A/n: wow I had this really weird dream that Sango was a dog trainer who was helping out Kagome train a white husky?! O well. The greatest is that people are actually following my story, you guys I'm honored.
Rushyuo: glad you like it. I hope I can update soon also, but unfortunately I have to share the computer with three other people. So I can't spend as much time on the computer as I would like to. I'll make do.
Witchyinuyashagurl: thanks for the great comments and don't worry Kouga is going to make another appearance real soon. The romance level is going to slowly go up, so don't worry about that either. It's just that if I would bring it in to fast it wouldn't fit the story. And I'm working on the spelling and grammar; you should have seen my schoolwork a few years back. Poor teachers, and poor me for all the 1 out of 10's I got back on my work.
Disclaimer: well apart from a real weird dream about a white husky, I can honestly say I don't own that much and especially not Inu yasha.
HELLS KITCHEN
BY PANTHERA1984
CHAPTER 4
Seven grueling hours later the tavern was still crowded and for every person that left with a full stomach two would take its place, the place was bursting. But that was nothing new the Robin Hood was the most popular place to eat or just take a drink and talk.
And around eight it was always the busiest with lots of people eating there dinner here rather than at home. Now you could say that the Robin Hood did so well because of the nice girls that did the serving or the very reasonable prices they asked for everything, unusual for this time.
But the real reason was Mrs. Kitsune. None of the costumers ever saw her or even knew that a female demon did the cooking, which was perhaps for the better since most humans tend to get skittish around them.
Anyway that's why everybody wanted to eat at the Robin Hood, thanks to the excellent cooking; some of the costumers went as far as to say that the food in the Robin Hood was addictive. They would laugh over the statement of course, laughing about it is better than to actually admit that it could be true.
So it was a normal day at the Robin Hood most of the people were known with the occasional new face brought along by some one. Old Sam was in his usual seat with a couple of his old friends, sitting close by the door eyeing everybody that left or came in.
Making comments about cloths, looks, behavior and of course spotting girls worth looking at. Miroku had been saved by Kagome, so old Sam had gained himself another day of living and was spending the time very much the same way he had been doing the last twenty odd years or so.
At the bar the almost murderer could be found pouring another whiskey on the rocks for an already rather drunk girl who looked remarkable like an underwear model from the latest campaign from Victoria secrets.
Coming back from the tables loaded with dirty empty plates was Kagome. In her apron a note book with the next orders could be found. Struggling to get to the hatch were she could dump the plates Kagome had to dodge a few straying hands, step over a shoe some one lost and keep blowing her hair out of her face so she could see where she was going.
Finally she made it to the hatch, kneeling down slowly she put the plates in a plastic crate and shoved it through the hatch, at the other end Shippô would wash them in the extra time he had between arranging the new plates with food and helping his mother with some of her cooking.
Fishing the hair clasp from her hair Kagome made a massy bun at the back of her head and fastens it with the earlier mentioned hair product. Good to go for another half hour or so. Walking to the bar Kagome pulled her note pad out of her apron and tore lose the pages containing the new orders.
Sticking her head through another hatch, this one for the orders Kagome hung them on the wash line with pegs. Drawing back she looked at Sango who had been getting paler and paler the last two hours or so.
Pinching Miroku in the arm when she past him she made her way to Sango, giving him a warning looks when he looked at her innocently. Reaching Sango Kagome's look turned even more concerned, she defiantly looked like she would be fainting any moment.
Placing her arm on Sango's to get her attention; Kagome was truly shock when she saw the look in those magenta orbs. Sango wasn't just looking bad but if the look in her eyes was any indication she was feeling awful.
"Sango I think it's time that you go upstairs and crawl under your blankets, you look like your might just die on me here." Kagome's stormy eyes grew even more concerned at the zombie like look her friend gave her at the comment.
Thinking that Sango wasn't going to answer Kagome opened her mouth for another comment. But Sango bead her to it. "I know I don't feel to well Kagome I wanna go to bed, I think I'm going to throw up."
