Most Important Mission - Chapter 21 By: Sakura Katsana

Disclaimer: *Types madly on Plum's keyboard* I own Inuyasha, I own Inuyasha, I own Inuyasha, I own Inuyasha!

Wait, no I don't. *Shrugs* Silly me.

*ahem*

Now that I got that out of my system . . .

Hello all! I extremely happy for myself. I downloaded a Inuyasha theme for my comp, it is so, so GREAT! The arrow is red (boring part), the desktop is Inu/Kag kissing *squeals*, when you minimize it comes with the sound you get for a commercial, right click: a ear tweak, busy signal: commercial break part, login: "Change the World" plays, logoff: "My Will" plays...

So me and Plum are really happy.

But, back to all of you out there in ff.net land. Thank you for your wonderful reviews and for loving-just as much as I do-Kikyo dying last chapter. I was just dying to write it, but instead of committing suicide I committed *homicide* on a certain clay pot miko.

Muwahahaha!

Do I have any regrets on knocking that-erm--*witch* out the window?

No. ^___^

Well, the first half of Most Important Mission is coming close to it's end. So, my decision for a sequel or not is coming to and end. If you have any suggestions about this please email or place it in your review. Arigatou!

Thanks to: InuShemeeko, Okibi Usagi, Kitkat101, Trixie-trix, anonymous, Josie, Angel81, Eloraya, yamiyumetenshi, and myinuyasha04, Miko Sakura-sama Fan, eX Driver Liz, hanyougal34. sacredmist, Fara, Jingles, gtyj, and yooso.

So, without further bother, chapter 21.

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Chapter 21: In for the Kill

He stood there, in shock.

The shattering glass had created a silence not even an seraph could stand. No birds chirped, no sounds could be heard from the forests that hid this part of their hideout, and oddly enough the wind had completely died.

Inuyasha closed his eyes a minute before looking back down at where his ex- love was now lying, sprawled on the ground covered with thousands of small glass shards from head to toe. It would have been almost pretty if it wasn't for the blood running everywhere.

He's completed his mission, he could literally go back to America now and go back to racing, eating ramen, training, and running from Shiori when she was around.

The way his life had been before his mission had started.

Yeah, he had been an orphan since he was four, an agent-in-training since seven, but it was his life.

Then he remembered the other part of his assignment; to regain the Shikon Jewel.

He'd been so used to Kagome talking about getting it back he had taken it for granted that she'd be there to find it and then it'd be up to Sir and Ayame to figure out who it would go to.

Kagome . . .

She hated him.

She'd never trust or speak to him again.

But, like he had been trained to do, he had to push his personal feelings aside, forget he had killed the woman he had loved, forget Kagome, the woman he cared about so much now would never want to see him again, forget that Kouga, Ayame, Sango, and Miroku were Kami-sama-knows-where, and forget about how Kikyo had said she'd killed his parents so casually it was as if she bragged about it everyday.

. . .

She probably did.

Sango had told him about Naraku's ways of doing business when he had taken her for the new moon a few days ago. He didn't care about anyone except a nameless, unidentifiable woman in a snapshot given to Sango a week before.

Naraku had no concerns for the people working for him. If one killed another it was just another day in his office.

And now Kagome was wondering the halls of the hidden part of Ramen Co., oblivious to where Naraku and his worst assassins were.

There was only one thing on his mind.

He had to find Kagome.

The heck with personal matters aside.

*

Kagome sighed, slowing to a fast walk as she continued cautiously down the halls.

You'd be amazed how easy it was to sneak around this place.

Was this Kikyo's way of showing how confident she was in her plans?

Kagome stopped.

Up ahead was a group of knocked out assassins, laying motionless-other than their shallow breathing-on the tiled floor.

Who had done this?

They were all men, except one. Peering down at her, Kagome noticed it was Nazuna, the airy flirtatious assassin that had tried killing them.

But who had done it?

. . .

Oh well. Whatever.

Kagome sighed, stepping on the men-and Nazuna-as she walked. Just as she was about to turn a corner, she stopped.

"Too late musume," Naraku smirked, a scowl fighting to come out.

"Naraku." Kagura growled. If her words have been poison even Sesshoumaru would have paled.

