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Chapter 19
Making Headlines

Kagome moaned
in pain; her neck was extremely sore, though, for the life of her, she couldn�t
remember why. �It must be a bad posture.� She reasoned as she debated whether or not to
leave the heavenly warmness or not. She
was always one to enjoy a good sleep, but as she became more aware of her
surroundings, she realized she was sleeping on a cold hard surface. �Where did I doze of this time?� She mumbled to herself as she tried to
stretch.
She
screamed. The sudden pain jolted through
her body. Tears edged her eyes as she
tried to control her breathing.
Something warm and wet stroked the back of her neck, melting the pain
away. A reassuring growl calmed
her. She relaxed for a second. Then, her brain was functional once
more. �Inu Yasha?�
�Does it still
hurt?� He questioned from behind her.
�What�s going
on? Where am I?�
�You�re at the
bar.� He explained. She could feel him examining the back of her
neck.
�What
happened?�
�You passed
out.� He explained calmly as he placed a
fresh ice pack on her neck. She relaxed
into his touch.
�Inu Yasha,
what�s wrong with my neck?� She asked
tensely. Something was not right with
this picture. All she could remember was
arguing with him before a great pain consumed her.
�Nothing�It�s
still a bit swollen, but I think that�s normal.�
�Normal?� She exclaimed as she sat up. Immediately, she regretted the move. The pain in her neck moved into her back.
�Well, you
humans are really delicate when it comes to these things.�
�These
things?� Kagome was having trouble
breathing. What had he done? She traced the back of her neck with her
fingers and discovered two distinct symmetric scars. �You marked me?� She accused.
�You�re the one
that wanted a fucking commitment!� Inu
Yasha jumped to the defensive, as usual.
He hadn�t expected her to get mad.
�So you just
marked me?� She looked at him with
hurt-filled eyes.
�Don�t you
fucking go turning this on me again!� He
demanded. �You�re the one that�s fucking
confusing me all the time!�
�Me? I�m the one that�s putting herself out
there. I have no clue what you
feel!� She retorted indignantly.
�I fucking
marked you! Isn�t that clear enough?�
�No!�
�I can�t
believe you!� Inu Yasha shouted as he
stood up. �You keep sending these mixed
signals, and then expect me to jump right on them!�
�Mixed
signals? I was clear with what I
wanted!� She shouted back.
�First you give
me the lets be friends speech! Then, you
switch to marathon sex night, and next thing I know, you are demanding a
fucking commitment! All in the span of a
minute!� He accused.
�First of, I
was giving you a way out with the friend thing.
I didn�t want to force you into something you didn�t want. Second, I never said anything about a
�marathon sex nigh!��
�Yes you did. �I want much more than that�I don�t think you
can handle me.�� Inu Yasha retorted in a
bad high pitch imitation of her voice.
�I was talking
about a relationship, you idiot! I want
more than sex, but can you handle my freaking schedule?� She shouted back.
�Then why
didn�t you say that!�
�I did! You�re the one that keeps his feelings
hidden, sending un-decodable messages!
You don�t want to be alone, but you want a one night stand, and then you
mark me! Without my freaking permission,
too!�
�I thought
that�s what you wanted!� He defended.
�Not like
that! I wanted it to come from you,
because you wanted it.�
�I did!�
�You did?� She looked at him in confusion.
�I did.� He whispered back.
�Then, why did
you do it like that? Why without
warning, or asking?�
�Would you have
said yes?� He asked with an indifferent
growl.
�Yes, I would
have.�
�Then, why were
you leaving?�
�Because�I
thought you didn�t want me, and I wanted to retain some dignity.� Kagome accused, as she stood up.
�Stupid bitch.�
He growled as he grabbed her belt and
pulled her towards him. His kiss was
unexpected, at least to her, but it did not stop her from enjoying it.
�What did I say
about calling me a bitch?� Kagome
whispered as they pulled apart. She
rested her head on his chest as he held her in a tight embrace.
