Different Love

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story

Prologue

-Abandoned-

The empty streets of Tokyo were filled with a muggy stench as a thin layer of fog began to form on the ground. A peculiar silence filled the air and all seemed still. All was quiet, even the normally crowded and noisy streets had become empty and bare at the brink of the next day. One small cricket, chirping its sad tune alone, was all that could be heard. Darkness had set in, the midnight hour was at hand, and the moon was in full view, a perfectly round circle lighting up the desolate night sky.

It was starting to get cold. The winter months had set in, and Christmas was only two weeks away. However, this year seemed to be an off year with the whether, it had not yet snowed, and the record low had only been fifty-four. Most of the residents enjoyed the slight change in whether. It had been a nice break from their previous winter where the temperature had been in the single digits. With Christmas coming so soon, there still was a hope that there would be a little bit of snow to make it a white Christmas.

Near the separation between the 'good' and 'bad' parts of town, a figure ran down the streets, gasping for breath. She carried in her arms, a young child, not even three weeks old. The young woman sprinted as fast as she could down the sidewalk, desperately looking for help. Not finding it, she continued on until she reached a small park near a local elementary school.

She glanced down at the child, relieved that it was still asleep, if the child were to wake up and start to cry, it would give away her positioning for sure. Her eyes quickly scanned her surroundings; this wasn't the best place to leave a young child. There had been numerous accounts of robbery, drug dealing and murder at night in this park, even though during the day, it wasn't a rather safe place.

A rustle behind bushes behind her made her jump with great terror and she quickly turned around to try and find what made the noise. Her heart was beating faster and faster as the noise became louder and more apparent. Then an eerie silence made her realize that she was not alone. They had been following her. She had thought she lost them, but she guessed wrong.

The young woman knew what she had to do. She needed to find a safe place for her baby. Everything she had gone into this child, and she wasn't about to let someone take her away.

She quietly crept towards some of the playground equipment, trying not to make a sound. As she became closer and closer to the playground, it appeared to be getting farther away. The baby in her arms began to stir and open her eyes. The infant looked up at her mother who had a look of complete and unrelenting fear on her face, sensing fear from her mother, she soon began to cry and scream.

The baby's cry could have been heard by anyone. She was wailing as loud as her mother had ever heard her, and no matter how hard the mother tried to calm her child down, the newborn kept on crying.

"Hush, please be quiet little one…" She whispered softly to the crying baby. She began to gently rub the palm of one of the baby's hands, and miraculously, the baby stopped crying and began to settle down.

The mother reached a giant tire that served as a play toy and hiding spot for the elementary school kids. This seemed like the safest place she could put her baby right now. Inside of the tire, the air was warmer which would keep her young child warm. Looking at her child one last time, she placed the young baby inside the tire, and began to walk back to where she had originally been standing.

When she arrived, she heard nothing and began to survey her surroundings. Everything seemed to be okay, nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe she had just been hearing things. Maybe she was safe. Maybe it was all over!

Snap.

A twig behind her broke, "Who's there!" She shouted.

She frantically looked all around trying to find who or what was out there. The street lights began to flicker until they died out, leaving the area completely dark. What was going on?

"I found you."

The mother quickly turned around to be face to face with a person in all black pointing a gun at her. Her eyes widened as she knew what was coming. Her heart began to pound as he stood there, frozen. Everything around her was still, almost as if at the moment, they were the only two people on the earth.

Here she was standing, by a man who had his gun pointed at her, like a deer caught in the headlights. She began to hesitate and try to step backwards to get away from him, but with every step that she took, he made another step forward as well. Her steps were shaky, and unconfident.

She stopped and began to violently shake her head, almost as if she was in some sort of denial, "W-what do you want w-with m-m-me!"

The man who was now only inches away chuckled, "You mean to tell me that you don't know?" His free hand reached out and began to stroke her face gently. "My sweet darling, I think you know deep inside…"

His hand felt cold and foreign on her face. It sent chills down her body and gave her sudden memories of the past which brought tears to abruptly start streaming from her eyes.