If the green color of her face wasn't telling enough that statement said it all. Putting an arm around the sick girl Kagome marched her towards the door that leaded to the privet rooms. Kicking it open with her feet she marched Sango to the girl's bathroom as fast as she could.
They made it just in time, no sooner had Kagome opened the door or Sango made a run for the bathtub. Emptying her stomach she looked a mass like only sick people can. Putting a washcloth under the tab, she then went to kneel down next to Sango.
Cleaning her face with the cold cloth she used her other hand to rub Sango's back while whispering about silly things to distract the pore girl. This went on for a few minutes before Sango felt good enough to pull her head out of the tub.
"Don't you need to go down Miroku won't be able to handle things on his own."
Giving Sango a faint smile Kagome help her up to go to her room. "You silly girl I'm going to take care of you first. I'm going to put you to bed with a nice big bowl and I'm going to get you to drink one of Mrs. Kitsune's herbal potions. And then and only then am I going to go back down. Miroku will just have to take care for himself and I say he can do that fairly well otherwise he would have been killed of by some angry husband years ago."
That statement brought a smile on Sango's white face. "You're right Kag that pervert always wiggles his way out of live threatening situations. O I'm going to need piranhas you think you could get me some?
Pulling back the cover from Sango bad, Kagome went to help her take of her cloths. But that last request stopped her in her tracks. "Are you making some weird kind of joke I'm not following?
Crawling into bed Sango gave Kagome a wicket smile. "Nope no joke I just want to pay Black Panther back. thanks to him I'm now sick not to mention the rude remarks he made and his behavior, o yes and because of the way he behaved and let's not forget I don't like him!
Picking up Sango's cloths to put them in the laundry basket, Kagome had to suppress her laughter. She had never seen or heard Sango behave like that before it was quit funny she seemed totally unaware that she kept repeating her self and was absolutely making no sense at all.
Pulling the blankets over Sango Kagome let her rattle on over Black Panther only half listening. And in the meantime getting a bowl from the living room and a full dose of Mrs. Kitsune's tincture of honeysuckle that woman was a miracle in more than just cooking. It helped against the fever and inflammation.
Coming back into the room Sango was still going on about Black Panther this time about what she wanted to do to him exactly. It sounded very painful. Placing the bowl on Sango's nightstand she handed her the tincture which Sango took obediently.
After a few minutes her eyes began to droop thanks to the passion-flower that was also in the tincture. It made the person who took it calm and sleepy it was also a mild painkiller. After a few more minutes Sango had gone of into dream world, smiling Kagome made sure that the blankets covert her that the bowl was within reach and that in general everything was fine.
Satisfied Kagome went out of the room letting the door ajar. Going back down Kagome brazed herself for the upcoming nightmare. Pushing open the door she was greeted with the sight of an even fuller tavern and a desperate looking Houshi. Going over to the bar she slapped Miroku on the back in a playful manner before setting herself to the task of serving dinner to the hungry costumers.
Cleaning the place like a little tornado Kagome miraculously had the whole place cleaned in fifteen minutes with help of Miroku of course. It had been a tough night without Sango, but they had managed it.
It the kitchen Mrs. Kitsune and Shippô were still busy. Letting them be Kagome went upstairs to ready Bankotsu who had woken up just an hour ago, Kagome had been washing out the bowl for a fourth time when he scared the living daylights out of her with his comment on her appearance.
Entering the brightly lit living room Bankotsu could be found sitting relaxed at the couch, his eyes half closed. Taking a place next to him she handed over a sack with grey and white cloths like Black Panther had asked them to; in the sack were also some of Mrs. Kitsune's cakes.
Slowly Bankotsu opened his eyes fully revealing there mahogany color. Looking down at the sack he took a deep breath before picking it up. He was still looking at it when he answered Kagome's silent question. "I can't tell you what has happened little one, I wish I could but I just can't. This is something that I have to work out with Loverboy first and then maybe I can tell you. But for now all you and Sango have to know is that I didn't stay away from you on purposes."
