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Deliverance	By : inufan625 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 14104 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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InuYasha sat down at the table with the thick file. “You want to look at it with me?”
He watched all the conflicting emotions that crossed her face but in the end she nodded and pulled up a chair beside him. The first page was your basic bio. Hojou Akitoki, age 26.
“Hojou as in the multinational Hojou/Wasahika Conglomerate?” he asked.
Kagome nodded. “Only son of the Hojou family and heir to the family fortune, most of which he already has access to since he gained control of his trust on his twenty fifth birthday.”
“Shit,” he breathed. “Before I look at this tell me how it started.”
Her hands were shaking again as she looked at them in her lap. She lifted her head as InuYasha covered them with his own. He gave her an encouraging nod and she took strength in it.
“We went to middle school together actually,” she told him. “He was so nice back then, really sweet and we went out a couple of times. He wanted more, but I just didn’t have those kind of feelings for him. When I told him he was really understanding and we were still friends even. He went to an all boys high school though so I didn’t see him again until about a year ago.
“One of my old classmates from middle school who had kept in touch with almost everyone threw sort of a reunion party and he was there. At first he seemed like the kind boy I remembered, but the more I talked to him the more I started feeling like something was wrong. I ignored it thinking I was just being paranoid or something.”
“Keh didn’t anyone ever tell you that miko like youkai should always trust their instincts,” he said.
She managed a weak laugh. “I guess I missed that lesson in school.”
“Okay, so you got a bad vibe off of him at this party, then what?” InuYasha questioned.
“When the party was winding down he asked me for my phone number and if I thought we could maybe give it another try since I was just a beautiful and as nice as he remembered,” she continued. “I told him that I was flattered, but that I wasn’t pursuing a romantic relationship with anyone and I didn’t see myself doing so any time soon, but that if he wanted to be friends I would definitely like to hear from him.”
“Was it true?” InuYasha asked. “About not being looking for a relationship?”
“In a way,” she replied. “I mean I wasn’t really looking and I’m not the type who goes out and tries to find a man, but I would have been open to it, with the right guy.”
“Which he wasn’t,” InuYasha said.
She nodded. “He acted like he understood. His smile never faltered but his eyes, all the warmth went out of them and for a second I was sure they had turned red, but when I blinked they were brown again. Then when someone came over and joked about us being together like old times he joked back like, no we’re not together, since Higurashi still thinks she’s too good for all of us. The way he said it was like it was a joke, but it felt like he meant it. I was never like that. I never thought I was too-”
“You don’t need to defend yourself to me,” he cut in. “I don’t believe for a minute that you ever saw yourself as being above others for whatever reason. Is there anything else he did or said that night before the stalking started?”
“After he made that… joke, I decided it was time to leave,” she said. “He offered to walk me to the bus stop. I didn’t know how to refuse so I agreed. Once we were outside he offered to take me home in his car, but I put him off telling him that I didn’t want to trouble him. He grabbed my arm hard enough that it left a bruise and told me that I should be more careful who I brush off and that not all men were as forgiving as he was and then he left. I didn’t wait for the bus. I hailed the first cab I saw and went straight home. Two days later there was newspaper clipping in my mail box.”
He opened the folder and the first thing behind the bio was a photocopy of a new story about a young woman who looked very much like Kagome that had been raped and murdered at home in her bed the dressed like some sort of western fairy tale princess and her family hadn’t heard a thing.
“It happened the night of the party, and she even had the same birthday as me,” Kagome said quietly. “He did that didn’t he, murdered that girl because I didn’t want to go out with him. Sango and Miroku insist that it might not have been him, that it was probably a coincidence that she had my birthday and that people die all the time, but it was him, wasn’t it.”
“Yes, it was him,” he replied. “But he did it because he’s a fucking psycho not because of you.”
“Thank you for not trying to protect me from the truth,” she told him. “And for saying that. I know it’s not my fault but it still feels that way sometimes, like if only I had said yes she might still be alive.”
“If you had said yes there is an equal chance that you would be dead,” he told her. “So you go out with him and he wants to have sex but you tell him you don’t have sex on the first date, maybe he takes you home and then goes and rapes and kills this other girl or maybe he just rapes and kills you.”
He could hear her heart as it fluttered in her chest like a hummingbird's wings. Her hands were shaking again harder than ever and she was breathing far too rapidly. Not knowing what else to do he grabbed her and pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her. He smoothed her hair and she clung to him.
