In The Dark of The Knight Chapter 5, an Inuyasha + Batman the Animated Series Crossover fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Batman or Inuyasha. They belong to their rightful creators and distributors. But I do own some OC's that may and will appear in the fic. I also don't own any songs that might be mentioned in the fic. Those belong to their rightful artists.

AN: I'm glad everyone liked the last chapter. It was very hard to write out the fight scene, even though I was getting help from YukimuraShuusuke Girl.

For those who couldn't imagine Kagome wearing a sports bra with a kimono? I'll only ask you guys this… Do you know how hot a formal kimono can be, especially in a city as packed and enclosed as Gotham or New York?

I've worn a kimono during Halloween once with a pair of dance pants and a shirt with really short sleeves and even though the fabric of the kimono was as thin as satin, it was still hot and the temperature that Halloween night was cool. So it's best to wear something underneath that's not thick, like shorts and a sports bra or even a tube top-like bra. And I wore this kimono while trick or treating with friends in a rural/suburb neighborhood where there was plenty of cool breeze coming in, and it was still very warm.

Anyways, hope you guys enjoy… S. T. Nickolian's helped me with the first five paragraphs.

Chapter Five

Images of a young Asian woman fighting against the bulky henchmen and henchgirl of the Joker played across the large screens displayed in front of the masked man seated in the dark. Different angles showed how fluidly she moved compared to her attackers, and Batman tried to match her stances to any style he could find on the internet and in the databases he hacked into.

"Still no luck?" Tapping a button in front of him to pause all the screens at the point where the woman flipped onto one of the goons' shoulders, Batman didn't even look up to greet his sidekick and former Robin. "You've been in front of that computer for nearly two hours."

Frowning, the Dark Knight studied the screens carefully. "I don't get it, Dick." Pointing to the arc of her body and the angle of her legs, he compared it to the pictures of known styles in Japan. "This is a mix of multiple styles, all perfectly harmonized to create this flip. It gives her an incredible amount of momentum, making her size gain more strength than she already has."

Nightwing leaned on the chair to look at it. "Do you think she made it up herself after learning all of these? That'd take a long time."

Batman thought carefully for a moment. That would take a very long time… "Unless someone else, who had the time, created it for her."

"But who could've helped her? From what you told me, there are very few artists out there who teach their students to make their own style. Not to mention it's hard to create your own style with various known styles without messing up anything and perfectly harmonizing it." Dick pointed out.

Batman was silent for a moment, freezing the tapes at the point when Kagome used Harley's leg as a solid surface before hitting the side of the clown girl's head with a high kick of sorts. Because the woman was so quick in dealing this move, he had to put it in slow-motion to catch the move clearly.

He had never seen this move before and couldn't understand how his lighter side's secretary could manage this move. It was like she defied gravity for just a quick moment as she lifted herself up and swinging her leg to hit Harley in the head.

Not able to come up with any more answers, Batman got out of his seat and made his way to the Batmobile. Dick stared after him curiously, asking, "You gonna go see her?"

The older man didn't reply but jumped into his vehicle before the top automatically slide shut and cranked the engine and sped off out of the cave.

Dick sighed at his guardian's usual behavior as Batman, and he muttered to himself as he looked to the screens that still held the images of the Asian girl, "He's going to see her…"

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Kagome groaned with a stretch as she sat on the couch after a long day at the office. The police who were at the restaurant from three days before stopped by at Wayne Enterprises to talk to her about the incident and how she was able to beat the Joker and his men. Kylie worked as their translator for the so called interrogation.

She simply told them she had been through a lot of training to be able to protect herself since her family and friends had always worried about her safety, and she also told them that with enough dedication and determination to push your limits, you could go so far as to not feel pain; methods very similar to the ways of how the people in India block out their physical pain through enlightenment.

Once they felt that she weren't going to tell them anymore than that, they just let it drop and left.

