InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In The Fast Lane ❯ Nightmares ( Chapter 1 )

Night had fallen fast on the big city of Miami cooling down the heated asphalt and bringing certain ease upon the city. The beaches were empty, as were the shops, every part of the urban area seemed to be vacant. Yet looks can be deceiving. In the depths of the city in the most rundown areas that most never dared to venture, was full of chaos. Music boomed and shook the cars that held the large speakers, as motors revved whilst cars drove here and there. Girls walked around in shorts, and mini skirts as the guys whistled and cheered.

Not far from the busy streets were a young girl and boy no older than thirteen sitting on top of an old worn down warehouse anticipating the beginning of the racing. The girl smiled to the young boy as her black hair waved around in the wind as her hands flailed as she tried to explain to the boy. He only laughed at her as he pulled his long silver hair in a low ponytail, his eyes were dancing with laughter making the girl smile widen.

"I'm serious Inuyasha! I'm going to be the best biker you ever seen!" She cried out, frowning as Inuyasha's laughter increased. Wiping away a fake tear from his eye he patted the girl on the back.

"Yeah, after me that is…" The girl glared at him as she shoved him on to his side. "So is that how you want to play Kagome?" He growled at her playfully. Kagome shrieked and jumped from her spot on the roof and began to run around laughing as Inuyasha gave chase. They stopped quickly when they heard the roar of engines that quieted most of the crowd, sitting back in their original places.

"So who do you think is going to win tonight?" He asked Kagome although he already knew the answer.

"My Father of course," she laughed. Their laughter died down as motorcycles pulled to the starting line. She could easily pick out her father's blue and silver Honda CBR1100XX out of the crowd of bikes; it seemed to shine with glory. Sure it was an older model but underneath was a whole lot of power all 1400cc of it. Her father was the best one of the top bikers known in all of Miami let alone the rest of the United States. Yet he was only known among the racing majority, the racing he did was illegal. Illegal street racing gave him a thrill that legal racing never gave, it was foreboding in a way.

A lady in a white corset along with a matching mini skirt walked out onto the street carrying a white handkerchief, standing a little bit away from the many bikes she let the handkerchief drop. Bikes zoomed past her, as soon as it hit the ground.

Kagome jumped up in anticipation as she watched her father take the lead. He twisted the turns with ease and was able to stay in the lead by a fair distance. However sometime into the race a black VFR8001 Honda was coming up behind him fast. Her father swerved left and right not allowing the biker to pass. The biker came up behind her father coping his turns and twists, Kagome watched in horror as she watched her father's bike spin out of control when the biker had nudged his rear wheel. The bike hit the wall hard and erupted in a blazing ball of fire. There were shrieks and cries when everyone realized what had happened. The crowd of people hopped on their vehicles and sped away in fear of the authorities.

Kagome pulled herself out of shock as she hoped onto her dirt bike that was given to her for her thirteenth birthday; she rode down the stairwell and onto the street with expert driving. She stopped at the blaze and dropped her bike not bothering to put the kickstand up.

"DAD!" She screamed as she dropped to her knees, her arms going slack beside her body. Two warm strong arms soon embraced her.

"He's gone," she whispered hysterically as the tears flowed from her eyes.

"It's okay, it's going to be alright Kagome." he shushed her holding her firmly to his chest as sirens played in the background. "I promise I will always be there to protect you."

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Kagome sat up in her bed, sweat rolling off her thin frame. The nightmares had returned. She cursed her luck and got out of bed and headed to the bathroom for a nice refreshing shower. That had been almost 4 years ago, she had tried as hard as she could to get rid of the horrid memories of her father's death along with everyone else she had left that night. She had turned from them all and left. Never to be seen again. Where could a thirteen year old go when she was on the run? Anywhere she wanted to. She had left the streets of Miami, for Mexico where she stayed with her friend Kouga, where he trained her to race bikes. Later on she moved to San Diego along with Kouga who by now had become more like a brother than anything else. Now because of recent events that had the authorities looking for them, they had to move again.

"Where the hell could we go?!" Kagome groaned as she laid her head into her hands once she had finished her shower and came out to join Kouga for breakfast.

"Well I made a few calls and stuff, but I found that moving to Canada would be the best, they'd never find us there…" he backed away when he saw Kagome glare at him as she put her coffee mug to her mouth. "I didn't think you would agree with that so I made a back-up plan. I have a cousin in Miami who said we could stay at his place until we can straighten out this mess."

Kagome choked on the coffee she had been drinking. "M-Miami?!"

"Yep! I thought it would be an awesome place. Nice weather, great beaches, hot babes…" Kagome zoned out as she listened to Kouga go on and on about the great city of Miami.

"How do you know Miami is so great?" She asked quietly.

"Kagome what ever happened there you have to put in the past." Kouga said as he patted her on the back. Kagome had never explained to him what had happened four years ago, she never felt obliged to.