�You can�t say
anything about it. You�re my bitch
now.� He smirked. Finally, he had won one argument.
�Inu Yasha,
what time is it?� She suddenly asked.
�Four
something.� He shrugged.
�I�m late for
work!� She screamed as she reached for
her purse. She quickly found her work
phone. She had missed five calls, all
from her producer. Dialing back, she
thought of a good excuse, though she never got to use it.
�Save it,� her
producer spoke before she could start, �I had given you the rest of the week
off. I knew you would be too distraught
to work. I�m glad you�re body finally
agreed with me. I know you
overslept. Anyhow, the guy from
yesterday is filling in, and we are going to send a cameraman down to the park
for a follow up. I am assuming that
you�re with the hanyou you�re not dating, since Miroku would have called
me. Help the guy out. You don�t need to be on camera, just show him
where your sources are. Oh, and I hope
he gave you the recuperative sleep
you need.� With that, her producer hung
up.
�Maybe
tonight.� He whispered as he snuck up
behind her. He began to nibble on her
ear as she rested against him.
�Keep
dreaming.� She teased. �I need a shower.�
�My apartment
upstairs is all set in that department.�
�I�m
starving.� She complained.
�I can go pick
something up at the supermarket. I�ll
even get something healthy�like oatmeal.�
�No, I need a
fix�That dyed sugar thing you had the other day will do better.� He gave her a strange look in return. �After what I�ve been through the past few
days, you�re surprise I want a sugar fix?�
He chuckled as
he picked up the blanket on the floor.
�So, you�re off until Monday?�
�It looks
that�I just have to show the cameraman around the neighborhood.�
�My bar closes
at three on Friday�s�do you want to meet up?�
�I can come
help you close.� She smiled an
insinuation. He just smirked. Picking up the blanket, he passed by the
calendar he had on his wall, and noticed what was circled in red.
�Actually, I
can�t tonight.�
�Why, meeting
up with your other girlfriend?� She
asked taking the blanket from him.
�No�tonight
it�s not good.� He replied gruffly. He shrugged in a strange way that made her
pause. Looking at his tenseness, she
came to her own conclusion.
�Tonight�it�s
your night?�
�Keh.� He replied leaving the office. �You ought to hurry. You�ll be late.�
�I�ll stay with
you�if you want.� She quickly added.
�What for?�
�Company�or
just to help you pass the time.�
�I prefer to be
alone.� He yelled back as she followed
him up the stairs.
�So, then we
can be alone together.� She protested.
�Kagome�� He
turned towards her; the look in his eyes spoke volumes to her.
�If you�re not
ready, I understand. But, I�m here for
you�for when you are.� He silently
thanked her before entering the apartment.
She gasped. �It�s
beautiful!� She examined the dark
vibrant walls that were painted with precision care. The apartment took a dramatic new look as it
seemed bigger. The color opened up the
room for so many possibilities.
�It�s not
bad. Mr. Morimoto, the shop owner,� he
waited for her to nod before continuing, �said he would have the molding I
asked for next week. After that, I�m
going to start moving in furniture.�
�You�re taking
my idea?�
He shrugged. Throwing her arms around him, she pulled him
down for a quick messy kiss. �Thank
you.�
�Keh, you�re my
girl. Of course I�m going to take some
of your suggestions.�
�I wasn�t your
girl when you painted this�was I?� She
suddenly remembered that she had been out the entire night.�
�I did this
after I left your place.� He explained
as he led her to the bathroom. She was
amazed by the work. He had once boasted
about doing most of the work in his apartment, and now she knew why. He had used broken mosaic tiles of different
sizes and shades of blue for the walls.
The floor was a dusty blue tile, and the bathtub was no longer
there. He had placed a shower
instead. There was a dark blue tile wall
opposite her that kept the shower hidden.
As she stepped inside and notice the matching set of faucets, she
realized there was a feminine touch to them.
�Who helped
you?� She asked, slightly jealous.
