InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ As Fate Would Have It ❯ Chapter 1: A Fresh Start ( Chapter 1 )

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As Fate Would Have It

 

Chapter 1: A Fresh Start

 

The door opened to the small apartment room. A gorgeous raven-haired girl, whose wavy curls hit the small of her back, bounced into the room. The girl wore a black skirt that hit just below her knees. With it she wore a designer long sleeved white peasant top that lay off her sun kissed shoulders. To top it off, she carried an oversized yellow suitcase that was slumped across her left shoulder.

 

“Phew, now that was a lot heavier than I thought” She murmured to herself. She traced her hands against the wall in the dark apartment. She fumbled for a light switch of some sort. With no luck she ventured further into the dark apartment, catching her foot against the corner of a shelf, sending her hurdling straight to the floor with a painful thud.

 

“Ouch” she squeaked rubbing her now bruised ankle. She reached up to the wall once again succeeding in finding the switch this time. She stood up getting a good look at the room. Sure it wasn't exactly the most luxurious thing in the world but at the time it was all she could afford. The room reminded her more of a closet. It consisted of a small beat up red futon in the corner. On the apposing side was a rusty looking sink, mini fridge, and what she guessed to be a stove. Next to the “kitchen” was a door, most likely leading to the bathroom. The walls were a brownish rust color peeling from apparent water leaks.

 

`Oh well, I'm beat, maybe a nap or something would make me feel a bit better' she thought. She stretched walking over to the futon and plopped down on it sending dust everywhere. She coughed a little then erupted into a fit of giggles. She leaned back into the springy futon covering her sparkling eyes.

 

“Figures.” She mumbled. So it was a hellhole, but she was free, on her own, and best of all she was away from “him”.

 

She gently grazed her hand on her stomach. There was still a dull pain from the horrible bruise that was left there. But it was over.

 

Over.

 

Sure she felt guilty just upping and leaving. She left everything. She left her only home, grandfather and his shrine. She had even had left her other best friend. But, if she hadn't, if she had stayed. She shuddered at what could have happened to her.

 

She was knocked out of her thought by the sound of her cell phone.

 

She glanced at the annoyed sound coming from her purse. The exhausted girl groaned getting up and walking over to the purse. She fished around her purse knocking out and old photo. She finally found her red flamed colored cell phone lighting up.

 

“Hello.” She muttered into the phone. “KAGOME!!” came the excited voice on the other end of the phone.

 

Kagome giggled, “Hey Sango.” She bent down picking up the fallen photo. It was a picture of a younger her with two other girls. All girls wore school uniforms and were eating ice cream in an ice cream parlor.

 

“When did you get in?” an overly joyed Sango asked.

 

“Well the bus dropped me off in Tokyo. Then came the task of actually finding my apartment complex. So I rented a cab, who of course new where I was going, and well now I'm at my humble abode.” Her voice dripping with distinct sarcasm upon finishing her long drawn out story. She surveyed her new “home” once again hearing her friend make a big deal over the phone.

 

“And what you just weren't gonna call me, geeezzz Kagome and here I thought you were suppose to be my best friend.” Sango giggled.

 

“Hey give me a break, first a crumby old bus and a new city then a thirty-minute cab ride I'm exhausted.” Kagome whined. “Besides I'm most likely going to spend all day tomorrow looking for a job so I need my beauty rest.” She finished plopping down on the futon erupting dust once more. She coughed again.

 

“Kagome?” Sango questioned.

 

“Sorry just allergies.” She fibbed slightly.

 

“Hey, maybe you could work- she began and finished with uncertainty -um, with me.” She got real silent giving no more information about the job or idea.

 

“Really that would be so cool just like old times huh Sango.” Kagome exclaimed sitting up on her dusty bed with a gleam of hope in her chocolate brown eyes.

 

“Yeah, old times.” Sango said almost sounding guilty. Silenced past over the phones for a minute or so. “So hey, Sango what exactly do you do anyways.”

