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For the Love of My Rose Hime
Forty-first Rose: Prequel To Tragedy
by Nikkie23534
Tokyo, Japan...
He walks through the house. He passes others dressed in uniform, listening to garbled voices on radios. He turns his head to the right, as a bright flash. A woman was taking pictures, as her partner scribbled notes down. He continues through, taking notice of all the damage as he walks. Shaking his head in dismay. 'Who could have done this? And, why?' he thought to himself, as he walked down to her bedroom. It was where the most destruction had taken place. Entering the room, he paused looking around in terror. 'Dear god!' He walked in, stepping on pieces of broken glass and wood. Clothes thrown all over, some torn to pieces, others covered in paint and blood. The walls covered in spray paint and urine, and their was a large pool of blood on the carpet. A flash went off again, drawing his attention to the stains covering the bed. Turning his head in disgust, he left the room. Upon leaving, he was confronted by a young officer holding a broken frame. Taking the frame from him, the man stared at her torn picture inside.
"Who do you think could have done this sir?" Staring at the distorted picture, he had yet to acknowledge the younger man. "The owner has been taken to Tokyo Memorial. The young man that lives here is at the hospital with her and her family. She's still in surgery. The nurse said, it doesn't look to good. Just like you ordered, sir!" The older man nodded, sighing heavily he handed the picture to the young officer. "It's a shame, isn't it, sir? The neighbors all say, that the people that live here, are pillars in the community! They own the a local restaurant in the business district." Looking back at his superior, he continued. "Um...I understand that you know the people that live here, Det. Mitsou, sir."
Taking off his shades, Det. Naraku Mitsuo handed the picture back to the man. "Yes. Mrs. Fuma is my wife's aunt. She and her granddaughter own that cafe."
Just then, an older man in a dark suit came in. Walking up to Naraku, he gave the young man a look that just screamed 'get lost'. The nervous young cop bowed and left them alone. Naraku bowed to the man, who in turn, walked past him looking into the bedroom. Turning to Naraku, the man cleared his throat. "I don't want you working this case, Mitsuo. You're to close, let someone else handle this."
Naraku bowed to the man, then stared him in the eye. "With all due respect, sir. I can't do that, Captain."
The man, unfazed by Naraku's statement, looked back into the room. Shaking his head, he sighed. "I knew you would say that. I have known the Fuma's for over 20 years. They're the most honorable people I have ever known!" Turning to grim eyes to Naraku, he sighed rubbing the bridge of his nose. "All right. I'll leave it to you for...now. But, the minute you overstep your bounds on this, I'm giving it to someone else. You understand?"
Naraku bowed as the man walked past him, on his way out. "Yes, sir. Thank you, Capt. Nakajima. I won't let you down."
Looking back at Naraku, the man smirked. "You'd better not, or it won't be just me you'll have to answer to. If and when she pulls through, Keade-San will a thing or two to say about the matter. Not to mention a certain young woman, who is currently on her honeymoon!" Turning from him, Captain Nakajima wave his hand as he walked out. "Handle it, Naraku!"
Naraku called the young officer over, and said, "I want a full report of this on my desk, in the morning. And, make sure you include statements from the neighbors."
The young man nodded, as he jotted down Naraku's demands. "Is there anything else, sir?"
"Yes." Turning his back on the man, to look in the bedroom. "I want every inch of that room dusted! I want all the epithelials tested and ran through the main database! I want a profile on everything!" Turning to the nervous young officer, he leveled him with an icy stare. "And, I mean EVERYTHING! I want suspects. There's got to be something in that mess, that can identify someone. Handle it!"
"Y-yes, sir!" Cried the young man, as he gave a quick salute and ran off. Naraku was about to leave, when
Rubbing his eyes, Naraku walked to the front door. Passing the front parlor, he pause as something caught his eye. Walking inside, using a tissue, he picked up the picture. It was a portrait of the families at InuYasha and Sesshomaru's wedding ceremony. Looking at the broken picture, Naraku's blood began to boil. "Damn you straight to hell! I know you had something to do with this! And, I WILL find the proof! I promise you!" At that time, his cellphone rang. Pulling it from his pocket, he smiled at the picture of his family. He walked out, hitting the talk button. "Hello."
