Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

A/N: Just so you know, Kinanashi Golden Nameless one / No-name. Or something along those lines. (Kin Golden; Nanashi: No-name/ Nameless) Let me know if it means something entirely different when the two words r added together.

Now, onto the story...

Chapter 4: Red

The lights were off. The house was silent. A dark figure silently made her way down the stairs. Shoes in hand, she made her way through the dark house reaching the door and only then did she release her breath.

Her capturer seemed to have eyes on the back of his head and she had lain awake in bed for hours before it seemed safe enough to trek through the house and smell sweet freedom again.

Her hand wrapped around the cold metal of the doorknob and she twisted it waiting for the moment that it would open and remove the invisible chains that bound her to him.

Stay in the forest he says. She thought as she twisted the doorknob. Stay in the forest he says. Thanks a lot Mister that is exactly what I tend to do.

She tugged at the metal knob and then tugged again. All color drained from her face when she found she couldn't open it.

'It's locked.'

Hadn't Kinanashi told her he had locked the door? Okay, so that meant she had to find another way out of the house hopefully one that wouldn't make a lot of noise.

She tiptoed her way to the kitchen to see if it had a back door.

She nearly squealed in excitement when she saw the pale moonlight filtering through a window in a door that led to the backyard.

Jogging as silently as possible, she twisted the doorknob praying to whatever gods may be present that this door not be locked. Fates were on her side as the door swung open.

But then again, a little bad luck wouldn't hurt… now would it? It did open up, but not without a loud squeak. Kagome cringed visibly and waited with held breath to see if the unintentional noise would be her undoing.

Silence.

Triumphantly, she marched right out of the house, taking care to close the door in her wake.

Now that she was out, what way should she go? The path that led to the forest? Or maybe the path that led to the swamp? Or maybe the other path that led to the forest?

She decided with a sigh that she should follow the road till she reached civilization.

And here I thought that forests needed saving.

Putting her shoes on, so that the asphalt would not cut her bare feet, she trudged along the road oblivious to the attention of one currently preoccupied hanyou.

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"She told you your hair were too long. But would you listen? Noo!" He tugged on his hair again. He had made the fatal mistake of taking a shower before he returned to his watch over his charge and now his hair were fit for nesting.

"Why do you keep hair that long anyway? She asks…" He tugged at his hair again and then scowled at his reflection in the bathroom mirror.

His hand had luckily stopped burning and had reduced to steady throbbing. It was healing faster than a human but it was still slow by his standards. Too slow.

In his frustration to have been bested by one stubborn knot in his hair, he shook his head much like a dog hoping to get it untangled by some miraculous intervention.

He sighed when he saw that the aforementioned miraculous intervention had yet to intervene.

She always untangled his hair after a shower. She somehow just managed to do it without hurting him too…

Admit it, you miss her.

"I don't. I just need to fix my hair that's all."

Squeak…

Inuyasha stopped abruptly and trained both ears towards the sound. When he heard nothing else he turned his frustration back to the mirror, glowering at it as though all this was somehow its fault.

She is coming tomorrow morning, what do you plan to do with the girl?

"Keep her in the forest?"

Get real.

"I don't know what I will do with her okay? Happy now?"

Ecstatic.

Needless to say, he didn't like the voices in his head very much. Especially since one of them sounded suspiciously like what he assumed his father must have sounded like, then there was one that sounded like Naraku. He knew that was his evil side. And there was one… just one that sounded just like her.

That was his good side, he decided.

He glanced at the time – it was nearing 3 am. He took three calming breaths and then restarted the tedious task of trying to untangle his ungodly hair.

Why don't you cut them?

This one sounded just like her.

"Because I don't want to." He said out loud.

I like your hair. It is what separates you from the others.

"There are others?"

No. No one like you.

Inuyasha allowed himself a small smile at the memory. And then frowned as the rest of his past came crashing back at him.

"Liar!" He yelled taking his anger out at the mirror. "There are always others. There are always… we never…" He trailed off.

Will you let me brush your hair?

