Only You

Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi

Summary- One is a half-demon delinquent and the other is a promiscuous girl with spiritual powers. At Shikon High School, these two outcasts find solace in each other after a seemingly chance meeting.

Ch. 1- The Delinquent

It was Tuesday, March 24th. 8:30 AM. Shikon High School in Tokyo, Japan. As the students were beginning to head to their morning classes...an unsettling development had taken place.

In the infirmary...at least 4 students, all of them male, were lying in cots, and several more were lined up outside. They all looked like they had seen better days. Some were covered in bruises, others had broken arms, dangling out of their sockets, and a lot of them either had bloody noses or lips. They groaned as they all waited for the nurse, Kaede, to call them in, while some of the students walked by, watching them worriedly.

"Sheesh," muttered one of the male bystanders. "Looks like Nurse Kaede's got her work cut out for her."

"I'll say," whispered a female student, a girl with bobbed dark brown hair that was tied up in a ponytail. "What happened to them?"

"What do you think happened?" asked another student. "It was obviously the work of the delinquent dog."

"Delinquent...dog?" repeated the girl. "I don't understand."

"He's talking about Inuyasha Taisho," the other male student answered. "He's a second-year student, here...and man, he sure is one mean guy."

"I'm kind of new here," said the girl. "What's he like?"

"He's a half-demon with a bad temper, that's what," said one of the injured students. "He's crazy strong, too. Took him 10 seconds to beat us all up!"

"Aww, how sweet. You're talkin' about me."

The students in the hallway all gasped upon hearing that voice. They whipped around...and there he was. A teenage boy, no older than 17 years, his lips pulled up in a smirk to show sharp, glinting fangs. He wore the typical Shikon High uniform: a dark blue jacket and pants with a white undershirt. However, while most male students were required to keep their jackets buttoned up, this one chose to keep his jacket unbuttoned. He had a towering figure with his fists shoved down his pockets and a look in his golden yellow eyes that said "You mess with me and I fucking kill you". His most unique features of all, however, had to be his silvery-white hair that was down to his waist, part of it tied back with a red hairband, and a pair of triangular ears at the top of his head.

"Oh, god, it's him...!" whispered one of the injured students.

"Yeah, it's me," said Inuyasha Taisho as he walked by. "That was a nice little warmup I had, this morning." He then stretched his arms and rolled his shoulders, causing them to pop. "Although...I gotta say...you guys are starting to bore me, just a little. If you guys were gonna come and pick a fight, you could have at least put a little more effort into it...but what do I expect from a bunch of puny humans?"

"What are you talking about?!" asked a student with dark green skin and horns sticking out of the top of his head, his right eye swollen shut. "I'm a demon, and you still hit me!"

"You're damn right, I did," Inuyasha growled as he got up in his face, causing him to yelp and flinch. "You want me to do it, again?"

"N-n-no...!" the demon student whimpered.

"That's what I thought," said Inuyasha as he walked on. "Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta take a piss."

"...Wow," whispered the girl student. "He really is mean."

"Told you," her fellow classmates said.

To clarify, the students here at Shikon High School are separated into different classes. There are human students and there are demon students. The human student body outnumbered the demon student body ten-to-one, here. Most high schools didn't even allow demonic students in their building, but Shikon High was an exception.

And then there were the half-demons. Those were very rare, these days. In fact, Shikon High only had 4 half-demon students: Jinenji, born to a human mother and horse demon father, Shiori, a first-year student that was born to a human mother and a bat demon father, Izumo...who was actually a bit of a mystery, since he mostly stayed in his dorm, alone, and finally, Inuyasha, who was born of a human mother and dog demon father.

Now, as the students from earlier had described, Inuyasha was a second-year student, here at Shikon High with a reputation of being a brute. He was very brash with a nasty temper and he always got into fights with the students, any chance he got. Usually, the students would gang up on him, thinking they could overwhelm him with superior numbers. However, just as they had said, Inuyasha was also incredibly strong. Even pureblooded demon students couldn't overpower him, despite him being a half-demon.

Because of his seeming inability to get along with others, most of the student body avoided him...except one.

As Inuyasha stood in front of one of the urinals in the men's restroom, sighing with relief as he unzipped his fly and let nature run its course, someone soon came and joined him.

"Well, that was quite a performance this morning."

This came from a young man, also 17 years, with short black hair that was tied up in a ponytail and golden earrings, two on the left ear and one on the right.

"10 seconds," he said as he stood at the urinal to Inuyasha's left. "A new record. Very impressive."

"Shut the fuck up, Miroku," Inuyasha cursed as he finished taking his leak and zipped up his pants.

"Just a joke," said Miroku Tatsuya, a second-year student and Inuyasha's dorm-mate, as well as his best friend since their middle school years. "You know I didn't mean any harm."

"Yeah, whatever," Inuyasha muttered. "What do you want?"

"I was hoping you could help me with something," said Miroku as he finished his business.

"Something like what?" Inuyasha asked.

"Well...it's a bit complicated," Miroku said. "You see...something of mine got confiscated, earlier."

"Lemme guess," Inuyasha began, "your dirty magazines?"

"Don't be ridiculous!" Miroku argued. "I'd never bring something so lewd to school."

A pause.

"...It was a dirty movie."