"Hiya, dad." Said a very sleepy little boy. "Are you coming to take us home, now?"
Naraku smiled as he got into his car. He had had the officers pick up his family, and take them to the shrine. "No, son, we are going to be sleeping there tonight. We'll go home in the morning. How are things there? Are you and your sister all right?"
"Yeah, I think she's asleep. The police officers are still here to, they're outside in the car. Dad?"
"Yeah, son?"
"What's going on? Mom was in her old room, she was crying." Shippo said, in a very sullen voice. "Gramps and grandma went to the hospital. They said that Auntie was hurt. Will she be okay, dad?"
"I hope so, Ship. I'm sure the doctors and nurses are working on it, son. She'll be fine. Where is your mother?"
"She put Kanna in her old bed. I'm supposed to sleep in Uncle Sou's room." The boy paused for a second. "Hold on, dad. Here she is." Turning to his mother, the boy smiled. "It's dad, mama. He's waiting to talk to you."
"Thank you, sweetheart. Tell him goodnight, then go to up to bed."
"Goodnight, dad."
"Goodnight, my boy. Remember, you're in charge until I get there. Make sure you keep watch of the house, got that son?"
"Yes, sir, Det. Mitsuo, sir! You can count on me!" Shippo said handing the phone to his mother. "Here mama, dad wants to talk to you. I'm gonna keep watch." With that, the energized boy ran out of the room. On his way to 'check' the perimeter, like his father said.
Shaking her head, Kagome couldn't help but smile at her boy. 'Crazy like his dad!' "Hello dear, are you on your way home?"
Naraku sighed tiredly, before answering her. "Yeah, there is nothing I can do tonight. How are you holding up?"
Kagome glanced to the hall, making sure she was alone. "Mama called, she said that they are doing all they can. Juromaru has a nasty gash on his head, and a wound in his shoulder. But, he's going to be fine. Gramps is in the guest shrine, offering prayers. Are you coming home, now?"
"Not for a while, Kags. Things are pretty bad there, babe. The whole house is a wreck! Everything is a mess!"
Kagome nodded sadly, tears burning her eyes, and trailing down her face. "Do you have any leads on, who would do this to them?"
"Nope. Not yet. I have them dusting the place for prints and taking samples of everything. It'll be a while, before we have anything. We should get something soon though. The bastards left a lot of stuff behind."
Curious, Kagome asked, "Like what?"
Naraku shifted behind the wheel, not wanting to go over it on the phone. "I'll tell you later, babe. I'll be there soon, I have a stop to make before I come."
"Okay, be careful. I love you, Spider." She said, blowing him a kiss over the receiver.
"Heh, I love you to, miko. Later!" He smiled, pushing the end button. Going through his phonebook, he found the name he was looking for. He pressed talk and waited for someone to answer. Glancing at the clock on the dashboard, he winced at the time. 'Damn, it's 10:48 already! I hope he's still up.' After a couple of rings, the line was picked up.
"Takeuchi residence." An annoyed voice answered.
"Hello, Mr. Jaken. It's Naraku Mitsuo."
"Mitsuo? Oh yes, Miss InuYasha's cousin's husband, right? Good evening, sir."
"Yes, good evening to you. I'm sorry to be calling at such an hour. But, I speak with Mr. Takeuchi. It's very important."
"Yes, of course. Just a minute." Jaken placed the phone down, and left.
Takeuchi Mansion...
After a few minutes, a deep voice came over the line. "Naraku? Why are you calling so late? Jaken says you have something important? Couldn't it wait until the morning?" Asked a worried Touga.
Naraku straightened himself in his seat, before speaking. "Yes sir. Excuse the lateness of the hour. But, no it can't. It's very important that I see you tonight. I can be there in a half an hour."
"I see you soon, son. Drive carefully."
"Yes, sir. I will, thank you. Bye." Closing the phone, Naraku put it in his pocket. Then, he made the turn for the on ramp that lead to the Takeuchi Mansion. "Oh, Inu. With all that you've been through, you shouldn't have to go through this!"
