Alright. This is a ROLEPLAY that me and someone else is doing. It just was organized in a way that we could have copied and pasted it and it would look like a fan fiction. Since I'm really proud of this RP, I wanted to post it up. Chapters are going to be sort due to stretching for MORE CHAPTERS and plus we're still in the midst of roleplaying in the beginning… ^_^;;

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Ugh. This sucked. He had to go out and buy more rice and food. And plus some of the flooring in his hut need patching up..Oh. And his futon was tearing in two. Also his door was falling off the hinges. Great. Well, since being a hanyou and all, naturally he had to put on his purple cloak and hood and tie back his hair so no one would notice he was a hanyou. Luckily it was a village full of human so they wouldn't be able to smell the stench of a hanyou that he was. He tried to keep his hood as low as he could so no one could see his golden eyes. But the village was full of thieves and idiots, no one suspected him much. He first went off to get a bunch of rice from the food stands of the village. He might as well get some barley too...Oh and some melons... By the time he was finished grocery shopping, he was holding about 20 pounds of food. He always did this, being in the wild, if he ran out of food then he had to hunt. Plus his father sent him some money sometimes so he could survive out there. 'Better then being in that fucking palace, it's so free being alone. No worries, no responsibility…' A dark harsh voice rattled in the air that Inuyasha's ears perked up at.

"COME ON WENCH! GET UP!" The clack of a whip resonated in the air. It lashed across the graceful and delicate skin of a young maiden, one clothes poorly and rather starved. She had long black hair that hung in her face as she fell to the ground on all fours, a lowly dog against the crowd that grew around. her eyes stared dimly at the ground, it's luster the same as her iris'. She stayed there, unmoving, hardly breathing, making no sound... But if you listened closely, you could hear her heart quivering.

Inuyasha scoffed at the act. 'Slaves...peh. None of my business.' He looked at the food hung over his back and decided that he would come back later for supplies to do some patchment on his hut. Right when he was going to take a step forward, the voice rang out again.

"I said, MOVE! Bitch! Do what your master fucking tells you to do? Do you hear me? Are you fucking DEAF wench?!" The big tanned man has a bushy stache that flared up with his angry steam of air coming out of his nostrils.
"You will follow my orders...now...or I won't give you any mercy later...do you understand me?" The man kicked her down. "Get up."

The girl, once more on the ground, clenched her teeth. The slash on her back was bruising quickly; it had been a not-too-serious warning type attack. She heavily picked herself up off the floor, now visibly glaring at the man's feet from the corners of her eyes. She stood, wavered a bit, dizzy as she was, and then in an attempt to escape, made a run for it.. Into the crowd.

"HEY!" The man roared. He growled like a bear in his anger and charged his wide heavy body into the crowd. "GET HER!" He kept on screaming, hoping he would find someone to take a hold of her. 'Luckily she's weak, she won't be able to go on forever!'

Inuyasha started to walk off, ignoring the slave episode he had to witness. I mean, it happened all of the time around there. That was a slave hotspot where anyone could get any slave they wanted for a penny price. 'Dad wanted me to have a slave out here.'

He, of course, refused. He didn't want anything to cramp the way that he was living. Free, no worries, responsibilities, expectations, or people. He could not stand people. All of his life, every person, human, demon, had treated him like crap. They had talked behind his back when he was at the palace, spat at his feet or face when his father did not see. Keh. His father didn't even care. He probably thought since he was born this way, he should take the responsibilities of being this way.

"Hmph!" 'Well fine then, let me have no responsibilities now. Being alone...the best thing that's ever happened to me.' He stopped walking as he heard footsteps coming in his direction. There were a bunch of people where he was at, trying to auction for the slave that were being put up. 'Who's running?'

She was running mad, blindly pushing and shoving through the people, freedom barely within her grasp. She heard shouts and felt hands nearly miss yanking strands of her hair back. She had to get away, up in a tree, out of range, out of view, far from sight. She couldn't let it go on like this. 'A princess was never meant to be treated so doggedly..' she thought venomously to herself, before all thoughts flew from her mind as she crashed into a body. She fell back, holding her head in pain, looking up at the brick she'd mistakenly rammed into. But this was no brick.

A body flew at him, and he stumbled backwards at the sudden and unexpected contact. He almost lost his grip on his huge sacks of food he was carrying. A small melon fell out and crushed on impact on the ground. "HEY! Watch i-" He looked down and saw a bleeding woman on the ground. 'It's that slave...so she decided to run anyways.'

"HEY! Where'd dat bitch get off'ta?" The slave owner called out. Inuyasha peered out through the crowds and saw the man getting closer. 'I should give her back to him,' Inuyasha thought. But when he looked down at the girl, the girl gave him a...look.

The girl, brushing her head, looked up at the man who was not a brick. This hooded figure, shrouded in a large purple cloak.. Who wasn't moving to grab her at all, it struck her as curious. Still, she heard her 'master' yelling to the people, governing them with his commands to continue searching for her. Without any other choice, she dove into the man's cloak and hid beneath him, grasping one of his legs and cowering slightly. She was, however, glad to be out of sight at last. Though, truth be told, it was the strangest of hiding places. 'Please, don't give me away...' she prayed silently, for her voice had been long lost.

He was startled when the woman had suddenly dove in his cloak. "H-hey! What are you...!" She was shaking, grabbing onto one of his legs for dear life. He wouldn't be able to move unless he calmed her down, or tore her away.

"GOD DAMN IT! FIND HER! FIND IT!"

(I should...I have to give her back. I'm not going take responsibility for this girl.) The voices came closer. Closer. His grip on his woven sacks tightened. (Alright, I have to do this.) Closer... She gripped even harder at his leg. He just noticed how small she would have had to be to be under there without being seen clearly. The man was close enough to be practically screaming into his ears. Inuyasha clenched at his jaw, turning his head slightly to see the man, going right past him.

"I KNOW YOU'RE HERE BITCH! You can't run forever!...Heh heh heh!"

(She has to go.) Inuyasha opened his mouth. "Hey." He called out to the man. The man turned around.

"What do YOU want? Can you see I'm busy here!?" Inuyasha pointed down.

"Watch out where you're going." The slave owner looked down where he was pointing. A small melon was crushed and crumbled where the man had went past him. The man just growled and turned around continuing his search. Inuyasha did something that he couldn't believe.