Most Important Mission - Chapter 18
By: Sakura Katsana
Author's Note: Hiya! Here's the next chapter, so sorry for getting it out late. ^_^; Anyway, I *do* have valid excuses:
I have a cold. -.- *Cough* But, one happy thing about that is I get to eat Halls Fruit Breezer cough drops for a good reason ^_~
-And- Interims came out, so I had to work on something in two classes . . .
I hate it, I'd rather be here, typing and working on my Inuyasha site, but sadly, school is just . . . "There" . . . And it won't leave me alone for 3 more days . . . *Sigh*
Anyway, onward.
Responses:
1) Sequel?
Nope. No sequel, I'll just combine the two. Like one of my reviewers said (hanyougal34), it's easier to find and just continue reading. So, yeah. I didn't know what the sequel's name would have been anyway. ^_^;
2) Dou itashi mashite
Yeah, I think since 'don't mention it' and 'you're welcome' are both very similar, like in Spanish 'de nada' means it's nothing, and that equals our 'you're welcome', well anyway, you can consider it as both in my book. The place where I got it from had both under it's meaning.
Also, KaGoMe39, thanks for the info, and it's really cool you have a Japanese friend, there's only one student from Japan where we are, *sigh*, oh well, can't have it all. This chapter will be 23 pages. Maybe more, no less.
Thanks to: Storm-maker, InuShemeeko, Yun Fei, sacredmist, yamiyumetenshi, Josie, hanyougal34, KaGoMe39, Miko Sakura-sama Fan, and Krystal of Darkness.
***
Chapter 18: Tracking Them Down
"You called Naraku-sama?" the young boy stood by the youkai's desk.
"Kohaku," Naraku paused, "I know that there are people inside our organization that are planning something."
Kohaku's brow furrowed, "What do you mean?"
Naraku stood up and walked towards the counter in the corner, pouring himself some sake before returning back to his seat, "Find out what they're planning."
Kohaku nodded dully.
"Start with my daughter, she's the easiest to get to, that hot head of hers."
Kohaku nodded again.
Just because he was under Naraku's control didn't mean the guy wasn't the most annoying thing on Earth.
"Report back to me with all the details," Naraku swiveled in his chair, picking up the ringing phone, "Who is this?"
Kohaku sat patiently, humoring his pathetic master.
"Listen, Bankotsu, you don't call me, I call you." Naraku picked up his sake before downing it in one gulp, "No one has the *right* to call me, I call you." Naraku growled, "What the h*** is it Bankotsu?"
Kohaku smirked but then, suddenly, an image of a young girl, her hair dark brown, and her eyes the purest magenta, flashed before him in his mind. 'Who do I keep thinking of?'
***
"So you actually dived off a forty-story building . . . And landed in a garbage truck?" Kagome broke into new fits of laughter.
"Hey, it wasn't my idea, Sango just dived off the side of the building, so I followed," Inuyasha defended, shoving the girl towards the opposite side of the car.
"Why did you even dive off the building in the first place?" Kagome finally contained her laughter, slapping the agent on the shoulder.
"My yarou of a half brother," Inuyasha growled, checking his rearview mirror.
"You have a half brother?"
Inuyasha grunted in response.
"What'd he do that you'd jump off a building?" Kagome cocked her head slightly to the side, eyes wide.
"We're not on the same side," Inuyasha sighed, using the same hand he'd shoved Kagome with seconds before to fumble around, looking for something. Finding it under his seat, Inuyasha tossed the slip of paper at her. "Name's Sesshoumaru, if you see him, don't trust a d*** thing he says, he works for Naraku."
"So is that why you knew the assassins back there? Fighting with your brother?"
Inuyasha nodded, "You could say that, chased me and Sango every time we tried fumbling up Kikyo's plans."
Kagome nodded, looking down at the picture in her lap, "He looks . . . Like . . . A girl!" Kagome exploded with laughter, giving the hanyou a side- glance before continuing her laughter.
Inuyasha blinked before chuckling a bit as well, "One of the reasons I'm glad we don't share the same mother," Inuyasha smirked, nodding his head upward so his sunglasses fell back over his eyes.
Kagome glanced at the agent and turned to face the left window, "Take those off."
"What?"