The miko secretary was grateful that her boss wasn't in that day since she really didn't feel like explaining to him why the police were talking to her again about what happened at the restaurant.

Now that she was home, she just wanted to take it easy. And with her cousin out on another date, Kagome had the place to herself. Aside from the bustling noise that could be heard from a mile away, it was actually quiet in a nice way. Feeling in the mood to sleep under the night sky for tonight, Kagome went to her room, dressed in her warm pajamas, and took a warm blanket with her to the roof.

Once on the roof, Kagome wrapped the blanket around her shoulders before sitting cross-legged on a lounger after turning on the CD player Naiya left there when they decided to give their flower garden some music. Finding her cousin's favorite Nickelback CD in there, she turned the player on and skipped to track ten to play "If Today was Your Last Day".

After taking her seat, she listened to the English lyrics, even though she could only understand so few words. As she started to relax a little, she could feel that familiar energy of that primal being she felt from the day she was hired. But unlike when she was walking home, the aura felt like it was closer than before.

My best friend gave me the best advice
He said each day's a gift and not a given right
Leave no stone unturned
Leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less travelled by
That first step you take is the longest stride

If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you had?
If today was your last day

Batman watched the young Asian woman as she relaxed on her lounger chair with a comfortable blanket wrapped around her as she listened to the music. Over the music, he heard her muttering disappointedly about there not being any stars.

No one in Gotham could see the stars too clearly because of the city lights and the pollution. It was obvious to the Dark Knight that this Asian woman loved the outdoors and most often gazed at starry skies.

Against the grain should be a way of life
what's worth the price is always worth the fight
every second counts 'cause
there's no second try
so live like you're never livin twice
don't take the free ride in your own life

Batman heard Kagome sigh softly before she spoke in an equally soft voice, "Whoever you are, I know you're there. Please come out so I can see you."

If today was your last day
& tomorrow was too late
could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you had?
Would you call those friends you've never seen?
Reminisce old memories?
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreaming of?
Swear up & down to God above
that you'll finally fall in love?
If today was your last day

Although he wasn't sure how she knew he was there, Batman made is way to Kagome without hesitation. Once he was standing next to where she laid, he waited for her to acknowledge him.

Kagome turned her sights from the starless sky to the male who now made his presence known to her finally. If Kagome was still the girl she used to be at fifteen, she would've been startled by this male's appearance.

His attire was completely black, wearing a mask and cape. His build was very broad and muscular with a narrow waist and not an ounce of fat on him. What caught her attention the most was the symbol of a bat on his chest. It's meaning making her smile lightly with a soft laughter.

"Nani…?" Batman asked in a soft but gruff voice, curious as to what she found amusing.

If today was your last day
would you make it up by mending a broken heart
you know it's never too late
to shoot for the stars
regardless of who you are
so do whatever it takes
'cause you can't rewind
a moment in this life
let nothing stand in your way
cause the hands of time are never on your side

Kagome looked to the man next to her again, answering, "Nandemo nai. I just never thought I'd find a symbol that stands for such kouun." Glancing at him again, and noticing that he seemed to be raising a brow at her, Kagome smirked before standing with her blanket still wrapped around her shoulders.

As Kagome stood in front of him from her lounge chair, faintly noticing how tall he was compared to her, the miko secretary pointed to the bat symbol on Batman's chest as she explained, "In China, a Koumori is a symbol of kouun. And I never expected to see one in the city of Gotham… not to mention, one that has been watching over me since the day I was hired by Wayne Enterprises." She smiled softly at him, before she turned around to sit back on her lounger. Something about him seemed familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.

Batman was a bit surprised to hear Kagome say that she had known he was watching her since the day Bruce Wayne had hired her. Watching her leaning back into her lounger, he spoke, "I have some questions I'd like to ask you… about the incident at the Golden Dragon Chinese restaurant…"

Kagome's brows furrowed with a slight frown on her face as she glanced at him with a weary look in her eyes as she asked guardedly, "You're not with the keisatsu-tachi,are you? I had already answered their questions about how I had kicked that inakamono's ass, same with his lackeys."

