InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Strength of Bond ❯ Dance and Hate ( Chapter 24 )

A/N: 11/8/05 added jacket to the end. Forgot it. I estimate that there is going to be around 8-10 chapters left… everyone rejoice. And then I can work on my other fictions. Oh and don't kill me for the plot twist in the next chapter.

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha characters. Story is my own creation.

 

Translation and Pronunciation Guide:

Oi- (oy) Hey.

Konoama- (koh-noh-ah-ma) Bitch.

Sukebe bouzu- (sue-keh-beh bow-zoo) Lecherous monk (very rude).

Bouzo- (bow-zoh) Lecherous monk (very rude).

Tsukiakari- (sue-key-uh-kah-ree) Moonlight.

Urasai- (you-rah-sigh) Shut up

Hai- (hi) Yes.

Anata- (Ah-nah-tah) Dear.

Seera fuku- (seh-rah foo-coo) Female sailor collar school uniform.

Konbanwa- (cone-bah-wah) Good evening.

Ojiisan- (oh-gee-sah-n) Grandfather.

Houjo- (hoe-joh) Aiding, help. Fujitaki- (foo-gee-tah-kah) Wisteria hawk.

Hajimemashite- (hah-gee-may-mah-she-the) Pleased to meet you (first time meeting someone).

Heiki- (heh-e-key) Calm. Heiki, Yuka means calm floor.

Yakimoki- (yah-key-moh-key) Be impatient. Yakimoki, Eri means an impatient neck.

Chikyuu- (cheek-you) The earth. Chikyuu, Ayumi means the earth walking a step.

Kowai- (koh-why) Scary.

Nani- (nah-knee) What.

Gomen- (goh-men) Sorry (very informal, slang).

Haiguusha- (hah-e-goo-shah) Husband, wife, mate.

Kami- (kah-me) God.

Ketsunoana- (keh-sue-no-ah-nah) Asshole.

Aisaika- (Ay-sigh-kah) Devoted Husband.

Inukkoro- (e-newk-koh-roh) Dog turd, shit, feces.

Yase Ookami- (yah-seh oh-oh-kah-me) Whimpy, little wolf.

Keisatsu-sho- (keh-e-sah-sue-show) Police Station.

Kuso- (coo-soh) Shit.

Ja- (jah) Informal short good-bye, see you later.

 

Warnings: Nice Citrus content.

 

Chapter 24

 

“Oi, Kagome!”

 

Said miko ignored the shout, her mind instead focused upon a large book she had to read for her training. She was still livid with Inuyasha. How could he have been so callous? She had been worried! She had been in danger! After all that and all he did was yell at her for running out into the open during the battle. What would have happened if she had not abandoned her post to get help? How could he be so cruel? What was she supposed to do? Stay in Tsubaki's area and let the witch kill her? Did he have to be so unrealistic about things like that?

 

She was relieved when she had won, but it had all been destroyed when she realized that the battle with the thunder brothers seemed to finish as well. The fact that all she saw was one scorch mark imprint of a body, no sign of the youkai, and Inuyasha missing was enough to make her worried sick about him. She had for one moment thought he was dead, or worse, taken away from her. Then when he found her, and he's alive, all he does was yell at her for being irresponsible. Did she scold him for making her worried? No.

 

“OI! Kono-”

 

“Finish that and you will not be able to walk for a week,” she snarled, putting the book down upon her lap to glare at the source of her anger. She felt, rather than heard, the low vibrating growl that issued from him, but she did not seem to care whether or not he was angry with her. She was sick and tired of being coddled.

 

“Fine. Then you won't be interested.” He turned to stalk out of the room when her voice stopped him.

 

“Interested in what?”

 

Inuyasha hid the sly grin from his face as he turned back to her. “Sukebe Bouzu and Sango wanted to know if you would join us for some fun in Shibuya tonight, but since…”

 

The scream that issued from the miko had the poor hanyou ears flattened to his skull. “Really?!” She hopped from the bed, raced to the closet, and tossed clothes out to find something suitable to wear. “I've only been to Shibuya once, but they have the best shopping in Tokyo.”

