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Demon's Love

Chapter Three

"I'm going to kill you for this!" The drunkard yelled, throwing an empty wine bottle at the man across the room. The man ducked, the bottle colliding with the wall glass cascading down his back. With the growl of anger he took of at the other man tackling him to the ground.

Demon stayed at the back of the room, the shadows covering his body. He watched the scene before him with complete amusement. He came to the inn to help Kurodo, but he then thought, maybe the pirate needed to be taught a lesson. Kurodo was a young man, barely with Demon's crew for a year. He was becoming arrogant, thought himself invincible because he became a part of Demon's crew. He needed to be taken down a notch before Kurodo got himself or someone else killed.

Demon shook his head, walking towards the door. Let his crew handle this one without him. He wasn't in the mood for a fight. He was more in the mood to interrogate the woman that sneaked onto his ship. Kagome…the young woman who went unnoticed by his entire crew. A woman who was able to find his sword and fall asleep on his bed, holding it close to her. A woman who tried to tell him that his sword didn't belong to him, but to someone called Museum. The woman tested his limits like no one else had.

He walked through the alley, the stench of it filling his nose. Memories came flooding back to him, memories of his childhood. He was a little boy hiding within the alley to escape his parents arguing. His father was leaving mother for another woman. He had gotten his mistress with a child and wanted to live his life with her. After his father left that was around the time he stopped showing his emotions. The only emotion he showed was pure rage at the birth of Inuyasha.

"Woof! Woof!"

Demon stopped quickly, knowing that bark. He heard that bark for the past four years. It was from his dog, the one that was supposed to be on the ship. He turned around, a white ball of fur coming closer. He also noticed the small man racing behind him.

"Jaken…" Demon said softly.

"Milord, I can explain." The small man said quickly.

"You're supposed to on the ship, guarding the woman."

"Well, you see sir…there was a problem."

"What kind of problem?" Demon asked, stepping forward.

Jaken swallowed, sweat running down his forehead. He didn't want to tell his lord this, but there was no other way. He only wished he found the woman before Demon found him. The Gods weren't on his side this night. "The woman escaped."

"What!"

Demon turned away from his servant, walking through the crowded street. His faithful dog stayed by his side, sniffing the air. Mokomoko knew the scent of the woman. He knew that the dog would detect her scent even through the disgusting smells of the alleyway. When he did, Demon was going to punish her.

Man, where am I? Kagome asked herself, walking around the many people. She'd been walking around the city for what felt like countless hours. She had stopped several people to ask where she was but all she got was glares and people yelling for her to get away. Doesn't anyone have compassion anymore? Kagome knew that she would help someone in need, but that's just the priestess in her.

The sun was beginning to set and beautiful colors painted the evening sky. Even though it was breath taking, it proved to be a problem for Kagome. When the sun fully set, the night will caress the city; taking away the very thing she needed most-her eyes. Numerous, awful things could happen at night.

Shivers were making her body spasm, a clear note that it was cold. She wrapped her arms around herself, an attempt to keep herself warm. She was wishing that her school would change the uniform. The skirt came up to the top of her thighs, making her afraid to bend over. She was beginning to think of starting a petition. I'm sure many would-

"Pssht, hey lady."

Kagome stopped, turning her head to look down the dark alley where the voice came from. She couldn't see anything, so she tried to look harder, but couldn't see anyone within the darkness. Maybe she was hearing things.

"Lady!" The voice cried out again.

No, she wasn't hearing things. Someone was actually calling out to her. Cautiously, she walked towards the alley, her heart pounding against her ribs. Someone was finally wanting to help her.

"Hello, is anyone in there?" She called out softly from the entrance.

"Oh yeah, someone's here!"

A man's hand shot out form the shadows, grasping Kagome's wrist. She didn't comprehend what was happening till she felt herself being pulled forward. Then she started screaming.

"Oh God, me ears!" The man yelled, pushing the woman away from him. "Me think I've gone deaf!"

Kagome landed hard on the ground, her butt and her elbow taking most of the pain. She grunted, lifting her elbow to inspect the damage. Scrapped but not bleeding. A good sign.

"Kagome!"

She heard her name yelled out in the distance, and she turned to see who it was. However, her eyes didn't see a who, she saw a what. A huge, white dog, that she recognized as Mokomoko, was running towards her, its lip curled upwards, baring its sharp teeth to the world.

She watched in horror as Mokomoko jumped over her, leaping at the man who attacked her. Oh God, he's going to kill him. She had to find a way to stop him. No one deserved that not even this man.

"Woman, are you okay?"

