Disclaimer: I'm not in the mood for this………

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Aelinwen Elentari and Emcronia, sorry that your reviews got deleted! Honestly, my computer had some problems, so I had to re-post this fic, and wouldn't you know it? Your inspiring reviews got deleted! T-T…Oh well, at least I still got the e-mails, thanks to the review alert! God bless fanfiction.net………

PS. I've been debating with myself; should I or should I not change this fic's rating from PG-13 to R? That is the question. You know what to do, review and give me suggestions!

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The Life of a Devil

Joy Ride To The Angels

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It was more like a dream to her, really. Everything seemed to speed past her without even acknowledging that she was even there. Cars, trucks, even businessman blurred past her, not caring if they bumped into her or not. Usually, she would have grabbed them in haste and demanded them for an apology, been the person that hated to be ignored, but she didn't have much care right than and there, for an obvious good reason.

She walked as if the whole world was doomed and there was nothing she could do about that, which just made her feel weak and pathetic. A light drop from the darkening sky announced that for once, the weatherman had actually gotten his warning right, and more rain poured down, as if there was no tomorrow.

Growling in annoyance, her light steps faltered as she tried to find her key somewhere in her heavy coat.

Finally finding her set of keys in her lower left pocket, after finding her sunglasses, pistol, few gums, and some bandages. Pushing the small silver key in to the key hole, required in front of the apartment, the small red light buzzed a few times until it became green and announced acceptance for Kagome.

She casually stepped into one of the finest apartment in the city as her muddy shoes made a dirty mess on the fine marble floor. Of course, the trail would lead right to her apartment door and she was sure she was going to get some chaste from the maids, thought she never really cared.

Finally reaching the top floor, the 17th floor to be exact, she grudgingly sled the card key through the slot and another beep came and the red light beside it automatically turned to green, just like how it had in front of the apartment.

Kagome rolled her eyes as she saw that her television was still on.

Naraku had seemed urgent when he called, and when he was urgent, you know that he meant 'get here in ten minutes, or I'll hire an assassin on you' literally, and since he usually makes other workers call her made things even more surprising for her.

Taking a deep breath as she threw her wet coat on the coat hanger, she conjured up the folder he had given her and ever so slowly, walked and sat down on her living room couch.

If it was any other day, she would have taken a quick shower first and her devilish grin would be on, wondering if her 'boss' would be more annoyed if she was to kill the assassins a month later than needed. Or if she should leave some hard core evidence, like a pack of cocaine with his finger prints all over it, to get his slimy ass in to a serious trouble.

But her mind was completely blank as to what she was suppose to do and her instincts to annoy her 'boss' was completely gone and replaced by what she just had do to.

Money makes the world go round. That was her motto. If it wasn't for her money making job, she wouldn't be sitting on her leather couch, or be staying at the fanciest apartment in Tokyo. She would most likely have been staying inside a garbage dump if she just so miraculously hadn't found a gun, probably thrown away from her fellow assassin to get rid of any evidence, and 'accidentally' killed a police officer when he was about to arrest Naraku himself.

Everything than on was drowned out by daze of light as only sparks of memory came up time to time between the memory loss.

Like when she started to learn Karate by one of the older assassins, when she was only ten and only a day after Naraku had recruited her for his amusement and curiosity to why a ten years old orphan could kill one police officer without much regret on her face.

Shaking her head to try to get rid of the bitter memory out, ignoring the television set, she picked up her folder on the coffee table and was about to open it, when a small, plastic bottle dropped out.

Confusingly, she picked up the bottle and saw that it was one of those orange see-through kinds when doctors prescribed it to patients and held many of those nasty tasting tabloids. Weirdly, it had a small hole and a thin string through it to make it one of the most horrible necklaces ever seen.

But instead of tabloids, it held a small amount of salt like substance that shined in the exotic color of forget-me-not blue.

Setting down the bottle, she once again took the folder she had on her lap and opened it.

Like she had thought, the folder held only a few amount of papers than usual, and the space was mostly occupied by instructions instead of information on her next target. Five small slips of paper were attached to the left side of the folder by a paper clip. Guessing that it was instructions for her medication, she looked at it first.

1. Take the medication daily, once at morning, once at night.

Like she hadn't guessed.

2. Pinch the chemical between your finger and drop it in your mouth.

Chemical? Obviously, this was just one of those experimental medication that was only going to be tested on those that really needed. Like her, for example.

3. This is an experimental medication-

*Snort*

- if you do not follow the instructions carefully, you will have problems breathing and your heart muscle's capability to pump oxygen will be severely disrupted. Therefor, causing you to have a heart attack and ending your life quickly.

Something was obviously a miss here. Hadn't Naraku told her that she had a mysterious virus eating her inside out right at this moment? If it was so mysterious that he couldn't tell her the whole details, why was he able to give her a medication instead? This was definitely getting a little suspicious.

Flipping ahead to the next couple of papers, she found a very interesting list of why she needed her medication. The first one was enough to make her speechless.

