Ha, me again. Lol. Well this chapter will be a bunch of confusion I may warn you but it will be understandable in later chapters. Hope you all enjoy it.
anari01
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"Do you know what time it is Bankotsu?"
Sighing with great grief of being asked the same question over and over again, Bankotsu glanced at the clock. "It's 12:00."
Inuyasha pointed an accusing finger and stood up, slamming his hand on the table, looking at his brother straight in the eye. "Why are you doing this?" His eyes didn't dare to look away but even with the circumstances he put on a wholesome smile. The gig was up and no matter what he said to try and calm his ridiculous brother down, it wouldn't work out. Pushing his brother's face away from him, he calmly leaned back in his chair.
"It's the crème de la crème of good fortune." Licking the tip of his index finger, Bankotsu stuck it in the air as if trying to determine the location of where the wind blew.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Inuyasha glared, not liking his brother's response.
Bankotsu placed his hands on his shoulder. "Don't worry. Nothing's wrong with her. Trust me, she's in good hands." He knew his brother wouldn't like the controversial statement. The little brother he once knew had gone and was replaced by a bad replica of his father. With an attitude of a businessman and the aggressiveness of a state attorney, Inuyasha was a mixture of authority when, in reality, he was only a dog with his father pulling the strings.
"In good hands?" He questioned. "You're here and if you're here that means you're talking about that good for nothing bitch, Sesshomaru. Am I right?" He waited for another damn lie to spit right out of his mouth. Though, instead of a bantered smirk, he got the wind knocked right out of him as Bankotsu's fist sank deep into his gut. Inuyasha couldn't believe it nor could he process what had gotten into him. He was forced on his knees, his brother staring sternly into his olden eyes. Those eyes he seemed to recall being once helpful and kind now became a monster. Inuyasha had changed and now Bankotsu took the initiative to change him back.
"That's right Inuyasha. She's with Sesshomaru and you're not going to keep her in the dark anymore."
Gasping for air, he shakily looked up at him. "Why? I thought you loved her. Th-This was supposed to be your opportunity."
"Heh…. I do love her dearly but I have to let her go just like you have to. She loves no one more than Sesshomaru and if you think our parents can stop that then, they and the rest of the world are wrong. They'll just keep fighting until the very end and even if it kills them then 'so be it', that would be their words for one another. They don't care because they always know that they'll be with one another even in death. So I'm sorry little brother but I can't let you interfere. You're destroying her and yourself."
Bankotsu had cut the telephone wires and took possession of Inuyasha's cell phone. Now, the tables were turned but before he could place a 24-hour watch on his little brother, he had to make sure if Kagome was okay. He dialed her number and waited for her to answer.
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Her hair disarray, her mouth incredibly dry and on top of that she grew weary of the smell that lingered in the garbage can. Her state was beyond discomfort and she hated her lack of strength. She was forced to lean her head upon the cold metal, but the dead bodies the men had needlessly thrown in the dumpster had now continued to rot. It was a despicably foul smell but after struggling for almost 8 hours, she couldn't get free.
What am I going to do? Sesshomaru and Hiro, if I don't get out of here I'll never see them again. What am I supposed to do?! Was this punishment!? Is this my punishment!?
She whipped her head back into the wall, the pain seeming to relieve her already helpless heart. The tears couldn't stop falling; it was like rain streaking down a window pain, she wondered when it was all going to end.
There seemed to be no help coming but she started to kick the garbage can, trying to attract some help. She kicked and kicked until suddenly, stricken pain struck her leg as a broken piece of metal sticking right out of the dumpster inflicted it on her. That explained the leaking residue of left over filth that she sat in but it gave her hope.
If that sharp metal can tear her skin then it obviously could tear a piece of tape. Finally. Luck is finally on my side. She maneuvered herself to prepare to cut through the tape but was only able to face to the side of the metal. It was going to work if she sliced it precisely but when she thought her luck had finally changed it seemed she only had one chance to get out. The only sharp metal around her was preparing to break and with such a small sharp fragment, it wouldn't work because it was to small to hold, nonetheless cut through. So she had one shot.
Looking closely at where her arm was positioned, she took a deep breath and in a split second she gashed through the tape, her arms finally free. Though even with the ability to move again she wasn't left unmarred. In the process of trying to take the tape off, she had made a clean cut, deep into her skin, the broken metal fragment within her arm.
