InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bittersweet Confessions ❯ Scars ( Chapter 6 )

Bittersweet Confessions

 

by RisuBento

 

Chapter 6: Scars

 

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"Inuyasha? You need a job."

 

I dropped the freshly baked loaf of bread I was filching from the kitchens and stopped in my steps.

 

"WHA---!?" I said, after attempting numerous times to swallow the chunk of bread in my mouth.

 

"A job. Either that or you go to school." Dad said, looking at me like he was top dog or something…well he is…

 

"Why?!" I said incredulously.

 

"Why? Because you need your education. And you need to learn business if you're going to inherit a branch of my company when I die." He said nonchalantly, crossing his arms.

 

'B-BUISNESS!? WHAT THE CRAP!?'

 

"WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! Back up! I ain't doing anything like "business"! It's a fuckin' waste of time!" I sputtered.

 

"Inuyasha…if you wish to continue living here, being apart of this family, and stay in my will…you WILL do as you're told." He threatened.

 

I growled. 'Who the fuck does he think he is!?'

 

"I AIN'T going to get a job and I AIN'T going to go to some snobby stuck-up rich kids college!" I yelled, stomping up the stairs.

 

Touga stayed at the bottom of the steps and watched his son stubbornly walk away. Sighing…he was about to leave before something delicious wafted to his nose. Looking down at the steps, he smirked and grabbed the abandoned loaf of still warm bread. Shrugging, he took a bite out of it and was immediately bombarded by the chef.

 

"AHA! So you are zeh culprit!" He yelled, shaking a rolling pin in Touga's face.

 

"No actually it was Inuyasha…" He pathetically defended, almost whimpering when the chef ripped the bread from his fingers.

 

"Blaming zis on zeh young master ees not very mature, monsieur!" He yelled, before stomping back into the kitchen.

 

Touga stood still for a moment before turning and walking slowly to his office.

 

"Damn…SO close…"

 

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"Fuckin' bastard…thinks I need a job…and I don't need to go to some fuckin' building that'll rot my brains away…" I grumbled, slamming my bedroom door closed.

 

I wasn't entirely sure what I was thinking about…Mom always wanted me to get a good education…finish high school…go to college…maybe get married. She always wanted me to find a bitch older than me so they could take care of me. HA! As if I'll let some old wench boss me around!

 

Just as I flopped onto my, rather comfortable bed, my cell phone rang. Pulling it out and flipping it open I grimaced.

 

'Does he 'HAVE' to be calling right now?' I scowled before answering.

 

"Inuyasha, here." I said, stifling a yawn behind my hand.

 

"HEY! YOU'RE BACK!" Came the excited yell. I yelped and yanked the phone away from my ear.

 

"OI! STOP WITH THE FUCKIN' YELLING, BAKAYAROU!" I yelled back.

 

"Yeesh…so when did you get back?"

 

'Dammit…and here I thought you were my best bud…'

 

"Uh…about 4 fucking months ago…WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN MIROKU?!" I snarled into the phone.

 

"4 months eh…? Well…" Miroku paused and laughed nervously. "…glad to hear your voice once again!"

 

'He never fucking change…'

 

"What the hell are you calling for?" I asked, lighting a cigarette, and inhaling deeply; relishing at the smoky utopia invading my lungs.

 

"Oh…yeah! Did you know that I love candy?" Miroku asked.

 

I suddenly became alert. Miroku had mentioned one of our code phrases… inhaling once again on my fag I spoke with smoke seeping from my lips.

 

"Is it true? Is "HE" really still alive?" I asked, lowering my voice in case of a random vassal walking by and hearing in on the conversation.

 

"Yes. Meet me by the usual spot at noon. Don't be late." Miroku said, before hanging up.

 

I flipped my phone shut before snuffing out my fag on the heel of my skater shoes. I didn't know what to think at the time. I could feel the adrenaline kick in…by blood begin to heat up. 'Why the hell is he still alive!? I thought he died when the Cage was ambushed by those fucking undercover policemen…what the hell is going on!?'

 

I swiftly darted from my room and was zooming down the grand staircase when my father, 'AGAIN', stopped me at the bottom.

 

"Inuyasha…maybe I wasn't being reasonable earlier. How about we----" He started. I didn't really give a rat's burnt-covered-in-whipped-cream ass about what he was going to say. So I spoke without thinking.

 

"All right fine! Whatever you want! Look! I gotta fly! Catch ya later old man!" I yelled, running out the front doors.

 

I wouldn't even realize what an idiot I was for not thinking before speaking, until I got home later that night.

 

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It was when I turned the corner where the usual meeting "spot" was located, did I suddenly gasp at the pain of my flesh at the base of my back.

 

I stopped in my tracks and began to tremble in rage, or pain…or fear----I didn't know----it just fuckin' HURT! 'So he IS still alive….Damn that bastard to hell!'

 

Without glancing around at the other pedestrians walking past me, I reached behind and gently touched the raised scars on my flesh. I winced at the raw, tender flesh. 'He's calling for me…probably for all of us.'

 

I looked up and saw Miroku coming down the street slowly. He looked at though he was in pain as well. He was reaching back and touching the flesh of his lower back.

 

"You too?" He asked, nodding to my hand at my back. I nodded and winced once more.

 

"Let's go." Was all he said before turning down a dark alleyway. It was just the same dark alley as it had always been. Except, I could clearly smell the recent scents of blood, sex----most likely rape----and vomit.

 

I'd been a boy of only 14 when I was first chased down this very alleyway. I'd been so terrified…being abruptly cornered my a large, terrifying group of gang members with bearing canines, claws and brass knuckles just waiting for spilled blood.

 

I almost chuckled at the memory.

 

It was how I met Miroku. I was how messed up I became. It was how I met 'HIM'. They'd swooped down and beat the living shit outta those fucking bastards.

 

I growled when Miroku suddenly stopped dead----making me run right into him.

 

"SHH!" He hissed over his shoulder. "We're not alone."

 

Indeed we weren't. I could feel an alien aura lurking, darting around us in the shadows. I growled and flexed my claws; flicking my eyes all around, so as to possibly catch a glimpse of the intruder. Whomever "they" were, were so light on their feet that I didn't hear a sound----I only felt their aura clash against my own.

 

"Stop fucking around and show yourself you fucking coward!" I snarled, getting into a fighting stance.

 

Miroku had taken out his gun and was holding it out----cocked and ready for fire.

 

"It's been a while, Inuyasha." Came a sensual yet bone-chilling voice from behind us. Miroku and I both whirled around.

 

I smirked. "Kagura…what a 'pleasant' surprise…" I forced out, between my clenched teeth.

 

Kagura smirked as well, her scarlet orbs searing into mine. "'He' wants you all to meet at the Cage within the hour. Be there, or deal with the consequences." She said, her cheeky attitude suddenly shifting to a spine-shivering serious one.

 

She didn't give us anytime to respond for a split second later, she removed a feather form her hair and had taken flight.

 

I was watching her for a moment longer until I doubled over at the sudden pain in lower back.

 

"Dammit…" I growled.

 

"Come on Inuyasha…let's hurry up and get this the hell over." Miroku said, helping me up.

 

'Damn you, you bastard…'

 

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There you go. Pretty dang boring, if you ask me.

 

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