"Tsk. Tsk…" His emotionless voice said in the dark. "You used to be so strong…" The hand that was once stroking her cheek was now wiping the tears away from her eyes.

His actions made her feel sick, "D-don't touch me…" She whispered softly.

He tilted his head, "I'm sorry, did you say something? Not to touch you?" His demeanor changed instantly had a strong hand struck the young woman sharply across the face.

She stumbled backwards a few paces and held her cheek which was searing with pain.

The man held the gun firmly in his right hand and behind the mask was scowling at the woman, "How dare you bitch! I should have done this from the beginning- you… You are a disgusting creature!"

He quickly cocked the gun.

A shot rang out in the silent night as the sleeping birds quickly awoke from their slumber and flew away and a sudden, loud thump was heard.

And then,

All was silent.

Chapter 1

-Searching-

Izayoi Hayashi enjoyed the winter months more than others mainly due to certain events that were quiet common during this time of the year, the parties. Every year she looked forward to going to many parties and hosting many of her own. She was always spotted at dozens of various parties, and everyone enjoyed having her around and often called her the life of the party. Mrs. Hayashi was a very well-known and respected figure in Tokyo. Her parents had been two famous overseas politicians, and once they retired, they moved back to their native country of Japan where Izayoi was born. Even though, she had gone in a completely opposite direction as her parents by majoring in child psychology, everyone still gave her as much respect as they did her parents.

Half way through her college education, Izayoi was introduced to Takeru Hayashi, the only son of a predominate publishing company of over half of Japan's published works. He too had grown up with well respected parents, but he had decided to stay in the family business and was currently studying business at the same college as Izayoi. They met through two friends at a small bar about half way through their second year of college. Both immediately struck interest in each other and sooner than later, they were engaged.

After college, both were married, and they moved into a nice house together. Even though they had enough money, Izayoi and Takeru both worked full time which led to little time that they could spend together. Four years into their marriage, Izayoi became pregnant with her first son. Nine months later, their son, Sesshomaru was born in April. Sesshomaru was a perfect baby, and both Izayoi and Takeru agreed that his birth helped save their relationship because both now had to spend time together as a family.

A few Christmas' later, Izayoi found herself spending more time at home then out bustling around the Christmas parties. This Christmas was different because her second son was going to be born. Izayoi was thrilled to have another child and even though Sesshomaru didn't exactly realize what was going to happen, but she was sure that he would enjoy having a younger brother. Due to some minor complications, she ended up having to go into the hospital and deliver her child almost two weeks earlier than expected.

This particular night was very special, her second son, Inu Yasha, had been discharged from the hospital. The doctors had wanted to monitor Inu Yasha for two weeks before letting him go home. It had been a very hard two weeks for Izayoi because the hospital was an hour away from her home and there were some days when she couldn't go and visit her son, not to mention it confused Sesshomaru when his mother came home without another baby. They had gotten the call during the middle of the day that he was okay to discharge. Izayoi and Takeru left immediately leaving Sesshomaru in the care of his uncle.

Now they were finally riding home with three week old Inu Yasha in the back of their minivan. Every now and then, Izayoi would glance back at her son who had been sleeping in his car seat the entire ride home. He had a head full of dark hair and his eyes were almost a dark shade of violet which represented the color of her own eyes. She had to admit that he looked much different than Sesshomaru who greatly resembled his father with his long, silver hair and amber eyes.

As they slowed down at a stoplight in front of a local park, Izayoi smiled at her husband, "Now I've got three boys to take care of, I don't know what I'm going to do with so much testosterone in the house."

Takeru chuckled, "What about Pako? Don't tell me you forgot about her."

"Very funny," Izayoi replied as she began packing up some of her books back into her travel bag, "Pako is Sesshomaru's turtle, she doesn't count."

