Chapter 7
Over
She wandered down the halways in search of Sesshomaru.
"Uhm... excuse me...," She whispered to a shorter person.
"What do you want," He growled back.
"Do... do you know where Sesshomaru is?" She said boldly.
He pointed her down the halway and into a widely open room. There sat Sesshomaru tall and stiff, cold and arrogant sipping a cup of coffee.
"Get up," She growled.
"My dear, whatever could be troubling you?" He asked.
"You heard me, Get Up. I want to go home!" She yelled.
He furrored his eyebrows, folded his newspaper, and laid it on the coffee table. He turned the television on, "You never
told me you were related to someone famous." He smirked and looked toward the television.
Kagome furrowed her eyebrows wondering what he could possibly be talking about. At a little further attention, she heard the news broadcaster.
"A major further report shows that some where between 9:30 and 3:00 AM Tsuyo Higurashi died from a sneak cancer attack. Also Further information shows
that she would have not requested a Recessitation..."
Tears fell from Kagome's eyes.
"Tell me why you don't live with her." He demanded, grabbing her upper arm.
"Because," She paused, "She sent me off to boarding school when I was eleven, she didn't have the money to support us. She had always focused on her clothing
store line, even though I knew it would never fly, when it finally did, I had already turned seventeen, and we had drifted too far apart. She would still
write me letters, and junk, but it just never seemed like she was there. In a letter she told me that she was sending me to live with a family friend, so
that I would keep myself in a stable environment. I guess she just forgot to mention all of this." Sesshomaru sat in front of her. Kagome looked past him and
to a picture of his mother.
"So... a chapter of my life now..." She whispered. He got up and walked out of the room quietly. Kagome just sat there, listening to the reporter say virtually the
same thing, over, and over, and over again.
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Sesshomaru sat down on the bed in his room. So, she wasn't exactly a princess. He hung his head down gazing at a picture of he and his mother. Tears leaked down
from his face and he kept remembering the traumatic events; over, and over, and over again.
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"I'm sorry Graycn, but if we leave now for her, he will suspect us, we have to provoke him, if he wants a trade then he won't harm her. Its like an auction
to him." Kayle said, "I have a journalist writing a business letter to him, asking for a proposition."
Graycn clenched his fists and walked out. "Son of a bitch." He muttered under his breath.
Graycn looked up to a television stand nearby, and stopped in front of the dirty glass. There was a reporter, who was saying something about Yurima Hiroshima's
death. The picture, and the name sounded oddly familiar. His cell phone rang. Unknown number.
"Hello?" He answered.
"Oh. Hi mother,"
"Yes, I did hear of a recent death, no ma'am, I don't know her." He said.
"Kagome's? Seriously?" He asked.
"Okay, alright, okay mother, I love you too," He said.
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Kagome walked down the hallway and into a room with him.
"Sesshomaru?" She said pushing the door open slightly. She saw him sitting on the edge of his bed, hunched over. No proper posture for a gang leader.
She leaned forward and touched his sleeve. A waterdrop was on the picture he was holding. At a closer glance, it was a picture of he and his mother at a younger age.
"Sesshomaru... can I ask a question?" She whispered. He didn't say anything, only shrugged her hand away. He stood up and walked to the nightstand setting the picture
back down, then to the doorway.
"Please?" She said. He stopped and turned around to look at her over his shoulder.
"What......, what exactly happened to your mother?" She asked. He walked back to the bed, his bed, and sat down on the edge, crossing his fingers. When I was seventeen,
Graycn had just turned sixteen, he had just entered a mob. He had always hung around the wrong crowd in school, and he had made a commitment. My father owned a mafia,
and was killed when I was seven, as a result the Mafia rightly became mine at eighteen. The mob that Graycn joined was and always will be pitted against mine. So
as the initiation, Graycn had to kill me so the Mafia would never come to be.
On the thirteenth of may he came to my mom's apartment, we were going to the market. He and another boy were there, waiting outside. I remember looking up and walking out of the door
after her." His eyes started to tear up, but as he blinked they vanished. "I heard a gunshot, My mom lie on the ground, bleeding perfusively from her neck. I screamed, pulling out
my own gun, I shot at Kayle, the man he was with. My eyes were so tearfilled though that I missed. A bystander called the ambulance and they took her. By the time they
got there, she had already died, she was trying to tell me not to go into the mafia, but I vowed to her that I would avenge her."
Kagome was silent. She didn't know how to take it, because his shoulders had relaxed, and his eyes were glossy. Who was this man that she had loved as a brother for so long?
Sesshomaru grabbed a remote and turned on the TV to the news.
"More of that damn presidency shit. I swear, America is going to tear itself apart." He growled
"So..., what now?" She asked. A knock on the door.
At a glance to a camera, a personal waiter.
"Come in." He said. The waiter came in with a cup of water, and a small pill on a tray. He lowered it in front of Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru grabbed the water, and the pill. Beneath the water,
was a letter.
"What is this?" Sesshomaru asked flipping it over.
"It has been scanned sir, fingerprinted, and many other possibilities."
Sesshomaru grunted and opened the letter. "Leave." He growled. He yanked the letter out of its blue envelope. He read it twice. He pushed Kagome over onto her bed.
"Do you know anything about this letter?" He growled puliing out his gun. Kagome's body stiffened against his. She shook her head. He put his gun away and leaned down to
her face. He pushed his lips up against hers, separating them with his. He pushed his body down on her and let his hands start to bit her bottom lip, signaling
for her to kiss back, which in turn she did. Kagome pushed on his chest. He Lifted himself and went kissing down her neck.
"More recent studies show that someone has been kidnapped, the name has not yet been released, but there is a young girl around nineteen or twenty who has midwaist black hair,
bright blue eyes, and olive toned skin. She stands at about 5'7", and is very slender weighing in at about 130lbs.
"There hasn't been enough detail to know when she was taken."
Sesshomaru ripped away from her and his eyes were on the screen. He started to shake, his arms still on either side of Kagome. Her heart notted up, and her stomach turned.
"Fuck."
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Graycn listened to the television in their headquarters spell out the word Doom for them.
"No, no! Shut the fuck up! No! God damn it!" He yelled.
"Get Sesshomaru's number on screen now, quick, we don't have time!"
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She sat with her own malacious laugh echoing off her apartment walls. The TV screen glowed in her dark room.