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Facts:
Chapter two was a few months after chapter one, that's why Inuyasha was out of jouvie.
This chapter is the same day as chapter two, it's just later on in the night. The events in chapter two took place around 4:00 PM, this chapter is around 7:00 PM any more questions?
Read, review, and enjoy!
Chapter Three:
A cold wind blew, and then the rain fell. She didn't actually feel the weather though, because she was inside. In fact, she was in a small café, sitting by the glass wall. She had a perfect view of the street. Where is he? She checked her watch for the tenth time in five minutes. It's been an hour and he hasn't arrived yet. Is he busy? Did he forget about our date? I can't believe this! She put her head on the table and looked out the window. I hate being alone, and he knows that. Does he not care how I feel? Is he cheating? Wait! Calm down Sango! You've been dating for over a year, he will show up.
She watched the cars pass in front of her. None of these is his. She rested her head in her palms and rested her elbows on the table. She sighed. Well this is just great. They must think I'm nuts just sitting here, and for such a long time too! She looked at the waiters and waitresses. She had memorized all their names by now.
"Someone sure looks fancy tonight." Her heart leaped. He finally came. She sat up and stared at the man who spoke to her. Her heart stopped.
"Miroku? What are you doing here?" She raised an eyebrow. She was already frustrated about waiting for so long, and now he was here, standing in front of her.
"Well, I WAS going to eat with my girlfriend, but she was working tonight, so I decided to come here to grab a bite." He explained.
"Girlfriend? So that's why you didn't grope me today." She gave him a bored look and turned to face the street again.
"Mind if I sit here? I'll be good, I promise."
She looked up to face him. HE was wearing a smirk, proud of his little joke.
"Well actually, I was waiting for my date." She gave him a cool look. She played with a strand of her raven hair between her fingers.
"Oh, well then I'll leave. Nice seeing you again Sango." He bowed politely and turned around.
He remembered my name? And before she knew it, she had begun to speak to him. "You know, I've been here for an hour now, I don't think he's coming. It's alright with me if you want to stay here."
He turned around. "Well, if I'm not intruding." He sat down in the metal-framed chair across from her.
I'll ask how he remembered me later…
"So why were you in that room earlier today. You do realize your not allowed to see that evidence unless your involved with the case, don't you?"
He smiled. "Of course I know that, but I was interested, so I went."
"You still sound like that care free 'monk in training' from high school" She smiled.
"Well, I still am the same person, even if I'm finally able to keep a girlfriend for more then a couple of hours."
"So…are you still, you know, training to be a monk?" She asked, partially interested.
"Well no actually." He looked out the window. "I gave that dream up, and now I'm doing crime scene investigation, but I guess you knew the last part from earlier today."
"So what, you understood a couple episodes of CSI, and now you think you can take on the job?" She asked a little harshly. She didn't mean to sound so angry, but seeing him again brought back too many memories that she would like to forget.
He looked a bit taken aback. "Well no, actually, I just thought I'd be good at it."
"Sorry…" She mumbled under her breath. He laughed.
"Still as proud as ever aren't you? Can't admit when your instincts fail you? It's not like it matters, I'd never pictured myself like this during high school, I didn't expect you to understand so soon anyway. I've changed a lot since you last talked to me."
She looked at his face, and then diverted her attention to her napkin. "So what interested you in my case?"
"Well, you mean besides you? Well, I don't know. Seeing an old friend's name was kind of exciting, but then I always knew that you were going to be successful and have some tough job like this."
They ordered their dinners. They sat in silence until their food was served.
In between bites of his spaghetti, he said, " But you know, your case has a lot in common with mine."
She looked up from her soup. "How so?" She twirled her spoon around the meal.
"Well, I think both cases involve hanyous."
"Oh really? What case are you working on?" She raised an eyebrow.
"No Man." He said casually.
WHAT! NO MAN! BUT HOW? HE CAN'T HAVE BEEN WORKING FOR LONG, HE'S NOT THAT OLD! HOW COULD HE BE ON SUCH A HARD CASE ALREADY!
Her eyes bulged as she stared at him. Her spoon was in her mouth, and it stayed there.
"Don't give me that look! I'm actually pretty good at my job, believe it or not!" He knew what she was thinking, thought by the tone of his voice; she knew he wasn't really offended. "Actually, I'm quite curious how I got this kind of job too. No one has really explained it to me just yet." He said as he wiped his mouth with the blue napkin.
She nodded, and removed the spoon from her mouth. "Well, that's interesting…so explain what this has to do with my case."
