Author: ok everybody. I'm taking a little break from the other story to bring you this one. This is a Romance/comedy fanfic of the anime InuYasha. I got the Inspiration after watching "Miss Congeniality 2" For a Disclaimer, if you have never heard of em...i own em.

Kate Hikaroshi. Scholar, perfect marksman, intelligent, beautiful, reflexes of a cat, fast, the FBI's most cunning, most strong, most…

Trips over a trash can

"Ow son of a bitch!"

OK, so I lied. Yeah, that's me, Kate. Don't let the last name fool you. I am an American girl of 17 and I do live in New York City. My mom was just from Japan. I'm part of the FBI not to mention I am the youngest agents in all of FBI history. My job of course, is to fetch coffee and donuts for everybody. I'm not a joke! I was one of the greatest agents the FBI has ever had, until a drug bust accident. I accidentally got my partner shot in the…you know, and now I'm out of the action, which sucks because I live for that kind of stuff! The fighting, the shooting, the martial arts, I loved it all! But now I'm suspended from ever being part of the action until, as my head commanding officer, says "my special requirements are needed". Are you kidding me? That's just basically saying, "If I want someone to get shot in the ass and totally make the Bureau look like a total joke then we'll call you!" Other then that, I'm forever drowning in the decaff coffee and the cream filled donuts with agents swarming all over me to get the cream ones. You know the ones with the white and chocolate stuff inside? You know, I never really like that kind. Anyway, so I told you my mom was from Japan right? Well when people usually see the name they automatically suspect that I am from there. HA! Yeah right. I have only been there for like, 7 years. It was my home for a while, but my heart was with America. I know how to read and speak the language…oh and that they have a wicked Disney Land!

After brushing myself off (because after all, I did run into a stupid trash can) I continued down the middle of Central Park. Hey, it was a nice day! Why not right? So anyway, I walk down there, and on one of the benches was a couple, maybe my age, and they were all over each other. Just kissing, and hugging, him telling how "beautiful" she was, and just….ewww. I flinched with disgust!

"Eww! Get a room you two!" I yelled.

"Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me!" Snapped the blonde girl.

Oh no that blonde bimbo did NOT just say that! I lost it! I stopped in my tracks and turned around and stomped my happy ass over there and blew up!

"Look sister, you do not want to mess with me ok?" I walked on.

"And why not?" I heard her say.

Oh this chick was trying my patience. I was getting pretty gosh darn mad, but of course, I couldn't deck her because one of the rules to being a FBI role model, is 1, always respect the civilians in your surrounding because you never know when your going to need one of them for questioning. And 2, if you don't…you're fired. I don't really like 1 but I'm wiling to obey it as long as I don't have to resort to number 2. I cracked the fakest smile that I could possibly come up with.

"Look lady, I am on a strict schedule here and if I don't get to the HQ then I am going to have to book you."

I saw her roll her eyes at me as if I was joking. At this point, it is when we turn to Kate's rules, and that's "flash da badge!" and I do. I whipped out that badge and let her examine it. I tilled my awesome sun glasses to the tip of my nose in my hot badass cop kind of way.

"FBI agent are ya? Little young for an agent don't you think?" She asked with her eye brow flared.

"Not really. And this badge ma'am which means 'obey me or I'll arrest your ass'" Man, it felt so good to say that again, even though I was just a donut and coffee fetcher. I say that because I think my job is so lame there's not even a name for it!

"You're a joke! What are you, the FBI's personal guinea pig! Who in the world would be stupid enough to hire you? You're just a kid!"

Remember rule number 1? Screw it! I took that bitch by the hair and punched her in the face! She tackled me to the ground and we wrestled trying to pin each other down to get a good punch in. Her "boyfriend" stood there and just laughed at us.

The next thing I remember is, is my head commander or as I call him "chief", pacing back and forth in his office yelling at me.

"Domestic dispute, attack on innocent civilians, disturbing the peace? Why do you do this to me Kate? Why? I have already taken you off the Drug bust case, suspended you from the action, and the paper work because you can't even shred papers right!"

I held the ice pack on my bloody eye.

"Sir that shredder would not shred the items that I requested for it to shred and I distinctly remember it saying 'Shreds almost anything kind of paper'"

"Yeah but tin foil?"

"I had no where else to put it!" I said putting my long brown hair in a pony tail.

"How about a trash can, hmm?"

"Yes, but how do I know that, that trash can will recycle the tin foil so it can be made in-"

The chief slammed a folder on the desk and I jumped a little.

"You're killing me, Kate! You're killing me!"

