Disclaimers: I do not own Inu-Yasha
Chapter Five: Courtroom Drama: Save it for Your Mama
"I understand that both parties are unable to reach an agreement, and as such they've decided to leave the power to the courts," Judge Yura Zikura stated in a monotone, glancing between the two groups of people standing before her.
There are many things which could be said about the Judge, but then again if you did, you'd lose before you even started. However, that same sentiment doesn't work with Sesshomaru; who would ever in their right mind try to challenge the highest power in Japan, someone who falls short of a fool, that's who.
"Well," Yura drawled out, looking from Miss Kimiachi to a squat elder standing beside Sesshomaru.
"That is correct, your honor," Miss Kimiachi replied.
"Yes, yes, that is the case," the elder man squeaked, wincing a little from the elbow Sesshomaru rammed into the side of his body.
Now, Myouga was a world renowned lawyer, also known as a world renowned chicken. Rumor has it that Myouga could smell trouble from a mile away. But not to worry, Myouga gave everyone fair warning that trouble was coming, he used his gifts for good, not evil like psychics gaining the million dollar lottery numbers and using them for their own needs. Also, Myouga had a special way of giving fair warning – he ran. That's right, he runs away, he could be in an intellectual conversation about his family and in mid-sentence, he could be gone; high-tailing it faster than a cheetah. So underneath his short, pudgy, semi-bald demon exterior laid the makings of a one hundred percent chicken.
"Really, and this case is what exactly?" Yura questioned, idly doodling on the documents before her. In her professional opinion, Yura truly believed her job sucked. From nine to five she had to endure sitting in that stiff-backed chair, watching case after case pass through. The worst part was that over eighty percent were guilty and she could always tell. They just oozed out self-confidence and held a smug look in their eyes . . . it also didn't hurt that with her demon powers she could sense a lie in the air.
"It's a case of custody for a boy named Hiro," Myouga replied, giving a smug look to Miss Kimiachi, knowing full well she wanted to be the one to speak. He heard of her, the cheap defense lawyer. Taking any pity case available to gain her name in the newspaper, and her strategy was well known also. Keep your mouth shut when you have to and if possible do all of the talking when needed. That way the judge thinks you know what you're talking about.
"I see . . . pitiful, you two couldn't have just shared custody?" Yura threw out, not bothering to look up; she was too into drawing a picture of a bee crying because it was allergic to flowers. "It's just pitiful how humans are ruining the meaning of marriage. Humans should take a leaf from us demons, especially dog demons. We know how to pick a mate and stick with them."
'Psh, hardly.' Kagome rolled her eyes at the comment, knowing all too well the falseness of it.
"If I may mention one thing your honor," Myouga piqued, his pointed nose reddening with the brazen way he spoke out, because if truth be told the only reason everyone knew him was because he was the Hazuki's private lawyer. In fact, this was his first case in half a century, his last one being the brothers' dad's divorce from Sesshomaru's mom. So Yura's comment about dog demons and mates wasn't entirely true, and yet no one in the room needed to know about that.
"If you must," Yura sighed, waving her hand dismissively.
"The defendant and my client are not even married; in fact they've never been in any type of relationship whatsoever together."
"Really!" Yura's eyebrows shot up in mild interest. "Then whose child is it really?"
"My client, Inu-Yasha Hazuki," Myouga supplied, hoping the change in her tone meant a good thing for their side of things.
"Really, well that settles the case," Yura pronounced with a smile, finally looking up at the people before her.
"What?!" Kagome's insides filled with anger, confusion, and shock.
'This can not be happening! This can not be happening!' She thought, worry and anxiety taking over as well.
"Yes!" Inu-Yasha hooted, punching a fist into the air before jumping on top of the table and doing a little jig.
"Just kidding!" A sing-song voice rang throughout the courtroom, causing both parties to stare speechlessly at the Judge. "Now what fun would it be for me if I just ended this case so quickly? No, no, no, that will just not do at all. I mean it takes balls to take on the Hazuki family. But you my dear," Yura smiled, directing her attention to Kagome's still form," you obviously don't have balls being female and all, but hey, who really cares about that technicality. It's time women stepped up to a challenge, and stop the testosterone from running the world! Don't you agree with me?"
"No!" Inu-Yasha shouted, but was completely ignored.
