InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Darker Shade of Pale ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

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A/N: Howdy y'all! (That is SOOO not my MinneSOtan accent!) Anyhoo! I think I'm going to stick with this one for a while. I deleted all of my other stories so now I can start fresh as a daisy! Erm...whatever. Just read it! I'm allowing flames because I don't see the point in saying “OH! Please don't flame me! I'm a weak little puss that isn't able to handle the terrible things people will say to me! i'll never be able to continue writing if someone doesn't like my fic!” Cough...clears throat... anyways. So yeah. Now that I've wasted approximately 20 seconds of your life, read DAMMIT! READ!

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Darker Shade of Pale

 

By inu-hoshi29 (lady le fay is my screen name on mediaminer.org so i didn't steal or anything).

 

 

Prologue

 

Ah…the grand city of Tokyo. Everything was so peaceful. Even the city; the bustling people, noisy undergrounds, cars whizzing pass—it all gave off a feeling of tranquility. It made someone feel at home even if they'd probably never been to Tokyo before.

 

At night everything was lit up with bright fluorescent lights of every colour; beckoning everyone—like a moth to a flame. That's how it was for me.

 

Ever since I'd left my home to study abroad for 2 years in California, in America, I'd long for the day when I was to return home. I've noticed with, not only myself, but in others as well, that where ever you go whether it's to a different neighboring city or halfway across the world, you'll always long for your home. For me, it was almost like a lust. I needed it. I needed to be home, breathing my home air; looking at the bright city lights of the night life.

 

Growing up here in Tokyo was full of a majority of good and bad memories, but the one that I'll always remember would have to be when my mum and dad actually paid attention to me and took me to a skate park, where I got to sign up for skate boarding lessons. I was about 7 years old. They then took me to a large game arcade where I got to play whatever game I wanted. What I really enjoyed about that day, was that I actually saw my mother and father laughing until they had tears rolling down their cheeks, as they played some of the games.

 

It was nice seeing them act so young again. After that day however, mum and dad had begun to go on long business trips. Sometimes, I'd wake up and find that they'd gone on a 2-month business trip in France and neither had even bothered to tell me. This continued to go on for about 5 more years until I practically lived by myself, except for Kaede, the housekeeper. She was literally the only person I looked up to as parent at that time.

 

Every now and then, my older half brother, Sesshoumaru, would come by and make sure I wasn't dead or anything. I can tell he truly and deeply cares…(cough-sarcasm-hack). When I was younger, Sess and I would actually get along pretty well. He was the only person I had, seeing as mum and dad were gone. But now, he's gone off on his own. He's president of a branch of dad's company and he's too busy to do anything anymore.

 

I guess that's what you call earning a living. Not that I call sitting in a stuffy office all day reading boring as hell documents, going to meetings, and making phone calls, earning a living. Keh.

 

Now, there's nothing to do but get stoned, pissed assed drunk, or shoot up your arm. I guess Tokyo isn't really what I can call home anymore seeing as how my own home is messed up.

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