Inuyasha x G.I. Joe: Rise of the Cobra

Pairing unknown as of yet.

I own neither Inuyasha nor G.I. Joe, all rights belong to their respective owners. All original characters and plots to this story belong to me though.

Sesshoumaru sat behind his desk staring at the group before him that had just asked for her help. Although they wouldn't tell him, but they would tell her, or should he say K. As soon as they mentioned who they needed help from he had called for her top be picked up, hesitantly, but only for a second. He was not afraid of a tiny mere slip of a human woman. No. Not he, the great and terrible Western Lord Sesshoumaru.

"Would any of you care for something to drink while we wait for, K's arrival? It may take a while."

"I'm sure we'll manage just fine."

The leader of this... odd group spoke up for them all. A middle aged man, American dressed in a military uniform of an operation he was not aware of. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes for a mere moment at the thought of not knowing these... people and that they wanted her help. Just as quickly he was normally taking in group before him. They all, save one, wore similar outfits. Black leather jackets with black shits underneath, camo pants and combat boots. It was dressed up, but ready for anything nonetheless. The man wore a beret, black with a eagle's head for a insignia, that all wore somewhere on their persons.

To his left was the only woman. Red hair, peach pale skin with equally pale blue eyes. She seemed to be closer to the young dark skinned man to her own left. Close cropped hair, very minimum amount of facial hair, and somehow despite the seriousness of their plight, he seemed to have this air about him much similar to that of the kit's.

To the man's right was another young man. One who was taking the situation more seriously than that of the rest of the group. A slight creasing of the skin on his brow, the almost stiff posture, the tightening at the corner of his hazel eyes, and the ever so often clenching of his hands. His build was that what she would call, poster boy, for the military.

Behind them stood three males. The first one that drew his immediate attention was a dark skinned man. His hair was down closely similarly to that of the two youngest males, although his seemed more in the form resembling a Mohawk just ever so slightly, and his left ear sported a long piece of metal hanging from the lobe. This man very much looked like he did not want to be standing in his office at the moment. Arms crossed, a sour scowl on his face. Oh yes, he did not want to be there.

The next visible face belonged to that of shorter man that looked southern european mixed with northern african. Dark eyes behind black wire framed glasses, short somewhat tussled hair, facial hair to a minimum and an ear piece. He himself was busy with something in his hands, hidden from his sight, and whatever it was had his own brows furrowed in either concentration or displeasure.

And lastly, the oddest of the group before him, a man covered from head to toe in a form of body armor. Coal black in coloring, black gloves and pants, a slitted visor over his eyes and a sheathed katana on his back. He was the only one with a weapon openly displayed, for he was sure the others were also armed, but kept them concealed from his sight. Another thing that displeased him.

"So, what is it you require from K?"

"That's something I feel we can only discuss with him when he gets here. Classified."

Sesshoumaru raised a brow at the he more than the 'classified', or in other words not being told. Again, his ire rose up a notch at the entire situation before him. The sound of static from his desk phone shook him from his darker thoughts of what he would have done if they were in the past.

"Sesshoumaru-sama. Your brother and K are here. Shall I send them up?"

"Yes."

More static broke through and a slight pause before his secretary's reply filled the office. "Are... are you sure sir? K looks very... upset."

"Yes, send them up."

He pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing a headache was coming on. Leaning on his desk, he let out a silent sigh.

"Everything alright?" Sesshoumaru waved a hand in the air, as if to brush off the mans question. Oh if everything was alright, then the heavens would be raining kittens and she would stop conspiring with his mate behind his back.

Sitting up straight and fixing his suit jacket at the tell tale signs of Kagome's angry shouts sounding through the floor, of course his superior hearing caught it on long before the humans did. This was proving to be interesting in the least.

"Inuyasha! If you don't put me down this instant... I'm going to s-i-t you so hard... they'll be feeling it across the world!"

"Keh! Don't blame me woman. Blame the prick."

"Put. Me. DOWN!"