"Take those off," Kagome spoke a little softer, refusing to look at him. "They hide your eyes."
"No one will miss them," Inuyasha stated, somewhat disappointed.
"So I'm no one?" Kagome whispered, soft enough she was surprised when she looked over at him from the corner of her eye -
That he was staring at her. "No, you're not."
The awkwardness that had so quickly had dissipated returned with a vengeance.
Kagome turned away, feeling as though she was the biggest fool alive. 'What the h*** am I saying?!'
Her cheeks held a pink tint, her raven hair revealing her natural highlights with the rising sun. Inuyasha was glad she couldn't see him stare at her, 'Gods, she's beautiful - - -
No, not strong enough.
Gorgeous?
No, still not strong enough.'
Inuyasha silently removed his sunglasses, his mind still battling itself with what to say next.
Kagome closed her eyes briefly, rolling them behind her eyelids. 'I'm an idiot-
No, not strong enough.
Fool?
No, still not good enough.
Imbecile? Dolt?
. . .
Well don't I have a high self-esteem?'
Leaving her with that depressing thought, Kagome's mind decided to change the subject to a certain silver-haired hanyou sitting to her right.
'God, he's hot.
Those golden eyes . . .
That shining silver hair . . .
Those rippling muscles he hides under hoodies and t-shirts . . .
Why does he hide behind baggy clothes and sunglasses?
He has no right to hide his hotness!
And the idiot doesn't even know.
. . .
Aw, he's modest.
What am I? A pervert like Miroku?'
Kagome leaned back in Fang's passenger seat; her mind racing with random thoughts, all only related by them all being about Inuyasha.
"It's hot in here," Inuyasha finally declared.
'You're telling me.'
"Mind if I open the windows?" Inuyasha asked, hand poised over a small switch by the wheel.
"No, go ahead," Kagome waved a dismissive hand.
Inuyasha flicked the switch allowing the windows to open fully and rested his elbow on the window ledge, hand clasping the roof of Fang.
"What business causes you to chase after Kikyo?" Inuyasha asked out of the blue.
Kagome snapped up, eyes at attention, "What?"
"It seems we all have a grudge against the person we're ready to brutally murder, what's yours?"
Kagome stiffened, 'What do I tell him?'
Her mind switched to defensive mode, "What's yours?"
"It's complicated."
"Well then we have something in common!" Kagome exclaimed, fake happiness echoing in her words.
With a sigh of defeat Inuyasha began the edited version of his grudge against the woman, "Kikyo killed-"
The sound of a shot fired behind them interrupted his explanation.
***
Sango winced, her face twisted to hold in the pain.
"What's wrong?" Miroku took one eye off the road, "Is it your leg?"
Sango's face slowly eased back to normal, "It's not that, my location chip's gone." Sango indicated a gash on her arm.
"What the h*** Sango?" Kagome's car swerved slightly with Miroku's excitement, "What happened to you?"
Sango groaned, slapping her head with her unharmed arm, "They took it out! D*** it they took it out!" Sango banged her head lightly against the glass.
"Sango, what are you-"
"Inuyasha and I, both, have a tracking chip, mine in my arm, his on his shoulder. The chips are placed in an area uncommonly attacked by our enemies-"
"Then why in your arm? Why not down by-"
Miroku's statement was rudely interrupted by Sango whapping his head, "You pervert!"
"Well, you don't get attacked there do you?"
"No!" Sango sighed with exasperation, "They aren't perverts, Miroku, they don't look for excuses to look . . . Look - - -"
"Way down south where-"
"Don't-" Sango growled, "-Say another word."
Miroku nodded timidly before Sango continued, "Like I was saying before the perverted half of your brain took over, the chips are below our skin and they are easily proficient to trace us. That way, incase something of significant importance occurs, they can effortlessly locate and contact us."
Miroku blinked before a praising smile appeared on his face, "My Sango and her smart vocabulary."
Sango's cheeks tinted pink as she allowed herself to chuckle, "My Miroku and his perverted mind." Sango gave him a peck on the cheek; leaned back in her seat, and allowed herself to bask in Miroku's slightly flushed face.
The tint on the young couple's cheeks instantly faded with the sound of a bullet fired from behind.