"Very good, now can you tell me who he is?" Naraku chided, nodding towards Juuroumaru.

"You bastard!" Kagura snarled, "You killed Kageroumaru!" She lunged for her father only to feel herself being held back by Sesshoumaru and Juuroumaru. "Let go of me! Let. Go. Of. Me!" Kagura hissed, only inches from Naraku's face.

"Kagura, you've always been one to lash out at me when you had the chance. Sometimes I wonder if killing Kageroumaru first was the right decision."

"If they weren't holding me back-"

"I'd have already killed you, musume." Naraku said calmly. "Now, let me guess what you were planning here, you and your little friends. You were planning on leaving here with all your earnings and then leave."

"I'd say that you had a lot of help in figuring that out, Naraku," Sesshoumaru spoke in an unvaried tone.

"And I'd say you were the one I spoke to on the phone when that brat answered earlier this morning," Naraku sneered back.

Yura's eyes narrowed as she looked at her boss in disgust. "Don't ever talk about her again. You have no right!"

Naraku quirked an eyebrow, "Oh look, one human with a group of youkai. Do you actually think that you are going to be able to hold your own with them? How quaint."

"More quaint than your face, Naraku." Yura seethed. "You have no idea," Naraku hissed, "What you've gotten into."

"I believe I do," Yura retorted, eyeing the youkai sinisterly. "It's you who has it all screwed up."

Kanna stayed behind Sesshoumaru, the safest place to stay out of her father's knowing and to plan what she was about to do.

Kagome tensed as Naraku took a step back, causing him to be closer to her than she would ever allow.

Just as she was about to move, she hesitated.

This wasn't her place, to defeat Naraku, it was Miroku and Sango's. They weren't there though, they were who-knows-where and Naraku was about to kill his own people.

From what she could tell from her spying place was that there were around 5 rogue assassins trying to leave for, what she guessed, a better life. And here was that bastard Naraku, about to kill them, or at least try.

She had two choices.

Grab the bow she had received before coming in from the, amazingly, *cool* Kouga, kill Naraku and risk getting killed.

Or, she could stay there and let it take care of itself, at least until another agent came.

"We're leaving, Naraku," Kagura jerked free from her brother's grasp, now only being held by her left arm.

"Oh ho, so someone can be that foolishly confident," Naraku chuckled to himself, "You're not going anywhere but a cold cell."

Sesshoumaru growled low in his throat.

His exterior was cracking . . .

VERY fast.

"Shut your puppy's mouth musume," Naraku grinned, "Wouldn't want him doing anything he'll regret do you?"

Kagome's eyes widened in realization.

~"Nazuna!" Kagura growled, reaching her destination. "What in all the hells do you think you're doing here?!"

Kagome and Inuyasha glanced at one another.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Nazuna waved her dagger in the yasha's face, "I'm bringing her," Nazuna pointed her dagger at Kagome, "to Naraku, and this hanyou brat I'm going to kill."

"You've been away in China for six months and you come back thinking you have any business here? And even if you did . . . In the hallway?" Kagura growled at the men behind her, "I see you brought your little boy toys to back you up, huh?"

"Who do you think you are acting like your father, you're no leader!" Nazuna shoved Kagura aside. "I have business to attend to."

Kagura ignored Nazuna's last comment, turning around to face the 'boy toys', "If you would like to keep your jobs, you'd better get the h*** out of here!" She hissed, turning back to face the ningen in front of her.

"You can't do that Kagura," Nazuna growled, the bubbly-ness gone from her persona. "You have no right, I found them and I can do as I wish with them."

"I think I have more of a hold on these two than you do," Kagura held her fan to the assassin's throat, "You weren't recently poisoned by one of them were you?"

Nazuna slowly shook her head.

"Well, you see, I was."

Nazuna's eyes darted to the agents behind her.

"And unless you do wish to be poisoned you can get out of my way . . ." Kagura smirked, "Understand?"

Nazuna growled, but nodded in defeat before whipping around and heading down the hall with as much dignity as she could muster.

"Well now, I think you should go." Kagura spoke coolly, "Unless you want to get killed."

Kagome eyed Kagura with distrust before turning to Inuyasha.

"We can go, Kagome," Inuyasha grunted, putting his gun away.

