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Sympathy for the Devil
Chapter Eleven
By Devon Masterson-Bond
Aoi37@hotmail

AN: Ren, kinky, means
being sexually unorthodox and GILF is something I kind of made up from the term
MILF/DILF meaning Girl, I�d like to fornicate (I couldn�t bring myself to write
the real word in casual conversation. I�m such a goody goody.)

�This is where we part ways,�
A tall blonde man sighed," Pater and the others will have difficulties
catching us if we all split in different directions.�

�I don�t like it Genjuro,
there is safety in numbers,� Ken sighed. He ran his hands through his brown
hair as he looked into the faces of the others. They were down to five members.
Killed and hunted by their own, it was a miserable existence.

�Normally there would be, but
there are only five us left. We have to get to our allies and warn them. We all
know it is not enough to be rid of us, Pater will lead the demon hunters
against peaceful demons as well.�

�Maybe we should have left
the demons to their doom,� A red headed man, York sighed.

�York, I owe my life to a demon,� Genjuro
shifted his satchel then looked into the eyes of his compatriots. �Do not look
surprised.�

�It�s just that we never knew
you encountered any demons outside of hunts,� York sighed.

�So then you shared my ideals
simply to have something to follow like those who follow Pater!?� Brown eyes
flashed in distaste.

�Calm down, Genjuro,� Aya
sighed stepping between the two comrades. �We all had different reasons for
wanting to end the madness. This is not the time to fight amongst ourselves.�

�You�re right Aya,� York shook his head.
�There are only a few of us left.�

Genjuro nodded as well. �If
we are successful we�ll stop him before his madness spills into the regular
world. The last thing we need is wide spread panic.� The others nodded. �Be
well.� He stuck his fist out and each of them clasped it.

�Be well,� they all murmured
before walking in a different direction. They each sought out allies and
sympathizers of their cause. How successful would the mission turn out? Were
they each seeking death?

For the first time in
Genjuro�s life, he felt completely uncertain. Pater had proved himself more
ruthless than he thought and O-Rin was following in his footsteps. Perhaps
following was incorrect, blindly walking beside him. He had hoped she would
calm down with age and responsibility, but her last mission proved she was a
lost cause. If he did not know better, he would think that this situation
started all because of this, but that would be giving her too much credit. No,
Rin�s disappearance was just a coincidence. He did not have clue where she was,
though half of the clan thought he had something to do with it.

�Back to the task at hand.� He entered the
train station. With each of them on their own, there was a higher chance of
survival/success. Unfortunately it also meant continuing the journey alone and
dwelling on thoughts from long ago.

He had been just a boy on his
first training mission when he got separated from his group in the mountains.
The last thing he remembered was seeing what looked like a murder of crow
demons flying towards him and then blackness.

�You�re awake I see,� a kind
voice mused.

Genjuro opened his eyes. In
front of him stood a kindly old woman dressed as a miko. Gray hair pulled
tightly into a pony tail and eye path gave her a quirky appearance. She was not
the type that one thought of as a miko, he had always envisioned youth and
vitality. �Yes, I am.� He sat up trying to hide his stare.

�You looked surprised.� She
stood to her feet and got a glass of water for her patient.

�I�ve never seen a real miko
before.�

�Good save,� she said
shrewdly before handing him the cup of water. She watched as he gulped it down.

�Thank you.� The miko nodded
and took the glass and turned to leave. �How long have I been out?�

�Only a few hours,� she
answered. �I�ll return you to the hunters once you are able to stand.�

�How did you��

�I have seen many things in
my time.� The miko turned around. �I try to make it a point to know what is
pursuing me.� She turned her back to him once again.

Brown eyes widened in fear.
This was a trap and he was going to die, but not without a fight. Genjuro
reached nonchalantly to his left ankle. A sense of relief settled over him once
his fingers felt the sharpness of his last line of defense. If he was quick, he
could make short work of the old demon and get back to his compatriots in one
piece. �Die vermin,� he snarled as leapt at her only to be thrown back by her
barrier.

The miko kept her back to him
as he tried to gather his composure. Perhaps he had been hasty in attacking
her. �Even though I saved your life, you still attack me without just cause.�

�You�re a demon, that�s cause
enough,� he spat as he sat up,

Dark eyes saddened. �Kaede.
My name is Kaede not vermin. Demons are much like humans there are some good
and some bad��

�You will not turn me with
your��

�I am not finished,� she
interrupted. �As a miko, I can not harm you since you do not threaten my life��

�You�re no miko,� he yelled.
�A miko is a holy woman��

Kaede turned around. �Do not
interrupt again,� she snapped losing her temper. �I am only one quarter demon
and all of my youkai, natural and marital is inhibited make me completely
human. You are the vermin. You kill without even knowing why, simply because
you are told and it�s all you know because you are complacent with that. The
demon exterminators separated from you for this reason.�

Genjuro folded his arms defiantly.
�Are you done now?�

�Quite,� she said before
everything melted from view. Genjuro shook his head as he examined the flat bed
of rock he was leaned up against. It was all an illusion.

�I must have hit my head
harder than I thought.� He stood to his feet glad to be in the land of the
living and took a step. An arrow cut through the air and slid into the ground
near him.

�Something to remember me
by,� a voice carried in the wind.

A jerking sensation startled
Genjuro out of his reverie as the train moved forward again. He fingered the
arrow head necklace he wore. They did not part on the best of terms, but for
some reason her words stayed with him and now he was seeking her out

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�Here you are, Kenji� Kagome
smiled as she sat down a vodka martini. �Shaken not stirred.�

Kenji smiled brightly. The
dark haired woman was always affectionate and humorous. �Thank you, Vixen.� He
kissed her hand lightly and motioned for her to sit with him. �You look as
lovely as always.�

�And you are forever the
charmer,� she complimented. Kagome shook her head. �When are you going to
settle down?�

�Kagome. Kagome, love, I am
far too crafty to be caught thought I do like to pretend from time to time.�

�You are hopeless,� she shook
her head. �Has there ever been a time in your life that you thought about a
family�� A sorrowful expression crossed his features at the mention of the sore
subject. �Sorry, I am such an idiot.�

�It�s okay.� He took her hand
as a mischievous smile crossed his face. �I do have a couple of ideas of how
you can make it up to me.�

Kagome flushed. �Don�t make
me slap you, Kenji.�

�Now don�t we have a dirty
mind,� he chuckled. �What would Inu Yasha say?�

�Okay fine what is it?� she
asked pushing him playfully. �But I am warning you.�

�I just want to know where
Sesshomaru is. I have a score to settle.�

�What happened?� she asked.

�Don�t worry. I am not going
to do anything to him unless��

�I don�t want to know,� she
interrupted. �He�s in his office.�

Kenji downed his drink then
smiled. �I�ll see you later,� he winked before leaving.

To be continued�

� 2005 Devon Masterson-Bond
I think we know who belongs to whom in this fan
fiction. The characters of Inu Yasha belong to their creator, Rumiko Takahashi
and everyone she leased them out to, me not being one of them.
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