Disclaimer: I didn't get him for Christmas...(sniffles) oh well. that just means I'll have to think of a different method to get him...
A/N: Happy New Year Everybody! (throws confetti) My parents have fed me waaay too much sugar (giggles) Wheeeee! Anywayz, on with the story
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Chapter 10- In too deep
'I know your secret, you can't hide forever.'
-()-
She was running, running, as fast as her tired and over used leg muscles would carry her. She glanced over her shoulder and saw them, two glowing red eyes. She could her the
rustling of the once beautiful dress against the un-dead girls also rapidly moving legs. She could feel her presence drawing nearer; feel the hot breath on the back of her neck; feel the dirt and rocks against her skin as she was tackled to the ground then she felt-
The warmness of her cotton sheets.
"It was just a dream, she couldn't know anything about this." Kagome muttered.
'Ahh, did you already forget her link with all of her creations?' A voice in the back of her head argued.
"She couldn't know! She would have come for us already!" Kagome insisted.
'She was just biding her time... she will come for you.' the voice replied.
"I can't believe I'm having this argument with myself!" Kagome mumbled.
"Having what argument with yourself?" Sango asked, looking at her from the doorway.
"None, nothing." Kagome said hurriedly.
"I just came to let you know that Kouga has left the building." Sango said, snickering at her own joke.
"That was really lame." Kagome muttered shaking her head.
Sango stuck out her tongue. "You're just jealous! Oh, by the way, breakfast is ready."
"Thanks for letting me know." Kagome said as she pulled a sweater over top of her pajamas.
"You're welcome." Sango nodded leaving the doorway.
-()-
"What have you found out, Kouga?" A cold female voice asked, from a chair that was facing away from the door of the huge expensively decorated office.
"I didn't get much of a chance to look around, but I found an alarming amount of blood being stored in the fridge." Kouga replied, looking at the back of the chair.
"Really?" the voice asked interestedly.
"Yes, I think these are the girls you're looking for, the ones that killed Naraku." Kouga replied.
"That will be all." The voice commented. "You may leave."
-()-
"So what did you find out about the girls?" Miroku asked as Kouga entered headquarters.
"Not too much. There was a small supply of blood in the fridge; it appears that only that one girl was a vampire." Kouga lied easily. He didn't want Inu Yasha and Miroku to get a hold of the girls before his other employer did.
Kouga left the room to let Inu Yasha and Miroku discuss whether they believed.
Once he was sure Kouga was out of earshot, Inu Yasha growled. "I don't believe him. As much as I want to, I believe that they're all vampires."
"As do I unfortunately." Miroku agreed.
"Let's just keep it quiet until we know how to handle this..." Inu Yasha suggested.
"That's a good idea. Hmm..." Miroku leaned toward Inu Yasha and put a hand to Inu Yasha's forehead. "Are you feeling alright?"
"What the hell do you mean 'Are you feeling alright'?" Inu Yasha asked darting away from Miroku's hand.
"It's just that you never have any good ideas." Miroku stated.
-()-
"I'm sooo bored!" Sango complained leaning back in her chair.
"Ayame go get the mail." Kagome whined also leaning back in her chair.
"You do it." Ayame snapped back.
"Fine." Kagome said getting out of her chair and walking over to the door. "I can't go." she said as she looked out the window.
"Why not?" Ayame asked getting up to stand by Kagome at the window.
"The sun." Kagome said pointing out the window.
"Ohhh." Ayame said.
"Oh well, I'm going to go sit down again." Kagome replied walking back to the living room.
"Grr, curse you sun!" Ayame said waving her fist at the sun. "We can't even go get the damn mail to see if our friends are died! (that was spelt like that on purpose)"
"I think she has truly gone mad." Sango said shaking her head.
"What do you mean 'gone'? She's always been this way." Kagome commented, grabbing her book off the top of the TV.
Ayame came back into the room and slumped down onto the couch with a defeated sigh.
A clinking noise sounded at the front door.
"What was that?" Kagome asked jumping a little in surprise.
"I'll go check it out." Ayame offered appearing to be back to normal.
Ayame cautiously approached the front door. She looked around, sniffing the air, and then looked down at her feet. There was a little pile of envelopes.
"You guys, it was just the mail man, he dropped some letters through the mail slot on the door." Ayame called.
