InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Hopeless ❯ Chapter 2

 

The teacher talked for what seemed like hours which in reality was only thirty minutes. Sango and Miroku threw notes over Inuyasha's head. This was no problem because Inuyasha was fast asleep with his book standing up on his desk. He was pretending to be awake. A knock at the door brought the teacher also known as Keade, the so-called demon expert in the school, to an abrupt halt.

 

“Lady Keade.”

 

“Yes Principle Wiggs.”

 

“Lady Keade, I have brought you a transfer student. So all of you make her feel welcome. Behave and have a good day.” He turned away with out a second look leaving a young girl with long black hair standing by her self.

 

“Close the door, miss.”

 

“Yes ma'am.” She quietly closed the door.

 

“Now introduce yourself before we find you a place to sit and welcome to Demon Theories.”

 

“My name is Kagome Higurashi and my parents moved me here because of the high success rate.”

 

“Sounds like a typical parent around here!” A guy shouted. The most of the class snickered.

 

“I'm in training to become a priestess at my grandfather's shrine and I also heard this is the best class to study demons in.”

 

“It's true but you want a bad example of a demon?” Miroku stood up.

 

“Sure I'm willing to learn anything.” Kagome smiled sweetly. The rest of the class snickered. Keade glared at them.

 

“This right here Kagome, is a bad example of a demon.” He pushed Inuyasha out of his seat waking him up. The class snickered. Her eyes widened.

 

“CLASS THAT IS ENOUGH! Inuyasha get back in your seat. Miroku, you have detention and if any one else makes another peep you will join him.” Keade pounded her fist against the table. “I will not tolerate any of this.” The class was in a stunned silence.

 

“Lady Keade, I thought this was an all human school.”

 

“It is.”

 

“Then why is there a demon here?”

 

“Because Kagome, technically he is half human so in the rules he's allowed here.”

 

“Oh.”

 

“Your seat is next to him.” Keade glared at her student one more time before she started to write on the board. Kagome quietly took her seat. She was nervous. She watched as Inuyasha gave her a mournful look before adjusting his position to go back to sleep. She watched as a girl with long brown hair hit the boy who she now learned was called Miroku.

 

“Miroku, you're a jackass!” She whispered harshly.

 

“Dear Sango, I only wanted to give her an example!”

 

“What by picking on him? He has done nothing to you.”

 

“What he doesn't complain?”

 

“You know as well that I do that he is a mute! What if he were all human you would leave him alone?”

 

“Well…” He rubbed the back of his head.

 

“Don't talk to me!” She turned around. She ignored the rest of his attempts to get her attention. Kagome listened to the whole thing.

 

`So he's a mute and half demon. Was being a mute a birth defect? No there has to be something else.' She looked at Inuyasha one last time before she started to pay attention to Keade.

 

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Inuyasha sat in the dark cellar. His leg hurt terribly. When he fell his leg twisted in the wrong direction. He could feel that his leg was swelling. It was hot and it grew a bit larger. He couldn't stop the tears from running down his cheeks. He could not think of what he had done wrong.

 

“Mommy.” He said in a dull whisper. He buried his face in his arms. He could see shadows from the floor boards move as the light was blocked from the cracks in the floors surface. He could hear some sort of soft music and people's voices. A lot of people's voices in fact.

 

He knew his mother would get angry if he made noise that let anyone find out that he was down there. He shivered at the thought of what his mother would do to him. His leg for all he knew could have been fractured or broken. He wouldn't know until his mother took him out of the dark room. All's he knew was that his leg hurt terribly.

 

He heard his mother laugh. He always thought her laugh was beautiful. Especially when she wasn't hurting him. She was standing above him. She was laughing with some other people.

 

“Mommy.” He whispered softly. Why did she treat him like this? He heard as a rat scurried by his foot. He felt it's fur rub against the sole of his foot. He whimpered softly. It had hurt. The rat rubbed against his injured leg. The rats have long learned that the boy that gets thrown in there was no threat to them.

 

So in turn that the boy didn't hurt them the rats left him pretty much alone. He felt so alone no friends, no father, and a cruel mother. Why did things have to be this way? Why couldn't things be different? He laid down on his side and curled up into a ball.

 

“Mommy.” He whispered before falling into a dreamless sleep. The rat that ran by his foot gave off a squeak before scampering off.

 

A/N: I thank This Sayuri-Sama for the review!

TTFN!