Disclaimer: I still don't own Inuyasha and I never will.
Ch. 2
"Hey, 'Yash. Chief just gave us another case." A tall man said to his partner lounging behind a desk.
"What's it this time? A wannabe serial killer that left us clues everywhere, including his name spray painted on the wall next to the body as his 'calling card'?" The even taller man replied.
"Don't I wish. Nah, this one's a drive-by shooting, leaving one dead and one witness, also a victim." The first man sighed, sitting on the corner of the desk.
"God damnit! What are we? A bunch of rookie cops, or highly trained FBI agents?" 'Yash' growled, slamming his fist on the desk.
"You'll like this case, my friend."
"Why?"
"Cause it's got Naraku's MO."
"Really now...What's the vic's name?"
"Higurashi. Kagome Higurashi."
"Higurashi...Why does that name sound so familiar?"
"Because she's the daughter of Toshima Higurashi, the famous painter and our boss' closest friend."
"Oh. Right."
"By the way, she's sitting in a chair right outside the room and if we don't get out there now, your brother, I mean, boss will have our asses."
'Yash' walked out from behind his desk and followed his partner out the door to meet his latest 'walking crime scene'. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Normally, Kagome liked being left alone, but after sitting in the same hard, uncomfortable chair for 30 minutes, she began to fidget. Dragging her backpack out from under her seat, she pulled out her sketchbook, which had survived the 'accident', and began to sketch the people around the office. She was in the middle of drawing an old, short woman filing papers, when the door she was positioned by swung open with a bang, startling her so badly, she snapped her pencil in half. Muttering darkly, she dug in her bag for another one.
"Are you Miss Higurashi?" A man standing next to her asked.
Kagome refused to look up at him, her head halfway in her bag, still searching for a damn pencil. "Yeah." Came her muffled response. She suddenly felt a hand caressing the bare patch of skin created by her leaning over.
"Will you bear my children?" The man asked, seemingly oblivious to her outraged expression as her head snapped up.
"You...HENTAI!" She hollered, punching the man in the face, sending him reeling backwards into his partner standing behind him. Massaging her sore hand, she looked around after hearing applause coming from the women standing around the office. She turned and glared at the man, who was holding a handkerchief to his bleeding nose, and his partner who was chuckling loudly.
"Well done, girl, well done." The man laughed, sizing up the woman in front of him.
Kagome did the same. The man had long silver hair pulled back into a low ponytail, golden eyes the color of melted honey (which she suspected was color contacts) and was wearing a red button-up t-shirt and loose navy jeans. His lecherous friend, though, had shorter brown hair, also pulled back at the nape of his neck, deep purple eyes that Kagome suspected were also colored contacts, and wore black jeans, a purple button-up t-shirt, and a sort of glove, also purple, wrapped in a string of beads on his right hand. She didn't like either one of them. Not one bit.
"Forgive me. I shouldn't have done that when we haven't been properly introduced." Kagome bit back a remark. "I'm Agent Miroku Hoshi. My friend here is Inuyasha Morimoto. We are..." Miroku stopped as Kagome burst into laughter.
"Your last name is 'Priest'? What an oxymoron!" Kagome said between bouts of laughter. Inuyasha, too, began to chuckle. Miroku sniffed indignantly.
"She's right. You couldn't be further from a priest." Inuyasha chuckled, smacking his friend on the back, sending him crashing into Kagome's chest. Head first.
Miroku tried to stammer an apology as Kagome's face became increasingly red. Inuyasha ducked, covering his head, knowing just what was going to happen.
"You...you...PEVERTED PERVERT!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, punching Miroku again, sending him flying over Inuyasha's head and into the opposite wall. She grabbed her bag and sketchbook, and stormed off down the hall. Cursing darkly, she prepared for the worst as a strong hand caught her arm. She spun around only to be facing not Miroku, but Inuyasha.
"Let me go." She ground out.
