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Inukouken
By : HaruhisKyon
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Inukouken � Ch 1

By TetsuyaDL

Disclaimer: Inuyasha and related characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan Inc., Bandai and Viz Communications. I do not claim ownership over these characters, only over the story and original characters that are of my own creation. Please do not copy or use them without my permission. Thank you.

Misc Notes: Italics indicate a character�s thoughts. -WORDS LIKE THIS- are onomatopoeias that indicate sounds, like sound effects that one might see in a manga.

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The moon hung ominously in the night sky as a young boy studied fretfully at his desk below. His short, messy, black hair did little to obscure the brown eyes, wrinkled forehead, and sharp nose that made up the face of a frantic seventeen year old Japanese schoolboy who had a great deal of studying left to go in preparation for the next day�s test.

The moonlight reached lazily down over his shoulder, illuminating a framed picture on the shelf behind him. In the picture, a mirror image of the boy at the desk sat uncomfortably in a rigid chair. His grandmother and uncle stood behind him, their hands resting protectively on his shoulders. The photo image boy wore a clean, ironed suit and had neatly combed hair; a striking difference to the slob studying past midnight.

A long, white, canine tooth hung over the desk from a cord around the boy�s neck, and he idly gripped it as he scribbled in his notebook, rolling the fang between his fingers as the product of an age-old habit. Stifling a yawn, the boy forced his gaze back on the pages of his textbook, muttering to himself. Cramming late at night was one of his least favorite pastimes, but tomorrow�s grueling test wasn�t going to wait while he found a more convenient time to study.

�The half angle identity of the sine of two theta is� 1 plus cosine? Or was it minus? Hmm�� It was becoming hard to focus. The numbers and diagrams seemed to blur together despite his attempts to stay on task. The boy�s eyes drooped�

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�Suyo��

Drifting� drifting alone� yet it felt so safe� warm�

�Suyo...�

A voice, coming from everywhere and from nowhere.

�Suyo��

A familiar voice, yet one that he had never heard. Or had he? He searched around him, trying to find the source of the indefinite voice.

�What�. What is this? Who� are you?�

�You know� Suyo��

�What? Who�s there?�

�Suyo... remember...�

�Where am I? What is this? Who?�

�Remember� remember, Suyo��

�Remember? What, remember what?�

�Suyo, remember yourself� you�re... you�re going to be late... you�re going to be late for school!�

Suyo woke up with a start to the sound of his grandmother banging on the door.

�Are you awake in there? It�s time to get up, Suyo!�

Suyo raised his groggy head and realized that he had fallen asleep during his studies, which would not bode well for his math test. �I�m awake, I�m awake!� he answered. Still disoriented by his rude awakening, Suyo shuffled over to the window and opened it to get some air. He rubbed at his sleep-laden eyes as he leaned on the windowsill. Gazing outside at the aged Goshinboku, in the dim morning light, he shook his head, trying to shake off the eerie feeling of that strange dream. Although it wasn�t real, it had felt as though he had been talking to a real, live person. A jaw-stretching yawn interrupted his thoughts, bringing him back to the present.

�This will be the fifth test that I�ve bombed,� he muttered, �Obaasan�s gonna kill me. Why did I have to go and doze off again? Damn it!� Suddenly experiencing an intense need to vent some rage, he grabbed the nearest object and threw it out the window with all his might.

-CRASH-

His desk lamp smashed against the side of the Goshinboku a fair distance away, spraying glass and metal debris all over the ground and leaving a sizable dent in the tree.

Suyo blinked. He hadn�t meant to do that. Especially not to the sacred tree. �Shit� I did it again��

Suddenly, a movement in the shadows behind the massive tree caught Suyo�s eye. Something was there. As though realizing that it had been spotted, the shadowy figure quickly jumped away and disappeared into the bushes. It had happened so quickly that Suyo wondered if his still half-asleep brain was playing tricks on him.

A glance at his desk clock quickly scattered any thoughts of shadows and dreams. �What? I�m so late! Damn it all!�

The distressed schoolboy frantically managed to get dressed, grab his books, and run out the door in record time.

�Bye, Obaasan! Itekimasu!� he called out as he protectively tucked the fang necklace inside his uniform shirt.

He quickly dashed out the front door, to come to a screeching halt in front of his grandmother who was blocking the way with a very irate expression on her face.