The door opened to a very irritated looking pair. Inuyasha, disguised as a human, much like himself, with long black hair in a low ponytail, warm brown eyes instead of the honey. He wore a button up and tie, but a pair of jeans and casual shoes. A deep scowl marred his face.

Over his shoulder was a woman, propping herself up to be able to pear at his face. Fists clenched onto the back of his shirt, face flushed and blue eyes sparking in anger. She wore a long knit sweater over a pair of shorts, and a baggy t-shirt. Her hair was in a messy loose bun. But she had done so in such a way, that she couldn't see the guests that also occupied the room with them. Other than that... nothing different from what he remembered of her in the past.

As soon as she was set on her feet, she kicked his shin and then stuck her chin up defiantly. The leader of the group smirked at the scene, and muttered 'spit fire' or something along the lines under his breath.

"Ow! What was that for?" Inuyasha to a step back, he may have been hanyuo, but that kick had an extra bit of power behind it. Taking a step back and grabbing his shin, he kept a weary eye on her.

"That's for listening to him for the first time in you life when it requires you dragging me out of BED!" with that she whirled around and pinned the taiyoukai with an fiery gaze, and marched right up to his desk.

"You! You had better be in a life or death situation, cause if not..." her eyes narrowed dangerously on him as her voice went just as dangerously low. "... I'll put you in one!" leaning her hands down on his desk. He could see the exhaustion behind the fire. She was dead on her feet. If it weren't for her anger, he was sure she would collapse and he knew he wasn't helping. Especially after what he put her through the last half year.

When he raised a brow at her words, she threw her hands up in the air with an exasperated sigh while spinning on her heel. Her hands instantly fell at the sight of the group gathered around where guests normally sat. A lazy eyebrow quirked up before the both angled downward and she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"You know what... I'm not gonna ask. Cause I'm going home. To a nice home cooked meal, hot shower, and to my nice warm bed." the last bit was said with a longing sigh as she waved a hand about before turning and making her way to the door.

"They need your assistance."

Her entire body froze at the sudden words. Not only due to the tone of his voice, which surprisingly sounded almost as tired as she felt, but the fact that he said it in English as well. The silence in the room caused her spine to stiffen, and she twitched as she turned to face her older adoptive brother. The old tick in her right brow came back with full force, and her speech was slightly stuttered and slurred due to her anger, irritation and exhaustion.

"A-and I nee~d... proper sleep and nutrition." she replied in English. Her teeth and jaw hurt slightly from how hard she had them clenched and grinding against each other. She once again spun around to try and make her way to the door that led to her freedom, four months of paid vacation. But then again, with Kagome's luck, the key word was try.

Her first step forward was thwarted when she was met with a hard wall and walked smack dab into it, throwing her off balance for a second and to take a step back. Small hands flew up to her abused nose, which also muffled her quiet cry of pain. Narrow eyes glared as best she could at the tall man before her, though it was most likely as effective a wilted sunflower trying to frighten away a storm cloud. Yeah, lame analogy, but it was something her father used to say when she was a child to try and cheer her up.

"You need to come with us."

Behind her hands, her lips pulled back in a silent snarl, and her blue eyes darkened as she tried to put as much of her frustration into her glare towards the man before her. Her hands dropped to her sides clenched into fists before planting them on her hips.

"Listen here..." she gave a momentary pause to step back and take in his appearance. "... Captain America, I need a lot of things. Taking orders from strangers, is not one of them!" she had made sure to put more emphasis of her words by thrusting her finger into the mans chest. When his brows merely tilted downwards, she gave a sigh as her shoulders slumped in defeat and only to stiffen when an arm dropped around them.

"Aw, come on now. You help us out, you'll be doing my friend here a favor." a dark skinned mand leaned down closer to her, ignoring the slight growl of her displeasure that she released. "In fact, you may be doing us all a favor!"

"Kindly remove yourself from my person." she sent a quick glare Inuyasha's way when he tried to silence his snickers.

"Don't be like that!" his grip around her shoulders tightened minutely.

"Remover yourself from my person." what was it with her and getting caught up in deaf men or always having to repeat herself with them. Not only that, she could feel anger coming from the only female that was with the group.

