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Rated: T


"Damn that Sesshoumaru!" Kagome muttered under her breath, cursing her 'brother' with all sorts of explicit names, "He's one of the Kings of Makai, but his human business is more important than a breach in the barrier?"

'And he doesn't even need anymore money, so who cares if he fails the negotiations with that man,' Kagome smoothed down her school blue plaid skirt and continued her mental rents within her mind, 'I don't even what his name is...?' She wondered vaguely, walking down the final flight of stairs to ground-level.

She had to keep her exercise high.

'How the hell will I ever finish school if I have to purify every single little demon that gets through–' Kagome's thoughts were abruptly cut off when a force smashed her into the ground and she just barely responded in time to right herself up.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" The boy, who was obviously foreign because he was speaking in English, "By the way," The young boy was slightly older than Souta, "You haven't happen to see Bruce Wayne around here, have you?" He scratched the back of his black hair in a sheepish.

Kagome blinked, losing her irritation with the boy for knocking her over, 'That name sounds familiar,' She thought with furrowed brows, "Sorry, but I don't," She shook her head apologetically and then her facial expression turned more into worry, "Would you like me to help you find him?" She asked, eyeing the black shades he was wearing over his eyes.

The boy would have answered had it not been for the arm that casually swung over his shoulder and dragged him into a bigger body and that voice of one of his comrades just had to ruin the moment.

"Only one day in Japan and you're already picking up hot chicks!"