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Higurashi	By : WillowCarlisle Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 21294 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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�My goodness, it�s been a while, hasn�t it?�
Amaru looked down into the translucent eyes of the woman before him. It had been nearly thirty years since he�d last seen the eccentric little creature, though he�d recognized her voice immediately over the phone. Thirty years since she�d last sought him out, in hopes of getting an answer to the now age-old question of what would become of the business the two of them shared. More the reason to question her presence now, he surmised, intriguing a predicament as it may be.
�Touran,� he acknowledged, watching her movements carefully as she leaned forward to swipe a finger across him cheek. �I�m pleased you�ve decided to pay a visit, belated as it may be. It has been over a week since you first arrived.�
The cat demon smirked at him, rubbing the lipstick she�d wiped off of his cheek between two lean fingers.
�So forward, Amaru,� she chastised. �I thought you said you were happy to hear from me.�
�Happy doesn�t quite describe this feeling.�
Her laugh was light and airy as she reclined, looking him over as though deciding on what approach to take next.
�I need a place to stay,� she said bluntly, softening the impromptu request with a flirtatious flip of her hair. �You�re the only person I know in this god-awful city. That, and I�ve run low on cash. Addictive little game, pachinko. I wouldn�t be so rude as to ask for some staying funds, but a room should do nicely. You know I wouldn�t dare return to your territories without coming to you first.�
His eyes remained locked with hers, searching their depths for what was sure to be traces of a lie. There was nothing there, but he couldn�t help but think�
�You --�
He broke off. Ears twitching ever so slightly, golden eyes keen as they scoured the passing crowds, Amaru�s senses spiked at the sudden familiar tremor that coursed over his skin like a gentle caress.
� Kagome�?
He took a long, silent breath, methodically sifting through the ludicrous amalgam of scents that bombarded his sensitive nose. Paring away layer after layer from the multitudes of aromas, he frowned slightly when he had yet to uncover her delicate fragrance.
�Problem?� Touran asked, her eyes never leaving him as his attention was abruptly directed elsewhere.
�A minor discrepancy,� he brushed the silly notion away, returning his gaze to her own curious ones. �Nothing to concern yourself with.�
She laughed. �Always the dog before the man, I see. Let me guess. Your adorable little puppy nose can�t find the hidden treat it�s looking for?�
His eyes narrowed at the flippant remark, making the beastly woman laugh even harder.
�I�ve always deemed humor to be the staple of desperate men,� he breathed, growing quickly annoyed with both his impaired senses, as well as the demon before him. �As I recall, there was more to your previous visit than simply slaking the thirst for cultural refreshment. We have unfinished business, Touran. I only assumed this was the premise for your invitation.�
�Must we fall back into that routine, Sesshoumaru?� she hissed lowly, a look akin to disappointment lining her features. �You know, you�re not half as callous as you pretend to be. I seem to recall, less than five ningen lifespans ago, a certain stoic brute going out of his way to revive a young demon�s only siblings for her in the midst of battle.�
�A technicality, at best,� he retorted calmly, elbows on the arms of his chair, and fingers meeting in a sharp steeple.
�You can�t fool me, you old tyrant,� she laughed. �Why else would you have taken me into your empire centuries later? Out of guilt? Shame? Duty, perhaps? Or could it be you�re just fond of my feline appeal? The thrill of defying animal nature for a quick romp with a pretty little kitty?�
�Don�t flatter yourself,� he sighed, allowing his suspicions to fall by the wayside as her playful prodding got the better of him.
�So what do you say?� she relented, head tilted to the side as she continued to watch him. �One final favor for old times� sake? I�ll only need the room for a few days. A week at the most.�
Something in the tone of her voice caught his attention. Eyes level, revealing nothing of his inner machinations, Amaru nodded slowly in assent.
�One week,� he agreed. �Ms.Weston will accommodate you.�
Touran laughed easily as she rose, flicking a strand of hair over her shoulder as she went. �That was fairly painless now, wasn�t it? You�re getting much better at this hospitality thing.�
�It would seem that the duty is required of me much more often, as of late,� he agreed acerbically, rising from his seat as well.
�My, my,� she countered jovially. �Even your sense of humor is getting a dramatic overhaul. I�m impressed.�
He suppressed a growl of annoyance.
�Either way,� she went on, �I thank you kindly for doing this on such short notice.�
�Do your best to stay in touch,� he tossed over his shoulder as he turned and began to stride purposefully in the opposite direction.
�I�ll do that,� her voice called back to him.
Touran watch the tall, infuriating demon until he disappeared from view, shaking her head at his sudden, yet wholly transparent, retreat. He�d suspected her of something, she knew. No doubt he intended to keep as close an eye on her as he could manage for the remainder of her stay.
�Well, do you damnedest, O Great White Demon,� she laughed to herself, reaching for the cell phone at her waist and pressing the auto-dial.
Three rings later, a voice answered the call.
�He�s agreed to give me a place to stay,� the blue-haired woman breathed into the receiver as she whirled and began walking in the direction of the grand hotel. �Yes, he suspects something, but I took care of it. I made sure that the girl saw us together. He�ll be too preoccupied with that to worry about what we�re doing.�
Pausing to cast a glance in the direction Amaru had taken, she smiled at the response that came through from the other line.