 

“Well I work at a bar. Sure you put up with a few drunken guys hitting on you but at the end of the day it majorly pays off. Besides if things get too out of hand the err, boss doesn't mind stirring up a little trouble.” She finished with that uncertainty coming back in her voice again.

 

“Wait hold the phone Sango I'm just now out of high school i'm only eighteen and your only a year older than I' am. How am I supposed to get a job at a bar anyways. Wait a second how do you even have a job at a bar. We can't even drink?” Kagome asked a little confused. She began twirling a few strands of her silken obsidian hair around her fingers.

 

Sango giggled, “Oh come on that never stopped us before. Or well me anyways since little miss goody goody never drank.” She teased.

 

Kagome mumbled to herself, “Hey wait a second Sango someone had to watch over you.” She relaxed a little bit at the playfulness back in Sango's voice.

 

“Right” Sango teased again, “We'll anyway its kind of a club more than a bar so no worries right? I'll just pick you up at you apartment and you can work tonights shift with me. You can see er, what you think.”

 

Kagome laid down to stretch out on her bed and yawned, “Aww, tonight? But I'm sooooo tired.” She thought a second; well what could she lose right? It was a chance for something new. “Okay I'll take a quick nap. What time do you want to meet me here?”

 

“I'll be there at nine. I should probably bring some hot clothes. Who knows what's in that virgin closet of yours. Besides a dress up would be just all the more fun right? Sango squealed.

 

“Oh, wow thanks a whole lot Sango.” Kagome was the one to giggle this time despite the slight insult. “Yeah just like old times I'll see you then bye.”

 

“Buh-Bye.”

 

Click.

 

Kagome got as comfortable as possible on the beat up bed thinking to herself. `Did I make the right decision. Should I have come here? I left everything and I can't get Sango into trouble. Nah, that's Sango department. I wonder what kind of mischief she got me into this time' it didn't take her long before she drifted off to sleep.

 

 

 

Sango hung up the phone with a long sigh. She knew Kagome was in some sort of trouble. She was running away from something. She couldn't shake the horrible feeling she got when Kagome had called her panicked saying she was moving to Tokyo. Kagome were running away from. She was utterly pissed she couldn't save her from the torment like she should have. She needed to keep and eye on her and find out what was going on, but when she finds out---.

 

*SLAP*

 

A wandering lecherous hand however interrupted her thoughts.

 

“Just what are you doing in my room you leech.” She screamed spitting fire while leering at the handsome young man now sprawled out on the floor. He wore a deep purple dress shirt leaving the top two buttons undone; it was made of the finest silk. Matching it was black dress slacks. His hair was neatly slicked back into a small ponytail.

 

The handsome pervert rubbed his hand printed cheek while standing up. “Our royal highness Inuyasha requests an audience with you and I.” She glared at him still wandering what that has to do with his wandering hands. As If reading her thoughts the man smiled “Well you see you were so deep in thought I could not seem to seize your attention so I resorted to more drastic measures.”

 

“Ugh, Miroku you are unbelievable.” She stomped quickly for the door only to have him in front of her with the utmost speed. “Move” she stated stoically and moved past him closer to the door in hopes of putting distance between them before she killed him. A strong hand grasped her wrist spinning her around to look at a very serious Miroku.

 

“Listen I understand that you care about that girl but when Inuyasha finds out you just gave away a position without his approval and without proper initiation cousin or not I don't know what I'll be able to do to help you.” He whispered holding her closer to his body sending a shiver down her back.

 

She sighed and returned his embrace burying her head into his shoulder. “Maybe, But Miroku something is wrong with her. What else can I do? I'm worried. If he knew her position and the trouble she's in he may reconsider.” She complied.

