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Letters of Death

Chapter One: Body Guard

InuYasha slammed his coffee back down, onto his desk and fiddled with his police bade. Today had been pretty dull and uneventful. No robberies, murders, speeding… Nothin'. Ah well, he'd still be getting paid for doing nothing. He took his badge off of his shirt, and tossed it back and forth with his hands. Letting out a quick sigh, he pinned it back onto its rightful spot.

InuYasha tossed a glance over to Miroku and rolled his eyes. The idiot was on his computer… Looking at… Something. He probably didn't want to know what sick, perverted things were being viewed on his computer. "Hey Miroku! Can't you do that when we're not working?"

Miroku looked up from the computer screen and sent InuYasha a look of confusion. "What'dya mean? I'm just looking at files for different cases."

"Oh…" Was Miroku as bored as InuYasha? Usually he'd be searching for different porn sites. Not actually be working. But hell, days like this made everyone a bit crazy.

InuYasha scowled up at the clock. '30 minutes until we can leave this hell hole.'

'29.'

'28…'

"InuYasha, the boss wants you." Well, maybe he'd get something to do for the remaining time at work.

He stared over to Rin, not really catching what she'd said. InuYasha had been too busy focusing on the clock to notice anything that was going on around him. If a bomb had exploded right there in the station, he wouldn't have realized it. "Er. What?"

"The- Boss- Wants- To- See- You- In- His- Off- Ice," Rin said, sounding it out, like she was speaking to a retard.

"Oh- Kay." He gave her a quick glare, before standing up from his chair and making his way to his boss' office. InuYasha jerked the door open, a bit ticked off that he couldn't spend his remaining work time staring off into space. "What the he-… Yeah, Mr. Shikon? You wanted me?"

His boss brushed the first thing InuYasha had said, aside. One of the main reasons he had been hired in the first place was because, how mean he was. Mr. Shikon knew that InuYasha wouldn't be the time to hold pity for one of the people he'd be arresting.

"Yes. I, uh, have something a bit 'different' for you to do…"

InuYasha grinded his teeth together, hoping this 'different' thing wouldn't take too much of his time. "Yeah…? What?"

"Well… I know we don't usually have cops become body guards for anyone, but… This time is different. The person who needs a body guard has convinced us with… Large sums of money? And well, you're probably one of our best officers so you're going to be the body guard for this young woman. Got it?"

InuYasha restrained himself from groaning. Well, the first hope of it not taking long had been crushed into tiny pieces. This would probably take a century. But, only one way to find out. "How long'll I have to do this?"

His boss shuffled threw some files, before looking up at InuYasha, a bit confused also. "Well… We're not really sure. She… She's been receiving threatening letters, and you and that one friend of yours- What's his name? Miroku. Yeah, him- Are going to be trying to figure out whom they're from. So once you do, you track him down, arrest the guy –or girl-, and he'll be thrown in jail. So basically until you find the guy, you're going to be watching over her. You and Miroku will be taking shifts doing it. Miroku at day, you at night. Oh, and one more thing. You refuse to do this and you're fired."

InuYasha rolled his eyes at the last comment, searching for a come back. "Tch. How could I LIVE without my 6 dollars an hour? Ohhh, damn! I better do this then."

Mr. Shikon ignored the sarcasm in his voice and smiled. "Good. Here's some information on the girl you'll be 'guarding'. You start tomorrow. Oh, and before you leave, tell Miroku to come in here, so I can explain some of the things to him also."

"Feh, whatever."

It's not that InuYasha didn't like his job; it's just that he couldn't stand his boss. His boss was nice and all, but he was a moron! He let everything pass, and ignored insults. That got pretty annoying at times. But still, his ignorance also saved InuYasha from being fired sometimes, so there wasn't much to be complaining about.

InuYasha walked over to Miroku, and let an irritated laugh pass his lips. "Keh, files my ass! You're looking at porn!"

Miroku hugged his computer screen, not wanting him to see anymore. "No I'm not! It's FILES!"

