Gah! I was intending for this to be a fun-filled fic, but then this villain pops up into my head and - well you'll see. ! As always, Inuyasha and co belong to Takahashi Rumiko ::bows:: et al.)
Five Days In Tokyo - or - Sesshoumaru's Unlikely Visit - Eight
Sesshoumaru couldn't stand it any longer. He stopped and ripped the end of his sash off and held it to his nose. Kagome blinked with surprise.
"Nani? What's with you?" She asked, ignoring all the people going back and forth. They were entering the business section of Tokyo, where all the corporate offices were.
"The - stench..." Sesshoumaru felt like he wanted to gag. Never had he seen or smelled so many humans! This was no small village that he could tolerate but a city so vast that he could have scarcely imagined it. As a small youkai, he had accompanied his father to the shadowed youkai capital city but even that great city paled in comparison to the humans crawling about in this city.
"Humans?" Kagome said softly. Sesshoumaru nodded and grimaced. Suddenly Sesshoumaru straighted up, still holding the makeshift scarf to his nose. He was the Lord of the Western Lands and he could tolerate anything. Odd how the wench's smell did not mingle with the mass of humans walking to and fro but instead stood out in his senses, almost a comfort in this teeming city of oddly dressed human slaves. Slaves were what they surely had to be, for they were all in a hurry, gulping down their human food and drink and rushing to tasks for their masters. They were so odd - talking into thin air holding up something to their ears. But it wasn't only the smells of humans that were driving him mad, it was the other odd smells that he could not identify that drove his nose crazy.
"Sesshoumaru, are you all right?" Kagome was a bit concerned as she remembered how sensitive Inuyasha's nose had been to certain smells.
"Don't concern yourself with my welfare." Sesshoumaru's voice was slightly muffled.
"FINE!" Kagome snapped. "Just BE that way! See if I care!"
"Wench!" Sesshoumaru growled. "Watch yourself!"
"Feh!" Kagome spat and dared to snatch off his makeshift handkerchief. "You're such a GREAT lord youkai - you don't need THIS!"
"Bitch!" He hissed as he grabbed her upper arm.
"You got it.." Kagome smirked. "Now you can tolerate the smell, right?"
Sesshoumaru snarled. It certainly didn't help that she was well - RIGHT. Without saying a word, he let go of her arm and whipped around, his long hair swirling behind him. He was definitely in contast to the dark-suited businessmen and women who talked on their cell phones as they rushed by. They glanced at the tall youkai-lord, who wanted nothing more than to slash at them, but he resisted the urge.
~And I thought Inuyasha was bad..~ Kagome thought. ~Seshoumaru was ten times worse!~
And she was STILL upset that he had come into her shower this morning and SAW her! Maybe it was petty revenge for her seeing him naked, but Kagome didn't think so.
~How can someone so totally devastingly handsome be such an ass?~ Kagome thought as she looked at his retreating back.
Sesshoumaru? Handsome?
"Come!" Kagome was jerked by the hand as Sesshoumaru half dragged her to him.
Ugh.
They stopped at the closest office building but Sesshoumaru would have none of it. He wanted to go to the largest, tallest, most impressive building - the Hadori Building - which was a few blocks away. Kagome sighed. What was a few blocks anyway? She had traveled all over in the past, so surely this wouldn't hurt - if she survived all of Sesshoumaru's petty little moods.
****
Takeieo Hadori was a very wealthy man and one of the most influental businessmen in Tokyo. A self-made man who rose from an obscure ancient village, at thirty-five he had made a reputation for himself. He was tall and posessed a if not a handsome face, a striking one. His hair was ebony black but his eyes were a piercing gold-brown color, although if he were angered people would say they almost turned red.
He was known as a philantropist and an avid historian, preserving ancient shrines and keeping old traditions alive, and yet he embraced the future as well. Takeieo made use of cutting edge technologies for the betterment of man and society. He was a modest man who did not flaunt his wealth, but did not deny himself the privleges of it either. Unmarried, he was considered one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Although his name had been linked to many of the world's most beautiful women, he still had yet to settle on chosing a Mrs. Hadori.
Yes, Takeieo Hadori was a well-liked man who was the picture of all that Japan strived to be - a mixture of the old and new.
But what no one knew was that Takeieo Hadori was also a backer - if not the backer for one of Tokyo's most powerful crime syndicates - the Shadowdragons.