He put down his fork and looked up at her. "Well, if you really want to know…" He sat up straight and cleared his throat.
"Get to the point already Miroku!" She said, a little frustrated at his shenanigans.
He got back on track and began to explain, "Well, you know how I said that Inuyasha couldn't possibly be a guilty because he's a hanyou, right? With his hearing and speed, he could never be rushed. He could hear some one coming from a mile away, and could be gone in the blink of an eye."
"So what does this have to do with the No Man case?" She interrupted.
"Well, not much, but the thing is, there was a skid mark from a shoe left of the scene."
"So?" She tilted her head and gave him a quizzical look.
"Alright, let me explain." He paused to think. "We believe that the murderer is a hanyou. Why? Well it appears that he used the advantages of being one: He was always gone when people arrived at the scene of the time, and he was able to clean up any evidence. Of course, anyone could have cleaned up before someone got there, but the women had just died when the police got there. This proves that the murderer cleaned up quickly, so quickly that only a demon or hanyou could have done. Understand so far?" He asked.
She nodded, slightly confused by all the information.
"But, the real mystery is the shoe mark. It shows a sign of struggle. Alright, so we know the murderer is a hanyou or youkai. We can assume that the shoe mark is not his own, he cleans up tto well to have left a mess like that, he had to be in a panic to forget. SO we believe the shoe mark was caused by another hanyou or youkai. But the thing is, a youkai would have most likely left the scene of the crime. He wouldn't take the time to rescue the victim, he'd take revenge somewhere else, that's just how demons are. However, a hanyou might want to save the person. So then the murderer would have to kill them both to keep safe."
"Ughh this is confusing. The murderer is a hanyou or youkai, and so is the intruder, or whoever left the shoe mark. Am I following you alright?"
Miroku nodded. "So we believe the person who walked in was a hanyou because the fight took place, or the struggle I should probably say, took place inside. Why do we believe the murderer himself is a hanyou? Because any demon could easily beat a hanyou without leaving any signs, and whoever fought did leave signs…those scuff marks. So we can assume that they were both around the same strength. And well, that's all we've got so far."
She looked at him wide eyed. "Okay, I guess I understand it. The fight took place inside, because only a hanyou would care enough to save the victim. They two hanyous fought, and the intruder left the shoe mark."
"Well, we don't know that for sure."
"Don't know what?"
"That it was the intruder that left the mark, it could have been the murderer."
"Alright, then what kind of shoe was it that left the mark? Do you know?"
"A Converse, Chuck Taylor, size 12, made in the eighties." He said mechanically.
"AChuck made in the eighties, well that doesn't help much."
"Well no, but we can assume that one of those hanyous were older then, let's say 28 years old. According to my calculations. And that's all we have. Only problem is that converses are…unisex. Men and women buy the exact same shoe. Fortunately, there aren't many women with that size shoe…"
"Okay! That's enough. It was all very interesting, but I have my own case to focus on, it's not like this case will affect my life or anything!" She put her hand to her head and sighed. "You did a good job on profiling, but I have to focus on Inuyasha's safety."
Miroku nodded. And they finished their meal.
"Here's your receipt." The waiter placed the paper on the table.
"Shoot, I forgot to ask for separate ones." Sango snapped.
"It's okay, I'll pay it." Miroku said as he held the receipt up and looked for the price.
"I don't want to make you pay for me though."
"It's okay, I can afford it now that I have a good job." Wish I could say the same.
"Well, thanks."
"No problem." He paid in cash and they walked out together.
"Nice to see you again." She waved and walked to her car.
"You know, it would be nice to do this again sometime!" Miroku yelled lightly from a distance. She waved to show that she had heard him. This is so weird…like a reunion or something…
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With Inuyasha:
He stood under the streetlight, naught but a silhouette against the bright light. How could I have thought for even a second that this would be a good idea? I'm sure Kagome hates me now, but why am I feeling so bummed? I couldn't possibly miss her could I? Of course no! She's just some girl…she doesn't mean anything to me!
He jammed his hands in his pocket, trying to forget any of his sad emotions.
The street was empty, not a single car, or a single person going down the street.
It was dark now, and the only thing that was illuminating the ground before him was the dreary glow of the streetlamps. Well gee, if this isn't depressing…
He tried to get Kagome off of his mind, and began to contemplate his situation. In a week I'll be going to court. They're accusing me of murder…puh-lease, like I'd do something like that. I know I've bullied a lot of people around, but I'd never kill anyone. But I guess the police don't know that about me huh? Guess that's just my luck. My fucking rotten luck!