"It's hard though…" she whispered quietly as she leaned into his chest.

"Goooooddddddd Morning, San Diego!" Kagome and Kouga turned their heads in the direction of Ginta and Hakkaku. The two came out of their bedroom laughing and joking around as usual.

"Today we are expecting sunny hot weather partly cloudy, with a touch of rain!" Hakkaku added to the ruckus.

"Can't anyone have a decent sleep around this place!" They heard Ayami yell from her room down the hallway.

Yep this was her family, the family she had been living with for four years. Four wolf demons, that was what her family consisted of and she wouldn't trade that for anything, though most of the time she could strangle them. Ginta and Hakkaku were Kouga's best friends since he could remember, so when he said he was looking for bikers to join his team they were first in line. Ayami was orphaned; both her parents had been murdered. She had been sent to foster home after foster home thanks to her ill temper and bad habits, in the end she met Kouga and joined the family. Kouga was a run away like Kagome but his father had beat him and his mother was a prostitute to support them, he ran into Kagome and they were the beginning of their little family.

"Sleeping Beauty is up," Hakkaku and Ginta groaned as the fiery red head marched into the kitchen.

"So when are we leaving?" Kagome asked turning the conversation that was more important than the Youkai fighting.

"Tonight," Kouga looked at the small group. "The sooner we leave the better."

Everyone nodded in agreement as they went on with their morning. Kagome sighed when she saw Ayami glare at Ginta and Hakkaku, they were always at it, it was somewhat of sibling hatred. They could kill each other, yet they would never let anything happen to each other. It was weird in a way.

------Miami------

Walking down the halls Kagome recognized the school somewhat, since she had walked the halls for a year before she had left Miami. Looking around she was disgusted to find that most of the people wore mini skirts or dress shorts. A very preppy school if you asked her. What disgusted her more was how they looked at her, most were disgusted at what she wore. Smiling she laughed at them, at least her outfit covered most of her body. She wore a tight black shirt that read `My favorite letters are F, U… Why don't you go try them out?' in hot pink letters. The shirt was somewhat short showing off some of her well-toned stomach along with her tattoo of a red and black butterfly that wings seemed to be made of flames. However it went perfectly with her black boarding shorts that had white and pink flames on them. Her wrists were littered with studded bracelets and thin elastics.

Walking over to the front desk she leaned over it impatiently. "Heeelllllooooo…" She waved to a lady walking by.

"Oh! You would be…" she said slowly.

"Kocora Wolfe," she answered dryly, pissed at the name that Kouga had made for her. "The new student."

"Right! Well this would be your schedule and map of the school. I shall have some one come down and escort you," the woman said as she handed Kagome sheets and sheets of paper.

"It's okay, I can escort myself," Kagome turned and walked out the door not bothering to heed to the woman's calls.

Math, room 432… Yippee my best subject, Kagome added sarcastically in her head. Standing next to the door of her math class, she looked at the clock above the door. 25 minutes late, oh well. She had taken her time getting there; actually she had passed the door four times and acted as if she never saw it. She had to show up some time and since math class was already half over she decided now was a good time. Turning the knob she walked in the bight room.

Kagome held in her laughter as the teacher spun around, to see the intruder that had interrupted her speech, fury evident on her face.

"And you would be?" The teacher grounded out.

"The new student Kocora Wolfe," Kagome looked into the teacher's eyes daring the teacher to challenger her.

"Well class, I would like you to welcome Kocora," the teacher said after a moment of silence. "You can sit in the seat over next to Inuyasha. Inuyasha raise your hand please."

Kagome's heart stopped in her chest as her gaze wondered to the back of the room and met the gaze of those oh so familiar golden eyes. The pain in her chest welled when she saw him and memories flooded her senses, all the good times that had together when they were young, like working on her fathers bike, yet with good memories came the bad ones. Her father's crash zoned out the others, the bright lights of the flames, the screams of horror and the promise that he would always be there for her. He had lied; he had never been there for her, never. Though it was mostly her fault since she was the one whom had left and ran from all the people who had loved her and cared. He still hadn't come looking for her as she had dreamed he would, let alone even write.

Gathering her thoughts together she walked to her assigned seat next to Inuyasha, who had a cocky smile on his face, a smile she couldn't remember from their childhood, taking his appearance into thought she frowned. He wore a sleek white polo shirt; slim fitting jeans and tennis shoes. Something she thought she would never have seen him wear and it tore at her heart even more. What had happened to the tattoo that he always talked about getting, what about the muscle shirts she had loved to see him in, even the baggy jeans and cargo pants. He was not the Inuyasha she had once known, if it wasn't for his physical appearance she would have never of recognized him.

"Oi! What you lookin' at wench?" he grounded out.

"Well I was trying to look out the window but your fat head was in the way," she retorted too embarrassed to admit what the real reason was.

"Why don't you shut that big mouth of yours, Bitch." He stood up slowly.

"What did you say?" Kagome growled at him.

