Authors Note: This just came to me over labor day weekend! All feedback is welcome!


Prescient 31

Chapter One


The quiet beep of the alarm in the apartment was probably imperceptible to anyone else, but it might as well be semi-truck to my sensitive ears. I wasted no time in picking it up and throwing it into the wall.

"Fuck", I whisper into my empty bedroom.

I'm tired as shit and I feel like I just laid down. According to the now smashed clock, I basically did. It's 6:03am, which means I just went to sleep two hours ago.

Even I needed to sleep occasionally, and I hadn't gotten any rest in almost two weeks. Just four hours would do me magic, but even getting that was a tall order these days.

I shrug off my blanket and stand up, determined to get away from my bed before I somehow found my way back in it.

I walk to my window and pull back my black-out curtains to see the sun starting to creep up into the sky.

I open the sill and let the cool fall breeze enter my apartment. I live in a nice two-bedroom with tan walls and minimal furniture.

My bed is a king size and I have a small nightstand where I keep my alarm and my gun. There are no decorations, no paintings, and no colors besides the red comforter adorning my bed.

My place is like me, bare and plain. The living room has a giant sectional, because that's where I sleep most of the time, and a coffee table.

I have a 60 inch TV to keep up on the news and the kitchen is sad and pathetic except for the freezer which filled to the brim with ready-made meals. That may be pathetic in itself. The cabinets are stocked with a lifetime supply of ramen, which I eat at least three times a day.

I'm never home and when I am I need quick food and fast sleep.

The fresh air is good for me, as I'll take anything to help wake me up. I took a shower last night, thank god, so I go to my small closet and pull out a clean uniform. The uniform from last night had to be thrown away. It had blood stains and rips that couldn't be mended.

My closet is 85% uniforms and 15% workout clothing, which also double as sleep clothing when I have the strength to get dressed at night. Usually I just stumbled in, strip, and pass out on the couch. Sometimes, if I'm lucky, I makee it to my bed.

I caught my reflection in the mirror as I finished buckling the belt on my pants. I notice how despite my exhaustion I look fully rested. That was due to my demon blood. It's also the reason why I'm not the walking dead despite having on a total of maybe ten hours of sleep this month, and that's including today's little nap.

I pull on my shirt and pull my ridiculously long silver hair into a bun on top of my head.

It's usually not so bad, usually my schedule is bearable, but there was a rapist on the loose and nothing turns my stomach like a perverse creep.

And the worse part was he was a demon, so he didn't sleep so he had more time to leave more victims in his wake. He was good too, he had some invisibility powers, so even with my nose it took us almost three weeks to track him down.

Today we're having a press conference and were doing some of the last preliminary work to prepare for his transfer, so I would only be downtown for a few hours and then I was off for the next four days.

It was a 'reward for my hard work' according to Cap. That just meant he needed time to fix my screwups. I caught the bastard but broke about every rule in the process. Whatever. As long as the job gets done I say.

Looking semi-descent I made sure I had my holster and did a unconscious grab of my gun just to be sure. With everything in place I make my way out to my SUV turned police truck and headed to the prescient.


"Tashio, my office, NOW", the captain bellows across the office as soon as I walk in. I wasn't even fully in my seat when he called me.

Besides my computer my desk is a twin to my apartment, empty and boring. There are no photos and no awards, despite the numerous ones I've received. Their all in boxes underneath my desk.

My cubical is in the far side of the office in the corner away from everyone else. I was placed here because I'm so 'unfriendly' as the others say. That's fine by me, I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to do my job.

"Fuck", I say to myself, as no one is around me. I don't feel like dealing with anyone today, least of all Cap. I'm on edge due to being tired and I can't be held liable for my mouth.

As I get up I notice a few stares, but no one is really phased since I'm in the office at least every other day for one fuck-up or another. I don't recall mishandling or abusing anyone in custody, recently, so I'm at a loss for the reason behind this particular field trip.

I shut the door as I enter the office and sit down in a huff in front of Captain Totosai. He's going through a folder when I walk in.