"What the-"
"Miroku!" Sango knocked Miroku to the right*, slamming him into the door awkwardly as she herself fell on top of him.
A bullet penetrated the back windshield and then, seconds later, the front, but not before it shot through Sango's seat.
Sango heaved herself off Miroku, grabbing the razor boomerang placed underneath her seat, and pushed herself onto the top of the car via the sunroof.
"Be careful!" Miroku warned. 'Where does Kagome keep her spare gun?' He jerked the glove compartment open, groping blindly - seeing he couldn't turn away from the road - for Kagome's emergency weapon. 'Thank you Kag.'
***
"Who the-" Inuyasha pulled his head back into the car when a bullet flew past.
"Naraku must have found out we escaped!" Kagome informed, unbuckling herself from Fang's passenger seat and sliding into the back.
"Took him long enough," Inuyasha growled, grabbing his gun from underneath the seat. "But if they're so intent on catching us again, then they'll be disappointed." With one hand still on the wheel, the hanyou fired a group of bullets out, all hitting the furthest car from them head-on.
"Gotcha." Inuyasha smirked, swerving into the next lane.
"Where do you keep your spare guns?" Kagome yelled over the gun fire.
"What?!" Inuyasha growled, "How many 'spares' do you expect me to have?"
. . .
"Behind the back seat."
Kagome nodded, flinching when a bullet cracked Fang's back window. "Roll down the windows back here!"
Inuyasha complied as he reloaded his gun with a new round of bullets hidden in the honker on the steering wheel.
Miroku fired at the car behind him as he heard the cry of the passenger as Sango's boomerang sliced through halfway through his arm. Grimacing slightly, Miroku shot off another couple of bullets, only one hitting the windshield.
Sango ducked back into the safety of Kagome's car as bullet's blazed pass from a machine gun. "Oh sh-" She was cut off by the sound of screeching metal.
"D***." Miroku growled, "They hit the front right tire."
***
"Where are we going now?" Kouga said dryly, sliding back into his car.
Ayame gave the wolf demon a cold stare, "Towards the Ramen factory by the docks." Kouga grunted. "Don't you even care what happens to your own agency and it's welfare?"
Kouga kept his eyes on the road, "Of course I do." Ayame's eye twitched. "Do you think I'd be chauffeuring you around Tokyo if I didn't? Even if that yarou Miroku is involved . . ."
"Your boss ordered you to accompany me, I thought you had to do it, but I guess that's just me." Ayame sighed, leaning back into Kouga's leather seat. Giving a side-glace to Kouga she saw the slightest smile surfacing on the agent's face. "What're you so happy about?"
"I've missed you smart little mouth," Kouga admitted, a wry grin appearing on his face.
"Shut up," Ayame warned.
"Shut don't go up, Ayame dear," Kouga settled more comfortably into his seat, turning onto the highway.
The young youkai agent scowled.
This was not going to be an easy day.
***
Yura looked at the clock by her nightstand.
It was five thirty in the morning.
She sighed, looking at her watch that she had reset the night before, it read five. Ever since she had begun working with Kagura and Sesshoumaru they had had this special timing system to fool other assassins. It worked like this; they would say they would be attacking at five pm, then set their watches back thirty minutes. When their watches read five, not the real time, they would attack.
There was a slight rapping at her door. Yura quickly slid her suitcase underneath her bed and walked towards the door. "Who is it?"
"Kagura."
Yura quickly opened the door and tossed the young yasha into the room. "What the h***, Yura?"
"Shut up." Yura hissed, "Did you send the word to your brothers?"
Kagura leaned on her left foot slightly, eyeing the wall ahead of her, "No."
"What do you mean 'no'?" Yura whispered, "I thought Kanna, Juuroumaru, and Kageroumaru were coming!"
"I haven't been able to get in touch with them," Kagura tapped the feather on her head, "They won't respond."
Yura's eyes widened, "When did you lose their signal?"
"Around 2 this morning, why-"
"Oh gods." Yura whimpered, "Your father has them."
***
*In Japan the driver's seat is on the other side, so instead of her having to push Miroku right, like in America, she'd have to push him to the left.
Short, I know, but better this much than none ne? ^_^;; I promise the next one to be longer. Happy Holidays!
