A/N: Right, I don't really go for the AU fics usually, but this is one that
has been begging to come out and play. For those of you who are reading my
CB fic, I'm really sorry and I promise I will update soon. Now, I thought
I'd introduce my muse/ serial killer, Bob. Say hi Bob.
Bob: (glares evilly)
He doesn't like to talk much. You can take your frustrations with me out on him. Just don't give him your address. Or phone number. Or any personal information.
And, finally... DON'T SUE!!!!! I don't own Inuyasha. Tragic, I know, but true. Now, On with the story!
"Damn dog!" Kagome pulled back into her driveway, glaring at the dog that followed behind her angrily. "How am I supposed to get to work on time if everyday I leave, you follow two blocks?" she stepped out of the car, quickly readjusting her pale blue skirt. "Next time Miroku decides he's going on vacation, I'm going to force him to take you with him." She picked the small Jack Russell Terrier up, stroking his head as she settled him against her hip. "I guess you're not all that bad." She allowed herself a small smile before wrestling her keys out of her purse, unlocking her door, and dropping the animal unceremoniously inside. "Now, don't you dare follow me again, Sambo, or I'll leave house again tomorrow. And the day after that."
She quickly locked up and hurried back to her car, glancing at her watch and cursing. They were mild curses, but curses all the same. "This is the third day. Third day in a row that I've been late. I'll be lucky if I still have a job by the end of this week."
She peeled out of her driveway and was at the office in under ten minutes. Locking her doors, she jumped out and hurried towards the stairs. She was digging in her purse, looking for her card when she ran into him.
"Ow!"
"Watch where you're going, bitch!" she looked around at her scattered belongings before closing her eyes and counting slowly to ten. When she opened them, she was confronted by an angry young man. An angry, hot young man. About her age too. He had long, white hair, topped by a black cap and glowing golden eyes. 'Probably contacts'. She thought to herself. Her eyes traveled downward and saw his broad shoulders, and muscular chest, obvious through his tight, red shirt. He was crouching down beside her, but she was willing to bet he had a nice ass. Not that it mattered. He had run into her. And now she was going to be even later because of him.
"Thanks a lot, ass." She began collecting her belongings, keeping her eyes on the ground, and away from his .... Well. Him.
"What the hell are you talking about? You ran into me!"
"Oh, really?" she glared up at him and had to gulp. He was, indeed, one of the finest men she had ever seen. Period. No questions or objections. 'Keep your mind on the subject, Kagome.' "If you had been watching where you were going, I could have been to work on time. I didn't run into anybody."
"Whatever, bitch." He jumped lithely to his feet, and she noted that he did have a nice ass. She had been right. But even that didn't distract her from what he had said.
"I'm not a bitch! I have a name you know."
"Keh." He rolled his eyes and began walking away. "I could care less."
"Ooh, you jerk!" he ignored her and continued on his way, hands in the pockets of his jeans. Glancing down at her watch, she cursed again, threw all of her things into her bag, except for her card, which she flashed at the security guard as she ran past.
"I'm here!" she burst into the office and was relieved to see that the only person in was Hojo.
"You're lucky Kagome. The lobster hasn't arrived yet. I covered for you."
"Thanks, Hojo. I owe you one." The lobster was their name for their manager, who looked like an overly large, red lobster.
"No prob., Kags."
She sat down at her desk and snatched up her cell phone, which she had accidentally left there the day before. Delighted to see that Miroku had called, she quickly dialed his number and waited patiently.
"What?"
"Great to hear from you too, Miroku."
"Kagome! How are you doing?" she smiled at the sudden change of his voice.
"I'm good. As usual. You called?"
"Well, yes. I wanted to tell you that I was coming home early. Because I missed you so much!" she rolled her eyes.
"Right Miroku. Who'd you grope this time."
"Kagome! You know that I would do no such thing. I am a man of respect, and I would never violate any woman in such a way."
