The Messenger
Chapter 3
By: Rachynn

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha

---This is the start of the chapter---

She was waiting. She had to wait for someone once every hundred years or so. Waiting occurred when she was ahead of schedule or the subject was behind. Since she could not relay a message without the subject being present, Kikyo did the only logical thing that any waiting person could do. She leaned back against the rough brick wall of the alley way and whistled.

It was a slow tune, very legato and quiet. She couldn't recall when she had first heard it, but for centuries it had been her favorite song. She had forgotten the lyrics a while back though, which was depressing. It would have been nice to be able to put words to the tune.

It was early morning. The sun was slowly climbing in the cloudless sky. She was standing in an alley, deep in the labyrinth of downtown. The aroma of the restaurant across the street filled her nose. It was some foreign cuisine restaurant, nothing she could recall tasting when she had been alive. The alley was almost deserted, except for a few stray cats, and a large mountain of garbage bags further down.

Sometimes she was grateful for a break, as long as it didn't put her too far behind in her work. Now was one of those times. She stopped whistling when someone else entered the alley. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his over stuffed red coat, he stared straight ahead, a purpose in his steps.

Here was her subject, 5 minutes past the estimated time of arrival. She stood up straight and stepped into his path. She must have startled him, because he stopped abruptly and raised his hand to his chest.

"Who are you?" He demanded in a harsh tone of voice.

"That's unimportant." she replied, in an almost equally harsh tone. "What's important is the news I have for you." She was standing directly in his path, blocking him from going forward. If he was going to run, he had to turn back the way he came.

He raised an eyebrow, looking skeptical. "News? Ya right, do you even know who I am?" His voice lost some of it's harshness, but not a lot. A baseball cap covered his head, and shaded his eyes to an extent. His puffy coat obscured anything that would have given away what kind of frame he had. He wore dark jeans and large white shoes. To her, he looked like a typical young adult of the age, nothing to special.

However, she did know who he was. Inuyasha Kerito, 21 year old waiter at a foreign food restaurant. He lived alone, made minimum wage and had a slightly higher than average fondness for ramen. His parents were dead, and he had lived most of his life in the care of his maternal grandmother, who had passed on recently as well. He still slept with a teddy bear. The list that she always got via email came equipped with very detailed profiles.

"I know who you are, I have to." She said, "It would be rather unfortunate if I got the wrong person. Very unfortunate indeed."

He gave her a strange look. "If you're wasting my time, I'm going to be very unhappy. What's this news that your talking about?"

"There was a drive by shooting last night. Your brother, Sesshomaru Kerito, was a rather unfortunate victim. I'm sorry for your loss." She stated simply. Over excessive dramatics while giving the message had gone out of style with the Messengers decades ago. With the booming population, more people dying, and dramatics were deemed too time consuming and dropped by many Messengers.

The subject stared at her blankly. "That's all?" he asked.

"Well...ya..."

"So. My brother is dead?"

"Yes."

"Can I go now?"

He didn't seem to care at all. At all. She could detect no reaction in him, this was a first. She had met people who had cared very little about the dead subject but they still had a reaction of some kind! What was going on. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"You don't care?" she asked, rather bleakly. "This is strange. Why?"

"Um... I don't ever recall feeling any family affection toward my brother. Frankly, he's a piece of shit. Now he's gone, and the world is a better place." He stated this all with a calm face and steady voice.

She was immediately intrigued. An absent reaction was a first and she was a curious creature, as much as her job and life style would allow. He took a step towards her.

"Now are you going to move or am I going to have to push my way through you?" he asked. "I would really like to get home, I worked all night."

She moved aside, though had he kept going he would have simply walked right through her. He gave her a look as he passed, continuing his way down the alley. Stunning amber eyes locked with her own gray one's for a split second.

She was about to leave herself when she heard something that made her pause. The subject Inuyasha had made it to the other end of the alley. The slow tune that she had been whistling came floating back at her. She was surprised at the coincidence.

Perhaps he knew the lyrics? This could be worth checking out in the future.

Kikyo disappeared from view a moment later.

---This is the End of the Chapter---

---This is the Author's Note---

Dude another chapter. Yay. Not much happened in this chapter, but like I said, I'm not taking this fic too seriously. (Sorry) However, I do have a generally plan-esque kind of thing planned out for this fic... I think. Thank your for reading and please review. I smile.

Regarding Bread Crumbs: I just got a new computer today. Imagine my anger and extreme disappointment when I found that the floppy I had saved all my fan fiction onto in order to transfer them to my new PC was rendered incompatible with said new computer. This includes the half completed FINAL chapter of Bread Crumbs. So tomorrow I have to go to school with the floppy, save all the fan fiction to my server space at school and then email it to myself. This could take awhile. I'm soooo sorry. To make things worse, I have to convert all my fics into a word pad or notepad document because this new computer DOESN'T HAVE MICROSOFT WORD and then send them. Blah, so much work. So little time. (I'm actually writing this chapter in a strange word processing program I found in the bowels of this computer.) CONCLUSION: I am halfway through the last chapter of Bread Crumbs. It is coming, do not worry. I just have to get it onto this computer and finish it. (I'm to lazy to rewrite the hole thing, sorry.) /end rant . Sorry for the caps lock.