Ja ne
~Sakura
Author's Note: Hiya! Here's the next chapter, so sorry for getting it out late. ^_^; Anyway, I *do* have valid excuses:
I have a cold. -.- *Cough* But, one happy thing about that is I get to eat Halls Fruit Breezer cough drops for a good reason ^_~
-And- Interims came out, so I had to work on something in two classes . . .
I hate it, I'd rather be here, typing and working on my Inuyasha site, but sadly, school is just . . . "There" . . . And it won't leave me alone for 3 more days . . . *Sigh*
Anyway, onward.
Responses:
1) Sequel?
Nope. No sequel, I'll just combine the two. Like one of my reviewers said (hanyougal34), it's easier to find and just continue reading. So, yeah. I didn't know what the sequel's name would have been anyway. ^_^;
2) Dou itashi mashite
Yeah, I think since 'don't mention it' and 'you're welcome' are both very similar, like in Spanish 'de nada' means it's nothing, and that equals our 'you're welcome', well anyway, you can consider it as both in my book. The place where I got it from had both under it's meaning.
Also, KaGoMe39, thanks for the info, and it's really cool you have a Japanese friend, there's only one student from Japan where we are, *sigh*, oh well, can't have it all. This chapter will be 23 pages. Maybe more, no less.
Thanks to: Storm-maker, InuShemeeko, Yun Fei, sacredmist, yamiyumetenshi, Josie, hanyougal34, KaGoMe39, Miko Sakura-sama Fan, and Krystal of Darkness.
***
Chapter 18: Tracking Them Down
"You called Naraku-sama?" the young boy stood by the youkai's desk.
"Kohaku," Naraku paused, "I know that there are people inside our organization that are planning something."
Kohaku's brow furrowed, "What do you mean?"
Naraku stood up and walked towards the counter in the corner, pouring himself some sake before returning back to his seat, "Find out what they're planning."
Kohaku nodded dully.
"Start with my daughter, she's the easiest to get to, that hot head of hers."
Kohaku nodded again.
Just because he was under Naraku's control didn't mean the guy wasn't the most annoying thing on Earth.
"Report back to me with all the details," Naraku swiveled in his chair, picking up the ringing phone, "Who is this?"
Kohaku sat patiently, humoring his pathetic master.
"Listen, Bankotsu, you don't call me, I call you." Naraku picked up his sake before downing it in one gulp, "No one has the *right* to call me, I call you." Naraku growled, "What the h*** is it Bankotsu?"
Kohaku smirked but then, suddenly, an image of a young girl, her hair dark brown, and her eyes the purest magenta, flashed before him in his mind. 'Who do I keep thinking of?'
***
"So you actually dived off a forty-story building . . . And landed in a garbage truck?" Kagome broke into new fits of laughter.
"Hey, it wasn't my idea, Sango just dived off the side of the building, so I followed," Inuyasha defended, shoving the girl towards the opposite side of the car.
"Why did you even dive off the building in the first place?" Kagome finally contained her laughter, slapping the agent on the shoulder.
"My yarou of a half brother," Inuyasha growled, checking his rearview mirror.
"You have a half brother?"
Inuyasha grunted in response.
"What'd he do that you'd jump off a building?" Kagome cocked her head slightly to the side, eyes wide.
"We're not on the same side," Inuyasha sighed, using the same hand he'd shoved Kagome with seconds before to fumble around, looking for something. Finding it under his seat, Inuyasha tossed the slip of paper at her. "Name's Sesshoumaru, if you see him, don't trust a d*** thing he says, he works for Naraku."
"So is that why you knew the assassins back there? Fighting with your brother?"
Inuyasha nodded, "You could say that, chased me and Sango every time we tried fumbling up Kikyo's plans."
Kagome nodded, looking down at the picture in her lap, "He looks . . . Like . . . A girl!" Kagome exploded with laughter, giving the hanyou a side- glance before continuing her laughter.
Inuyasha blinked before chuckling a bit as well, "One of the reasons I'm glad we don't share the same mother," Inuyasha smirked, nodding his head upward so his sunglasses fell back over his eyes.
Kagome glanced at the agent and turned to face the left window, "Take those off."
"What?"