"Fuck, Miroku...!" Inuyasha groaned.

"Look, it's not even mine," Miroku said. "I borrowed it from a friend and I promised him I'd return it to him tomorrow."

"So wait until tomorrow to get it," said Inuyasha.

"You don't understand," Miroku said. "It's locked up in the janitor's tool shed and...well...you know that he's not around at night, so..."

"...You need me to help you break into his shed so you can get your dirty movie?" Inuyasha asked.

"Exactly," Miroku replied. "You don't need to break into the shed for me. Just stand outside and keep watch while I get it."

"...Fine," Inuyasha grumbled, "but if we get caught, you owe me big!"

"Will you settle for a buy one, get one free coupon to your favorite ramen place?" asked Miroku. "And this time, it's not expired, I promise you."

"...Deal," said Inuyasha.

"Great!" Miroku exclaimed. "You see? I can be reasonable. Thanks."

"Whatever," Inuyasha muttered as he walked out of the bathroom.

Despite how he talked, Miroku was actually the one person that made being at school bearable for Inuyasha, and Miroku knew that Inuyasha didn't really mean anything behind talking to him that way. After all, unlike most of the students here...Miroku knew of a hidden side to his half-demon friend, one that he had known since the day the met.

It all started when Miroku was in the 7th grade. His family had moved from Hokkaido to Tokyo when he was 14. He was out talking to some of his new friends, trying to adjust to his new life in Tokyo, when he saw some boys beating up on one of the students: a boy that was his age, if not just a few months older than Miroku, with silver-tinted hair and dog ears. At first, he thought it wasn't his business. After all, why should he get involved in a fight that he knew nothing about?

It was when Miroku saw why the boy was getting beaten up that he stepped in and stopped the fighting.

The reason behind the violence? Inuyasha was simply trying to put a baby bird back in its nest. Sadly, in the scuffle, the bird was stomped on by one of the cruel students.

In fact...the reason why he got into a fight this morning was for a similar reason. Inuyasha didn't seem to know it at the time, but Miroku was watching him, just like when he first met him. The half-demon had arrived late, as per usual, and brought out a can of cat food. After making little kissing noises, Miroku saw a tiny tortoiseshell kitten scurrying up to Inuyasha, mewling and clawing at his tennis shoes as the half-demon popped open the can and set it down for the kitten to eat.

The students that were now in the infirmary soon ambushed him, taunting him with insults, but they didn't faze him at all. However, when one student attempted to attack the helpless kitten, that's when Inuyasha lashed out. Thankfully, the kitten was safe and continued to enjoy its meal.

Miroku was the only one who knew of Inuyasha's affinity for small animals. He knew that his best friend had been caring for the kitten for about 2 weeks, now. He had to admit, even to this day, it still surprised him that Inuyasha had a softer, more gentle side...but in a way, it also assured him.

Even if Inuyasha was a half-demon...he was no monster.

XXX

7:56 pm.

Inuyasha and Miroku stood outside on the school campus, in front of the janitor's tool shed, the latter trying to pick the lock on the door. It was almost curfew and it would be time for the supervisor of the boys' dorm to make his rounds. The last thing these two needed was to be chewed out.

"Got it!" Miroku declared as the lock clicked and he opened the door.

"Don't take too long in there, got that?" asked Inuyasha, his arms crossed.

"I'll find it as quick as possible," Miroku answered. "Let me know if somebody's coming."

"Yeah, yeah," Inuyasha replied, "just hurry the fuck up, will ya?"

Miroku nodded before he hurried inside the shed while Inuyasha leaned against the door, keeping an eye out. His ears twitched now and then at the sound of Miroku shuffling about, muttering curses when it sounded like he dropped something, but other than that, it didn't sound like he found what he was looking for, yet. Inuyasha yawned, boredom and fatigue beginning to set in, and scratched his chest with his claws.

It was when he attempted to inhale through his nose...that's when he picked up a peculiar scent.

He took a few whiffs of the air. It smelled like...strawberries, vanilla, and fresh cut flowers...and something else, too. He couldn't quite place it, though. All he knew was that it was nearby.

As he scanned the campus, his eyes glowing in the dark...and that's when he spotted it: a shadowy figure, standing across the way. Whoever it was, it didn't look like they noticed him, yet.

'Who is that?' he thought as he took in the figure's scent, again. '...A girl?'

At that moment, the figure turned around, and Inuyasha heard a small gasp coming from her. Inuyasha stood up straight while the figure took one step back.

That did it.

Without a single warning, his instincts took over. He found himself running toward the figure, who turned around and attempted to run away...but she didn't get far. He grabbed her, his arms wrapping around her small frame. He covered her mouth with his right hand while holding her against his body with his left arm.

In Inuyasha's arms...was a girl with black hair and brown eyes, wearing a dark blue jacket and a black skirt around her waist. Her eyes were wide with terror, and he could hear her heartbeat pounding inside her chest. She let out muffled cries, struggling against the half-demon who put his lips to her ear.

"Don't move," he whispered, causing her to tense up. "Don't even scream. If you do...I'll have to kill you."

The girl whimpered...tears beginning to prick the corners of her eyes.

Oh, dear.

So, sorry if it seems like Inuyasha is a little OOC. Hope you enjoy it, anyway!

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