grr... I really hate writer's block. I just realized how ooc many of my characters were, so the last part of this went under a rewrite, which took me a while. Sorry. Chapter six is coming along well, though. I just want to warn you though that the story is wrapping up, and will shift focus a bit. If you watch a lot of crime/science dramas on tv, you might like this.

Disclaimer: Do I look or act like I own InuYasha and it's characters? Honestly, if I did, I would have gotten the guts to have taken a few more liberties with some of the characters and thier pasts. So, I don't own it. Don't you dare sue.

Within a week, everything pertaining to my work life seemed to go back to normal. Kagome had learned to dislike me again, and Kikyo had taken to venting her frustrations on the girl. Koga, as usual, hated me. And of course, the radio was playing in the background as we prepared for the customers.

"Tonight, we are expecting heavy snowfall, high wind speeds, and a low of negative three Fahrenheit." The weatherman blared out the same message day after day on the radio. In fact, the snow was melting. I found it quite annoying, and I only put up with it for the local news.

"Kagura, turn that damn thing off!" Kagome snarled in my direction, angry that a false weather report had ruined her daily make-out with Hojo.

"Quiet, bitch." I mumbled, the only truthful part of the broadcast was coming on.

"Now, in breaking news, the two week prison riot and hostage crisis is over, and two inmates have escaped. We advise the public to look out for Watsuko Juromaru and his uncle Watsuko Naraku…"

"No, they can't…"

"We would also advise you to be on the lookout for Naraku's daughter, Kanna, who is suspected to have aided in the escape…"

"Kanna too? No…"

"All three are considered armed and dangerous. Please do not approach them, and call the police at this number if you should spot them."

All ability, all will to exist ended right there. I lost sense of most things around me. All I heard before my head hit the ground were Kagome and Hojo's startled shouts.

…

"Kagura, are you alright?"

My head was pounding, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the agony I felt inside. Naraku was out, and he had brought Juromaru, who was known in our family for taking his vampire obsession too far.

"Kagura?"

I opened my eyes to see Kikyo, Koga, Hojo, Ginta, Hakkaku, and Kagome standing over me. Despite how most of them hated me, all seemed genuinely concerned. A fat lot of help it did me, though. They can't put my dad back in jail.

"What happened?" Hakkaku asked me as the others helped me up.

"My dad escaped. He took my cousin with him."

The door opened, and a rush of cold air blew in. Sesshomaru immediately ran to my side as soon as he saw the scene.

"I heard it on the radio. Is it tr-

"Yes it's true. Naraku escaped. Could you all stop asking me what's wrong now?"

Kikyo sighed and turned to Sesshomaru. "Could you escort her home for me? She can't work in this condition."

"Sure." He put his arm around my shoulder, and led me out of the building.

Back at my apartment, Sesshomaru was making tea for me while I lay on my bed, crying and in extreme pain from cramps. I always got stomach cramps when I was stressed. Sesshy had been especially sympathetic, even loaning me an incredibly fluffy blanket. It still didn't help my emotional pain, though.

Sesshomaru walked in, his face showing no emotion as he stood over me. He couldn't do much to help me. We both knew that. Still, his presence was comforting, as if he would protect me from anything that came my way.

"I can't stay with you tonight," he stated softly, "but you do have my phone number. Call if you need me."

"Yeah, sure."

Sesshomaru got up and left the room. He came back a few minutes later with a cup of tea. Sesshy set it and a small painkiller on the bedside table next to me and turned back to the door.

"I have to leave now," he said just as he stepped out of the room. "Be sure that the aspirin I gave you is the only one you take. I don't want to have to answer a call from the morgue asking me to identify a body, and your coworkers wouldn't want to either. Don't give up on life, got it?"

I said nothing, and waited. The sounds of Sesshomaru's footsteps grew softer as he walked down the hall, and eventually, out of my apartment. A car started up outside, and drove off, leaving me alone to deal with my problem.

An hour passed, then another, and still, I did not move. Nothing went through my mind but sadness and fear. Naraku would track me down, I was sure of it. He was the type that would go after the person that turned him in. Plus, Witness Protection was run by a bunch of jackasses, and I would be dead before they could get the paperwork in.

Despite his wealth and power, Sesshomaru couldn't protect me. Government and law enforcement wouldn't want to get mixed up in the family troubles of a waitress. I was alone for this ordeal.

I had a gut feeling that I wouldn't live past thirty.

I tried to fix the oocness. I know it turned out bad, alright. It's just that the month leading up to Valentine's Day is a living Hell for me... Always has been, always will be. Chapter six will be here in a couple of weeks.

unoriginal family surname for Naraku, I know. I needed something, so I just looked at my RK manga and tweaked the creator's name a bit.

C'mon people, review! This story, and my others need them! coughNaivecough I'll even take flames!