"Take those off," Kagome spoke a little softer, refusing to look at him. "They hide your eyes."
"No one will miss them," Inuyasha stated, somewhat disappointed.
"So I'm no one?" Kagome whispered, soft enough she was surprised when she looked over at him from the corner of her eye -
That he was staring at her. "No, you're not."
The awkwardness that had so quickly had dissipated returned with a vengeance.
Kagome turned away, feeling as though she was the biggest fool alive. 'What the h*** am I saying?!'
Her cheeks held a pink tint, her raven hair revealing her natural highlights with the rising sun. Inuyasha was glad she couldn't see him stare at her, 'Gods, she's beautiful - - -
No, not strong enough.
Gorgeous?
No, still not strong enough.'
Inuyasha silently removed his sunglasses, his mind still battling itself with what to say next.
Kagome closed her eyes briefly, rolling them behind her eyelids. 'I'm an idiot-
No, not strong enough.
Fool?
No, still not good enough.
Imbecile? Dolt?
. . .
Well don't I have a high self-esteem?'
Leaving her with that depressing thought, Kagome's mind decided to change the subject to a certain silver-haired hanyou sitting to her right.
'God, he's hot.
Those golden eyes . . .
That shining silver hair . . .
Those rippling muscles he hides under hoodies and t-shirts . . .
Why does he hide behind baggy clothes and sunglasses?
He has no right to hide his hotness!
And the idiot doesn't even know.
. . .
Aw, he's modest.
What am I? A pervert like Miroku?'
Kagome leaned back in Fang's passenger seat; her mind racing with random thoughts, all only related by them all being about Inuyasha.
"It's hot in here," Inuyasha finally declared.
'You're telling me.'
"Mind if I open the windows?" Inuyasha asked, hand poised over a small switch by the wheel.
"No, go ahead," Kagome waved a dismissive hand.
Inuyasha flicked the switch allowing the windows to open fully and rested his elbow on the window ledge, hand clasping the roof of Fang.
"What business causes you to chase after Kikyo?" Inuyasha asked out of the blue.
Kagome snapped up, eyes at attention, "What?"
"It seems we all have a grudge against the person we're ready to brutally murder, what's yours?"
Kagome stiffened, 'What do I tell him?'
Her mind switched to defensive mode, "What's yours?"
"It's complicated."
"Well then we have something in common!" Kagome exclaimed, fake happiness echoing in her words.
With a sigh of defeat Inuyasha began the edited version of his grudge against the woman, "Kikyo killed-"
The sound of a shot fired behind them interrupted his explanation.
***
Sango winced, her face twisted to hold in the pain.
"What's wrong?" Miroku took one eye off the road, "Is it your leg?"
Sango's face slowly eased back to normal, "It's not that, my location chip's gone." Sango indicated a gash on her arm.
"What the h*** Sango?" Kagome's car swerved slightly with Miroku's excitement, "What happened to you?"
Sango groaned, slapping her head with her unharmed arm, "They took it out! D*** it they took it out!" Sango banged her head lightly against the glass.
"Sango, what are you-"
"Inuyasha and I, both, have a tracking chip, mine in my arm, his on his shoulder. The chips are placed in an area uncommonly attacked by our enemies-"
"Then why in your arm? Why not down by-"
Miroku's statement was rudely interrupted by Sango whapping his head, "You pervert!"
"Well, you don't get attacked there do you?"
"No!" Sango sighed with exasperation, "They aren't perverts, Miroku, they don't look for excuses to look . . . Look - - -"
"Way down south where-"
"Don't-" Sango growled, "-Say another word."
Miroku nodded timidly before Sango continued, "Like I was saying before the perverted half of your brain took over, the chips are below our skin and they are easily proficient to trace us. That way, incase something of significant importance occurs, they can effortlessly locate and contact us."
Miroku blinked before a praising smile appeared on his face, "My Sango and her smart vocabulary."
Sango's cheeks tinted pink as she allowed herself to chuckle, "My Miroku and his perverted mind." Sango gave him a peck on the cheek; leaned back in her seat, and allowed herself to bask in Miroku's slightly flushed face.
The tint on the young couple's cheeks instantly faded with the sound of a bullet fired from behind.
