Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story, all right to the characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi

One

What makes each assassin different is the means in which they eliminate their target. Most opted for a silent kill, with little to no mess, Inuyasha wasn't one of those that did. Unlike most of the agents in the organization, he liked to get his hands a little dirty, and his way of doing things got him into trouble regularly. He knew that he was supposed to remain in the shadows, an unseen predator stalking and killing its prey, but there was no fun in that. The real excitement was in moments like this one, the grin on his face spread, his weapon of choice at the ready. His target was a professional hitman, one whose cruel tactics put him on the list of most dangerous criminals. He would be quite the challenge to eliminate, the fight between them would be exciting and bloody.

"Bankotsu, you were not an easy man to track down, lets hope you make it worth my effort." The hitman merely grinned at the white haired assassin as he gazed at him with piercing eyes, filled with malice. "You have a lot of nerve, showing up here, pig. You have nothing on me though, so you might as well stop wasting my time." How Inuyasha had loved it when his targets mistook him for a cop. "I'm not here to arrest you, I'm here to kill you." The words registered quickly and with no second guessing the thug drew his weapon. The large sword was rather intimidating, but Inuyasha was well aware of how his target fought, so he was not surprised. Steel clashed together in an untimed rhythem, the metallic clang, still music to the hanyou's ears. In one swift movement, the assassin stabbed outward, making contact with flesh, and the smell of blood hung lightly in the air. Fear set in when the deadly hitman realized the seriousness of the white haired man's presence. So he ran and the chase had begun, high speeds and guns, soon enough his adrenaline would be pumping.

The engine roared to life, his hands on the wheel in a firm grip, as he slammed his foot on the gas peddle. It was moments like these that he lived for, the risks and dangers only enhanced the thrill of the chase. He raced down the streets of the city, closing in on the outlaw, while he sent cars careening off the road. He aimed his gun out the window and opened fire, mass panic ensued at the sight of two crazed drivers in a deadly car chase. Inuyasha took aim once more, his new target in the crosshairs, he shot off one more round, and hit the small hatch near the back of Bankotsu's car. The fuel sparked in an instant and an explosion rocked downtown with an ear shattering bang. Smoke billowed from the wreckage and Inuyasha continued down the road at high speeds, as the sounds of sirens wailed in the distance.

Amethyst eyes locked in on the target, the man's face expressionless and somewhat cold, and steady hands held a weapon trained on a woman leaving a shady club. His normal weapon of choice was poison or a simple rope, but he had been unable to get that close to Yura. As deadly as she was, her beauty was undeniable, and men swarmed her at every chance. So he would have to use something with a long range kill zone and he just so happened to be a trained sniper. He peered through the scope as he held his breath, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. A short and rather odd looking man, stumbled after her in an attempt to receive her attention, his hands grabbed at her skirt in desperation. She kicked him off her clothes, just as Miroku took the shot, the rifle sent out a thunderous sound, just mere moments before the woman dropped to the sidewalk.

Crowds gathered around the woman's lifeless and bloodied body, as fear and confusion spread amongst the people. Miroku remained silent, preferring to conceal himself in the shadows. He quickly disassembled his rifle and placed the parts into a black duffle bag. He tossed it over his shoulder swiftly and headed towards his motorcycle. He left the scene without gaining the attention of onlookers and made a hasty escape through alleyways and back roads. Most of the agents would say the best part of the mission is killing their assigned targets, while Miroku preferred the solitary ride back to base while convincing himself that he was killing for the better of mankind. Some may think it's easy to murder the evil in this world, but he felt he walked a thin line between right and wrong, good and evil. Was he no better than his targets?

