InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learn To Trust ❯ No Love No Hate Relations ( Chapter 20 )

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Learn To Trust

Chapter 20


No Love No Hate Relations

When I arrived home, it was like if I stepped in the twilight zone or some other shit. I almost had a heart attack at the sight.

I guess it’s normal for some people to come home around 11 o’clock at night and find their parents sitting on the living room watching the late news. But for ME to come home and find MY parents sitting on the living room couch watching NEWS was just fucking WRONG.

“How was work, Inuyasha?” Toga asked me with a casual smile on his face. I just stood there gaping at them. My father and mother were in their night clothes, which is way more than I normally see them in, when they are together in a room, by themselves.

“Inuyasha…” Toga called out to me, but I didn’t even answer him. I just looked around the room, it was still clean, there was not coke lines on the table or anything, it was just too much for me to take.

“Inuyasha, are you okay?” I barely heard Izayoi asked me. “Puppy…”

“I’m going to my room.” I announced and made a quick dash to my room. I closed my bedroom door behind me. I went to my knees and pulled out a small old shoe box from under my bed. I sat on my bed and opened the old Timberland box and looked at my drug stash.

I need a refill, I thought as I opened a small zip-lock bag with only two E-pills in it. I shook my head as I popped in both pills. I hoped that it would double the high, ‘cause I need it.

I pushed the box to the side of me and I laid down my bed. I let the high take over my body. Soon any pain that I felt was gone, and the headache I was begging to feel evaporated. My whole body relaxed and I felt good. I sat there laughing to myself about the stupidest shit. I felt my pants start to vibrate and dug in my pocket and pulling out my phone.

“City Morgue, you kill’em we chill’em.” I chuckled.

“Yash,” Bank said over the phone.

“Sup, Bankotsu, miss me already?” I joked.

“You high?” he asked me and I laughed.

“How come, every time we speak, and I’m somewhat happy, you ask me if I’m high.” I asked struggling to sit up, but the world just spun around me, causing me to laugh.

“Because any time that you’re somewhat happy, and you’re most likely home, it means you are high.” He said.

I stopped laughing, “No man I ain’t high.” I said, but I couldn’t even keep a straight face, I broke out laughing, “I’m lying man, I’m high as fuck. I am stoned. Popped two pills and feel good, I was actually thinking about calling, Asia, the chick I used to fuck and you know, fuck.” I laughed. “She’s a good fuck, gives the best head I know.”

“Quit playin’ Yash.” Bank said with a sigh, “First if you were going to do that then you would have been hung up on me and called her. Hell you wouldn’t even have answered my call. Second we both know that Asia got more monkeys on her back then a damn zoo, so she wouldn’t have been the one you called. It would have been Tracey, because that bitch is the best fucking cock sucker. She does that sucking vibrating action, damn. ”

“Hell yea,” I laughed with him, I was getting hard at the thought of the deep throat action Tracey can give.

“And third, what the fuck did I tell your ass about taking those fucking pills by yourself. Two of them Yash? One just fucks you up real bad, what the fuck is going on at your house that have you stressed.”

“Nothing,” I replied finally managing to stand up, “Abso-fucking-lutly nothing. Dad and Mom are downstairs sitting on the couch watching the fucking news, as we speak.”

There was a pause. I knew Bank would understand how wrong it was. He met my father once, something both of us would never forget. He knew the only news dear old Dad was into was the news about where to by the best weed at the cheapest price.

“Stop lying Yash.” Bank managed to say.

“Toga asked me how was work, like he wanted to know.” I laughed, but it wasn’t because it was funny.

“Why?” He asked me, interested.

“You know what, I’m fucking hungry.” I said suddenly, not really caring to answer Bank’s question. Hell I don’t understand it all the way, but right now I was too fucking high to care.

I stumbled over the door, almost falling over misplaced clothes, cursing under my breath.

“Are you sure you even want to go down there?” Bank asked me, he knew me way to well.

“Sure, what the hell he going to do to me, hit me?” I joked, Bank sighed. He hates it when I’m high as fuck and he wasn’t. He stayed complaining that I always act stupidly, but last time I checked that was the point of me getting high; get serious things off my mind, to act stupid and not care about the consequences.

“What are you doing now,” he asked.

“Trying not to fall down the stairs and break my ass.” I chuckled. I tripped on the steps, but caught myself on the railing; it caused the phone to fall out my hands and down the stairs.