“That’s not going to happen to you, I swear. I won’t let it,” he told her.
“I’m sorry,” she said as he breathing slowed. “I keep falling apart on you.”
“Maybe I should go through all this alone and then after I’ll tell you what I think,” he suggested.
“You promise to really tell me how bad it is?” she asked.
“I promise,” he agreed.
“Okay,” she said letting out a long breath. “I think I’ll go take a bath then.”
He smirked. “Don’t forget to shut the door this time, or do.”
She blushed but smiled and he was glad his comment had brought about the desired effect. He watched her head down the hall before turning his attention back to the papers in front of him. He went back to the bio and reading it carefully before delving into the all of the police reports that had been filed. He studied the pictures each more disturbing than the last. The level of incompetence in the investigation was too great for it to be unintentional.
None of the blood ever found at her house or that the notes were written in had been tested or even typed. All the newspaper clippings she had found in her mail had been dismissed as threats and no one bothered to look for any connections in the victims. Hell, no one had even noted that all the dead girls shared the same birthday as Kagome just because the M.O’s were different.
He pulled out all the the police reports and cast them aside since they were completely useless. Clearly someone had been paid off. He wished he could get a whiff of the original letters. Maybe he would call Sesshomaru and see if there was any way they could get all of them. He suspected that each one had been written in the blood of each of the murdered girls. Which is something the police should have checked out.
Next he read Kagome’s written statements and the youkai in him made his presence known. He was not pleased with the way she had been made to suffer and wanted to do something about it. He went back to the bio. Something was bothering him about all this besides the fact that this psycho was murdering women and stalking Kagome. He couldn’t pinpoint it at first but then he realized what it was. There was a gap. Hojou graduated and went to work at his family’s company. That lasted about six months where he did nothing remarkable and then for an entire month there was nothing, like he had just disappeared off the face of the earth.
When he showed up again he starting clawing his way to the top making ruthless but highly profitable decisions that included hostile takeovers and massive layoffs. It was almost like he was a completely different person.
“Son of a bitch,” he said.
“What is it?” Kagome asked as she came back into the room.
He got up from the table and went over to the sofa and she joined him. “Kagome, this might sound crazy at first but I know I’m right about this. Whoever it is stalking you it is not Hojou Akitoki.”
“Who else could it be?” she asked. “I know it was him I saw him. He made sure I did that morning I found Buyo. I looked out the window and he was on the sidewalk smiling.”
“Oh he looks like Hojou Akitoki but I am almost sure the kind boy you knew in middle school died six months after he finished college,” InuYasha told her. “I think someone or something is just using his face. Why work to make your own fortune and to build a base of power when you can just kill a poor innocent kid and take over his life?”
“If he is a youkai or something then why didn’t I sense it?” she asked. “I know I’m not trained but I can feel youki.”
“Some youkai can mask their energy,” he offered. “I am telling you Kagome whatever he might look like everything in me is telling me that he is not who he is pretending to be.”
“Okay, so what do we do now?” she questioned.
“I call my brother and tell him what I think,” he replied. “I am sure he’s probably already come to the same conclusion if he’s bothered to look at the file, and if not he’ll have to once I talk to him. In some ways this is good because a real investigation will finally take place, but it makes things more complicated too because we’ll be back at square one and have to figure out who and what it is we are dealing with.”
She nodded. “In a way I’m glad it’s not really him, you know?”
“Yeah,” he replied. “We’ll figure this out Kagome, I promise. You want to make lunch while I call Sesshomaru and cut some more firewood?”
“Sure, but do we really need more wood already?” she asked.
“Keh, it’s gonna snow tonight,” he told her. “Even with the heater it can get pretty cold down here without the fire.”
She got up and looked out the window. “The sky looks clear to me and it’s not even that cold yet. It almost never snows this early, even in the mountains.”
“We'll see who’s right tonight,” he said. “I smell snow coming and I trust my nose.”
Kagome set the plates on the table and then opened the back side door. A gust of cold wind had her teeth chattering almost instantly. She got the distinct feeling that she was going to be eating crow for dinner. “InuYasha, it’s ready!”
He waved and split the log in front of him and then headed for the house. He stepped inside and shut the door, shaking off the chill. “Damn my ears are stinging. I should have put on a hat.”
