InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learn To Trust ❯ What's Fair ( Chapter 23 )

Learn To Trust

 

Chapter 23

 

What's Fair?

 

 

Life is not Fair, get used to it~ Bill Gates

 

 

The funniest thing happened to me today, in school today; well it was funny to me. I was sitting in my tree during lunch when a couple of guys came up to me, calling my name; their name doesn't matter, although one did stick with me.

 

“Inuyasha, can we holla at you for a minute?” Idiot One yelled up to me.

 

“No,” I yelled down at them, without even seeing who they were.

 

“Just for a second, it's about business.” Yelled Idiot Two, I looked down at a group of freshman students who didn't even look fifteen.

 

I was curious at what these bunch of…well idiots wanted. I jumped out of my tree, and landed in front of them before standing up towering over them.

 

“Make it quick, I don't have all damn day.” I said as I leaned on my tree, and folding my arms.

 

Idiot One looked around us, as if he was making sure no one was listening. He looked like the leader of the group, a real shit starter, he had red hair that was up in a pony-tail and he wore a green hoodie. What got me what his green eyes they looked hard and unforgiving, liked he had a bad life. For some reason I felt protective over him, and I HATED that feeling.

“Well…” I asked looking at him.

 

“We were wondering if you could sell to us?” he asked in a low voice. This made me raise an eyebrow, and I wasn't sure if I should laugh or be offended.

 

“What's your name?” I asked him Idiot One.

 

“Shippo…” said the boy trying to stare me down.

 

“Well Shippo, you're going to have to get real fucking specific with me,” I replied although I knew just what they wanted, “or do I have to beat it out of ya?”

 

“Don't be stupid Inuyasha,” Shippo said and I glared at him for that. “Weed, what else?”

 

“We heard you made a business deal wit Miroku yesterday,” Idiot Four replied.

 

“We were wondering if you could sell us four nickel bags for ten.” The third idiot of the group asked me. I looked at him, and then my eyes made it back toward Shipp whose gaze never wavered.

 

“Four for ten,” I asked, wondering if they were trying to jip me even if I didn't have anything to sell them. A fool would want to sell four five ounce bags for ten dollars, that's loosing product. Two were usually the price and if you knew people you could maybe sore tree for ten.

 

“We'd figure we'd tell others who are looking to buy, that even more business for you. You'd be making money in no time. See it as a good business opportunity ” said Idiot Four.

 

“My old man always says you gotta give a little to gain a lot.” Idiot Two added, as if that was going to sway me.

 

“Let me see the money,”

 

“Let me see the weed.” Shippo spoke up. I glared at him before I bopped him on the head. He wailed out and crouched down clutching his injured head.

 

“I won't repeat myself.” I said to the others, Idiot Three quickly pulled out a bunch of ones and I snatched in up without a blink of an eye, and slowly counted it.

 

“Well…” Shippo said, he had regained himself and stood there watching me, as I recounted the ten ones in my hand.

 

“It's all there.” I said and stuffed the money in my pocket, I then beckoned them closer and closer they came. I bent forward a little and they all mimicked me. Gotcha, I thought as I fisted my hand, and in a flash, I hit Idiot's One, Two, Three and Four making sure they really felt my knuckles on their skulls. They all screamed in pain as they fell to the ground clutching their head, knowing they would receive a bump for that later.

 

Shippo was the first to recover; he stood up and came at me baring his fist and teeth.

 

“WHAT WAS THAT FOR?” he screamed at me, although I could see the wetness in his eyes.

 

“For being a fucking idiot,” I replied calmly then pushed the little kid back down. He growled as he tried to sit up but I kneeled down and grabbed his hoodie. “Now listen you fucking little assholes, because I'm going to say this once and only once.” I growled and them, and they all nodded.

 

“One, I don't sell shit, I'm not a fucking drug dealer so lay off. And two; unless you are one hundred percent sure that someone is so called in the business as you put it, never go up to anyone asking for anything. People get killed on the street for a lot less. Hell you could even being asking an undercover, you idiots. Now I know you four idiots have someone who can sell to you because everyone in this city knows someone who either knows someone who sells or do sell. And that's all I'm going to say on it.”

 

“You mean your not going to tell us not to smoke it?” said Idiot Two, on who was true to his name.

 

“You're fucking kidding me right? I don't give a shit about any of you, I sure ass hell ain't you father. Hell I was smoking by the age of ten.” I chuckled standing up again. “Now get lost brats before you find out the real reason I was arrested.” I growled, as I cracked my knuckles.

 

“What about our money?” Shippo asked me, and I smiled cruelly at them, and he understood that I had no intention of giving it back. “That's not fair Inuyasha.”

 

I couldn't help but laugh, “Life's not fair, get used to it kid.” I replied, “Anyway what are you going to do about it? Tell a teacher? What are you going to tell her, Inuyasha stole my money because we tried to buy weed from him and he we found out he doesn't sell it.” I laughed even harder.

 

I ignored them after that as I climbed back into my tree thinking about how many packages of Ramen I can buy with my new ten dollars. However even this couldn't wipe that brat Shippo from my mind, I don't know why, but something told me to keep an eye out for him, and I'm not one to ignore my instincts.

 

 

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AN:: I know it's really short, but I needed to put Shippo in somewhere, he's going to be an important character in the story, because now I can finally say, the story is REALLY getting started, I know it seems like I'm going no where but it all this beating around the bush is about to be worth it in the end. I'm even thinking about breaking the story apart into two parts. If I do, part 2 would be called Learn to Let Go.

 

The advise I give out in the story is true, prices for such items are relatively true.

 

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