A/N: For the 'Wall' theme on Dokuga's LJ comm - 300 words, no more no less.
Originally posted on September 13, 2010. It won first place!
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Offense
Kagome walked home from the station two hours after her shift ended. The captain's orders to her were simple - follow Sesshoumaru Taisho to his meeting with Naraku. Don't interfere.
There wasn't enough evidence to do anything else. The police would have to play a waiting game, trying to find a moment where Naraku made a mistake. Until then, they could only watch as men and women - both human and demon - were swept into his web. Some of them turned up dead, and some were drawn in further and further, until they were just as dirty as Naraku. The lucky ones were in jail, forced to take the fall for their boss when something went wrong.
Kagome bit her lip as her hand fell to the sidearm hidden under her jacket. She shouldn't be carrying it - Japanese gun laws were so strict that simple possession was the mark of a cop. Still, she couldn't help herself. She had invested so much into this investigation, but she would give it up to save someone else from Naraku's trap.
Maybe she'd come to her senses before she ever faced Naraku. The Blue Wall of Silence would never protect her for the cold-blooded - even deserved - murder of the demon crime boss.
"It's not just for Sesshoumaru," she murmured to herself. "It would be for all of us."
She stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, ignoring the contemptuous glances from the other pedestrians. Only her world-weary sigh made them rethink making any nasty comments. Kagome turned and headed back towards the station with a sigh, determined on returning her firearm to its locker.
She would have to trust herself, the captain and the department. She would have to trust Sesshoumaru. He would never give in to Naraku. Neither would she.
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A/N: The Blue Wall of Silence is the code between police officers where they remain silent when one of their own engages in misconduct, errors on the job or even a crime.