"Uh . . . yeah, sure . . ." Kagome replied weakly, looking from Yura to Inu-Yasha to Miss Kimiachi.
'It figures, that with my luck, I'd end up with the craziest Judge in Japan!'
"Of course you do!" Yura giggled, her demeanor changing absolutely from bored to a young Japanese school girl in less than a minute.
"Also, don't you think I'll just let you win because you're Sesshoumaru's brother . . . oh and don't think I'm biased and hold a grudge against you either just because Sesshoumaru stood me up at prom," Yura directed at Inu-Yasha, "and I won't fall victim to that lovely, gorgeous, delicious hair of yours."
"What is she talking about?" Kagome whispered to Miss Kimiachi, intrigued by the exchange going on.
"I have no idea, but I'll find out by tomorrow," Miss Kimiachi replied, not at all liking the recent turn of events. The little gnat of a flea stole her strategy and now there's a personal connection between the Judge and the Hazukis.
"Now, who would like to explain what is going on?" Yura threw out, very much delighted with the way things were developing.
To her, this case was absolutely delicious. Some poor sap was trying to take on the most powerful men, not to mention the two most glamorous haired ones, in the entire city. Oh, yes, this case was going to have interesting turns to come; especially with her influences. It also didn't hurt that everyone except the lawyers had great hair.
"Well your honor," Myouga started; however, Yura had different plans.
"Your clients have mouths, don't they?"
"Um . . . didn't I-"
"Mr. Myouga," Yura sighed, giving him a tired look, yet, Myouga could see the annoyance gleaming in her eyes.
"Oh, yes, of course," Myouga muttered, bowing his head in embarrassment, cheeks becoming a nice shade of red. "Hey," he hissed from the corner of his mouth while elbowing Inu-Yasha in the side.
"What?" Inu-Yasha snapped, glaring down at the tiny man who was continuously elbowing him.
"Well . . . milord, I think that Judge Yura would like you to speak," Myouga whispered back in reply.
"What?" The scowl faded from him, forming into a look of confusion. "Why?"
"Well, milord, I'm not quite-"
"Oh, who gives a rat's ass why," Sesshoumaru interjected, "just answer her so that we can get this over with and have Hiro come home with us."
Two sets of eyes stared blankly at him, the golden and grey holding hints of amusement and shock.
"What?" Sesshoumaru snapped, not at all liking the way the two were staring at him.
"Well . . . milord Sesshoumaru . . . you see," Myouga stammered, somewhat afraid of speaking, for this was the man who was writing him checks every week.
"You just said a curse word!" Inu-Yasha exclaimed, before breaking down into laughter.
"Yeah . . . . I do not see the point of this," Sesshoumaru responded, giving the pair a haughty look.
"Well, of course, I understand completely, milord," Myouga nodded his head sympathetically.
"I do not care if you understand, you flea, I want to know why this is relevant to the case," Sesshoumaru gave an expectant look to the quivering flea demon and to his hunched over brother who was still laughing at him.
'The nerve of the little half-breed.' Sesshoumaru fumed in his mind. 'Is this how he repays me, I who am helping him obtain his son back from the human wench, I who helped him out of jail, who fed him, clothed him, got him a job, and aids him in taking care of his son! The whelp thinks he can just laugh at this Sesshoumaru?!'
"Inu-Yasha, stop that incessant laughter," Sesshoumaru commanded, narrowing his eyes on his so-called brother.
"I . . . can't . . . ha-ha . . . help it, ha!" Inu-Yasha managed to say between laughs. "It's just so damn funny!"
"Just what is so hilarious, that you're willing to look like a fool . . . especially in front of the woman who has the power to take your son away?" That immediately shut Inu-Yasha up.
"Nothing," Inu-Yasha shrug, not liking very much that for once he held all the power just to have it all taken from him by his brother and not to mention Sesshoumaru's smart-aleck mouth.
"That's what I thought," Sesshoumaru sniffed, giving Inu-Yasha a hard look, to an outsider it would seem to be expressionless-normal in Sesshoumaru terms- however, Inu-Yasha knew better, his cocky brother was smirking at him in his own twisted little way.
"If you two are done with your lover's spat," a laughing voice cut through the tension forming within the trio, "then could someone answer the question, because I'm ready to call quits on this." Yura threatened, knowing full well she didn't really want to end a trial as enjoyable as this. However, the attention needed to be on her, not on the . . . beautifully, hair-clad Hazuki brothers.