She found herself being pulled upright, being turned away from Mokomoko's attack on the man. Golden eyes looked over her face, looking for any means of pain or discoloring. When he didn't find any, he turned to look at the man who grabbed Kagome.

"Yes, I'm fine." She whispered back, relief flowing through her body.

Demon nodded, taking in the information. He'd been looking for her for hours, hoping the dog would catch her scent. He wanted to believe that she was fine on her own, but his mind whispered scenarios to him; scenarios that he knew could happen to a young, beautiful woman in the city, alone. Throughout the search, he became angrier and angrier wondering how a woman could be so empty headed to take off into an unknown city without protection. She should be thanking him for finding her.

"Demon, you have to stop Mokomoko. He's going to kill that man!" Kagome cried out, breaking him from his thoughts looking over at the man cowering in a ball while Mokomoko pulled at his leg ripping clothing as he did so.

"Precisely." He growled in a voice that Kagome never heard before. He couldn't let this man be killed right in front of her.

"Demon, please, call him off. I'm sure the man has learned his lesson."

He looked down at the woman in his arms, seeing the tears as the brightened her slate gray eyes. He didn't want to call off Mokomoko, knowing full well what the dog could do to the man. But this woman was innocent of every aspect of life. He knew she would be horrified if this man was killed in front of her.

"Mokomoko, come here." Demon ordered, making Kagome slumped in relief.

The dog looked over at his master, his upper lip still curled back in rage. Blood was splattered across his muzzle, fur, and teeth from all the various bites that he'd given the man.

"Mokomoko." Demon growled, watching as the mutt finally obeyed. "Go wash yourself in the water, then hurry back to the ship. Jaken, take the woman back, and this time don't let her get away. I'll be there shortly."

"Where are you going?" Kagome asked softly.

"I have some business to take care of."

"Come on," Jaken said, pulling at her wrist. "Let's not make milord mad."

Kagome nodded, allowing herself to be pulled away, but she never looked away from Demon. She watched as he turned away from her, moving towards the man crouched down in pain. What was he going to do?

Jaken pulled her along through the maze of streets and people. She was beginning to feel the cool breeze from the ocean and knew that they were getting close to the port. Taking one final turn she saw the ship in front of her. Her mouth dropped open in surprise. The miniature in the museum didn't do it justice. The ship was magnificent, beautifully crafted. As Jaken and Kagome got closer, she saw "Silver Demon" painted along its side.

"Why is the ship at port?" Kagome asked. "Aren't you afraid the authorities will recognize you?"

Jaken turned his head and glared at her, still walking. "At this port there are no authorities. This here is an island crowded with criminals. No one cares."

That would certainly explain everything. Why no one wanted to help her. Why she could find the police.

They climbed up the ramp connected to the ship, walking onto the deck. There was two men sitting down leaning against the main-mast, passing a bottle of saki between them. As one was bringing the alcohol to his lips he froze when he saw Kagome step abroad. His companion looked at him with a quizzical expression, a second later following his gaze. He could feel his eyes almost falling out of his head. There was a woman on this ship. Most importantly, this woman came on board with Jaken.

"Hey shrimp! Who you got there?" One man asked.

"None of your business. Now get back to work before I tell milord what you've been up to!" Jaken replied.

Reaching the captain's quarters, Jaken shoved Kagome inside. She was able to catch herself before she would have met the floor with a very unfriendly bang.

"Now stay in here until Demon returns. Don't make him more angrier than he already is. He might not spare your life otherwise." Jaken told her, slamming the door behind him.

Kagome hated waiting. Given her many virtues, patience wasn't one of them. She was more of an outgoing individual. She rather be out there doing something instead of coaxed up in some room waiting for an egoistical, dangerous, and handsome man to decide her fate. Kagome felt guilty thinking of Demon as handsome. He was the enemy and she could feel herself becoming attracted to him. She had to keep telling herself that he was probably a womanizer. An ass. A cad. But even if he was a womanizer, he still saved her life.

She began to wonder what turned him to a life of piracy. If circumstances had changed would he still be the same man? Or would he be a husband and a father, a completely different person? Kagome smiled while walking towards the bed to sit down. Demon as a husband. She once read in a romance novel that a rogue makes the perfect husband if you can reform them. She wondered what it would take to reform Demon, or even if he would let a woman change him.

She fell backwards flinging her arms wide across the bed. Demon was gonna walk in at any moment demanding answers to questions she wasn't even sure she could answer. He would think her crazy. Probably drop her off at the loony bin. She had to come up with a plan fast. The pirate captain was going to come for her any moment. Guessing by the barking coming from the distance it was going to be very soon.