A/N: wow…I am so so so so so sorry for this long update. I swear school has taken its toll on me. And if you read any of my other stories you will see that in the author's notes I have mentions going through some problems. So now that they are pretty much resolved I'm going to try and get back on top. Besides that it's break and I want to get out a few chapter for my lack there of.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

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Life in the Fast Lane

Chapter Fourteen

Enter Naraku

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"You little fucker! Where is Kagome? I know you have something to do with this disappearance!" Inuyasha yelled into the phone pacing in front of the TV in his living room. Sango and Miroku were sitting on the edge of the couch trying to listen.

"Oh, come now, Inuyasha. You don't possibly think that I would have stolen your precious wench. I thought we were on good terms." Naraku's silky voice floated through the receiver.

"Hell no. Where is she?"

"And now you think that I would tell you that easily. Don't make me laugh you pathetic weakling. If you want your woman back, then you will have to work for it. You know the routine. I take, you hunt." With that he hung up and Inuyasha through the phone at the wall in a blind rage.

"Fuck!"

"Inuyasha, who was that. Does he know where Kagome is?" Sango asked with tears in her eyes. Inuyasha closed his eyes and sat down on the couch taking deep breaths.

"Yeah. He has her…" he trailed off. "I know he does."

"Well what the hell are we doing sitting here?!" Miroku said standing up.

"Sit down, Miroku. There's not a snowballs chance in hell that we'll find her that way. We both know that." Inuyasha said, with his eyes still closed.

"What are we going to do? What is he does something to her?" Sango asked quickly, upset. Inuyasha placed his hands over his eyes and pressed, till he saw white and black spots. He had no clue what to do. He needed to think. And he was beyond pissed.

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Kagome groaned and blew her bangs out of her eyes, trying to sit up. She blinked open her eyes, letting them adjust slightly. She looked around and saw nothing, but dimmed lights illuminating carpeted walls. The room was fairly large, and with the dimmed lights it seemed as if the room was crimson. She tried to stand up but she realized that he hands were handcuffed to the floor.

"Who the fuck does that anymore?" she muttered to herself, peeved. Settling herself back down and making herself a little more comfortable on the cushiness beneath her butt, then looked around.

To her left and slightly diagonal to her form, there was a pair of double doors, which were oak, polished to perfection. She was sitting up against a wall, off to the side. Looking to the center of the room, there seemed to be a marble floored walkway, black marble, also polished to perfection.

Suddenly, Kagome heard heels clicking on the floor and looked over to the double doors. She idly wondered if the floor outside those doors was marble too. The doors opened and in came a lady in a pinstripe business suit – skirt and blazer, blouse underneath – and black pumps on her feet. She had a clipboard held daintily to her chest and her hair was swooped up in a tight bun behind her head, and there was a yellow, number 2 pencil stuck in it. she looked over at Kagome through her thick black rimmed (but very stylish and cute) glasses and smirked only slightly. Kagome wondered how she made that look still business-like.

"Kagome dear. I see you are awake."

"Who the fuck are you?" the woman clicked her tongue and stepped away from the door and towards Kagome, so that she was on the carpet at least.

"My, my. Such a dirty mouth on a young and pretty girl. You should get that cleaned up."

"Are you here to fucking criticize me, or are you going to answer my damn question?" Kagome accentuated each profane word and waited for this annoying woman to answer her question.

"Why you little-"

"Kagura. We must treat all of our guests with chivalry." A smooth voice floated into the room, but no one appeared yet.

"Yes sir." All of the sudden a man in a Gucci pinstripe suit, with long black and silky hair stepped through the doors, one hand in his pocket, one hand holding his blazer jacket over his shoulder. He acknowledged each woman with a slight incline of his head. He followed the marble walkway, up to three wrap-around stairs. When he got to whatever was up there, he clapped his hands twice, which illuminated the lights and floor lamps to become lighter. Kagome saw that what he had walked up the stairs to was his desk and below those stairs, on either side of the marble walkway, there were two plush cushion chairs, which matched the décor of the room. Kagome's eyes shifted back to the man as he pushed a button on his desk and behind him, ceiling to floor curtains - covering of course ceiling to floor windows - were drawn, revealing a wrap-around balcony. If you were to walk out onto the balcony, your breath would be taken away as you overlooked the city of Tokyo at it's best: night. Of course Kagome couldn't see all this from her position on the 'oh so comfy' floor cushions.

The man, who shall remain anonymous until Kagome learned his name, sat down at his desk and propped his feet up on his desk. He took a cigar out of a wooden box on his desk and put it to his lips, lighting it with a lighter that was next to the box. Then he took a long drag and puffed the smoke out, it creating a wreath around his head.

"Okay, now who the hell are you?" Kagome asked eyeing the man sitting all high and mighty at his desk. The man blanched and looked at Kagome as if she were crazy.

"You, don't know who I am?"

"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't know dumbass." She muttered, but she knew he heard it. An angry look overtook his face and he sneered at the dark-haired girl as he walked over to her, slowly, but surely.

"Look you little bitch," he accentuated his point further by grabbing her chin in a firm hold, and making her look at him. "I am one to be respected. You will treat me with respect or you will be punished severely for your shortcomings; that I assure you. Am I clear?"

"Just fucking crystal." She glared. Hard and cold. Enough to make Frosty the Snowman look like he should quit his day job. He heard a small chuckle behind him and looked up to see Kagura with a slight smile on her face.

"What's so funny?" he asked, annoyed.