 

“Oi, who said we were going shopping? I said we were going to Shibuya, I didn't say what we were going to be doing.”

 

She stuck her head out of the closet. “Well, what are we doing?”

 

“Shopping,” he grudgingly admitted. “And possibly a stop in Tower Records, maybe up the hill, and the arcade Tsukiakari. They have a new dance floor and teen hangout there.”

 

Kagome screamed excitedly and launched herself at him. “You are forgiven, for now. But I want to have a serious talk with you tomorrow about letting me have some space. I also think you need to work on putting more confidence in my abilities and decisions.”

 

He opened his mouth to say something, but she pressed her lips to his in a sweet kiss. When she pulled back he grudgingly replied, “Tomorrow.”

 

She grinned widely and raced back to the closet. “What to wear? When are we leaving?”

 

“In an hour.”

 

Silence drew from the closet before her head stuck out of the doorway. “AN HOUR?! ARE YOU INSANE?!”

 

“Urasai, konoama.”

 

“Inuyasha… osuwari.”

 

Kagome turned back into the closet, and ignored the string of muffled curses that came from the flattened hanyou. Finally fishing what she wanted, she grabbed the clothes and rushed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. She slammed the door and locked it.

 

Inuyasha growled, but rose from his place on the floor and began to pick up the tossed garments. He meticulously replaced each item back into the closet, completely unaware of what he was doing. In fact, he was in a cheerful mood that he could have been doing menial labor for Sesshoumaru and still be oblivious. He was finally taking her out somewhere.

 

This was something he had been dying to do from the moment he first saw her picture displayed on the screen of the vid. He had never wanted to interact with many people until her. Just her smile had done weird things to his stomach and his brain that he would have gone out in public fully hanyou and naked if only to catch a glimpse of her. She was someone that thrived in the presence of people. He would give her anything her heart desired if he could.

 

A small smile fell upon his lips. Shibuya. It was the perfect place. The arcades, shops, music, and numerous other activities were there to entertain a person for hours. There were tons of people and many sights to see. Huge billboards and flashing lights with closed off roads, as day would turn into night. His smile turned more sensual as his focus changed. It was also were there was a large assortment of love motels just up the way from the station. Easily within walking distance if she became bored. Now if he could only figure out how to ditch the other two for an hour or two…

 

The bathroom door opened and Kagome rushed into the room, breezing past the daydreaming hanyou to the vanity. She took a seat in front of the mirror and began to brush out her damp hair. “Do you think Shippou will be okay here alone without us? We haven't left him alone much since the… station.”

 

“Shippou will be fine.” Inuyasha muttered as he put up the last of her clothes and reached over to his side and pulled out a long sleeved, white shirt. “Souta, Rin, and Kohaku are here to keep him occupied while we're out. Plus your mom and Sesshoumaru are around not to mention how many other staff members are employed here. He'll be plenty safe. Besides we spent all day yesterday and most of today with him.”

 

Kagome sighed as she pulled her hair back and put it up into a high ponytail. She then grabbed a white ribbon and tied a small bow. She then reached down into a dresser drawer and began removing jewelry cases and makeup.

 

“Why do you wear that stuff?” Inuyasha grumbled as he buttoned up his shirt. “You look fine without that crap.”

 

She rolled her eyes, but continued to apply make-up to her face. “Because I want to look better than fine. I want to look…” She struggled to find a word. “Nice.”

 

Inuyasha stumbled as he pulled on a pair of black, baggy, denim pants. “Nice? You look nice already.”

 

She growled. “Just drop it, Inuyasha.”

 

He growled back and fastened his pants together.

 

She paused after she finished with her cosmetics and turned her head to look at him. “ Are you sure he will be okay without us?”

 

“Give it a rest, Kagome. You and I are going to have some normal, teenage fun with Sango and the Bouzo.”

 

She frowned. “Normal Teenage fun? Is that even possible anymore?”

 

Inuyasha was folding a black and white bandana into the perfect shape before he gently pressed the cloth to his head to cover his ears. This was the last line of defense in case someone or something interfered with the illusion spells. It was not a common occurrence, but having grown up with too many people with hate and fear of hanyou, he felt more comfortable covering the most noticeable difference upon his body from human and youkai.