"Sorry, no can do. I have specific orders not to let you leave." Inuyasha said. Kagome growled in frustration. He took the opportunity to size her up again. Her left arm was in a sling, a bandage showing itself just past the short sleeve of the t-shirt, which was a dark blue midriff with a low neckline. Seeing this, he could understand her anger at Miroku. Moving on, he took in her low rise-dark blue jeans and the bandage, stained a dark red over her right temple, that wound its way through her waist length brown hair, pulled back into a high ponytail. She had fair skin, not pale but not tan either, and blue eyes that screamed defiance. Everything about her was defiant, from the way she glared at him to the way she clung to her sketchbook. She was one rebellious chick, and she wasn't afraid to show it.
Kagome was about to tell him off again, when a pair of small arms snaked around Inuyasha's neck, yanking him backwards and making him release her. Inuyasha swung around, to reveal a young girl clinging tightly to his back.
"Some help, please?" He asked politely, his face starting to turn blue from lack of oxygen. Kagome, reluctantly, obliged and pried the girl off him. As soon as she set her feet on the floor, the girl flung her self at the older man again.
"Uncle Inu, Uncle Inu! Can you guess what today is?" The girl squealed, clinging to her uncle's chest.
"Let's see...Is today the last day of school?" Inuyasha joked, swinging the girl back and forth gently.
"Nope." The girl giggled.
"How about your cousin's Shippou's birthday?"
"No!" She squealed, laughing as her uncle tossed her into the air.
"I know! Today's my favorite niece, Rin's, 10th birthday, isn't it?" Inuyasha laughed, catching his niece and spinning her in a circle.
"Right!" The girl responded, looking expectantly at her uncle.
Inuyasha pulled a small set of lock picks out of his back pocket. "Don't tell your father, ok?" He whispered, handing the set to the girl, who squealed in delight.
"Oooo! Thank you, Uncle Inu! I won't tell." Rin exclaimed, giving Inuyasha a kiss on the cheek. She scampered off down the hall, drawing his attention back to the woman standing behind him.
"Cute kid. She really your niece?" Kagome smirked, the girl's hyper- ness catching. "Cause you don't look old enough to be an uncle."
"Yeah. She's my brother's. He's a lot older than me." Inuyasha grinned back. The girl was a lot prettier when she was smiling, he noticed.
"Uncle Inu? Daddy wants to see you and Miroku. And he says to bring the lady, too." Rin called from a door down the hall.
Inuyasha flinched and motioned Miroku to follow. He guided Kagome down the hall, with his hand pushing her in the small of her back.
"Man, this can't be good..." Miroku sighed, his hand still holding his handkerchief to his nose. Kagome was instantly worried, thus irritated, and she bristled angrily as she followed the men.
Rin held the office door open and grinned innocently at the adults that passed her. Once they were inside, Rin abandoned the door and scampered off to find someone to play with.
The interior of the office was dark, and Kagome struggled to see the figure reclining behind the desk.
"Trying to intimidate our vic, eh bro?" Inuyasha sighed, flicking on the switch on the wall next to him.
"For your information, no. I wanted to see if she resembled my dear late friend.' A man who looked very similar to Inuyasha, but older and more powerful looking, stated.
Kagome bristled visibly. "For your information..." She was cut off by Inuyasha's hand.
"Now, what impression are you trying to make? That of a creepy FBI agent who likes sitting in the dark?" Miroku questioned.
The man strode from his desk and stopped in front of Kagome. "My name's Sesshomaru Morimoto, head of the FBI Unit Four Souls. And a close friend of your father's." He said, holding out his hand.
Kagome cocked and eyebrow and eyed the extended hand, but ignored it and crossed her arms in front of her. "You knew my dad?" Her eyebrow went up even higher when he nodded. "How?" She asked, suddenly curious.
"That's not important right now. Right now, we need to discuss your little...mishap." Sesshomaru said, withdrawing his hand and returning to his desk. Kagome bristled again. 'Hmm...she's got a temper, just like her dad.' Sesshomaru noted as Inuyasha had to restrain her again.
"So, I hear you 'slugged' one of my best agents, twice. Is that true?" Sesshomaru asked, grinning slightly.
"He provoked me!" Kagome defended, the realization of her actions just hitting her. She hit a government agent, twice! What kind of punishment would she get for that?
