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- Silver Mist

Inuyasha pulled up to Kagome's driveway at exactly 12 o'clock but he didn't immediately exit his car and make his way to her door. Instead he sat nervously, fidgeting with his long silver mane. He looked down and examined his outfit once again. He had changed multiple times before settling on a black v-neck t-shirt, a gray blazer, which he left unbuttoned with the sleeves pushed up, dark demon blue jeans, and his signature red converse. He let his hair hang loosely because he preferred it that way. 'I'm too dressed up." He groaned mentally, taking a glance back at the picnic lunch he had prepared, 'We're just going to the park.' Too late now. He grabbed a single red rose, he had decided earlier a bouquet was too much, and headed to the door.

He knocked much more loudly than he had anticipated and was met by a very surprised Sango.

Her brown eyes were just a shade darker than Kagome's and sparkled but in Inuyasha's opinion were just not has mesmerizing has her raven haired best friend.

"Uh," He stammered out, "I was supposed to pick up Kagome for lunch."

Sango's perfectly arched eyebrow shot up, "I thought she spent the night with you," she blushed, "She didn't come home last night."

"Oh." Inuyasha replied dumbly, "Does she do that a lot.?"

"Lately," Sango frowned, "Work has really been bogging her down."

Now Inuyasha was really confused, "But she would've returned by now?"

"Well, yeah," Sango blushed, "But like I said, I thought she was with you, and I'm sort of busy."

As if that was some sort of signal Miroku came to the door. "Who's at the door Sango? We're at a really great part of the movie. Oh? Hey, Inuyasha. What are you doing here?"

They all went inside and Inuyasha relayed the information to Miroku.

Inuyasha glanced over the popcorn and DVD cases sprawled all over the floor, he glance over the couple and noticed nothing particularly disheveled about the pair. 'He must really like the girl.'

Sango broke him out of his thoughts, "This isn't like Kagome. She should be back by now." She glanced at her cell phone, "She would have at least called by now. We should notify the police."

"No," Miroku interjected, he eyed his best friend.

"What?" Sango sputtered.

"Miroku's right." Inuyasha replied, "We'll be able to find her. Just stay her and we'll be back."

"I will be back my sweet Sango." Miroku purred, groping her backside. A slap rang across the room.

"My best friend is possibly in danger!" Sango shouted, face red from a mix of embarrassment and anger, "I'm coming with you!"

The two males glanced at each other unsure of what to do next.

"What are you two hiding? You look like a pair of guilty Siamese cats."

"Sango." Miroku placed his hand on her shoulder, "We do have something to tell you."

The men paused, unsure of where or who was going to start.

"Well, out with it!" Sango stamped her foot impatiently.

"Sango." Miroku began, eyes darkening, "We're not really who we say we are."

They drove for unending miles on winding dirt roads, fields seemed to go on forever. Despite Kagome's caramel mocha the girl was soon finding it hard to focus. The only thing keeping her alert was the occasional press of Bankotsu's knife against her throat, and his rhythmical directions. She sighed knowing that he could simply be making her drive around in circles as to confuse her, and if this was his intention, it was working. The sun was still high in the sky but she could tell it was long past noon. Her grip on the wheel tightened as she grew angry. "Why don't you kill me already?" She snapped. He scraped the knife against her neck and she shivered in response. He leaned in closer and whispered seductively into her right ear. "Now why would I want to slice this pretty little neck of yours?" He grinned devilishly, causing goosebumps to raise on her skin, "especially if I might get a piece of you when the boss is done."

He chuckled when she tensed. "Take a left." She would've sighed if the blade wasn't on her skin. She turned and came to a stop where he directed: next to an old warehouse.

He gave her a stern look before exiting the car and coming around to open her door.

She didn't take the keys out and retry her earlier attack, instead she resigned to dropping them in his waiting hand when he helped her out of the car.

"Smart girl." He pulled her arms back, not roughly, but she winced when she felt cold metal handcuffs tighten around her small wrist.

She raised an eyebrow, but didn't bother to complain, "Thought you didn't need to tie me up?"

"That was then, this is now. Bosses orders." He smirked, "I don't hear you complaining."

"Only because there's no point." Kagome retorted back. He shrugged in reply and slipped a bag over her head.

"Really?" She asked, the bag already making her feel claustrophobic. It smelt faintly of potatoes and radishes.

"Really." He confirmed, grabbing her right wrist with his right arm and putting his left hand on her lower back, too close to her butt for comfort.

She heard the click of the door and was overtaken by the smell of cleaning supplies. She wrinkled her nose in response, 'What kind of crooks keep their facility this clean?'

He led her a good distance, taking multiple turns. She tried to keep track but soon realized that she would never be able to keep it straight, 'He must be trying to confuse me again.'

He finally turned her left into what she assumed to be a small room because there was no longer any echoing. He slipped the bag off of her head and she shook her head in an attempt to fix the bangs that had fallen over her eyes. Bankotsu reached over and fixed it: no comment, no lustful look in his eyes, she could almost see a softness in his eyes, but they instantly hardened when the door opened.

Kagome instantly felt like a criminal, sitting handcuffed in the room that looked so much like the interrogation rooms from her favorite crime shows. Before her stood a women who could be her twin.

"Kikyo." Bankotsu nodded curtly.

Kikyo nodded to him in acknowledgment of his presence.

Kagome was stunned, was this the boss Bankotsu had been talking about? He claimed not to know who his boss was but he obviously knew this women.

She glanced over Kikyo's features nervously, wondering what a woman, whom she had never met, would want with her.

Kagome noted that Kikyo's hair was almost exactly the same ebony color but much longer and straight. Kikyo's and Kagome's eyes also matched in hue but Kagome's held undeniable warmth while Kikyo's were cold and cynical. She glanced over her other features: her skin was a milky white, and she looked to be a year or two older than Kagome.

Kikyo stared back at her for a moment before she began chuckling lightly, "So you're my replacement?" Kikyo looked amused, as Kagome cocked her head to the side, looking and feeling even more confused.

She slapped two photos on the table. Kagome gasped when she recognized Inuyasha's features. Kikyo smiled in triumph, "He is the reason you're in here."

"What?" Kagome asked incredulously.

"Oh dear." Kikyo smiled in false empathy, "He didn't tell you who he really is?"

"He's a CEO of a very successful restaurant." She retorted.

"That's true." Kikyo smiled smugly, "But he is much more than that."