 

Kagome continued on, not even waiting for a response as she turned back fumble through her jewelry box. “I mean we are not normal. For one, we are married, which is practically unfathomable for people our age, except maybe third world countries. Second, we have a four-year-old child going to be adopted as our own. Third, we are also not even normal `humans' and such anyway…”

 

A soft bite on her shoulder had her thoughts scattered to the wind. Warmth pooled in her belly as he growled low by her ear, “Tonight is about fun, so stop all this nonsense and act your age. You know… that age or such… when teenagers don't have a care in the world except to have fun… and beg their parents for money.”

 

Her shoulders sagged, but a smile crossed her lips. “I'll try.” She felt him move a little away, and found what she wanted, a pair of white pearl drop earrings. She put them on and rotated in her chair to face her bonded for his approval. Her breath caught in her throat as she perused him instead. When had he changed? And how had she not notice?

 

On top of the black pants, Inuyasha had left the white button up shirt untucked, with the top half unbuttoned. Through the gap in the shirt, one could see a red material of the sleeveless, t-shirt he wore beneath. The fanged rosary rested delicately upon the red shirt, the ivory fangs standing out against the material. The faded black bandana was over his ears, to her disappointment, and concealed the cute appendages from sight. He left his hair wild and free, just like she loved it to be. He was drool worthy, and she almost feared she would attack any female that dared to look at him tonight.

 

Inuyasha, for his part, was impressed with the overall affect his mate made. Her knee length black skirt had a white mesh over-lay that sparkled every time her body moved in the light. She wore a white long sleeved that hung low on her neck. Small white laces were tied delicately on either side of her waist. To him it just meant he had easy access for later on. Her feet were adorned with black ankle boots that wore similar white bows on either side. She looked simply delicious. His eyes moved to her exposed mating mark, her hair pulled back and away to highlight it. The jewel hung inside her shirt, the silver chain showing to one and all that the charm of it was held securely in her bodice. How would he survive the afternoon and evening with other people looking at her?

 

He shook himself from his thoughts, a cocky smirk upon his face. “You're acceptable. Still don't see the point of the face paint.”

 

She rolled her eyes. That was the best she would come to a compliment tonight. Still, from the heated looks he had paid her seated form, she had good reason to believe that he had something more stashed up his sleeve instead of compliments. She stood as he held out a leather jacket and she allowed him to help her put it on. He pulled a similar jacket on himself and then proceeded to drag her out the door to their room.

 

They had paused briefly to say goodbye to Shippou, before they met Sango and Miroku in the entrance. Inuyasha slipped on some comfortable tennis shoes and carefully pulled his mate into his arms as he ushered the group out of the house.

 

“Shibuya here we come,” Miroku announced. He wore a long black trench coat over a pair of black slacks and a purple sweatshirt. “I was thinking we would head to Tsukiakari Gaming Center later. They have a nice dance club there for teens right inside the arcade. It's been pretty popular by students on all nights of the week.”

 

“I want to go to Tower Records,” grumbled Inuyasha.

 

“And Kagome and I need to go shopping!” Sango burst out. She twirled out of the entrance in her magenta knee-length dress. There was a black sash that wrapped around the waist, and tied to the side leaving two long black trails of cloth to one side. She wore a light pink jacket with white fur lining to keep her warm and her feet were dressed in black slipper shoes. Her dark brown hair was down with a small butterfly clip pinning a part of her hair back from her face.

 

“Hai! Lots of shopping!” Kagome agreed with a soft shout.