"Tch. Sure it is." InuYasha moved Miroku's arm to read the URL of the site. "Well Miroku, I don't remember any file named 'sexy ladies dot com.'"

Miroku decided to play along some, hoping his boss wouldn't overhear the conversation. "Well there is a file called that. Go ahead and look it up!"

"Er… Maybe some other time. Anyways, Mr. Shikon wants you." InuYasha walked out off the Police Station, before Miroku could ask him what the boss wanted. He'd find out on his own.

InuYasha pulled out his keys to his red death trap. The car he owned had scratches and dents all over it. But police didn't make much money, so this was really all he could afford. He gave it the traditional kick, which was needed to help start the car, before unlocking the door and forcing himself inside.

He had heard that body guards earned a lot of money, so maybe he'd earn enough to buy a better car. After that small thought, he felt a bit happier about the whole body guard job. Hell, maybe he'd even get enough money for a new girlfriend! His current one sucked. He was actually planning on breaking up with her soon.

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Kagome's Apartment…

Kagome sighed, tapping her pencil against the table. Currently, her life sucked. She had just been dumped by her boyfriend and now she was getting threat letters. The only thing that was good in her life was her friend, Sango. Actually, they both had rented an apartment together when they got out of college, so it's not like she was that scared about the whole letter thing. As long as someone else was there with her she was fine. It's just that… No offence to Sango or anything, but she wasn't all that great at protecting people. So that's why today she had borrowed some money off of her parents to hire herself a body guard. Well, two actually. But from what the 'Sheriff' had told her, they'd be taking shifts.

Kagome dropped her pencil on the table, and leaned down to pet her friend's cat, Kirara. It gave off a soft, 'mew', before trotting over to the couch.

"Kagome, the mail's here!"

She stared up at Sango, the confusion apparent in her eyes. She was probably about to get another threat letter. But why? Who was sending these to her? Her first thought had always been, was that it was her ex boyfriend, Hojou. But he had been the one who dumped her. So what would he have against her? Nothing! … Right?

Sango dropped Kagome's mail onto the table before her, and gave her a quick, reassuring smile.

Kagome shuffled through the letters. 'Mom. Work. Brother… And, ah… The usual threat letter.' She ripped open the threat mail, and quickly read its contents: 'HeLLo KAGomE. ONe morE WEeK BefoRE YoU DiE'. This proved her enemy wasn't stupid. He had taken different letters from newspapers and magazines, not wanting anyone to discover his hand writing. She cast an uneasy look to the paper in front of her, sighing again. Not until recently had her 'killer' been telling her she was going to die. First it had been simple threats, but then it soon evolved to this. That was the main reason she wanted to hire a body guard.

"What'd it say this time?" Sango walked over to the table and glanced at the word 'die'. She really didn't need to read the rest to figure out what it said. "It'll be fine… They'll find the sick bastard who's sending you these letters. You have nothing to worry about."

Kagome gave Sango an uneasy smile, glad that her friend was trying to help. "I-… I know."

"Good… Oh, and Kagome, do you wanna go see a movie later? I heard that one 'White Noise' move got some good reviews."

Kagome refrained herself from laughing. Ah yes, that was Sango for you. Kagome was receiving threat letters, and Sango found it the perfect opportunity to go see a scary movie. "Sure, why not."

"Okay. The next viewing is in…" Sango glanced down at the movie section on the newspaper. "Thirty minutes. So, go get ready."

Rolling her eyes, at how much Sango reminded her of her mother, she stood up and headed towards her room, searching for some clothes to wear. "What time does it end at?"

"Well what time is it now?" She was mainly asking this question to herself, but it always helped her focus if she said her questions aloud. Sango let her gaze land on the clock above the stove reading the bright green numbers. "Its 2:23 now so it'll end at about… Five something?"

"Okay. Good, my mom wanted me to come visit her at six so that'll work."

After she finished getting ready, Kagome and Sango hurried out to there car. Kagome bit her lip slightly, knowing that after the movie she probably wouldn't be able to sleep for about a week or so. But… Oh well.