"$19,012.36 in damages, two totaled squad cars", welp I knew this was coming, "three wounded officers, including yourself, a battered suspect, a lawyer screaming mis-treatment of his client, two calls from the mayor's office, and a tongue lashing from that annoying Bonnie from Human-Demon Interpersonal Committee."

When he finishes I cross my arms and look out the window not quite sure what he wants me to say. I caught him, didn't I?

"I caught him, didn't I?" I ask in my defense.

Totosai just lets out a long sigh and closes the folder and puts his hands over his eyes, like he wishes I would just disappear. I think he really does.

"But it came with a lot of mess I have to clean up."

"A rapist is off the street. That's worth the so-called mess." I quickly say back in a hushed voice, feeling my anger rise. Ungrateful as ever.

"Don't smart off to me boy" I close my mouth since the last thing I want is another suspension, not when I was doing so well. Three months strong with no infractions.

Well, that rap sheet he just read off is one big infraction, but Totosai usually gets me off the hook. I never know how he does it, he just does.

"Since you did get a rapist off the street, I was able to talk them down from calling for your suspension." Good.

But", not good "this time I couldn't get you totally off the hook."

I sit up when I hear that. I've never not gotten off the hook

"The D.H.I wants some real consequences this time since it isn't your first offense." More like 1000th.

"They think your problem is your missing the human element of being a cop."

"Ugh hello", I gesture to myself, "I'm half human", I say with a deadpan look.

"But to them your all demon. So, to placate them I had to make some promises."

I have a bad feeling about these promises.

"I agreed to a temporary liaison who will be assisting you on your cases."

I haven't moved that fast in a long time, and I'm standing up above him before my mind registers.

"Assit? You mean babysit? Fuck no. I don't do partners."

Totosai doesn't blink an eye, use to my antics.

"This is non-negotiable Inuyasha. It's this, or a permanents suspension. You really irked them downtown this time."

My shoulders go up and down and I start seeing red, which means I'm about to lose my shit. I need to get out of here. Without further word I turn around and ball up my fists.

"They'll be here today". I hear Cap throw over my shoulder as I yank the door open and storm up.

I bypass my desk and head straight to the stairs. I take the five flights down and take the back exit door to the surrounding field.

Since demons have a lot of energy to expand the extra acres in the back of the property was converted into a training area and a giant track for us to exercise.

I'm fucking pissed. I need to get away and calm down before I do something stupid, like say to hell with it and just turn in my badge now and be done with it.

I kick off my shoes and in one bound jump into the trees. I need a long run to bring me back down and off the murderous rampage I feel myself going on. It's going to be a long day.


Thirty minutes later and I land in a crouch where I began. My shoes are right where I left them, and I slip them on. I'm still raving mad, but at least now I won't tear anyone apart that tries to speak to me. Well, maybe not.

When I get to my desk I see our resident doctor there waiting for me.

"Inuyasha, you look pleasant as always", she says in a sarcastic voice.

"What do you want Kikyo, I'm not in the mood."

She was tall for a woman with hair even longer than mine. It was straight and black and always in a high strictly business ponytail. Many men in the office, both human and demon, were attracted to her.

When she walked into any room I could smell it on them, but she never gave them the time of day. Probably obsessed with her career. And with annoying me of course.

"Your never in the mood Inuyasha" As Kikyo goes into her usual rant about me not going to the doctor I zone out and start thinking about today's conference. I don't know why they need me there but It's in two hours. After that I can leave. I look up and noticed she's still standing there.

"I'm not leaving till you get checked", she says with an expressionless face as she sits on the edge of my desk and crosses her thin legs. She's always in skirts and high heels.

I don't know why I notice that. It must be the man in me.

"This is pointless, I'm already healed". I tell her hoping she will leave.

"So then it'll be a quick trip." She smiles at her logic.

"Ughhhhhh", I let out a long groan and get up and start walking towards the stairs. We take them up into her office on the top floor.

Prescint 31 was one of the few integrated units in the country. We had demon and human cops and we took out both types of criminals without prejudice.

We were also the best at what we did, evident but our top of the line facilities. Most units are only two floors with a basement for temporary holding criminals and evidence.

We had six floors including our own medical wing, a morgue, a gym, and a place to rest for work-a-holics, not like myself.

