Summary: A hostile teenager has been kidnapped by a mafia after witnessing something. She gives them trouble, no matter how hard they try and put her in her place, even resorting to violent tactics. "Ow! She just bit me!"

Pairing: KagomeXMello

Don't even ask, I don't even know. Someone help me and give it a better summary!

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Kagome sighed as she was shifted before being dumped on the hard floor. She let out an 'oof!' before glaring at a rather muscled man in front of her, surrounded by sneering men.

I see that you're confused so let's go back to the start, shall we?

The 18 year old female made her way down the street, carrying the groceries with little effort. Her mind drifted back to the old days, the old days where she had friends, where she travelled to the impossible, where she faced the impossible. She sighed, shaking her head before reaching into a bag and pulling out a tub of gum before taking a piece and chewing it to focus.

"Come on, Kagome. Don't think about it. Get home already." She murmured to herself. Kagome breathed in deeply before she stopped, hearing a buzz of chatter coming from her right. Being the curious one she was, Kagome turned and made her way down an alley, putting down her bags and pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She moved quietly before duckinf behind a dustbin, peeking from the edge. Four figures had their backs facing her and another in front of them. Kagome noticed their attention focused on each other so she slowly stood up from her crouched position, watching intently.

"You didn't think I would notice you leaking information?" One man grunted, a distant clicking sound entering their ears. The man pointed forward, a gun in his hand. The accused man yelped before falling to his knees, clasping his hands together and begging for his life.

"Oh no, please, I promise I'll never do it again!" He pleaded frantically, making Kagome cringe. The man holding the gun scoffed before shooting the man right in the head, blood splattering across the ground. Kagome flinched, disgusted at how cold the men seemed to be. The dots connected and Kagome, being the smart girl she was, suspected that they were possibly part of a mafia. Slowly, she snuck towards them, examining the body from behind them. It had been a while since she had seen a confrontation like this and it gave her a rush, like the good old days. Kagome cringed once again when she did something horribly similar to the movies. She accidentally kicked an empty coke can, catching the attention of the possible mafia men. She jolted when they turned to her quickly, eyes ablaze with annoyance and a bit of joy. Kagome hoped it had nothing to do with the fact that they had someone else to kill now.

"Ah, shit." She cursed, taking a nervous step back. Despite the fear rushing up her spine, it felt amazing to have the adrenaline run through her veins once again. Memories lingered at the back of her head, the times she was backed up into a corner like an animal. The feeling was brilliant. Kagome gulped before smiling nervously. "Well, I'll be off then!" The gun cocked and was aimed at her head. Kagome inwardly groaned, really wishing this hadn't happened.

"Not so fast. I'm afraid we can't let you go." The dark-haired man stated, smirking. Kagome sighed.

"I was afraid you were going to say that." She mumbled before getting into a defensive position, one foot in front of the other, her fists in front of her body. The men laughed at her, taking in her small, weak-looking stature. The man with the gun kept his hood up, raising his opposite hand and biting into a bar of chocolate. Kagome took offence to their laughter and growled, her fear being replaced with her trademark anger. "Oi, you prats! Just because I'm small doesn't mean I can't kick your asses! Just because you're a mafia doesn't make you stronger or better than me!" She yelled at them, getting pissed. The man holding the gun grinned in amusement. Kagome was feisty and seemed rather observant if she could tell that they were part of a mafia. One man lunged at her. Kagome ducked before bringing herself up, turning and roundhouse kicking his head, the heel of her boot smashing into his temple and knocking him down. "Take that, stereotypical bastard. Don't mess with a lady." Kagome huffed.

"You damned brat!" Another mafia member yelled, charging forward. Kagome blocked his fists and grabbed his arm, turning so her back faced him. She lurched forward, flipping him over her shoulder. Straightening her back, Kagome stuck her middle finger up at him, the man groaning. She sighed before narrowing her eyes angrily at the last two who remained.

"Anyone else?" Kagome asked menacingly. Dusting her hands off, she turned to go when rapid footsteps came up behind her and she was hauled over the weapon-holding male's shoulder. She yelped as the two probably bruised men rose to their feet, glaring at her. Kagome reached behind her and pulled down her skirt, her free hand gripping onto the jacket of her kidnapper. She thrashed her legs about, fingers digging through the fabric of the jacket. "Oi, you prick, put me down! I swear to God, I'll break your fucking no-agh!" Kagome blushed in embarrassment when the man slapped one of her bare thighs to shut her up. "Did you just fucking slap me there?!" She asked.

"What, did you want me to spank you? Dirty girl~! I wouldn't mind doing it." The man teased, making Kagome tense up and her cheeks burn more.

"Pervert!" Kagome exclaimed, raising a fist and pounding it against the man's back, feet kicking about. The man smacked her thigh again, silencing her.

"Shut up or else there are worse consequences than this." He growled. Kagome sighed but went limp, one arm dangling over his back, a hand holding the edge of her skirt down and legs swaying as the man started walking. Kagome stared at two men in front of her vision, both chuckling at her embarrassment. She glared at them and opened her mouth.

"Wanna say something to my face?! I'll give you a hell of a lot more bruises to wake up to, dickheads!" Kagome snapped. The man holding her got ticked off and smacked her across the bum. Kagome let out a squeal in shock. He actually did it, the bastard! Kagome shut her mouth, not wishing it to go any further than it already had. Forced to put on a blindfold, Kagome awaited for her fate.

And thus, how she had gotten into the position she was in now. Kagome folded her arms and stared at the man whom seemed to be the boss of this mafia. He sent his own fierce glare at her. Kagome mentally admitted that it was great facing danger again.

"You, girl, why are you here?" He demanded an answer. Kagome's glare hardened before coming up with an alias quickly.

"First of all, the name's not girl, it's Sango. Second, your dickheaded goons over there," she jerked her thumb towards the men. "Kidnapped me. I swear to God, I will kick his ass." She glared at the blond male eating chocolate, the very one who had carried her.

"She witnessed us kill that treacherous rat, Dean." The blond girly-boy said. "She's a good fighter, also rather intelligent. We could use her."

"Like I'm going to help you dickwads!" Kagome said angrily.

"Then we'll lock you up until you break and work with us." The blond growled. Kagome crossed her arms again before hearing the boss speak.

"Then lock her up. Make sure to put her into that room with the bathroom, the bed and that can be monitored." The boss nodded. Kagome was pulled to her feet and being dragged by the blond male. Kagome silently allowed him to pull her along before growing curious.

"So, what's your name?" She asked, looking at him. He broke off a bit of chocolate, chewing it thoughtfully.

"Mello. They call me Mello." He murmured. They continued quietly before he brought her to a room. Kagome entered it before looking at Mello.

"Um, if it's not too much bother, could you please pick up my groceries from the alleyway you took me from. A bag has clothing and the other has some food. I don't think you guys would want me eating your food while I'm going against your wishes." Kagome sent a smile to him. Mello hummed in annoyance before shutting the door and locking it, walking off. Kagome sighed, crossing her arms and sitting on the bed. She sent a glare up at the camera in the upper corner of her room.

Just great.