 

“She does not belong in this kind of world Sango. I mean you still have not even told her of your---

 

“You don't even know her Miroku. The last year or so I just I…” she trailed off with nothing to say. “I understand you want to protect her Sango…” He whispered before he gently brushed his lips against her. “But, you have a knack for getting yourself in over your head” he whispered then claimed her lips in a more demanding kiss slowly before slipping his tongue into her mouth Inuyasha yelled. He broke the kiss to let out a growl.

 

“Come on let us go break the news to all high and mighty.” Miroku whispered with a smirk then shrugged walking out of the room.

 

Sango's face lit up with a bright smile when he said `we'. She followed suit right behind him out the room

 

 

 

 

Inuyasha waited in his office going through some important documents. Looked like there was going to be some trouble in the future. That scum Naraku had picked a fight a rather strong Southern gang and mutilated them viciously easily, that's all the bastard needed was more power to control who ever and get exactly what he wanted.

 

Inuyasha would stay strong. He'd rather go down fighting prideful to the bitter end. Sesshomaru his calm collective brother had held down the east block pretty well. Sesshomaru had plenty of power and dominance over his gang. Inuyasha would know since he learned everything he knew from being in his brothers gang before. Sesshomaru was cold and rough with Inuyasha, mainly due to the fact that Inuyasha had human blood pumping through his veins. Oddly despite that after their father had died along with Inuyasha's mother, Sesshomaru took him in at the age of twelve. He'd been in the business ever since. Nine years. In that time you learn of few tricks of the trade. Although he hated to admit it despite their bitter sibling rivalry, together they surely could beat Naraku taking everything money and power.

 

Total power.

 

More money in the business wouldn't bother him although he had plenty. No, this was not about money. It was about the dominance the power. That's all he ever really knew. To be respected to get what you want you have to have power. At least that was how it had always worked for his father the short time that he had known him.

 

But if anything he wanted revenge.

 

Inuyasha shifted in his chair becoming more impatient. And patience was never one of his strong traits. He pushed the button to the intercom, “Miroku, Sango get your asses up here what's taken so fucking long?”

 

Yeah they were his friends probably his only friends but for the sake of being the clubs leader he had to be strong and strict. That meant no exception. That's one thing he knew. He needed to be cautious of getting emotionally attached. It only made him weak, and as he had experienced in the past it left him heartbroken.

 

A knock was heard from the door. Miroku and Sango slowly made their way in. Inuyasha's office was spacious, only the best for a Taisho. The room was painted a smoky black with three leather couches. Two stood in the room's corner and one in the center. It all together made a semi circle except for the small marbled coffee tables that were in between them. A good distance from his charcoal couches stood his cherry wood desk that was fit for a king. To the right of the desk was a large door.

 

“It's about time! What took yea so long!” He growled.

 

`Great he's in one of those moods' Sango thought sheepishly. She walked over to the far left leather couch and plopped down with uneasiness attempting to get comfortable.

 

“What I prithe do you wish of us?” Miroku asked sitting next to Sango.

 

Inuyasha scowled at Miroku. Sometimes he wondered if he was so formal just to annoy him. He placed his feet up on his desk leaning back in his chair. “I got word that Naraku is moving in. We need to tighten security about the club. No more just going out either. I want to know where everyone in this gang is twenty-four seven.” He scoffed.

 

“Ah, I heard he desecrated a rather power driven gang. Apparently the two had ties, but somehow they crossed Naraku. The results…” Miroku trailed of not intending on finishing.

 

“Feh he's opening some club on 56th street.” Inuyasha growled.

 

“I see, that is only eleven blocks from us.” Miroku summed up.

 

“My point exactly leech.” Inuyasha took a deep breath trying to let his anger get the better of him for once. “ He's got some weapon. It has to be pretty damn efficient to have him all confident. Unless he's just a dumb fuck who's moving to a club eleven blocks from us and fourteen blocks from Sess. That puts him in the middle of two prominent gangs that would both like to kick his ass.”

 

“I would not take Naraku as a dumb fuck cousin. So, what action would you like us to take?” Miroku questioned.

