Told you I'd be back. So here is the next chapter. Thank you all for the reviews!

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Fanfiction sites (in general) are technically illegal anyways because it's copyright, regardless of disclaiming... So I really don't get the point.

Anyways...


Loyal Traitor

Chapter Eleven


The next week seemed to slip by so easily I was barely aware of any double crossing. I didn't know at the time and I wish I did. Because while I was wrapped in emotions and a puzzle of life and death, death seemed to be creeping closer and closer…


His blood was pulsing, the heart beat that erratically stoked him pumping faster and faster. His eyes stared straight ahead and his hair gleamed in the darkness with the stars guiding his way. He no longer felt trapped. He no longer felt a prisoner.

He kept running, the woods darkening the further he ran. He was no more than a shadow dancing in the starlight. He was darkness. He was invisible.

He was waiting.

The trees around him thickened; the trunks massive in comparison to his small body. He stood there, catching his breath. He looked behind him, staring dully at the inky blackness that surrounded him.

Any human would be afraid of this blanket of suffocation, the darkness that inflicted stabs of fear into the imaginative minds of those who create demons. He knew that demons existed, he knew all too well.

Real and fiction, demons lived. They were inside the very walls of your house or the very walls of your mind. They were everywhere, taking over. And he was one of them.

And so was the figure watching him.

"At least you're not late this time."

The male snorted, leaning against the thick trees that once blocked his path. He need not worry. He didn't have to go any further. "I was hardly late last time."

"That's still late."

"Tight-ass," the man coughed. "Bullshit."

The demon that was hidden from his view didn't comment. "I have news."

"And so do I."

"Kagome is getting very close. I hope you're aware of that."

"Obviously."

The sigh his visitor gave sounded tedious, as if he had heard that line over and over. "I'm not so sure that you are. I was told she's getting used to the life of Hell's Mark."

"As does everyone," the man said, shrugging.

"She seems to be getting close to the others."

Now, the man growled. "If you think this is going to compromise our plan, you're a sadly mistaken fucker."

The blow behind his head was so swift he didn't see it coming. He fell to the ground, rolling to get back up. The world was spinning, but the most he could see was bushes sliding out of place and lifting off the ground.

"Don't fucking talk to me in that tone again."

The man bit his lip, blood seeping slowly into his mouth. He dare not speak, though he so badly wanted to. More softly, he said, "I know what I have to do. She seems so distracted all the time though. It's hard to get into her head."

"I don't pay you to become Dr. Phil, you pathetic shit. I pay you to take care of things, for good."

"I will," the man said, smiling. "I'll take good care, trust me."

"As long as that's understood. But I have other news, besides her."

"And what's that?"

"More are going to get involved with this. It's going to get complicated."

The man tried to pinpoint where his boss was in the darkness, but finally gave up. "What do you mean 'get involved'? I don't like the sound of that."

"Of course not."

"Dammit! Are you going to explain or not?"

The demon smiled despite himself. "Well…"


"Ew," I murmured, severely grossed out by the black toast I shoved into my mouth. "This is like cardboard."

"Tell me about it," Ayame commented, gulping a bite of hers down. She seemed to be taking it a lot better than I was though I blamed it on the fact that she had been here much longer and was probably used to Kageromaru and Kanna's pre-training snack.

Point blank: it was terrible.

I stared at the jar of peanut butter and then looked at my toast which was already drenched of the cream. I held back the urge to slap on some more. My reasoning was simple: if I tasted only peanut butter, the shit that was going in my mouth would be like the crunchy surprise filling.

I took one more large bite of the toast and threw it on my plate, thoroughly disgusted. I couldn't eat anymore. The more I ate it, the more I was disgusted by the fact that was sitting in my poor innocent stomach. I didn't want to start being bulimic so I closed my eyes and waiting for the feeling of utter repulsion to pass.

"So, last night… I heard a few things," Ayame started. I said nothing, waiting for her to continue. Everyone was busy chatting in order to ignore the food that was clearly waiting to be eaten –or thrown out.

"Interesting things," Ayame pushed, and I sensed that she was waiting for me to speak. I wasn't exactly curious either.

I was on the verge of death and I was being forced to talk about gossip.

Just kill me now, God. Just kill me now.

"Like what?" I managed, breathing a bit easier.

Ayame hesitated and I suddenly became slightly worried. I sat up, staring into her emerald green eyes, forgetting about my repugnance of the toast.

Suddenly, she smiled. "Footsteps."