"Shit." She hissed, taking the remainder of the tape off her leg and standing up, away from the dumpster. "Shit. Shit." Hot tears gathered at the imaginable pain. Her eyes focused on the metal stuck severely into her arm. It may have been small but it sure was sharp. So with her fingertips, she was able to grasp it and with a deep breath, she pulled it out, letting out a cry. "Ahhh! Damn it! Damn it!" Blood covered her wrist as she clasped it, trying to stop the bleeding. She wasn't prepared for a situation like this. She didn't know what to do but she had to move on. With her injured arm hung loosely to her side, she proceeded down a winding path, not knowing where it would take her.
"What will I do? Where do I start?" she asked her self as if she was going to receive an answer. The path, covered by graffiti had made her somewhat scared for a while. After all she had gone through, she wouldn't be surprise if a maniac suddenly grabbed her arm and threatened her at knifepoint. This place was the ghetto of Tokyo and being raised in a decent neighborhood, she wasn't use to this kind of dark atmosphere. She wondered around and as soon as she got out of the narrow path, someone had pulled her back in, covering her mouth to prevent her from screaming.
"Don't yell. Kagome it's me." He had let her go and turned to a familiar face. Aside from the bruise on his cheek and numerous cuts on his body, she had happily lit up as she wrapped her arms around him.
"I was so worried. But how did you escape."
"Never mind that. We have to get to your house." He had begun to run, leading her through the alleys as if he had been here before. She helplessly followed but the only thing that bothered her was that distress look in his eyes.
"Hiro, what happened? Where's Sesshomaru? Are we going to meet him at the house?" He couldn't tell her the truth yet so with a heavy heart he refused to reply. They were close to getting out of this province area. If he only had a weapon he would have felt a sense of security but for now, he cautiously stopped, searching the open area before moving again. Of course his adversary would be looking for him and now with a motive to retrieve him, they would be willing to kill at sight if necessary, as long as it kept his mouth shut.
He led her the whole way down neighborhoods that she still wasn't familiar with. The night was cold and the snow under their feet led a trail behind them but with the rushing wind it would soon be covered in minutes. With the thick air affecting her speed, Kagome was forced to stop to catch her breath. Hiro urged her to keep on going but there was so much her body could take at this point.
"Kagome we have to-"
"Where's Sesshomaru!!" She was on the verge of tears. Hiro hesitated, letting go of her hand and leaning up against the wall. "Please Hiro tell me where he is?"
"He didn't escape. I was the only one and so I rushed back to get you, thinking that you were still there and ultimately I was correct. But we have to get to your house as soon as possible."
Kagome looked up at him. "Why? We'll get there just tell me where Sesshomaru is?"
Hiro shook his head. The wounds that had gathered blood at her feet caught his attention. Calmly striding toward her, he tore a piece of his shirt and started to treat her wounds. Kagome was a perceptive girl and if he went on with his story it would result in her having a breakdown. It was a chance he had to take to keep his mouth shut but it was a chance he would take. He had calculated everything and with a simple glance of his watch, he decided they had some time but that was time they had to spend wisely. So the sooner they got to the house the better. "Trust me. Sesshomaru is not of our concern right now. The only thing you should be concerned about is your own safety."
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All he heard was voices and while he wanted to know his current location, he was deprived of such information by a blindfold. His hands were tied and the men took strict measures so they wouldn't let the same mistake happen again. Unfortunately for them, Hiro had escaped and jumped right out of the car. A rookie mistake but a mistake that benefited Sesshomaru and the thought placed a liberate smile on his face.
"What a cocky bastard." The man beside him stated with a chuckle. "He smiles as if he's out of danger. These teens maybe good at escaping but it's when they smile that I want to cut off their tongue." The two buffoons didn't make sense at all. Sesshomaru's mood was repetitive at the cause of those two. Their thick American accents were over whelming to the point where Sesshomaru wanted to kill himself. Maybe that was a little eccentric to say but that was how bad they sounded.
Sesshomaru put on his said smile and let out a small laugh. "Please, you two are the lowest. I'll make sure to kill you two the first thing I get out of this. I promise you that." It seemed like they were at their destination because as soon as he was stopped, the butt of a gun had hit him in the back of the head. A cheap shot, for two American idiots who had no idea what they were getting their selves into.