"Ah. So it was a man this time?" she ignored his shocked and indignant gasp, snickering. "I had no idea you were like that Miroku. When did you decide to come out of the closet? I suppose you were slapped one too many times, and decided that you would find more love form the male species, hmmm? Did the women become too much for you to handle?"
"Shut up, Kagome." She snickered again. "The truth is, the hotel manager, a fine woman, asked me very politely to leave, because my stunning good looks were distracting her maids from their work."
"Right. More like you groped one too many of them and they decided to complain." Miroku let this go, considering Kagome knew him so well.
"Whatever. I just wanted to tell you that I would be home tonight. Is it okay if I crash at your place? Rita's staying over tonight and Jeremy oh-so- kindly gave my bed to her." His voice practically dripped with sarcasm.
"Sure Miroku. No problem. See you tonight." She hung up and turned to her computer, preparing for another long day of selling computers.
When lunch hour rolled around, a fake smile was glued to her face, and she was ready to shoot somebody. It was a relief when she was finally able to stand up and stretch.
"Hey, Kagome." She did not yelp. She didn't. It was a hiccup. She turned to face Hojo who was smiling at her a bit shyly. "I was wondering if you wanted to go get a bite to eat. I know this really good café, not too far from here, if you want."
"Sure Hojo. I'd love to."
That's how she found herself face to face with the same bastard from earlier that day.
"You!" she seethed, glaring at him as he walked out of the little building.
"Kagome, do you know this man?" Hojo came up behind her, putting a protective arm on her elbow.
"Oh, I know him all right. He's the reason I was late this morning."
"Whatever bitch. You ran into me!"
"Excuse me?" Hojo stepped in front of her, glaring at the stranger.
"Hojo." She put a restraining hand on his arm, stuck her nose up, and swept into the restaurant, towing her companion behind her.
"Kagome, he has no right to call you names! Somebody should say something to him." She could just see her friend, lecturing the well built stranger, shaking his finger. 'Right before it got snapped off.' She shuddered. Yes, the man needed a lesson, but Hojo would not be the one to give it to him.
"It's all right Hojo. I'll never see him again, so let's just forget about it." She proceeded to chat about anything, successfully wiping the frown off his face and making him laugh. She was surprised when her cell phone rang, and apologizing she quickly answered.
"Hello?"
"Ah, Kagome. How nice to speak to you at last." She didn't recognize the smooth voice that greeted her.
"Who are you?" she demanded, smiling quickly at Hojo who began to look worried.
"That is not important just yet. What's important is what you will do next, Ms. Higurashi. I see that you have met the target. Yes, I saw both of your confrontations. I've been watching you Kagome." Cold sweat trickled down her spine and the sounds of the restaurant began to overwhelm her.
"Who are you?" she asked again, eyes darting to all of the people surrounding her. "What are you talking about?"
"Inuyasha. What did you think of him? Not that it really matters, because you will help me defeat him Kagome. Yes, you will leave the killing blow. You are perfect. And I have chosen you from millions of others. You should be honored." He was mocking her!
"Look, mister, I don't know who you are, but I'm going to hang this phone up right now, and then I'm going to call the police." His laughter made her freeze.
"Go on. Call the police. See what good it will do you. Go on Kagome. I'm waiting. I'll even stay on the line and speak to them for you. No? Very well then. I'll call you soon. Never fear." He laughed again, before hanging up the phone. She clutched to her ear for a few seconds longer, before carefully setting it down, and smiling at Hojo.
"Sorry. That was my cousin, playing a trick on me." He obviously didn't believe her, but he didn't press for details. They finished their lunch in silence, and then she asked him to take her home. She wasn't feeling well. Not at all. Thank God Miroku would be home that night.
Naraku smiled as he hung up the phone. Yes, everything was going as planned. The pieces were set. The game was in motion. Soon, he would have what he wanted. Very soon.
A/N: All right, so what do you think? Huh? Huh? Tell me! What will happen? I already know, but tell me anyway? Do you want an update? Shall I just stop now and go cry in my little corner? If that's the way it is, then I'll have Bob set his ... dare I say it.... Furbies loose. (shudders). Anyway, REVIEW!!!!!