�Suyo, would you care to explain why the sacred Goshinboku now has a horrible scar, and your furniture is in ruins beside it?�

Suyo froze. Shit� I�m in for it this time� �Well, I was� up late studying� and I wasn�t really thinking straight and��

�No excuses!� his grandmother snapped, with a reprimand fury that would put even Suyo�s earlier tantrum to shame. �This is the third time this month you�ve broken something! And the sacred Goshinboku, the hallmark of our shrine, has been damaged beyond repair! Is there nothing that does not fall prey to that temper of yours?�

Suyo avoided her gaze. �I�m sorry, Obaasan. It was an accident.� Here we go again�

His grandmother sighed and put her hand to her forehead in resignation. �That�s what you say every time, Suyo. You weren�t paying attention, you weren�t thinking clearly, you didn�t mean to do it.�

Well damn, is she keeping a list now?

�But the fact remains, these things continue to happen! Suyo, if you don�t learn to control that temper of yours, you might hurt someone! You know that, don�t you?�

Suyo studied a particular pavestone at his feet, ticking off the seconds in his head until the old familiar lecture would end. �Yes, Obaasan. I know.� I don�t have time for this, I DON�T have time for this�

The old lady walked up and put a hand on her grandson�s shoulder. �Suyo, I want you to be happy, but I don�t want to lose you. Be more careful next time, okay? Now off to school with you, or you�ll be late.�

Suyo nodded apologetically and ran towards the shrine�s steps, turning to wave at his grandmother as she watched him go. �Yes, Obaasan. Itekimasu!� I am so freaking late now�

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�Sorry, I�m in a hurry! Coming through! Out of my way!�

Confused people going about their errands turned to watch the teenage boy charge headlong down the sidewalk, his black school uniform becoming a dark blur as he almost seemed to fly in between strides.

Suyo checked his watch as he ran, the school building now in sight. �Two minutes to go. I can almost make it! I can-�

�Hey, freak!� Four hulking gangsters stood on the sidewalk in front of him, blocking the way. Suyo recognized them from school, although they rarely bothered to attend classes.

Suyo barely managed to screech to a halt before crashing into them. �What do you think you�re doing? School�s starting, we�re going to be late!�

The largest of them, obviously the leader, pointed a long finger at Suyo. �Forget that, freak! I want a rematch for yesterday�s fight! You got lucky, and I�m going to teach you a lesson, here and now!�

Suyo sighed. Damn them, don�t they have anything better to do? Suyo normally wouldn�t pass up such a good opportunity to vent some frustration from this morning, but he hadn�t been studying all night just to miss the math test.

Suyo stood up straight and looked the leader square in the eye. �You�ve caught me in a very bad mood right now. You�ve got three seconds to get out of my way, because I�m going ahead, through you bastards if I have to.�

The other boys laughed. �Big words, freak!� the leader snorted. �You might be freakishly strong for a runt like you, but you�re not going anywhere until we say so!�

One gangster with a scar on his forehead and a baseball bat in his hand stepped up. �Make it easy for yourself and stay still while I beat you into the ground!� He gripped the bat in both hands and swung at Suyo with all his might.

Suyo shrugged. �Feh. Suit yourself.� He charged forward under the baseball bat, ramming the wielder with his shoulder and knocking him over without breaking stride. The other two flunkies lunged at him from either side, but only succeeded in crashing into each other. They landed on top of the first in a confused heap.

The leader, unperterbed by his companions� sudden defeat, collected his resolve and met Suyo�s charge with his own. �Die, freak!� he shouted as he aimed a punch as Suyo�s face. Suyo caught the punch in his own hand, seized the leader�s arm and swung him around in one fluid movement, throwing him fifty feet to land at the school�s gates.

�Idiots,� Suyo muttered as he unceremoniously trampled the leader�s head and cleared the school�s gate just before the bell rang. He adjusted the backpack on his shoulder and dusted himself off before slowly walking towards the school building, doing his best to look inconspicuous among all the other students gathered in front of the school building. As he made his way to the entrance, he kept his gaze forward and avoided making eye contact with anyone, acutely conscious of the stressed, hushed whispers behind him. Those in his path abruptly cut off their conversations and timidly drifted out of his way, doing their best to avoid being more than a nameless face in the crowd to the boy whom everyone feared.

Many of them had seen Suyo deal with the bullies down the street, and word had begun spreading before the fight had even ended; those who did not believe the rumors about the mysterious Higurashi were forced to accept them, others affirmed that they had known all along � that Higurashi Suyo was a dangerous character who was prone to maim and destroy at any given moment.