 

~~~-~~~

 

“Come on, Inuyasha! Dance with me.” Inuyasha allowed her to drag him to the dance floor of the game center. He moved his body closer to hers, entirely unsure what to do. He never had any opportunities to dance in public, and everything he knew were classes his evil half-brother had forced him into. He was glad to smell Kagome's nervousness, as it told him that they both had little experience doing this.

 

It was now around eight in the evening. The girls had blazed through so many stores, he was surprised the girls could still move their legs, let alone dance. Miroku's car, a 1991 Toyota cresta, was currently filled with the packages the girls splurged their, meaning his and Miroku's, paychecks on. Nevertheless, he was glad that he had an uneventful afternoon in public with his mate.

 

The music was loud, much to his annoyance, but it covered up any awkward conversations he knew would fill up the self-conscious movements they were doing. People their age and younger, however, seemed to redefine personal space. He and Kagome were still old enough to realize that the amount of body touching in between couples was still way taboo. Where did people learn to do that?

 

They exchanged disgusted glances at a particularly expressive pair before they laughed. Inuyasha shrugged and pulled her to him. No one else seemed to mind it, and who was he to question about personal space when he constantly broke hers. He wrapped his arms around her waist and, hers slid up to drape around his neck. He slowly started to sway back and forth and allowed himself to get used to the feel of dancing with her this close. When the beat picked up, they moved against each other faster, their hands slipping and gliding to different areas of the other's body.

 

“Kagome?”

 

“Hmm?”

 

He leaned down to talk in her ear. “Can we do that?” He motioned to a couple nearby grinding into each other. A pink flush tinted her cheeks, but she nodded her consent. They moved awkwardly at first, as the attempted to move together and with the music. Soon, they gave up and were laughing and moving to the music in a carefree way. No one seemed to notice them.

 

Inuyasha smiled as Kagome twirled away from him, before she sauntered back with a goofy grin. The music slowed again and Inuyasha grinned and pulled her into a backbend. Soon they were moving in short, practiced steps their bodies pressing and departing with a fluid grace. He spun her quick and brought her back into a sensual slow movement. She leaned up. “I didn't know you could do this kind of dance.”

 

He shrugged. “Sesshoumaru once said that dancing is like fighting. I guess he was sort of right.” He spun her and then rolled into her, dragging his hands down her sides to pull her backside into his chest. “Just don't tell him that,” he murmured into her ear.

 

She grinned. “So am I a new battle partner?” She pressed her lower body into his, her fingers reached backwards to find their way back to his soft white hair. When he groaned and moved to press her tighter against him she twirled away again. “I'm supposed to be the partner not the weapon, Anata.”

 

He laughed. “You sure? I think you'd make a great,” his hand grabbed one of hers and yanked her back to him. His head dipped down to whisper the last word into her ear, “sheath.” His grin widened at the sharp spike in her scent.

 

Her tongue slipped out to moisten her dry lips, her blue eyes meeting his heated gold head on. “Maybe, but I rather like being your opponent.” She moved away from him and faded into the crowd.

 

A predatory look crossed his face and he moved through the crowd with cat-like grace. It did not take long for him to snag her from behind. “Running so soon? We haven't even begun to fight.” He dragged his tongue along her exposed neck, paying particular attention to her mark. He felt her knees go weak and he grinned. His head bent down again, his tongue brushed against her exposed mark a few more times, and then he lead them from the floor to the scattered tables near the gaming section.

 

“Do did I make a good opponent?” she asked breathlessly.

 

“Not on your life, mate. But, you can try all you like in changing my mind if you want to continue the fight somewhere more,” he nipped the mark, “private.”

 

She groaned slightly, her body overheating and her legs turning completely to jelly. She barely registered moving until she found herself pushed into the booth to sit. He took his place next to her; his hands immediately went to her waist and drew her to his side. Sango and Miroku greeted them with enthusiasm.

 

“You two looked like you were having loads of fun out there?” Sango stated, to ease the growing tension.

 

“I'm surprised he didn't drag you off into the least occupied area and have his way with you,” Miroku suggested, picking up the new train of conversation. “Alas, Sango would not allow me to be so liberal with my hands, body, mouth, tongue…”

 

