InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Darker Shade of Pale ❯ Chapter 4: ( Chapter 4 )
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.14.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 849 | Status: Completed
I own nothing except the title and the plot of this story.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.14.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 849 | Status: Completed
A Darker Shade of Pale
By: RisuBento
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the title and the plot of this story.
Chapter Five:
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By: RisuBento
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the title and the plot of this story.
Chapter Five:
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I wanted to turn away forget that, that question was even asked. I didn't want to talk about Kikyou…I only wanted to stand here, catch up with my friends…and take a nice long ride down stoned up lane; all would happen of course with my trusty reefer between my tanned fingers.
"I don't want to talk about it." I grumbled, turning away and taking a gulp of my second beer.
Miroku was about to protest only to be stopped by Jun's arm. I saw Jun shake his head, from the corner of my eye. Good ol' Jun. He and I go waaaay back. I've actually known him longer than I have Miroku and Miroku's my cousin by marriage.
"Oi! You guys wanna head out to Disconnect?" Naoya suddenly asked, lighting a cigarette.
"Disconnect?" I asked, suddenly feeling like I'd been gone longer than 2 years.
"Oh yeah…you weren't here." Miroku said, sipping his Heineken. "You know the old point up in the bluffs? Out back if you were heading towards Kouga's dad's estate?"
I nodded.
"Well, that cut off's been labeled Disconnect Point. Some guy and his lover were up there doing the 'tumble between the legs' and they somehow rolled off and fell to their deaths." Jun continued for Miroku who started chuckling.
"So…why's it called 'Disconnect' then? I'm confused." I said sipping my drink.
"Well…they didn't exactly…die 'Disconnected'…they were found in the exact same position as they would've been while they were 'at it'." Miroku said snorting.
I grinned and snorted a couple times, the image playing with my mind, before I was in all out barks of laughter.
"They must've been clinging to each pretty tightly---" Naoya suggested, a serious but sarcastic look to his face.
I laughed out again and had to lean against my balcony's railing so I wouldn't fall over. Man…did I miss so much!
"You guys wanna head out? I hear Kouga's havin' a party up there." Jun asked, squishing his cigarette beneath his foot.
I shrugged, as did the other's and we all headed off the balcony and down the rose trellis to the garden patio below.
"I don't want to talk about it." I grumbled, turning away and taking a gulp of my second beer.
Miroku was about to protest only to be stopped by Jun's arm. I saw Jun shake his head, from the corner of my eye. Good ol' Jun. He and I go waaaay back. I've actually known him longer than I have Miroku and Miroku's my cousin by marriage.
"Oi! You guys wanna head out to Disconnect?" Naoya suddenly asked, lighting a cigarette.
"Disconnect?" I asked, suddenly feeling like I'd been gone longer than 2 years.
"Oh yeah…you weren't here." Miroku said, sipping his Heineken. "You know the old point up in the bluffs? Out back if you were heading towards Kouga's dad's estate?"
I nodded.
"Well, that cut off's been labeled Disconnect Point. Some guy and his lover were up there doing the 'tumble between the legs' and they somehow rolled off and fell to their deaths." Jun continued for Miroku who started chuckling.
"So…why's it called 'Disconnect' then? I'm confused." I said sipping my drink.
"Well…they didn't exactly…die 'Disconnected'…they were found in the exact same position as they would've been while they were 'at it'." Miroku said snorting.
I grinned and snorted a couple times, the image playing with my mind, before I was in all out barks of laughter.
"They must've been clinging to each pretty tightly---" Naoya suggested, a serious but sarcastic look to his face.
I laughed out again and had to lean against my balcony's railing so I wouldn't fall over. Man…did I miss so much!
"You guys wanna head out? I hear Kouga's havin' a party up there." Jun asked, squishing his cigarette beneath his foot.
I shrugged, as did the other's and we all headed off the balcony and down the rose trellis to the garden patio below.
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As I was driving, I couldn't help but gaze around at the sights around me. Everything still seemed so bright as they did when I left. Tokyo was the same…home wasn't.
I could tell that my mother was definitely a changed woman. She didn't even tend to her own garden…now would that tell you something about a crazed and garden fanatic? My mother was a wonderful woman who was always smiles, with a cheerful laugh…
Now…her laughter was forced and her smiles were strained. She was literally forcing herself to smile, even to her own son.
I shook my head and stopped at a red light.
"Oi? Did you fuck anybody while in the states?" Naoya asked from the back, lighting a fag.
