Okay, I'm asking you if you are girls because I don't seem to have any male readers...
Chapter Sixteen: You free your life
Miroku turned around to find the hooker from last night standing in the doorway, wearing a business suit. He gawked at her disbelievingly. "You're our therapist?"
"Yes I am, my un-paying client. And you will learn to deal with it, Mr. Ito."
Kagome looked confused. "You know her?"
"Yeah, she's a hooker. My dad hired her last night."
Inuyasha snorted. "Hooker?"
"Yeah."
Kagura placed her purse on her desk. "Again, Mr. Ito, I must stress that you will learn to deal with it."
"Fine. You better be good, though."
"I'm good at both jobs, Mr. Ito."
Kagome and Sango began laughing, and Miroku and Inuyasha's jaws dropped.
The therapy went smoothly, and afterwards, the four of them went shopping for beds. They picked out two beds that were to be delivered later that day.
They were finally going home when a bullet went through the windshield. Miroku turned the steering wheel sharply and ran the car into the cement median. He checked the rear-view mirror anxiously. Kagome was lying on Inuyasha in what looked like a very compromising position. Miroku spoke, his voice spooked but firm. "Everyone alright? Hey, Inuyasha, Kagome, I would really appreciate it if you two got off of each other. Wait 'till the beds arrive."
Half a dozen police vehicles surrounded the now smoking car. A rather burly officer began speaking into a megaphone. "Miroku Ito, step out of the car with your hand above your head. Any passengers come out too. You will not be harmed; we just want Ito."
Miroku stepped out of the car. He was almost instantly jumped by two policemen holding pistols. They slammed him against the car forcefully and cuffed his hands. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law."
"Um, Officer, I thought you said I had three days."
"The judge figured it would be safer if you were arrested now." He smiled slightly. "You left one hell of a trail for us to follow, boy. Those two men you beat up, your therapy, that bed place."
Miroku grinned as well as he could with his face smashed against the hood of his car. "Well, the innocent don't expect to be followed around, do they?"
The others had stepped out of the car. The officer was shoving Miroku into the back of a squad car unceremoniously. Miroku caught Sango's eye and nodded at her to come over.
She came over. "What?"
"You'll have to sign for the beds. I don't know if we have enough food to eat; you'll have to go shopping tomorrow. You know what I like, and you can ask the other two what they want. You know my PIN, so get whatever you want or need. And..."
"That's enough, Ito." He shoved Miroku into the car roughly. The young man mouthed, "Call me," through the back window.
Wow, listening to Steven Lynch whilst typing is a major pick me up!