Inuyasha marched through the doors of the Organizations Headquarters, as all eyes shifted to him with disapproving stares. "INUYASHA! IN MY OFFICE, NOW!" The booming voice belonged to none other than, Sesshomaru, half brother to Inuyasha, and the leader of the Organization AFH. He casually strolled into the opulent office, his hands in his pocket, and a confident smile on is face. "What the hell do you think you're doing causing such a scene downtown? The police are looking for you, the citizens are terrified, and you left behind you a path of destruction. I can't keep cleaning up your messes." The older brother's face was stern and tired, the younger of the two, couldn't be left to his own devices. "I eliminated the target at all costs, he's dead, that's all I was supposed to do. You don't gotta freak out on me all the time, Sessh."

It was fair to admit that Inuyasha did have a one hundred percent kill rate, but he did it in such a sloppy manner. There was only one other agent that could say the same, other than Sesshomaru himself, and he was to be arriving back to headquarters shortly. "I know you took the target out, but so does half of the city. You have to be more tactful, Inuyasha. We are not to be seen and yet you have a bad habit of approaching and talking to your target." Inuyasha scoffed at the remark as he folded his arms over his chest, his stance gave off a slightly defensive vibe. "Where's the fun in that? I like my way of doing things, it's much more exciting, besides, it's not like they live long enough to blow my cover."

Sesshomaru was about to rebuke his little brother's foolish remarks, when the door to his office opened. "You asked to speak with me, sir?" So he had returned, just in time too. Inuyasha was about to learn a lesson he wouldn't like and he knew this young mortal agent had his work cut out for him. "Yes, come in." The violet eyed assassin, stepped into the room, before he took his place beside Inuyasha. "Brother, this is Agent Zero Fifteen, Miroku. He is one of AFH's finest agents, his rate is as high as yours, but without the terrible track record and messy kills." The inu youkai stared at the human in disgust, unimpressed by Sesshomaru's high praises. "So he follows procedure to the letter. Am I supposed to be impressed?"

Miroku remained silent, opting to not take Inuyasha's insults personally, he was well aware of Agent Ninty Nine's track record and temper. "Yes, Inuyasha, you should be impressed. He is an assassin whose abilities surpass your own. There is a lot you could learn from, Miroku. So starting today, you two will be working as partners." Miroku nearly choked on the air he had just drawn in, as he hoped he heard the leader wrong, but it was Inuyasha who spoke out in protest. "WHAT?! Me work with a weak mortal? He couldn't keep up with me if he tried. There is nothing he can teach me!" Violet eyes glared at the white haired agent, his temper growing more ever present, he could remain silent no longer. "Look, I don't like this anymore than you do. You're only going to get in my way and make a spectical of every mission."

Dog ears twiched in aggravation, he couldn't believe the nerve of this human. Inuyasha would show him who would be in whose way, there was no chance this guy could best him in a fight. He threw the first punch, while he made the mistake of underestimating his opponent. Miroku dodged the blow expertly, before he dropped out of sight. Amber eyes moved down seconds too late, his feet were kicked out from under him, and he was sent to the floor. It didn't take long for Inuyasha to have a rope around his neck, that cut off his air supply. "Agent Zero Fifteen, release him." Miroku did as he was told and jumped back to his feet in agile and fluid movements. "Inuyasha, get to your feet. You should never attack an ally." The younger brother complied to the elder, but his deep growls, which rumbled low in his throat, expressed the annoyance and anger he felt.

Miroku's unwillingness to work with the half demon grew more obvious by the second. "You really don't expect me to work with someone who tried to punch me? I don't see this playing out well." Sesshomaru knew his half sibling would not take the news well, but he recognized the need for him to learn from someone he could compete with. The rivalry would be good for him and Miroku was the polar opposite type of assassin from his reckless brother. "It's either work with you or lose his place at AFH. It is entirely up to Inuyasha." Clawed fists slammed down on the desk in front of Sesshomaru, the items upon it's surface shook at the impact. "That's complete bullshit and you know it! If you really want me to show up this mortal so badly, I'll do it. Best him every damn time in the field. You'll see that this was a complete waste of time. Let's get to work...partner." He spit the last word with disdain before he turned on his heels and stormed out of the office. "If I survive this hell, Sesshomaru, I think I'll deserve a raise." Miroku left the room with less spunk than Inuyasha, unsure if he could deal with the inu youkai as a partner.