I quirked an eyebrow before glaring into the rearview mirror at him. "And why the fuck would I even tell you about that?"
"Nah…don't worry about it Nao… Our little Inuyasha here's a virgin." Miroku grinned.
I immediately snarled and socked my cousin right in the arm.
"Ow! Fuck! What the hell Inuyasha?" Miroku whined, desperately clutching his wounded appendage.
"Keep your mouth shut, you ass!" I snarled, stepping onto the gas harder than before.
"Wait----! You're a virgin?" Naoya gasped, before turning red in the face and bursting out laughing.
"I'd shut up if I were you Nao… After all… Inuyasha IS the one driving here." Jun said calmly, inhaling gracefully on his cigarette.
I closed my eyes for a second, trying to drain out all the noises around me----more specifically Naoya laughing his ass off. So…I guess it's true. I've never screwed anyone before. What's the point? It's just a nuisance having to work up a sweat like that. Me? I like working up a sweat skateboarding. That's about it. Besides…I've always found it strange to think about the fact that someone else would be…touching me…down "there". It just weirds me out, that's all.
"Hey Inuyasha?" Came Miroku's strained voice next to me.
"What?" I growled, clutching the steering wheel so tightly that my hands were turning white.
"You just missed the turn to Kouga's." He said feebly.
I growled and slammed on the brakes. "I'm not in the mood to go to that bastards place. Let's do something else." I said.
The guys were all quiet. Good. They knew better than to speak up when I'm pissed off. I stepped on the gas again and squealed in place for a moment before launching forwards and taking off down a different street. I didn't know where I was headed. I just wanted to get the hell away from it all and be by myself…but of course…I have the guys with me. Damn.
"What do you have in mind, Inuyasha?" Jun asked, tossing his finished cigarette from the Jeep. I shrugged and continued driving for a while. I just turned whichever way I felt I wanted to go. It was a while before I finally realized where we were.
"Hey. I haven't been to the old skatepark in ages. Great idea, Yash." Naoya said, lifting himself from the Jeep.
"Looks like there's a party happening here." Miroku sighed, retying his small ponytail.
"Whatever." I mumbled, wandering over to the run-down and abandoned skatepark. This was the place that had intrigued me to become a professional skateboarder. This was where I was given his first chance to prove myself---to BE myself. Whenever I came here, I didn't have to worry about what people would say about my being a half-demon. I didn't get bothered by anyone else present. I'd actually met a few of my long-time friends here. There were good memories here…and then there were bad. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine the way it used to look before I'd left. It was bright and sunny, swarming with people, not too many, just enough to call it a well-used skatepark. Opening my eyes again, I frowned at the rotted wood up of the jumps and the garbage strewn all over the place. It looked like something you'd see in one of those American Wild West movies---Ghost Towns? Except this ghost town was disgustingly alive with people shouting, cheering, laughing, dancing, not to mention over the top booming music, and a few stoned or drunk couples lounging around everywhere.
"Come on Inuyasha! Don't be a party pooper!" Miroku called over his shoulder, while jogging along side of Naoya. I shook my head and sighed. A hand clapped onto my shoulder, jolting me away from my thoughts.
"Something wrong my friend?" Jun asked, lighting up a new cigarette. I shrugged.
"No." I was lying between my teeth.
Jun chuckled and exhaled a long stream of smoke. "I've known you for a very long time my friend. I can tell when you're lying and when you're ready to burst out crying. You tell me what's wrong within time, but I won't pressure you into anything." He sighed, clapping me on the shoulder. "It's great to have you back."
I watched him walked away from me, toward the large crowd of drunken people. Was it good to be home? I didn't know what it felt like to be home any longer. That vibe wasn't there any longer. The vibe that burned lavishly within my gut. The vibe that meant 'home'. I shook my head and pocketed my hands. Well, here goes nothing.
I could tell that my mother was definitely a changed woman. She didn't even tend to her own garden…now would that tell you something about a crazed and garden fanatic? My mother was a wonderful woman who was always smiles, with a cheerful laugh…
Now…her laughter was forced and her smiles were strained. She was literally forcing herself to smile, even to her own son.
I shook my head and stopped at a red light.
"Oi? Did you fuck anybody while in the states?" Naoya asked from the back, lighting a fag.
I quirked an eyebrow before glaring into the rearview mirror at him. "And why the fuck would I even tell you about that?"
"Nah…don't worry about it Nao… Our little Inuyasha here's a virgin." Miroku grinned.