There was something mysterious in the air and they both could feel it, something just didn't seem right. Nothing appeared to be unnormal, but there was something wrong.

Izayoi glanced up at the light, "Do you mind waiting for a moment? I'd like to get out and sit in back with Inu Yasha the rest of the way."

Her husband, having no problems with that momentarily turned off the car so his wife could get into the back of the minivan. As she got out of the van, a small bouncy toy of Sesshomaru's fell out of the car and bounced towards the park quickly. Izayoi had tried to catch it when it first fell out, but it had bounced in the opposite direction.

"I'll be right back," She headed off into the direction in which the ball bounced and left her husband in the car, parked at the stop light.

She quickly scanned over the ground as quickly as she could trying to find the small ball in almost complete darkness. Izayoi also knew that this wasn't the best place to be wandering around during the middle of the night. The situation frightened her a little, but she believed that she was going to make it out of this little adventure with no problem.

As she walked farther back into the dark, the less light there was, and creepier her surroundings became. The nocturnal animals were silent, that is all but one cricket which she almost admired as he played his lonely solo in the darkness. Her eyes continued to look for her child's small toy as she ventured farther away from the street.

There was a sudden crack behind her.

Izayoi quickly froze and held her breath. Who or what was behind her? There was another sharp crack, but this time, it sounded much closer to her than the previous one. She slowly exhaled and slowly turned around to see what had made the noise. Why had she had to go out to find the ball? It would have been easier if she just would have bought her son a new ball. He was young; he would never know the difference.

When she had finally turned around, her eyes widened at what she saw. Two feet away from her was a person clothed in all black. She became overcome with a sudden sense of panic. This was it; this was going to be then end. On the night when she was bringing her second child home, she would be murdered in a park by some mysterious man. The cricket had stopped chirping, and all that could be heard was a faint sound of breathing, and Izayoi swore that her heart was beating so fast that the man had to be able to hear it.

The man stood still, and even appeared not to be breathing. His eyes were partly covered by his black ski mask, but Izayoi faintly made out a pair of grey, lifeless eyes that were staring directly into hers. He never broke eye contact and never blinked either.

Time started to tick by, and neither person moved, everything was quiet and still. Izayoi became confused as to what was happening. Why was he just standing there? Something wasn't right, if he wanted to kill her, then he would have done that by now. She began to look around, hoping to spot someone who could come and help her, but her husband was too far away, and there were no other people in sight. But as she was looking around, something caught her eye towards the ground near the man, there was a small pool of something on the ground. Normally, the color of the puddle wouldn't be determinable, but the full moon reflected off of the puddle into her eyes.

It was a pool of blood, and the man standing in front of her held a knife drenched in blood.

She finally snapped and began to quickly step backwards, trying to get away from this homicidal man as quickly as possible. He was armed and very dangerous and the situation she was in was not a good one. If she made it out of this mess alive, Izayoi promised herself that she would start going to church more often. The man didn't follow her, but she went as far back as she could, just to get her at least two arms length away from him.

Her leg ran into something very textured and large and she stopped. He was now a little over five feet away from her, a much safer distance than the two feet she was before.

Just when she thought she was safe, the man began to approach her, and opened his mouth to talk, "Ne'er mention this incident to anyone. If I find out ya' have, ya' won't live to see ya' son's first birthday." His voice was very gruff and raspy; he also had an accent which made his words difficult to understand.

Izayoi nodded her head profusely and watched as the man in black quickly ran away from her. She was now hot from her release of panic, and she sat down on the large item behind her to catch her breath for a few moments. How did he know that she had a son? Did that man know her from some previous meeting?

There was a shrill cry and Izayoi quickly jumped up and looked behind her. She had been sitting on a large tire that was often used by the children during school to jump on and hide in. Was it an animal that made the noise? Izayoi continued to listen and then her eyes suddenly became wide. That wasn't animal that made the noise, it was the sound of a young child!