The Dark Knight had to stop himself from smirking before he answered, "No, I'm not here about the Joker. I'm here to ask about the fighting style you used to defeat the Joker."

The miko blinked at this before asking, "Why so curious about my fighting style?" With how toned this guy looked, she would've guessed that he was exceptional in martial arts. But then again, Kagome learned her styles from two very different and very ancient clans; one being the Taijya from Sango and the other from Sesshoumaru and his clan's fighting style. Kagome just managed to use both while fighting against an enemy.

"I have seen the surveillance videos from the restaurant and noticed that you're fighting style is made of multiple styles that are known in Japan-"

"And you want to know what styles I used." Kagome finished form him, looking to him with eyes almost lit with mystery. After she gained a smirk at his raised brow, Kagome explained, "First of all, rather than multiple forms of martial arts, perfectly synchronized, I had only used two forms of martial arts. One from my Aniki, using only speed more than strength to defeat my opponents… and the other is from a very close friend who uses the size and momentum of her opponents to her advantage. Use these two forms of fighting, and you have a very formidable style that can deal with anyone who's bigger than yourself."

She didn't have to tell him that every other style originating in Japan was based off one of those styles.

Batman stared at her carefully, trying to process everything she just told him. It did make sense, he supposed. With the knowledge of using another's momentum to one's own gain, someone as small as his lighter personality's secretary would be able to fight off anyone that crossed her. "That still doesn't tell me what styles you used."

Kagome laughed, causing the Dark Knight to narrow his eyes. "Gomen nasai, but I can't give that information out as easily as you would like. If Aniki ever found out that I gave away the name of what may as well be his life's work, I would be disowned immediately." A flicker of sorrow flashed through her eyes, and Batman narrowed his own. "And as for the other one… you wouldn't know it anyway." Shewaved her hand dismissively and looked back up at the sky as if checking to see if the stars had come out yet.

Batman's usual frown deepened slightly. "You shouldn't underestimate my resources."

"Who said I was underestimating your resources?" Kagome asked calmly, turning her attention back to him, "I'm just saying that no matter how hard you look, you won't be able to find out the origin or name of the style. Trust me, even though I was taught the style, I couldn't find it in any known records… or martial arts history books."

The Dark Knight looked into her eyes, deciphering if she was telling the truth or not. But after seeing how calm and serious she was… Batman could see that she was indeed telling the truth but still, "I'll never know unless I look for myself."

Now it was Kagome's turn to raise a brow at him before shrugging dismissively with a rueful smirk as she turned her attention back to the sky, "Heh, okay. Happy Hunting!"

Batman waited silently for her to give him the name – he needed something to go off of – but, with her head tilted to the sky, he couldn't see the painful nostalgia fill her eyes. "The name is 'Kohaku-sentou."

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"I don't know, Bruce," a sigh escaped Dick Grayson as he massaged the back of his neck, relieving some of the cramps. "Maybe she was right. We've been looking through anything we could get our hands on for over a week and haven't found anything. All we found is the legend of the demon-slayer 'Kohaku-sama and the sacrifice of his own life to save his sister'."

Bruce looked up at his elder ward, hating to admit that he was right. After his darker side got the name from his secretary, Batman vanished from her rooftop, and Bruce and Dick searched every database, history book, and ancient scroll containing any information about martial arts. They even recruited Alfred to help them, still with no luck. "There has to be something…"

An exasperated huff from the door, called their attention, and Barbara scowled at the massive piles of dusty text scattered around the room. "Why are we even bothering, Bruce? It's not like she could join our little group." If Bruce picked up on the distaste coloring her voice, he didn't say anything, and Dick suppressed his own exasperated sigh.