I immediately snarled and socked my cousin right in the arm.
"Ow! Fuck! What the hell Inuyasha?" Miroku whined, desperately clutching his wounded appendage.
"Keep your mouth shut, you ass!" I snarled, stepping onto the gas harder than before.
"Wait----! You're a virgin?" Naoya gasped, before turning red in the face and bursting out laughing.
"I'd shut up if I were you Nao… After all… Inuyasha IS the one driving here." Jun said calmly, inhaling gracefully on his cigarette.
I closed my eyes for a second, trying to drain out all the noises around me----more specifically Naoya laughing his ass off. So…I guess it's true. I've never screwed anyone before. What's the point? It's just a nuisance having to work up a sweat like that. Me? I like working up a sweat skateboarding. That's about it. Besides…I've always found it strange to think about the fact that someone else would be…touching me…down "there". It just weirds me out, that's all.
"Hey Inuyasha?" Came Miroku's strained voice next to me.
"What?" I growled, clutching the steering wheel so tightly that my hands were turning white.
"You just missed the turn to Kouga's." He said feebly.
I growled and slammed on the brakes. "I'm not in the mood to go to that bastards place. Let's do something else." I said.
The guys were all quiet. Good. They knew better than to speak up when I'm pissed off. I stepped on the gas again and squealed in place for a moment before launching forwards and taking off down a different street. I didn't know where I was headed. I just wanted to get the hell away from it all and be by myself…but of course…I have the guys with me. Damn.
"What do you have in mind, Inuyasha?" Jun asked, tossing his finished cigarette from the Jeep. I shrugged and continued driving for a while. I just turned whichever way I felt I wanted to go. It was a while before I finally realized where we were.
"Hey. I haven't been to the old skatepark in ages. Great idea, Yash." Naoya said, lifting himself from the Jeep.
"Looks like there's a party happening here." Miroku sighed, retying his small ponytail.
"Whatever." I mumbled, wandering over to the run-down and abandoned skatepark. This was the place that had intrigued me to become a professional skateboarder. This was where I was given his first chance to prove myself---to BE myself. Whenever I came here, I didn't have to worry about what people would say about my being a half-demon. I didn't get bothered by anyone else present. I'd actually met a few of my long-time friends here. There were good memories here…and then there were bad. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine the way it used to look before I'd left. It was bright and sunny, swarming with people, not too many, just enough to call it a well-used skatepark. Opening my eyes again, I frowned at the rotted wood up of the jumps and the garbage strewn all over the place. It looked like something you'd see in one of those American Wild West movies---Ghost Towns? Except this ghost town was disgustingly alive with people shouting, cheering, laughing, dancing, not to mention over the top booming music, and a few stoned or drunk couples lounging around everywhere.
"Come on Inuyasha! Don't be a party pooper!" Miroku called over his shoulder, while jogging along side of Naoya. I shook my head and sighed. A hand clapped onto my shoulder, jolting me away from my thoughts.
"Something wrong my friend?" Jun asked, lighting up a new cigarette. I shrugged.
"No." I was lying between my teeth.
Jun chuckled and exhaled a long stream of smoke. "I've known you for a very long time my friend. I can tell when you're lying and when you're ready to burst out crying. You tell me what's wrong within time, but I won't pressure you into anything." He sighed, clapping me on the shoulder. "It's great to have you back."
I watched him walked away from me, toward the large crowd of drunken people. Was it good to be home? I didn't know what it felt like to be home any longer. That vibe wasn't there any longer. The vibe that burned lavishly within my gut. The vibe that meant 'home'. I shook my head and pocketed my hands. Well, here goes nothing.
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About an hour later, I found myself walking down the beach, just down the way from the skatepark. I was so sick of the same old people---people who wanted to get laid, people drunk and stoned out of their minds---people who lied like animals to impress the unimpressed. People were almost the same way in America. Dammit…there I go thinking about the past again. Enough!
I growled and snarled when I stubbed my toe into something lodged within the sand. Looking down, I found myself staring down at a peculiar shaped rock. It looked like…a donut. How strange. That's definitely a shape of rock you 'never' set eyes on. Shrugging it off and grumbling my way further along the beach I was just coming upon the parking lot when I heard a shriek----well what sounded like a muffled shriek.
Probably someone getting "it". Sickos. I mean…if you're going to do the tumble between the legs…DO IT SOME PLACE PRIVATE! NOT ON THE BEACH MORONS!