“Urasai, houshi!” Sango yelled, smacking his face. “And don't say those things while groping me!”

 

Kagome and Inuyasha had both turned a light pink in the face. They had frankly completely forgotten how they were dancing out there. True, their little games were far more conservative than some of the others, but that still did not change the overall sexual tension they had exuded.

Why hadn't they wandered off to do more interesting things?

 

“Kagome-chan!” called a chorus of female voices.

 

Said girl froze in absolute horror. She knew those voices. “Not happening… please this is not happening.” She muttered the mantra over and over again.

 

Inuyasha glanced over into the direction of the voices to see three girls and one boy heading their direction. All three girls were dressed in green seera fuku, the male in a dark blue uniform. One of the girls had medium length dark brown wavy hair, another with short black hair with a yellow headband, and the last girl with short brown hair.

 

“Konbanwa, Higurashi-san,” spoke a quiet male voice. “I forgot to bring some remedies I found to improve one's health. Your ojiisan spoke of your tularemia, and I had some special ointments and creams to help the infection.” He had short brown hair with matching eyes and an innocent, but rather boring look about him.

 

“Tularemia?” she asked in a confused voice. She had absolutely no idea what that was, let alone why her grandfather was coming up with excuses to her school friends.

 

“We were ever so worried when you suddenly left school. We went over to the shrine and your mother said you had to change schools. It was your grandfather that said you changed because your health was failing,” this was spoken from the girl in the yellow headband.

 

“Houjo-kun was kind enough to come to us every so often to help with the other sicknesses you seem to be having,” spoke the girl with the wavy brown hair.

 

“But we never expected you to be out of that private school/hospital. Did they give you the clear to leave?” asked the short brown hair girl.

 

“But we have to ask, Kagome-chan. When are you coming back? We miss you!” shouted all three girls at the same time. Silence drew from that as the occupants at the table stared rather frightened at the four students in front of their table.

 

“Who are they, Kagome-chan?” Sango asked tentatively.

 

Inuyasha took the initiative when said girl stayed in horrified, muted, shock. “I am Taishou, Inuyasha. That guy over there is Namigashira Miroku. The girl next to his is his girlfriend, Raimei, Sango. Hajimemashite. We attend `school' together. You must be Kagome's best friends from her last school? She has told me so much about you. Nice to finally meet you.”

 

The girls blushed together along with Houjo. “I am Heiki, Yuka,” spoke the girl with the short brown hair. “This is Yakimoki, Eri,” she gestured to the girl with the yellow headband. “This is Chikyuu, Ayumi,” she gestured to the wavy hair girl. “And lastly, Houjo, Fujitaki, Kagome's boyfriend.”

 

Kagome groaned and put her head in her hands. “This is not happening.”

 

“Boyfriend?” asked Sango and Miroku together.

 

“Soon to be boyfriend,” Ayumi corrected.

 

“Keh! Hate to burst your bubble, well not really, but Kagome is my fiancée.”

 

“EH!” the four new comers shouted.

 

“We decided to wait until after high school to have a formal ceremony,” he continued on. “We are, after all, still rather young, but both our families have approved the match. We will make sure that you receive an invitation.” From there he took control of the conversation, and soon her excited friends, and depressed potential `boyfriend' departed. Miroku and Sango also took their leave for the moment, each wondering what happened to their hanyou.

 

“Arigato, Inuyasha. You didn't have to be so nice to them.”

 

“Keh.”

 

She stood from her seat and slid into his lap. “Though don't ever do that again.” She emphasized her point by lightly tugging on a forelock of his hair. “It was a little too scary to see you like that. I like you just the way you are.”

 

He grinned then and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Feh.” He buried his nose into her neck, his body relaxing under her presence. For her to be happy with him, he would do anything. Including sucking up to her kowai friends. “Kagome?”

 

“Nani?”

 

“About this afternoon. Gomen. I did not trust you enough, and that was unfair to you.”

 

“It's forgotten.”

 

His hand slipped up along her leg, his other hand securing her form to him as she twitched from the touch. He grinned at the slight intake of breath as his hand slipped under her skirt. He shifted her body more into his, so that his body blocked anyone from seeing what he was doing. “Then we can move on to the making up aspect of the relationship, ne?”

 