"You aren't bothering, Barb." Bruce let his gaze fall back to the scroll spread out in front of him. "We are, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Barbara's scowl deepened, and she shot Dick a glare when he snorted in laughter. "That's not my point, Bruce. I'm saying does it really matter where she—"

"Bruce! Dick! You won't believe what I found!" Tim dashed past Barbara and grabbed his guardian's arm, trying to pull him out of his chair. "Come on! You gotta see!"

Bruce smiled in amusement as he watched his younger ward struggle to make his much larger frame move. "Tim, I'll come see it later, but I'm researching right now."

Tim huffed, tugging his arm more harshly. "No, you really gotta see! I was flipping through the channels, and I saw that move your secretary used! The one that downed Harley!"

A pile of books toppled to the floor with a loud crash as Bruce stood up quickly. "What?" Seeing that he finally got his attention, Tim grinned and ran back out of the room, the others following him quickly.

Once he reached the living room, Tim picked up the remote to the television and pressed play. Surprisingly, an anime came up, and Bruce narrowed his eyes. A reddish-pink haired girl in an elaborate futuristic armor, vaguely reminding him of Mr. Freeze, grabbed her opponent's leg as she tried to land a kick on her, and used it as a base, lifting her self up before landing a kick to the head. "See? I told you I found it," Tim stated proudly.

"Wait, wait! She got a fighting move from a Japanese cartoon?!" Dick asked, not believing what he was seeing from the TV and remembering the moves on the surveillance tapes.

"Ha! Bruce, maybe her fighting style came from cartoons? It's no wonder it's not in any records or anything. She probably made it all up." Barbara said almost haughtily. Maybe when Bruce sees that the girl's fighting style was nothing but a made up deal, he'll lose his interest in his secretary.

After a while of silence in watching what Tim had found, Bruce answered, "No, Barbara. I've studied almost all of the martial arts styles known in Japan and know for certain that everything that Kagome used for her style is a smooth and harmonized mixture of those styles."

"But when you had talked to her, sir, she said that she only used two, correct?" Bruce nodded to Alfred's question before the butler continued, "Perhaps there is a chance that she studied a form of fighting far older than the known styles? After all, every style is originated from somewhere."

Bruce frowned slightly as he thought over everything he knew about his secretary. She wasn't able to finish high school for a degree, but she knew more about business than he would have imagined a dropout should – meaning she was taught elsewhere. And she was damn good at fighting. Perhaps… "Alfred, I want you to figure out everything about her reasons for dropping out of high school. There may be something there we can use."

Alfred bowed. "Of course, Sir." Straightening, he raised an eyebrow. "May I suggest that you go into work today? From what I could tell in the police reports, they have been harassing Miss Kagome for the past few days."

Bruce nodded, ignoring Barbara's furious scowl. "Yes, that would probably be best. I do need to make an appearance every now and then, don't I?"

After, Bruce left with Alfred to go to Wayne Enterprises, Tim turned to see Barbara still scowling, "Whoa, what's gotten your panties in a wad?"

Neither of the boys got an answer from the redhead as she left the room without a word, leaving one boy confused while the other rubbed his forehead at the girl's behavior all because the man was interested in someone else.

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Once Bruce had arrived at Wayne Enterprises, he lit Alfred head back to the manor before making his way to the elevator and to his office. Arriving at his floor, one of his male workers came up to him saying that the police were there, "And they're speaking with your new Secretary… Ms. Hegerr…" too bad the young man was having a difficult time pronouncing the Asian woman's name.

"Higurashi, Kagome. Don't worry; I'll take care of it." Bruce corrected the male worker as he made his way to his office, right where Kagome's desk was outside of.

Kylie was standing beside Kagome's desk, obviously flustered with a small group of policemen around her. Bruce heard her translate something his secretary said, though it didn't hold nearly as much frustration and sarcasm as Kagome's. "I told you yesterday, last week, and at the restaurant, I was trained in self-defense while I was in junior high and high school because my family and friends were worried about my safety. Tokyo isn't as dangerous as Gotham, but it isn't the safest place to be, either."