On his knees with no sound at all, he tried to wait ever so patiently for a sharp cut through the neck. He had no idea if he was going to die because of his indecent comment. His life, his love, his dreams flashed before his eyes but the very figment seemed surreal. Did he have a life he wanted? Did he fulfill a life of happiness? Sesshomaru pondered on this but didn't recall ever having an answer to it. Happiness came and gone, love was received but taken away and his dream of being with Kagome was now coming to a very end. Maybe he was happy, even with a cold exterior that pushed everyone away it still was a life he appreciated and the thought of that brought him to tears.
Sesshomaru wasn't a man to show emotion and the only thing that escaped him was happiness and anger but not remorse. His love, Kagome, he would never see her again because of one stupid, idiotic and selfish mistake. He cried for none other then her and it evidently showed as it soaked through the thick cloth covering his eyes. On his knees, he leaned his head upon the pavement, his life shattering by the second.
Even as his life seemed to disappear, he tried holding on to some hope that lingered with him. That's when he heard footsteps but he stayed still, waiting for a voice.
The voice was unfamiliar; a women to be precise but it still didn't change the fact that he felt timid toward her. She had the upper hand and she exploited that to its full extent. A smooth, gentle hand lifted his face from the floor and the smell of perfume hit his nose as lips overlapped his own. It caught him off guard for a moment and their lips departed, her fingers started to caress his cheek, wiping away his tears that escaped the cloth. She left the blindfold on, kissing his lips once again.
"Sesshomaru. You're handsome even with this blindfold. You're provocative and so delicious that I want to taste you. Though, to set my pleasures aside, I want to make you an offer."
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There was no light illuminating in the house as they slammed into the door, walking right into the kitchen to only discover that no one was home. "Damn it!" A plate fell as his hand slammed onto the kitchen table with full force. He cursed continuously, trying to wash away the guilt he couldn't escape from.
"What's wrong Hiro?"
"You're brothers. Their gone."
She found this a normal habit for those two and didn't seem out of the ordinary so why was he acting like this? She knew her brothers and obviously, Inuyasha would be at Miroku's house and Bankotsu buying the latest classical book or getting drunk. They wouldn't show up until the next morning, not a peculiar thing up until a car door slammed from outside. The noise triggered Hiro to react. He suddenly grabbed her by the arm and rushed her upstairs as if some kind of danger was going to enter her house. It was only Bankotsu. Right?
Hiro slammed into her father's studies and locked the door, shoving a drawer in front of the door. He was going through so much just for something so little.
"Hiro what are you doing? Are you going insane?"
Looking toward her with such seriousness was hard to accomplish. With worry, guilt and anger wearing him out, the only thing that he wanted was to feel a sense of reassurance, some glint of relief. Hiro was an optimistic person in situations such as these but now he was apprehensive of his own safety. As soon as he heard shattering glass, he couldn't process one thing. What to do? What to say? Or even how to escape?
"Hiro! What are you-"
"Quiet Kagome. There's men in your house, their trying to kill you. They got your two brothers so please calm down. I couldn't tell you before hand because I wasn't certain about their plans that they tried to carry out so I didn't want you to worry but now…I don't know what to do. There's no-"
His words fell silent and he gaped at the phone on the desk. He couldn't believe it but as soon as he got a hold of it, the line was dead. It was perceptive of them to knock off the power, although when he clicked on the lamp, it lit up the room. He was stumped. What could have been wrong? He searched until he finally found the cut phone line.
They were trap. Muffled footsteps had grew near hence their voices became much more lucid to understand but that also had Hiro worried. "Let's get moving. We have to report back to the boss and besides, we already got what we wanted." There were two of them, now that's all he needed. He could take one of them if they didn't have a gun but what were the odds of that. So long as they were leaving then it was fine but what they said about 'already getting what the wanted' that what made his hands tremble. A car screeched, their heart stopped racing and they removed the desk away from the door as relieved as ever.
Though Kagome bit down on her thumb. "What are we going to do? They have my brothers. All of them."
He thought for a moment. "Where's Sesshomaru's room?" Without questioning him, She led her to his room and watched as he opened drawers and searched through his closet.
"If there's something you're looking for then I can help."
He was in her brother's closet, shuffling through boxes until finally an undeniable click of a gun echoed throughout the room. Stuffing one in his pocket, Hiro carried out a box of -god who knows what was in it. She sure didn't want to know after hearing and seeing corpses with her own eyes, she didn't want to be apart of what ever was on his mind.
He opened it and tossed her a handgun. "I didn't want you to be apart of this Kagome but I have no one else by my side right now. You do know how to use one right?" There were mounds of ammunition; numerous handguns, knives and blood drench clothing in it. She always saw that box stuffed in the corner but wouldn't imagine it containing firearms. It was obvious Sesshomaru kept a different life hidden from her but wouldn't believe it involved all this.