"Good for you. Miroku's been asking for a good bloody nose for a while now." Sesshomaru chuckled, completely shocking the other three.
"But..." Both Kagome and Miroku started.
"That's precisely why I'm assigning you two to Kagome's case. Inuyasha as her bodyguard and Miroku as the analysis expert."
"WHAT?" Kagome, Inuyasha, and Miroku yelled.
"I'm no bodyguard!" Inuyasha roared.
"I don't need one!" Kagome retaliated.
"Okay." Miroku said calmly. Both Kagome and Inuyasha glared at him.
"It's that attitude that convinces me to also assign Sango to your group." Sesshomaru nodded, and as if on cue, a woman no older than Kagome entered the room.
"Sir, what did Rin mean by I was working with the letch?" Sango asked, oblivious to the others standing there.
"Exactly that. You're working with Miroku and Inuyasha on their case." Sesshomaru stated. Sango opened her mouth to argue. "I'm your boss, all of you, and don't forget this. Unless you want your next check to come from the unemployment office?" All three agents shook their head.
"So what's her role?" Kagome asked sourly. She didn't like being coddled or protected.
"She will be defense, mainly from Miroku, and the lab tech." Was the reply.
"Great. I'm gonna be followed around by the FBI, Federal Bureau of Idiots." Kagome sighed dejectedly. 'Minus the chick. It'll be nice to not be overwhelmed by testosterone...' She added mentally. She earned glares from the mention three.
"She's gonna be a handful, guys." Sesshomaru chuckled, and then turned serious. "Take care of her, for Toshima."
"Oh, goody." The group sighed, finally being dismissed. This was gonna be one long case...
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A.N.: ::Cowers from angry IY fans:: I'm sorry! I had to kill Kagome's mom! It was needed for the plot! Forgive me! Or you can flame me in your review... ::hopes the subliminal message got across:: I want to thank The Great Susinko and Geminia for being my first reviewers. Thanks guys!!! Oh and yes, I know everyone is OOC, but it'll get better, minus Kag's temper, stubbornness and art ability. And Inu's soft spot for kids...
Ch. 2
"Hey, 'Yash. Chief just gave us another case." A tall man said to his partner lounging behind a desk.
"What's it this time? A wannabe serial killer that left us clues everywhere, including his name spray painted on the wall next to the body as his 'calling card'?" The even taller man replied.
"Don't I wish. Nah, this one's a drive-by shooting, leaving one dead and one witness, also a victim." The first man sighed, sitting on the corner of the desk.
"God damnit! What are we? A bunch of rookie cops, or highly trained FBI agents?" 'Yash' growled, slamming his fist on the desk.
"You'll like this case, my friend."
"Why?"
"Cause it's got Naraku's MO."
"Really now...What's the vic's name?"
"Higurashi. Kagome Higurashi."
"Higurashi...Why does that name sound so familiar?"
"Because she's the daughter of Toshima Higurashi, the famous painter and our boss' closest friend."
"Oh. Right."
"By the way, she's sitting in a chair right outside the room and if we don't get out there now, your brother, I mean, boss will have our asses."
'Yash' walked out from behind his desk and followed his partner out the door to meet his latest 'walking crime scene'. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Normally, Kagome liked being left alone, but after sitting in the same hard, uncomfortable chair for 30 minutes, she began to fidget. Dragging her backpack out from under her seat, she pulled out her sketchbook, which had survived the 'accident', and began to sketch the people around the office. She was in the middle of drawing an old, short woman filing papers, when the door she was positioned by swung open with a bang, startling her so badly, she snapped her pencil in half. Muttering darkly, she dug in her bag for another one.
"Are you Miss Higurashi?" A man standing next to her asked.
Kagome refused to look up at him, her head halfway in her bag, still searching for a damn pencil. "Yeah." Came her muffled response. She suddenly felt a hand caressing the bare patch of skin created by her leaning over.
"Will you bear my children?" The man asked, seemingly oblivious to her outraged expression as her head snapped up.
