A/N

Okay, this is the last chapter for tonight.

Enjoy and Review?

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~Smo

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.

Chapter 7

Kagome was excited. She wanted to find Shippo, was worried for his life, but she was also excited. She loved the idea of roaming the city, investigating like a real police officer. It was just too much to think about. The anticipation was killing her.

In fact, she hadn't even worn a corset thinking she might chase a criminal. She knew that a corset would only slow her down. She would need to breathe.

There was a knock at the door. Her whole body did a flip of excitement and suddenly she felt guilty. She shouldn't be this excited to find a boy that should not have been kidnapped in the first place.

She practically ran down the stairs to greet the Commissioner. He had wide eyes when he saw her. Kagome had pulled back her hair in a loose bun. The only jewelry she had on were two dangling earrings and a pendent necklace her mother had given her. The dress she wore was of ivory color and it wasn't as elegant as her other dresses. It was plain and she had worn it with the assumption that it would get dirty somehow.

Sesshoumaru cleared his throat to get the blood back into his head. It had washed straight down to his groin when he saw her. It was obvious when a lady was not wearing a corset. Their breasts were bouncier, curvier, and, in his opinion, more fun. Hers were definitely free as she jogged down the stairs.

This woman was an angel. No, she couldn't be with that devious little plan to seduce him. Surely, that was her goal. It had to be, because he would not fall so easily if she hadn't done something. She was a witch.

"You're early," she whispered, feeling under breathless at his hungered look.

"I figured you'd be waiting in anticipation," Sesshoumaru teased as he tipped his hat in greeting. He then smirked. He had planned out this day. He would torment her until she didn't want to follow him around. "I was thinking last night," he began, "I understand that a woman has a reputation to protect."

Kagome instantly bristled. "Tell me you aren't pulling me off the investigation!" She pleaded, giving him that vulnerable look he just couldn't look away from.

"No, but I have figured out a way to protect it," Sesshoumaru added. He then grinned, "I bought this for you."

He handed her a cardboard box. Kagome blinked at it, giving him a confused look. "It is inappropriate to except gifts from you," she added. Sesshoumaru flicked his hand to dismiss the remark.

He watched with pent up excitement as she opened it. The confused look on her face doubled. "I don't quite understand..." she trailed off as she pulled out a men's white shirt, a wrap of gauze with medical tape, and boy sized breeches, along with a paperboy hat and ankle boots.

"In order to preserve your reputation, you will disguise yourself as a boy," Sesshoumaru all but ordered. His tone was firm and Kagome was actually afraid to argue with the challenge resting in his eyes.

"I-I see," she uttered under her breath. She hadn't really comprehended. It took her about three minutes before Sesshoumaru cleared his throat.

"I will wait," he added. Kagome took that as a sign that he was serious.

She cleared her throat, nerves suddenly about her. How was she going to hide her hair and breasts? "Shiyo, send Akane up to my room," Kagome pleaded, dragging herself back up the stairs.

"Bring the sketch of the man down as well!" Sesshoumaru called up, trying to hide his victorious smirk.

Kagome groaned when she entered her bedchamber once more. She began to untie the fastenings of her dress. It fell to the ground, nothing but her chemise and pantyhose keeping her shielded. Those two, would have to go in order to get into the damned breeches and shirt.

The door opened and Akane stood there with an amused expression. "Sesshoumaru has informed me of your situation," she added with a smirk. It then disappeared with a look of concern. "I am worried, you needn't help us," Akane informed her.

Kagome shot her a glance in the mirror. "Akane, I have already given Sesshoumaru a lead! I will be just fine," she added. She watched as Akane lifted the gauze with a questioning glance. Kagome only pointed to her bosom.

She stepped out of her panty hose and chemise, now standing completely bare in front of the mirror. Akane reached around and began winding the gauze tightly around her breasts. They instantly hurt and Kagome knew this was going to be worse than wearing a corset.

Akane finished wrapping and Kagome pulled off her earrings, tucking in her necklace to the long-sleeved white shirt that Akane handed her. The breeches were next. The rough denim made Kagome grimace as she pulled them up and tucked her shirt on.

Next, was conquering her hair. Akane set it into a high ponytail. She pulled the remainder in circles against it before shoving a dozen pins in to keep it from falling. Kagome was in utter defeat when she pulled the hat off and looked in the mirror. She looked like a boy, a young lad.

Akane's outburst of laughter didn't help her self-esteem. "You could've been a playmate for Shippo!" She exclaimed happily, but saddened at the mention of her son.

Kagome's hand patted her shoulder, "We'll find him Akane, trust us."

She gave a sniffle. Kagome gave her a reassuring smile as she leaned over the chair to tie the boots. They had holes and then buckles she had to loop and twist the strings through before tying them into double knotted bows. She rolled her ankles and hissed. "These are horrible!" She shouted, the cotton socks she wore doing little to protect her feet from the leather sole at the bottom.

Akane giggled, following Kagome as she left the room. Sesshoumaru wouldn't allow this to go through, there was no way.

Unfortunately, his triumphant smile told Kagome all she needed to know. She descended down the stairs once more, happy that Miroku had taken Sango out in the park. She would be humiliated if anyone found out she was wearing this.

Sesshoumaru laughed under his breath. "You look like a paperboy," he commented. Kagome shot him a look that could kill as she stormed passed him and out of the house.

"You'll have to change your voice a bit," Sesshoumaru added, following after her. He quickly passed her in time to open the door. She slid in next to him, crossing her arms over her flat chest.

"Did you bring the sketch?" Sesshoumaru asked. Kagome forced a nod and handed him the piece of paper, trying to keep quiet. She felt like crying for disobeying nature's will and dressing as a boy.

Sesshoumaru eyed the sketch. It was well done if it was only be a verbal description. The man had a long face, a large bald spot and foreign looking eyes. He was chubbier with pale skin. It was a good description. Kagome had even added color to make the eyes a dark gray. "Nice," he added in approval.

Kagome flushed at the compliment. "Do you recognize him? Is he a known criminal?" She asked.

Sesshoumaru shook his head, "I don't know him, but we'll go to the pub tonight and see if anyone recognizes the picture."

Kagome suddenly felt a surge of pride course through her. She had done something good. "Where are we off to now?" She asked.

"I am going to Naraku's," Sesshoumaru informed her while handing her a piece of paper, "You are going to this address. You're going to ask for a woman named Yura and hand her that sketch. She's going to ask a few of her clients. My driver will escort you. Say the Commissioner Taisho sent you."

Kagome gave a nod. She was thankful that she didn't have to deal with Naraku and was still doing work. She tucked the paper and sketch back into her lap, beginning to play with her fingers as it got quiet.

Sesshoumaru was the first to break the silence. "I heard that you were asking about me," he said with a smirk. It was one of complete arrogance.

"Don't flatter yourself," Kagome answered tightly. "I wanted to make sure you were an actual Commissioner and not another cat that just wanted fame."

"Well," Sesshoumaru started with a joking smirk, "I'm a bit of both."

He eyed her once more. The angelic face staged as a boy was almost too much to handle. He wasn't into it at all, but it was the fact of knowing what was underneath that got to him so much. It was the art of tease and hidden knowledge that made him harden so quickly at the sight of her.

Maybe Kagura was right. Maybe he did need a dip in the forbidden fountain. Sesshoumaru drew up one conclusion. He had to find this boy alive and fast if he wanted to keep his sane mind.

"You don't care what people think of you," Kagome suddenly said, surprising herself with her boldness. "I mean-You seem like you don't."

"You're completely right," Sesshoumaru agreed with a voice that made Kagome curious. It was suddenly cold and stoic. It caused her blood to turn to liquid ice. There was more to it than that, but she didn't press on.

She didn't want to know more about this man. He was already blackmailing her with Shippo's life, and pretty damn irresistible. He was every woman's physical dream, and there was this look he gave a woman that made her fall to her knees and beg. He was dangerous, and Kagome didn't like dangerous things.

Kagome needed safety. She needed trust and responsibility in a husband. She wanted a man that would be loyal to her and love her until they both grew old. Sesshoumaru didn't mark any of those boxes. He was a gambler, womanizer, and drinker. The same as her father, and she didn't want one of those.

The car suddenly stopped. The door opened outside of a large country estate. Kagome had no idea where Naraku had lived, but she didn't expect it to be in a large city mansion. It was insanely big, but blocked when Sesshoumaru leaned back into a car.

He swept her into a chaste kiss in her current state of awe. "Don't let Yura lure you in, alright?" He warned. Before Kagome could ask any more questions, he shut the door and began climbing the steps.

Kagome cleared her throat, trying to get the kiss out of her mind. She pulled the piece of paper and offered it to the driver. "Don't worry Sir," he said, taunting her gender, "Master Taisho goes there frequently."

Her skin suddenly felt dirty. Sesshoumaru frequented a brothel. It didn't surprise her, but she felt disappointment. How could she be so tempted by such a distasteful man?

Sure, he was nice to look at, and held a respectable career. However, his lifestyle was completely humiliating. He would put his wife through misery with such hobbies. Kagome sighed, her heart suddenly falling. Yet, she was soon going to be his.

The car stopped once more in a rather nice neighborhood. The town house was really a complex for multiple families. There was no address on the building, and it may have looked rather run down, but Kagome had high hopes.

She opened the door and stepped out of the car. She did a quick look over herself to make sure her hair was still pinned up and her breasts had yet to jump out in protest. Everything was fine.

Her feet padded up the stairs in the boots. She pulled the door knocker back and hit it against the door three times.

She heard the sound of faraway footsteps. They drew nearer until the door opened. She was shocked at the beauty before her. The luscious red hair and emerald eyes was almost abnormal. The doll-like face and button nose made Kagome instantly envious. "I-," she cleared her throat, pushing some sort of masculinity into it, "I'm looking for Yura."

The woman gave Kagome a once over. "You're a bit too young, boy," she commented, but opened the door anyways. "I'm Ayame, come in," she added but did not make eye contact as she disappeared.

Kagome was left to wander the hall. The red carpet beneath her feet was cleaned. The pictures that hung on the walls were rather immodest. There were nude women holding white sheets against their body, or small devils teasing a sleeping human. The lighting was dim and Kagome barely made out the small midget that greeted her.

The dwarf barely reached her waist. A cigarette hung from her red lips. Her short black hair was tidy, but her eyes looked baggy. "What do you want, boy? I don't sell to children," she argued.

Kagome fumbled in her own astonishment for the sketch. "Commissioner Taisho, Sesshoumaru," somehow, Kagome knew they were on a first name basis, "sent me. I am to show you this sketch and see if any of your women have seen it."

The small woman snatched the paper from Kagome, who winced when she collected a paper cut. She bit her lip to keep from crying out as she blew on it. Yura sighed as she looked at the sketch. "A face only a mother can love, huh," she mused with a cruel laugh.

She turned to Kagome, waddling back down the hall and disappearing. Kagome wasn't sure if she should, or wanted, to follow the woman. She found her legs moving though as she peered through a doorway. Scantily clad women were having what looked to be breakfast. She saw the sketch already being tossed around.

Kagome watched their reactions and eyed a woman when the paper got to her. The female gave a frozen look, before throwing the paper to the next one and forcing herself to go back to eating. She had bronzed hair and fiery blue eyes that rivaled the sky itself. Kagome tucked it into memory as Yura pushed her back into the hallway and handed the sketch back.

Kagome whispered softly, "What is the girl's name? The one with the blue eyes and dirty-blond hair?" She asked.

Yura looked her over but sighed, "She's Honey."

Kagome gave a thankful nod, stepping back down into the street. The driver was standing there with her door open. She got in, thankful that she was out of the brothel. The driver glanced at her in the rear view mirror.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

Kagome sneered, "I can't believe women would do such things. I-I couldn't imagine doing that simply for money."

The man laughed to himself, and Kagome realized that this man probably frequented the place to. In fact, it was probably what Sesshoumaru gave his employee's as a bonus.

"Are we going to fetch Sesshoumaru?" Kagome asked when she saw the automobile turn around. This contraption was a lot smoother than a horse drawn carriage and Kagome found it quite fun to ride in.

"Yes, Miss," he added.

Kagome only gave a nod before there was a loud smack on the hood of the car. The door suddenly opened and a man, breathing heavily, slid in. "Hey, Tosh! Give me a lift back to his house alright?"

The driver cleared his throat, eyes gesturing towards Kagome. She was gawking at this man in shock at his rude behavior of jumping in to the moving vehicle.

"Hey," he tipped his head and cracked a smirk, "I'm Inuyasha. Are you my half-brother's errand boy?"