"But-"

"We're. Going." Inuyasha confirmed, more as an order than a request.

Kagome gave one last look at the yasha before hurriedly leaving after Inuyasha.~

She knew that yasha, her name was Kagura. She'd acted as if she vaguely knew Inuyasha, not to mention she had allowed them to escape the area without question.

Maybe there was a chance to get rid of Naraku and still get out of here alive.

Gods above she wished she had her friends with her right now.

Her friends, just thinking of them made her think of a certain one that had betrayed her trust just a little while ago.

How could he have not told her? How could Inuyasha not have told her something like that!

She thought he trusted her. . .

~Kagome sighed taking one last look around. "What exactly *is* your line of work?" Kagome glanced to her left.

"An agent . . ." Inuyasha drawled.

"I mean you don't trust anyone do you?" Kagome's eyes looked a bit hurt but she quickly covered her emotions. Something she had been trained to do.

Never let your emotions get in the way.

"I trust in some," Inuyasha didn't keep eye contact as he walked back through into the bar.

"Sango?"

"Not only her."

"Who else then?"

" . . ."

"Never mind."

"You and Miroku I guess . . ." Inuyasha muttered under his breath. He hoped she hadn't heard him.

"Well it's good to know the feeling's mutual," Kagome looked over where Miroku was closing the supply room.~

Putting personal matters aside she fingered the tip of an arrow, still hesitating for the right moment that would allow her to rid the world of Naraku.

*

There was a low ding as the elevator's floor rocked up and down.

"We're here."

"Thank you, I wouldn't have known without you," Sango smirked, stepping cautiously out of the elevator into the abandoned hall.

"You're welcome, my dear Sango."

"This place gives me the creeps, I can just feel the bad auras all around here."

Although at first glance the hallway seemed like it would better suite a lawyer's office than this place there was still the feeling of foreboding everywhere. When you looked at it good enough there were dead giveaways that told you that you weren't supposed to be there.

The lighting was dimmed to the right, but if you decided to go left a bright light could be seen from the end causing that direction to be more welcoming, albeit slightly. Plants hung on the ceilings and were placed on the tables, the faint sound of water dripping echoing in the silent quarters.

To the left rows of doors decorated the walls, all with bars and large locks adorning the white-polished doors. To the right the walls were the a wine color and the tiles white-a contrast in itself. Two stone gargoyles with their mouths open and stony eyes filled with hatred separated the elevator area from the right hall leaving only enough room for one person at a time to go through.

Sango shuddered involuntarily, welcoming Miroku's comforting hand grasping hers in silent reassurance.

"Let's go," Miroku whispered, walking through first and waiting for the love of his life to cross through to continue.

"Something tells me that we're in the right place," Sango drawled, rubbing her elbow.

Miroku chuckled, "You're great at lightening the mood."

Sango held up a finger, silencing the agent, "I think I found something." She nodded towards an oak-polished door with a golden handle. "Something tells me this is where Naraku would be."

The magenta-eyed agent reached into her pocket and pulled out a mirror. Kneeling down to the small space between the door and tile she placed the mirror at a slant, reflecting the empty room. "He's not in there."

"Not a bad thing if you ask me," Miroku turned the knob, entering the room silently. "Do you think there's a silent alarm?"

Sango shrugged, looking around the room, "I don't think so."

"Where do you think he is?" Miroku walked over towards a black filing cabinet in the corner and pulled on the top handle. "I should have known they would be locked."

"Hey, I think I got something." Miroku walked to the polished desk where Sango typed madly at the keyboard of a laptop. "You'd think he'd keep something with this much information with him all the time."

"Overconfidence?"

"Most definitely. Problem is I can't think of the password and my hacking codes aren't working."

The lavender-eyed agent sighed, scanning the room for any hints. That was when he saw something sticking out from behind the mini bar.

Miroku cocked his head, approaching the cabinet with caution. When he pulled out the mysterious item he had to fight back a fit of laughter.

Sango sighed, slapping a hand to her face, "Miroku, what is so-"

The agent stood there using all the strength he could muster to hold in the laughter.

There, in his hands, was a grass hula skirt.