She quickly turned around and looked inside of the tire as much as she could. It was so dark, even the moon couldn't illuminate the tire enough so she could see inside. Not having any other choice, Izayoi leaned over the tire and began to feel around for the crying child. Her hand ran across papers, gravel, and band-aids, but she had yet to feel a child. Finally, she reached back into the tire as far as her arms would reach, once again, there was nothing. Right as she was about to give up hope of finding the child without light, her hand brushed against something warm and soft. The tips of her fingers gently felt the bundle until her fingers came across a smooth, wet, surface. It was the child's face.

After finding the baby, she promptly reached her other arm into the tire and it found its way towards the young child. With her arms firmly around the child, she began to gently lift the baby out of the tire. The child was very light; it couldn't more than four weeks old! What parent in their right mind would leave an infant or even any child in a tire on a cold night?

Once the child was out of the tire, she brought to her chest and held it tightly as if someone were going to try and take the baby away. She could feel the baby's chest rise and fall which let her know that the baby was still alive. As she continued to hold the child, small tears began to slide down her face. Why was she crying? The tears continued to fall as she held the abandoned new born in her arms.

Izayoi slowly brought the child away from her chest and glanced down at the baby. Just as she glanced down at the baby, the street lights suddenly began to flicker, and then a moment later, they were on again, allowing her to clearly see the face of the baby. It was apparent that the child was a girl due to her strong feminine appearance even as a young child. She had a little bit of hair on her head, almost the same shade as Inu Yasha's. The blanket swaddling the little girl was a bright pink, and out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a small spot of embroidery on the bottom end of the blanket, once she read it, she held the child tight to her again, and the tears fell slowly down her face.

Takeru checked on his son, and then got out of the car to go find his wife. It had been nearly fifteen minutes already and she hadn't come back yet. It was dark back in that park, and her new that he shouldn't have let her go get that ball. He would have been perfectly capable to go get that ball by himself. He shut the car door, and walked around the front of the minivan until he was at that opposite side of the car. Before he left, he glanced through the window to make sure his youngest son was still alright. Inu Yasha was sleepy soundly and appeared to be alright.

"T-Takeru…"

The sudden voice behind him made him jump and quickly turn around. The sight before him shocked him.

Standing right in front of him was his wife who had obviously been crying and in her arms, was a small child wrapped in a bright pink blanket. Where had she gone? He was now extremely confused. Where did his wife get this baby? She left to go get a toy that she dropped, and returns with a young infant in her arms.

He stepped forward to comfort her, "Izayoi, what's going on here-"

"'Gome," she whispered into his chest.

Takeru pulled her away from him, "What did you say?"

"Her name is Kagome."

"Izayoi this is crazy, we shouldn't have taken some two week old infant home with us! It's kidnapping!" Takeru stated worriedly as he pulled up into the driveway of their house.

She glanced down at the sleeping child in her arms, "What did you expect me to do?" Her head suddenly shot up and she gave her husband a harsh stare that let him know she was serious. "This baby was left in a tire, what parent who wants their child leaves it in a tire that wants the baby back!"

The car came to a slow stop by the front of the house, and Takeru took the keys out of the ignition. He unbuckled his seatbelt and without looking at his wife or the sleeping baby in her arms, he got out of the car. Izayoi watched as he as he hastened to the other side of the car to get Inu Yasha out. He hit a small square button on his key chain and the one of the van's doors started to open. A rush of cold air filled the van, and Izayoi quickly unbuckled herself and stepped outside the car as well. Once Takeru had the buckle out from the middle of the car seat, he picked up Inu Yasha's car seat and grabbed the diaper bag, then began to head inside, walking right past Izayoi.

"What do you want me to do?" She questioned him seriously. "Take this baby and deal with her in the morning, or drop her off at some police station? Don't you think that she would be much better off here with a nice place to stay until morning?" The infant in her arms began to stir and slowly opened her eyes.

He stood still and from behind he looked deep in thought.