With that he stood up holding the sack in his right hand. "I'm using Miroku's room to redress I guess that Black Panther will be arriving any moment now."
Looking at the clock Kagome saw that he was right, it was eleven and the shadow walker would be coming any moment now. Going over to the door from the balcony she started to open it and wasn't at all surprised when a male jump on the balcony out of nowhere.
On entering the living room Black Panther bowed his head so Kagome could see the small tattoo of a snake just beneath his hair line, the mark of a shadow walker. Rolling her eyes she waved him to take a seat at the couch. "Diabolic will join us in a moment he's still redressing. Would you like something to drink or eat?
Sitting down on the couch Black Panther took in his surroundings looking for the weak and strong spots. When he was satisfied his lime green eyes went to Kagome's bleu grey ones. "No thank you I have no need or time for things like that."
Giving him a hard stare Kagome decided after a few moments that he was in fact not making her ridicules even if the tune in his voice told her otherwise. Actually he hadn't even used a tone but had spoken very levelly maybe it was just Sango's rambling that had rubbed of on her.
Thinking about something else she could say to him Kagome kept her eyes on him, she couldn't seem to help herself. Wearing grey and white colors himself he somehow managed to look stunning in them a girl with less control would have been drooling at the sight of him.
And which girl wouldn't want such a well build men and with those looks. Shaking herself mentally Kagome menaced to pry her eyes away from him deciding that before she loosed her brain completely she should find herself something else to look at.
Lucky at that moment Bankotsu and Miroku came into the room, Miroku carrying a bowl and from the look of it; it was the one from Sango's room and Bankotsu wearing his new cloths. The messenger gave Black Panther a hard look before sitting down on the coffee table by the couch.
Legs and arms crossed he waited for the shadow walker to begin talking. From the look on Black Panthers face Kagome could tell that he wasn't used to people who weren't impressed by him, both males were now in some kind of staring contest. Lime green kept looking into mahogany eyes both unwilling to begin.
At the sink Miroku was rinsing the bowl, plashing great amounts of water on the floor in the process. Miroku might now how to handle himself at a bar but at any other situation he was pretty much useless. Most of the times leaving the place a bigger mess than it had been before he had cleaned it up.
Turning her attention back on the two stubborn males Kagome decided she had enough for one day. Walking over to the couch she took a seat next to Bankotsu. "Okay if I weren't mistaken you were here to take Diabolic to a new hide out or was I given the wrong information and is this the place were the staring contest are being held, for you could foul me."
Straitening his posture Black Panther shot her an annoyed look before returning to Bankotsu. "I'm going to take you to the K2 location messenger. You think you could take it?
The last was defiantly said in a daring tune, mend to offence Bankotsu. Of course taunts like that didn't do anything to him he let it just flow of him like water. The only thing Black Panther managed to pry out of Bankotsu was a tiny sparkle in his mahogany eyes.
Without warning Bankotsu stood up and went to the balcony. "Well walker we better start if we want to reach that location before dawn."
A bit taken aback by Bankotsu's knowledge about where K2 was Black Panther did nothing than look at him for a moment. Then he pulled himself back together and went after the messenger passing him by to take the lead again.
Before disappearing into the darkness of the night Bankotsu turned to wave goodbye to Kagome, who was now alone in the living room since Miroku had disappeared with the now clean bowl a few minutes ago.
With sing language he made her clear that he would find a way to contact Sango and her soon. Waving back Kagome watch his figure disappear between the roofs, with a smile on her face she closed the balcony door she wasn't worried about them not making it to the location at all.
After all Black Panther was the best not to mention that if Bankotsu managed to survive his own death something as small as this wouldn't be able to even scratch him. Now much more relaxed Kagome went to corner that was reserved as the kitchen, pulling the fridge open she got the ice tea out.