Sango's eyes widened before she broke into a fit of laughter, muffling it in Miroku's shoulder. "Naraku . . . Hula . . . Ahahahahaha!"

Miroku dried his eyes from the restrained laughter, "Try it."

"Try what?"

"Try 'hula' as the password."

"What gay idiot would have their password 'hula'?"

". . ."

". . ."

"Ok."

She walked back to the laptop and sat down, cracking her knuckles before typing in the four letters she had a feeling weren't going to - - -

"Welcome, Master Naraku, to your personal laptop computer. You have 15 new emails and your American stocks have plummeted down 5% in Nasdaq. It is suggested you kill your stock advisor."

Both agents blinked as the computer continued to inform them of other stocks and new job proposals.

". . .thank you?" Sango slapped Miroku on the shoulder lightly at his politeness.

"Come on, we're taking this with us."

"Sango! We can't do that!"

"And why, may I ask, not?"

"Because that would be stealing!"

". . ."

". . ."

". . ."

". . ."

"You're insane!" Sango grabbed up the laptop, "Since when did stealing get on your conscience's bad side? We're agents, damn it. Act like one."

Miroku cleared his throat, "Alright then. If we're into stealing . . ."

He walked back to the filing cabinet defiantly, and tore the top drawer open, grabbing out a hand full of folders and then sliding it carelessly onto the floor.

"Real subtle there, Hon," Sango kissed his cheek, slamming the laptop closed. "Now let's go, it doesn't look like he's coming back anytime soon."

"What the hell are you two doing in here?!"

"Oh crap."

*

"Who are you?"

"I'm ain't tellin' you nothing."

Sango moved her heeled foot to the demon's throat in one swift movement, "No shit. Who are you?"

"Make me."

Miroku sighed, "Sango, how much longer do I have to hold this gun to his head?"

"Until he talks or until I tell you to shoot him, whichever comes first."

"Ok, thank you."

"You're welcome." Sango smiled happily at her partner, "Now, who. Are. You?"

"Not telling."

"Shoot him."

"Wait! Wait! Wait! Goshinki! Goshinki! It's Goshinki! Don't shoot me! I don't want to get shot!"

"So, Goshinki, you're one of Naraku's little experiments?"

"Experiments?! What experiments? I'm his son!"

"You're his detachment, not his son. He used his DNA to create you. Kind of sad really, that after two beautiful 'daughters' he did such a bad job making a boy."

"How dare you-"

"Miroku's telling the truth. What reason does her have to lie?"

"Because you're agents, that's why!"

"Just knock him out and let's be done with him Sango," Miroku suggested, tapping the demon's head with the gun for fun.

"That works for me."

"Wait! St-"

*Thud*

No more Goshinki for a while.

Sango rubbed her hands together, "That was . . . Time consuming. Let's go."

Miroku nodded, giving the room a once-over before heading out the door, eyeing a certain *something* on his way out.

"Where do you think he is?"

Miroku placed a finger under his chin thoughtfully, "For him to leave then either he's out of Japan or he has something very important to do around here."

"Shut the hell up yarou!"

"You really should learn how to control your temper, someone already had the guy half dead already."

"Don't lecture me! I don't need to work on controlling anything other than strangling you!"

"I dare you."

Sango and Miroku stayed silent as the familiar voices came closer as their owners passed through the twin gargoyles.

"Sango, Miroku," Ayame gave a sigh of relief, lowering her weapon. "I was about to shoot you! Tell me who you are next time."

"We'll remember that next time."

Kouga scoffed, doing tricks with his gun while waiting for everyone to finish their conversation.

Ayame always had had a way of getting under his skin.

Oddly enough, it was what had attracted him to her in the beginning.

"Any luck?"

"We haven't been able to locate Naraku or Kikyo but we have confiscated his creepy laptop and some random folders." Ayame nodded thoughtfully.

"Alright then, we should go ahead and stay together until we think of a plan."

"Have you two seen Inuyasha and Kagome?"

Ayame shook her head, "No, we've been wondering if they're alright. Kouga and I have been on every floor that we can get to. Do either of you know a Nazuna?"

"Um, no." Miroku and Sango shook their heads. "Why?"

"No reason," Ayame lightly whapped the wolf demon's head, "Yo, Kouga, are you alright?"

