InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just By Luck ❯ Their VERY Different Lives ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: Well, here is a new story! Yes, I know I'm not done with The Girl Next Door, but I will finish it. Eventually. I just LOVE starting new stories. It's soooooo fun! Any ways, as before this is definitely not a story for Kikyo liker people. So be warned. Do not flame me for stupid crap like how I treat Kikyo. She is a stupid character, and I wish she would just STAY dead. I hate her more then I hate Naraku. Of course, I kinda cant completely hate Naraku since he was the one who killed Kikyo, which resulted in Kagome becoming her reincarnation with the Shikon Jewel in her. If not for him Kagome and InuYasha never would have met.

 

Disclaimer: I sadly don't own InuYasha or any songs I may use in this story. I only own my computer, camaro, my story ideas and my guitar.

 

Chapter 1: Their Very Different Lives

 

Kagome Higurashi stomped up to her room, pouting. It wasn't fair! She wanted to go out with her best friends tonight. But NO! She had to go to the poor side of town to see her dad.

 

She couldn't care less about her father. He had left soon after her little brother was born. He hadn't cared about them at all. One day he just decided he was tired of his family and he left.

 

`Look where we are now dad. We live on the rich side of town. We live in a mansion and what do you live in? You live in a shack in the ghetto.' Kagome thought to herself as she changed out of her school uniform. She put on a mini jean skirt that had a butterfly on the back pocket, a light pink shirt that said `High Maintenance' and a pair of pink flip flops.

 

Kagome brushed out her long raven hair and re-applied her makeup. She may have only been going to the ghetto but she still had to look good. She could show off to the poor kids. They needed inspiration.

 

She grabbed her pink Razor and dialed her friend's number. Ayame answered on the first ring.

 

“Hey Ayame, it's me. Looks like its just going to be you and Miroku tonight.” Kagome muttered darkly into the phone.

“What? Why?” the pretty red head on the other line demanded.

 

“Because, my mom is making me go see my dad.” Kagome tossed her school bag across the room at the pink wall. School had ended. It was officially summer.

 

“Eww. The yucky one that lives in a box?” Ayame asked, disgusted.

“He doesn't live in a bow, but, yeah, him.”

“Gross! It pretty much is a box. Do you want me to go with you? Those boys on that side of town will jump at the chance to get their crummy paws on a hot rich girl.” Ayame reminded her friend.

 

Kagome shivered. It was true. There were terrible rumors about what those kids did to girls like her. They were crazy. They wouldn't step down from anything. They were complete barbarians. No since of pride or dignity. None of them would ever amount to anything.

 

“Nah. I'll be okay.” Kagome answered.

 

“You sure? They wont attack you if Miroku's around. Maybe both of us should accompany you.”

 

“Are you kidding? If those kids see three rich kids all decked out in Abercrombie and Fitch they'll mutilate us! They are insanely jealous because they can't afford REAL clothes.” Kagome explained to Ayame.

 

“Okay. Fine. Just be careful. Call me tomorrow so we can get together on the first full day of summer Va-k!” Ayame giggled.

 

“Totally. Tell Miroku I'm sorry and I will call him tomorrow.”

 

“Should we invite Hojo, Eri, Yuka, and Ayumi too?” Ayame asked.

 

“Nah. Not for the first day. Just you, Miroku and me.” Kagome replied. Someone tapped lightly on Kagome's bedroom door.

 

“Kagome, it's time to go.” Kagome's little brother told her.

 

“K!” She yelled back at him. “I have to go. Catch you later. Love Ya!” Kagome hung up the phone, then followed her brother, Sota, downstairs.

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InuYasha pulled the gun out of his baggy pants pocket and shoved it into the cashiers face.

 

He didn't like robbing the local gas stations, but, hey, it kept him alive. More importantly, it kept his mother alive and the bills paid, for at least one more day.

 

InuYasha Takahashi lived his life one day at a time. He had more life experience in his short seventeen years then most people had by the time they were seventy two. He learnt early on that the world didn't except scrawny punks with no money. Money meant everything in the world. He found that life wasn't fair. InuYasha had never had anything handed to him on a silver platter.

InuYasha learnt he would just have to take the things he needed. Take care of himself. Do whatever it took to pay the rent, food, and hospital bills.

 

His father and brother helped too. His father worked two jobs. He was a security guard at night and karate instructor by day. Sesshomaru, InuYasha's half brother was a diesel mechanic. He was nineteen and out of school. He was trying to start his own life and couldn't worry about the family's problems twenty four seven.

 

InuYasha still attended high school, most of the time. He worked as a car mechanic. The rest of his time he spent with his friends, but mostly he spent his free time with his mom.

 

Of course there were the months when his fathers two paychecks, his paycheck, and half of Sesshomaru's paycheck couldn't cover everything. With all the necessary things the three dog demons were trying to pay for, their four tiny paychecks didn't cut it. It was only then that InuYasha would result to this.

 

“You know what this is, what I want and what to do! Give me all the damn money in your resister! Everyone, get to the floor!” InuYasha ordered everyone in the store.