�Sango saw this
in a magazine. I had told her that I
wanted a shower�I don�t take baths, and I don�t want to scrub a tub clean. She designed it for me.�
�She did a
great job�Where are your towels?�
�I�ll pick some
up with the cereal.� He suggested.
�And
milk.� She reminded him as he stepped
outside. She thought about turning
towards him and giving him a good bye kiss, but decided against it. She didn�t want to appear like a love sick
fool that didn�t give her man breathing space.
She got undressed and turned on the hot water. That�s when she realized her other problem:
no soap. Hopefully, Inu Yasha would
realize it. If not, the hot water
pressure alone would do wonders for her.
Her breathing
had relaxed and so had her limbs. Her
neck had stopped hurting soon after they had stopped fighting. Life was good. Yes, she was violating a few ethical rules,
but she was happy. Inu Yasha was an
incredible guy that made her feel alive.
She would just have to pass on the story. That was not realistic. She would find a way to deal with her
conscience when she reached that bridge.
Until then, it was just her and the hot water.
Kagome screamed
as she lost her balance. The sudden
explosion rocked the building. The
shower head spit out one last burst of water before completely shutting off. Kagome, failing to regain her balance fell
hard, using her hand to break her fall.
She was glad she hadn�t been in a bath tub: she would have hit her
head. Stepping out of the shower, she
ignored the pain in her right hand as she put on her pants and tank top. She didn�t have time to waist. Inu Yasha was out there, and she recognized
the sounds of car alarms going off early in the morning too well.
She was
suddenly in the Middle East again. She was in that school, and Juan was
screaming her name again. It had been
difficult to pull up her jeans with her legs still wet, but she was too
determined to allow that to stop her.
She slipped on her shoes without bothering with socks before running out
the door.
The hall way
was a mess. Some boards Inu Yasha had
stacked up on the side had come loose and where now blocking the stairs. She tried jumping above them as she raced down
to the main floor. The boards creaked
beneath her before one broke and caught her foot. Screaming in pain, she pulled her foot
free. She didn�t care about swelling or
permanent damage. Inu Yasha was out
there, and the strange pain surging through her heart told her something was
wrong. He was a hanyou, but not
immortal.
She stepped
through the front door and found herself in a city of rubble. Most of the windows in the neighboring
buildings had been blown out by the force.
The streets were covered in glass and fallen cement blocks. A few bricks had fallen on some of the parked
cars, crushing their hulls. Silently,
she was relieved she did not have her car today.
�Inu Yasha,�
she breathed as she made her way towards the supermarket. It was only up the street. She ignored the persistent pain in her foot
and hand as she kept running faster and faster.
The streets were beginning to flood with confused people. Some were screaming, others cried. They walked around aimless screaming for
their loved ones. Most were in shock.
Kagome pushed
herself through the crowed. She had to
get to Inu Yasha. The same fear that had
flooded her in that basement three years prior, invaded her blood again. She had to hurry. She had to save him. Of what, she did not know. But, she knew he needed her.
Reaching the
corner, she saw the park: an overturn collection of rubble, rock and
steel. A few fire hydrants had ruptured
and were releasing high pressured streams of water into the air and street. The
water reached a large piece of concrete that had landed on the street. That�s when she saw it. The claw hand was sticking out from beneath
the rubble. She froze as she recognized
the leather cuff. The city went silent
as the world around her collapsed.
�Inu Yasha?�
she whispered. �Inu Yasha,� her voice
picked up more strength with each repetition of his name, �Inu Yasha�Inu
Yasha�Inu Yasha!� Finally, as the sounds
of the city flooded her again, she screamed his name for all to hear,
�Inu
Yasha!�
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Sesshomaru
growled contently as the woman by his side moaned in pleasure. Only he could do that to her, even in her
sleep. Exhausted from the night�s
activities, Kagura smiled contently, as only her body was conscious of his
ministrations. How he would enjoy
teasing her about this later! Licking
his mark on her neck, he spooned her.