"You...HENTAI!" She hollered, punching the man in the face, sending him reeling backwards into his partner standing behind him. Massaging her sore hand, she looked around after hearing applause coming from the women standing around the office. She turned and glared at the man, who was holding a handkerchief to his bleeding nose, and his partner who was chuckling loudly.
"Well done, girl, well done." The man laughed, sizing up the woman in front of him.
Kagome did the same. The man had long silver hair pulled back into a low ponytail, golden eyes the color of melted honey (which she suspected was color contacts) and was wearing a red button-up t-shirt and loose navy jeans. His lecherous friend, though, had shorter brown hair, also pulled back at the nape of his neck, deep purple eyes that Kagome suspected were also colored contacts, and wore black jeans, a purple button-up t-shirt, and a sort of glove, also purple, wrapped in a string of beads on his right hand. She didn't like either one of them. Not one bit.
"Forgive me. I shouldn't have done that when we haven't been properly introduced." Kagome bit back a remark. "I'm Agent Miroku Hoshi. My friend here is Inuyasha Morimoto. We are..." Miroku stopped as Kagome burst into laughter.
"Your last name is 'Priest'? What an oxymoron!" Kagome said between bouts of laughter. Inuyasha, too, began to chuckle. Miroku sniffed indignantly.
"She's right. You couldn't be further from a priest." Inuyasha chuckled, smacking his friend on the back, sending him crashing into Kagome's chest. Head first.
Miroku tried to stammer an apology as Kagome's face became increasingly red. Inuyasha ducked, covering his head, knowing just what was going to happen.
"You...you...PEVERTED PERVERT!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, punching Miroku again, sending him flying over Inuyasha's head and into the opposite wall. She grabbed her bag and sketchbook, and stormed off down the hall. Cursing darkly, she prepared for the worst as a strong hand caught her arm. She spun around only to be facing not Miroku, but Inuyasha.
"Let me go." She ground out.
"Sorry, no can do. I have specific orders not to let you leave." Inuyasha said. Kagome growled in frustration. He took the opportunity to size her up again. Her left arm was in a sling, a bandage showing itself just past the short sleeve of the t-shirt, which was a dark blue midriff with a low neckline. Seeing this, he could understand her anger at Miroku. Moving on, he took in her low rise-dark blue jeans and the bandage, stained a dark red over her right temple, that wound its way through her waist length brown hair, pulled back into a high ponytail. She had fair skin, not pale but not tan either, and blue eyes that screamed defiance. Everything about her was defiant, from the way she glared at him to the way she clung to her sketchbook. She was one rebellious chick, and she wasn't afraid to show it.
Kagome was about to tell him off again, when a pair of small arms snaked around Inuyasha's neck, yanking him backwards and making him release her. Inuyasha swung around, to reveal a young girl clinging tightly to his back.
"Some help, please?" He asked politely, his face starting to turn blue from lack of oxygen. Kagome, reluctantly, obliged and pried the girl off him. As soon as she set her feet on the floor, the girl flung her self at the older man again.
"Uncle Inu, Uncle Inu! Can you guess what today is?" The girl squealed, clinging to her uncle's chest.
"Let's see...Is today the last day of school?" Inuyasha joked, swinging the girl back and forth gently.
"Nope." The girl giggled.
"How about your cousin's Shippou's birthday?"
"No!" She squealed, laughing as her uncle tossed her into the air.
"I know! Today's my favorite niece, Rin's, 10th birthday, isn't it?" Inuyasha laughed, catching his niece and spinning her in a circle.
"Right!" The girl responded, looking expectantly at her uncle.
Inuyasha pulled a small set of lock picks out of his back pocket. "Don't tell your father, ok?" He whispered, handing the set to the girl, who squealed in delight.
"Oooo! Thank you, Uncle Inu! I won't tell." Rin exclaimed, giving Inuyasha a kiss on the cheek. She scampered off down the hall, drawing his attention back to the woman standing behind him.
"Cute kid. She really your niece?" Kagome smirked, the girl's hyper- ness catching. "Cause you don't look old enough to be an uncle."
"Yeah. She's my brother's. He's a lot older than me." Inuyasha grinned back. The girl was a lot prettier when she was smiling, he noticed.