Izayoi walked a few steps until she was standing directly in front of him. "Look at her," she commanded, "She's is an innocent child who has been abandoned by her parents. Don't you think that she should be brought into a home until the police can investigate it further? I didn't think you'd reject bring in a child like this."

Takeru shook his head, "It's not that I don't want the child here, I mean she'd be much better off staying here until they can find a permanent home, but I just can't get over this guilty feeling. Yes, she was obviously abandoned, but we don't know the reason. What if it was the father who took the baby and left her when the mother really wanted her? There are many possibilities. I guess it's just my paternal instinct. I wouldn't like it if you left Inu Yasha and I still wanted him and vice versa…"

She gave her husband a reassuring smile then walked towards the front door of the house so they could get the children settled in. Takeru followed behind her, and reached into his pocket of his tan jacket to get the keys to open the front door. Izayoi took the keys from him and put the house key in the lock, and unlocked the door. She pushed it open and was greeted by a bright, warm and clean house. Looking down at the infant in her arms, she smiled, "Welcome home Inu Yasha and Kagome."

No sooner did they enter, the house was instantly filled with excitement.

"Mommy!" A young voice exclaimed. A small figure about 4' 9" ran into the foyer to greet his parents and new brother. He had a head full of smooth, silky, silver hair and amber eyes that showed much emotion. He wore blue flannel pajamas with little balloons on them and in his right hand grasped tightly was a fluffy green blanket with stars and planets decorating it.

Izayoi smiled at her oldest child, "Hey there sweetie, how have you been?"

"Fine," he said sleepily while observing the child in his mother's arms. "I thought I was getting a brother!" He pouted.

"But you are," Izayoi reassured, she definitely knew Inu Yasha was a boy after having to change is diaper at a rest stop.

Sesshomaru stared at the baby once more with a very intense look, "That's," he pointed to the baby in his mother's arms, "A girl," he said bluntly.

Then it suddenly hit Izayoi that Sesshomaru was talking about Kagome who was currently awake and looking around the large house. "Well, you see…" She looked at her husband trying to get help as to what to tell Sesshomaru. He was only four years old and they couldn't exactly tell him that they found Kagome one the streets, he didn't need to be exposed to this drama this early in his life. What was there to say?

Takeru stepped in, "Your mother had two babies, a boy and a girl. Twins."

Shocked by the words that had just come out of her husband's mouth, Izayoi quickly turned around and stared at him. What on earth was he thinking? He just suddenly went off and told Sesshomaru that she had twins. Needing to get Sesshomaru back to bed, she focused her attention on him, "Why don't you go wait in your room for me to tuck you in, I'll be there in a minute. Where's that uncle of yours?"

The young Sesshomaru walked off and muttered, "I tied him up, he's in the bath tub," before walking out of the foyer to the staircase which led to the second floor of the house.

Once he was out of hearing range, Izayoi turned back to her husband, "Why did you tell him twins? What are we going to do when they find family for this child? He's too young to understand why they would be taking his sister away. Did you not stop to think about that?"

Takeru began walking out of the foyer to the stairs as well after he had signaled his wife to follow. The car seat he had been carrying was quite heavy, and he needed to get Inu Yasha to bed and he figured Kagome would need to sleep as well. As he walked he looked back at his wife, "What should I have said? She's a baby we found in a tire, we are keeping her until the police will take her from us!"

Izayoi marched up the stairs behind Takeru trying to keep up with him. "Of course not! There had to of been something else you could have said! Like we were babysitting her for your sister. He'd understand that."

"Izayoi," Takeru said smoothly, "My sister is in France and she's not even married."

She shook her head and walked down the hallway towards the nursery, "Like Sesshomaru would know she's in France or if she had a kid… Don't forget, he's only four," she mumbled to herself.

"Actually," he turned the door knob that led to the nursery, "He does. She called last night and Sesshomaru talked to her."