"That's enough!" They heard the teacher yell from the class. The two teens glared at her as they slumped into their chairs. Moments later Kagome glared at Inuyasha as he tossed a piece of crumpled up paper onto her desk. Opening it slowly she read the note.

Have I met you before?

-Inuyasha

Kagome regarded the messy writing before she wrote back.

Why the fuck would you think that?

-K

She tossed the piece of paper back to Inuyasha and groaned when it landed back on her desk, beginning a whole conversation.

I dunno cause you remind me of someone! DUH!!!

-Inu

I'm not an idiot you son of a bitch.

-K

What do you mean son of a bitch?

-Inu

Any dimwit should be able to figure that out! Think Inuyasha I know it's hard but think!

-K

Kagome looked at Inuyasha as he began to growl at her, causing her to laugh.

"Do you find something amusing Miss. Wolfe?" The teacher asked dryly.

"No…" Kagome giggled as the bell for class to be over rang.

"You're dismissed" the teacher sighed as she rubbed the bridge of her nose.

Kagome was the first out the door as she sprinted away from the math class in glee. Next was her mechanics class. The thing she did best, fix screwed up vehicles. It was sort of a gift past down from her father where she put it to the limits in her own garage in San Diego for two years, though it was mostly on motorbikes.

Sliding through the door to the school's garage she was enticed by the smell of oil and gas fumes. Yep it smelt like home.

"You must be the new kid," her teacher said as he walked over to her as she nodded her head. He wasn't old like she had thought, maybe in his late twenties at the most. Probably some mechanic picked up off the street with a teacher's degree. "My name is Arashi Toniba. But Shi is fine for me. Your brother said you are one hell of a mechanic, came to talk to me personally he did. Claimed you owned your own garage in San Diego, though you'd rather fix motorcycles more than cars."

"Yep. But truth be told I'd rather ride them than fix them," she laughed.

"Like to live on the edge now do we."

"More than what you could ever imagine…" She sighed.

"Well I thought since you were such a good mechanic, I'd give you a special job. You see I've had this old bike stuffed in my shed behind my house and I thought well heck, I can give it to you for a project so Taa-Daa!" He exclaimed as he pulled off a blanket and there laid a Honda CBR1100XX. It was black and charred looking as if it had been in a fire.

"W-where you get that?" Kagome asked quietly a lump growing in her throat.

"Oh at a crash sight in the downtown area four years ago," he stated. "The guy that owned it died, it seemed he was street racing and ran out of control. The family didn't want it so they just tossed it."

"Oh…" Kagome said dully, the shock was too much for her. It couldn't be, could it?

"So can you repair it?"

"Of course I can," Kagome answered him pulling her self out of her shock.

"Good, now if you would excuse me I have some boys who are too afraid to get their hands dirty," he raced over to a group of boys, who to Kagome's joy, were talking to Inuyasha. Kami had a weird sense of humor to put him in her math class and Mechanics class for all she knew he could be in all of her classes. Shivering at the thought she walked over to the bike to examine it. It looked just like her father's bike, so she had somewhat of an idea of where she was heading on it, she had helped him upgrade it and tune it to his liking.

"Do you have any idea what the hell you are doing," a gruff voice asked from behind her.

"Yeah, what about you Mr. I'm-afraid-to-get-my-hands-dirty?" Kagome asked Inuyasha, not even bothering to turn around and look the teenager.

"I'm not afraid of getting my hands dirty," he growled at her.

"Yeah only your pretty white shirt," she laughed as she pulled up a trolley so she could slide under the bike.

"What do you mean, `pretty white shirt'?" He gritted his teeth becoming annoyed with her.

"Well you know…" Kagome trailed off not finishing her sentence. "YES!" She exclaimed as she pushed herself out from underneath the bike. "I never thought a bike that looked like this, would be in such good shape. All the wiring is still there, though some wires could be rerouted and I'm going to need a new ignition, and belts for the engine, a new brake heck I'll get a new brake system…" she kept adding as she ticked it off on her fingers.

"You're really into this shit, aren't you?" Inuyasha asked pulling her from making her makeshift checklist.

"My father taught me everything I know," She looked away, if she wasn't careful he would figure out who she was and she couldn't let that happen. Not now and not ever.

"Hey is Inuyasha buggin' ya?" A girl with long brown hair jogged over to the two as she cleaned her hands in a rag.

"What ya want Sango?" Inuyasha asked her flatly.

"I wanted to meet the new girl." She answered sweetly.

"Great! You two have fun, you'll get along great," he said sarcastically turning around and walking to the group of guys he was talking to earlier.

"My names Sango," the brown haired girl stuck her hand out to Kagome who took it with her own and shook it.

"The names Kocora," Kagome smiled.

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A/N- It was an okay chapter a little boring yes, but an okay chapter none the less. I'll try to update soon though it is difficult and I have to complete Naughty Girls for sure though I am having difficulty with that one. Oh Well.