Thirty minutes later, Naraku was ringing the bell of one of the richest men in the country. Jaken opened the door, he bowed as he let him inside. "Welcome, Det. Mitsuo. The master is waiting for you in the study. If you'll follow me?"
"Thank you, Mr. Jaken." Naraku followed him down the long hallway, to a set of large heavy oak doors. He waited, as Jaken knocked on the door, waiting for a response.
"Come in."
Jaken opened the door and stepped inside. "Det. Mitsuo, to see you, master Touga." He stepped aside to let Naraku enter. Once inside, Naraku stood in awe of the man seated in the room. 'Damn, Sess' father looks just as intimidating as he is! You'd never guess how laid back the man is, until you talk to him!' "Is there anything I can get for you, Det. Mitsuo? Something to eat? Coffee, perhaps?"
"No, Mr. Jaken, I'm fine. Thank you."
"Very well." Turning to Touga, he nodded. "If there is nothing else, master, I'll be turning in."
"No, Jaken." Said Touga, "I will see you in the morning. Goodnight." Jaken bows then leaves, closing the door behind him. Once alone, Touga turns his attention to Naraku. "Have a seat, son. Would you like a drink?" Touga asked, as he stood and walked to the bar to fill his glass. "You're a Jack Daniels man, right?"
Sitting in the chair next to the one Touga was in, Naraku looked back at him. "Yes, sir. I am. Thank you." Touga nodded and came back with 2 glasses. Handing one to him.
"Well, son. What is this all about? What is so urgent that couldn't wait till morning?"
Downing his drink in 1 sallow, Naraku sighed before turning to Sesshomaru's father. "Lord Touga, I-I need you to get in touch with Sesshomaru. He must bring Inu home...IMMEDIATELY!"
Startled by the request, and the urgency in the younger man's voice. Touga stared at him for a moment, before regaining his composure. "Why? What has happened, that they have to come home? They are on their honeymoon."
For the first time in years, Naraku felt the sting of tears in his eyes. Turning to Touga, he said. "There was a break in at the Fuma home tonight. Juro and gram were both...They are in Tokyo Memorial Hospital. I'm going to go there now. Juro is going to be okay, but gram...she might not..."
"HEAVEN HELP US!! I'll call! I'll call them at once! Wait here, I'm going with you to the hospital!" Standing, Touga left the room, calling for Jaken and Myoga.
"What is it, master? What has happened?" Cried a startled Jaken, with an equally startled Myoga close behind.
Alone in the study. Naraku Mitsuo, the strong and fierce former leader of the Knights of Hell, hung his head and cried.
"Jaken I need you to call my private doctor and have him meet me at Tokyo Memorial. I want him there within the hour! Then, call for Takamiya San. Tell him to have the jet fueled and ready to go and pick up my son and his wife. I want him in the air before dawn, got it?" When Jaken nodded, he turned to Myoga, "Myoga, I want you ready when they get here! And, bring them directly to the hospital from the airport at once! Understand?" Myoga bowed and left. Touga turned back to Jaken, he gave the following orders. "Jaken, I want you to take care of Rin until I get back. You are not to tell her I went to the hospital. Is that clear?"
The little man followed the master of the house up the stairs, to his room. "Yes, sir. I understand. But, master, what is going on? Why are you bringing the young master and miss home so soon? They've only been gone for 2 weeks?"
Touga has going through his closet, he pulled out a simple dark gray sweatsuit. Turning worried eyes to Jaken, he said. "Because, if anything happens to her grandmother...InuYasha needs to be here. And, she will need Sesshomaru."
"Yes, sir! All will be as you say!" The little man ran off to do his master bidding!
While getting dressed, Touga paused and said a prayer in his mind. 'Dear Lord, please, please spare the girl this pain. She has lost so much in her life, don't take this woman from her. Dear Lord give Keade sama the strength to pull through! She is still needed in this world! Please, Lord, please deliver us from tragedy! Please!' With that, he grabbed his keys and his cellphone. Turning off his light and left to join Naraku, who was waiting for him by the front door. "Let's go, I'll call Sesshomaru from the car!" The men walked out to Naraku's car, and drove for the hospital.
TBC...
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