A/N: Sooooooooooooo sorry about the lack of updates. Thank you guys sooo much for your patience. You'll see the chapters sooooooo eventually uploaded. I will soooooooooo finish this story. And probably make a sequel. Soooooooooo.
And if there are any typos (which there probably will be) I have no beta. I can use that as an excuse.
And I know this is short, but…it's all I can give right now /
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Chapter 19
Flight
The jet-black limo pulled up to the remains of what used to be an extravagant hotel. The area was clear…just as he had planned. Not a single soul was there. No signs of the police, no yellow "DO NOT CROSS" tape, no red and white cars hanging around.
'Good.'
A smirk found its way to Naraku's face as he inspected the piece of crystal held between his fingers. It glowed pink, and gave off a faint warmth, but other than that didn't burn him. Of course it wouldn't. He wasn't human.
His leather shoes clicked as he walked down the sidewalk, stopping in front of the enormous wreckage. Two burly men followed him, scanning the area.
Naraku acknowledged them with a nod, and held the Shikon half to the sun. It shimmered and glittered, sending off streams of pink light, highlighting the ground and their shadows. Then, an image floated up from its depths, foggy like a window on a winter's day, but clear nevertheless.
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Was it a dream? Yes, yes it was. As soon as Kagome opened her eyes, she would be back in her apartment watching a daytime talk show, a bowl of chips on her lap. She would not remember anything about Hawaii, a mysterious vacation, or Inuyasha.
'Inuyasha?'Alas, it was reality. Her whole body was aching, it was rough around her wrists and ankles, and there was an unusual weight on her stomach. She slowly opened her eyes, expecting the worst.
"Oh…" What a hideous sight it was.
The whole chamber was streaked with blood and even flesh. A disembodied arm rested in the corner. Ripped fragments of clothing littered the room like confetti. And a mass of silvery white hair speckled with red was resting on her stomach. Two silver dog ears rested atop the head, twitching every once in a while.
She bit her lip. So she had imagined it. Inuyasha did not have lengthened claws, and from what she could tell, fangs. He still had puppy ears, but she wasn't afraid of those.
"Inu…Inuyasha?" The word escaped from her throat, grating it and making her feel like a razor was dragging through it. Inuyasha's head lifted warily, his no-longer crimson eyes focusing on her tear-stained face.
"Kagome." His eyes widened when he realized just where the hell they were. He cursed and stood up quickly, but he had not taken two steps before he clutched his head and fell back down on his rear.
"Ow…" Whatever was going on in his head, it felt way worse than a hangover. And he was in his hanyou state. What the hell?
Then it all came crashing down on him, hard enough to make him groan and fall on his back. His Shikon necklace…it was gone. He heard clinking behind him and turned to see Kagome clearly for the first time. What he saw made him gasp.
"Ka…Kagome," the hanyou whispered, rushing over as fast as he could (not very fast) to undo the bounds holding the girl to the wall, all the time trying to avoid her uncovered lower region. A pole, saturated in blood on the floor next to her, made it clear what had happened to her. It made him so angry. How dare they take advantage of an innocent girl!
'The bastards…' he thought angrily, and his eyes began to bleed crimson as he unclasped the handcuffs on her ankles. Then he felt something wet and hot dropping on his face, and they became amber again."Sh-sh," Inuyasha soothed, touching Kagome's cheek gently, "don't cry. You've suffered enough."
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"I think we need to help them."
"What concern are they of to us?"
"He's your brother, sir, if I may point out. You found out about it. He would have probably done it for you."
"Don't make me laugh. After what I did to him? Unlikely."
"It is possible."
"Hn."
Tapping his long fingers on the embedded desktop, the man leaned back to look out the window behind him. A glistening view of hiscompany's parking lot greeted him. Turning back to the slightly uncomfortable assistant in front of him, he drew out an elongated breath through his nose.
"He will not know the help was mine."
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Sango shifted in her seat, trying to muffle her violently grumbling stomach. "Do you think they'll feed us?"
Miroku sighed and tried to get comfortable in his chair, an incredibly difficult task. "Not really, actually."
"I'm so hungry…" Sango whimpered, "If I don't eat something soon—"
"Don't think about food," was the dark-haired boy's pointed answer.
Her stomach growled again, louder this time.
The young man's stomach answered her.
Sango giggled. She couldn't help it. Miroku tossed her a strange look. They were in one of the worst possible situations, and she was giggling? The absurdity of it all made him smile as well, and soon they were laughing, even if weakly, and the mood in the room lifted just a bit.
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Kagome sighed. "What time is it?" How many days, weeks, months had it been? Did her family know? What would Souta do? What would her mother do? She bit her lip as another shooting pain ran across her abdomen.
Inuyasha sighed. "Who knows?"
She trembled and leaned her head back on Inuyasha's bare chest, using his ripped shirt as a blanket. "It feels like a dream, doesn't it? Yet, it's not…it's too cold, and…it hurts."
Inuyasha nodded, running his hands through her tangled black locks and looking at the ceiling. "Do you have the energy to move at all?"
Kagome tried to get up, grimaced, and shook her head. "I don't think so."
The hanyou frowned. "Well we have to get out of here soon. They're probably on their way here to check on you after hearing the crash." He put one arm under Kagome's knees and one on her back and grunting, picked her up bridal-style.
Rolling his eyes, he muttered to himself, "It's a wonder I have any energy left." Sometimes he was thankful to have demon blood.
Kagome shut her eyes and gripped him tight.
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"Have you found anything yet?"
The two men shook their heads, sweat flying from their brows. The afternoon sun blazed on them with an intense ferocity, turning their hairless scalps an unattractive pink. What a day to forget sunscreen.
Naraku scowled, watching them from the limo window, swirling the ice in his drink. Clumsy bastards. They'd never find the other half. Putting his drink down, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed his assistant to check up on the prisoners. Just in case.
The call did not make him very happy.
"Shit!"
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Breathing hard, Inuyasha pressed himself against the corridor wall and away from the security camera. Kagome held on to his calves, herself on her knees, just as out of breath as he was.
"What…now?" she panted, "How're we going to get past that?"
"Shh!" Inuyasha hushed her. He bit his lip and searched for the camera's blind spot. There did not seem to be any. Then he heard footsteps. Big, loud footsteps. Kagome gasped and clutched Inuyasha's waist. The hanyou leaned down and picked her up, wondering where to run to. Suddenly, a thought hit him like a brick in the face.
'Well, duh…' And he jumped in the air, landed on the guard's face, and leaped away.
Kagome grabbed Inuyasha's shoulders so tight her fingernails dug into him. Inuyasha cursed and tried to ignore it, but damn those fingernails were sharp!
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A/N: Sooo sorry for the long wait. Finals coming soon. I know, I know, I'm sick of excuses, too --