She whimpered as one long digit of his hand caressed the skin of her inner thigh, coxing her legs to widen. She buried her head into his shoulder and as he continued his ministration on her thigh, her breaths became shallower. “Inuyasha,” she breathed, “we're in public. Stop…” Whatever she was going to say was drowned out by the tingling sensation of his hand cupping her warmth.

 

“Ka-go-me,” he whispered in her ear, his voice dripping into a rather angry growl, “Where is your underwear?”

 

A profuse blush stained her being from head to toe. She stifled a moan as his hand dragged along the sensitive flesh. “I… took them… off,” she squeaked the last word, as his hand pressed lightly against her jewel.

 

“Was my Haiguusha thinking of getting some? And you say not to do this in public.” A delicate scrapping of his nails around her moist core had the poor girl biting her lip to stay quiet.

 

“I'm surprised… you didn't… find out earlier… I was sure when…” She trailed off on a silent moan as his knuckles parted the sensitive lips and began to rub sensual circles.

 

“When what, Kagome?” He pressed a knuckle into her opening and was pleased when her body convulsed ever so slightly.

 

“Dance… Kami, Inuyasha. I can't think...”

 

His voice fell to a deep rich baritone. “Good.” He grinned as he slid one digit into her small opening. She was hot and slick, just the way he liked her. He groaned his own pleasure, wishing more than anything that they were safely tucked away in a private area so that her warmth would be surrounding a more appreciative part of him. Instead he would have to be satisfied with this… until he could drag her off to a more suitable environ.

 

She pushed her head into the crook of his shoulder, the moan stifled into the fabric. Her nerves were on fire, and sparks traveled up and down her body. She tried to move away, but the grasp around her waist would not budge to allow the movement. “I can't…” she whispered weakly as the movement of his hand increased with the addition of a second finger.

 

“You can, you will.” His smile widened as he pushed the pads of fingers up against the upper wall of her core as his thumb caressed her hidden jewel. He watched with rapt fascination as she shattered. Her eyes were dazed, her pupils gone, and the irises shimmered blinding silver. Her whole body seemed to tremble from the gratification of semi-completion. She was absolutely breath taking.

 

“Oi, Hanyou! Get your filthy hands off the miko.”

 

The pair started. Inuyasha removed his hand from beneath her skirt and straightened it out. He then turned them to face a sizable crowd of hostile adults and teenagers. His eyebrows rose up into his bangs, surprise evident in his features. Where did they all come from? These were Magerans in an area where congregation of such numbers is absolutely prohibited. This was supposed to be a human dominated area. Where did all the youkai, miko, and houshi come from?

 

“Are you deaf mutt? Get your hands off her! You can't be sticking your filthy half-breed hands on a miko,” came another voice from the crowd. Several others in the crowd echoed the statement with angry retorts and idle threats.

 

A girl off to the side replied, “Come here Miss. We won't let him hurt you anymore with his impure intentions. You will be safe just as soon as he lets you go.”

 

“What the hell are you talking about?!” Kagome snarled. She just had an unbelievable moment with her mate, and these ketsunoana had to ruin it. “He didn't do anything to me that I didn't want. Now could you mind your own business?”

 

“You don't have to defend him,” the girl stated again. “He's trash. His kind is the same miss. Perhaps you don't realize that he is a hanyou. He's a creature that shouldn't exist. He is only going to use you for your body and your powers. So please come away from there.”

 

“He needs to be taught a lesson he obviously didn't learn as a child,” spoke another voice from the crowd. “We'll be happy to teach him as soon as he releases the hostage.” Others seemed to second this notion.

 

Inuyasha's soft growl was the only thing that kept her from leaping out and killing the whole lot. She was angry, so unbelievably angry. She bared her teeth in a similar manner that Inuyasha did behind her before she stated, “You will not hurt him.”

 

“He's obviously corrupted her.”

 

“He could have manipulated her with his youki,” one man in front said before he leaped out of the crowd and grabbed for Kagome's hands.

 

Inuyasha's right-clawed hand slashed out instinctively, a loud growl emitting from his mouth. His eyes flashed red every few seconds. His primal instincts were kicking in to protect what belonged to him. His mate was in danger. These people were his enemies. They wished to do him harm. They would take her from him.

 