Takeru walked over to Inu Yasha cradle. He set the car seat down on a table to the right of it and carefully unbuckled Inu Yasha. Then he gently picked him up and placed the baby in the light blue cradle. The room was painted a light blue, and a professional muralist had come in and painted a mural of a night sky on the nursery walls. They had originally done it to be Sesshomaru's room, but after Izayoi found out that she was going to be having another child, they converted that room into a nursery and gave Sesshomaru one of the other room's.

There was a small 'click' as Izayoi turned on the baby monitor which would enable them to hear what was going on in the nursery in all the other rooms of the house. "I'll put Kagome in the spare cradle in our room, you might want to go find out which bathroom Sesshomaru locked my brother in," Izayoi whispered.

She walked over the other side of the room and opened a door which led to their room. Because their room was so large, and they didn't want any children roaming the halls at night, Izayoi and Takeru had installed doors on either side of their rooms which led to two bedrooms, the Nursery on one side and Sesshomaru's room on the other. This provided them with easy transportation between their room and their sons'.

A small cradle was placed next to their king sized bed, it was smaller than most, but it seemed like it would fit Kagome just fine. The cradle had been her own as a child, and her mother had kept it for her all of these years. Izayoi took the light pink blanket off of Kagome; it had gotten dirty and needed to be washed. Kagome had been dressed in a small little winter outfit. It was made out of warm material and was bright pink. The blanket she had been wrapped in wasn't of the best condition, but Izayoi knew it was a very sentimental item. It had the name 'Kagome' embroidered in gold thread at the very bottom. Without that, no one would have known the name of the child.

"Kagome…" She whispered. The young infant looked so innocent sleeping in that cradle. Kagome was very cute too. It must have been so hard to leave such a precious child.

The door to their bedroom opened, and Takeru walked in with a pile of bed sheets in his hands. "He was in the guest bathroom. Sesshomaru's preschool must have really enforced tying knots. They were quite hard to get out, even if they were just bed sheets." Takeru set the sheets in the corner of their room and walked over to the bed and sat down next to Izayoi. "Are you alright?"

She nodded. "I just don't see how anyone managed to give her up. She's so adorable. I want to make sure that she gets a good family. I can't just drop her off to some person who doesn't look like they won't take care of her.

He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. "Let's deal with it tomorrow. We better get some sleep while they are both sleeping, it could be a long night."

Izayoi nodded and both her and her husband got into their pajama's and headed off to bed, hoping to catch a bit of sleep before either of the baby's woke up from their sleep.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hayashi?" A young woman's voice called.

Izayoi and Takeru put down the magazines they had been reading and walked over to the reception desk where the young woman had called their names. In a stroller the Takeru was pushing was Inu Yasha and Kagome, originally the stroller had been meant for taking Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru places without having to use two strollers, however in this case it was Kagome who was riding along with Inu Yasha.

"Hi," Takeru said, "I am Takeru Hayashi, and this is my wife, Izayoi," he gestured towards his wife.

The secretary nodded, "Please to meet you both, I am Perouze Cazian from Armenia and secretary of officer and detective Kawano Seiichi." She pulled out a clipboard with a few papers attached. "Before Detective Kawano will speak to you, he asked me to ask you some questions regarding why you are here."

Both husband and wife nodded. Izayoi looked over the secretary. She was definitely from another country with that name, but with the clothes she was wearing it was pretty obvious that she enjoyed dressing trashy. Her ensemble consisted of a tight, low-cut red blouse with a very, very short leather black skirt and black leather boots that came just below her knee. What kind of secretary for a police officer and detective dressed like that?

Perouze picked up a green pen from her desk and began to read the questions, "Mr. and Mrs. Hayashi, would you please state as to why you came here on Tuesday December 10."

Takeru glanced at Izayoi to signal that she would be the better one to explain that. "To state things directly, I found a two week old child abandoned in a tire last night on our way from bringing my newborn son home from the hospital."

"Very well," she said, not showing the slightest interest in the case. "Is there any information that you can give me about this child? Name?"