Softly, he pulled one of her legs over his, and teased her entrance with
his manhood. She moaned again. Kami, he could do this all day. He used his other hand to tease her breast as
he began to enter her. He moved slowly,
not to wake her. After all, they had
played this game a few times the night before.
It was obvious the young woman wasn�t used to that much exercise.
�Sesshomaru-sama!� Jaken rushed into his master�s room without
knocking. He yelped and turned
embarrassedly when he saw Sesshomaru�s female companion. Silently, the toad thanked heaven that the
two lovers were underneath the covers.
�What is
it?� The anger in Sesshomaru�s voice was
more than evident as the exhausted wind demon remained unaware of her
surroundings.
�The phone�an
emergency!� Jaken tried to explain, but
it was just too much. �Both Sango and
Myoga called�I set up the three-way.� He
explained.
�What?� He growled into his phone.
�We�re sorry to
disrupt you at home, but there�s been an incident.� Sango began.
She must have interrupted something good if Sesshomaru was openly
angry.
�What kind of
incident?�
�There�s been
an explosion at Paradise
Hills Park�about
a block away from Inu Yasha-sama�s bar.�
Myoga explained.
�My brother?�
�I can�t locate
him.� Myoga held a regrettable tone.
�And I can�t
contact the men I had follow him.� Sango
added.
�I want my
brother found immediately.� Looking at
his Rolex, he realized something else.
�Have him in medical care before sunset.� Sesshomaru growled as he stepped out of the
bed. Not caring that the embarrassed
toad was running around, unsuccessfully trying to be useful, he walked into his
closet, pick out a suit and a shirt as he gave one final order. �I�ll be in the city within the hour. I want results by then.�
He growled at
Jaken as he offered him a pair of shoes.
That damn mutt of his brother better not get himself killed; not now
that he needed him. Sesshomaru�s
carefully laid out plan could fall to pieces before his eyes. They had a right
of survivorship. Inu Yasha�s trust was
primarily set up using company assets.
If he died, the money and the stock would go to Naraku, breaking the
delicate balance of power. The only
reason Sesshomaru still had his share in the company after his father�s death
was due to him being a partner in the company when Naraku joined them. If Naraku died, in theory, Sesshomaru would
receive his share. Though, his father,
the wise Inu Lord he was, had found a loophole in the law. He named Inu Yasha his successor, and gave
him the survivorship rights. Even though
Inu Yasha would not receive one share of his father�s initial stock holdings,
the day Naraku died, he would receive half of the spider demon�s shares.
As he looked at
the sleeping woman in his bed, Sesshomaru clutch his shirt. He needed those shares to go to Inu
Yasha. Though, he did not approve of his
brother�s blood, he rather the company stayed primarily in the family. If Inu Yasha was unavailable to receive his
share, for any reason, they would be put up for public sale. Sesshomaru was not going to allow that.
Putting on his
tie, he called out to Jaken, �Make sure she has food ready when she wakes
up. I imagine she will be hungry.�
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Inu Yasha first
noticed the feeling of freedom. He was
weightless and relaxed in the darkness.
Although his chest burned, he was in no pain or stress. He saw the light next. It was warm and beautifully blue, like the
eyes of someone he felt he should remember.
It wasn�t important. The light
was calling to him. It had a woman�s
voice. It was a lovely voice, and
strangely familiar�perhaps death had one of those voices. It was probably why no one ever saw her
coming.
As he reached
the light, he felt tense. Something was
wrong. The light burn; his chest
burned. He didn�t want to go. It hurt.
His chest heaved as he felt air being pushed down his throat. This wasn�t right, but the voice was more
urgent�pleading. More air�he was feeling
sick. �Stop,� he wanted to scream, but
he had no voice. He coughed as more air
was forced upon him. He was
chocking�drowning in air. How could that
be? One final burst of air filled his
lungs, forcing him into a coughing spree.