"You know I always let you… no one but you…"

He sighed as he crossed his arms over the sink resting his head in the small groove they made.

Admit it. You miss her.

Dad's voice.

"I miss her." He said wistfully.

Tugging his hair once more he gave up and opened the bathroom door peaking around the corner to make sure she was not out. He was, after all, without a mask.

He went to the bedroom across from the girl's and he sank into the mattress thankful for the welcoming softness.

The room that he had dubbed as 'his' contained dark red sheets…

Almost like blood.

… And an overall dark décor. A green and maroon oriental carpet lay at the foot of the bed and the furniture was a dark mahogany. Elegant, yet dark.

He fell asleep the moment his head touched the pillow. The welcoming softness was hard to come by in his line of work. He had to stay in a modest house to make sure that no one suspected him. Walking around with a mask on was suspicious enough.

He stirred a bit in his sleep as he dreamt of his charge running out the back door and walking along the road in the dead of the night.

Like that is ever going to happen.

A cloud passed over the moon making the rays shimmer across the bedroom floor and bed sheets making his hair, spilled over the dark sheets like moonlight reflecting off the surface of dark waters, glitter and shine.

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Kagome ran towards what she assumed was a car heading her way.

"Help!" She yelled towards the car swinging her arms wildly hoping against hope that the driver would see her.

"Help me! I have been kidnapped and I have to get home! Please help!" She yelled again, jumping up and down for added effect.

She allowed herself a shout of triumph when she saw the car slow down and stop next to her. The driver's window rolled down to reveal a handsome young man with a charming grin in place. He was dark haired and dark eyed from what she could make out and had his hair bound back in a small ponytail.

"My, my! What is a young pretty lady such as yourself doing out here in the middle of the night?" He asked in a smooth voice.

Kagome took a step back suddenly worried about the white shirt she was wearing that was a bit too short for her liking. She let the shadows cast by the trees cover her bit until she had a clear indication of what the man had in his mind.

"I have been kidnapped and need a ride home…" She told him.

"I see…" He looked thoughtful for a moment. "What is your name?"

"Uh…my name?" Should she tell him? Has her name been on the news? Is she really dead? What if he recognizes me and then since I am dead he can have his way with me without any repercussions? "Uh… my name?"

"Yes miss."

"Why do you need my name? I just need a ride home."

"I don't give rides to strangers."

"Sorry to have bothered you then… Good Night!" She added cheerfully and then proceeded to walk away from the car.

"Hold it miss!" He said as he opened the car door and dashed after her.

She squeaked and started running as fast as she could. Before long she felt arms wrap around her waist and pick her up clean off the ground.

"NO! Let me go." She yelled kicking and screaming for all she was worth.

"Pipe down Miss." The man behind her said to her.

He roughly grabbed her shoulders and twisted her around so he could see her face.

"You… you are…"

Uh Oh. You are done for Kagome. He recognizes you. Now he'll rape you then kill you and leave you somewhere to rot.

"Oh hell. I should have known he wouldn't kill you." Swinging her over his shoulder he threw open the door to the back seat and threw her in, making quick work of tying her hands and legs together with some rope he kept handy.

"I knew it was a bad idea as soon as they gave him that assignment I tell you." He continued talking to her. "But it seems he was the best for the job."

Kagome's face paled when she realized that they were heading towards her prison. She started kicking around as much as she could with her hands tied behind her back and her legs tied together.

"Please don't take me back there. I want to go home."

"I'm sorry Miss. I can't let you."

"But… I swear you will never see me again."

"Sorry Miss. You are dead according to this world. And if I let you go, then I will be dead in both."

"Who are you?"

"I am your assassin's best friend. Or so I like to think." He added.

"Hmm… then he won't kill you if you let me go, right?"

"That's where you're wrong, Kagome Higurashi, right?"

"Yeah…"

"We're almost there, stop kicking back there, would you?"

"NO!"

"Suit yourself."