He sat down and brought the tea pot over to the table and set it on the pad. She watched him reach up and rub his ears trying to warm then with his own cold hands. Instead of sitting down with him she moved behind him and took his his ears carefully between her fingers warming the inside with her thumbs while she delighted in just how soft they were.
InuYasha’s eyes fell closed and he bit back a groan. He never let anyone touch his ears. They were too damn sensitive but Kagome’s touch was so gentle that he found himself in heaven before he could even think to protest. A certain nameless lying cheating whore never wanted to touch them and in fact prefered him to keep them covered as much as possible. Clearly Kagome did not share her aversion since his ears were well warmed and yet she continued to rub them.
He reached up and grabbed her wrists, and lifted her arm around his head, guiding her into the seat beside him. “Thanks. It hurts like hell when they get too cold.”
She blushed. “You’re welcome.”
After lunch they went for a walk since if it really was going to snow Kagome wanted to get outside one last time before the weather came in. She found herself thankful that he had insisted on giving her his scarf so her lips weren’t getting chapped by the cold wind. As it was only her nose and cheeks feeling the biting air.
She looked to InuYasha whose ears were this time protected by a knit cap. He had on a lighter jacket than the one she was wearing and didn’t seem cold at all. She was more than a little jealous since she knew she would need to go inside soon or risk getting sick. As if he sensed her thoughts he started heading back towards the house without a word.
The house felt almost unbearably warm in contrast to the temperature outside. Even still as soon as she had shed her outwear she curled up on the sofa in front of the fire. InuYasha went to the kitchen and put on the water for some tea and then joined her, a deck of playing cards in his hands.
“Up for something new?” he asked.
She nodded. “Though I’ve been meaning to ask you why you have all these games and stuff if you live up here alone.”
“This is where I lived with my mother after my Dad was killed,” he said. “I’ve renovated since then of course.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said.
“I’m not,” he told her as he shuffled the deck. “Mom loved this place and we had some good times here. Better than my memories of the city where she was killed. Now, strip poker?”
He grinned at her one eyebrow lifted and she giggled. “No way. Besides you’ve already seen me naked and if you play poker like you play Go I wouldn’t stand a chance.”
“It’s no fun if you don’t bet,” he said.
“Well I doubt you played strip poker with your mother so how did you two bet?” she asked.
“Each hand is two points,” he replied. “You fold the other person gets one, but if you lose they get two. First person to twenty doesn’t have to cook dinner or do the dishes after. Good?”
“Works for me,” she said. “Let’s play.
Kagome sighed as she looked at her hand. InuYasha was up eighteen to four. She wasn’t entirely sure he wasn’t stacking the deck somehow, though she supposed it was more likely she was just terrible. All her points came from him folding because her complete lack of poker face gave her away every time.
“I surrender,” she said. “You win. I’ll do dinner and the dishes.”
“I knew I should have pressed harder for strip poker,” he said as he set the cards on the table.
“Pervert,” she said as she rolled her eyes. “Do you have any requests for dinner?”
“I don’t suppose you know to make noodles?” he asked. “I can’t remember the last time I had fresh ramen.”
“I can if you have everything I need to make them,” she replied. “It’s actually pretty easy, though it won’t be as good as those you would get at a real ramen shop.”
She laughed as he jumped up and headed for the kitchen. He started digging stuff out of the cabinets. She noticed that he pulled out an actual hand held pasta cutter, which would definitely speed things up. He had a rolling pin too.
“Flour, eggs, water, salt and oil,” she called. “And go ahead and pick out beef or chicken or whatever you want for the broth and to go with it.”
Once everything was laid out for her she set to work. She actually enjoyed cooking quite a bit it soothed her though not as much as having InuYasha so near, watching her work as he leaned against the counter. She kneaded the dough for another minute and then set it aside to rest while she got started on the the broth and preparing the meat and the vegetables.
“Keh, you can leave all the healthy shit out of mine,” he said.
“The broth won’t taste right without it,” she told him. “But when I serve it I’ll make sure yours is healthy stuff free.”
InuYasha’s mouth was watering by the time Kagome declared their meal complete. He could barely stand to wait for her to sit and join him before digging in. He picked up his chopsticks and they both gave thanks. He got a huge bite and brought it towards his mouth.
“Remember, it’s probably not going to be as good as you were hoping,” she said.
He ignored her and shoved the noodles into his mouth, groaning with pleasure. Were they the best he’d ever had, no, certainly not, but Kagome wasn’t a master ramen chef, and they were really good. He devoured his entire bowl as she sat there staring at him, having not taken a single bite.