"Oh." Kagome sighed in relief.
Ayame bent down and picked up the stack of envelopes.
"This one's addressed to you Kagome." Ayame said as she turning over the envelope, "It doesn't say who it's from though."
Kagome stuck her hand out expectantly as she waited for Ayame to hand over the letter.
"Oh, right." Ayame mumbled as she handed over the envelope.
Kagome carefully opened the envelope, and to her surprise, she saw a curvy feminine writing she had hoped to never see again.
Dear Kagome,
I'm coming to your home, and I expect a warm welcome.
I require a large room to stay in, and warm fresh blood every morning and evening.
I'm coming regardless of anything you say, and if I even so much suspect that you have betrayed me, I will not hesitate to kill you and what remains of your friends/
Signed,
Your master
Kagome paled slightly after reading that, she hurriedly stuffed the letter into her book. The other two seemed to have missed that display because they were occupied with the newspaper.
"They really are gone..." Sango muttered, handing Kagome the newspaper.
Kagome read the headline and started to cry softly.
Two unknown local girls found dead after a bomb went off at the high school.
Sango noticed an envelope addressed to all of them. She picked it up cautiously and opened it.
"Sango, what's that?" Ayame asked.
"It appears to be an invitation to a new years party, at Hojo's old home." Sango said, her brows furrowing.
"Should we go?" Kagome asked.
"Sure, we've got nothing else to do." Ayame replied.
Sango appeared deep in thought. "Why would they have a party there if Hojo's dead, I mean how would anybody gain access to his house?"
"You've got a valid point." Kagome replied. "But who really cares?"
"No one I guess." Sango mumbled.
-()-
"But Inu Yasha, don't you find it even remotely odd that someone is having a party at Hojo's house when he is known to be dead?" Miroku asked as he turned over the invitation again.
"No." Inu Yasha replied simply pulling on a long sleeved red dress shirt.
"Nice jeans." Miroku commented dryly as he noticed how badly that shirt and those jeans went together.
"Keh." Inu Yasha muttered, lightly blushing.
Miroku sighed as Inu Yasha went into his room to change. It was impossible to try to reason with that blockhead.
"If you can't beat 'em join 'em." Miroku muttered as he walked into his room and put on a dark blue button-up t-shirt, and dark blue dress pants.
-()-
Kagome sighed contentedly this was the life.
"Kagome, will you get the hell out of the tub so the rest of us can get ready too?" Sango said, pounding on the door to accent her point.
Kagome sighed again, this time in irritation. "What's wrong with your guys' bathrooms?"
"The taps on the tub aren't working." Ayame whined.
"Oh fine." Kagome growled, pulling the plug and stepping out of the bathtub. She quickly wrapped her bathrobe around herself and got out of the bathroom.
Ayame darted into the room as soon as Kagome had left it.
"Hey!" Sango said as the door slammed in her face.
Ayame's head poked out of the door and she stuck her tongue out at Sango.
Sango made to grab for Ayame's hair, but instead connected with the door, which had been closed without her noticing.
"Can you believe that?" Sango growled.
There was no reply.
"Kagome?" Sango spun around and noticed that she was alone in the hallway. "Oh, grrr!"
Kagome giggled silently as she got ready. She suddenly turned somber when she remembered the letter she had stuffed into her book. She would deal with that later. She decided to focus on more happy thoughts, like what color she should wear.
She had it all worked out in her head, Inu Yasha would probably wear red and black, so she needed to find a color that went well with them.
Kagome blushed at that thought. "Oh well," she sighed, "whatever it takes."
-()-
"Miroku, why are you dressed?" Inu Yasha asked.
"Would you prefer it if I went to that party with no clothes on?" Miroku asked raising an eyebrow.
"N-I--well-er." Inu Yasha spluttered, "That's not what I meant!"
"Inu Yasha, I didn't think you were that kind of person." Miroku grinned at his poor friend, then started running for his life.
It took about a minute before Miroku's words sank in.
"Hey! What do you mean by that?" Inu Yasha called indignantly, beginning to chase Miroku.
-()-
Kagome checked out her appearance in the mirror she looked damn good in the black strapless evening gown she had bought ten years ago. She just had her hair and make-up to do and she was all set.