"No, you're not," Inu-Yasha muttered, sensing the lie as soon as the words left her mouth. He could tell that she was very excited about this case, and she wouldn't give it up for anything . . . great, just what he needed. Now he had more crazy women to deal with, why couldn't it have been a man, women just complicate things.
"I'm sorry, would you repeat that, because I didn't quite catch that," Yura commented, cupping her ears in exaggeration.
"I said," Inu-Yasha started, raising his voice tremendously, "could you repeat the previous question, because I forgot what it was?"
"Of course you did," Yura replied in a knowing manner. "I asked if you could explain what's going on. And if that's too complicated for your brain to understand, then I'll put it in simpler terms. Tell me why you're here."
"Isn't that obvious?!" Inu-Yasha hollered, an incredulous look forming on his face. "We're here to have you tell that wench that custody of my son belongs to me!" Inu-Yasha boomed, pointing an accusing finger towards Kagome.
"Excuse you!" Kagome yelled, finally getting up the nerve to speak. "But, who raised him for the past two years?"
"Who gives a damn about two lousy years? If it hadn't been for me and some of my best swimmers, then you wouldn't have wasted two years raising someone else's kid!"
"Well, if you really want to bring that into the conversation, then I'll tell you this! If it hadn't been for you and your inability to keep it in your pants, then we wouldn't even be in this mess to begin with!" Kagome declared, feeling her old self slowing coming back.
"Oh, sure. Blame everything on the man and how he can't control himself! I'll have you know that Hiro's mother is just as much to blame for the procreation of that little boy that you love oh-so-much!" Inu-Yasha growled out, finally facing Kagome and giving her a fierce glare.
"Brilliant, just brilliant! What is this! Why can't a man take responsibility for his own actions?! Hiten couldn't for cheating and now you can't for- what was it, oh yes- the 'procreation of that little boy that you love oh-so-much!" Kagome bit back sarcastically, giving Inu-Yasha such a look of hatred that if looks could kill, then right now a certain half-demon would be six feet under at the moment.
"Oh yeah!" Inu-Yasha roared, rolling up the sleeves of his suit as if he were ready to get into a fight.
'Oh goody!' Yura thought, squealing with delight at how things were turning out. Everything about this case was exciting and refreshing, and just held a lot of action. With the way the two were reacting with one another – oh, it was so refreshing! Raw emotions! That's exactly what's needed when fighting battles. Besides, she wouldn't have expected less from these two. If she didn't know any better, she'd think theses two were lovers, or at least in a relationship.
'Oh well . . . I'm a bit disappointed though . . . them being in a relationship might have spiced up the case even more.'
"You and your friend Sango," Inu-Yasha started.
"What about me and Sango?!" Kagome retaliated, slamming the palm of her hands on the table top.
"You're both a bunch of bi-"
"What is going on in here!?" A deep voice roared, causing all voices to die down and heads to turn towards the doors of the courtroom.
"Hon-Honorable Judge Ryoukan!" Yura squeaked, jumping out of her chair, only to fall right back down due to a sudden loss of balance.
"Yura!" Ryoukan boomed, "Stand up straight!"
"Y-y-yes sir! So sorry," Yura squeaked, finally finding a foothold, and giving the head honcho of the courthouse a salute.
"Put your hand down! Where do you think you are? The bloody military knows not to joke around when in the presence of a superior officer!" Ryoukan's big blue eyes flashed, while his grotesquely large mouth full of sharp teeth gleamed oddly in the light of the courtroom. This was not one happy forest guardian.
"Y-yes, of course Ryoukan, sir!" Yura shouted back, removing the salute but looked back up only to appear to be staring out into space. "For the love of – what the hell are you doing now?!"
"I'm showing you respect, Ryoukan, sir!"
"What! How is looking stupidly into empty air showing me any respect. That's like saying it's respectful to dump coffee on the lap of Sesshoumaru. Why would you think that's funny?"
"Well . . . mama did say that you were a top general in the Japan Army," Yura whispered conspiratorially.
"What!" Ryoukan stared at her like she was crazy.
"I said that mama said that -"
"I know what you said child! It's just that . . . Haven't I told you how much I hate it when you . . . ARGH! If it wasn't for my sister then you wouldn't be standing here right now!" Ryoukan shouted, his voice echoing throughout the room.