Inuyasha paced in the hall outside of the office, his footfalls heavy and aimless. "This isn't gonna work for me, Mirono. You're just a weak human mortal, there is nothing you can teach me." Miroku could feel himself getting annoyed with the overly confident inu demon, but chose to walk right past him. "The name's Miroku, get it right dog boy." He knew it was a little immature of him to pick a fight by calling Inuyasha such childish names, but he didn't care. "Who are you calling dog boy?" The white haired assassin took a few steps in the other man's direction, he made sure to invade the personal space of his new partner, in an act of intimidation. "If you don't know, then you're more stupid than I orignally thought. I'm not afraid of you, Inuyasha, and I will not let you intimidate me. Like it or not, we are partners, and you will treat me with respect."

Inuyasha couldn't believe someone had the nerve to stand up to him, his reputation normally had other agents avoiding him. Either this guy was brave or crazy and Inuyasha didn't really want to take the time to find out. "Whatever, Miruko. Just stay out of my way." A phone buzzed as a new message was received, the gadget was pulled from a pocket, and violet eyes scanned the contents of the file. "Fine, I'll stay out of your way as long as you stay out of mine. Just know that all of the missions will be sent to my device and without me, you won't be getting any new targets. Oh, and again, my name is Miroku. Try to remember it this time." A low growl rumbled from Inuyasha's chest, while his temper was bubbling just beneath the surface. "I really don't like you, you're a total asshole." Miroku merely shrugged his shoulders, in an attempt to play off the obvious fight Inuyasha was trying to start. "Are you coming or not?"

Sesshomaru was still able to over hear the two young agents as they bickered in the hall, Miroku had a lot of spunk and had the nerve to stand up to his tempermental little brother. Kagura walked into his tidy office, coffee mug in hand, and placed it before her boss. "Are you sure that was such a good idea? We need to start a poll on who will kill the other first." As amusing as his assistance's idea was, he wasn't in the mood for jokes, he sipped his coffee before he took the time to respond. "If this doesn't work, I don't know what I'm going to do with my brother. I need him to follow our procedures, before someone gets hurt and his reckless behavior is the cause." Kagura merely nodded her head, then made a quiet exit, she would let her boss make his own decisions.

Inuyasha tried to remain where he was, he was stubborn and didn't want to partner up with a weak mortal. Unfortunitly for him, Miroku was also equally as hard headed, and he refused to be pushed around. "You can't just leave me out of the missions, give me your phone, and we'll see who eliminates the target first." Miroku chuckled at Inuyasha's attempt to turn the mission into a competition, he did want to take him up on the offer though, and show him how a real assassin takes down a target, but he knew better. "You can either follow me or go home. Your choice, Inuyasha." Miroku was well aware of how much he was irritating the white haired inu youkai, but he had already come to the conclusion that he would have to stand his ground and deal with Inuyasha's temper.

The ravan haired assassin had made it outside, before Inuyasha had begrudgingly decided to work with the human agent. "Wait up, I'm not going to let you go alone and show me up." Miroku stopped in front of his motorcycle and instantly knew that this would probably become an issue. "We might have to take your car, unless you don't mind sitting on the back." He growled again, for the third time since they were introduced, their partnership was not getting off to a good start. "I am not riding bitch. We'll take my car and I'm driving." One of them had to be compliant if they ever wanted to take down the target and Miroku knew that he would have to give in more often than not. "Alright, if that's what you want. You can drive, if it's that important to you." Inuyasha seemed to relax when given some of the control, he casually strolled toward his car, hands crammed in his pockets, while Miroku reluctantly followed behind. This would certainly be the longest stake out he had ever had to sit through, all he could do was hope Inuyasha would learn what he was supposed to learn, and quickly.