My breath caught in my throat. She had to be kidding me.

"So for how long?" Ayame asked, smiling wickedly.

I balked momentarily, but gained my composure. "I don't have a clue on what you're talking about."

Ayame glared at me playfully. "I can't believe you didn't tell me that you and Inuyasha were sneaking around together! I knew something was up but you never mentioned it."

I started to feel bad. Ayame told me everything and even though it was my training at Renege rather than my lack of trust in her, my guilty conscious was getting the better of me.

"It was just recently," I murmured, avoiding eye contact. I stared at that damned piece of toast. It should've been in hell by then, that cursed thing.

And then I realized it was already there.

Ayame wiggled her eyebrows. "Just how recent?"

"Two days," I lied, looking at her now. I gave her my best innocent look. I didn't want her to think that this had been going on for over a week. Every night, Inuyasha would sneak into my room and we would either roll around for a bit before hitting the hay or we just flat-out slept. As long as Inuyasha snuck into his room quickly every morning, nothing would be discovered.

Obviously, my disillusioned fantasy had just been killed.

I thought that if I made it seem like it was only recently, she wouldn't get mad. Also, it would save the gossip from spreading so fast.

"I didn't want to say anything just yet," I started, a false story rolling off my tongue. "I wasn't sure how set in stone it was."

"Set in stone?" Ayame squealed. "You mean…?"

Fuck.

"No, no, no!" I quickly cut her off. "We're not together, or even an item."

"So it's just sex then?" Ayame asked me quizzically.

Fuck again.

"No! That's not it. I guess we could be an item, I mean, he is attractive and fairly sweet…"

Ayame's jaw dropped. "It's based on lust? Looks?"

Fuck me sideways and back again.

"NO! Fine. We're an item. It has nothing to do with sex, or looks. We just enjoy being together." I was going to have a heart attack. Thank God Inuyasha wasn't here right now or I would've died of embarrassment.

"Woman, something is wrong with you," Ayame said, shaking her head. "Nothing to do with sex? Are you crazy? The world lives off sex. Literally."

Leave it to Ayame to point out the obvious.

"It's not like that," I mutter.

Ayame continued to shake her head. She sighed. "That's bullshit."

"Not quite," I countered. "We haven't, just to clear that up."

"Oh, so you haven't but you want to. So what's stopping you?"

"Ayame! Please!" I beg. I was thinking of going on my knees. I just wanted out of the conversation immediately.

Before…

"Hey Kagome," a familiar voice said close to me and I wanted to get a gun and shoot myself right then and there.

Hello, Inuyasha.

Great timing, Inuyasha.

Damn you look so good, Inuyasha.

He was shirtless and it was a sight to see. He grabbed my unfinished toast and popped it into his mouth. I didn't even see him chew; I just noticed his Adam's Apple bobbing as he swallowed.

I gasped. "How the hell…?"

Inuyasha grinned and patted his stomach. "Cast iron, baby. Nothing could beat this."

"Right," Kouga smirked, rolling his eyes. "I'm sure."

If I didn't do something soon, I knew Ayame was going to continue our previous and very touchy subject. That and I was most likely going to do something embarrassing.

Like drooling.

"Come on Ayame," I ushered, grabbing her arm and pulling her up. "Let's get warmed up. Training is going to start soon."

"But Kagome!" Ayame complained behind me.

I had none of it. I was not going to sit there and be further interrogated along with Inuyasha about my sleeping arrangements and habits.

Just because kissing him was more important than sleeping, it didn't mean that such matters had to be discussed.

We grabbed some equipment out of the shed and started sparring. "How did you even know?" I whispered, not wanting the others that were slowly making there way out of the door to hear.

"I heard him sneaking back just after I got back into my…"

What? Oh damn.

"What was that Ayame?" I teased, smirking. "Back to your room?"

"Y-Yes," she stammered and off-track, I was able to gab at her left shoulder. I roundhouse kicked but she ducked just in the nick of time. "I was in the bathroom."

I rolled my eyes and dodged a punch. "I think that's called bullshit, love."

Ayame stared at me with big innocent green eyes and I laughed.

"You know, maybe with anyone else that would've worked but with me it only proved that you were guilty."

"I have nothing to be guilty of," Ayame countered and I laughed, taking a swing.

"Of coming back from Kouga's room?"

"Not true," Ayame denied but she spoke too fast.

I nodded slowly. "Right. And pig's fly."