She decided on black glittery eyeliner, shimmery golden blush, and dusty rose lipstick. When she finished applying the make-up, she set her hair in a messy bun at the top of her head.
Meanwhile, Ayame and Sango were having much more difficulty finding the perfect outfits.
"Sango," Ayame whined, "I have like nothing to wear!"
"What d'you mean you have 'nothing' to wear, you've had like five hundred years to get lots of clothing." Sango replied grouchily.
Ayame just let out a pathetic whimper.
"What do you want?" Sango asked eyeing her suspiciously.
"Well, you know that really pretty forest green dress with only one sleeve on it, a long sleeve?" Ayame asked, getting ready to go into beg mode.
"Fine, if it'll shut you up you can borrow it." Sango growled irritably.
"But Sango I promise not to-- did you just say I could borrow it?!?" Ayame asked disbelievingly.
"Yes, only if I can borrow your dusty rose spaghetti strapped one." Sango replied, seeming less irritable.
"You can." Ayame pretended to be calm, but she couldn't contain her delighted squeal of joy.
"I'm gonna go get you that dress now..." Sango said, getting thoroughly scared of her redheaded friend.
"I'll do my hair and make-up. You know where to find my dress right?" Ayame asked rushing around the bathroom in search of her make-up.
"Yah, I think I do..." Sango replied raising an eyebrow.
"Do you guys need any help?" Kagome called as she heard a crash from her bathroom.
-()-
Inu Yasha and Miroku sat in silence as they drove toward Hojo's former house.
"Why do you always get to drive?" Miroku whined breaking the silence.
"Because it's my car, and you're a dumbass." Inu Yasha replied, not even bothering to glance over at Miroku.
"Oh." Miroku replied sullenly.
Inu Yasha waited a minute then...
"Hey! I'm not a dumbass. I'll have you know my ass is very smart!"
Inu Yasha sighed.
"We're here dumbass."
"I told you-"
"I don't really care." Inu Yasha replied.
"I wonder if Sango will be here." Miroku said, suddenly taking on a dreamy look.
"That poor girl."
"What was that Inu Yasha?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Good, I'm going to go find Sango."
"I'll just stay here then."
-()-
"Wow Sango, dusty rose looks really good on you." Kagome commented as she gently brushed some eye shadow across Sango's eyelids.
"What about me?" Ayame pouted.
"You're not wearing dusty rose." Kagome replied.
"That's not what I meant!" Ayame pouted some more.
"Oh." Kagome replied.
"You look very nice in green." Sango assured her.
"What about me?" Kagome asked, doing a little twirl.
"Black makes you look too skinny." Ayame replied jokingly.
Kagome mock pouted.
"We should get going." Sango suggested.
"Yah, maybe we should." Kagome agreed, getting rid of her mock pout.
-()-
"How is the party going Kouga?"
"Very well, my lady, but it appears that the girls have yet to arrive." Kouga replied, staying in a submissive bow.
"Really? Has anyone of interest shown up yet?"
"No one that I would think would interest you, my lady." Kouga replied, still in a submissive bow.
"You are dismissed then."
"Thank you my lady."
-()-
"Hello Kagome." Inu Yasha greeted with a slight nod of his head.
"'Lo." She greeted in return.
"Where's Miroku?" Sango asked nervously.
"He's inside, why do you wanna dance with him?" Inu Yasha asked raising an eyebrow.
"No," Sango blushed furiously, "I wanna avoid him."
"That's too bad." Ayame said.
"Yeah," Kagome agreed, "he's coming this way."
"Ohh, crap!" Sango cursed trying to hide behind Kagome, which didn't work very well seeing as she was taller than her.
"Ah, Sango my sweet, there you are." Miroku called.
Sango groaned. Oh well, she did owe him for saving her life. Not that she would admit it out loud though.
"Shall we go and dance?" Miroku asked offering an arm.
Sango considered slapping it away, but instead blushed lightly and latched onto his arm.
Kagome, Ayame and Inu Yasha watched with somewhat shocked expressions as the two walked into the ballroom.
"Ayame?" a voice called uncertainly.
"Kouga?" Ayame called back.
"Oh good, it is you, I thought it might be some other gorgeous red-head." Kouga said as he approached her.
Ayame blushed slightly.
