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Title: Pulse

Rated: M

Genre(s): Crime/Romance/Drama/Comedy

Pairing(s): Sesshome, Ayame/Banko

Summary: She hadn't seen him since the day she broke his heart ten years ago. Now here he was, sitting handcuffed across from from her in an FBI interrogation room, the prime suspect in the triple homicide of his father, stepmother, and younger half brother. Her life was about to change drastically.

Chapter One: Devil's Due

"Higurashi." Kagome greeted monotonously as she guided her 2014 pale blue Nissan Altima through the busy streets of Tokyo city. It was eight am, still bright and early and Special Agent Kagome Higurashi was on her way back from yet another crime scene. They were calling them the 'Ripper 2.0' cases. Some misogynistic perp was making his way through the city streets at night murdering prostitutes in a manner uncannily similar to the infamous Jack the Ripper…hence the nickname. She'd been on the case for two weeks and she already had fifth body. This guy wasn't about to just quit.

"Agent, Chief Kaido wants you back at headquarters." The male reported. Characteristically Kagome frowned. Three years with the FBI, and five years with Tokyo PD and she still couldn't get used to being told what to do. Well…used to it, maybe. But she still didn't like it.

"On my way." She said curtly before pressing the button on her bluetooth and reeving the engine to make a quick turn onto a side street on her right. Being returned to silence she picked up speed.

At seventeen Kagome had dropped out of high school, and joined the police force less than a year later. After some time had passed it didn't take much convincing from her fellow officers to get her G.E.D and not too long after that the next thing she knew she was getting her Bachelor's after only three years! One of her proudest accomplishments. After a brief stint in the F.D.A she graduated third in her class from the F.B.I Academy, and was shipped off to Tokyo. She had started out as a frail, quiet, scared and pitiful girl, but quickly became a very strong woman. She was cunning, outspoken, quick on her feet, intuitive, and easily a fast rising star in her agency.

She didn't allow herself time to muse over what her Chief could possibly want, preferring instead to focus on what she did know. She began to re-create the details of the crime scene she had just come from in her head. It was pretty simple, clean execution but messy aftermath. The woman was somewhere in her early twenties, petite figure, long legs, brown hair, and it was clear from the bruising on her left eye and lips she'd been beaten. She had no I.D (no surprise) but had two hundred dollars stuck in her bra, just like the rest. It was rather strange. Every girl had engaged in sexual activity with the killer, then was beaten by him, then had their throats evenly and precisely slit. After that, the bodies were actually cleaned in soft bleach, two hundred dollars was stuffed in their bras, and their bodies werenlaid out in whatever alleyway he deemed fit for the night. However this time…was a bit different.

Kagome had wondered at first if it was the same guy, but the way the throat was slit and the patterns of bruising on her latest victim told her it was. Those things were the same, but a key step was missing. He didn't clean the body. In fact, that was what made it easier to find. The victim was closer to the mouth of an alleyway that happened to be on a slight incline, so her throat bled out leaving a seven foot long trail. This was a drastic change. He didn't remove the body, clean it and bring it back. Which told Kagome that something must have interrupted him…but what?

She figured it couldn't have been a person, because they would have either been notified of something prior, or they would have found two bodies instead of one. It seemed very unlikely to her that a person showed up and the killer would have ran away from his victim to go find him without finishing the job and killing her, because then she would have gotten away, even if he did catch the person who spotted him. So it had to be something else, something personal or occupational. He couldn't have just gotten scared, he was already four bodies deep at that point it wasn't like he was about to just stop and smell the coffee. She needed to figure out what the hell made him rush, and as soon as she was done with the Chief, checking the victim I.D and street cameras was first on her To-Do List.

Ten minutes later she eased on her break and pulled into the underground parking garage of headquarters and parked, before stepping out into the bright artificial lights built into the concrete walls all around her. She propped her brown Ray Bands atop her head and glanced down at herself to make sure she was presentable to walk in. She'd rushed to the crime scene that morning and only half ass got dressed. She shrugged, figuring her black dress pants and fitted V necked pastel purple quarter sleeved shirt would do the trick. She had her belt around her waist accommodating her gun, bullets, notepad, pen, and walkie-talkie. She flipped her hair nonchalantly before walking across the white and yellow lines of the garage to the elevators.

She'd already passed through security on her way into the parking lot, but still a man who knew her face well gestured for her identification when she reached the elevator. She huffed and fished around for it as he shot her a toothy grin.

"Sorry. You know it's standard." He chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah." She grumbled. "Now you better not make me late for my meeting with the Big Bad Fox." He chuckled again with a shake of his head before raising an eyebrow at her.

"Chief Kaido wants you?" He asked, promptly handing back her I.D and pressing the up button on the elevator. She nodded, to which he frowned. "I wonder why…"

In less than a moments time she stepped off the elevator…and into a flurry of madness. Her eyes widened as she paused for a minute, watching all the agents bustling about and listening to at least five different phones ringing. What in the hell was going on? She cocked her head to the side, content to watch for a moment longer before trying to work her way through it. Spotting a familiar face coming towards her she stepped up.

