InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Crossroads of Fate ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Okay, see here for some odd reason what ever I put in italics doesn’t stay in italics. So instead I’m going to change the color and see how that works out. So thoughts and memories will be in color.

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It wasn’t the gray place between black and white, no it was straight black. Black as in the color of pain, evil and his favorite sarcastically speaking, betrayal. Betrayal as in seeing your girlfriend cheating on you with your best friend, or as in all your friends ditching you once they found out what you truly were. Yes betrayal hurt the worst. He knew it from experience. Neither being accepted by demons or humans, because of the mixture of blood that flowed through his cursed body. He had lived with it for his whole life, from the moment he was born to a human mother by a demon father. The name-calling, the abuse by older demons and the fear from humans had finally made his father angry enough to move from their old house to the one he and his older brother currently lived in. He was alone because of that word, his parents both dead from a person that was considered a friend, alone with an emotionless brother who seem to neither care or remember he was alive unless it suited his purpose and alone with a broken heart with an oath placed upon it, an oath to never love again for the pain would surely kill him. The once highly popular star of the football team, InuYasha Takahashi was now the bane of the school all because the bane of his existence, Kikyo Usagi. So yes he was in the black side of the world gone gray.

It wouldn’t be the first time an adoptive parent had thrown him out of the house only to land in another. It wouldn’t be the first time his ‘mother’ would lecture him on his ‘cursed’ hands. No it was more like the 29th time he was moved out of one system to another, because of his wandering hand. Since his parents died and left the company in the vice president’s hands until he came of age, Miroku Hidaka would be forced to move for the 29th time to a new school where, he considered there to be greener pastures and at least on girl he could contain his problem to. He just hoped he wouldn’t have to spend the entire year being slapped until that one would knock him out cold. So the saying life was good, was true up to a point. If having your life desires to be fulfilled meant having no parents then he, Miroku would have refused the tempting road he now walked, courtesy of his new caretaker, Mushin Hidaka, his grandfather.

Life had ended for her when she got pregnant at age 16, by somebody who she thought she had loved. No that football player, he had left and skipped school. He didn’t want to be forced to a marriage he didn’t want so he left. For her, she was glad for her son who somewhat resembled his father she felt sad. Sad to know he would never meet him; never see the fathers love she knew her son should have. Her parents seeing the rapidly declining health of their only daughter had packed up and moved across the country to a new city, a new life and best of all for her, a new school. The social leaders of the school wouldn’t like a new student to become the focus of the guys. For Kagome Higurashi, mother at age 16 boys came at her like she was a magnet. No she would have to watch her back while she became the most wanted but could never be dated girl on campus. For her, a cheerleader, she would be the focal point of every straight guy.

Tired was an understatement; she was fed up with the names, beatings and the things she and her younger brother went through daily with their drunken mother. So fed up she decide to move herself and brother across the seas to her homeland and with her father, all because she wanted to escape the pain, hurt and betrayal from the one she once called mom. She knew moving might be good for her; going to a new school should be too. But for the unpopular Sango Umi, it would be another trial by fire. She wasn’t considered hot by any guys. No she was plain. Her long brown hair, always in a ponytail, her soft brown eyes grown hard over the harsh years she lived with her divorced mom and her thin body, thin from the daily stress she went through. So to be tired would be an understatement because tired would not force her and her younger brother on a plane with on suitcase of clothes each heading back to her homeland and a reprieve from the pain.

For four high school seniors, each with their individual issues, problems and distinctive pasts life could never be kind. For one, he could never love, another would never trust, and two would feel so out of place only the most popular and the outcasts would accept them. Football season would begin again, cheerleaders would be the envy of the unpopular girls, and so life would continue. For the four they would watch as the world turned hoping to see the path that would bring happiness to the darkness in their hearts.

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