"I'm bored."

". . ."

". . ."

"How are you BORED?! This is the best thing you've done since we were still together! Chasing the top criminals . . . Beating up the bad guys . . ."

"What do you think I've been doing?"

"It you two could break up this little lover's spat so we could get going Sango and I would really appreciate it." the agent winked at the two blushing wolf youkai.

"Kouga, you have all those weapons back in your car. If you both make your way back there and set off some bombs around the building you'll be able to attract most of the security. Then trash the helicopter on the roof so Naraku has a harder time escaping. Miroku and I will go find the others and we'll be out as soon as possible."

"Hopefully they've already taken care of Kikyo, if not then we'll have to help them. As soon as you get rid of the assassins that came to check out what was going on and wreck the helicopter then come back inside after you give us a signal. That way we don't pass up each other."

"What can the signal be?" Kouga spoke up, surprising everyone.

"I saw a power box on the roof on our way in, since at least one of us will be up there we can cut off the electricity." Everyone nodded in agreement with the yasha.

"Then all that's left is to get rid of Naraku and Kikyo."

***

Inuyasha sped down the halls, tracking down Kagome by her lilac scent.

Gods he loved her scent.

Where was she?!

She had to be here somewhere,

She couldn't be-

No, she couldn't. She wasn't dead, she was way too good of an agent to get killed by the puny whimps Naraku hired. Of course, his brother had worked here, as did Kagura, so they weren't all puny.

His only hope was that he found her soon.

Suddenly the smell of Naraku invaded his nostrils, causing him to freeze in his tracks.

Not only one Naraku, but three. Two of his little experiments must be somewhere around there too. Just as he was about to spring into action the smell of lilacs caught his attention - - -

Along with his brothers!

A human woman!

What was going on here?

Kagome was up ahead, her bow clutched so tightly her knuckles were white from the grip.

"I have a feeling you are all going to die in the next five minutes," Naraku's cold voice echoed through the hall.

"Go to hell."

"Stay out of this Yura," Kagura warned, "It's ok."

"Not a day goes by that I don't wonder how I managed to get so many fiery, disrespectful assassins under my control." Naraku chuckled, "Well, from this day forward I won't have to worry, now will I?"

Sesshoumaru growled low in his chest, "No one as screwed as you could harm even a hair on our heads."

"So he speaks."

"Stop being such as smart-ass Naraku," Juuroumaru spoke up. "You're as witty as a rock."

"When you're an inch away from death you'll sing a new tune musuko*." With that Naraku snapped his fingers, instigating a group of very large assassins loyal to him to appear from the side opposite where Kagome and now Inuyasha stood.

Kagome clutched her bow tighter.

She could sense Inuyasha behind her, but although serious times called for serious maturity she would not look him in the eye.

Not again.

She thought she could trust him and this is what he did.

That was why Kagura had allowed them to leave, she knew about it. She knew what had transpired between him and her sister, ergo letting them go.

So she was a rogue assassin loyal to an opposing side.

Kagura whipped out her razor and poisoned-tipped fans, Yura three daggers, and Juuroumaru his sword.

Kanna stayed silent behind the calmest-acting youkai there. If she could just stay hidden her plan would work.

Inuyasha, sensing Kagome's tenseness, decided it was best not to speak to her and just readied his gun, wishing that he could have his sword with him.

"You coward, you can't even face us yourself." Kagura spat at her boss's feet, "You're pathetic."

"Take care of my musume first boys," Naraku grinned, "I'll take care of the one with the tail."

Sesshoumaru sneered, not bothering to draw the sword at his side.

Kagura spun around, dodging oncoming attacks with water's grace and slicing and poisoning assassins as she went.

Kanna dodged just in time for a bulky assassin to come towards her.

Luckily all of the time Naraku had been talking she had been charging her mirror to use as a laser, using the circular disc as a battery.

Just in time was her new favorite phrase.

Kanna titled the mirror up towards the assassin, causing him to have a new hole in him in mere seconds.

Kagome watched with interest, if Inuyasha's brother could take care of Naraku then they would all be better off, and Sango and Miroku's missions would be complete.

Yura leapt up into the air, slicing at random at the men surrounding her.