I bowed my head in shame. My sarcasm has been known to get me into some trouble.

"I'm sorry Sir. I just wanna get back into the action so bad that I just go nuts some times."

"Well you better learn to control it or your never going to back if you don't start using you head! You know, that lump three feet above your ass!"

Now where have I heard that before?

"I'm so, so sorry Sir."

"Hit the gym Hikaroshi."

I sheepishly walked to through the office and saw every one starring at me and giggling like the worms they are.

"Hey, Kate. Where are our donuts?" Johnson said. Like his fat bald ass had any room to talk.

"Shut up tubby!" I yelled. Everyone kept laughing.

I walked in the locker room and changed into shorts and a sports bra. After, I walked in the empty gym and wrapped boxer taper around my fists and turned on the radio. I started to hit the punching bag just letting out all of the anger that I could. Punch after punch just letting it all out. I mean, why not? I have no friends, the opposite sex is scared of me, my parents are dead, and I am on the line of being fired. They more I thought about it, the more upset I got. I stopped punching and started kicking, and doing karate kicks, and using every martial art maneuver that I could until I was so tired. I breathed heavily, and I felt tears fall from my cheeks. A tear rolled down my nose as I hugged the punching bag in my arms.

"Why me? Why me?" I sobbed.

I wiped my tears, and took a shower and got dressed in just black sweats and a white tank top.. Since I had nothing else to do, I decided to go to the virtual shooting range. I grabbed the toy gun, and turned on the machine, shooting all the criminals directly in the heart. No misses, ever. I saw Chief stand next to me as I remained shooting.

"Ah, best Aim in the state, just like your mother was."

I paused then continued shooting.

"What's happened to you, Kate? You were the best of the best. What happened?"

I placed my gun down and looked at him.

"I don't know Sir, I just don't know. I think I'm just having an off year."

"The FBI has no room for 'off days', Kate."

I knew what he was getting at.

"Your going to fire me aren't you?"

"No, not fire you, this time,"

This time? Wow, that really a load off my mind. Sarcasm.

"You miss Japan don't you?"

I kept quiet but nodded slightly. I never really thought about it, but I do miss it, terribly.

"Well, Hikaroshi. I have decided to give you a mission."

A mission? Are you kidding me a mission? YES! What was it this time? Meth labs? Bomb threats? Mass murder? Serial killer?

"Yes! Thank you, thank you Chief! What is it?" I asked with a big smile.

"Well, some people from Tokyo have been saying that they have seen a dog man in a red Kimono and a blue ball cap, jumping from building to building in the city."

My smile turned to a frown.

"Is this some kind of a cruel joke?"

"Do I look like I play jokes?"

I stared at his wrinkled African American skin with a stirn look on his face.

"Not really…"

"Then trust me, I'm serious. The CIA contacted me and said they were way in over their heads. Even though the FBI is only for federal issues, they decided to let it slide. So they asked me if I had anyone that could help and you name came up and so I decided to send you, you being my best agent and one that is familiar with the land. I know it's not the best, but it will get you away from here for a while to your home land to gather your thoughts."

I nodded my head a little disappointed.

"Oh and, Kate?"

I turned to him.

"I have a little surprise for you. Come with me to my office."

I followed him to his office and he took out a key and opened a wooden cabinet and pulled out my two black semi-automatics, hand guns.

"Here, I figured you might want them."

I was so excited! I love these things as if they were my own children!

"Awesome…" I said under my breath. I began to cradle them in my arms.

"And maybe this."

He hands me my leather outfit with my bullet belt and gun holders. Then he hands me a piece of paper.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"It's a warrant to have these guns on the plane."

Then he hands me another piece of paper.

"And this is your plane ticket and a reservation at the Kikarashi Hotel. Now go home, and pack and get a good night sleep you head for Tokyo in the jet tomorrow."

I left the building and got on my awesome black rocket (it's a motor cycle) and rode down town to my junky little apartment. I climbed up the 14 flights of stairs and got out my suitcase and started packing. I threw in my guns, warrant, the outfit and packed my whole drawer of clothes. I put my sunglasses in there, a dagger my dad gave me, and a picture of my parents and me. I looked at it and held it in my hands. I kissed it and put it in my bag. I walked into my kitchen or at least, what looks like a kitchen, and took out random foods and colas and stuffed them in my bag. What? I might get hungry! Then I packed shampoo, rags and soap. Gotta stay clean right?

After packing, I just crashed on my bed trying to go to sleep. All I could think about was Tokyo. My home, it's been a long time since I was there. Now it won't just be a faint memory. God I love my life.