I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA OR OURAN HIGHSCHOOL HOSTCLUB
Cogito Ergo Sum
Chapter 42
In the span of Kagome's short, hard, 14 years of life, she had gone through things that will make a full grown man cry.
She's tough and strong and a thousand fold more resilient than your average girl and not even a bullet wound can make her beg or pray.
She'd long lost her faith towards the gods after all.
"I didn't know Ootori's boy looked so fucking feminine." Bushy brows, a moustache, pudgy height, a mole on the left cheek-, she burned his image in her mind and was already stringing up words to describe the man she thinks might be the master mind of the ambush. She looked around and noted that they were in some abandoned house probably located not far from the woods she was caught in. Straining a bit, she looked for her trusty chokuto and let out a breath of relief when she saw it on one of the men's grasp.
"The boy's fast we'll give him that-" one of the twenty something armed men muttered to his boss, glaring down at her and she smirked when she saw the gash on his cheek from where she had clawed him when she fell. "-have to put a bullet through his kneecap just to get him to stay down."
Kagome remained silent and tried to listen and see if she can gather something worthwhile. None of this will matter if she can't get a name to tattle on her her boss.
"So what now? We got the target."
Come on, give me something.
"I'll give him a call. I remember he told me to ring him up so he could go play with the Ootori heir himself. Perverted fucker." Her blood froze at the words and a porverbial switch slowly started to flick.
"Well, he did fail on Plan A. No one expected Ootori to survive. Figured he grew impatient with his subtle plan and decided to just go for the original target instead." As the men waited for the call to be picked up, Kagome stared with steadily shrinking pupils, muscles coiling when comprehension finally settled in.
Kyoya was the main target since the beginning.