At the moment, Hadori sat alone in his spacious top floor office, leaning back in the luxurious leather chair as he perused the items in front of him on his desk. They were insignifigant items - a junior high school book on civics, a scrap of red cloth from a girl's school uniform, and a shard of a crystal. Insignifigant items except for one major detail.
They were found to be dated over five hundred years old...
Hadori picked up the civics book carefully even though it had been preserved on site at the dig two weeks earlier. He opened the book and saw the carefully handwritten script on the inside cover.
Higurashi, Kagome, Class B
He gazed at the handwriting for a moment and then set the book down, turning his attention to the red cloth. It was torn and there was blood upon it. Upon examination the blood showed to have some human elements but there was a unknown factor that could not be indentified.
Hadori knew what that undentified factor was - youkai blood - or rather - hanyou.
Setting the cloth down, he carefully picked up the shard, appreciating it's inner fire. This shard was no mystery to Hadori. He had known of it's existence since he had been very young..
Ah, but that was so long ago in the Sengoku-Jidal..
Smiling as he twirled the shard in his hands, Hadori remembered his childhood so long ago - raised by strangers who would never tell him who his real parents were, only that they had been a cursed pair. Hadori had been raised a human, but he had known by the way the villagers seemed to fear him that he was not.
And then one day youkai came to the village and slaughtered everyone - everyone except him, even though he was considered a hanyou-jiie. He was taken with the youkai and it was they who told him of his true heritage - and of the Shikon no Tama. Angry at the deceit of the humans, he had vowed revenge. He grew into a young man but also learned the skills of youkai fighting and discipline and soon enough he was ready.
However it was not to be.
Hadori frowned. He could not remember what had happened, only that he had been prepared to war upon the humans and then the next he knew he was upon the ground, on top of some debris, the sky as dark as night and the smell of ash everywhere mixed with the scent of death.
Hiroshima - yes that was the place he had awakened from.
It had taken years and careful planning but when he finally emerged into society, he was already a wealthy man.
But wealth was not enough. He wanted the Shikon no Tama, and this Higurashi Kagome was the key that would unlock the Sengoku-Jidal. The items were just recently found at this particular dig, and Hadori had made sure that those who had been witness to the actual dig were quietly 'taken off the project.' He had taken pains to make inquiries as to who Higurashi Kagome was by dint of school records and rosters. Finally he had found her - a young lady finishing up her final year in high school, soon to be eighteen years of age.
Hadori did not desire to get his hands dirty by having the girl kidnapped, but instead thought that perhaps other means would need to be used to cocerce the girl to work with him. He knew that she had ventured into the past, but not exactlly how or where, for it seemed hidden from him somehow.
He would find out eventually.
'Beep'
"Yes." Hadori answered the phone.
"Sir, your ten o'clock is here."
"Send them up, Mia."
"Yes sir, Mr. Hadori."
Placing the shard back into it's protective bag and gathering the other items up, Hadori placed them in his secure wall safe. By the time he went to the door, his appointment had arrived - along with two of his bodyguard. The man justifiably looked nervous.
"Good morning, Mr. Sao.." Hadori said with a smile.
The man tried to hide his fear as he smiled back.
****
Sesshoumaru heard Kagome gasp but he ignored it and walked on, shouldering himself though the throng of humans in the street. Sensing that she was not following him, he glanced back and saw her standing still, a look of incredulousness in her eyes.
Sesshoumaru sighed and went back to her impatiently. Towering in front of her, he said, "What is wrong with you, wench?"
"I - I felt a Shikon shard!" Kagome shivered.
"I have no time for your foolishness, wench." Sesshoumaru said tersely.
"It's NOT foolishness!" Kagome put her hands on her hips. "I tell you I felt a Shikon shard and if it is, it may be our way home!"
Sesshoumaru noted the way she said 'our' instead of 'your' home. It seemed that the wench was now anxious to go back to the hanyou.
Why did he feel a pitch of anger thinking about the wench going back to that mutt? Bah! Anything associated with the idiot hanyou made him angry. He watched her face change from anger to one of puzzlement.
"It's - it's gone." She placed a hand to her throat as her eyes widened.
"Good." Sesshoumaru grabbed Kagome's arm and started to drag her off.
"Dammit! Quit dragging me around!" Kagome felt her stomach growl. Oh, she was hungry!!