Suyo was used to the oppressive bubble of isolation that seemed to follow him wherever he went. He had possessed unexplained physical strength for as long as he could remember, but it seemed more like a curse than a blessing. He was usually able to keep his temper under control, but the whole world always seemed to notice whenever his restraint lapsed for a second and some flimsy chair or wobbly doorknob met a grisly end. And that power wasn�t going to disappear any time soon; if the distance he�d cleared on that last impromptu-judo throw was any indication.

So far, he had managed to keep from hurting anyone accidentally, but to the world around him, he was an unpredictable threat better left untested and unperturbed. His overbearing grandmother and uncle were the only ones he had to talk to on a regular basis, but he never talked to them about his problems. Suyo dealt with it all stoically, pretending to be as normal as possible by focusing on his studies and working around the family shrine. But even if he didn�t show it, the isolation wore down on him for every waking moment. Suyo lived a lonely life, known to all but known by none.

As he entered the building, the other students followed behind him to endure another day of the torture known as the public education system.

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�Suyo��

�Mrmmnnk� sin over cosine?�

�Hello, Suyo.�

�Gmbmm� huh? What?�

�Suyo, it�s time.�

�Oh great, not this again�

The voice was back again, clearer than ever. Peace and quiet was a commodity that was hard to come by these days�

�It�s time for you to learn the truth, Suyo,� said the voice.

Well aware that he was dreaming again, Suyo decided that it was time to make his position clear. �Who the hell are you? Look, whoever you are, you�re a dream, a figment of my imagination. Go the fuck away!�

�It�s time for you to discover who you are��

�You�re a voice in my head. You don�t exist. I don�t have to listen to this!�

�Why do you fight it Suyo? Don�t be afraid of what you truly want� �

�Shut up! I don�t need you, or anything! Go away!�

�The choice is yours, Suyo. If you want it��

�I don�t need it!�

�Don�t be afraid��

�I-�

�Don�t be afraid��

The voice seemed to drift away into the endless depths of perception, leaving him all alone again. Left to himself, Suyo pondered what could possibly be wrong with him to cause such weird, not to mention lavishly pronounced, conversations with mysterious voices that visited him in his sleep. Speaking of which, why was he asleep? Wait a minute�

�Higurashi, might I ask what you are doing?�

Suyo sat up with a start to find the teacher standing over him. His math teacher. In the middle of the math test� Oh shit, I did NOT just sleep through my math test.. �I� I was��

�I understand your need for rest, but I think that sleep has a rightful time and place, other than that of my classroom. Don�t you agree?�

Suyo did his best to remain calm under the amused gaze of his classmates and the irritated one of his teacher. �Yes, Takema-sensei. I�m sorry.�

�Sorry won�t cut it this time, Higurashi. Go stand in the hallway. And try not to break the door on your way out, please.�

Suyo stood up and walked out amid the laughter of his classmates. He closed the door behind him, cutting himself off from those people, they whom did not understand him, nor ever cared to. Those who always became silent and preoccupied in his presence, and joking and insulting behind his back. He knew, even when they thought he couldn�t hear them, the things they said about him.

And the fact that he had just slept through his math test didn�t fix things. Everything had been going wrong, lately. Everything!

�First Obaasan, then those bastards, now this. Damn it all!�

-WHAM-

Suyo looked up in surprise at the unexpected baseball-sized hole that now graced the wall, his fist right in the middle of it.

�Shit� again��

He could hear startled, excited voices from inside the classroom, eager to find out what had caused the noise. Eager to find out how he, Suyo the dangerous vandal, had messed up this time. He could see the silhouette of his teacher approaching, through the classroom door�s window. They would find him any second now�

�No�� he muttered softly.

Takema-sensei poked his head out the doorway to discover the newest change to the school�s interior. Knowing who was the most likely cause, he looked up and down the hall, finally spying a running figure turning the corner. A figure with� silver hair�?

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Suyo ran and ran, without giving a thought to where he was going. Not until the school was far out of sight did he slow down, finally stopping in an abandoned alley in a commercial district of the city. He slumped down on the ground, leaning against the alley wall.

�Damn� why did I run away? Now I�ve only made things worse� damn it��

He held up his hands in front of him, studying the strong bones and powerful muscles that made up his hand, the thick knuckles and coiled fingers that made up his fist. The hands that always, ALWAYS got him into trouble, trouble that was forever unwelcome.

�Why can�t I get a hold of myself? What�s wrong with me? Why only ME?!�

The world seemed to grow black and pitiless as his fa�ade wavered and the emotions he kept constantly suppressed began to build up; the sun grew cold and the shadows enveloped him as he sank into despair. For he knew, and had always known, that he could never be normal, no matter how hard he tried to pretend. Even the common respect and companions that normal people had, he did not. And he never would�

Suddenly, a noise at the end of the alleyway snapped him out of his world of self-pity. Someone, a tall person wearing a brown cloak with a large hood concealing its face, was standing there and watching him. Upon realizing that it had been spotted, the figure quickly turned and darted away. Suyo jumped up and ran after the mysterious person without a second thought.