Ayame stopped dead in her tracks and gasped, pointing through her glove towards the sky. "Look Kagome!"

I laughed and stooped low, kicking her feet out from underneath her. She fell to the ground with a gasp but she was okay. She scrunched up her nose and sighed as she remained lying on the grass.

"Okay, okay. Fine. I was there."

"Where?" I teased, smirking.

Ayame glared at me. "You're more like Inuyasha every day. And you know where. It's been going on for a while."

"Just how long is a while?" I asked, smiling at my genius ways.

Ayame let out a deep breath. "A week."

That was just as long as Inuyasha and I started our regular routine. That was the night we picked up the pregnancy test.

I shrugged. "That's not too bad Ayame. And what's happening with that? Are you and Kouga…?"

"Kind of," Ayame murmured. "I mean, right now I'm not really all too sure."

I sighed. "Aren't you just putting yourself into another bad position?"

Ayame struggled to get up and I lent her a hand. "Yeah," she whispered. "But I'm hooked."

Tell me about it.

All of a sudden, there was a loud commotion from the dwellings of Hell's Mark. Kanna stepped out of the metal underground door and everyone stared at her. Training had stopped and we were all waiting, unsure of what the yelling underneath was about.

"Come with me," Kanna said quietly. I had to lip read in order to hear but the demons (of fucking course) could hear perfectly.

Everyone dropped their equipment and followed as Kanna walked down the concrete steps. I looked around for Inuyasha but he was no where to be seen. My heart fluttered and for some unexplainable reason I was scared. Not because I thought he was in danger. I knew that he was perfectly capable of taking care of himself.

But now that I couldn't see him, I knew he was part of that loud commotion going on below. It had something to do with Naraku and I was suddenly wondering if I was being lied to. Was there more to Inuyasha than I knew?

We were all forced to step into Naraku's office. It wasn't exactly a place I wanted to re-enter and when I did step into the dim room, I was reminded of the two times I had been in there. The first being when we had that "get to know each other" talk and the second time when I was threatened with my life after arriving late on Weapons Keep. Nothing had changed in there and I wasn't surprised.

What did surprise me was the huge grin on Naraku's face.

That I would kindly miss any day.

"I have news," Naraku said, jumping straight to the point. Beside him, Inuyasha stood. He stared at me and I tilted my head. He wasn't smirking, wasn't smiling and his eyes… They looked so sad, so wistful…

That tightening in my stomach got worse. I wanted to run, hide but I couldn't move my feet. My head was screaming and my heart was bleeding.

He finally broke the gaze and looked to Naraku who was talking about how amazing he was. Apparently, some sources of Hell's Mark that Inuyasha strictly deals with called with some valuable information. Something about co-ordinates to some place that Naraku needed. Ultimately, we had a new mission.

And this one was big.

Naraku threatened our lives if we screwed up.

Awesome. Let's be the first to volunteer.

"I want everyone to put away the training equipment while Inuyasha, Ryukotsusei and I discuss the plans. I want everyone back here in five minutes," Naraku ordered. Silently, everyone filed out of the room. Ayame looked at me worriedly.

"What?" I asked, realizing that my voice sounded just a tad too weak.

Why me?

"You're as pale as a ghost and you look like you want to cry," Ayame said softly. She probably thought I'd be offended by the crying statement. Ever since I got here, it was always Ayame crying on my shoulder, never the other way around.

It took only a moment to take the fighting gloves back and since we had nothing else, we were among the first to be seated in the lounge. Inuyasha was there, talking quietly with Ryukotsusei. Ryukotsusei looked so tired. I wondered how much sleep he got and considering he was a demon that didn't rely on sleep, he must have had many sleepless nights. Inuyasha, on the other hand, looked invigorated. Well, he probably was considering it was one of his dealers that gave the information. Inuyasha pushed and shoved back apparently very valuable information.

But what information? And of what value was it to Naraku?

Clearly Naraku was dying for it and with our lives hovering above our heads like plates on a stick, we had to be perfect. The thought that this information could have something to do with the Takeover made me think.

If the co-ordinates we were about to obtain were those of the Shikon No Tama, then I had one of two choices if we were successful.

1) Risk my ass and look for them, wherever they may be. That means if they were down his pants… I didn't want to think about it. Or…

2) Get closer to the boss and let him trust me enough to see them first hand.

And again, I didn't want to think of the extremes I'd have to go to, to obtain that information.

I shuddered, fighting the reflex to gag.