1. Might gain a few pounds if you don't take the medication

"So that's why I gained three pounds………" Kagome thought rather loudly, than quickly hit herself on the head for her bad habit again. Naraku had tried effortlessly to clear all her old habits by teaching her cat like maneuvers and stealth of a snake, but he was never able to take her habit of thinking out loudly. It was going to be with her for the rest of her life, though now that she considered it, it wasn't going to be that long.

Just two months………

Quickly trying to clear her mind of the annoying yet depressing thought, she took a quick look at the list of side effects of taking the drug from the last sheet of paper. Of course, it hadn't made anything better, but worse.

1. May lose strength, as heart may grow weak, and may or may not lose agility.

This wasn't good at all. The strength part was acceptable, since Kagome had never had used her power much, only in moving her living room furniture around for vacuuming, but that just made it worse for the next part.

Her speed. That was probably the most important ability she needed for her job, other than her well use of small weapons, but that was beside the point.

Five years ago, she had learned that been a lightweight helped her ability to jump and flee faster than handling heavy weapons or lifting heavy objects off the floor. How else do you think she was able to creep up behind the thunder brothers and knock them out, without them noticing? She had always been relying on her speed and agility more than her strength, and now that she was probably going to lose that, she had no idea how she was going to do her job. Naraku must have somehow known this, since he was the 'boss' and chose the jobs for the assassins, and also looked over their folders for any errors. This had to be a joke.

Now even more confused, Kagome reluctantly dropped the five slips on to the coffee table and looked in to the folder to find a rather handsome looking male in a slightly unfocused picture. He was probably in his early twenties or just a few years older than her and most of his features were covered by a white wig as she thought it was. She really didn't want to think that her last job was to kill an old man. She could see that the picture had been taken in a rather rush was as there was some gunshot wound on his arm and leg. After some more staring and squinting, she realized that it wasn't a wig and his real hair was silver, not white. Even more bizarrely, two amber glints showed from his unmoving face in the photo. He was definitely not Japanese if his eyes were really amber, but than again, he could have been wearing contact lenses.

She took the photo and set it on her lap, as if it was a priceless picture and she felt as if, if she even made a tiny dent on the photo, it would just ruin the whole thing, though she didn't know why.

The information was surprisingly more detailed than she had imagined and saw that he was definitely not your average secret agent.

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Known Name Used: Akai Inuyasha

Code Name: Inu

Nationality: Half-Japanese, Half-American

Height: Five Foot Seven

Weight: 120 Pounds

Age: 20 Years

Siblings: One Older Brother (Married)

Occupation: Millionaire in Los Angeles

Wanted For: Ending the drug deal that took place in Arizona, killing five assassins that was hired to kill him, sabotaging the airplane holding the drugs that was suppose to land in Tokyo-

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- and the list went on and on. From what Kagome had read, he was probably 70% of the trouble Naraku always hired Kagome to clean up. Apparently, he had hired five gunmen before her to get rid of this particular mess, but from what she read, their bodies were all found in the Atlantic Ocean a month or two later. Now she understood why he had given her this task. Why not use the girl that's going to die anyway and let her do the most risk-taking job? She could even imagine his voice saying that with his slimy amused look.

Suddenly, she remembered something from the reading that was a tad bit off and quickly back tracked to see what it was-

'Millionaire in Los Angeles'

She promptly dropped the folder in pure shock as she ignored the envelope falling as a single air plain ticket fell out and the pile of paper all clattered on the floor.

Of course, having never left her country and now been immediately forced to go to the United States was a bit too shocking for her weak heart. Maybe she needed her medication now?

After some few more minutes, she caught her breath and ever so slowly and delicately, picked up the envelope and the ticket with a shaky and rather pale finger.

She traced the outline of the flight ticket so gently that one could have mistook the ticket for a bomb of some kind. She caught her breath again as she realized her flight time was due in a week.

Okay, so the farthest she had ever traveled was to Hokkaido, to clean up some mishaps from the drug deal that went wrong thanks to the bad blizzard, bad she had very distinct feeling that this wasn't going to be exactly like her trip to Hokkaido, not at all.

She replaced the ticket and the envelope in her hand with the picture of this so-called 'Inuyasha' again. Leaning back, she looked more closer to his features and her worried look was slowly replace by a dull one. From what she could tell, he looked like a millionaire playboy. It was how he posed himself as in the picture. It was how he looked over confident even if he had bad gunshot wounds and looked like he was going to collapse at any moment.

Frustratingly, she sighed tiredly and dropped the picture beside her.

Just a week until she was going to the land of the angels.

Usually, she thought herself as a devil of life, instead of an angel that cause death. You could see how she was now dreading that her trademark was definitely not going to fit with the people there.

Just one week.

"Boy, this is going to be one hell of a joy ride"

A/N: Ehehehe………sorry for not updating for a while, but now I got a new laptop! Now I got all the time in the world to update! Mwahahahaha! Thought that doesn't help clear my writer's block. *Sigh* Right now, I'm trying to come up with a humor/romance fic and there is this romance fic that's also bugging me really badly, so you can see how this is literally killing me from the inside out! All I can do is get supportive review from the reviewers like yourself, and maybe, just maybe, I may be able to update on Saturday, thought I highly doubted………anyway, hope you review! ^-^