"Uncle Inu? Daddy wants to see you and Miroku. And he says to bring the lady, too." Rin called from a door down the hall.
Inuyasha flinched and motioned Miroku to follow. He guided Kagome down the hall, with his hand pushing her in the small of her back.
"Man, this can't be good..." Miroku sighed, his hand still holding his handkerchief to his nose. Kagome was instantly worried, thus irritated, and she bristled angrily as she followed the men.
Rin held the office door open and grinned innocently at the adults that passed her. Once they were inside, Rin abandoned the door and scampered off to find someone to play with.
The interior of the office was dark, and Kagome struggled to see the figure reclining behind the desk.
"Trying to intimidate our vic, eh bro?" Inuyasha sighed, flicking on the switch on the wall next to him.
"For your information, no. I wanted to see if she resembled my dear late friend.' A man who looked very similar to Inuyasha, but older and more powerful looking, stated.
Kagome bristled visibly. "For your information..." She was cut off by Inuyasha's hand.
"Now, what impression are you trying to make? That of a creepy FBI agent who likes sitting in the dark?" Miroku questioned.
The man strode from his desk and stopped in front of Kagome. "My name's Sesshomaru Morimoto, head of the FBI Unit Four Souls. And a close friend of your father's." He said, holding out his hand.
Kagome cocked and eyebrow and eyed the extended hand, but ignored it and crossed her arms in front of her. "You knew my dad?" Her eyebrow went up even higher when he nodded. "How?" She asked, suddenly curious.
"That's not important right now. Right now, we need to discuss your little...mishap." Sesshomaru said, withdrawing his hand and returning to his desk. Kagome bristled again. 'Hmm...she's got a temper, just like her dad.' Sesshomaru noted as Inuyasha had to restrain her again.
"So, I hear you 'slugged' one of my best agents, twice. Is that true?" Sesshomaru asked, grinning slightly.
"He provoked me!" Kagome defended, the realization of her actions just hitting her. She hit a government agent, twice! What kind of punishment would she get for that?
"Good for you. Miroku's been asking for a good bloody nose for a while now." Sesshomaru chuckled, completely shocking the other three.
"But..." Both Kagome and Miroku started.
"That's precisely why I'm assigning you two to Kagome's case. Inuyasha as her bodyguard and Miroku as the analysis expert."
"WHAT?" Kagome, Inuyasha, and Miroku yelled.
"I'm no bodyguard!" Inuyasha roared.
"I don't need one!" Kagome retaliated.
"Okay." Miroku said calmly. Both Kagome and Inuyasha glared at him.
"It's that attitude that convinces me to also assign Sango to your group." Sesshomaru nodded, and as if on cue, a woman no older than Kagome entered the room.
"Sir, what did Rin mean by I was working with the letch?" Sango asked, oblivious to the others standing there.
"Exactly that. You're working with Miroku and Inuyasha on their case." Sesshomaru stated. Sango opened her mouth to argue. "I'm your boss, all of you, and don't forget this. Unless you want your next check to come from the unemployment office?" All three agents shook their head.
"So what's her role?" Kagome asked sourly. She didn't like being coddled or protected.
"She will be defense, mainly from Miroku, and the lab tech." Was the reply.
"Great. I'm gonna be followed around by the FBI, Federal Bureau of Idiots." Kagome sighed dejectedly. 'Minus the chick. It'll be nice to not be overwhelmed by testosterone...' She added mentally. She earned glares from the mention three.
"She's gonna be a handful, guys." Sesshomaru chuckled, and then turned serious. "Take care of her, for Toshima."
"Oh, goody." The group sighed, finally being dismissed. This was gonna be one long case...
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A.N.: ::Cowers from angry IY fans:: I'm sorry! I had to kill Kagome's mom! It was needed for the plot! Forgive me! Or you can flame me in your review... ::hopes the subliminal message got across:: I want to thank The Great Susinko and Geminia for being my first reviewers. Thanks guys!!! Oh and yes, I know everyone is OOC, but it'll get better, minus Kag's temper, stubbornness and art ability. And Inu's soft spot for kids...