Placing four glasses on a tray next to the can of ice tea, she then proceeded to find the biscuit tin. With everything placed on the tray she made her way to the couch and Coffee table where she put the thing down. With a sight Kagome made herself comfortable on the couch waiting for the others to come.
It was a kind of ritual for them to have a glass of ice tea and one of Mrs. Kitsune's self made biscuits. It was a time for all of them to relax a bit from the busy day they had before turning into bed. Most of the time they wouldn't even talk but rather just sit and enjoy the quietness while watching a program or work on a jigsaw puzzle.
Hearing the footsteps from Mrs. Kitsune and Shippô on the stairs Kagome come out of her temporary daze to notice Miroku standing there with an evil grin on his face waving a camera in the air.
It toke Kagome a few seconds before her brain registered what had happened. But when she acknowledges what happened Kagome shot of the couch like a bullet to get the camera from Miroku. If it wasn't bad enough that he kept being so perverted Miroku had another hobby, taking pictures from his housemates when they didn't suspect it at all.
He had quit a collection he kept in a hiding place nobody had found jet or otherwise they would have been destroyed a long time ago. Rushing by Mrs. Kitsune and Shippô Kagome followed the Houshi closely.
Just what she needed another picture of herself that could be used for blackmail, like the one of her dancing only wearing a males shirt that reached to her tights when she thought no one was around wasn't bad enough.
And then there were all the other pictures, one of these days she would take revenge and make some embarrassing pictures from the hentai and post them on a billboard. Running around the tables Kagome decided this wasn't worth tiring herself out for and returned to the living room.
Shippô and Mrs. Kitsune where sitting on the couch already enjoying ice tea and biscuits, plopping down next to the little fox Kagome poured herself a full glass and picked a chocolate covert cookie from the tin.
Looking at the TV she found that Mrs. Kitsune had put it on a rerun from Oprah, all the females in the house where anonymous about this program. It was the best thing to watch with lots of interesting information about all kinds of subjects.
Even Shippô was addicted to it by know. Miroku was the only one saying it was no good, but Kagome had found him one night plastered to the screen while watching a show that had been about relationship problems.
So she pretty sure it was just an act of his, and thinking of the devil Miroku just entered the living room the camera wasn't anywhere to be seen. Carefully approaching the coffee table for his own glass of ice tea and a cookie he than took of to the table that was reserved for jigsaw puzzles. Miroku was currently working on one with a picture of fluffy bunny's playing in the fields.
Shaking her head Kagome took her eyes of Miroku and turned to Mrs. Kitsune. The older female needed to know about Sango's situation. Even after the tincture Kagome had made Sango take it had only help a little bit because she kept throwing up.
If things didn't get better they would be forced to take Sango t a doctor, a thing Kagome really didn't look forward to since she herself was terrified of them after an accident she had as a child and there was the thing that these people tripled there price at the mere mention of hells kitchen, live just wasn't fair.
"Tsukushi we have a problem Sango is really sick, she keeps throwing up and can't keep anything down. Her fever won't go away and the last two hours she started to hallucinate."
Emerald green eyes the same as her son, looked at Kagome while she spoke. The only sign of worry she gave was that her clawed hands clasped the glass more forcefully. When she noticed she placed the glass on the coffee table before she would break it.
When Kagome was don explaining Sango's developments her green eyes turned distant thinking about herbs and other things she knew of. Thinking up what would help against what and if they could be used together.
After a good fifteen minutes her eyes turned normal again indicating that she was back from her thought world. "Well I mus amit it's not good, but I think I now of something. You see she going be good in two days."
She reassuringly padded Kagome's knee before going of to her own bedroom to retrieve the more dangers medications she kept under lock. A few minutes later she passed the living room on her way to Sango's room.
A plop on the couch told Kagome that Miroku had left his jigsaw. Before she even had a chance on beginning about the camera the monk started talking himself. "I have arranged another collector's day. Its three hours from here being held within four days. My inside told me it's a big event but not with much publication. It will be real easy to get in and out, so what do say?