Sesshoumaru said nothing and ignored the struggling human he had in tow. Rin was never this bad! At least she obeyed him, even if she talked too much for her own good. Amazingly enough, despite the fact that he was much stronger than the wench, she had pulled back and actually pulled from his grasp.
"I'm getting something to eat before we go any further." Kagome said flatly.
"No."
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes."
"Woman, I said no."
Kagome turned and walked away from the daunting youkai-lord and he could only stare!
~That rude little bitch! How dare she disobey me!~ Sesshoumaru stalked after her, his white kimono flaring out from behind him. He saw Kagome look back and start to run, winding through the crowds. Suddenly Sesshoumaru felt a deep thrill run through him as he chased her. He knew he could easily overtake the wench, but this was almost - enjoyable.
He was keenly aware of her scent - was she going into heat? - and was aware of her lithe form in her indecent kimono running through the crowd. If only these were his familar forests instead of this isle of stone and glass.
Kagome had intended to just walk away calmly from Sesshoumaru and go find a street vendor to get a bite to eat, but when he started to go after her, some old instinct told her to run from him, and now he was chasing her!
It reminded Kagome so vividly of when Inuyasha had chased her once when he had lost control of himself and changed to the demon within him. Kagome had ran for her life and for her virtue that night, and had nearly lost them both. Were it not for the fact that she had been able to call upon the odd power that had always surfaced at the most stressful of times and push him away, she knew she would have not stood a chance.
But now she had Sesshoumaru after her! Sure there were people all round, but still!
She could feel him gaining even though he could have overtaken her by now. Kagome, in a panic, veered through an alleyway between the tall buildings not noticing that admist the tall glass buildings of the business district there lay the older buildings of downtown. Most were a mixture of pre-war and post war buildings that had seen better days. She didn't hear him behind her anymore, but that didn't mean anything.
"Hey!" Someone grabbed her arm and swung her around. Her eyes met those of some young men. They looked to be in their twenties and they wore all black from their shoes to their pressed shirts. Each had a ruby red jewel shaped like a dragon at the collar.
~Shadowdragons!~ Kagome's eyes widened.
"So.." The man that had caught her arm, grinned at her. "You seem to be in a hurry, lovely one." His eyes took her in as the rest of the men - at least four of them - leered back at her.
"I am. Now let go." Kagome tried pulling her arm away.
The man frowned. "You're not in a position to give orders to a leader of the Shadowdragons." His eyes assessed her again. "You're very pretty - perhaps we could - use you."
Kagome did NOT like the sound of that. Gah, if only Sesshoumaru were here!
Oh god, did she just WISH for that cold hearted demon?
And then Kagome saw a white blur swoop behind the four men as they crumpled in a heap, their blood already staining the ground.
"Sesshoumaru!" Kagome looked relieved to see him. The youkai-lord did not acknowlege her presence, only stared down at the young man who still held her arm in a tight grip. Kagome marvelled at the way Sesshoumaru remained so expressionless - except for his eyes - there was something about them..
"This your woman, eh? You don't look like you go for girls, eh fag?" The man sneered at Sesshoumaru's appearance, taking in the kimono, the thing that looked like a boa around his shoulder as well as the old armor and the sword that the weird guy carried.
Sesshoumaru said nothing to the taunt, nor did he demand the man let her go. He only stepped foward, his sword at the ready, murder in his eyes. The young gangleader's eyes narrowed as he pulled out a gun and pointed it at Sesshoumaru. Kagome paled. She wasn't sure how Sesshoumaru could hold up against a gun.
"Asshole, why don't you take your funky self and go back to the funny farm? I'll forgive you those idiots you just sliced.." The man smirked and then Kagome realized that by his tone, he was actually afraid of Sesshoumaru!
And then Sesshoumaru moved swiftly, knocking over the gangleader, who fired his gun. Sesshoumaru felt the bullet whistle past his face, but his eyes were only on Kagome as he grabbed her by the waist and flew upwards at a great speed. The gangleader, bleeding from a wound in his leg brought about by Sesshoumaru's sword flipped over on his stomach and watched wide eyed as the weird dude made his escape with the woman.
He would have to tell Hadori about this. Funny thing about that dude - he had eyes similar to Mr. Hadori's. Picking himself up, the gang leader slipped his gun back in his hiding place and glanced at his dead companions. If they died so easily then they didn't deserve to be Shadowdragons. Quickly removing their dragon pins and putting them in his pocket, the young man - Hirarku fled the scene.