When everyone was seated, Inuyasha stood in the middle amongst us. "We are leaving five minutes after this briefing closes. In those five minutes, I expect everything to be ready and be in working order. Anyone that fails to comply and finish their tasks will be immediately sent to Naraku to be dealt with, understood?"

The room was silent.

"Good," Inuyasha said. "The plan goes as follows: there will be three groups of four. These groups have specific tasks and different places around the field. Our immediate target is an old farmhouse. Said house will be surrounded. Two groups go in first, followed shortly after command by the third. The first two clear the building, taking hostage of any necessary obstructions–"

The definition of "obstruction" in the HM dictionary: any person or object (living or dead) that's in the presence of any Hell's Mark member.

"–this means if there are people there, keep them alive. The third party helps gather the prize. In this case, the prize is a booklet of loose papers that have co-ordinates on it. This booklet could be anywhere between two to one hundred pages. Search everywhere but the educated guess is that it would be hidden in a desk somewhere or a secret compartment.

"Two of the three remaining jobless members will be lookout and one will be handling the job of Weapons Keep. Is everyone clear?"

I whispered a yes within the chorus of agreements made by the group. This seemed so technical and it was different from their other missions. Something was off.

"And now to give the placements," Ryukotsusei roared, his voice so much more coarse and booming than Inuyasha's sharp and smooth speech.

"Team one consists of Inuyasha, Kageromaru, Juromaru and Kagome. Team two consists of myself, Kouga, Goshinki and Muso. Team three –and this is the third party- consists of Ayame, Yura, Ginta and Hakaku. Lookouts for this mission are Kanna and Tsubaki, leaving Kagura with Weapons Keep. Again, is everyone keeping up?"

Again we chorused agreements, though I swore I heard Tsubaki mumble a few unnecessary words under her breath about her placement.

"So Kagura," Inuyasha started, "prepare the weapons. Weapons will only be given out to Team One."

Kagura nodded, her red eyes gleaming.

"Five minutes," Inuyasha hollered as everyone went to change clothes. I noticed however, that Inuyasha and Ryukotsusei were already dressed and ready. Ayame and I walked down the halls and I knew from this point that I was avoiding Inuyasha. What was I to think? The idea of him being the third party terrified me but… It somewhat fell into place.

He was the one that got this information, he's extremely close to Naraku despite the fact that he's a mere half-demon and he disappears a lot.

What was I to think?

Wait… Did that mean this was a trap?

A knock at my door shook me from my thoughts. I was paralysed at first but finally managed a "who is it?"

Instead of a verbal answer, the door opened and Inuyasha walked in, smirking. "Me," was all he said before he circled his arms around my waist and kissed me.

Fuck him. Seriously.

Moments ago I was seriously heartbroken by the fact that he could possibly (he was the top suspect) be the third party Mimisenrei was worried about. And now…

And now I was kissing him.

Fuck my life.

"You're supposed to be getting dressed," he mumbled against my lips.

I sighed. "I was until you got here."

Inuyasha kissed me slowly, teasing. He smirked then. "Let me help you."

Before I could even form a response to that, I felt his hands roaming my stomach. My body suddenly felt like ice and his hands were so warm, I leaned into him. My tank top was lifted slowly but I was paying more attention to his lips than my actual shirt. Reluctantly, my arms loosened around his neck and lifted towards the ceiling, allowing my shirt to come off over my head. I thought I'd get a break, which meant that maybe he'd stop kissing me, but I was seriously, totally wrong.

His lips crushed against mine and my arms lowered down his chest. I could feel his hard muscles beneath the tips of my fingers and they went lower and lower until they fumbled with the top of his pants.

"No, no," he whispered in my ear, giving my probably red and swollen lips a break. He nibbled the lower part of my ear and I fought the urge to jerk my head away. I had ticklish ears apparently. Of course, only he would discover that dammit. "I'm ready. You're the one that's taking forever."

My hands passed through his long silver hair and gently I used my other hand to bring his face to mine. I kissed him, softly and nothing felt better.

"But you're the one undressing me," I pouted. "Technically this is your fault."

He kissed me again and my lower lip was caught between his teeth. "So sorry," he murmured. "I'll hurry up."

My track pants were suddenly off my hips on the floor around my ankles. The cold air surprised me and I was taken aback. He walked me backwards until I was pushed onto the bed. He was leaning on me and I could feel him moving against me.

I moaned. "Mm, Inuyasha," I complained. "We have to get going! I don't want to be dealt with by Naraku because of you."