HE shook with anger. Kouga! That bastard! I bet he thinks I didn't hear him before I walked up! So he's been pitting Kagome against me? Why does he even care about her? She's not his type…is she? He better not try anything on her, or he'll have me to talk to! Whatever, next time I see him I'll have his ass! First he frames me for murder, then he tries to trick my girl! My girl? Where in hell did that come from? SHIT! INUYASHA! STOP THINKING ABOUT KAGOME OR IT WILL BE THE END OF YOU! He pulled at the ends of his hair and looked at his surroundings, he had been walking the whole time.
Kagome's house? What am I doing here? He shook his head. Am I actually feeling a little guilty? Should I apologize to her or something huh? No! I will no-yes, yes I should shouldn't I? I mean she has done a lot for me…
Before he realized it, he was ringing the doorbell.
"Hello?" A middle-aged woman had opened the door. He recognized her as Kagome's mother, though she was older than she was the last time he had seen her.
"Mrs. Higurashi? Hi I'm Inu- ACK" He felt himself being pulled into a bear hug.
"Inuyasha! It's been such a long time since we've seen you, come in, come in!" She dragged him into the living room by the arm. I can't believe she remembered me, it seems like such a long time since I last saw her.
In the living room there were to sofas and an entertainment center, very simple, just like he had remembered it. There was a Play Station and video games scattered on the floor. Must be Souta's. Where is the little runt anyways?
"Inuyasha!" He spun around, only to see a young boy rush into him. He was squeezed at the waist, and he stared the kid. Could this be little ole Souta? Two years, it seems like forever since I last saw any of them…
He rustled the boy's hair a bit and looked up at Kagome's mom. "Uh…um...is Kagome around?" He hoped he wasn't blushing, but he suddenly felt embarrassed just by saying her name.
Mrs. Higurashi gave him a skeptical look. "No, she hasn't been around. Would you like to wait for her? You're more then welcome to eat some dinner with us." She smiled warmly at him, just like she used to when he came over.
"You mean she's not home? What about her curfew!" He exploded.
Mrs. Higurashi rested a hand on her hip and giggled. "Inuyasha, I know you haven't been here for a few years, but didn't you consider that maybe her curfew was moved back a little later? She's almost an adult, plus the fact that she is very responsible."
"Oh, I didn't consider that…" He looked down and studied the ground.
"You're welcome to stay if you like hun."
"Uh…no I gotta go." He gave her a quick hug and said his goodbyes. Now where could she be? Please don't tell me she's all sad about what I told her! I hope she isn't doing anything stupid!
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Earlier that night, with Kagome:
She walked down the street with a little pep in her step. Inuyasha's game will be fun. He thinks I'll leave him alone because he's being mean…well obviously he doesn't understand me that well.
She didn't know what she was going to do, but she'd definitely get his attention some how…
She sighted a familiar pair of overalls. Is that the new janitor? I sure think so. She walked up to the man who was ahead of her on the sidewalk. "Excuse me sir?" He turned to face her, his eyes glazed over. "Are you the new janitor?"
His red eyes brightened. "Yes ma'am, I most certainly am." He smiled at her.
She held out her hand and introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Kagome, I go to the school that you work at."
Kagome… He extended his long, bony fingers. "Onigumo, pleasure to meet you"
"Would you like to get some ice cream with me?"
"That would be just…lovely." His eyes danced.
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With Shippo: (Yes, I decided to add Shippo, but in this story, he's an adult.)
He was hidden behind his paper; all that was visible of him was a tuft of his red hair.
He looked across the parlor.
There he is. My man! He was staring at a man sitting near the window. He was wearing dirty overalls. Filthy animal, that's what he is. The man's dark, wavy hair was pulled into a loose ponytail. The hair was oily and matted.
And then…there's that girl. She was wearing a high school uniform. Her hair was dark and wavy and framed her face perfectly. I hope he doesn't hurt her; she's pretty cute for such a creepy man. What is she doing around him? Does she not see the lustful glances he is giving her? Should I do something? I know I was ordered not to, but what if she gets hurt?
He folded his paper and held it between his arm and side. He stood up, nodded at the 'cashier' and left through the glass door.
Well that's it, chapter three. I really hadn't planned on adding Shippo in this one, but I just thought up the perfect role for him
My beta reader has informed me that I should furthur explain Miroku and Sango's cases. Well, just in case you thought so too...you'll just have to wait for the next chapter. So, until nextime!
demonspawn666
Please review, I know I only have ten, but that makes me incredibly happy anyways! If I haven't answered your question completely, feel free to ask it again, I'll try harder the second time around!!!