Five Days In Tokyo - or - Sesshoumaru's Unlikely Visit - Eight
Sesshoumaru couldn't stand it any longer. He stopped and ripped the end of his sash off and held it to his nose. Kagome blinked with surprise.
"Nani? What's with you?" She asked, ignoring all the people going back and forth. They were entering the business section of Tokyo, where all the corporate offices were.
"The - stench..." Sesshoumaru felt like he wanted to gag. Never had he seen or smelled so many humans! This was no small village that he could tolerate but a city so vast that he could have scarcely imagined it. As a small youkai, he had accompanied his father to the shadowed youkai capital city but even that great city paled in comparison to the humans crawling about in this city.
"Humans?" Kagome said softly. Sesshoumaru nodded and grimaced. Suddenly Sesshoumaru straighted up, still holding the makeshift scarf to his nose. He was the Lord of the Western Lands and he could tolerate anything. Odd how the wench's smell did not mingle with the mass of humans walking to and fro but instead stood out in his senses, almost a comfort in this teeming city of oddly dressed human slaves. Slaves were what they surely had to be, for they were all in a hurry, gulping down their human food and drink and rushing to tasks for their masters. They were so odd - talking into thin air holding up something to their ears. But it wasn't only the smells of humans that were driving him mad, it was the other odd smells that he could not identify that drove his nose crazy.
"Sesshoumaru, are you all right?" Kagome was a bit concerned as she remembered how sensitive Inuyasha's nose had been to certain smells.
"Don't concern yourself with my welfare." Sesshoumaru's voice was slightly muffled.
"FINE!" Kagome snapped. "Just BE that way! See if I care!"
"Wench!" Sesshoumaru growled. "Watch yourself!"
"Feh!" Kagome spat and dared to snatch off his makeshift handkerchief. "You're such a GREAT lord youkai - you don't need THIS!"
"Bitch!" He hissed as he grabbed her upper arm.
"You got it.." Kagome smirked. "Now you can tolerate the smell, right?"
Sesshoumaru snarled. It certainly didn't help that she was well - RIGHT. Without saying a word, he let go of her arm and whipped around, his long hair swirling behind him. He was definitely in contast to the dark-suited businessmen and women who talked on their cell phones as they rushed by. They glanced at the tall youkai-lord, who wanted nothing more than to slash at them, but he resisted the urge.
~And I thought Inuyasha was bad..~ Kagome thought. ~Seshoumaru was ten times worse!~
And she was STILL upset that he had come into her shower this morning and SAW her! Maybe it was petty revenge for her seeing him naked, but Kagome didn't think so.
~How can someone so totally devastingly handsome be such an ass?~ Kagome thought as she looked at his retreating back.
Sesshoumaru? Handsome?
"Come!" Kagome was jerked by the hand as Sesshoumaru half dragged her to him.
Ugh.
They stopped at the closest office building but Sesshoumaru would have none of it. He wanted to go to the largest, tallest, most impressive building - the Hadori Building - which was a few blocks away. Kagome sighed. What was a few blocks anyway? She had traveled all over in the past, so surely this wouldn't hurt - if she survived all of Sesshoumaru's petty little moods.
****
Takeieo Hadori was a very wealthy man and one of the most influental businessmen in Tokyo. A self-made man who rose from an obscure ancient village, at thirty-five he had made a reputation for himself. He was tall and posessed a if not a handsome face, a striking one. His hair was ebony black but his eyes were a piercing gold-brown color, although if he were angered people would say they almost turned red.
He was known as a philantropist and an avid historian, preserving ancient shrines and keeping old traditions alive, and yet he embraced the future as well. Takeieo made use of cutting edge technologies for the betterment of man and society. He was a modest man who did not flaunt his wealth, but did not deny himself the privleges of it either. Unmarried, he was considered one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Although his name had been linked to many of the world's most beautiful women, he still had yet to settle on chosing a Mrs. Hadori.
Yes, Takeieo Hadori was a well-liked man who was the picture of all that Japan strived to be - a mixture of the old and new.
But what no one knew was that Takeieo Hadori was also a backer - if not the backer for one of Tokyo's most powerful crime syndicates - the Shadowdragons.