Izayoi reached into the back on the stroller and picked up the pink blanket that Kagome had been wrapped up in. "I found her in this," she showed the blanket to Perouze. "In the bottom, the name 'Kagome' is embroidered." She pointed to the name that was beautifully embroidered into the bottom edge of the blanket.

The secretary nodded her head and wrote down the information that Izayoi had given her. "Did you happen to see anyone around the area where you found the child at that time?"

She froze, not sure what to say. She hadn't told her husband about the man she had met the night before. What would he think? Izayoi didn't want him to be worried, but yet it could help so much with the case. At the time, she was sure that the man was going to kill her, but he didn't. He also threatened her not to tell anyone. Not to mention he knew that she had a son.

"I- I can't talk about this right now."

"But Izayoi," Her husband stated, "We woke up early so we could come here right away? Is there something wrong? You were fine a few minutes ago-"

"I just need some time. Was there anything else you needed to ask me?"

Perouze looked over the information and shook her head, "This is all we needed, Mr. Kawano will get back with you both shortly once he decides on a plan of action." She began to write some more on the paper where she wrote the answer's to the question's Izayoi gave her. She then picked up a business card out of a small plastic contain and wrote a number down on it. "This is the direct line to Mr. Kawano's office. If anything comes up, please call him immediately."

"Thank you very much Ms. Cazian, if anything comes up my wife and I will surely be in touch." Takeru pulled the stroller backwards to leave space to turn in around, and then he waited for his wife so they could walk out of the building together.

The secretary watched as the couple and the children slowly made their way out of the building. Once they were gone for sure, she gathered up her things and walked over to one of the many door that were located throughout the building. She gave the door a light tap, and then waited for a response.

"Is that you Perouze?"

"Yes sir, the Hayashi's have left."

"Come one in, the doors unlocked," the voice through the door said.

The door opened and Perouze step through the doorway into the office of investigator Kawano. He had a nice little spacious office with a lovely view of a small park that was located right next to the office in the heart of the city. His desk was quite messy and had various piles of papers scattered around on top along with a picture of his wife who was now pregnant and they were expecting their first child in a few months.

Perouze set the information Mrs. Hayashi had given her on his desk and took a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. She watched him as he put his hands behind his head to read the information. This had always been one of his traits. Whenever he was deeply interested in a case, he had always placed his hands behind his head before he started to read.

His eyes quickly scanned over the little bit of information his secretary had collected from the Hayashi's. "There's not much information here, why didn't she answer the last question?"

She shrugged, "I'm not too sure myself, she just seemed very tense and upset when I asked her if she had seen anyone around where she picked the baby up from. Mrs. Hayashi thought about it for a while, but then just said that she needed some more time."

"I see…" He brought his hands back from behind his head and began searching through a pile of folders laying in the top right corner of his desk. The young woman watched as he quickly sifted through all of the different papers, obviously he had one in mind, but he just couldn't find it. As she looked closer, she could tell that this was his stack for papers with information on cases her was currently dealing with. He was one of the best investigators in the area which meant that he took on a lot of jobs.

A few moments later, he finally pulled out one of the manila folders that seemed to be smaller than many of the others. He placed it open on the desk facing the secretary. "There is something that is bothering me about this whole story, take a look at this, does anything in this look familiar to you?" Seiichi handed her the folder of information.

The eyes of the woman narrowed quickly scanned through some of the top papers in the small pile. Her face showed that she was confused and was not sure of what he boss had meant. "I don't seem to get what you are talking about…"

He picked up the folder and began to look for another piece of paper in the file. This paper was smaller than the others and was in poor condition. There were rain marks, and many other various stains and wrinkles on the small rectangular sheet of paper. He extended his arm, and carefully handed off the important paper to the secretary.

She took the piece of paper carefully, not wanting to damage it and began to try and decipher what had originally been written. "Do you know what this says? It looks like the handwriting was bad to begin with; add in the other physical damage done to it, I don't see how you can tell what this says?"

