On with part twelve. I don't have anything to say. Just read it. Thanks for the reviews too.
-Randall Flagg2
(1)
Isamu surveyed the street, taking in scenery. No matter how many times he walked down the road, he never got tired of how beautiful the scenery was. Some trees here and there, plenty of houses on both sides of the road, and some bushes thrown in for spice. But for now that was of little matter. What mattered now was getting to the Masaki house and getting back his daughter. That was by far the most important thing on his agenda.
"You had better be ready for me Kagome." Isamu thought to himself. "You had better be ready because when I find you I'm going to make you see Hell. And if any of your friends are there, then I'll bring them into it too."
Across the street, a young girl was playing what looked like hopscotch in her house driveway. She was giggling wildly. Then her father came out of the house and grabbed her up in a tight hug. He was laughing too. He kissed his daughter and they laughed harder. Isamu's head began to pound furiously. The way they were laughing was somehow annoying to him and suddenly he found himself sick with the urge to run over to the man, spin kick his face in, punch him in the stomach and jam his scalpel into his eye. He was so unaware of himself that he actually took two steps towards them. The man must have sense danger because his eyes almost darted towards Isamu and he clutched his daughter a bit tighter.
Isamu stopped. "What the fuck was I doing?" he thought. He could tell from the look on the man's face that he must have been doing something out of the ordinary. No matter, he could counter that. Quick as a flash he smiled as warmly as he could and turned around to go on his merry way. It seemed to work since the man returned to playing with his daughter.
"Man that was close. Almost lost my cool there." Isamu quickened his pace and began to walk faster. He was unaware that he was almost running.
(2)
Inuyasha glanced out the window with a sigh. He had sent Kagome off to Sango's house for safety reasons and for some reason he missed her. Why would he be missing her anyway? They were only friends for crying out loud! So why would he be feeling like this?
"What are you staring out the window for Inuyasha?" Miroku asked. "Something on your mind?"
"Oh, nothing worth discussing Mikage. Just thinking about things."
"We're pretty familiar with each other Inuyasha. You don't need to address me by my last name."
"Well it's my choice too. It doesn't really make a difference either way. We're still friends."
"Speaking of friends," Miroku said with a grin, "are you thinking about Kagome?"
Inuyasha glared at the black haired boy. "No I'm not! Why would I be thinking about her?!"
Miroku put his arm around Inuyasha's shoulder and smiled playfully at him. C'mon Inuyasha just admit it! You're thinking about Kagome!" he teased.
Inuyasha shoved Miroku away. "Shut up! I am not thinking about her! Just because you think about Sango so much doesn't mean I think about Kagome much!"
Miroku looked a bit embarrassed. "Well, it's true I do think about Sango a lot. I like her. I like her as more then just a friend Inuyasha."
The white haired teenager's eyebrow went up. "You mean you..."
"Yup. I sure do Inuyasha and I'm proud of it."
"Well good for you. Me and Kagome are only friends you know. We're known each other since we were little kids."
Miroku was just about to say something when there was a knock at the door. Inuyasha got up to get the door. As he approached the door, something in his mind warned him not too. It was like something horrible was on the other side of that door. Something that he should not tangle with. But it was just a feeling. Inuyasha grabbed hold of the door handle and twisted it. The door swung open.
(3)
Before Inuyasha could do anymore then wonder just who this man was, a question was asked.
"Excuse me, but I'm wondering if you can help me with something Masaki."
"Depends. What?"
"I'm looking for my daughter. She ran away from my house for some reason and I'm trying to get her back home. I was just wondering if you've seen her?"
Now Inuyasha was suspicious. He was only praying that this person was not who he thought it was.
"What's her name?"
The man smiled. "Kagome."
Inuyasha froze. So this was Kagome's father, Isamu. Inuyasha had not been expecting him to look so... normal. He had been expecting the man to be either a scrawny skinny guy with tangled hair, or a big muscular guy with a nasty looking face. This guy did not look like an abuser at all. He looked as normal as anybody.
Inuyasha opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He was torn in two directions. On one side he wanted to just slam the door in Isamu's face and leave it at that. That was the sensible thing to do. On the other side he wanted to just grab Kagome's father by the hair and beat the shit out of him in retribution for what he had done to Kagome. That was what he wanted to do.
Before he could make a decision, Isamu's hand shot out and clamped brutally around his throat. Inuyasha gagged and his vision went blurry from lack of oxygen. Through his haze, Inuyasha looked directly into Isamu's eyes. If he had been able to draw breath, he would have screamed. Those eyes were anything but normal. They were crazy eyes. Animal eyes. There was nothing but pure, unrestrained lunacy in those eyes.
"Come on Masaki, I'm sure you know. All you have to do is tell me."
Miroku rushed at Isamu, determined to help Inuyasha get away from him. He had seen the entire ordeal from the other room.
"Let go of him you-"
Just as Miroku got behind Inuyasha, Isamu dropped him and spun around. Isamu's foot collided with Miroku's face, sending him falling onto his back.
"Answer me." Isamu said blandly. "Tell me where she is."
"Fuck off." Inuyasha grunted, getting to his feet.
Isamu crouched to launch another kick when something stopped him. That look in the white haired boy's eyes. There was something familiar about them. Something that looked...
And then Isamu suddenly felt sick to his stomach. Sick enough to vomit. He realized that look within a few short seconds. How could he have missed it?
It was the look of his father.
Miroku got to his feet, blood drizzling from his nose. Inuyasha finally got his wind back and held up his fists in a boxing stance. Isamu regarded them for sometime, wondering whether he should attack or run. In the end, he chose the latter. He was not however, going down without grace.
In a simple turn that was almost a spin, Isamu began to walk off. Inuyasha and Miroku were puzzled. First Kagome's father had wanted to fight, and now he was turning to leave? What was up with him?
"I'll let you go for now Masaki." Inuyasha said over his shoulder. "But the next time will be different. If you try to hide my daughter from me anymore, I will show you no mercy." That was all.
(4)
Inuyasha brought Miroku a box of Kleenex. "You okay?"
Miroku took a wad of Kleenex and held it against his nose. It was still bleeding, but not as badly as before. "Thanks Inuyasha. That was a close call."
"I'm really worried now Mikage. First he kills Koga, and then he comes after us. I'm worried about Kagome."
"I can understand Inuyasha. I guess Kagome wasn't kidding when she said her father was dangerous. We'll have to be extra cautious now."
"Yes indeed. I only hope Sango's taking good care of Kagome."
Miroku smiled. "Oh I'm sure she'll be fine. Sango's a good person. Kagome is probably having the time of her life now."
Inuyasha smiled weakly. "I hope your right Mikage. I hope your right."
To be continued...
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-Randall Flagg2