I could get to Kikyo's office in my sleep as many times as I've been here so I just go straight into her main examination room. She follows behind and closes the door.

There are two other nurses there when I enter that are looking over what I assume is my chart. It must be mine because it's way thicker than a normal patients. They stop talking when I walk in. One is human, the other is a crow demon.

I don't even sit. I just rip my shirt off so we can get this over with.

Kikyo rolls her eyes at my display and snaps on some gloves and begins inspecting me abdominal area. Years on the force had made my muscles well defined, and my abs were tight and strong.

No one said anything, but I could smell the other nurses arousal as they stared at me with hungry eyes.

Nobody's want was stronger then Kikyo's, and I watched her as she examined me, wondering what she was thinking.

She pretended like she couldn't stand me most of the time and that it was only business, but she wanted me, she just wouldn't admit it.

"Write down hemorrhaging under the rib cage. Third rib down." I roll my eyes. Of course there was humoring, I was ran through with a pole not even 24 hours ago.

I was purple and blue in the area, but it was just fresh scar tissue now. Nothing to complain about.

She promised me she would be checking on my ribs tomorrow. I told her good luck finding me. After a few more minutes I put on my shirt and left the office, not even sparing them a goodbye.

I got to my desk, finally, and sat down and started my computer up already looking into my next case.

A thief was on the loose. This would normally be below me but this thief had a particular interest, he stole souls. It seems he was only active in the last –

"Hi", I almost jumped in surprise at the female who was leaning on my glass divider staring down at me.

"What the fuck?" I say unintelligibly, still in shock as to how she got that close to me without me knowing. No one sneaked up on me, EVER. With my spot-on nose and my acute hearing, it was impossible. In all my years on the force I had never been surprised, so how had she managed to do it?

"Hi, I'm Kagome." She's smiling at me so big she's showing her perfect white teeth.

"Do I look like I fucking care?" I tell her rudely, and her smile slips just a fraction. It doesn't stop her questions though.

"What's your name?", she asks me, big brown eyes staring at me, going back and fourth from my face to the top of my head, to my ears.

I hate when people stare at my ears.

Is she fucking serious with these questions. What part of my demeanor seemed friendly do her? She—, I suddenly get a whiff of her, and I'm floored. I sniff again and a scent hits me that I had never experienced before, and it was coming from this small girl in front of me.

She just stood three staring at me as I stared at her with my nose and ears twitching. Her scent smelled so good, unfathomably so. I almost couldn't make out the other scents in the office, like I was drawn to hers. Who is this girl?

"Your Inuyasha right?" I don't say anything because I'm still stunned at how strong this girls scent is to me. The vanilla and cinnamon scent is swirling around me. And on top of it being too strong, it smells too good. Like it was edible.

"Inuyasha?" At that I stand up so fast that my chair topples back. She takes a step back in surprise, and I can hear her heart thundering in her chest. I'm towering over her small frame.

"Get the fuck out of here, I don't want anything your selling." I needed to get rid of her. Her scent was suffocating me.

I can hear her heart pounding even faster, but I don't care. I needed her gone.

"I can't leave", she's whispering now, her chipper voice from earlier having died down. Even though her voice is low to me if sounds as if she's shouting.

"What do you mean you can't leave, I'll show you the way", and I point at the exit to drive my point home.

"No, I mean I can't leave", she extends her hand out to me and I notice how small it is, "I'm Higurashi, your new partner".

She might as well have punched me In the gut with the stupid look I had on my face.

No.

Fucking.

Way.

One second I was standing on front of her and the next I was barreling down the hall on a war path to Totosai's office.

All the other employee were jumping out of my path and changing their course when they saw me, afraid for their safety.

That was smart, because I may gut them if they impede my progress in any way.

They were all too familiar with what happens when I'm in a bad mood. This girl would not be my partner. I'd rather turn in my badge now. I didn't even want a partner and they send me a fucking girl scout. She looked like she couldn't even hold a gun.

No. No way.

There's no way I'm going out there risking it all with that walking distraction attached to me.

No way in hell.


Thanks for Reading!

- V.L