�My thoughts exactly,� she agreed. �After this, I�ll never have to worry about repaying my debt to him for as long as I live��
*~~~
Angela Weston sat quietly behind the Hanataka Hotel reception desk, her eyes trained on the figure that stepped into the foyer from the noisy streets outside. His eyes shifted quickly over his surroundings, bypassing her with little interest as he called to one of the attendants that catered to the guests. Unloading three large bags onto the boy, the man turned his gaze back to the glass entryway, seemingly following the motion of the crowd that passed them by.
She watched as his ears seemed to perk, his head turning as his eyes trailed a figure that moved through the mass. She followed the direction he turned in, brows narrowing as she spotted a young girl running frantically past the rotating doors.
�Oi! Kagome!�
Eyes wide, Angie stared in shock as the man broke into a run, sideswiping a guest in his hurry to pursue the girl.
�Kagome�?�
�What�s going on over there?� a voice called to her from the other end of phone she�d forgotten that she was holding.
�Darnedest thing I ever did see,� Angie explained to her companion, cradling the phone as she continue to look off down the road. �He�s here. And� so�s that girl. Looks like she�s awfully torn up over something. Poor little darlin��
�What?!?� the shrill voice demanded. �Stop him! Find some kind of distraction until I get there, dammit! Whatever you do, don�t let him get to that girl!�
Jolting at the resounding click on the other line, she jumped quickly into action.
�Juuro!� the older woman called to the waiter as he strode past the desk toward the elevators. �I need you to do something for me, dear.�
�Ma�am?� the little man asked curiously.
�Take this,� she commanded, scribbling on a piece of paper as quickly as her hands would allow. �There was a white-haired man in the foyer just now. He�s heading very quickly toward the Alta tower. Give him this note for me, will you? Go as quickly as you can.�
�White?� Juuro asked with budding curiosity as he took the slip. �You mean the younger brother of--�
�QUICKLY, Juuro!�
�Yes, Ma�am,� he piped, straightening his jacket as he scurried toward the exit.
Wringing the material of her uniform skirt between her hands, the older woman sat anxiously, hoping the note would not be too late.
*~~~
�Kagome! Oi, Kagome!�
Stumbling to a stop at the sound of her name, Kagome spun, searching the streets with bleary eyes for the source of the sound.
�Hey� are you ok?�
She turned, coming up short as a violently panting Yutaka reached for her arm.
�Yutaka�� she breathed, bursting into a fresh bout of tears at the concerned look on his face. �I� I want to go home!�
He tripped slightly, nearly falling backward as she flung herself into his arms at full force. Frowning deeply, and struggling for breath, he turned her across the street without a word. The car was parked at a lopsided angle against the south curb, and they waded slowly through the traffic and streams of people at the cross section, before he could pull the keys from his pocket to open her door.
�Here,� he spoke gently, tugging at her arms. �Get in. I�ll take you straight home, ok?�
She nodded, sniffling and blinking back her tears as she slid into the seat and he closed the door. Bounding around to the driver�s side, he unlocked the door and hopped in. The key was in the ignition before he turned to look at her again.
�Do you want to talk about it?� he asked as he pulled slowly into the traffic. �Is there anything I can do?�
�No,� she whispered simply, turning away and curling up against the passenger side door. �I just want to go home��
Nodding, he turned to face the road ahead. It must have been something terrible for her to fall apart so completely. The Kagome he was seeing now was a drastic change from the perky girl he�d dropped off only hours before.
Just when I thought she was doing ok�
Steering them north, he eased his way through the heavy congestion, tapping the steering wheel impatiently as they neared the open expressway. Scanning the lane for an opening, his head snapped forward as a blur of blue and white passed on the left side of the car. Sure his eyes were deceiving him, Yutaka turned in his seat to look back at the man at the side of the road. Squinting through the noon light, he shook his head as he got a better view. The figure seemed to be looking his way, but as he turned and slipped into the north-bound stream of traffic, he couldn�t be sure.
Either way, it hadn�t been that Kiken guy, as he�d somehow thought it might be. Just some younger street punk with crazy white hair.
*~~~
Inuyasha stared down the street, watching the little Honda as it revved up, keeping speed with the outbound traffic. It was Kagome he�d seen. And she�d been crying. The way she�d almost fallen apart right there in the streets told him something horrible had to have happened. Hackles slightly raised, he turned angrily toward the Hanataka hotel.
He had to have been right. That feeling he had earlier today was probably dead on. Misako had given him a strange look when he�d explained the premonition he had to her. Thankfully, she hadn�t protested when he�d grabbed the few things he needed and made his way across town. The sense of foreboding hadn�t left him even as he pulled into the hotel parking area. Sesshoumaru had something to do with this. He just needed to figure out what.
�Excuse me, sir!� a voice piped up from his left. �Sir? Excuse me!�
Pausing, he turned, looking about the crowd.
�Sir?� someone tapped on his shoulder.
The uniform alone told him this was one of his brother�s workers. He stared at the man, waiting expectantly for whatever he�d run all the way out here for.
�I have a note for you, sir,� the man went on, handing the piece of paper over.
�Who�s it from?� he demanded, looking over the words in disbelief. �Oh, never mind. Guess the bastard wants to meet up with me somewhere��
�Pardon?� the old man inquired, confusion etched obviously on his face.
�My stupid brother,� Inuyasha grunted, turning and chucking the note into his pocket.
�But that note is from--�
Before the man could finish, he hurried across the street in the direction of the Flags Caf�. He had a bone to pick with the bastard for sending a stupid note like this with his stinking waiter.
�Meet you at the caf� to talk, huh?� Inuyasha mumbled as he shoved past some random jerk. �Oh, I�ll show you talking, alright. Talk my fist right down your goddam throat.�
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