Inuyasha growled with irritation. “ gather up everyone in the club we need a metting.”

 

Miroku nodded making his way towards the door then hesitated slightly. “ Actually, dear cousin of mine Sango and I here had some rather delicate issues that we would like to discuss with you.” Miroku spoke never wavering at Inuyasha foul mood.

 

“What shit have you two gotten yourself into this time?” Inuyasha irritably shouted. He slid his feet off the desk giving the said demon a death glare.

 

“Why dear cousin why would you - “When you start that dear cousin crap Miroku it's usually you reminding me of us being related because you got yourself in deep shit.” Inuyasha spoke roughly cutting Miroku off

 

Miroku gulped Inuyasha was indeed in one of those moods, “Well,” he began not knowing what to say or how to start.

 

“Its all my fault” Sango muttered feeling guilty for letting Miroku take the wrap for her. “You see I have this friend, best friend that I have known since childhood. We're extremely close I love her like a sister.” She stumbled standing from the couch to be directly in front of his desk.

 

“Out with it Sango.” Inuyasha shouted even more impatient than before.

 

She stepped back a little, “We'll she's in a bind and kind of sorta needs help. I'm extremely worried about her. I really think she's in bad trouble this time. So I um, well kind of sort of well asked her to work the bar shift with me. So she could maybe have a job here.” She finished in inhuman speed. Unfortunate for her Inuyasha could pick up everything down to the last whisper.

 

“YOU DID WHAT??” Inuyasha screamed slamming his hands against his expensive desk.

 

Sango stood with her eyes glued to the floor “Look at me Sango” Inuyasha demanded. She couldn't find it in herself to move. Standing from his chair quickly Inuyasha made his way over to Sango but not before Miroku steeped protectively in front of her.

 

Inuyasha grabbed hold of Miroku's collar, “move Miroku.” Inuyasha growled low and dangerously.

 

Miroku never budged and brought his hands around Inuyasha's wrist that still had his collar in a death grip. “Sang is really worried about her Yash. Sango never asks you for anything. She's one of your only close friends and has been one hell of a member in this gang. So why not just give her friend a job, then Sango will not be the only one working the bar. Think about it Inuyasha the business will be rolling even better with some extra help.” Miroku attempted to reason.

 

“She is not part of this gang Miroku, I can't and won't take a chance of information leaking or take responsibility for some girl who's having problems.” He tightened his grip on his cousins' collar even more lifting him off the ground slightly.

 

“She'll never have to know Inuyasha. Just try it for a week I will take all responsibility for any problems that could possibly occur.” Miroku couldn't keep his grip any longer as he reassured him it could work out. “She's her best friend not some high advanced assassin spy.

 

Inuyasha's grip loosened dropping Miroku to the ground taking a deep breath he turned back to his desk and leaned against it. “Five days. That is it. By then I will have expect th two of you to find her another job. If anything should happen that's it she is gone and will just have to fend for herself.” Inuyasha pushed off the desk and returned to his leather seat. “And if ever again either of you two pull authority over me like this again your out. And you fully know what apposing gangs will do to you if they found you.” He finished never looking at either one of them again.

 

Sango and Miroku turned silently and walked out the door.

 

Inuyasha had a horrible gut feeling something was going to happen. His demon instincts never failed. With all the problems and things that could happen. What had he gotten himself into…

 

Author note: hey everyone yay!! I'm not dead. I'm so sorry everyone that my updates have been sooooo bad. I really know where I want this story to go but I thought I'd fix up the remaining chapters before I began the new ones. It shouldn't take me that long im sure. Not to give a sob story but school has been ridiculous and ive had friend problems along with guy problems. Haha major stress. Im embarrassed to say that ive been seeing a counselor. But um who knows. Right now I really think I'll keep writing my heart out. Everyones encouragement has really been helping me thank you all soo much. If any questions or ideas or things I need to fix please o please let me know buh-bye everyone

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