Inuyasha kissed me, hushing my worry. "No no. You were busy helping me. I'm in charge of this operation."

I scrunched my nose, but immediately stopped when I remembered how terrible that face looked on me. Thank God he was kissing my neck and couldn't see.

For a moment (a MOMENT) I fumbled with my hands on his shoulders to see if I could push him off. Or make him take a hint. But slowly, with him kissing my collarbone and slowly working his way back up to my lips, my hands worked against me, holding him closer to me.

"Give me my pants back," I grumbled before he could kiss me again and shush me for good.

"What was that?" Inuyasha asked; his tone playful.

I was in no mood for games. I was in a mood for many other things, but not for games. "Give me my pants back."

He moved lower down my body, kissing my stomach. "I can't hear you down there. Speak louder," he told me in between kisses.

"Give me my–"

And then I stopped, realizing what he was doing.

"You bastard!" I hissed. "I can't believe you were trying to make me say it so loud that others could hear us."

Inuyasha was kissing the bridge on my bra and sighed. "Is that what I was doing?"

Somehow I managed to get the energy to shove him off. He rolled away and I took that chance to get up and get dressed. I pulled open my drawers, grabbing tighter black pants instead of the baggy grey ones I was wearing previously. I put on a black tank top and wrapped my black hoodie around my waist.

Inuyasha was sighing as I put on the clothes, watching me intently. I was suddenly very self-conscious.

I was basically in nothing but my underwear and bra, dressing in front of the guy I had been in bed with for days. Not that much happened (besides little sleeping) but still, it was dark when I was with him and here I stood, in plain light for him to study my every curve.

"Ugh," I groaned and Inuyasha looked at me quizzically.

"What?" he asked, frowning.

I shrugged. "Nothing."

He knew that I was obviously lying but spoke only the infamous "feh" before walking out the door with me when I was ready.

We met outside the metal underground doors. Only Ayame gave me a glance which told me we'd have to discuss later. Dammit, Inuyasha.

Once everyone was there, Kagura nodded towards Inuyasha, telling him that she was ready with the weapons. Then section leaders were called out, each holding a walkie-talkie. Of course, Inuyasha was my section leader, Ryukotsusei the section leader for the second group and Ayame (to her absolute delight) for the third. Kanna and Tsubaki both received one since they were unhappily on lookout and so did Kagura.

"We're going to walk for two hours and then split ourselves up so we can approach the building at every angle. Keep a close eye on your section leader," Inuyasha said firmly.

Keep an eye on my section leader? Yeah, like that was going to be a challenge.

Wasn't there some sort of rule that went along the lines of 'never get involved with a co-worker?' Or boss? Or something?

However, the more I thought about all these rules, the more I broke.

I'll shut up now.

Fuck.

We started off fairly slow. Neither Inuyasha nor Ryukotsusei seemed to be in a huge rush as far as travelling distance went. It was probably the get our asses out of the door that agitated them. Well, Ryukotsusei since Inuyasha was having just too much fun undressing me.

Good thing none of these demons can mind-read.

Ayame was discussing the plans with Inuyasha so she understood where her base was. She seemed totally confident and I was glad that she got this shot. She fit the part perfectly.

When Ayame was finished talking to Inuyasha, she walked alongside Kouga and I took my chance. Walking just a tad bit faster (hopefully no one would notice), I snuck up beside Inuyasha. He winked at me and I could feel the characteristics of becoming goo overwhelm me.

Happy goo.

Happy, sappy and disgustingly pathetic goo.

Fuck my life.

And to think of the consequences that I would endure mercilessly if Sesshomaru knew…

"Excited?" Inuyasha asked me and I stared at him funny.

Is that really how they described missions where they got to kill people, destroy property and steal money?

Wait, am I on crack?

"I guess you could say that," I started slowly, looking at the dense scenery of Demon Woods.

I was surprised by just how long two hours of walking was. I was with Inuyasha for the long majority of it, talking to him and learning things about him. It was actually fun. Neither of us seemed to want to talk about our pasts and I wasn't about to dive into it. If I asked him, that was legal right for him to ask me.

Well let's see. When I could barely walk my trainer at Renege –that's a place where we track down evil agencies, send in a double agent and ultimately destroy them– taught me everything that I now know about fighting. I was schooled there and I'm pretty high up on the totem pole, which is probably why they sent me, yes that's right me, as the double agent…

Picture that. I dare you.