"What was that you said about 'chivalry'?" she rose a cleanly waxed eyebrow at the man and he jerked his head to the door, and she got the hint and took leave. He turned back to Kagome.

"I'm glad we've had this talk. Now back to who I am," he said with a start, his attitude changing to that of an arrogant fool.

"Please. Don't let me stop you." She said in a bored tone.

"My name is Naraku Sasaki and I own billions of dollars worth clubs. Now do I sound familiar?" if Kagome wasn't so out of it, she would have realized that the name Naraku was familiar. As familiar as the fact that it was also Kouga's father's name.

"So like what? Are you expecting approbation?" he scowled.

"Respect little missy. You'll be tooting a different horn when all these details smack you in the face full force."

"What details?"

"Kagome you are a very clueless child. I know you're smarter than this. Pieces the puzzle together." He said slowly, his voice a little more quiet. "Think about it. It will all come into play."

"Just reiterate for me. I need a little push. It's not my fault I find myself in these fucking situations." She sneered.

"I'm rich. My name is Naraku. I own a chain of the most conspicuous clubs."

"Yeah, I'm gonna need more that that. Did you drug me?"

"That's besides the point. I don't want to have to tell you. Just figure this out for fuck's sake!"

"Temper my darling." She mimicked. "Anymore clues?"

"I have two children. One boy and one girl. They both go to your school in fact. Both seniors. the boy is older by a couple of months. Get it now?"

"Wow Naraku. Do you know how many boys and girls there are at my school? Well in case you didn't know, there are a few." She said in a sarcastic tone.

"Narrow it down to the rich kids, Kagome. You're thinking about it too hard. Just think easy." He went back to sit at his desk and turned his chair to look out the large windows.

"Rich kids, rich kids…" she muttered. She racked her brain.

"Two people who you have been involved with. You and that precious little fool of yours."

"Inuyasha? Stay away from him!" she shouted, whipping her head around to face him.

"Too late for that, I'm afraid. Okay, you're taking too long. Both their names start with K's." he said with the wave of his hand, upsetting the steady stream of smoke from his cigar. Kagome gasped.

"Kikyo and Kouga?!"

"Ding-ding-ding-fucking-ding! Took you long enough, pathetic wench." Kagome growled.

"Kouga can't be your kid. You just told me that your last name is Sasaki, like Kikyo – who I could understand – but Kouga's last name is Wolf.

"Indeed it is. But that wasn't a very good marriage. Had to end it when the bitch started to nag." He let out a snort and waved his hand again.

"So, like, you were married to Kouga's mom, then not even months later, you got with someone else and had Kikyo?"

"Correct." Kagome shuddered. What did all this mean?

"Why did you kidnap me though?" Kagome asked.

"You and Inuyasha have something I want. Two separate items, but both worth millions of dollars. I want them both, and then you can go." He said as if it were that simple.

"But…how do you even know about us? I mean, I've never seen you in my life." Naraku chuckled.

"This is the fun part, my darling. It's a very long story. May even be emotional for you. Are you ready? Or do you think you might not be able to handle it?"

"What the fuck did you do? Have you been stalking me?"

"Oh no my dear. Way more complicated than that…" he chuckled and dabbed out his cigar stud, turning to Kagome with cold and piercing eyes. "Let's start from the beginning shall we?"

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"What the hell are we supposed to do?" Sango asked, looking at both men. "Why would anyone want to harm Kag?" she started sobbing, and Miroku pulled her into a hug.

"We're gonna figure this out okay? Don't worry. I know that sounds hard to do, but just, try. Please?" Sango nodded, but the sobs still racked her whole body. Inuyasha was standing at his window in the living room and watched as night fell upon the city.

"This fucking sucks." Inuyasha breathed.

"Inuyasha…we should get your brother to help," Miroku suggested.

"No."

"You know he can help. He can provide us with the stuff we need. And he's good at solving cases and figuring out where people are." Miroku said. Inuyasha pondered this for a while. Sango fell quiet, as sleep overtook her sleepy body, and Miroku set her down on the couch to sleep while he and Inuyasha went into the kitchen to chat. Both men sat down and started at each other, the seriousness of this situation becoming a reality.

"Maybe calling Sesshomaru would be good." Inuyasha nodded to himself. "This is all my fault." He said quietly. It hurt him so much that Kagome was in danger and that he couldn't help.

"Don't start with that man."

"You know if this was Sango you'd say the same fucking thing." Inuyasha slammed his hands down on the table. "What the fuck am I supposed to do? I won't be able to function knowing that Kagome is in danger. What if something happens to her?"

"I know. You just gotta keep your cool. Kagome would want you to use your head. And we have to work together on this. To make it work. You know?" Inuyasha nodded silently. "You should get some shut eye. We all should. We'll stay here for the night, if that's okay." Inuyasha nodded again. "Okay, go to bed then. I'm going to stay up and watch Sango. Make sure she doesn't do anything rash."

"Okay. Good looking out man." Inuyasha stood up stiffly and headed towards the back of the apartment to get some sleep. He didn't know how he was going to manage it, but he needed to get some sleep so he could think clearly for the next day.

"Damn you, Naraku." This was Inuyasha's last thought, as he let his head hit the pillow and dove into a restless slumber.

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A/N: Okay. So a lot of you are probably thinking that this chapter was too short and that I'm not making a good effort. But I need to space the next few chapters out because they are action scenes and even though you hate it, I need them to have some type of suspense. So please just keep waiting and I know that outcome will be a good one. Thank you to all my reviewers and readers. You mean so much. Happy Holidays.

Later Dayz, TaintedMunkeyz