"I'm . . . I'm . . ." Yura sniffled, tears starting to well in her eyes.
"Don't . . . don't you dare cry," Ryoukan demanded, knowing this all too familiar routine.
"I'm telling mama!" Yura cried out, tears starting to roll down her cheeks.
"Oh, no you won't or God help me, you'll be out of a job!"
Before anyone knew what was happening, Yura whipped out her cell phone and was already pushing buttons.
"Mama," Yura whimpered into the phone, "Mama . . . are you there?"
Suddenly a large gust of wind blew through the room, knocking everyone to the ground.
"What the-" Inu-Yasha was the first to speak, voicing what everyone else was thinking . . . everyone except for two occupants of the room that is.
In the middle of the courtroom stood a young demon woman, with long flowing black hair, piercing red eyes, pointed ears and what seemed to be the hints of two perfectly pointed fangs. The tone of her slim body made it obvious that she's been in a couple of fights, and her long, manicured claws looked like they were aching to rip through something, and at the moment she seemed ready to kill everyone in the room.
"What's going on here?" The demon snapped, though her voice was smooth and melodic, the underlying tone of pain if a reasonable reply wasn't produced was clearly understood by all. "Well," the red orbs narrowed dangerously, "isn't anyone going to answer?"
"Mama!" Yura cried out, thoroughly surprising everyone except Ryoukan.
"Yura! My baby!" The demon exclaimed, her expression softening as she pulled Yura into a tight embrace. "Oh, how I've missed you darling! Where were you last night? I thought we had dinner plans. Then again, of course big girls don't want to send time with their mothers. I've forgotten how much you've grown my little-whittle-" Suddenly the demoness stopped speaking altogether and stared intently at Yura's face.
". . . Yura . . . darling, have you been crying?" The demoness stated it more than questioned.
"Well . . . Um . . ." Yura looked everywhere except at her mother. A mom just doesn't need to have demon powers to know when someone is lying – they just know.
'Shoot, well, maybe it was a bad idea to call her. Though I wasn't really thinking straight was I?'
"Yura, are you listening to me?" The demoness questioned.
"Y-yes, ma'm!" Yura straightened.
"Well, are you going to tell me what's going on? Don't you tell me that you weren't just crying, or that you weren't crying when you called. Because that would be a lie, and I know that I raised you better than that."
"Well . . . you see . . . it was all . . ." Yura's eyes shifted a little to the side before facing her mother again. "Nothing really . . . just . . . something of little importance . . ." Another shift in her gaze; however, this time her mother noticed it, following the eyes new fixed location to land on Ryoukan.
"You!" The demoness hissed, eyes narrowing so much that it could rival a feline. "I should have known it was you!"
"Now . . . now, Satsuke . . ." Ryoukan let out nervously, backing up with his arms held out in a warding off pose.
"Don't you 'now Satsuke' me, Ryoukan! Just what the hell have I been telling you?!" Satsuke raged, advancing on the former military commander. "Come on, tell me!"
"Um . . . well . . . I believe –" Ryoukan started, yet cringed while Satsuke's voice vibrated throughout the room.
"You believe! I don't think so! You can't believe! You need to know!"
"Was it . . . that I was not to hurt Yura in any way . . . physical or mental," Ryoukan rushed out, just wishing at the moment that he was either dead or just someone else.
"Bingo! I believe we have a winner, let's hear what the prize is!" Satsuke let out with an eerie laughter, a wild look in her eyes. "Would you care to guess, little brother?!"
"What the fu –" Inu-Yasha started, yet stopped when Sesshoumaru promptly smacked him across the head.
"It would be wise to just let the events carry out as is without interference." Sesshoumaru stated in an authoritative manner, giving Inu-Yasha a sideways glance.
"Um . . . no pain?" Ryoukan ventured as all the attention shifted back to him; knowing full well that Satsuke really did want him to answer.
"Close . . . but no!" Satsuke replied with much glee. "Just a phone call from mama asking you why you made her only grandbaby cry."
"No! Satsuke, that's just mean!" Ryoukan roared, standing taller and seeming to get some of his spark back. "You know full well that she's still sore I haven't given her one yet!"