 

He was to busy taking the money to notice a person in the back of the store, calling the police.

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Kagome got out of the limo and looked at all the dirty, disgusting, rundown houses before her. Sota got out after her and took in the scenery.

 

There were cigarette butts and empty, broken beer bottles everywhere. The houses were built so close to each other, they shared backyards. Many had broken windows, were missing shutters, or had screen doors hanging of their hinges. There was even dried blood that had, at one time, spilt over the sidewalk and pavement.

 

The two rich siblings followed their mom in the closest house. Their father's house.

 

The inside of the house didn't look any better then the outside. The floor was caked with dirt and mud. The walls had yellowish stains. The small wooden table was missing a leg and being held up by two cinder blocks, a dictionary and a phone book. Duck tape held the four chairs together.

 

“Oh! Hey. Come into the living room.” A scruffy looking man, who Kagome realized was her father, led them into the living room. A beat up brown chair, a grey couch with a large tear in it, a small wobbly end table, a stack of playboys and a small TV were all that inhabited the living room.

 

Kagome's father looked worse then the last time she had saw him, four years ago. His black hair had grayed, and his face was covered in stubble. A beer gut protruded over hi five dollar jeans. He was horrendous looking.

 

He flopped himself down in the chair and gestured for Kagome, Sota, and their mom to sit. Kagome's mom sat on the very edge of the couch. Sota made his way to the couch, but Kagome grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

 

“Don't touch anything, Sota. You could get a disease.” Kagome warned her little brother, loud enough for her father to hear. Her father raised his eyebrows.

 

“Why, Kagome. Last time I saw you, you were just a kid. You have grown into a beautiful young lady. How old are you now? Fourteen?” Her father asked.

 

“Sixteen.” Kagome corrected. “And he's ten.” She pointed to Sota.

 

“Wow. You're growing so fast and tall! You're gonna be bigger ten your big sissy soon.” Their dad said to Sota. Sota looked up at Kagome, wide eyed. He had never been treated as such a child before. He was officially offended.

 

“Don't speak to him like he's a child!” Kagome ordered her father.

 

“I see your shirt speaks the truth.” Their dad muttered darkly. “I was wondering if you kids would like to stay here for the summer.” He got strait to the point.

 

“Ewww. In this rat infested hole? No thanks. I have a reputation to maintain. Come on Sota. Let's go to the limo. There is some anti-germ hand sanitizer there.” Kagome led her brother out to the car, leaving her mother to discuss matters with their father.

 

The kids got in the car and broke out the hand sanitizer.

 

“Dad didn't look good did he?” Sota asked. Kagome never got to answer because at that moment police sirens erupted and a boy with silver hair shot around the corner. He had a gym bag in his hands and looked pissed.

 

Sota flung open the door before Kagome could stop him.

 

“Come on! Come on! In here!” Sota yelled. The boy took his options in for a split second, then dove into the limo. Sota got in and slammed the door shut, just as a speeding cop car came around the corner and flew past them.

 

“What the Hell? Get out! Get out!” Kagome screamed at the top of her lungs. The boys dog ears flattened against his head. Kagome took in his appearance.

 

He had long silver hair with doggy ears that sat on top of his head. He had a ruggedly handsome face and a killer body. His eyes were an odd shade of gold, or amber.

 

“Shut up, wench!” the boy yelled.

 

“Hi! I'm Sota!”

 

“InuYasha,” The boy introduced himself.

 

“Did you not hear me? I said get out!” Kagome ordered.

 

“Kagome! Can you not see he needs our help? So what do you have in the bag?” Sota asked.

 

“Money. Robbed a gas station.” InuYasha answered.

 

“See? He's a criminal!” Kagome shrieked, moving away from the boy.

 

“Hey! I had a good reason!” InuYasha yelled at Kagome. “So do mind if I stay with you guys for a few days. Cop are gonna be swarmin' my place.” InuYasha asked Sota, who seemed more laid back out of the two siblings. InuYasha tapped on the tinted glass that cut off the front of the lime from the back.

 

“Sure!” Sota agreed.

 

“No way!” Kagome screamed. Her brother was losing his non-existent mind.

 

“Kagome, he needs our help.” Sota yelled, determined. He gave his sister a pouty look he knew she couldn't resist.

 

“Fine. But, first, have you raped or murdered anyone?” Kagome asked.

 

“NO! I only do what I need to. I aint a fuckin sicko!” InuYasha answered.

 

“Okay. You can stay in Kagome's room!” Sota told the boy.

 

“What?” Kagome screeched. There was no way this….this… this long haired punk was staying in her room. Black, chains, and stolen money did not belong in her room.

 

“Come on, sis. Mom and Dad are going to know if he stays in the guest room. They always barge into my room. You're the only one who gets privacy. Plus you have the biggest room!” Sota persuaded sticking out his bottom lip. (The siblings call their step father `dad' cuz he was more of a dad then their biological one.)

 

Kagome crossed her arms and glared at InuYasha. This was going to be one hell of a long summer.