InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Struggle ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

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Struggle



By: Vapid Breath

Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha or any other anime.



After class Inuyasha made sure not to run into Kouga. What would he say? What would he do? What would Kouga say? Would he be mad? To many questions and not enough answers.

Walking out the school's door Inuyasha spotted Miroku leaning against a nearby rail. No doubt waiting for him. They always walked home together.

"What, may I ask, took you so long?" His friend asked in that calm voice of his. 'Freaky. Does he ever get mad?' Inuyasha thought with a mental chuckle.

"I...Well...Kouga..." He didn't know how to word it. What would Miroku think?

"No need to explain. Kouga is enough said. You can tell me about it another time." 'Damn that Miroku always making things so simple.'



They walked home talking about school and their plans for this weekend. Miroku and Inuyasha planned to go to the movies Saturday. They agreed Inuyasha would tell him about the Kouga incident later on today after they both finished their homework.


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***Inuyasha's POV***


When I got home I dumped my book bag on the floor and kicked of my shoes. I slumped down on the couch and grabbed the remote. Nothing like good o'l television to clear the mind.

Hours went by and I found myself dozing off. I turned to cartoon network since I could never sleep unless it was on that channel. I closed my eyes and let sleep overtake me.

No sooner did I doze off did I hear someone opening the door. I was to drowsy to get up so I just kept my eyes closed. Not for long though. They quickly snapped open when I was slapped hard across my face.

"Is this all you can do? Sleep and watch television. You are not worthy to be my son." My father ranted. All I did was fall asleep. I was just so tired. Now here comes the 'Why couldn't you be like your brother' speech.

"Why couldn't you be more like your brother? Sessho never lounged around like you. He always listened and did as he was told. He was a great kid. He deserved to be my son. It's your fault he left, you know. You always have to be a little brat and ruin all the good things in life."

As always he ended the speech with me on the ground clutching my already bruising stomach. Then he left. Just like that. Right out the door. Probably looking for some whore to punish.

He always did that. He wouldn't be home until tomorrow evening. To punish and leave me again. It was the same routine. Day after fucking day.

Around six I started up a pot or Ramón (I don't know if that's what it's called). I love those noodles. After turning the stove down a little I went back to the living room. I once again grabbed the remote and began watching some television animes.

I heard the phone ring in my room and quickly walked to answer it.

"Hello." I could hear a television on in the background. It sounded like some cartoon or anime.

"Can I speak to Inuyasha?" That voice sounds familiar. Deep and slightly husky. As if it were promising you something exciting with each word. He new that voice.

"This is him."

"Look, Mutt, you've go some serious explaining to do! Why don't you tell me what happened in the library!" He sounds angry. He didn't stop me. Wait a minute...

"How did you get this number?"

"I have my ways now answer the question, Dog."

"I am not a dog! I don't know what you're talkin' 'bout." How could I forget?

"I don't have time for this, Inu. Meet me outside the school in an hour. You' d better be there." I can't believe he just hung up. I can't even believe he called in the first place. Should I go?


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