Kagome turned to look at her mate with worry. She had felt the shift in his mind from humanistic to animalistic. His flashing red eyes were only confirming the excessive waves of hostile emotions emanating from him. Clearly it was he that felt threatened and not she. She brought her hand to his cheek. When his eyes softened and stopped flickering, she turned back to glare at the crowd. There were at least thirty people there in front of them, and as far as she could tell not one of them was a normal human and most of them were youkai. “Of course I'm defending him! He's my Aisaika! So leave us alone!”

 

The crowd, as one, seemed to step back in shock. Silence fell over the crowd until a voice yelled, “Hanyou lover.” It seemed to be the magical words, because soon loud jeers and comments were thrown back at them. “She's a hanyou's whore,” “It has to be a trick of some kind,” “Who in their right mind would pair a miko with a hanyou,” “Filthy pests should have all been exterminated,” and “She's insane. He must have raped her,” were just a few of the comments.

 

A disgusted look crossed her face and she moved her hair away from her shoulder where her mark was. “There's your proof. Now I suggest you leave. This is a public facility and you all are causing quite the scene.”

 

“We can't do that,” a female voice yelled. “All hanyou and their pathetic supporters should be eliminated. That is the way the code should be. Kill her, kill them both!”

 

Inuyasha stood, Kagome safely held in his arms as he glared menacingly at the crowd. “If you don't wish to be harmed, I suggest you step aside. Otherwise, I will slice you up like grated cheese.”

 

“Oi, Inukkoro! Are you making trouble in my neighborhood?!”

 

The crowd turned to stare at the new arrivals. Several male and female youkai stood behind the mob of people, each in stances prepared for a fight. In the forefront was a handsome, blue-eyed, wolf youkai with a sassy female redhead beside him.

 

“About time you showed up, yase ookami!” Inuyasha shouted back.

 

Kouga frowned and gestured to another male beside him. “One of my tribe members failed to notify me in time about the mass congregation of Magerans. Which, by the way, is illegal.” He glared at the crowd before him. “Shibuya is my district, and all that enter here must have permission. Where are you passes?” The people in the crowd shifted uneasily. Obviously none of them had a pass to enter the area.

 

“Ayame?”

 

“Hai, Kouga-kun?”

 

“Arrest them all and take them down to the keisatsu-sho and notify Suijin of this breech. Oi, Inukkoro, we need to talk outside!” He turned and disappeared out of the building, while Ayame directed the wolves to arrest the violators.

 

Inuyasha carried Kagome out of the crowd, grabbed their jackets on the way, and were out the doors to the cool night air. Kouga stood just outside pacing like a mad man. “Why is it that you always bring trouble wherever you go, Inuyasha? Did you know any of those people in there?”

 

“Keh, I don't track in trouble everywhere. Besides, this was Miroku and Sango's idea. It was supposed to be primarily a human joint. I have no idea where all those people came from and I don't know any of them either. I don't think they even know who we are. I'm guessing that they were tipped off that a hanyou was in the area.”

 

“You also thought it was planned? I agree. Kuso.” He rubbed a hand through his black hair and fixed his blue eyes on Inuyasha. “I don't believe how they got in this area without causing some attention. This had to have been planned. Suijin is going to slaughter me.”

 

“Who is Suijin?” Kagome asked.

 

“She's the head of the keisatsu-sho and several other military and law branches of the Mageran Tokyo forces. She's basically your all around `I control the law and you best get used to my rules.' She's not a youkai you want to piss off,” Inuyasha answered, a shiver rolling down his spine. “She's also the only youkai with legal authority to execute anyone she feels like.”

 

“Well, I'd love to stay and chat, Inukkoro, but I have work to do. I'll snag the videotape of the surveillance, hopefully before someone else does and tampers with it. Take Kagome-sama up the road. Her aura is going to attract more unwanted attention if you don't fix it. Ja!” He rushed off.

 

“My aura?”

 

“I'll explain later. We need to get out of here.”

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Tularemia is are real disease that you can get from raw meat, dead animals, and most especially from ticks and fleas. Not too serious disease though.
Next chapter will be a lemon. I don't normally do this, but any preferences you would like on the lemon? Review and let me know. Love Motels in Japan are stylized for each room. So let me know if you would like anything in particular.