"Uh…did I miss something?" She asked Ayame Nikiri, who stopped in front of her, slightly out of breath. She had long, bright red hair flaring about her shoulders and arms and honey golden brown eyes that always found their way to the truth. She was dressed rather informally, crisp blue jeans and a fitted white quarter sleeve shirt with her gun holstered to her waist. Kagome had been assigned to Ayame's team upon her entrance to the FBI and the girls had been joined at the hip as partners ever since.

"Man, am I glad to see you. Chief was about to lose his head and the press is going to have a field day when this gets out. There's some crazy shit going on here Higurashi. Like…crazier than finding a wedding ring in human shit crazy." Kagome wrinkled her nose as she recalled the case they had worked on a couple years before. Some crazy woman was kidnapping what turned out to be all her ex boyfriends, and forcing them to swallow a cheap woman's wedding ring while she tortured them. Then she waited a number of hours and off-ed them. When their dead bodies deficated, they always found the wedding ring. Guess she was trying to say…they should have married her.

"Ew. And okay what?" She asked, following Ayame as she lead them through the crowd of agents to the Chief's office.

"Ah, ah ah! No, over here!" They heard the familiar voice of Shippo Kaido call. They turned and saw him gesturing them over towards the interrogation rooms. Ayame began chewing on her bottom lip.

"I guess you're about to find out." She said, and jerked her head towards the Chief, indicating to Kagome that she was not going to follow. The young woman frowned, but nonetheless walked away from her co-worker/friend.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" She asked as she approached. Shippo Kaido was a short man, not to be taken lightly however. He was probably the most sly and cunning man Kagome had ever met in her life, which had earned him the nickname Fox. He had one of the best records for catching criminals and that and his ability to be soley responsible for everyone around him, landed him his position as Chief. He was some what quiet, and frightening when angered. Dressed in a full black suit per-usual with a slight undertaker style, his bright orangish-red hair was spiked about his head and his body was stern and muscled. His face was unreadable and he turned to begin walking and Kagome followed on que.

"Just this morning we received a cryptic call about a bizarre disturbance at the Taisho residence. Since it's so high profile naturally we checked it out, only to find out that InuTaisho Taisho, Izayoi Taisho, and Inuyasha Taisho had all been murdered." Kagome raised both eyebrows.

"Taisho? Like the Taisho's?" She asked, the surprise evident in her voice. The Taisho's were a very wealthy and prestigious business owning family. Taisho Corporations made billions of dollars every year through advertising. They were the most successful and powerful in the market. Something pulled at her from the back of her mind, and she realized the name sounded familiar to her for another reason…but what that reason was, she couldn't disern. Not liking to be confused her frown deepened. Chief Kaido nodded in response to her.

"All three of them? Murdered in the house?" She questioned. It was uncanny to think that such a highly protected family would come under successful siege like that. Shippo nodded, working his jaw slightly before handing her a file.

"It seems that way. Sorry, no time to do much more briefing the rest is in that file but I want you to interrogate the prime suspect." He said, stopping abruptly in front of a door making her trip over his feet as she looked at him, an astonished look gracing her soft features.

"What?! Now? Why me?" She questioned rapidly. She hadn't even looked at the crime scene photos!

"Because you're good at this kind of thing…and my intuition told me. " He said, unlocking the door they stood next to.

"Intui-? What about the Ripper 2.0 cases?" She tried to reason. It was so bizarre to her how Chief Kaido was clamping down on her.

"Oh. You're off that case and as of this moment re-assigned to this one. Off you go." And before she could protest he had shoved her inside the interrogation room and shut the door behind her.

Kagome could feel the heat rising to her face while she glowered at the door, as if the inanimate object somehow had something to do with the current mess she found herself in. Muttering to herself she turned to look at the other officer in the room. He was standing on the side of the elongated black table next to his prisoner and she huffed before looking at the man sitting in the only other unoccupied chair in the room. His silver white hair was long and dirtied, caked blood matting it in random areas. His clothes were bloodied, torn and dirty, and his shoulders were slouched slightly. She couldn't see his face.

With a resolved sigh she placed the file on the table along with a notepad Kaido had provided for her and a pen and took a seat. A moment of silence passed and she intertwined her fingers together in front of her on the table and opened her mouth to speak. Instead she was stopped short when his head lifted, and the words died in her throat as blazing amber orbs caught hold of her icy blue one's. In that moment, as her jaw almost hit the table, she could have sworn time stopped. Kagome's eyes widened as she leaned back in her chair, disbelief contorting her features as reality hit her like a pile of bricks. Her body went rigid. The reason the name sounded so familiar…was because she knew the man in front of her. She hadn't seen him since the day she broke his heart ten years ago. Now here he was, sitting handcuffed across from from her in an FBI interrogation room, the prime suspect in the triple homicide of his father, stepmother, and younger half brother. Sitting across from her, was Sesshomaru Taisho.

It was clear now. Not only her day, but her life, was about to change…and drastically.

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