The car skidded to a halt in the driveway and her 'rescuer' got out of the driver's seat with a sigh. The moment he opened the back door he had to dodge a sneaker-clad foot that came flying at him. He slammed the door shut and went around the other side.

Opening the door he pulled her out by the shoulders and threw her over his shoulder and trudged towards the door.

Kagome squealed when one of his hands came to rest very casually on her behind in an attempt to hold her still.

"I can't believe he let you just walk out on him… he isn't that kind."

"I didn't walk out on him. I snuck out. Okay? And do you mind removing your hand please?"

"But Miss, I have to make sure that you stay in place, don't I?"

He rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer it.

"Hmm… you really knocked him out didn't you?"

"I did no such thing."

"Ah! Then you must be a handful. Wasn't he supposed to kill you?"

Kagome mumbled something but he didn't bother clarifying.

When the door didn't open on the second ring, he went around the back and tried the backdoor.

"Ah look! It's open! I wonder why…" He said slyly.

Once inside he made a beeline for the bedroom immediately looking into the one with the red décor to find the hanyou.

"Hey? Sleepy head? Look what I found…" He went to the slumbering body on the bed, making sure that the girl's face was turned away from the sight. He didn't want the hanyou at his back for more than one reason.

"Hey? Wake up already." He turned to the girl, "What did you do to him?"

"I told you I did NOTHING!" Her holler seemed to jerk awake the half demon. One moment of incoherency and he was up staring at the girl slung over his best friend's shoulder in absolute horror.

"Don't worry my friend. She has not seen your face." Inuyasha's features relaxed a bit as he fiddled around the bed to find the mask and pulled it over his head, twisting his hair into a makeshift braid and tucking it into his sweater so that the silver color was hidden from view.

"Where did you find her?"

Miroku dumped the girl onto the bed and started untying her hands and legs.

"Let her be." The assassin growled. Miroku cringed. It was never good when the half demon got angry.

Reluctantly he stopped untying her legs.

"Why are you here?" He asked, his eyes still at his charge.

"Naraku sent me to make sure that all blood had been cleaned and the house was fit for Kikyo to live in. I see there is no need to clean up blood." He said waving his hand at the still form on the bed. Kagome had her eyes wide open and was staring at the assassin.

"I…"

"You couldn't kill her. And it won't take a genius to figure out why."

"It's not that."

"Then what is it?" He challenged.

"You have no fucking idea what you're talking about and it would do you good to shut up just about now, monk."

Kagome's eyes narrowed. Monk?

"What are you going to do? Kikyo's coming here in…" He looked at his watch, "about six hours. What are you going to do with her Inu…?"

Inuyasha leapt towards the monk and slapped a hand on his mouth effectively stopping his sentence midway.

He just insulted Kinanashi. He called him a dog… Kagome continued to watch the pair in silence.

"Naraku's not going to like this one bit."

"You think I fucking don't know that?"

"It's no use taking your anger out on me. Now what are you going to do about her?"

"Hello?" Kagome decided to make her presence known. "I am still here remember?"

Inuyasha turned angrily to the bound girl. "I would keep my fucking mouth shut if I were you. I have a bone to pick with you later." His golden eyes flashing with rage at her.

Kagome quieted down immediately. She didn't like his tone one bit.

"Miroku!" The other assassin turned around to face him. "I hope you will not tell Naraku about… well this."

"You can count on me my friend. But I would get rid of her if I were you, just so that I could live long enough to find a girl to bear my child."

"Well, you are not I. Now tell me what I should do with her."

"Do you have a basement here?"

"There should be one."

"Try keeping her there and smuggling food to her and stuff."

"This is Kikyo's house, chances of her finding little missy here are too high."

"Attic?"

"Didn't check."

"Come on, it's about time you wake up my short-sighted friend. We need to find a place to hide her soon."

"Miroku…"

"No. I am not taking her to my place. It is too close to Naraku and he will kill her the moment he sees her and then proceed to kill the both of us slowly and painfully."

"Like that oaf can lay a finger on me."