As he raced down the street in pursuit of the cloaked fugitive, passing confused people for the second time that day, Suyo took a moment to examine the situation. Okay, I see some random guy and I take off after him without even knowing why I do it. I�m so messed up today� The sight of the brown cloak flapping backwards in the wind jogged his memory. That cloak, it�s the same one that I saw this morning by the Goshinboku! What the hell?

The figure was quick. It darted around corners and down alleys faster than Suyo believed possible, yet Suyo always managed to keep up. Suyo was very fast in his own right, but he soon became amazed that he was able to keep up at all. His body felt lighter than it usually did, his legs carrying him faster than they ever had before. Or was it that his quarry did not want to escape at all, but purposefully remained in sight? Who is that bastard? Is he following me around? Is he leading me somewhere? Should I keep chasing him? Suyo doubted briefly. But, curiosity quickly overcame caution, and Suyo continued to race after the mysterious figure.

Soon Suyo�s quarry had led them back to the Higurashi Shrine, the place where Suyo first saw the figure behind the tree. Yet, the fugitive did not stop, and ran purposefully into the shed at the back of the shrine, the one housing the old abandoned well. Ha! I�ve got him now! There�s no back door out of there! I�ll catch the bastard and make him tell me who he is! Suyo sprinted up the stairs after him. The cloaked figure was now standing by the dusty well, looking frantically for an escape route, hesitant about what to do next. Seizing his chance, Suyo leapt forward and tackled the mysterious character, knocking him off his feet.

Too late, Suyo realized that his assault had been a bit reckless, for both his quarry and himself were now being carried by Suyo�s leap straight into the well. In a sudden moment of clarity, Suyo wondered why the well wasn�t nailed shut as it had always been�

-WHAM-

The rough impact knocked the wind out of the two unfortunate adversaries as they crashed at the bottom of the well in a tangled heap. Fortunately, Suyo had landed on top, sparing him what could have been a serious injury. His quarry was not so lucky.

The other person was holding his head and muttering, and Suyo caught a glimpse of a face within the hood. Not being one to give up the advantage, Suyo pounced on his dazed foe and shook him, inadvertently knocking his cloaked head against the ground in the process.

�You! Who are you? Why were you following me? Answer me!�

The cloaked figure seemed to have recovered somewhat. �I-I-If you le-e-et me-e-e u-u-up, I ju-u-u-ust might te-e-ell you!� it retorted in a high-pitched voice.

Suyo complied and let him up. The foe stood up, dusted himself off, and removed his hood, revealing a young, healthy face with long brown-orange hair drawn into a ponytail, vivid green eyes, and teeth that appeared to be in dire need of straightening. He cheerfully offered a hand tipped with long, pointed nails.

�Hi, I�m Shippou! Pleased to meet you!�

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Author�s Notes: Well, that�s chapter 1; hope you�re interested enough to continue reading. As this is my first fanfic that has become complete enough to be worthy of posting online, I would appreciate reviews, but I intend to keep writing in any case. Be forewarned that it has taken me an extremely long time to get this far, so any encouragement would go a long way :).

I originally posted this on fanfiction.net, but decided to post it here as well, due to some darker content in later chapters, and the fact that my target audience is probably among older readers anyway. Don't count on any adult content showing up any time soon, however.

I�d like to thank my brother for helping me develop the story from the original idea, and for coming up with the name �Suyo.� Rumiko Takahashi made up the name �Kagome� off the top of her head, so an improvised name seems to be appropriate for the main character of this story. Bits and pieces of later chapters on might actually have been originally written by him.

After much deliberation, I decided to eliminate all uses of Japanese besides names and phrases that cannot be translated. That mostly applies to Suyo�s abundant profanity. Just because I�m writing the fanfic doesn�t mean I have to break the flow of the story by subjecting you to proof that I can speak twenty-odd words in Japanese.

As for the mysterious cloaked figure offering to shake hands, I know that this would be uncommon in Japan, especially from a youkai who spends most his time in the Sengoku Jidai with next to no western contact, but I liked the image of his clawed hand. I plan on making more effort to stay realistic.

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Japanese Dictionary:

Itekimasu � Phrase said upon leaving, literally meaning �I leave and return�

Obaasan � Grandmother
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