InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learning Life the Hard Way ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: The genius behind Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi who without I would not have such delightful characters to play with.

A man sitting in the office of his penthouse suite pondered the way the world had built up around him. He was trying to ignore the flashing screen of his computer monitor. His penthouse is located in the tallest building of all of Tokyo. Looking out the wall of windows he absently ran his fingers over his tie tack and the stone in it. The stone looked
like an ordinary onyx stone, but in truth is was much more valuable, most could only afford one stone, if even that, but he had the tie tack, a pair of cuff links and pendant necklace with the rare stones in them. Most people saw him as an ordinary Japanese man, except that he had long black hair and eyes so light brown that they appeared gold at times. He was one of the most powerful and wealthiest men in Japan, probably the
whole world. They believed his family was also one of the oldest in Japan. His appearance led people to believe that he was only 25 possibly 33 at the oldest.

He snorted a sound that was most uncommon for him.

What would they think if they knew the truth? That he was really over 800 years old. He had quit counting long ago and only counted the centuries now. If it wasn't for the stone in his tie tack - the fuyouheki they would sense his true self, his fuyouheki like others that had them also contained a concealment spell. Concealment spells were useful in hiding the appearance, though sometimes they could be seen through. But fuyouheki hides the wear's youkai so someone with spiritual or demonic powers couldn't sense them. Without both of things together what would be seen was a demon or youkai with long silver hair that fell to his knees, amber eyes, pointed ears, claws and fangs. They would also see the demonic marks that adorned his body. There was crescent moon that marked him as a poison bearer, and the magenta stripes that graced his cheeks, wrists, hips, and ankles. And the ones that could sense youkai would sense a very powerful one, one that they didn't want to mess with, as long as the fuyouheki within fifty or so feet of him they wouldn't sense anything. But once taken off is body his true image was shown.

Things were getting ready to come full circle. Looking over at the picture of his wife and children he was happy after 500 years his family was going to be back together again, then opening his desk drawer he pulled out a second picture of his family. Though this one was without the concealment spell, he was looking forward to another being taken this time with his brother in it. What a surprise it was going to be to some that he felt that way. Memories of more than 800 years past started to surface.

A/N: First fanfiction, written without a beta, and going very slow.