At the moment, Hadori sat alone in his spacious top floor office, leaning back in the luxurious leather chair as he perused the items in front of him on his desk. They were insignifigant items - a junior high school book on civics, a scrap of red cloth from a girl's school uniform, and a shard of a crystal. Insignifigant items except for one major detail.
They were found to be dated over five hundred years old...
Hadori picked up the civics book carefully even though it had been preserved on site at the dig two weeks earlier. He opened the book and saw the carefully handwritten script on the inside cover.
Higurashi, Kagome, Class B
He gazed at the handwriting for a moment and then set the book down, turning his attention to the red cloth. It was torn and there was blood upon it. Upon examination the blood showed to have some human elements but there was a unknown factor that could not be indentified.
Hadori knew what that undentified factor was - youkai blood - or rather - hanyou.
Setting the cloth down, he carefully picked up the shard, appreciating it's inner fire. This shard was no mystery to Hadori. He had known of it's existence since he had been very young..
Ah, but that was so long ago in the Sengoku-Jidal..
Smiling as he twirled the shard in his hands, Hadori remembered his childhood so long ago - raised by strangers who would never tell him who his real parents were, only that they had been a cursed pair. Hadori had been raised a human, but he had known by the way the villagers seemed to fear him that he was not.
And then one day youkai came to the village and slaughtered everyone - everyone except him, even though he was considered a hanyou-jiie. He was taken with the youkai and it was they who told him of his true heritage - and of the Shikon no Tama. Angry at the deceit of the humans, he had vowed revenge. He grew into a young man but also learned the skills of youkai fighting and discipline and soon enough he was ready.
However it was not to be.
Hadori frowned. He could not remember what had happened, only that he had been prepared to war upon the humans and then the next he knew he was upon the ground, on top of some debris, the sky as dark as night and the smell of ash everywhere mixed with the scent of death.
Hiroshima - yes that was the place he had awakened from.
It had taken years and careful planning but when he finally emerged into society, he was already a wealthy man.
But wealth was not enough. He wanted the Shikon no Tama, and this Higurashi Kagome was the key that would unlock the Sengoku-Jidal. The items were just recently found at this particular dig, and Hadori had made sure that those who had been witness to the actual dig were quietly 'taken off the project.' He had taken pains to make inquiries as to who Higurashi Kagome was by dint of school records and rosters. Finally he had found her - a young lady finishing up her final year in high school, soon to be eighteen years of age.
Hadori did not desire to get his hands dirty by having the girl kidnapped, but instead thought that perhaps other means would need to be used to cocerce the girl to work with him. He knew that she had ventured into the past, but not exactlly how or where, for it seemed hidden from him somehow.
He would find out eventually.
'Beep'
"Yes." Hadori answered the phone.
"Sir, your ten o'clock is here."
"Send them up, Mia."
"Yes sir, Mr. Hadori."
Placing the shard back into it's protective bag and gathering the other items up, Hadori placed them in his secure wall safe. By the time he went to the door, his appointment had arrived - along with two of his bodyguard. The man justifiably looked nervous.
"Good morning, Mr. Sao.." Hadori said with a smile.
The man tried to hide his fear as he smiled back.
****
Sesshoumaru heard Kagome gasp but he ignored it and walked on, shouldering himself though the throng of humans in the street. Sensing that she was not following him, he glanced back and saw her standing still, a look of incredulousness in her eyes.
Sesshoumaru sighed and went back to her impatiently. Towering in front of her, he said, "What is wrong with you, wench?"
"I - I felt a Shikon shard!" Kagome shivered.
"I have no time for your foolishness, wench." Sesshoumaru said tersely.
"It's NOT foolishness!" Kagome put her hands on her hips. "I tell you I felt a Shikon shard and if it is, it may be our way home!"
Sesshoumaru noted the way she said 'our' instead of 'your' home. It seemed that the wench was now anxious to go back to the hanyou.
Why did he feel a pitch of anger thinking about the wench going back to that mutt? Bah! Anything associated with the idiot hanyou made him angry. He watched her face change from anger to one of puzzlement.
"It's - it's gone." She placed a hand to her throat as her eyes widened.
"Good." Sesshoumaru grabbed Kagome's arm and started to drag her off.
"Dammit! Quit dragging me around!" Kagome felt her stomach growl. Oh, she was hungry!!
