I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA OR OURAN HIGHSCHOOL HOSTCLUB


Cogito Ergo Sum

Chapter 43


"Masashi-sama has arrived." one of the men whispered to their leader in a low tone and Kagome's breath hitched at the name.

Masashi? Masashi Yamamura? She recognized the name instantly and something that awfully tasted like bile started rising from her throat, heart quickening at the revelation.

"Why do I need to know these people again?"

"As a part of the Ootori Squad, knowledge is necessary, especially about the people surrounding the Ootori family." Kagome pouted but nonetheless looked over at the pictures Ran settled on top of his hospital bed table, eyes automatically scanning and memorizing the faces of the men that worked closely with the Ootori Zaibatsu.

"This is Masashi Yamamura-sama-" she looked at the picture of a middle aged man with a pleasant smile on his face, blue eyes narrowing at something odd she can see lurking beneath brown eyes. "-Yoshio-sama's business partner. He holds the second highest stock value on the market. He's very important and you'll be seeing him visiting often."

Kagome looked and raised a curious brow at the bemused look on Ran's face, as if he's thinking about whether to do something or not. He turned to her and she felt her hackles raise a bit at the serious look in his eyes.

"There are rumours about Masashi-sama's fondness of...children." Ran tried to hide a cringe at the statement. "-So make sure you keep an eye on him when he started poking around for Kyoya-sama." he looked at her and added; "Make sure you stay away from him too got it?"

The doors suddenly opened, succesfully grabbing Kagome away from her memories and she kept her head down, coldness seeping through every inch of her and down her bones.

He wants Kyoya...

He'll touch Kyoya...

He'll break Kyoya...

Memories of unwanted hands and sounds of tearing cloth reverberated along the inside of her skull and something clicked.

"Let me look at you my boy." The monster known as Yamamura hovered over the prone body by his feet and a sick, malevolent grin spread across bearded lips. Fingers reached out, flexing and groping, too busy, too excited to see the slowly bleeding hand in handcuffs as skin started tearing from wrist to fingers.

When he grabbed the face of his prey to marvel at his catch, slitted blue eyes greeted him and teeth were suddenly closed around his throat.


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