“Shit,” I cursed myself and raced down the steps. I picked up my phone holding it to my ear. “Bank?” I asked.

“What happened, man?” he asked with concern.

“Calm down, nothing, I just tripped.” I replied calmly. I risked a glance at the living room as I passed it to get to the kitchen. Both Toga and Izayoi was looking at me with concern looks that sent chills down my back.

“You okay, Puppy?” Izayoi asked me.

I didn’t resist the urge to roll my eyes. “Fucking fine Izzy,” I responded and made my way into the kitchen. I opened the microwave found a plate of rice, fried chicken and corn, nothing to extravagant.

“Can you believe Izayoi cooked?” I asked Bank over the phone as I turned the microwave on and went to the fridge, I wasn’t really expecting it but glad there was soda.

“It’s is edible?” he asked cautiously.

“Looks like it, but even if it wasn’t, I’m hungry as fuck.” I replied, pouring me some Pepsi.

“Inuyasha,” I turned at the sound of my name and say my father standing in the kitchen doorway. I raised an eyebrow at him, but turned when my food beeped.

“So why did you call?” I asked Bank, instead of acknowledging Toga. I probably would end up regretting it.

“Oh about Saturday, Ruokotsu is coming along.” This surprised me.

“You older brother?” I asked, “When did he get back?” Bank and Jake had five other brothers, I haven’t met all of them, and actually the only one I met was Ruokotsu, who was in college.

“Tonight apparently, some college vacation, he called me from his parent’s house,” To Bank, he doesn’t have any parents, since they so easily disowned their children. “He wants to hang out, with me and Jake, and I mentioned we goin’ to the club on the Saturday, and he says he’ll come.”

“Aiight cool.” I said sitting at the table with my food in hand.

“I know you heard me boy.” Toga said moving to my side.

“Hold on, Bank, I think Toga wants something from me.” I said into the phone. I turned my half closed eyes to the man that was my father.

“You said something Dad?” I asked him, and suddenly I was pulled from my seat and was pushed into the fridge. “WHAT THE FUCK?” I cursed loudly, hissing at the pain in my back.

“You heard me calling you boy; don’t ever in your life ignore me again.” He said, pushing me into the fridge again.

“Whatever Dad,” I said with a sigh, trying to push away from him.

“Are you stoned?” he asked me, with a questionable glare. I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah, so” I said, “When did this house become high free?” I asked him smartly. He fisted my clothes to choke me and my own hands went around his on instinct, trying to pull him off of me.

“Who the hell do you think you getting smart with?”

“What the fuck Dad?” I asked again. “Wasn’t it just last week when you had me snuffing right next to you?” I felt his hand slack, but not by much.

“Things are changing around here.,”

“Yeah right,” I said, “I ain’t too stoned to not smell the weed on you. I don’t know what the fuck you and Ma, think ya’ll trying to prove with this new act, but I don’t buy it. Who are you trying to impress; Naraku?” I questioned him, before I knew it; Toga punched me in my stomach stealing the air out my lungs. I gasped as he moved away from me; I sunk to the floor in pain.

I watched my father walk around the kitchen, mumbling to himself.

“Why don’t you finish it?” I asked him, he stopped pacing and looked at me. “Come on Dad, who the hell you trying to kid.” I groaned, “You want to beat the shit of me, like always. It’s your high.” I laughed cruelly at him as he frowned at me.

“Why the fuck are you testing me boy?” he questioned me, and I shrugged.

“I’m far too gone to give a damn,” I chuckled at him. This is why I took both Ecstasy pills, because the pain ain’t lasting. I pushed myself up. “I am sooo fucking stoned.” I laughed at him. “You know, I got some coke-a-cola upstairs, and some needles. How about it old man, how about we both shoot it up. It won’t be the first time.”

“That’s all you’ll be good for huh, just another junkie.” Toga growled at me, and I laughed.

“Come on, Toga Taisho, if there’s anything I learned from you was how to be junkie. You gave me my first take of the shit. Or did you forget?”

Toga ignored my words and pushed me into the fridge “You’re going to ruin the only opportunity you have, and I’m not going to let you do it.”

“Don’t you mean the only chance you have of getting money? If you’re going to say something then at least be truthful about it.” I laughed but was stopped short by another punch in my stomach. I went to my knees and looked up at my father.

