean, tall frame of another silver-haired hunk took the stage.
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Replies: My anonymous was removed a few days ago, I had a harassing reviewer for one of my fics and put it on temporarily until they left me alone. My settings will allow anonymous reviews again. I’m sorry for whatever problems that may have caused.
I’m quite horrible at writing summaries, especially with the small amount of characters FF.net allows in the line. I’ll try to make it more eye-catching though with my limited skill.
Sorry for the delay in updating, I should be back on track again at least until the husband’s next day off *grumble*
In reply to Byte: Inuyasha doesn‘t feel he‘s as strong as his brother. Those were more of his feelings about the situation itself, rather than the narrator or mine specifically. He‘s also a little younger and a lot more inexperienced in this fic than he was in the show, considering he was pampered -all- of his life in this fic. In the show, after his mother died he was alone to fend for himself mostly, and grew up to be stronger for it. I‘m aware that there‘s a few differences, its mostly to accommodate the changes in how he grew up.
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