Giving him a mocking stare over Shippô's head Kagome put her own glass on the coffee table. "you know I'll do we need everything we can get our hands on, I just think that we don't have enough time to prepare this and I'm not going on half measures."
Thinking she had bead him she let herself sink into the couch, but he surprised her. "Everything is ready Kagome all we need is a gown for you but that isn't a problem."
"Fine."
Standing up to leave for his room Miroku smiled at her encourangely. "you're one of the best Kagome so you've nothing to worry about and try not to feel to guilty it is after all this or becoming a pleasure girl in one of Naraku's houses, those people have enough money to not even notice or fell what you take away."
Watching the retreating figure of Miroku, Kagome started to summon al the reasons why she did this with detail. It usually worked like a charm as it did this night, fine to know some things didn't change.At his mansion Kouga waited for his hence men to return with the requested information. The girl he had met at Sesshô maru's founders' ball hadn't left his mind once. Since he never had this kind of problems before they were getting a bit annoying.
Pacing the expensive rug before the fireplace he only stopped at the wooden basket containing logs to get one out and throw it only the raging fire. Winter had kicked in, in one night and even a demon would notice cold when it dropped to a certain degree.
Being a wolf of the northern lands Kouga was better resistant against the cold than some breeds and the fire wasn't burning because he was cold but because he bored. The patterns the flames wove were able to hold his mind every once in a while, which was better than nothing at all.
After throwing the log on he started pacing again the way he was going there would be path in a few hours or so. His pointed ears twitched when he heard the servant's door open and close, footsteps that he recognized as one of the men he had sent out to find information about Kagome Higurashi, finally.
Patiently waiting for the servant to knock on his door he took his stance before the hearth, legs shoulder wide arms clasped behind his back head held up in an arrogant way. And there was the knock on the door. "Come in."
A small lederry looking man slipped in holding a plastic map against his side bounded together with shoelaces. The map was rather thick meaning that the girl had quit a past, things where getting more interesting. Kouga felt his demon blood stream a bit thicker at the thought of a hard hunt.
The lederry man placed the map on the huge oak desk before making a bow. Keeping his head down to show proper respect the lederry man started talking, if he looked bad that was nothing compared to his voice. He managed to sound like a rusty bicycle that had wooden tires and managed to find every bump in the rote.
"Master the information you requested is in the map, we had some difficulty because Sesshô maru's men where also seeking the same information we had to wait for them to leave because we thought you wouldn't want him to know. We have don right have we master?
Wrinkling his nose at the horrid smell the lederry man spread Kouga waved his hand in a dismissive manner. "Yes, yes you've don good you can go know if I have need of you and your comrades I know where to find you."
The lederry man made another bow walking to the door backwards; when he reached it he turned around and left. The moment he did Kouga went to the plastic map slicing the shoelaces lose with one of his claws.
Sitting down on the chair behind the desk he took out the collected papers, the first thing he saw was her birth date good the men had been thoroughly to find everything, he might actually be able to use this and not just for getting the address of the lady.
The more he read the more interested he became. This girl he had met wasn't only different from any lady he had met before she seemed to poses some rather strange ability's also. And from what he could find out from her family tree most of these abilities she wasn't even aware about herself.
Thing looked like they would become fun indeed. A couple of miles from Kouga another male was reading the same information; silver brows frowned at the things he found out. It became time he had a chat with his younger brother and his father.
Coming out of his chair he went to his door and as he suspected his personal servant Jaken was waiting right outside. Handing over a rolled up message he gave the toad demon directions and orders.
Then he returned to his desk picking up the family tree, this was something his father needed to be informed about, and Sesshô maru might not be one to pay much respect to his father he was blood related to the men that had its own regulations that needed to be obeyed.A/n: first the herbs I mention in this story can indeed be used for the things I described about, but I would warn against mixed the two since the book didn't say if that could be don. I wouldn't want anyone to get sick. Furthermore I hope you like this next chapter and don't forget to leave me a review.