“You are more worthless then I thought you were. You’ll never amount to shit.”

“You know what they say, like Father like Son.” I gasped.

“Fucking piece of shit,” He said and then he did the most disgusting thing he ever did to me, well since I turned a teenager. The fucking asshole spit on me, and it landed in my hair. I shakily moved my hand to my hair and felt the wetness. HELL NO.

“You asshole,” I yelled out and stumbled to my feet. Toga just turned around and started to walk away. I leaned against the fridge to catch my breath and then launched myself at Toga, I pushed him hard and he hit the opposite wall and fell to the floor. I instantly started kicking him.

“Inuyasha STOP,” a yell came from behind me. I didn’t respond to my mother, but she wrapped her hands around me and she pulled me away from Toga.

“Let me the fuck go,” I yelled at her and pried her hands from my waist, but she reattached them around my arm pulling me from him.

I watched as Toga struggle up and looked at me; I readied myself for the fight. Izayoi realized this and moved in front of me. She rushed to Toga’s side.

“Both of you just stop it,” She yelled out. She turned to Toga, “just let it go baby.” She said. “Let’s go in the room,” she coxed. “I’ll make it feel better” she urged, and the fucking bastard bought it. He looked down at her, and wrapped his arm around her. He looked up at me with a dark expression, which promised pain.

I gave her a confused look, a hurt look.

“What the fuck MA, how the hell are you going to stop me from hitting him, when so many times you only looked when he beat the shit out of me? I was finally giving me only a piece of what he gave me, and you stop me. What type of mother are you?” She looked away.

“I’m useless, right? I’m worthless, right?” I asked him, backing away. “If I’m so worthless, why do you keep me here? Why won’t you let me go, so I you won’t have to see my face again? Let me go.” I don’t know if I was begging or demanding, at that point it didn’t matter anymore.

“No.” Toga answered with hate, but he was smiling, and I knew that he didn’t want me to leave, not until he kills me. “You’re not going anywhere, and if you try, you’ll know what will happen. You got this one Inuyasha; just don’t think it’ll happen again.” He pulled Izayoi and walked out of the kitchen.

“Do you hate me that much?” I questioned in a whisper. Toga stopped, and told Izayoi to go a head, which she did. He turned to me as I went to pick up my phone.

“Do I hate you?” he repeated, I turned to him with a tired look, and was I tired. “You’re my son, and every day I wish that you weren’t born, because my life would be better, Izayoi life would be better. I wish that you would just die, but I don’t hate you, but I don’t love you. However I do wish that you’re life when you get older is better than mine.” He then left and I heard his door closing not soon after.

I sat down on the chair, and looked at the wall in front of me, and before I knew it, I felt wet drops on my hands. I looked down at them and the image blurred. I put the phone on the table, pushing the food to the side; I put my face in my hands and did the only thing that I could think of. I cried.

I cried about my life, I cried as I questioned God, Kami, Fate, or what ever Almighty Being, for giving me life, and giving me this family. I cursed Sesshomaru for leaving me here. Mostly, I cried for death.

When I couldn’t cry anymore, I rested on the table, and stared at the knife that was on the counter and realized how easily it could be to end all of this pain I felt. The knife was definitely inviting. I sighed and smiled, I could never do that. I’d rather be gunned down on the street than take my own life.

“Inu, you still there?” a voice said over my phone that was next to me. I raised an eyebrow at this and picked up the phone. “Please tell me you’re awake, man.”

“Hello.” I said in a tired voice.

“Inuyasha, man, are you okay?” he asked urgent.

“Bankotsu, man, you still on the phone?” I mocked.

“Damn, Yash, quit playin’ are you okay or not.”

“I’m fine; I can’t believe you’re still on the phone.” I chucked but groaned in pain at my stomach.

“I heard some yelling and shit after you told me to hold on. And like a good friend, I got concerned. Came all the way over here…”

I laughed, as I got up and emptied my plate in the garbage, no longer hungry for food, much less her food. “You came over here? Where the hell are you?”

“I’m outside your house. Can you walk?” he asked.

“I’m fine, I’m coming out.” I said exiting the kitchen. I hung up the phone and stuck it in my pocket.

Well I’ll be damned, I laughed to myself, as I looked at the Bank’s car. He got out, looking at me over the hood.

