********************************* Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Rumiko Takahashi characters named here, nor do I own the rights to Charlie's Angels. I do own a twisted sense of humor. Sorry 'bout that.

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"Kagura, you look like hell."

Kagura put her elbows on Sango's desk and rested her head in her hands. "I feel like it, too," she mumbled sleepily. "That brat's kept me running non- stop for the last two days. Do you know Rin wakes up at least five times a night screaming?"

"Ugh. What's wrong with her?" Sango asked curiously. "I don't think I've ever heard her speak, come to think of it."

"Consider yourself fortunate, because she never shuts up when I'm around. Sesshomaru says she's troubled, but he doesn't say why." Kagura groaned. "I don't suppose you know how to get blue marker off a silk blouse?"

"Um, no. Why don't you wear more kid-friendly clothing? And since when did 'Ms. Fluffy' become 'Sesshomaru'?" Sango asked.

"Since I can't bring myself to call him 'Ms. Fluffy' without having a giggle fit. I can't help it; Fluffy was the name of my neighbor's dog," Kagura told her. "And with that long silver hair of his, well, the mental picture I form is just awful."

"Mmm, speaking of silver hair, have you seen Kagome's new pet?" Sango laughed. Kagura gave her a questioning look and she went on to explain. "The computer tech guy or whatever he's called, I call him Kagome's pet because he's constantly underfoot. The pageant organizer decided Kagome didn't have enough help with the resort's antiquated computer system and hired this Inu-Yasha's services for the duration."

"Computer problems, huh? I wouldn't know. The most high tech thing I've done in the last two days is replace the batteries in Rin's toys," Kagura said bitterly. "The only time I get to myself is during breakfast, because Sesshomaru has declared that to be 'private family time.' Do you know this child insists that I read 'Go Dog, Go!' to her at bedtime every night? I don't get it; she's perfectly capable of reading the stupid book herself. I know she can read because she told me that her Uncle Koga got in trouble for wearing a naughty t-shirt around her and then she proceeded to tell me exactly what that t-shirt said."

"Maybe she just likes having your undivided attention, Kagura." Kagome had walked into the office in time to overhear the last part of the conversation. "The poor girl probably gets lonely."

Kagura screwed up her mouth and pouted. "I don't see why you couldn't be the one to handle this, Kagome; you actually like children! I hardly know what to do with the girl, and she seems to realize it. She keeps giving me this look, and I can tell she's wondering what the hell I'm doing as a Nanny."

"I've got my own overgrown child to deal with right now," Kagome informed her. "I swear Inu-Yasha thinks of new ways to torment me in his sleep! I'm tempted to wring his neck and then place the blame on Vicious Dragon."

"Glad you mentioned him, Kagome," Sango interrupted before the other two dissolved into a full-blown pity party. "While the two of you have been breaking computers and torturing small children, I've actually had the chance to check out the pageant contestants. Let me tell you, we have some really interesting individuals on our hands." She opened her laptop and started flashing pictures across the screen. She stopped when she reached a young brunette.

"This is Jakotsu. He's a regular on the drag circuit; this is probably his sixth pageant this year. Jakotsu's wildly popular and has his own fan club, but he's probably best known for his unusual look. Note the stripe on his face. What isn't widely known about him is the prison time he served for being an accessory to murder. He was released from prison two years ago, but he keeps in regular contact with his friends still on the inside."

Sango moved the slide show to another figure, this time a slender redhead. "This is Kuranma. He appeared out of practically nowhere last year and was an overnight success as a model, but this is his first pageant. He hangs out with three other guys, and get a load of this: his occupation is listed as 'poltergeist detective'."

"He's a Ghostbuster?" Kagome hooted. "You mean there's people who really believe in that stuff?"

"Enough people that he seems to be making a decent living at it. Thing is, some really weird events have happened in connection with this particular group. People turning up dead, buildings collapsing - nothing is ever tied directly to them though. A lot of law enforcement agencies are wondering if they're a front for organized crime." Sango continued to her next photo.

"This purple-haired beauty is called Xelloss. He's one we can't get much background on at all. He travels with a group that doesn't seem to stay in one place for very long. Most of the members of this group have police records, usually for theft of rare manuscripts. This is only his third pageant, and he's here with one Lina Inverse. Records show that Lina is a woman, but you'd never know it to look at her."

"This is our final suspect," Sango flipped to a photo of a petite, busty redhead.

"That's a girl!" Kagura exclaimed.

"Nope. That's a world-famous cross dresser, Ranma Saotome. He has never participated in a pageant before, but he's well known in martial arts circles. Ranma's future father-in-law runs a dojo, and Ranma himself is heir to the Saotome School of Indiscriminate Grappling. Our Ranma is quite the ladies' man as well. He's reportedly engaged to three different women, and there are a host of others he's just stringing along."

"What's the attraction?" Kagura wondered.