"You don't mean to tell me you don't know all of the modern marvels of forensics? They can figure out just about what anything says, including this very important piece of paper." He took the file back and began to flip through some of the other files until her found one that looked like the same piece of paper he had given Perouze before. "Try reading this."

Her eyes looked over the paper, then widened in shock, "But this is-"

SKeiichi nodded, "Yes, I know which is why we need to get the Hayashi's aware of the situation they are in. But for now, what we really need to focus on is that child and finding her parents. I have no idea if her parents are even still alive, it's a miracle if they are, but no matter what, it is our job to keep on searching until the problem is solved."

"Are you going to be alright Izayoi?" Her husband asked her?

They were both sitting on a black leather couch that was against a white wall in their bedroom. Both of their sons and Kagome were luckily taking a nap which gave Takeru and Izayoi some time to talk. After they had left the police office, Izayoi was very upset, and it was easy to tell that she hadn't told him everything which went on that night.

Izayoi nodded her head.

Takeru looked at her, worried about her mental state, "No one touched you did they? You are hurt?"

"No!" She exclaimed, "No one hurt me… It's just that- It's just that they gave me a shock, that's all." She leaned her head on her husbands shoulder and held his hand for emotional support.

He nodded, "So there was someone there after all, did he have a strange appearance?"

"He was dressed in all black and was holding a bloody steak knife…"

They were now back and in the office of officer and detective Seiichi Kawano. Takeru had convinced Izayoi to go back and tell them everything that she had told him. If it could help in the case, it could be very important.

"I appreciate you coming back down here Mrs. Hayashi," the officer said, "It is very hard to talk about events such as these, and I must say that you are a very brave person. Not everyone can deal with it as well as you have."

Izayoi nodded, "Thank you, it means a lot to me."

"Have there been any calls about a missing child yet?" Takeru asked the officer.

Officer Kawano shook his head regretfully, "I'm afraid not. Normally with a kidnapped child, they are reported missing with five hours; however it is now noon, and at least twelve hours since you found Kagome. This isn't a very good sign."

Izayoi stared worriedly and the officer, "What is going to happen to Kagome then? What are you going to do with her? Will she be safe? Is she going to placed in an orphanage!"

Takeru rested a hand on his wife's shoulder, "It's alright, I'm sure that Kagome will be just fine, they know what they are doing. I'm sure this isn't the first case of a parent abandoning their child."

"Your husband speaks the truth Mrs. Hayashi," Seiichi said solemnly, "It is a very sad thing, when child are abandoned by their parents. Luckily for infants, they never know until they are mature enough to understand, but with older kids who know their parents left them, there are often many emotionally challenges and self-esteem issues that they face."

"I know that," Izayoi looked up at the officer and pleaded to him, "Just let me keep Kagome until you find where she belongs. We have more than what she needs there, and she'll be with a loving family. I have a son almost exactly her age; I promise that I know what to do."

There was silence for a couple of minutes as Seiichi thought the whole ordeal over. Should he let Kagome stay with the Hayashi's? He knew it would be a good place for Kagome to stay, but what if they found the parents, would Mrs. Hayashi be able to give her up? The decision was very difficult to make and he though long and hard before making his final choice.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hayashi, I am going to contact social services and ask that Kagome be placed in your care until further notice. Please understand that this means your home and your previous years of life will have to be inspected."

Izayoi smiled, "Don't worry officer, we're not worried, we are just happy to know that Kagome will be placed in a good home before she is put in her permanent home."

"We'll do the best we can to find her family," Officer Kawano said, "There may not be anyone left, but we'll keep searching until we find her family, and that is a promise."

End Chapter 1

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PLEASE READ: In order for this story to be morally correct and not contain subjects such as incest, this story will be created so that the Hayashi's DO NOT ADOPT Kagome, you will all see how this will work shortly. I researched it, and found it was much better to write it a different way.

Thank you for reading, and I hope you all review so I can know whether or not you all like the story. ) Thank you very much for reading!