“Let’s go for a ride.” He said and I shut the door behind me and crossed the lawn.

“As long as I get to drive,” I answered and he nodded.

In the next couple of minutes, we were riding around, with no destination. I explained to him what happened and what Toga said to me. In return he took me to this corner store where we know the guy. He sold us four bottles of liquor. We rode to a park and just started drinking, sitting on the car hood, music blasting out the radio.

“Best way to forget about this night, is to get drunk and wake up with a blank mind.”

“Now you’re fucking talking.” I laughed as I drunk Bacardi from the bottle. We were out there for about an hour and two bottles gone, and just past tipsy.

“Who dat?” Bank asked me. I turned around to see some guys walking up to us.

“I hope we don’t have to fight.” I said quietly, “ ‘cause I ain’t got the energy in it.” I laughed and he chuckled though it ain’t nothing funny about it.

When the five guys came closer and I saw who it was, I cracked a smile. Bank and me both got off the hood of the car and greeted them. They were some guys we met a while back. They were part of a gang called G-Hood; actually the leader of the gang was like a brother to me. We met at a party; we both had trouble with these four guys, over something or another. We end up teaming up taking the four of them down. Been cool with each other ever since, I was even offered a position in the gang, but I ain’t one too care for people like a gang does.

“What up,” I greeted the leader Kenshin.

Kenshin was 5’7”, with red hair and an X scare on his right cheek. He had the same body type as me. This guy was just crazy, not only was he the leader of the most notorious gang in this damn city, but he was part of so many programs that helped the community. It’s like he has double personality, cold and ruthless one minute, then sickening charming and nice the next.

“It’s good to see you Inuyasha, yes it is.” He said and we greeted each other.

“I see you’re in a good mood.” I said leaning back on the car, and nodded a greeting to his people.

“Yes, I am.” He said laughing, “I saw you over here and came to say hello.”

“It’s fucking pitch ass dark, how the hell did you see me? Me and Bank was wondering if we would end of having to fight you, because we ain’t see who you were.” I asked.

“Oh, I knew it was you. Who else has hair as long as you? That’s the first thing Leo noticed, yes it was.” He said. I nodded looking at Leo. Leo was funny as hell.

I handed the Jack Daniel bottle to Kenshin, who took a swing and he in turn handed me a blunt, which I a puff of.

“Where ya’ll headed?” I asked, letting the smoke consume me.

“Juro is having a party back at his place; he said its wild, madd bitches and hoes.” Leo said, taking the bottle from Kenshin.

“Why are you walking?” I asked

Kenshin smiled, “Well it’s not that far, and I refuse to let anyone drink and drive, that I do not.”

“You are so backwards, get in and we’ll take you.”

“How the hell we gonna fit five of us niggas in that damn back seat.” Leo asked me.

“Who the fuck cares, just get your ass in.” Bank said. Since I still had the car keys, I just hopped in the driver’s seat, and pulled the seat up, trying to give the ones in back some room.

“Just hurry the fuck up.” A voice said from the back, after the doors were closed.

I smirked, “Just shut the fuck up.” I responded and pulled out the parking lot, and out of the park.


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I opened my eyes and my headed started pounding, I felt bile rise in my throat, but I swallowed it back down. I sat up and felt dizzy. I struggled to my feet and just as I gained balance I rushed to the bathroom, threw up the toilet and threw up. My head was pounding and my throat hurt.

“Damn, what the fuck happened last night?” I asked myself, leaning against tub. I reached over the tub and turned on the water. I tried to think of the last thing I remember, it was something about work. The whole day was a mush in my head. I wondered if Toga and me had a fight? I threw up again in the toilet, and stood up and shrugged off my clothes. No new bruises so, it wasn’t the bastard, what the fuck was it.

What the hell happened yesterday? What was it so bad that I got so wasted?


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A/n: SOOOO sorry for not updating sooner...I had to deal with broken laptop...getting back to school...and even worse writers block. It's like I'm loosing ideas for this story. Of course I see how I'm going to end it, but the getting there is the process. I had an idea for this chapter but since it was on my laptop before it broke and now it's stuck there it went another way. But I like it. Hopefully the next chapter will be more story wise and get the baby to the point. I promise, so don't hate me.

Discliamer: The only thing I own is storey, all else isn't mine....ecpecially Yashy and Kenshin.

Pleae Read and Review.....flames are welcome.