Bob: (glares evilly)
He doesn't like to talk much. You can take your frustrations with me out on him. Just don't give him your address. Or phone number. Or any personal information.
And, finally... DON'T SUE!!!!! I don't own Inuyasha. Tragic, I know, but true. Now, On with the story!
"Damn dog!" Kagome pulled back into her driveway, glaring at the dog that followed behind her angrily. "How am I supposed to get to work on time if everyday I leave, you follow two blocks?" she stepped out of the car, quickly readjusting her pale blue skirt. "Next time Miroku decides he's going on vacation, I'm going to force him to take you with him." She picked the small Jack Russell Terrier up, stroking his head as she settled him against her hip. "I guess you're not all that bad." She allowed herself a small smile before wrestling her keys out of her purse, unlocking her door, and dropping the animal unceremoniously inside. "Now, don't you dare follow me again, Sambo, or I'll leave house again tomorrow. And the day after that."
She quickly locked up and hurried back to her car, glancing at her watch and cursing. They were mild curses, but curses all the same. "This is the third day. Third day in a row that I've been late. I'll be lucky if I still have a job by the end of this week."
She peeled out of her driveway and was at the office in under ten minutes. Locking her doors, she jumped out and hurried towards the stairs. She was digging in her purse, looking for her card when she ran into him.
"Ow!"
"Watch where you're going, bitch!" she looked around at her scattered belongings before closing her eyes and counting slowly to ten. When she opened them, she was confronted by an angry young man. An angry, hot young man. About her age too. He had long, white hair, topped by a black cap and glowing golden eyes. 'Probably contacts'. She thought to herself. Her eyes traveled downward and saw his broad shoulders, and muscular chest, obvious through his tight, red shirt. He was crouching down beside her, but she was willing to bet he had a nice ass. Not that it mattered. He had run into her. And now she was going to be even later because of him.
"Thanks a lot, ass." She began collecting her belongings, keeping her eyes on the ground, and away from his .... Well. Him.
"What the hell are you talking about? You ran into me!"
"Oh, really?" she glared up at him and had to gulp. He was, indeed, one of the finest men she had ever seen. Period. No questions or objections. 'Keep your mind on the subject, Kagome.' "If you had been watching where you were going, I could have been to work on time. I didn't run into anybody."
"Whatever, bitch." He jumped lithely to his feet, and she noted that he did have a nice ass. She had been right. But even that didn't distract her from what he had said.
"I'm not a bitch! I have a name you know."
"Keh." He rolled his eyes and began walking away. "I could care less."
"Ooh, you jerk!" he ignored her and continued on his way, hands in the pockets of his jeans. Glancing down at her watch, she cursed again, threw all of her things into her bag, except for her card, which she flashed at the security guard as she ran past.
"I'm here!" she burst into the office and was relieved to see that the only person in was Hojo.
"You're lucky Kagome. The lobster hasn't arrived yet. I covered for you."
"Thanks, Hojo. I owe you one." The lobster was their name for their manager, who looked like an overly large, red lobster.
"No prob., Kags."
She sat down at her desk and snatched up her cell phone, which she had accidentally left there the day before. Delighted to see that Miroku had called, she quickly dialed his number and waited patiently.
"What?"
"Great to hear from you too, Miroku."
"Kagome! How are you doing?" she smiled at the sudden change of his voice.
"I'm good. As usual. You called?"
"Well, yes. I wanted to tell you that I was coming home early. Because I missed you so much!" she rolled her eyes.
"Right Miroku. Who'd you grope this time."
"Kagome! You know that I would do no such thing. I am a man of respect, and I would never violate any woman in such a way."
"Ah. So it was a man this time?" she ignored his shocked and indignant gasp, snickering. "I had no idea you were like that Miroku. When did you decide to come out of the closet? I suppose you were slapped one too many times, and decided that you would find more love form the male species, hmmm? Did the women become too much for you to handle?"