"Listen to me. You had better hope Kouga is not showing up here later with Kikyo, because he would be able to smell Kagome here out faster than you can say 'Naraku'."

"Think I don't fucking know that?"

"Then do something about it!"

"Leave Miroku. I have work to do."

Miroku turned around to leave but stopped right beside the irate hanyou, putting a hand on his shoulder in silent understanding and then walked right out of the house.

Inuyasha watched his best friend leave, trying not to put too much trust in him but knowing in his heart that he will not tell Naraku of his failure. Even if he didn't work for Naraku, he would rather not have all the gangs in Japan out for his blood.

And that Miroku better take a bath before he talks to Kouga, or he'll be dead before he can say 'Grope'. Inuyasha smiled inwardly at the joke.

Narrowing his eyes he turned towards the culprit.

"You tried to run." It was a statement, not a question.

"Wouldn't you try to run if you were kidnapped and kept against your will in a deserted house with a crazed killer?" She retorted; her pretty features twisted in anger and defiance.

"I'm a crazed killer?" He started laughing then, holding his stomach as he let bouts of laughter wrack his lean body. Kagome shuddered at the maniac sound. She didn't like him when he laughed, she decided. No, she didn't like him period.

"If I was a crazed killer Ka-Go-Me, then you would be dead. Get that? I am here trying to save your sorry ass from burial and you go off prancing down the road the moment I drift off."

"You shouldn't have fallen asleep then, should you have?"

He was silent for a moment as if taking a vow and then he grabbed her still tied arms, and pulled her off the bed.

Holding her wrists together behind her back he guided her through the halls looking at the ceiling to see if there was any attic or not.

"Where are you taking me?" She demanded, twisting her head around to peer into those golden eyes she had thought were so beautiful but now just reminded her more forcefully of her predicament.

"You would be lucky if it's not the graveyard bitch. With the amount of trouble you are causing me, you would be better off dead."

That reminds me… Kagome twisted around again and decided that this was as good a time as any to ask him about Miroku's comment earlier.

"What did Miroku mean? When he said that there is a reason why you didn't kill me?" She asked him.

He looked thoughtful for a moment and then snapped, "You really can't keep your nose out of stuff that doesn't concern you, can you bitch?"

Kagome opened her mouth in silent indignation and then retorted, "It is my business since it is my life that this reason determines. And I am not a bitch."

The assassin snorted, "That is debatable."

Kagome gasped, "Why you…" She stopped suddenly and then pushed backwards into him as hard as she could.

Inuyasha, taken by surprise fell backwards wrapping his arms around the girl in an attempt to regain his balance causing her to fall with him.

She landed on him, with her back on his chest. She wiggled a bit to turn around so she could glare at him and realized just a moment too late that that was a bad idea.

She's so close. Inuyasha thought before she wriggled again, stretched out flush on top of him. He could clearly feel the swell of her breasts on his chest and the feeling reinforced itself every time she inhaled, unconsciously pressing her breasts harder against him.

Inuyasha swallowed a gasp and tried to get up, but his body refused his stern commands… not that he minded the current position too much mind you.

Kagome shifted again, trying to get off of the assassin and at the same time trying to keep her mind off of the lean muscles that she could feel under her. No doubt the man who was currently under her was strong and well muscled. And at the same time he was lithe and clearly built for grace and stealth.

The assassin meanwhile was in a bigger hell. He was trying to keep his mind off the different sensations that were starting to numb his mind and he tried to get her off of his body again before something really embarrassing happened. He unwrapped his arms and pulled himself up on his elbows causing Kagome to slide downwards. He yelped when she brushed against a very sensitive area and his hope that Kagome had not felt that was extinguished the moment she gaped at him and then flushed a deep shade of red.

His pants were not built to hide a discomfort such as this and they did nothing to help the current situation. He had made sure the pants he wore would not get in the way during an assignment but now he was hoping he had taken something a little larger.

He got up abruptly, turning away from her so that she would not have the full view what she had caused and then said to her, his voice deep and slightly husky, "Let's find you a place to hide."


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