Kagome shook her head. "No way. What are you thinking? I can't do this."
"You love him don't you?"
"Of course I do but how can I kill another person?"
Hiro looked up at her. "Shoot him. It's as easy as 1,2,3."
His perspective on life was simple. If they hurt you, end it all in one shot but that wasn't how Kagome looked at it. Forgive and forget but it was obvious that if Sesshomaru was to die then she would never forgive that person nor forget it.
She knelt beside him and looked at the weapons. Her hands were trembling as she held one of the 9mm magazine but she still jammed it in place, reloading the gun. This was the last resort but it still gave her the chills.
"You'll need this as well." He laid a combat knife in her hands and she took it, putting it in its holster and strapping it around her thigh. She went back into her room to change into shorts, a skirt right over it and a black shirt. Sesshomaru's life was a mystery and even if they lived under the same roof, it still didn't change the fact that they were so distant. Those look of depression and the vague worry in his eyes that seemingly never went away.
Hiro poked his head into the room. "Are you ready?"
With a nod, she stuffed the gun in her back holster and walked beside him. It as like she wasn't there, having these weapons in her grasp was awkward but inside she knew to well she had to use them no matter what. Was this how Sesshomaru felt? The sense of security but also the regret that soon was to be held liable for. Did it felt like a hole only to be dug even deeper into trouble? She sure didn't know what he felt but she knew the feelings stirring within her.
Kagome stared down the staircase as Hiro looked up at her. "Kagome what's wrong?" As soon as those words escaped his lips, the front door suddenly opened. Hiro grabbed Kagome's arm and hugged his back onto the wall, slowly descending the stairs until he got to the landing, his gun in hand as he waited patiently for those scumbags to approach them. Footsteps were heard coming towards their direction and as soon as they were close enough, Hiro swiftly kicked himself off of the wall and pointed his gun into the kitchen.
"What the fuck!"
Hiro had no clue who these people were, but he kept his weapon on them. They didn't seem as a threat, the other guy that was with him was intoxicated, his arm around the other's shoulder. He became wary of these characters but it wasn't until Kagome, witnessed the so-called perpetrators and ran to them, that Hiro had put down his gun.
"Inuyasha! Bankotsu!" She hugged them and Inuyasha was forced to drop his brother on the floor, returning her sister's embrace. "I thought they got you! I thought you guys were-"
"Wait…" Inuyasha interrupted. "Who the fuck is that bitch who's pointing the damn gun in our house?"
Realizing that these were Kagome's brothers, Hiro scratched the back of his head. " Sorry for that. I thought you were someone else."
"Someone else?" Inuyasha barked with fury. "This is our house so who are you to act so dumb. Pointing a damn gun at me as if this was your house."
"Inuyasha wait." Kagome stopped his brother before he could attack Hiro because in truth Inuyasha was scared shitless. He didn't encounter such a moment and that's why he wanted to kill the guy who got him in that particular situation. He hated being scared. "He's a friend of mines. Can you just cool it? Jezz, I swear you can be such a hassle."
Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Inuyasha raised a brow, staring at the weapon around her waist. "What the hell is that for? How did you get a gun?"
"It's none of your business. I just-"
"She was just being the rebellious child she use to be. Right Kagome?" That voice. She turned to only see no one other than Sesshomaru. He charmingly smiled, leaning casually in the doorway. He had no scratches, no wounds and the more he walked closer to her, the more she realized how his eyes were vacant. He may be smiling but his golden eyes that once mystified her, had no feeling at all. Was something wrong?
"S-Sesshomaru. You're here." Even with her sudden assumption, she still couldn't hide the fact that she missed him dearly. She ran to him, throwing herself into his arms. Why couldn't her life always be this warm, this comforting? She wondered so much, but suddenly it was all taken away, the safe embrace and the warmth radiating off of him was replaced by the anger in Inuyasha's eyes.
"You're supposed not even be in this house." Inuyasha took a chance. Thanks to the late bar that was open, Bankotsu had decided to name Inuyasha the designated driver and himself, the knocked-out drunk. He glanced at Bankotsu, still unconscious on the floor and sharply glared at Sesshomaru once again. "Get out." He warned as his hand clenched into a tight fist.
Even with the sudden outburst, Sesshomaru sighed with a hopeless smile. "Okay. I see that you're angry but please control yourself my stupid little brother. Did anyone tell you that you resemble our equally stupid father?"
