5.
With every leap he took his distance from Kagome was growing, as did the pain and cold of Kikyou's hold over his beads. Inuyasha's heart clenched when he thought about the pair standing guard over his best friend - Miroku was hardly a fighter and Sango would have a hard time protecting Kagome. He felt the only source of heat was his raging inner youkai, tearing at his mind and struggling against its bonds. With every passing second the hold Inuyasha held on it seemed to grow weaker, but he couldn't care about it, not when he had left his closest friends behind.
Kikyou ordered him to stop when he reached the edge of the park and they approached a black van. A dark-haired man exited the car and stood beside Inuyasha while Kikyou disappeared inside for a few minutes to dress in an uniform identical to Kagome's. When she emerged she ordered the man - Onigumo - to send more people to deal with the Slayer while she was going to take Inuyasha and pretend to be his mistress. With him obeying her demands and her looks so similar to Kagome she would be able to enter the Higurashi Shrine and steal the Pearl back. She ran her hand through her hair and smiled at Inuyasha
"We can even try and take down the old hag," she said with a serene smile.
"So the Slayer goes down. What about the Kagome girl, mistress?" Onigumo asked, glaring at the hanyou standing tensely while Kikyou wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head under his chin, obviously trying to coat her scent with his. "Do you want to harvest her power or just kill her?"
"I don't really care," Kikyou shrugged. "You can play a little with her, in her state she won't pose any threat. I'm afraid you have to be quite rough to get to her. But keep her alive and bring back to the Shrine, we'll drain her reiki. If you do well, I'll let you play with her more later," the Bellflower looked up when she felt the hanyou suddenly relax. All the time since she had grabbed his beads his muscles had been tensed, as if he had been fighting against her hold, but now... Inuyasha seemed to accept her power over him. His eyes were closed and his face expressionless when his ears were following leaving footsteps of Onigumo. He could hear his voice when he talked through a phone.
"Hitem? Tell your mistress that the holy quintet cornered the Slayer and the Wench. Grab everyone and come play..."
Inuyasha's ears plastered against his skull - the Wench was the nickname he had given to Kagome at the beginning of their life together.
He didn't care about the Pearl. He cared about his friends fighting in the park and his miko calling his name in a broken, shaking voice he could barely hear through the sounds of fighting and his own blood rushing through his veins. There were no onlookers, ordinary citizens were long gone from the park and areas closest to it. There were only Bellflowers running in the direction of shouting and cursing. There was no one who could help them.
He hadn't been friends with Sango and Miroku for long, but he valued them like some people valued loved siblings. And his feelings towards Kagome - even if he hadn't told her about them yet - were much stronger than he could express with words.
She was calling him.
He wanted to follow her voice.
He couldn't let her get hurt. He couldn't let the Bellflowers harm his friends and take away Kagome's power.
His youkai was calling to him, despite his better judgment he was listening to it, his human heart weakening the hold on his inner beast. After all, they wanted the same thing - to spill blood, to maim, to kill, to destroy. He flexed his claws.
He had to hurt those who had dared attack Kagome. Those who had dared attack his mate.
"Come, mutt, take me to the Higurashi Shrine. We have a Pearl to fetch," said Kikyou after watching the retreating figure of Onigumo for a moment. She didn't notice the youki rising around her.
Inuyasha's eyes opened.