Bruce frowned as he watched Bullock sneer, slamming his hand down on Kagome's desk, though he was impressed that she didn't flinch. "I don't buy it! You're a high school dropout, able to fight, and working for the richest man in Gotham – there's something suspicious about you! How did you get a job like this anyway? Are you sleeping with Mr. Wayne?" His voice dripped with distaste as he said the last two words.

The millionaire saw Kagome's eyes narrow and decided to step in before Bullock got what was coming to him. "I don't think you have the right to ask that, Detective." Bullock jumped at his voice, and Bruce's frown deepened. "It can be considered sexual harassment, even if the answer to your question is a profound 'no'."

Bullock sneered again, this time turning to face Mr. Wayne himself. They stared at each other for a few minutes, and Kylie and the other policemen watched them nervously. Bruce was curious when Kagome just rolled her eyes and went back to work. Interesting… But, he couldn't stand here with Bullock all day, so he furrowed his brows in innocent confusion. "By the way, why are you so focused on my secretary when you could be using your time trying to catch Batman?"

He watched in satisfaction as the detective stiffened. Scowling darkly, Bullock grumbled a few choice words before calling to his partner. "Let's get out of this hellhole."

Bruce continued to watch them until the elevator doors closed and Bullock was well on his way out of his building. He sighed in irritation before turning to the two women. "Daijobu desu ka?"

He heard a sigh from Kagome as she stood from her seat to go to her filing cabinet before she answered, "Hai, aritgato. They've been a pain in my ass since that night after that incident at the restaurant. Although, I preferred Gordon-Soukan better with him asking me his questions much nicer than that lard ass. Not to mention said lard ass keeps biting Kylie-Senpai's head off when she's only doing her job as a Japanese Translator."

She then turned her attention to him from the filing cabinet she was at, "And wouldn't I have been offered a bit of thanks for helping them catch that Joker guy? From what I've heard, he's been on the loose for quite sometime with no one being able to catch him. For all I care, I could've let the freak run off with the loot and all, not lifting a finger to stop him and then they would have a longer and harder time of catching him and his lackeys."

Bruce choked down his laughter as she continued to grumble. She was cute when she was irritated, though he did feel his darker side frown indignantly at the 'no one able to catch him' bit. "I'm sorry for not coming back into work earlier to get rid of him, then. From what I can see, the 'lard ass' was creating quite a commotion."

His eyes widened, and he bit his lip to keep from grinning when his secretary turned to glare at him. "Yes, speaking of that, where the hell have you been for the past week?"

Kylie sighed in relief as she slipped back to her office, leaving Mr. Wayne to fend for himself against Kagome's righteous anger. Besides, she wasn't sure how long she would be able to stifle her laughter if she had to stand in Bruce's presence too long. The image Kagome gave her of the famous womanizer Bruce Wayne kissing the hand of an okama was just too funny.

YAY! Finally done! And all thanks to S.T. Nickolian's help! She's been so great in helping me finish this so please also send Kudos to her for the help she had offered in making this chapter come a lot sooner.

Hope you guys enjoyed and please leave some nice reviews.

By the way, the anime Tim found is just a reference from CLAMP's Angelic Layer. If you watch the fight between Hikaru and Blanch then you'll see which move I used for Kagome to beat Harley.

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Reference

Nani – What

Nandemo nai – Nothing or Nothing at all

Kouun– good luck. This is the more proper term to refer to something as "good luck" while the "Gambatte" term just means, 'work hard' or 'keep up the good work'.

Koumori – Bat

keisatsu-tachi – a group of police. keisatsu is used to say police while Keíji is what you call a detective working for the police.

inakamono – Clown

Gomen nasai – I'm sorry

Aniki – a way of saying Big brother

Sentou – Battle, fight, combat

Daijobu desu ka – "Are you alright?" or "Are you okay?"

Hai – Yes

Arigato – Thank you

Soukan – Commissioner

Okama – Transvestite or Cross dresser.