"Shut up, Kagome." She snickered again. "The truth is, the hotel manager, a fine woman, asked me very politely to leave, because my stunning good looks were distracting her maids from their work."
"Right. More like you groped one too many of them and they decided to complain." Miroku let this go, considering Kagome knew him so well.
"Whatever. I just wanted to tell you that I would be home tonight. Is it okay if I crash at your place? Rita's staying over tonight and Jeremy oh-so- kindly gave my bed to her." His voice practically dripped with sarcasm.
"Sure Miroku. No problem. See you tonight." She hung up and turned to her computer, preparing for another long day of selling computers.
When lunch hour rolled around, a fake smile was glued to her face, and she was ready to shoot somebody. It was a relief when she was finally able to stand up and stretch.
"Hey, Kagome." She did not yelp. She didn't. It was a hiccup. She turned to face Hojo who was smiling at her a bit shyly. "I was wondering if you wanted to go get a bite to eat. I know this really good café, not too far from here, if you want."
"Sure Hojo. I'd love to."
That's how she found herself face to face with the same bastard from earlier that day.
"You!" she seethed, glaring at him as he walked out of the little building.
"Kagome, do you know this man?" Hojo came up behind her, putting a protective arm on her elbow.
"Oh, I know him all right. He's the reason I was late this morning."
"Whatever bitch. You ran into me!"
"Excuse me?" Hojo stepped in front of her, glaring at the stranger.
"Hojo." She put a restraining hand on his arm, stuck her nose up, and swept into the restaurant, towing her companion behind her.
"Kagome, he has no right to call you names! Somebody should say something to him." She could just see her friend, lecturing the well built stranger, shaking his finger. 'Right before it got snapped off.' She shuddered. Yes, the man needed a lesson, but Hojo would not be the one to give it to him.
"It's all right Hojo. I'll never see him again, so let's just forget about it." She proceeded to chat about anything, successfully wiping the frown off his face and making him laugh. She was surprised when her cell phone rang, and apologizing she quickly answered.
"Hello?"
"Ah, Kagome. How nice to speak to you at last." She didn't recognize the smooth voice that greeted her.
"Who are you?" she demanded, smiling quickly at Hojo who began to look worried.
"That is not important just yet. What's important is what you will do next, Ms. Higurashi. I see that you have met the target. Yes, I saw both of your confrontations. I've been watching you Kagome." Cold sweat trickled down her spine and the sounds of the restaurant began to overwhelm her.
"Who are you?" she asked again, eyes darting to all of the people surrounding her. "What are you talking about?"
"Inuyasha. What did you think of him? Not that it really matters, because you will help me defeat him Kagome. Yes, you will leave the killing blow. You are perfect. And I have chosen you from millions of others. You should be honored." He was mocking her!
"Look, mister, I don't know who you are, but I'm going to hang this phone up right now, and then I'm going to call the police." His laughter made her freeze.
"Go on. Call the police. See what good it will do you. Go on Kagome. I'm waiting. I'll even stay on the line and speak to them for you. No? Very well then. I'll call you soon. Never fear." He laughed again, before hanging up the phone. She clutched to her ear for a few seconds longer, before carefully setting it down, and smiling at Hojo.
"Sorry. That was my cousin, playing a trick on me." He obviously didn't believe her, but he didn't press for details. They finished their lunch in silence, and then she asked him to take her home. She wasn't feeling well. Not at all. Thank God Miroku would be home that night.
Naraku smiled as he hung up the phone. Yes, everything was going as planned. The pieces were set. The game was in motion. Soon, he would have what he wanted. Very soon.
A/N: All right, so what do you think? Huh? Huh? Tell me! What will happen? I already know, but tell me anyway? Do you want an update? Shall I just stop now and go cry in my little corner? If that's the way it is, then I'll have Bob set his ... dare I say it.... Furbies loose. (shudders). Anyway, REVIEW!!!!!