"What the-"
"Miroku!" Sango knocked Miroku to the right*, slamming him into the door awkwardly as she herself fell on top of him.
A bullet penetrated the back windshield and then, seconds later, the front, but not before it shot through Sango's seat.
Sango heaved herself off Miroku, grabbing the razor boomerang placed underneath her seat, and pushed herself onto the top of the car via the sunroof.
"Be careful!" Miroku warned. 'Where does Kagome keep her spare gun?' He jerked the glove compartment open, groping blindly - seeing he couldn't turn away from the road - for Kagome's emergency weapon. 'Thank you Kag.'
***
"Who the-" Inuyasha pulled his head back into the car when a bullet flew past.
"Naraku must have found out we escaped!" Kagome informed, unbuckling herself from Fang's passenger seat and sliding into the back.
"Took him long enough," Inuyasha growled, grabbing his gun from underneath the seat. "But if they're so intent on catching us again, then they'll be disappointed." With one hand still on the wheel, the hanyou fired a group of bullets out, all hitting the furthest car from them head-on.
"Gotcha." Inuyasha smirked, swerving into the next lane.
"Where do you keep your spare guns?" Kagome yelled over the gun fire.
"What?!" Inuyasha growled, "How many 'spares' do you expect me to have?"
. . .
"Behind the back seat."
Kagome nodded, flinching when a bullet cracked Fang's back window. "Roll down the windows back here!"
Inuyasha complied as he reloaded his gun with a new round of bullets hidden in the honker on the steering wheel.
Miroku fired at the car behind him as he heard the cry of the passenger as Sango's boomerang sliced through halfway through his arm. Grimacing slightly, Miroku shot off another couple of bullets, only one hitting the windshield.
Sango ducked back into the safety of Kagome's car as bullet's blazed pass from a machine gun. "Oh sh-" She was cut off by the sound of screeching metal.
"D***." Miroku growled, "They hit the front right tire."
***
"Where are we going now?" Kouga said dryly, sliding back into his car.
Ayame gave the wolf demon a cold stare, "Towards the Ramen factory by the docks." Kouga grunted. "Don't you even care what happens to your own agency and it's welfare?"
Kouga kept his eyes on the road, "Of course I do." Ayame's eye twitched. "Do you think I'd be chauffeuring you around Tokyo if I didn't? Even if that yarou Miroku is involved . . ."
"Your boss ordered you to accompany me, I thought you had to do it, but I guess that's just me." Ayame sighed, leaning back into Kouga's leather seat. Giving a side-glace to Kouga she saw the slightest smile surfacing on the agent's face. "What're you so happy about?"
"I've missed you smart little mouth," Kouga admitted, a wry grin appearing on his face.
"Shut up," Ayame warned.
"Shut don't go up, Ayame dear," Kouga settled more comfortably into his seat, turning onto the highway.
The young youkai agent scowled.
This was not going to be an easy day.
***
Yura looked at the clock by her nightstand.
It was five thirty in the morning.
She sighed, looking at her watch that she had reset the night before, it read five. Ever since she had begun working with Kagura and Sesshoumaru they had had this special timing system to fool other assassins. It worked like this; they would say they would be attacking at five pm, then set their watches back thirty minutes. When their watches read five, not the real time, they would attack.
There was a slight rapping at her door. Yura quickly slid her suitcase underneath her bed and walked towards the door. "Who is it?"
"Kagura."
Yura quickly opened the door and tossed the young yasha into the room. "What the h***, Yura?"
"Shut up." Yura hissed, "Did you send the word to your brothers?"
Kagura leaned on her left foot slightly, eyeing the wall ahead of her, "No."
"What do you mean 'no'?" Yura whispered, "I thought Kanna, Juuroumaru, and Kageroumaru were coming!"
"I haven't been able to get in touch with them," Kagura tapped the feather on her head, "They won't respond."
Yura's eyes widened, "When did you lose their signal?"
"Around 2 this morning, why-"
"Oh gods." Yura whimpered, "Your father has them."
***
*In Japan the driver's seat is on the other side, so instead of her having to push Miroku right, like in America, she'd have to push him to the left.
Short, I know, but better this much than none ne? ^_^;; I promise the next one to be longer. Happy Holidays!
Ja ne
~Sakura
