Destruction to all that is spineless. That was the memo and that was what I was there to do. My name is Inuyasha Couture, I'm not a murderer. I swear. Murderers are other people. Murderers are people who kill people for a reason. I'm not one of those people. I'm not a murderer. I'm a weapon of mass destruction. I'm a bloody assassin. But murderer, yeah, I'm definitely not a murderer.

--Inuyasha

Chapter 1

Merry Go Rounds

He checked his watch casually, tapping his fingers patiently against the maple desk. His straight silver hair glistened in the sun while his golden eyes glowed in the dim light. Sesshomaru titled his head to the side trying to catch the eye of the silent monk. He didn't have time to be patient. There were other victims to worry about but this one… this victim was his favorite.

He thumbed through the leaflets, still trying to envision that Inuyasha would get to Orleans soon. He couldn't wait until he seen Kagome's face again. Not that he bore any feelings for her. He didn't care for her but he knew Kagome was the best and she couldn't be on anybody else's side but his own. Also he knew that Kikyou Deshore, the real Kikyou, was a traitor and couldn't be trusted with Kagome Higurashi. It just couldn't be done. He refuse to have Kagome in Kikyou's grasps for any longer because the longer Kikyou had Kagome the easier it would be to persuade her to the other side. He just couldn't have that.

"You do know that Inuyasha thinks that Kagome is Kikyou, right?" The monk said, breaking the silence.

"In his mind, Kagome Higurashi doesn't even exist. Let him think what he wants as long as he gets the job done." Sesshomaru replied, inspecting his talons, "Besides wouldn't him knowing that he has a past with Kagome make him go against her instead of going against Kikyou."

"That's tru—Wait…" Miroku narrowed his eyes, "He thinks he's going to kill Kik, I mean Kagome."

"He is going to kill Kikyou." Sesshomaru said a-matter-of-factly, "Once we have Kagome, we'll tell him the truth."

"The fabricated truth?"

"Of course, Heaven's knows what he'll do if he finds out that he never met Kikyou Deshore. That would be utterly ghastly and we might have to do everything ourselves after all."

Inuyasha sat there with his eyes closed contemplating whether or not gas was really worth three dollars a gallon. Not only was it high and he had only three hundred in his pocket which was supposed to get him from Paris to Orleans but the girl in the back was making so much racket that she was making a scene. But whatever, Inuyasha shrugged, taking his receipt from the gas pump, the girl could make any scene she wanted to, it still didn't change the fact that nobody could see her.

"For heaven's sake, what is that noise?" Some elegant lady sneered.

Inuyasha sniffed, "My dog, Fluffy, she hates the smell of gasoline."

"Oh no." She gasped.

"Yes. I know. It's utterly ghastly." Inuyasha replied in the perfect imitation of his elder brother.

"Well you take good care of her, okay, young man." Inuyasha nodded, getting into his car.

"I will, ma'am." Inuyasha slammed the door shut, turning around to glance at the girl, "Don't make me come back there. I'm a beyond serious, you're now in the arms of the master and I have no time to sit here and baby you."

Kagome looked flabbergasted, opening her mouth in awe. She pointed at him while she narrowed her eyes in shock, confusion, so on and so forth. Inuyasha smiled smugly, folding his arms around his chest. Well, it was good to finally gain some recognition. He was the most feared assassin in all of Japan.

"You… you BASTARD!"

He rolled her eyes, he didn't expect that from her, "I know, let it all out, Kikyou."

"SHUT UP! I'M NOT KIKYOU!" Kagome exclaimed.

"Yeah. I know. You said that like twenty times before we went to the gas station. I know, I know, I know. But unfortunately, I also know that you're lying."

Kagome flumped to her seat, folding her arms across her chest before muttering, "I'm not Kikyou. I'm Kagome."

"Yeah, well I'm also not Inuyasha, Mufasa at your service."

"Shut up. Mufasa died at the beginning of the movie, moron."

"No, he didn't. Everybody knows that he comes back to life in the Lion King 2."

"No he didn't." Kagome replied obviously annoyed, "He didn't come back to life in the Lion King 2 because it was about Simba's daughter."

"Shut up. Nobody was talking to you anyways."

They fell into silence.

"You're wrong."

"I am not wrong." Inuyasha sniffed.

"But you are."

"Am not!"

"Whatever."

"Yeah. Well whatever back to you, bitch."

Now what was he thinking, oh yeah, Orleans. How in the hell did Sesshomaru expect him to get to Orleans unscathed? All he knew that she had to die, she was the rat in the operation, the mole that deserved to die, and he didn't know any more synonyms at the moment but Kikyou Deshore had to die and that was all there was to it. She stole one of the Successions most prized assassins and that couldn't be forgiven.

He stared into the review mirror, watching her mock him silently. Someone that sweet couldn't be a cunning assassin but he didn't survive this long thinking that people with sweet faces can't be killers. That was his motto; trust nobody because it was better off that way. He couldn't afford to get hurt again.

The real Kikyou Deshore peek her head into Kagome's hotel room, trying to fake a concern face. Wow pretending to be concern is harder than I thought. Kikyou held a plate of strawberries in her hands while pushing open the door. Another reason why Kikyou hate being the double of The Kagome Higurashi like she was all that great. She wasn't even a great actress yet she won seven awards at the Actors whatever award. Didn't even deserve it. Stupid cunt.

"Kagome. Kagome, I brought you strawberries and chocolate. Your fav…" Kikyou called out in a disgusting sugar coated voice.

All Kikyou wanted to do was ram those strawberries down her throat and choke her but then Naraku would probably send Sango to kill her. Damn. Kikyou stepped into the room, scanning the horizon. Didn't look like she was home. Pity.

"She's been kidnapped."

Kikyou jumped, staring into the dark eyes of Sango Reeves, "Pity."

"By Sesshomaru."

"Oh well." Kikyou shrugged.

"You do realize that Naraku is looking for you?" Sango taunted, "I heard he's pretty pissed.

Kikyou turned around, "Wait, you haven't seen him, yet?"

"Of course not." Sango smiled, "You're his bitch, not I."

"Fuck you, Reeves."

"Yeah, you too. Oh and by the way, Naraku has told Koga to tell me to tell you that, if you don't get Kagome back in three weeks then you should run, far, far away." Sango sneered at Kikyou's tray of strawberries, "Wow, kissing ass must be your specialty."

Kikyou snarled, "I'll show you kiss as—" Kikyou realized Sango escaped out of the window, already too quick for Kikyou to even think of a come back, "Stupid bitch. Can't stand her."

Stupid bitch, she always had to do something that made everybody panic over her. What made her so great anyways, so what that she was the key to whatever was a great assassin, so what; she was still a little bitch. Kikyou plucked a strawberry into her mouth, while sitting on the bed, now who did she have to kill in order to get the little bitch back?

I feel bad for yelling at you guys. Just send me an email at rokkstarsmle at yahoo .com no spaces and I'll help you to understand. It just pisses me off when people don't leave email addresses and then ask for me to explain things.