Sesshoumaru said nothing and ignored the struggling human he had in tow. Rin was never this bad! At least she obeyed him, even if she talked too much for her own good. Amazingly enough, despite the fact that he was much stronger than the wench, she had pulled back and actually pulled from his grasp.
"I'm getting something to eat before we go any further." Kagome said flatly.
"No."
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes."
"Woman, I said no."
Kagome turned and walked away from the daunting youkai-lord and he could only stare!
~That rude little bitch! How dare she disobey me!~ Sesshoumaru stalked after her, his white kimono flaring out from behind him. He saw Kagome look back and start to run, winding through the crowds. Suddenly Sesshoumaru felt a deep thrill run through him as he chased her. He knew he could easily overtake the wench, but this was almost - enjoyable.
He was keenly aware of her scent - was she going into heat? - and was aware of her lithe form in her indecent kimono running through the crowd. If only these were his familar forests instead of this isle of stone and glass.
Kagome had intended to just walk away calmly from Sesshoumaru and go find a street vendor to get a bite to eat, but when he started to go after her, some old instinct told her to run from him, and now he was chasing her!
It reminded Kagome so vividly of when Inuyasha had chased her once when he had lost control of himself and changed to the demon within him. Kagome had ran for her life and for her virtue that night, and had nearly lost them both. Were it not for the fact that she had been able to call upon the odd power that had always surfaced at the most stressful of times and push him away, she knew she would have not stood a chance.
But now she had Sesshoumaru after her! Sure there were people all round, but still!
She could feel him gaining even though he could have overtaken her by now. Kagome, in a panic, veered through an alleyway between the tall buildings not noticing that admist the tall glass buildings of the business district there lay the older buildings of downtown. Most were a mixture of pre-war and post war buildings that had seen better days. She didn't hear him behind her anymore, but that didn't mean anything.
"Hey!" Someone grabbed her arm and swung her around. Her eyes met those of some young men. They looked to be in their twenties and they wore all black from their shoes to their pressed shirts. Each had a ruby red jewel shaped like a dragon at the collar.
~Shadowdragons!~ Kagome's eyes widened.
"So.." The man that had caught her arm, grinned at her. "You seem to be in a hurry, lovely one." His eyes took her in as the rest of the men - at least four of them - leered back at her.
"I am. Now let go." Kagome tried pulling her arm away.
The man frowned. "You're not in a position to give orders to a leader of the Shadowdragons." His eyes assessed her again. "You're very pretty - perhaps we could - use you."
Kagome did NOT like the sound of that. Gah, if only Sesshoumaru were here!
Oh god, did she just WISH for that cold hearted demon?
And then Kagome saw a white blur swoop behind the four men as they crumpled in a heap, their blood already staining the ground.
"Sesshoumaru!" Kagome looked relieved to see him. The youkai-lord did not acknowlege her presence, only stared down at the young man who still held her arm in a tight grip. Kagome marvelled at the way Sesshoumaru remained so expressionless - except for his eyes - there was something about them..
"This your woman, eh? You don't look like you go for girls, eh fag?" The man sneered at Sesshoumaru's appearance, taking in the kimono, the thing that looked like a boa around his shoulder as well as the old armor and the sword that the weird guy carried.
Sesshoumaru said nothing to the taunt, nor did he demand the man let her go. He only stepped foward, his sword at the ready, murder in his eyes. The young gangleader's eyes narrowed as he pulled out a gun and pointed it at Sesshoumaru. Kagome paled. She wasn't sure how Sesshoumaru could hold up against a gun.
"Asshole, why don't you take your funky self and go back to the funny farm? I'll forgive you those idiots you just sliced.." The man smirked and then Kagome realized that by his tone, he was actually afraid of Sesshoumaru!
And then Sesshoumaru moved swiftly, knocking over the gangleader, who fired his gun. Sesshoumaru felt the bullet whistle past his face, but his eyes were only on Kagome as he grabbed her by the waist and flew upwards at a great speed. The gangleader, bleeding from a wound in his leg brought about by Sesshoumaru's sword flipped over on his stomach and watched wide eyed as the weird dude made his escape with the woman.
He would have to tell Hadori about this. Funny thing about that dude - he had eyes similar to Mr. Hadori's. Picking himself up, the gang leader slipped his gun back in his hiding place and glanced at his dead companions. If they died so easily then they didn't deserve to be Shadowdragons. Quickly removing their dragon pins and putting them in his pocket, the young man - Hirarku fled the scene.