Chapter 1
Inu Yasha was the best secret agent the FBI had to offer. His demon abilities get the job done. He was capable of handling any operation he was on the top of his class and he went on the most important missions. But nothing in his training would prepare him for his next assignment.
"WHAT?!?!" Inu Yasha shouted. He had literally jumped out of his chair and slammed his hands on the desk. His superior looked at him raising an eye brow.
"Is there a problem?" he said calmly.
"WHY WOULD A STUPID LITTLE POP STAR NEED A SECRET AGENT?!" Inu Yasha fumed. "If she needs protection…GET HER SOME BODY GUARDS!" he sat back down muttering to himself.
"Well if you're done." Inu Yasha grunted. "This isn't a regular threat… She's not being attacked by a regular mad fan." He lit a cigar blowing the smoke towards Inu Yasha. "This is Narraku! There is a difference and I would think you of all people would know." He shook his cigar over an ash tray. "You're dismissed. You leave in O-16-00 hours." Inu Yasha got up and saluted him then walked out of the room and back towards his quarters on campus.
Why should he have to baby sit some stupid singer she's probably a slut and she will be partying every night. He wondered why they were punishing him. Is this what he had worked for in his past 10 years in the FBI? He sighed as he packed his stuff and got ready to leave.
When he checked back in his superior told him he would take some new recruit and train him on this mission. Just to add to his wonderful day! Inu Yasha was furious not only would he be protecting some teenage slut he would have to train a new-be too! 'this sucks!' he thought to himself as he was brought to meet with the new-be.
"Name's Miroku" the new-be saluted as Inu Yasha was introduced. Inu Yasha lazily saluted back then looked him over. Miroku was tall and thin. He had dark hair and a neat ponytail then he was wearing a black and purple suit. Inu Yasha briefed him on the assignment in the small room. The agent's eyes swelled up.
"A SINGER?" Inu Yasha nodded. A very nasty smile stretched across Miroku's face. Inu Yasha looked at him suspiciously.
"What are you thinking?"
"Oh come on Inu Yasha! She's probably sexy and she's gunna attend some pretty sick parties! HOW IS THIS NOT THE GREATEST ASSIGNMENT EVER?!" Inu Yasha looked down at his folder bored and responded almost robotically.
"Because I haven't spent 10 years of my life training, just so I could baby-sit some stupid chick!" Miroku smiled and then leaned back in his chair.
"Come on imagin all the action we will get!"
" I don't see any we will just be following some stupid slut around. What's gunna happen? Her nail polish is gunna run out and we will have to run all over the contrey looking for NYC's passion pink?" he flipped the pages of his folder looking for anything useful.
"I ment sex but what ever." Miroku put his feet on the table. Inu Yasha eyed him over the folder, then looked back at the papers. Suddenly a photo caught his eye. A beautiful girl with pale blue eyes black hair and a dazzling smile, her body was perfect. He sat there gawking over the picture he didn't notice Miroku looking at him . Then he leaned over and snatched the folder. Looking at the picture Miroku's eyes widened again.
"DAMN THAT'S HOT" then he looked up. "You know who this is right?"
"No"
"This is Kagome! She's like top of the Charts right now!"
"Yeah and?"
"I'm sorry, did you see this picture?"
"Yeah?"
"WELL?!"
"OH MY GOD MAN!" Miroku slammed the folder down. "You're too wrapped up in your work if you're not excited to work with this piece of fine ass!" Inu Yasha frowned. He didn't want anything to do with her, even if she was "hot".
Inu Yasha and Miroku boarded a jet and made their way to California. She had a house on Beverly hills. When they got off the plane Inu Yasha thanked god that he didn't have to listen to Miroku anymore. The entire time they were on the plane Miroku was flirting shamelessly with the stewardesses. At one point he had walked into the bathroom followed by one and they didn't come out till much later both looking horribly disheveled. But his hopes were crushed as he was reminded that they still had to take a car to her house. They changed out of their suits at the airport, into Black dress pants, black wife beater's and black sunglasses. (they needed to look like body guards.) once they got into the car Inu Yasha yelled at Miroku to shut up about 6 times before he punched him causing Miroku to go unconscious for the next 10 min. Once they arrived they got out of the car and walked up to a huge mansion. Miroku looked up in amazement as they walked up. Inu Yasha ignored it, he just wanted to get out of here. They rang the door bell and waited. A few dogs barked and they heard footsteps then the door opened. Both Inu Yasha and Miroku couldn't keep their mouths shut.