His eyes
remained unfocused as he registered the terrible silence. It was followed by a persistent ringing. He blinked several times before he saw her,
leaning over him, crying. �Kagome?� He asked in confusion. Her mouth moved, but he could hear nothing
more than the ringing. Why was she
crying? What was going on? It was at that moment the paramedics
arrived.
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Kagome moved
away from Inu Yasha to allow the paramedics to take over. They explained that the hanyou had at least
two broken bones and a concussion. She
hugged Mr. Morimoto in thanks and turned
to the other three helpers. Between the
five of them, they had been able to pull the concrete slab off of Inu
Yasha. When she had seen him lying on
the dirty street, blood coming down his chin, not breathing, she had almost
died. The others looked away in
hopelessness, but she didn�t. Thanking
the heavens for having been trained in CPR, she made him breathe. There was no way in hell she was going to let
him leave her that soon.
She thanked the
two youkai that had moved in to help them, and after noticing the Full Moon
Enterprises Logo on their jackets, she asked them to thank Sango as well. They were embarrassed for being caught, but
knew that this was one of those situation in which you had to break cover.
The third man
was Kagome�s cameraman. He had moved to
his van and prepared the audio equipment.
She looked at him in confusion as he threw her a business jacket. �Boss lady said we�re going international
with this. I hope you remember your on
site reporting training.�
The minute
Kagome had the jacket and earpiece on, she was removed from her world. �On whose behave am I reporting?� she asked
as he started the countdown.
�The entire network.�
The camera
focused on her, �A few minutes ago, a large explosion rocked downtown Tokyo. As you can see behind me, Paradise Hills
Park has been completely
destroyed; the area is devastated. Pieces
of glass from the nearby windows are sprinkled across the street; cars have
been destroyed; people are wandering the streets looking for their loved ones,
and though we no of no fatalities at this point, there have been multiple
injuries. We are lost in a sea of chaos,
as we try to make sense of the situation.
This is Kagome Higurashi from the Morning Scoop, reporting on behave of
FME Networks.�
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Naraku smiled
as Kanna contacted the mayor. He loved
it when a good plan came together. He
should have contacted the Shichinintai sooner. They definitely knew their work. He watched the camera leave Kagome as it
focused on the playground. If the jewel
was there, now it would be easier to find.
The camera panned around and focused on Inu Yasha, sitting on the edge
of an ambulance. They were wrapping him
up�Naraku�s smiled brighten�The Takahashi boy definitely broke some bones.
Kanna quietly
stepped into the dark room. She handed
the phone to her master before making her exit.
Naraku laid on his mauve wool comforter, wearing his matching robe and
slipper set. He hated to wake up this
early, but that was the price of business.
�Hello? I just saw the
devastation on television. I want you to
know that you have my full backing for the rebuilding. I would like to volunteer my services to restore
the park. It didn�t deserve to go down
like this.�
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Sesshomaru
stepped onto the scene as if he were a god.
While the pitiful beings around him were scurrying around to extinguish
fires and evacuate buildings, he walked straight onto the heart of the
explosion without blinking an eye. The
smell was the only thing that bothered him.
The dust, fire, charred flesh, and gasoline, didn�t make a pleasant
combination in his opinion.
His expert eyes
scanned the crowed. He had already seen
Kagome�s reports. Every fifteen minutes
she was giving an update, and seeing her report with her hair in tangles, dust
on her face and clothes and her obviously bruised hand as she calmly informed
the public of what was going on, he knew he needed to move her. She was an amazing reporter. She kept her head cool, while reporting the
facts. She projected an image of
confidence and authority. The public
believed her when she spoke. Why
wouldn�t they? She looked like a
firefighter stepping out of a burning building.
She had been there. She had
survived. She would guide the public
through their unrest.
His brother
wasn�t in the ambulance, though the ambulance was still there. He wasn�t surprised. Inu Yasha was too stubborn to go to the
hospital. He found Sango quickly; she
was working with the search and recovery team.
They had set up a makeshift hospital in a nearby school. Those with minor injuries that were lost or
separated from loved ones would be sent there.