"Now, you just help my man here, and..."

It happened so fast. She had taken the man's hand that had refused to leave her person, had twisted it behind his back and he now also had her knee pressing into his back. She planted him face down on the low coffee table, his twisted arm still in her grip.

"Do NOT act so familiar with me." she put a tad amount of pressure on the arm in her grip before releasing him and stepping away, also making sure to push off from the knee planted in his back. She gave a glare to Captain America and walked around him, making it only as far as Inuyasha before she actually started to sway on her feet. Seeing that she did need his help, said person scooped her up bridal style into his arms and started for the door.

"I love her. And she needs your help."

Kagome had Inuyasha stop and looked back at him. Tired half lidded eyes took in the group one last time before even that became to much for her.

"She feel the same way?" she speech was slurred, and near inaudible with how quiet she was now and the yawn that broke in between.

The reply came without hesitation and was strong with his conviction. "Yes."

"Then who am I to deny love. Call me..." another yawn and her head fell against Inuyasha's shoulder, already her body and mind finally shutting down for it's much needed sleep. "... at the end of the week. We can... talk... then." and just like that, she was out.

Duke, or Captain America as Kagome had dubbed him, made a move to step forward and to protest, but was stopped at Inuyasha's hissed command.

"You've waited this long to call in, a week won't hurt much either."

Sesshoumaru sighed as the whole scene finally came to an end, and the two men waited a few moments before returning to their seats. The one complaining about physical abuse he endured from woman, the other clenching his jaw and fists.

"Well, I must apologize for her... actions. For the past half year she has been trying to recover two years work from memory alone." already he was going through which contact information he was going to give out to these people before him.

"Isn't that was computers are for?"

Without bothering to look up to reply, Sesshoumaru wrote down the few details along with the contact information.

"We were hacked six months ago. In order to save all her work and the company, she took an ax to the servers effected."

Breaker's brow lifted in disbelief. Could someone really do that? A quick glance at Snake Eyes reminded him, that yes, someone could and would if the means were necessary and time was short. His brows furrowed when he remembered how he skimmed cyber space looking for anything that could help Duke, on his urgings and words. Did his... looking cause the woman to drastically kill any servers?

"These are the contacts for Kagome. Please do wait until the end of the week. And once again, I apologize for her temper." he handed the obvious man in charge. "... forewarning though." he had yet to release the paper when a sudden thought struck him.

"What you all just saw now was a rather mild version of her temper. I do suggest you try and stay on her good side and let her do what she needs to do to... help you." he released the paper, and both men sat back into their seats. "Her temper can be rather... explosive." another sigh was released. He just knew he would be hearing from a lot of people by the end of the day. His mate, the kit, the miko's mother were just a few from the never ending list of associates that said miko seemed to acquire throughout the ages.

"Is there anything else that I can assist you in?"

"No, this should just about do it." with that said, all who were seated stood up, Sesshoumaru walked to stand in front of his desk and shook the man's hand.

"I thank you for your time. If anything should come up, we'll contact you or... Miss. Kagome." the man smirked when properly placing gender to 'K' now that they knew her identity.

"Hn, preferably me. Seeing as she will most likely cut herself from the outside world for the week."

After that, farewells were exchanged and the group left his office building, the one man grumbling the entire time after his abuse. Sesshoumaru let himself plop back into his seat, feeling very much too old at the moment. Pressing the button on his desk phone, he appointed his secretary to cancel anything he had for the rest of the day and that once she was done, she too had the day off as well.

All he wanted to do right now was go home and relax, maybe take some stress out in the dojo. It seemed even with the second chance in life, the miko would be caught up in something. After a certain age, one would think he could no longer be surprised, but with Kagome... Things would never be smooth or relaxed. She had a way of bringing utter chaos no matter where she went or whether it was her intention of not. But... surprisingly enough, despite the chaos that followed her, everything cleared up for the better whenever she was involved. Kami forbid, she was always involved.

AN: This one has been rattling in my head for a long time actually, so I typed it up a while ago and decided to share it with all of you. Yet another idea... blarg.