There were more coming every time one was killed or injured too bad to fight.

Where were they all coming from?

The tables turned almost instantly when each rogue was accompanied by at least three dozen loyalists fully armed.

They were trapped.

Yes, they were bad.

Yes, they had killed and robbed and done the unthinkable.

But they wanted out.

Their consciences had kicked in and now Naraku, who had slaughtered his conscience probably the day he was born, was blocking them from it all.

Kagome whipped out from her hiding spot with her arrows ready.

She wasn't going to wait any longer.

"Kagome!" Inuyasha rushed out as well, "What the hell?"

Kagome ignored him, plunging right into the oncoming horde of assassins without remorse.

"Kagome!"

No response.

She shot arrow after arrow, punching the ones close enough to her.

Kagura knocked one of the men blocking her away with her fan, ". . .Kagome?"

'What are they *doing* here?'

Naraku glared at the two agents, "What the hell are you all standing there for?! Get them taken care of!"

Sesshoumaru took the chance to slice at Naraku's abdomen, successfully drawing blood.

For the first time in his life he was actually somewhat glad to see his brother. If he was busy trying to slice Naraku at least someone in the family was protecting Kagura.

*

"Hey! No fair! I want to hold it!"

"No way, it's mine, you have no right to even touch it!"

"But it's the biggest one I've ever seen, please?"

"No! I want to set it off!"

"You're a big baby, you know that right?"

"So what if I was? I have it, you don't, and I'm going to use it to attract some attention." Kouga stuck out his tongue, grabbing a lighter from his jacket pocket.

"Then give me that one," Ayame pointed at another bomb she saw sticking out from underneath the collection of guns Kouga called his own.

He sighed in defeat, "Alright." Kouga sat his bomb down and walked over to the trunk, grabbing out a group of grenades and the said bomb. "Here it- HEY!"

Ayame smirked as she lit the explosive and winked at him.

"Give that back!"

"No, it's gonna explode any second, I have to throw it."

Kouga plopped down next to her, "Give it!" His face moved towards hers in annoyance.

"No!" Ayame moved in forward, holding the bomb back behind her.

"Give it!" Kouga moved in closer.

"Make me!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!" On an impulse he lunged at her, capturing her mouth in a fiery kiss, smiling into it when Ayame carelessly tossed the explosive at the building.

. . .

. . .

*BOOM*

Kouga leapt away from Ayame in surprise, "Oh, um, well . . ." He quickly lit up the bomb he had gotten for the yasha and tossed it.

Ayame coughed, busying herself to work her blush away.

Sadly, that wasn't working.

They decided to save the grenades for the helicopter, watching as the building's walls crumbled with the explosions.

As the dust dispersed assassins began to flood out, their guns and other miscellaneous weapons all ready for battle.

Without a word to one another they set out on their part of the task at hand.

*

"Where are they?!" Sango cried out over the deafening intruder alerts and security breach screeches.

"I don't know, we'll try the next floor, hopefully they're there!" Miroku coughed, "Gods, what did they set off?"

Sango chuckled, "Ayame's always been into ammo."

Miroku ran towards the stairs, "The elevator'll take too long to get here from this floor, it's better to just run for it."

Sango nodded an affirmative, rushing to his side. "Have you noticed Kouga's drastic change in attitude?"

"Yes, after Ayame left he became a jerk I wanted to beat up every chance I got, however I couldn't because Kagome never let me."

"Wait, I hear something. It sounds like . . .there's a fight going on."

Miroku paused on the steps, listening over the screeching alerts for the things Sango heard.

"Inuyasha!" Both said in unison, running up the steps three at a time.

***

*musuko means son.

This chapter was only 16 pages, but I'll try for around 30 next week.

Also, if you know the insulting term of 'you' in Japanese could you please either email me or put it in your review, I'd really appreciate it. ^_^

Next week I'll try to post a chapter for each story and have the chapters for the week after already written. That way I can hurry and start the new stories without feeling swamped. ^_^;

So far I have around 41 story ideas, some one shots but mostly chapterized. Then, after I complete these fics, or as I complete them, I'll be posting 6 new stories for you to enjoy.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, please yomu & rompyo. (R&R)

Ja ne.

~Sakura