"Shut up!!! I'll throw you out myself if you don't-"
"If I don't what? He arched a brow, pleased by his little brother's reaction. He devoured that anger but as he tried to lunge that fist toward him, he quickly stepped to the side and pulled out his gun. He wasn't going to shoot him, the gun was empty but Inuyasha didn't know that. All Sesshomaru wanted was for Inuyasha to know his place. "What are you going to do Inuyasha? Call dad and tell him that I stepped into this house? Are you going to sink that low?"
She was watching but as soon as that weapon was out in the open, Kagome stood in front of it. "Please Sesshomaru. Stop this. I don't want you to hurt him."
"I'm not going to kill him, injure him, but not kill. He is my brother after all." The content look in her eyes was spine chilling. It affected him to the point where he was forced to put the gun on the table. He sat on a chair, leaning his chin on his hand. "As much as you hate me Inuyasha I can't move. I'm going to stay here you understand me?" He wasn't joking around anymore, the two brothers glared at each other to its full extent. It had to take Kagome to pull Sesshomaru off of the seat and out of the kitchen, to release unwanted tension. The worst was over their shoulders. Sesshomaru was back and that was all that mattered.
Before he went up stairs, Sesshomaru took the gun away from Hiro and flashed him a light smile, following Kagome up the stairs. They immediately went up to his room, locking the door behind them.
"What happened?" Expecting such a question to come out of his lover's mouth, he turned and sighed. A smile still plastered on his face.
"Nothing happened Kagome. I escaped. Isn't that enough for you?"
"But look at all of this." She motioned to the weapons. "Why do you have all of this? How did you get it? Sesshomaru, What are you hiding from me?"
She was his lover but to such extent, he couldn't reveal secrets that haunted his mind. So to relieve some of those nightmares Sesshomaru was often plagued with, he needed Kagome by his side. He calmly strode towards her, caressing her cheek and to his surprise she leaned into his hand, grasping it as if the warm touch wasn't going to come again. Her auburn eyes looked desperately into his golden ones, as if searching through them for some answers to her question but only passion was evident. Sesshomaru leaned in close, her body weakening to the fingers that trailed down her back and gave her a sense of security. He was her sanctuary, her life and as lose lips pressed firmly against her own, she savored the moment.
Though when happiness should have been emitting off of the two, Kagome was caught crying. She felt him slightly pulling away but she refused him to do so, dipping her tongue between his lips. Moist yet loving, Sesshomaru entwined their tongues as if trying to mend their shattered hearts. They've been through ups and downs, trying to find a way to be together. It wasn't until this moment where they finally realized why they always stayed up fighting. It was the world against them and even with the high doubt that they'll be accepted; they still kissed and loved one another to every extent possible.
Whispered words of 'I love you' escaped their lips but they couldn't stop tasting each other. Her tongue explored his mouth; the wet cavern seemed foreign to her. It had been a long time but a time worth waiting. Smooth fingers ran down her waist and with a snap of her holster being undone, Kagome was gently placed on his bed.
"Hey Sesshomaru!" His eyes winced at the sound of his older brother's voice, anger slowly enveloping in his eyes. "Hiro, designated driver Inuyasha and Me ish going to the bar. I'm going to do an all nighter and their join meh. Want to come?"
Quirking his lips into a smile, Sesshomaru incredulously asked. "You all are going to be out all night?"
"Yea, It's going to be fun."
Sesshomaru and Kagome shared a look and kissed each other. "Nah, leave. Have a good time. I'm good right here."
"Okay, you're lost."
Bankotsu was indeed a savior in Sesshomaru's eyes but there was one thing that he said wrong. His lost was never having Kagome with him from the very beginning and his lost might have been some free beer to but as lips overlapped one another and particles of clothing was flung off one another and onto the floor. He didn't think for a second that the woman that he hovered over was his lost. He was found and the night was theirs for the taking, a night of love and more importantly, a night with each other.
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First of all I have a great plan for the ending but it's super sad. I was thinking about this ending for a while and I was fond with it but sad at the same time. Well to tell you now it's not even close to the end, so don't worry about that but I just wanted to share it with you. So I want your opinion. Do you want a happy ending (a blah for me cuz I like sad endings, yes I'm weird) or a heart-wrenching ending? Honestly say what you want because the turnout of this story will be all up to you, my faithful readers. Thankyou as always.
-Anari01