At least they could tell the families where to look and where to wait
for further news.
�You�re brother
is helping with recovery. There was a
daycare on the other side of the park.
The whole entrance collapsed. He�s
helping them clear a way in.� It was the
first time he had seen Sango�s uniform dirty, though the dust and blood on it
served more as badges of honor than shame.
�Is he in
direct danger?�
�No, he�s too
hurt to go into the building. His claws
are sharp enough to cut through some of the beams faster and cleaner than any
tool. Besides, they don�t want to use a
blowtorch until they know if there are any gas leaks.�
�The girl?�
�She was
supposed to get information from Myoga for her next report.� He nodded and left her. He noticed the news van had been moved
further away from the park. He decided
that was as good a place as any to find them.
When he reached them, Myoga, who looked drained and tired, was giving
Kagome a cold resentful look. Sesshomaru
could not hear their conversation over the sirens and subsequent noise, but it
didn�t look like Kagome was paying any mind.
Her head was bowed, and she held a hand over her mouth. When she looked up, a single tear ran down
her cheek. Sesshomaru caught her
discretely brushing it away. She moved
away from the police officers and had her cameraman set up again.
Sesshomaru
reached them in time to here her report.
�It is now six
thirty in the morning; one hour has passed since the fateful explosion intruded
into the lives of all who live here. It
has also robbed this community of something precious. Captain Myoga of the Tokyo Police Department
has just informed me that Play Time Daycare, which used to stand across the
street from Paradise
Hills Park,
has been completely destroyed. Inside,
two day care professionals and a six-month baby were killed when the ceiling in
the crib area collapsed. Three small
children believed to be around the ages of three and five died of smoke
inhalation as the third floor playroom caught on fire. They are believed to be the family that owned
and operated the daycare.
�This brings
the death toll up to ten. The other four
are believed to be local youths who where in the park as part of their
community service program. The program
was designed for local high school students to go in and clean litter and gang
tags left during the night in the park before school. This program currently enrolled six students,
which are all unaccounted for.�
�The city faces
an even darker hour, as police reveal evidence of a terrorist attack. Though no organization has taken credit for
this devastating tragedy, traces of dynamite and other explosives have been
found in the area surrounding the explosion.
As of this time, the police have no suspects.�
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This was only
going to be half the chapter, but it was so long, I decided to cut it
here. I figured you guys wouldn�t mind
an extra chapter since you are complaining that you want this story to
continue. Nice twist, don�t you
think? Since not many of you bothered to
threaten me about Inu Yasha�s death, I concluded two things. One, you don�t care if he lives or dies, and
two, you already know I won�t kill him.
Though, at this rate, Kagome�s death is predicted to come in three
chapters. Also, someone said that Naraku
didn�t seem to be all that bad in this story.
Have you changed your mind? Just
because it is easier to see the evilness of other characters, do not forget who
sets everything in motion. He may be
quiet, but, as you know from the series, that is what you should be afraid of.
Someone asked
about my type-o 524662, it should have been 524663. Sorry about that. Someone else was disappointed that I didn�t
show Inu Yasha and Kagome reconcile. Did
you really think I would do that? I�m
playing with new techniques. This one
involves jumping to different time points in the plot. I�m taking it easy with this one, since it
can get confusing. The idea is to hold
suspense by revealing something that�s to come, and then going back. You guys sit and wait for me to tell you if
he�s alive, but I�m not drawing it out because you need the information you�re
reading.
I never did an
explosive scene like this. What do you
guys think? Believable? I can see a few of you going, �that must be
the climax, right?� Sorry, there is even
one explosion more climatic than that one.
Here�s a hint, nothing blows up in this one. In other words, it�s not really an explosion,
just an explosive scene. Make
sense? No, too bad, my wrist is killing
me, and I�m rambling.
PLEASE REVIEW;
I NEED THEM TO MAKE ME FORGET THE PAIN, AND CONTINUE WRITING.
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