Itachi – Huhhhhhhhh! This chapter was soo hard to write! Curse you writers block!

Summary:

The Missing Masquerade

It's the last year of Highschool for Kagome Higerasahi, and what better way for her school to celebrate then a Masquerade Ball! But wait, this wasn't meant to happen! Falling in love? With a Mysterious Masked Man?! Will she find her Masked Masquerade in time? Or will he forever be lost behind his Masquerade Mask?

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-The Missing Masquerade-

Chapter 25- The Mask of Regrets

I'll find out what I need to know

The news hit Sesshomaru like a rock. He was busy lounging around in Inuyasha's room, going through some of his younger brothers Rated M+ Manga, when his phone started to ring…it was right next to him, but he left it alone, choosing to ignore the loud thing and went back to the Manga that was currently in his hands, "Hn," said Sesshomaru as he flipped a page, noticing that the phone stopped ringing, "This Alucard character is both violent and psychopathic…interesting-" He was cut off once again by the annoying ringing of his phone; in which he was about to seriously throw the thing out of a window. Sighing dramatically, Sesshomaru picked up his phone.

It was Naraku.

"Huh..?" He shot up from lazing around on Inuyasha's bedside once the phone hung up.

…It took only moments for Sesshomaru to get up and run out the door. Kagome was alone with Touga – And apparently, their location was unknown. In his head he knew something…not good could be happening every moment he was away from the two, judging from the way his father acted, he could have already forced Kagome to play into his hands, he could have pressured her, or even bribed her so that he would get what he wants in the end…her. Suddenly, a picture of his father with Kagome in his arms crept into his thoughts, – For a second did Sesshomaru forget how to breathe, "-, something about that happening," He started out for Naraku's house on foot, "Just…unnerves me…"

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I currently found myself in a…uh…dare I say 'strange' predicament. Touga and I were…in the bathroom together, and about to take a shower…oh gosh. He and I were in nothing but our towels, standing in the steamy room before the large standing shower. I wanted to curse aloud at that very moment – here I was, about to take a bath with Touga in a stand-up shower…which pretty much killed any chances I had at hiding my 'decency's' away from the perverted man. As I found myself lost in my thoughts (as usual…), Touga took the chance to do something particularly 'I hate you even more' worthy. I felt a light tug on the bottom of my towel, before I knew what happened; the entire towel was snatched from my hands leaving me bare to the male standing behind me – immediately I went to cover my front –

"No need to hide yourself, love," I looked behind me to see a half-undressed Touga with my missing towel in hand, "Trust me, we'll be seeing more of each other in many ways once we're officially wed-"

"What the hell you creep!" I screamed trying to rid myself of the flush appearing along my now heated cheeks, what was wrong with this guy?! Snatching my towel just to see me naked?! A firm hand made it to my bottom. I filched, the hot blush once again making its way around my face once again. Its official. This guys a freak.

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"Tell me about my father," I spoke up finally in the silence of the bedroom, laying down and fully clothed with a half-dressed Touga at my side. I starred up at the ceiling, waiting impatiently for an answer. Strangely enough, he answered.

"Minomaru, was actually a man who'd I'd known back in my High School days," Touga laid back on the bed, moving himself closer to my form, "He was quite the hopeless loser and was never great at doing anything in particular – at least that's what he said. Throughout his family's history, there has always been someone who was amazing at the art of craft, from sculpting, to fine arts, to building design all the way down to shoe making, Menomaru was one who was simply good at crafting small characters, sculpting them with nothing but a dull scissor and a block of wood – he was a natural, never putting any effort into his small works of art, yet at the same time he was quiet and reserved towards the rest of the world. He went on with his High School life normally, until people started to discover his talents. That being myself. As time went by, he changed into a more out-going guy, us two easily became good friends – along the way, he messed up with his Sweet Heart, Akane – which I'm pretty sure is the name of your mother, forgive me if it's wrong. He had you when he was a senior in school, but never seemed to mind having a child so early."

"And?" I asked, "What happened?!"

"By the time he was in his early twenties, he learned of his family name, apparently, his family name held a fortune on his head, with hundreds of famous craftsmen and women in his family lineage, including himself, he found out that there were indeed people who would come after himself and his daughter – two days prior to learning this, Akane died. He knew people where after the fortune on him and his daughter's heads, so, he wanted to make sure his daughter grew up in such a manner that she'd take her time in trusting other people, so that she'd stay reserved and to herself. His harsh treatment worked…until she started to make friends with more and more people come High School. He knew that someone might be after her and the fortune her name held…so, by fate did the two of us re-unite at a local bar, played a little gamble, and for 'safety purposes', he signed you over to myself, though, I will be taking full advantage of that.."

I was quiet.

I couldn't even think up anything smart to say.

Had he really…had he really acted the way he did, because he was worried about me?

But then…that left the question, why give me to Touga of all the people? I get that he trusted him since they were friends and stuff in High School, but seriously – he couldn't just tell me all this himself? "That's it…" I stood up from the bed abruptly, I needed answers, if Touga didn't have them all, then I would have to go back to the person who would, "I'm getting some answers now, Touga, and you're taking me to him."

"I still have you as my bride-to-be, you did agree yourself," The man in question had slowly risen off the bed, throwing on some clothes and grabbing a car key, "So I have none to worry about, his new house should be somewhere in the area-"

"Wait, he moved?!" When did- when the heck did he move?!

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Sesshomaru and Naraku both were in panic mode, not a single sighting of Kagome, even after all of the endless walking, running and searching, – that is, until Sesshomaru spotted something most peculiar. His father's favorite Black Audi, the one with his signature tattooed on the left door side. It was then that they saw her face for a quick moment as the car stopped in front of the two. The window rolled down. "I see you two were looking for Kagome," Came the voice of Touga, "Get inside, she wishes to speak to you," Naraku and Sesshomaru both starred dumbly at the very girl they just spent hours on end searching frantically for starring back at them from the passenger's seat, "You both look so hopeless…"

"Can we at least ask…" Started Sesshomaru, "What exactly this is about?"

I sighed, knowing that a bunch of questions were gonna get asked by Naraku and Sesshomaru both, "I'm…I'm going to see my father."

-The Missing Masquerade-

Chapter 25- A Fathers Masquerade Mask

End - To be continued.

Itachi – It was so hard to write! Oh my gosh! It was complicated! *Dramatic Sigh* Aw well, I got it done AND THAT MEANS REVIEWS!