"Maybe they borrow each other's clothes," Kagome said dryly.

"Ranma's also in hot water with the animal rights activists. The local humane society had him arrested for animal abuse. He was caught beating a giant panda and punching a small black pig. There's been complaints he was mistreating a nearsighted duck as well."

"Eeeew! That is so twisted!" Kagome said. "I'll bet he's our assassin. Anyone who would beat up a cute fuzzy panda has got to have something wrong."

"That's our list of suspects," Sango said, "other than Ms. Fluffy himself. Kagura, what have you learned on that front?"

"Not much," replied Kagura. "He and Koga are actually a pretty boring couple. They attend all the events and are friendly toward everyone, but they aren't part of the party crowd. I do get the impression Koga would cut loose if Sesshomaru weren't keeping such a tight hand on his leash," she added. "It might be worthwhile to try and separate him from Sesshomaru for awhile."

"What about when they're back in the rooms? Any fighting or disagreements between the two?" Kagome asked.

Kagura thought for a moment. "They aren't an openly affectionate couple, but you can tell they get along all right. Sesshomaru is the breadwinner, but he's pretty vague about what he does to earn a living. Apparently Koga's perpetually unemployed, but it doesn't seem to bother Sesshomaru."

"Do you think it's possible for Koga and Rin to just be a cover for Sesshomaru?" Sango asked.

Kagura shook her head emphatically. "No. You can tell when two people have known each other for awhile, because they give it away with the little things. For instance, Koga automatically passed the salt to Rin the other night without being asked because he knew Rin liked to salt her green beans. Sesshomaru pours Koga's coffee and adds six packets of creamer to it because he knows that's how Koga drinks it. And as for Rin," Kagura continued, "she is simply incapable of deception. Her face is so open and vulnerable, she couldn't tell a lie if she wanted to. And if you have any question about Sesshomaru being her father, well you should have heard the warning he gave me my first day."

"Oh? What did he say to you?"

"He all but cornered me against the wall and said his daughter was his whole world and if anything were to happen to her I would wish myself dead. The man was positively scary; he could probably give Naraku himself lessons on the Art of the Effective Threat." Kagura shivered. "I pity his enemies."

"All right then ladies," Sango said closing her laptop again, "let's get down to some serious work. One of these suspects has got to be our man - so to speak."

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"Koga, do you have Jakotsu in sight?" Sesshomaru spoke in a low undertone to his microphone. Surveillance was easier now that he could blend into the crowd, but it also made tailing a suspect tricky work. It was too easy for the suspect to blend into the same crowd.

"Koga? Koga, are you there?" No answer. "Where are you?"

"Right behind you," Koga's voice in his ear made him jump.

"What's up? Why aren't you answering me?" Sesshomaru asked.

"I think your wire has broken," Koga told him. "Your voice cut out all of a sudden."

Sesshomaru looked around for a nearby restroom and finding none, he edged into a corner of the hallway. "It's this damn bra microphone. It keeps coming loose," he said in a disgusted tone.

"Here, let me adjust it," Koga said, joining him in the corner. He popped open the front of the dress and started pulling the tiny wire. "Shit, you've really got this tangled, you know?"

"I don't think the bra sits just right. It keeps twisting on its own."

Koga fished around the front closure of the bra. "It's these smaller boobs; I told you they would be trouble. You need to go back to the 'C' cup so the bra will stay where it's supposed to."

"Just shut up and untangle it. No, here, let me do it myself."

"No way, your long fingernails are getting in the way. Hold still and stop squirming!"

"Koga," said Sesshomaru, "I really think we should find someplace more private for this, don't you? Somebody might walk along here and see - " He started to say something more but stopped with a horrified gasp.

Koga looked up from his partner's bra. Sesshomaru was standing there with his mouth compressed into a thin line and staring at something behind Koga. Koga turned to see a silver-haired young man dressed like a beach bum had come into the hallway behind them and was looking shocked.

"Oh," Koga giggled at him, trying to decide if their cover was blown. "Please excuse us. We get carried away sometimes." He batted his eyelashes at Sesshomaru and pressed against him. Their interloper gaped at them a moment longer then turned on his heel and walked away without making a sound.

His partner still hadn't said a word. "Sesshomaru? What is it?" he asked him. The guy was standing frozen like an ice sculpture. Koga looked back at the hallway where the young man had been. "You recognize him or something?" he asked Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru swallowed air a couple of times, then spoke. "That was my younger brother."

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A/N: Okay, so this chapter isn't very lively. I had to finish out my characters, and this was the only way I could think of doing it without dragging it out too long. Thanks so much for all of the reviews! I'm so happy you are enjoying this! *blushes*

Sophie-chan: I'm sorry I threw the laptop at you in an earlier chapter. You aren't too badly hurt, are you? *grabs first aid kit*

Lady Milana: Of COURSE Ranma has to be in here! After all, he IS the most famous cross-dresser we know and love haha :P