Kouga offered her an arm, which she took without even giving a second thought to the familiar scent that surrounded him.
"It's official." Kagome said to Inu Yasha.
"What's official?" He asked, seeming slightly surprised still.
"I must be the queen of England. (A/N: that's not meant to offend anyone; it's just a joke between me and my friends)." Kagome replied.
"How do you figure?" Inu Yasha questioned.
"I just saw two very unlikely things happen." Kagome replied.
"Do you wanna go dance too?" Inu Yasha asked.
"Sure." Kagome said offering Inu Yasha her arm.
"Hey! I'm supposed to do that!" He said in mock out rage.
Kagome sighed and put her arm back down. She waited for the hanyou to offer his arm.
"Would the lady like to enter the dance?" Inu Yasha asked offering her his arm.
"Only if the gentleman would like to escort her." Kagome replied taking his offered arm.
-()-
"It's almost time for me to reveal myself...."
-()-
"It's almost midnight!" someone shouted gleefully.
There was a shuffling sound throughout the room as everyone scrambled to get closer to their lovers.
"11 seconds." Someone else shouted.
"10." the number rang throughout the ballroom.
"9."
"8."
"7."
"6."
"5."
"4."
"3."
"2."
"1."
Three things happened. 1. There were some shout of 'Happy New Year'. 2. Some people kissed their lovers/people they loved. and 3. There was an outraged cry from the balcony of the ballroom.
-()-
Kagome was so caught up in the feel of Inu Yasha's lips against hers-along with the slight teasing of his sharp canines- that she didn't notice the furious girl walking towards her till it was too late.
She let out a startled cry as she was slapped to the ground by......Kikyo.
(A/N: I could end it here, but I value my life.)
"Ki-Kikyo?" Inu Yasha and Kagome stuttered at the same time.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?!" Kikyo demanded.
Kagome nearly fainted as she took in the sight of the furious girl before her.
Kikyo hadn't aged a bit since the last time she saw her, over four hundred years ago. She was wearing a white ballroom dress that was speckled with a crimson pattern that spiraled down her body starting at her neck, then continuing to the floor. The crimson looked suspiciously like blood.
"Answer the question girl." Kikyo spat.
"I was kissing Inu Yasha." Kagome spat back.
"I see. Come with me." Kikyo said, grabbing her off the ground by her ear.
"Wait Kikyo!" Inu Yasha called, coming out of his stupor. "What are you going to do with her?"
"That is none of your concern." Kikyo replied coldly walking towards the study, and away from Inu Yasha, where she had been previously situated.
-()-
Ayame and Sango pushed their way through the crowd to where Kagome was last seen. They spotted the familiar shape of Kikyo walking up the stairs towards the study.
They followed stealthily, and snuck into the study just in time to be shut into the massive book filled room.
"What the..?" Sango muttered as she and Ayame were hit over the head and tossed onto the floor.
-()-
"Alright everybody, the party's over!" Kouga called as he had been instructed to once Kikyo had come for the girls.
He silently hoped that Kikyo wouldn't harm Ayame. He didn't really care about the others as long as Ayame was alright.
"Kouga what the hell do you think you're doing?!" Inu Yasha shouted.
"Clearing out the room." Kouga replied turning away from the hanyou.
"What the hell for?" Inu Yasha asked angrily.
"The reasons are of little concern to you." Kouga replied pulling the 'I'm-better-than-you-so-deal-with-it' look.
"Bull. What the hell are you hiding?" Inu Yasha asked getting angrier by the second.
Kouga just turned and disappeared in a whirlwind of speed.
Inu Yasha let out a frustrated sigh.
-()-
As Sango came to she felt like her was splitting in half. She let out a pained groan. She noticed Kagome and Ayame sitting barely conscious.
She heard the clicking sound of high heels coming towards them.
Kikyo stooped over them.
Kikyo gave a 'tsk'ing noise. "You three have been very bad girls."
-()-
A/N: Tell me what you think. Did I start rambling at all? Was that the worst thing you ever read? Is this story making any sense at all? Will I ever stop asking questions?
On a less scary note....That has to be the longest thing I've ever written in my thirteen years on this earth (13 pages in Microsoft Word). Maybe that is scary....
Well, Happy 2005.
See y'all later
