Squalo Superbi + Belphegor = Undertaker~
Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi
Katekyō Hitman Reborn © Akira Amano
4
She was sure that the blood had yet to return to her face, still pallid from the encounter with the so-called 'Boss' if she were to make the assumption. As soon as she was out of his eye sight—not once did she turn her back to him—Kagome had bolted, and found a random room to hide in (then again, it could be just a random empty room, or by some stroke of luck, her room – but she wasn't paying attention to what else was in the room that she ran into).
Shivers racked her body as she stayed hidden under the blanket on the bed; the priestess was too frightened to lie on her side to childishly try and to make herself invisible. She sat stock still when the blanket was roughly pulled from her person, eyes remaining trained on this one spot in front of her. Kagome made a small sound in the back of her throat when she was picked up by the back of her shirt collar to come face-to-face with the white-haired man from before.
'Even if he has a sword for a hand, he's better to deal with than the red-eyed man.'
The gray-eyed male blinked at her, brows furrowing before he carried the teenager to the door to his room, kicking it open and depositing her on the floor, "Stay the hell out of my room!"
Slowly, but surely, the color was returning to her face by this point, and Kagome stood on wobbly legs, unsure of what to do now as she stared at the closed door in front of her. She awkwardly stared at the wall above the door, 'I could stay here and seem like a stalker and weird, or I could try and find my room again, while being in danger of running into that man again… maybe I could find a closet to hide in.'
Wearily, she took off in the left direction, an ache starting to form behind her temples and sinuses – all she wanted to do was just get back to her room and sleep! However, peeking into rooms as she did so only tempted her to say in them if she was unable to see anything that identified that the room had an owner.
Maybe Belphegor wouldn't mind if she stayed in his if she came across it?
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The Varia grunt that had found the poor girl patted her back awkwardly as he managed to understand what it was that she was trying to ask through a strange game of charades. Why she wanted to go to the Ripper Prince's room was beyond him; however, he complied and brought her in the room's general direction.
Maybe giving her the room next to the teenager's was much better than showing that actual room to her.
Why was there a girl in the.. castle in the first place? Was she a lover of one of the main assassins? The thought gave the man the creeps, wondering that if she was, just what it was that she saw in them to begin with. Coming to the desired room, the man looked back at the teenager following him, "Here you are."
The grunt watched as the girl curled her middle three fingers into her palm, extending her pinky and thumb out, holding her hand to her ear.
Phone?
The man fumbled with his pockets for a moment, before producing a cell phone and held it out for the girl to use.
The smile she gave him almost made him feel blind.. The differences in cultures caught up to him as she gave him a bow, before righting herself and standing up to dial a number. The silence between the two was slightly awkward as he could hear a faint ringing from the phone before the black-haired girl prattled off in rapid Japanese when what was presumably an answering machine picked up the call when no one did.
After a few moments, the girl flipped the phone shut and handed it back to him with a small bow, something in her language before disappearing into the room he brought her to.
The man scratched his head in slight wonderment before wandering off to do his own duties.
Souta rested his chin in his palm as he watched his older cousin take his anger out on a straw dummy that his mother had bought when she saved up enough money for the thing to entertain Kyouya and Kagome. The dark blue-eyed boy looked in the direction of the numerous stairs leading to the shrine, expecting his sister to miraculously appear, waving at them, saying how it was her bad and that she was fine.
The frown on his face deepened when nothing happened after five minutes.
"Oh, Souta, did you hear the phone ring at all?"
The younger male looked up at his mother who poked her head out of the storage shed she and her father were, making her way over to her second child. He looked at his mother confused, "No, why?"
"Why don't you go check for me since I'm still helping father out in the shed."
The short-haired boy could never deny his mother's request, "Sure."
Getting up from the ground, the boy made the short trip inside the main house and over to their home phone, blinking at the steadily flashing red light.
Taking the cordless phone off of the holder, Souta made his way outside, passed the irate teenager whose eyes followed him as he made his way by (and sufficiently creeping the boy out, wishing that his sister was here as she seemed to be the only one to ever calm Kyouya down when something worked the other male into a tizzy).
Stopping at the open door to the shed, the boy held the phone out to his mother, watching as she took it from him, "The light was flashing."
"Oh!" She pushed the number combination to listen to the message, "I wonder who had called.."
The older woman's eyes widened and her grip on the device tightened, her other hand even coming up to cup the bottom of the phone, clinging to the sound of her daughter's voice, informing her of all that had happened, reassuring her that she was fine and that she would be home as soon as possible.
"Mom?"
Her heart clenched when her daughter's ending mutter at the end of the message alerted her to just who it was that her first born was staying with, 'Assassins? Please don't let this be a repeat of Sengoku Jidai. Please! It was hard enough watching my daughter leave and voluntarily put herself into harms way..'
"Mom?"
By this point, even Hibari paused to stare at the shed, curious of what it was that the message held.
"That was sister." The Higurashi matriarch took the phone from her ear, saving the message to listen to later, "Apparently, she's in Italy.. with assassins."
The light slate-eyed male's grip on his tonfa tightened, listening to the various reactions to the news while he bore holes through the training dummy.
It's a tad short for my liking, but after not updating for however long, anything is better than nothing. Kagome finally got a hold of a phone and her family know about her situation! Dun!