"Exactly! You make my baby cry, I'm going to make you cry! If you don't want that to happen, then maybe you should just grow a pair and we wouldn't be having this conversation, but until then," Satsuke raised her hand and a blast of air caused Ryoukan to fly backwards into a bust of a strong looking figure, causing it to break.
"No! That's my favorite bust of me!" Ryoukan cried out as he looked around at the broken fragments.
"Good, now get this through your head," Satsuke whispered, marching towards him and then leaning in very close to Ryoukan's mortified face. "You make my little girl cry again and next time it won't be a statue that breaks. Got it? Get it? Good!"
"Okay, well now, tata!" Satsuke smiled, rising to her feet completely doing a 180 with her feelings. "Oh, and Yura, call mommy more often, okay?I do miss you! Bye now!" She gave Yura a quick hug and peck on the cheek and left the same way she came, with a bang.
"Well now . . . um . . . yes. Of course, I see," Ryoukan stated, slowly getting up. "Yura, carry on with what you've been doing . . . good work . . . and I'll see you at the barbeque on Sunday," Ryoukan gave a light nod before leaving the room leaving bhind a stunned group of people.
"Okay, Uncle Ryoukan!" Yura waved with a light smile.
"Now can I say it?" Inu-Yasha whispered, not wanting to have more injury done to him. Upon seeing a slight nod from Sesshoumaru, Inu-Yasha decided once again to state the question on everyone's mind. "What the fu –"
"None of your business," Yura cut him off before giving him a reprimanding look. "And watch your language! Now, I want you two to follow me," she commanded, motioning towards Inu-Yasha and Kagome.
"Why?" Inu-Yasha demanded, deciding not to do anything until he got answers.
"Because I said so, and if neither of you listen . . . well, we'll just see what happens to your son."
That silenced everyone, reminding them why they were in the room. Not bothering to spare each other a glance, Inu-Yasha and Kagome obediently followed Yura to a room off to the side.
"Now, please, take a seat," Yura stated, waving her hand towards the two chairs located next to the small wooden table inside of the small dingy room which resembled an interrogation room. "Now!"
Inu-Yasha and Kagome immediately forgot any wariness or concern and quickly slipped into a chair.
"Now, because you two are unable to stay in the courtroom without arguing, you two are going to stay in this room until I see it fit that you will not act up again in my court. Any questions?" Yura glanced quickly, ignoring Inu-Yasha's movement to say something before speaking again. "Good, now get along you two, because remember, I determine the future of your son." With that said, she slammed the door behind her and took off.
"Great . . . just great," Inu-Yasha muttered, crossing his arms grumpily. "I hope you're happy wench!"
"Me, this is your entire fault! If you would've just listened to me, then none of this would be happening."
"Oh, that's rich; just pin all the blame on me . . . once a bitch, always a bitch."
"First off," Kagome growled, eye twitching dangerously. "Don't call me a bitch, I'm not a dog, you dog. Secondly, you tried to pin it all on me first!"
"Don't make me laugh, oh wait, you already have," Inu-Yasha snorted before starting to laugh.
"That's it you conceited . . . arrogant, son of a . . ." Kagome yelled, slamming her hands on the table and rising.
"What, you want a piece of me?" Inu-Yasha asked with a bemused expression, quirking up an eyebrow in interest.
However, Kagome didn't reply, she just looked blankly at Inu-Yasha while her hands moved up to clutch at her throat. Inu-Yasha at first took it as a threatening gesture as if it were a silent way of telling him she was going to choke him, however when he noticed the red ooze growing through her fingers and spreading he began to panic.
"What the fuck!" Inu-Yasha hollered, picking up a very familiar scent. He watched in horror as Kagome pulled her hand away and he could see a fine cut across her throat. However the cut was quickly covered by the blood starting to seep through. "Kagome!" He cried out, as her eyes rolled back and she started to faint.
A/N: Well, there you have it, the fifth chapter of You Found Me, formerly known as The Real Me. I hope you all enjoyed it, and I'm glad that you made it this far and stuck with me. I actually finally made an outline for this story so I know exactly where it's going. Hope that gives you all hope and lets you know that I'm not a chicken running around with my head cut off. I really do appreciate the support from those who review, so while I give thanks to the readers I want to give extra special thanks to the reviewers! It's because of you that I still write. The school year is slowly letting up and hopefully that'll give me more time to write. Thanks to the reviewers of the last chapter:
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