I did find out a few interesting tidbits, however. Like his favourite colour is red, he loves (and from the look of insanity on his face, I'd say obsesses over) ramen and that he loved to run.

"Run?" I asked when he told me.

Inuyasha nodded, smiling. "Yeah. I had to be fast in order to survive." He winced and I dared not to ask. Remember your rights, Kagome.

"So you mean…running fast?"

Inuyasha gave me another one of those stares that made me feel like I had a few heads too many. "Is there any other way?"

I rolled my eyes.

Demons, even half ones, were disgustingly inconsiderate at times about how humans lacked in certain areas of ability. Like speed.

Inuyasha seemed to notice my rolling of the eyes and he smirked. "I'll show you some time."

Well.

That sounded…interesting.

What was that? We might as well be talking about eating cereal and how one day he will make me eat it.

Because my response back would naturally be: "You know, I like the Playtex Gentle Glide tampons… You know that open like those skirts in the commercials? Yeah, they're the best. The only way to go. It's either Gentle Glide or a red slide. One day Inuyasha, I'll show you. Oh I will."

He would be excited too, I can tell.

Maybe that's not exactly what we were talking about, but you get the point.

I can be passionate about tampons like he is running.

I think their important.

Switching subjects, by the time we all split up I was starting to get cold. I took the hoodie from around my waist and put it on.

"You cold?" Inuyasha asked me, shafting my arm with his hands.

I nodded slightly. "Not bad."

"Good," Inuyasha smirked. "It's time to start running anyways."

He started running and everyone followed suit. I cursed him as I pulled the hoodie back off. I knew I'd start to sweat soon if I didn't.

By the time we were only half an hour away from the building that was not yet in sight, it was dark. I was starving to death but I realized that demons didn't necessary have to eat like I did.

Damn them.

I estimated that it was probably about eight or nine at night. We had been running for approximately ten or more hours. How lovely.

"What the fuck…?" Inuyasha murmured. His eyes were squinted and he was staring straight ahead at something I couldn't see. He smelt the air, reminding me plenty of a cute little puppy. I had the urge to touch the fuzzies on top of his head but I didn't think he would appreciate it at this current moment in time.

"Kageromaru, Juromaru, do you see that?"

I was trying so hard to see what they were seeing. My eyes were probably as big as the Heads, all bug-eyed looking and ugly. I realized suddenly what I probably looked like to Inuyasha and stopped immediately.

That's embarrassing.

I pictured the Heads eyes on my face and cringed.

Yup. Not a pretty picture.

I was so focused in on my thoughts that I barely heard what they said, never mind who said it.

"I do," one of them said and I tried again, only this time not looking like my eyes had just exploded.

And then I saw it, a faint glow. So faint in fact, I was positive it wasn't there before. Which means one of two things:

a) It's getting closer. Or

b) It's getting bigger.

Life is awesome.

"FUCK!" Inuyasha shouted. He grabbed the walkie-talkie and screamed into it. "Ryukotsusei, Ayame, do you see what I see?"

"What are –? Oh motherfucker," Ryukotsusei yelled.

"I see it clearly," I could hear Ayame's voice ring through. "It's just started at the barn near the building. We have to hurry!"

"Fucking run!" Inuyasha shouted into the walkie-talkie and then threw it to me. "Hold this," he murmured before taking off so fast I swore he wasn't even there at all. Kageromaru and Juromaru were gone as well and I cursed before running as fast as I possibly could.

I knew that I would probably get there last and as the building came into sight, I noticed that the fire had started to spread to the main section.

That wasn't good.

"Kagome," I heard a voice spring from the walkie-talkie and I was startled.

"What?" I answered. It was Ryukotsusei.

"I don't want you going inside. The heat would be too much for you and I don't mean that offensively. We have captives however, from another group. Hakaku and Ginta are with them. Watch them. I need Hakaku and Ginta elsewhere."

"No offence taken," I replied. I would rather watch captives than run into a burning building.

But that's just my personal preference.

"I see them."

I could see Hakaku and Ginta. They were standing by a tree. The tree had rope around it, which I came from the box of weapons Kagura held. The captives were on the other side. I could see their hands only, tied with cloth.

When Hakaku and Ginta saw me, I waved and they took off. The captives were probably knocked out. I could make out that there were only two of them.

I got to the tree and rounded it to see the faces of those we captured. I already felt bad. Being dealt with by Naraku would most likely result in death.

And when I saw their faces, I knew I couldn't let that happen.

My heart skipped a vicious beat.

"S-Sango?"