Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Pain

He woke up the next morning, jumped in the shower, got dressed and headed to the nearest Sit and Sleep.

He walked in the store, passed every employee, didn’t speak to anyone, and walked straight to the mattresses. He was checking out a nice sleep number cal king when the sales girl walked up.

She was young, pretty, and her name tag said “Kagome”, but he didn’t care. He was tired of women, tired of their games, tired of their deceit, of their trickery.

By the time that Kagome arrived, Inuyasha had already picked out the set he wanted, thanked her for attempting to help, and went to pay. After paying, he loaded the bed into his truck and drove off.

When he got home, he unloaded the bed and took it in the house. Once it got upstairs, he glanced at the radio and shook his had, vowing to never turn it on again for fear of another depressing song. So, he decides to set up and make the bed in silence.

More than 2 weeks have past and Inuyasha has yet to actually sleep in his brand new bed. He would come home from work, go into the living room and immediately start drinking. Today was nothing different; he left work, drove home, got into the house and started drinking. Depression was hitting him harder than ever expected. And it didn’t take much for the liquor to affect him anymore. Without even thinking, he got up and turned on the radio. Turning to sit back down he quickly realized it was a mistake because as soon as his ass hit the cushions, he heard “Pain” by Three Days Grace.


Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand


H sat down and let the lyrics soak in and suddenly found himself agreeing with the lyrics. He looked over the fireplace on the mantle and stares at the swords that he inherited so many years ago. First the Tetsaiga, the fang left for him by his father that served him well in hundreds of battles.

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand


Next blade inherited was the Sounga, he didn’t really inherit it, it feel into his possession. It was his father’s and only a strong demon could control it. So with the help of his brother, the strong essence on the sword was contained. It was kept at Sesshomaru’s castle and when he died he got it along with Tensaiga and Tokajin. Tensaiga, now that was a sword he hated. The fang of life, and he couldn’t even save his life with it, it was too late. His soul wasgone too long, still he tried until Rin took the sword from him and told him that it was ok to give up. As long as Sesshomaru was alive, he wasn’t alone, he had family. But that damned sword couldn’t even bring back it’s master. Finally there is Tokajin, Sesshy’s pride and joy, he hated it, cause he couldn’t even defend himself properly with it.


Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
Rather feel pain

I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you're wounded
You know (You know you know you know you know)
That I'm here to save you
You know (You know you know you know you know)
I'm always here for you
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you'll thank me later


Sitting there staring at the swords displayed so nicely, he started contemplating throwing himself on one of the three blades that could actually kill. At this point in his long life, he’s devastated. No family, no mate, no one to trust. His death wouldn’t mean anything to anyone. As he got up and crossed the room, he picks up Tokajin, thinking about all the times his brother threatened to kill him with the very blade he was considering taking his life with. Running his finger over it to test the sharpness, he cuts it. As the blood flows freely, it ignites his senses; it’s been so long since he’s bled. Maybe tonight will be the last time.


Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain