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Chapter 10: Rescue plans

The plan was fairly simple, considering the creator of it. Inuyasha hung out by himself at the hotel Kagome and he had checked into and waited for the signal Miroku would give him. He remembered the conversation.

"You have a plan?" a surprised Miroku asked. Inuyasha ignored the surprise on his face and continued.

"Yeah I do." He said, holding up the papers to let Sango and Miroku see. "This is where the chip is a the moment. It's most likely that he took Kagome there, if he wants to program the chip."

Sango raised an eyebrow. "Where is it?"

Inuyasha sighed. "Far. Hours from here, in the steeper part of the countryside. It's supposed to be some kind of manor."

"Give me the directions and I'll plan a path for you to take. I'll also see what else we can help you with, but I better warn you, you'll need to learn to use Kagome's equipment if you want to infiltrate correctly; that's why this needed to be a two-person mission."

Inuyasha hung his head and just nodded.

That's when Miroku cut off the transmission and Inuyasha returned to the hotel. It was late because he had spent most of the night trying to learn the mechanics of Kagome's equipment and he had made some progress, but the majority of her gadgets were decipherable to him. He shrugged to himself. He would just have to use the ones that worked best with him.

Trying to sleep was hard. No matter what, he felt that something was missing. He would glance at the bed beside him, and know that in his heart, he missed Kagome so much. She was such a talker that the silence disturbed him; she was so bright and happy that the darkness unsettled him. His chest ached like never before and he wanted it to end. He didn't understand.

Sure, Kagome was attractive, but was he in love with her? As in, real love? Is that why he couldn't stand the thought of her being near Kouga? Is that why he missed her so much and was determined to get her back? He felt as if the answers evaded him and they wouldn't clear up until he saw her again. He wanted to see her. He needed to see her.

He was so scared he wouldn't find her alive. He prayed to any god, that she would be okay. If something ever happened to her . . . he would never forgive himself. Scratch that, he would jump off the tallest building he could find, just to be with her again.

Deciding that sleep was the best option for his now splitting head-ache, he closed his eyes, and quicker than he had hoped for, he was sound asleep.

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Kagome groaned as she turned to the side, her wrists aching and chaffed from the ropes that still bound her. Naraku had been true to his word; every part of her was aching, and in some areas, bleeding. A small gash decorated her forehead, a few already-healing scratches on her arms and many more smaller cuts that had been used for torture lined her lower legs.

Blood wasn't the end of it though. Force was as much of a contributor in this as much as a knife had been. Kagome had been thrown to every which way in the cold, dark cell. Her head hurt from all of the times it had come in contact with the walls of the small room; she was sure she had numerous concussions there. She also had bruises from places she had been punched of grabbed with force.

Kagome hissed in pain as she tried to sit up. Even with all the pain, she still refused to help Naraku. Now that she was being held captive, she had nothing else to fall back on. At least like this, she could stay alive a lot longer than if she just gave him the information. She was sure he would go back on the promise about setting her free if she helped; she snorted. When did the bad guy ever leave anyone alive? She wasn't that naïve.

Her eyelids were heavy but sleep evaded her. When she wasn't being tortured, she would distract herself with images of Inuyasha. She missed him terribly, even his snide comments about her intelligence. She found that she missed their usual banters and it made her smile at the thought of them.

She wondered what he was thinking, what he was doing. She wondered if he even cared to save her. He probably knew her secret already—she had planned to tell him when the chip was back in their hands, but now that she was kidnapped, Sango had probably spilled the beans. The truth about the chip was dealt and she wondered whether Inuyasha hated her now.

But was it like it was before? Kagome had never wanted to remember, but in fact, she knew exactly why they had started to fight. She had suppressed it, almost to the point that it felt like a dream, but now it was as vivid as if it had just happened the day before. Her memory was far to good to forget it completely.

She was new around these parts and it certainly didn't help calm down her fears as she walked into the S.S head quarters. Who knew that the secret spies actually existed? Kagome had always been fascinated by the subject, but she was blown away that it was true.

Fifteen-year-old Kagome stared at the ominous building. She knew she was being recruited for a very special project and she hoped that the people here would treat her nicely. She was smart, yes, but back in her old life, it wasn't something that helped you gain friends. She had always been isolated and being the smartest had its downsides, but now, she thanked the gods that had endowed her with so much knowledge. The opportunity to work as a spy was her greatest dream come true.

She was greeted at the gate by the people who were to become her mentors. She followed them, letting them guide her on a tour of the facility. She was genuinely impressed by most of the equipment she saw and the other spies there too. They were all so good, Kagome felt her stomach twist into knots about having to be better than them. She stopped herself and mentally scolded herself. She needed to stop comparing herself to others, or else she would never be able to be happy with herself.

That's when she saw him.

He looked beautiful; even the mentors stood back to admire the handy-work of this one trainee. Kagome peered into the window and saw that it was an indoor training center. Her ears caught some of her mentor's conversation.

"Wow, Inuyasha's been working really hard hasn't he?" The man with silver-hair commented. Now that Kagome got a good glance at him, he looked a lot like the boy inside training.

"Yes, he seems to be determined to be placed for something." The woman with black hair commented.

"Wish his brother was this interested in espionage." The man muttered this under his breath and the woman only glared slightly at him.

"Inutaisho, you must respect your son's wishes."

My ears perked. Were the boy and my mentor related?

The man shrugged and walked away, the woman looking hesitantly at the silver-haired boy, but followed the man. Kagome lagged behind, just to watch the guy train. He was handsome, that went without saying, but he was also strong. Very strong. She was about to turn away when her mentor called for her. She glanced at the boy again and found him staring at her, eyes full of hatred. His glare elicited fear in Kagome;what had she ever done to him?

"Hurry, Kagome." Her female mentor called.

She hurried away, but not before glancing at the boy again. This time, while his eyes were still hard, there was something there, but she had no time too decipher it.

It was only days letter that she met the arrogant, rude and positively barbaric silver-haired boy named Inuyasha. He called her ugly and a know-it-all; she called him stupid and brash. The list went on and on.

They never got over their first encounter. Kagome knew they were wrong for holding a grudge towards each other. If she came out of this alive, she would apologize for all the names she called Inuyasha which, needless to say, weren't all that pleasant. But then, what? What would they be like towards each other after their pretense of arguing was gone? Kagome knew it would only get complicated and she knew why; they started to have feelings for each other. She wasn't dense, even though some people might have you think so just because she was smart.

It had taken her to be kidnapped, brutally beaten and exhausted to understand the pain in her chest that wasn't related to the wounds inflicted upon her. She physically ached for Inuyasha and it was then she realized she had more than friendly feelings for him; actually, this could have started since the first day they met. Maybe it was the arguments that had hindered for the love to grow and now that they were partners it was like they were forced to realize their feelings.

The only thing Kagome lamented was the fact that she had only figured it out now, when there was almost no chance of her getting out. The knots on the ropes binding her were tight and she couldn't see if there were any nails around, but she doubted it. The ground was stone, not wood.

Kagome moved back into her corner and hid her face when the door opened, but thankfully only a meager meal of bread crusts and water were shoved through it. She silently wondered who was working the door since she knew Naraku did not stand the sight of her to guard her all day.

A plan began to formulate as she gazed at the food in front of her. It was out of her comfort zone; it was risky, but since when did she let that take the fight out of her? She needed to get back to Inuyasha, to fix things between them and to destroy the chip.

She gripped the plate and set it aside. She would wait for the right time to eat the bread crusts and hoped her plan would work.

It had to.

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"Inuyasha!"

The groggy, alarmed half-demon fell out of his bed and fell onto the floor with a thud. Lifting himself quickly to a sitting position, although half asleep, he glanced up and blinked a few times before his eyes focused.

"Miroku?" He asked incredulous, looking at his best friend.

Miroku, who was dressed in the usual espionage get-up, pulled extended his hand to his disoriented friend. "Need a hand?"

Inuyasha graciously accepted the hand, pulling himself up with it. "Why are you here?"

"To get Kagome, of course." He said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

The half-demon rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but why?"

Miroku sighed and scratched his head. "Sango refused to stay put and since we can't go by ourselves on important missions, I had to tag along."

Inuyasha clamped a hand to Miroku's shoulder. "You're being whipped, man."

"I know." Miroku sighed. "But . . . I love her."

Inuyasha shrugged. "Your call, not mine. But hey," He eyed Miroku, "If that's the case, then tell her. If you don't she mind end up . . . like Kagome." Inuyasha lowered his voice at the mention of his missing partner. Miroku wanted to console him, but just as he was thinking of something to say, Sango barged in.

"Get moving, boys!" She yelled, grabbing both agents from the collars. "The longer we wait, the less time we have to save Kagome."

Miroku spluttered. "W-we still have to wait, Sango! At least a day."

"What?" Sango let go of Inuyasha, who fell onto the floor in surprise as she held Miroku close enough that if he leaned in, he could kiss her. Sango, though, had other things on her mind. "Why can't we go?"

"Because I have yet to fix the car that Naraku's men deprogrammed."

Sango let him go in a huff and ran a hand through her loose hair. "Damn it, we can't afford an extra day! Kagome might . . ." Her face broke into a pained expression and she left her sentence hanging in the air, the absence of the words she was going to say powerful in silence.

Inuyasha didn't like the silence and he could feel the guilt creep and grip hard onto his heart. He needed something to distract himself, all of them.

"Let's go work on that car, Miroku." He said, not glancing at either of them as he walked out the room and into the hall.

Sango sighed. "Fine. Just hurry up."

Miroku's hand found Sango's and he gave it a gentle squeeze. Sango, surprised at the gesture, blushed and let go quickly, looking away. Miroku only smiled and followed Inuyasha's path out the door.

Sango went to sit down on the bed, feeling it sink under her weight. She let her head fall into her hands in a mixture of exhaustion and desperation. She wished so much that she could go get Kagome right now. She felt helpless, which was why she had dragged Miroku with her all the way here. It was the first time they had been involved in a mission physically and the stress was almost too much for Sango's nerves.

And what was Miroku doing? Sango was well-aware of his feelings for her and she believed she felt the same way, but she was scared. Any time, any place, something could happen and someone could die. It was a common occurrence in her profession. She was scared . . . just like she was scared for Kagome.

If she were only here . . . she could probably tell me what to do. She always knows what to say. Sango thought bitterly. Kagome could be dead in a second, an hour or a day. They didn't know and that's why it was so important for them to get there as soon as possible.

She decided that wallowing in her worries weren't going to get her to Kagome faster and walked out to help Inuyasha and Miroku fix the car. Who knows what Miroku could mess up if she wasn't there to help?

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A/N: Alright here you go! That's chapter ten for you. The story is almost finished so expect one, two chapters left? Still haven't decided yet. I hope you review and tell me whether the chapter was to your liking!

~Daichilover