Poison

By ShadowYoukai87

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha, just some manga. I do own all original characters and the plot is all mine. Please, don't take it or I will track you downa and kill you. Just kidding! Or am I? ponder ponder…

Author's note: Some of you may remember the poison chapter one I had posted ages ago. This started off as that and has evolved drastically since. I kept the name since I liked it, but it not the same plot. That won't be coming back. This is it, so I've warned you. And I've the first 5 chapters written right now(I've been sitting on it, waiting for the time to be right to post) so the rest that I have written will be added over the next week or two, maybe adjusted according to feedback. Anyways, let me tell you, I just loved the idea for it. It gets really messed up.

Prologue

The bar was busy, filled to the brim with people. The air was nearly blue with smoke. Miroku Higurashi wasn't particularly fond of this place, but it was a good place to do business. A good reason for it was because it was in neutral territory. As leader of the Kazaana, he was careful when it came to his dealings. His girlfriend, the beautiful Sango, was at the other end of the bar, watching his back. No, no longer his girlfriend, his fiancée. He'd just proposed to her that evening. Wonderful woman, agreed right away.

He turned away from her, knowing he couldn't be distracted to deal with this meeting properly. For one, he was in Sankon Tessou territory, and for two, he was meeting a representative of the Saimyosho. Neither were reasons he could let his guard down.

"Well," said a woman as she sat next to him. "What have we here? A little man all alone?"

He turned to her, taking in here appearance slowly. She had red eyes, clearly those of a demon, and pointed ears. Her dark hair was tied in a bun and she wore a rather revealing dress in a deep red. The lady in red he was supposed to meet.

"Alone, yes, but not lonely," he replied, finishing the statement to prove he was the one she was to meet.

She looked him up and down a bit. "Young, aren't you?" she asked as the bar tender came up to her. "A sex on the beach, please."

The older man left, nodding.

"I may be young, but I know what I'm doing." A plus here. She didn't know she was speaking with the leader. His identity was a carefully kept secret. His group was still young. They couldn't lose their leader and thrive as they had the last three years.

She nodded as the bar tender gave her her drink. "We need you to take care of some trash for us."

"What kind of trash?" he asked, curious.

She smiled. "A certain red dog," she replied and this time he really did choke.

There was only one 'red dog', the leader of the Sankon Tessou.

"That's a big order. What's your number?" Code for how much will you pay us.

"My, aren't you frisky," she smiled as she wrote it on a napkin before handing it to him. 102-8500. He considered for a few moments. $8500 upfront, another after, was that enough for a job like this?

He put the napkin in his pocket, a sign that he'd take the job. "I'll call you within the month."

She smiled as she stood. "I look forward to it." She walked out of the bar, a small bill left for the bar tender. With her gone, Sango sat next to him.

"So?"

"The red dog has to be put down in a month."

She nodded, a slight look of concern in her eyes. "I'll start the arrangements."