“There’s more right?” he asked. She nodded dumbly and reached for his bowl. “I got it, eat.”
She took a bite and realized that it had come out better than she expected. “I guess I did okay after all.”
He sat back down determined to take it more slowly this time and savor it. “Better than okay. Not the best, but damn good and the best I’ve had in a long time.”
he blushed a little at the compliment. “I’m glad you like it. I take it this is one of your favorite meals?”
“The favorite,” he corrected. “Don’t know why I never tried to learn to make it myself. It seemed like a lot of work I guess, but you made it look pretty easy.”
She smiled again and was about offer to teach him when someone knocked. Instantly InuYasha’s entire presence changed. He was no longer smiling and his youki was thrumming against her reiki. He set his chopsticks down and came to his feet moving silently like a predator stalking his prey. He looked at her and put a finger over his lips and she nodded.
He took her hand and went over to the large pantry, opening the door. He reached up and grabbed something from behind a ledge and placed it in her hands. It was a tanto. She nearly dropped it as whoever it was knocked again, more loudly than before and he touched her face gently trying to reassure her. She gripped the short sword tightly and nodded and he closed her in the darkness.
InuYasha jerked open the door and snarled as he realized who it was and why he hadn’t sensed it before. “It would be one of you assholes. Listen tell that fucking bastard to keep his damn wolves out of my territory or I’ll skin them and make myself a rug.”
The two wolf youkai fell at his feet, trembling.
“Forgive us,” the first said. “Kouga-sama ordered us here to send his apologies.”
“He remembers your warning,” the other added. “He did not send them here in threat but in warning.”
“Explain,” InuYasha snapped, disgusted by the grovelling men at his feet. They were barely youkai at all their respective youki were so weak.
The first looked up at him. “We traveled South to meet the Princess Ayame with Kouga-sama as a possible match and found their clan decimated, leaving no trace of the one responsible. Only Ayame-sama survived as she was away when the attack came.”
“He did not know you were no longer alone,” the second offered. “And the wolves did not act on his wishes when they frightened her. They have been restless since coming upon the slaughter.”
InuYasha frowned. This wasn’t good at all. “Has my brother been informed?”
“Kouga-sama went to Sesshomaru-sama personally to describe what he had seen,” one replied.
“Fine,” InuYasha said. “Just see that you all stay out of my territory and that you forget about the woman that is here with me.”
He slammed the door and Kagome opened the pantry, peeking out at him, She stepped out into the kitchen and set the tanto on the counter. He walked over to her with a sigh and grabbed the weapon, returning it to its hiding place. He closed the pantry door and took a second to try and wipe some of the worry from his face before turning around. He had a really bad feeling about whatever had happened and his instincts were telling him that Kagome was in more danger than ever.
He faced her. “You hear all that?”
She nodded and clenched her fists at her sides. “Whatever killed those wolf youkai didn’t leave a trace, no scent, no residual youki, nothing.”
It was then he realized that she’d already set her mind in the same direction his had taken. “There goes my plan to try and keep from scaring the shit out of you until I had more information.”
Neither one felt like eating anymore so together they put away the leftovers and InuYasha went to tend the fire. As Kagome washed the dishes she looked out the window. At least she hadn’t broken down into tears this time. Maybe she was getting numb to the fear, the pain all of it, at last. She didn’t want to die or to belong to who or whatever it was that was coming after her, but she was tired and wanted it to be over already.
White flakes began to fall across the glass. “It’s snowing.”
“Keh, told you so,” he said in what he meant to be a teasing tone, but it fell flat. “Oi, leave the rest. I’ll get it. Come sit down.”
She glanced back over her shoulder and him and then to the few remaining dishes and nodded. She dried her hands on the small towel. He stood up guided her down onto the sofa. He disappeared and when he came back he had a blanket with him. He sat beside her and laid the blanket over her. His arm closed around her and he pulled her against him. She turned her eyes upwards and then grabbed the edge of the blanket and spread it out so that it covered him as well.
He leaned his cheek against the top of her head as he absently played with a section of her hair as it lay against her arm. “No one is going to hurt you, Kagome, not as long as I’m alive.”
She just nodded against him, closing her eyes and listening to the strong and steady beating of his heart. She would trust him because she had to, and because she knew that she could.
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