InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Summer Lovin ❯ Chapter 1

Summer Lovin

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Chapter 1

 

 

Inuyasha sighed, throwing his ciggarrett butt out the window and exhaling the gray substance. His mind thinking about how he had landed in this sticky situation.

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CRASH! The black booted foot slowly pulled out of the broken window, unharmed, to be replaced by a black clad arm extending carefully through to unlock the door. With a click and a soft push, said object opened with a light squeak. Removing his arm, Inuyasha slowly crept in, looking for any sign of life. The halls were eerily dark, with only the light of the moon shining through the windows to cast shadows from the lockers to the ground. Even a whisper in this silent place was like a siren going off.

 

“Pst, guys… Come on, no one's in here.” He whispered walking inside, glass crunching under his feet. Two men cautiously followed.

 

“Holy shit,” One commented “Looks different commin `ere at night.”

 

“No shit Sherlock, you think hundreds a kids'll be here at one in the fucking morning on Saturday you retard.” The other scolded loudly.

 

“Hey…Monten?”

 

“Yeah?”

“Shut up.” Hiten clapped his back as he passed him, silently laughing at him. Inuyasha lifted the heavy brown bag out of his coat, taking a large swig of the vile liquor before handing it to the couple following him. He could almost hear it hiss as it slowly retreated to the depths of his stomach, searing his flesh along the way. Smiling he conquered the staircase in a single leap, landing gracefully at the top.

 

“Hurry up!” He called merrily down to the two who stared at him in awe. Hiten followed his lead, along with his brother, both bounding up the stairs, though in several jumps. They all walked along the long hallways, drinking their share of the brandy they had taken from nearby store. This would be great.

 

“Hey, heads up!” Inuyasha called, tossing two cans of spray paint they had also taken over his shoulder. Both boys caught their can, grinning like the devil's right hand men.

 

“Cans up!” Hiten toasted holding up his can. They all clanked them together and set off to do their worst. Inuyasha went to the nearest wall and sprayed the blue contents all over the wall, spelling out `TH SUCKS', adding a few exclamations at the end to emphasize the point. Monten had almost the same idea writing `F U TH' on the opposite wall, while Hiten grafitted their gang name on the wall in scribble, illegible to everyone except the members. Inuyasha went on to the next level as the brothers continued to deface the main hallway. Looking around, he sprayed a few doodles here and there, smirking like it was a game. He hated this school. Nothing good came of this place, ever. Pausing he glared daggers into the glass case of trophies. That face looked at him with such superiority, such arrogance. He took a single step back, smashing the trophy case like that man had his life. A satisfied smiled graced his lips at the broken glass of the photo. Lights flashed against the glass and he ran to the nearby window. Two cops below stepped out of their car, slamming their doors as they walked up to the building.

 

“Shit!” Inuyasha cursed, taking off at demon speed down the hall, skidding to a stop above the staircase. “IT'S THE COPS!” He called down two the two.

 

“Fuck!” Hiten and Monten both scrambled up the stairs dropping their cans to the ground carelessly. They all ran to the roof exit, Hiten slipping a little on a turn. The door made a loud clashing sound as all three bodies impaled on it, not even denting it. Inuyasha jiggled the handles urgently.

 

“Locked!” He groaned, looking around desperate for an escape. “Quick! Out the window!” He called, breaking another piece of glass with his boots and allowing Hiten and Monten to get out first. Inuyasha flung his legs out just as a cop got to their level, shining a light on him.

 

“HEY! GET BACK HERE PUNK!” He called running over. Inuyasha let go of the sill landing on his feet painfully. An unhealthy crack told him he busted something in his leg forcing him to fall back. Hiten and Monten were already cutting across the football field, running as fast as they could.

 

“Fuck!” Inuyasha groaned getting up and running as fast as he could in the other direction to his house, his injured leg slowing his pace. He heard a shot behind him the moment he got a few steps into the street and his body fell limp. Dropping instantaneously, he groaned at the contact of the road. A demon stun bullet, almost like a tranquilizer but it kept the victim conscious. Both cops caught up to him, pinning his arms and cuffing him. Two strong hands on his arms helped him up, escorting him to the car, and laughing at his expense.

 

“You're really in for it now Takahashi.” Inuyasha sighed heavily. He was in deep shit. This was the only thought he could process while he sat down in the oh-so-familiar backseat of a police car.

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Rubbing his forehead and reclining in his seat slightly, he stared at the empty road ahead of him. The highway to hell.

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“Mr. Takahashi.” The older man spoke in a gruff tone. “Well, so nice too see you again so soon.”

 

“Likewise.” Inuyasha called, returning the sarcasm.

 

“Let's see what you did this time, shall we?” The judge flipped through his file, examining it with and increasing frown. “Well, robbery, underage drinking, trespassing, vandalism,” He lowered the papers to see his face. “My my, just getting better and better. It seems like only last week you were apprehended for the first time, and now you're here for your, fifth visit I believe. You know you don't have to break the law just to visit me.”

 

“Sorry Myoga , couldn't help myself.” Inuyasha sighed.

 

“Well,” He sighed. “I guess I have to figure out what to do now since confiscation and fines haven't seemed to work.” Myoga seemingly assessed him frowning. “You're not eighteen yet-“

 

“One month, two days.”

 

“Thank you.” The judge sorted through a couple of papers until one caught his eye. “I guess a little community service wouldn't be that bad.” Looking at it he nodded. “There is a ranch near Yamato, Kanagawa that has sent papers to the court that they are in need of help.”

 

“So, what do I gotta do send `em money or sommin?” Inuyasha asked, shrugging uncaringly.

 

“No, you will stay at that residence for three months. In this time, you will be supplied sufficient study material, and your finals will be taken and sent in by mail. Food, lodging, and a small allowance at the end of each week will also be given to you based on the judgment of Mr. Higurashi, the ranch owner. You will be working there for the whole three months, and by mid June, send in your final exam papers.” With a whack on the small, wooden disk the man stood up. “Court is adjourned.”

 

“Wait judge! What do you mean work there?” Inuyasha asked skeptically.

 

“You will do whatever Mr. Higurashi tells you to do.” He replied, then turned back to the youth. “Oh, and don't think you can just go on vacation for three months and I won't know. I am going to send official papers that will need to be notarized and signed by Mr. Higurashi himself that you have done what you were supposed to. They will expect your arrival by Friday and an official document will be sent to your home via mail with the information by tomorrow.” Inuyasha threw his head back, exhaling.

 

“Fuck!”

 

 

 

 

A/n: First I have no idea if there are ranches in Japan, second, I have no idea what Kanagawa looks like, I just used it because It is the smallest city in Japan, and It would be weird placing it in the US So work with me here. Much Thanks!