---sigh--- My ears were tweaking and twitching all over the place and let me tell you…I was "THIS" close to ripping them off! I could feel the sudden urge in blood…the burn for nicotine and I absentmindedly reached into my pocket and drew out my lighter and my almost empty pack of fags.
"Excuse me?"
I paused in lighting my cigarette and looked up in front of me. This…chick was standing there…looking at me all weird.
"What?" I mentally smacked myself for sounding so stupid.
"I'm sorry to bother you but do you happen to have a cell phone on you?" The girl asked, the moonlight reflecting deliciously off of her pearly white teeth.
I quirked an eyebrow and continued lighting my cigarette, before reaching into my pocket. My prized possession---besides my collection of skateboards---was my silver T-Mobile flip phone. I tell ya…I wouldn't where I was at the moment if it wasn't for that phone.
"Make it quick." I grunted, not really worried about how much time she used---I just wanted to be the hell alone.
"Thank you so much." She smiled again, taking the small folded phone into her nimble fingers. Our fingers brushed up against each others and I flinched. What a weird feeling. Almost as if…I was smoke-free. BAH! As if!
I waited for her to dial the number and call. Looking at her, I decided that----for a human---- she wasn't all that bad to look at. She was wearing what looking like a pair of short denim shorts, a small t-shirt and was currently barefoot. Nice…legs…
"Thank you." I was ripped from my thoughts by her voice and I instantly felt like an idiot for being caught staring at her. I grunted and took the offered phone back; slipping it into my pocket. I inhaled on my forgotten cigarette and turned away.
"Hey wait!" Came her voice and I forced myself to NOT snarl.
"What?" I asked.
"What's your name?" She asked. I quirked an eyebrow at her, even though I knew she couldn't see in the dark. Why the hell should I tell her? She's probably spying on me for some tabloid in the newspaper or something.
What could it hurt, stupid?>
Damn...there's that stupid voice again.
"Inuyasha." I blurted.
She smiled. "Nice to meet you Inuyasha. I'm Kagome."
I growled and snarled when I stubbed my toe into something lodged within the sand. Looking down, I found myself staring down at a peculiar shaped rock. It looked like…a donut. How strange. That's definitely a shape of rock you 'never' set eyes on. Shrugging it off and grumbling my way further along the beach I was just coming upon the parking lot when I heard a shriek----well what sounded like a muffled shriek.
Probably someone getting "it". Sickos. I mean…if you're going to do the tumble between the legs…DO IT SOME PLACE PRIVATE! NOT ON THE BEACH MORONS!
---sigh--- My ears were tweaking and twitching all over the place and let me tell you…I was "THIS" close to ripping them off! I could feel the sudden urge in blood…the burn for nicotine and I absentmindedly reached into my pocket and drew out my lighter and my almost empty pack of fags.
"Excuse me?"
I paused in lighting my cigarette and looked up in front of me. This…chick was standing there…looking at me all weird.
"What?" I mentally smacked myself for sounding so stupid.
"I'm sorry to bother you but do you happen to have a cell phone on you?" The girl asked, the moonlight reflecting deliciously off of her pearly white teeth.
I quirked an eyebrow and continued lighting my cigarette, before reaching into my pocket. My prized possession---besides my collection of skateboards---was my silver T-Mobile flip phone. I tell ya…I wouldn't where I was at the moment if it wasn't for that phone.
"Make it quick." I grunted, not really worried about how much time she used---I just wanted to be the hell alone.
"Thank you so much." She smiled again, taking the small folded phone into her nimble fingers. Our fingers brushed up against each others and I flinched. What a weird feeling. Almost as if…I was smoke-free. BAH! As if!
I waited for her to dial the number and call. Looking at her, I decided that----for a human---- she wasn't all that bad to look at. She was wearing what looking like a pair of short denim shorts, a small t-shirt and was currently barefoot. Nice…legs…
"Thank you." I was ripped from my thoughts by her voice and I instantly felt like an idiot for being caught staring at her. I grunted and took the offered phone back; slipping it into my pocket. I inhaled on my forgotten cigarette and turned away.
"Hey wait!" Came her voice and I forced myself to NOT snarl.
"What?" I asked.
"What's your name?" She asked. I quirked an eyebrow at her, even though I knew she couldn't see in the dark. Why the hell should I tell her? She's probably spying on me for some tabloid in the newspaper or something.
What could it hurt, stupid?>
Damn...there's that stupid voice again.
"Inuyasha." I blurted.
She smiled. "Nice to meet you Inuyasha. I'm Kagome."
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