InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Canine ❯ Canine ( Chapter 1 )

It was cold, and believe me when I say it. It had just snowed the day before bring a chill to the pleasant city of New York. Actually, pleasant isn't something I would call it. For some people it may be so, but for those who know the inner workings of the city and the shady deals that take place, you wouldn't think so. There's an invisible layer of grime that covers the city. The most famous of all shadiness within that hidden grime was the nightclub for all ages; that is if you enjoyed sex, drugs, alcohol and violence. Most of the people that were there were just bored and needed a place to hang out after midnight. For being run by a drugged out slacker, it was amazing. It seemed that he didn't leave his couch for anything unless it dealt with his club, or maybe if was fear of his boss, the infamous Sesshomaru Shitara. No one knew anything about him except that he was from Japan but knew everything about everything. He knew almost every language out there and could speak it fluently not to mention seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He was a mystery, but no one feared him really. He would go into the club every once in awhile to make sure it was running up to standard and no one seemed to notice, except for those who worked there.

The stoner who ran the club was none other than Miroku Mitsu. I may have been a little harsh when I said he wouldn't get off the couch for anything except for his club, girls are just as important to him. If anybody was going to go meet with one of the "bitches" Miroku would come along. If somebody was to go pick up a friend/family member from the airport and she happened to be female, Miroku was there. The fact that he loved woman wasn't a problem, but the fact that he expressed his feeling was another. That poor bastard is in the hospital every week. He never seems to understand that most of the hot girls are taken and mainly by guys that can kill him. It will never change however, for he's been like that since the first time he grabbed a girl's ass; when he was 11. It's been 12 years. If he hasn't learned now he isn't going to, the poor bastard.

Miroku may have been a pervert beyond belief but he knew what he was doing with that club. He had the greatest performances, hottest girls, thousands of drinks to choose from, and a faithful crew of misfits.

The first of the crew was the bouncers at the door of the club. There were two that alternated throughout the week; Hiten and Kouga. When some of the stronger of men that believe they could take down one of the bouncers showed up they would of course make an attempt, but fail miserably. It hardly happens anymore due to what happened when Onigumo showed up the first time, but we'll get to that later.

The way the club set up was you paid a fee at the door then you grabbed what you wanted upstairs at the buffet. Miroku knew that there were going to be too many drunk and high people to have his 'woman' to go around serving the food, so the fuckers got to get it themselves. At the buffet a bouncer stood at each end, making sure no one was causing trouble or some drunken guy mistaking this for the bathroom when he had to hack up his night's drinks. Those bouncers where very good at their jobs, but when some girl was to come rub their selves up against either one of them they would get all tongue tide. The whole buffet would go missing and they wouldn't know. They really were NICE boys; hakaku and ginta.

The kitchen was the guys favorite part, even Lord Sesshomaru loved to sit back there. There were three girls that cooked back there and did so EVERY night; Rin, Ayame, and Koura. Those three girls had an amazing talent for cooking fine meals in no time not to mention protecting themselves. They may not have studied martial arts, but they have lived in the neighborhood long enough to have experience with street fighting, especially with guys. In all reality, if three guys were to gang up on rin she would loose, but a common bandit or their boss Miroku, no problem. The other wouldn't have much difficulty due to that fact that they were demons.

That was basically it for the staff. The only person that didn't work in the club itself was Hojo, who was merely their accountant. He liked the club scene, but not nearly as much as the others. He preferred to be up in the big office that over looked everything, including the stage, and work on the books, or homework from BMCC (borough of Manhattan community collage).

Everything was pretty good for a good three years. They had the same faithful employees and a full house every night. They made enough money to support themselves and any other family if needed. Many would kill for this job, not because they made good money, but it was so much fun. They were like family, but sadly that wasn't to last. Something bad was bound to happen, and they were past due for it. It all started at the end of the third year the club was open; the time after the third time was the charm in this case.

 

Yes it had snowed the night before, making this night extremely cold, and yet there was a line waiting to be let into the greatest night club Brooklyn had ever seen; Canine. If people knew the truth they wouldn't be standing here in the cold, waiting to walk into a building where demons ran loose without their disguises, pretending to be in costume. If only the people knew.

A grumpy looking young man saw this line and snorted at the pathetic humans trying to catch their death. As he reached the line he smiled at the people as he walked past them. He kept smiling as people started to yell obscene things at him as he made it to the door.

Once Inu Yasha reached the door Hiten, the bouncer on duty that night, bowed respectfully. "Lord Inu Yasha, back again? I thought you weren't going to come here anymore." he smiled.

Inu Yasha just smiled his cocky side ways smile. "Feh, like I could keep myself from drowning my problems with illegal amounts of alcohol"

Hiten laughed as he moved, allowing entrance. "Good luck tonight. Kikyo's performing. She needed extra money again."

Inu Yasha stopped halfway threw the door. "What do I care, that was two years ago."

"Don't get me wrong Inu Yasha, I know you don't want her anymore, I just fear for the woman's life."

"Feh, she just needs more drug money anyway" he started to walk but was stopped by the hand of Hiten.

"No Inu Yasha, she no longer does drugs" he whispered only loud enough for the hanyou to hear.

"I'll believe it when I see it" Inu Yasha huffed as he made his way threw the entrance.

Hiten just shook his head. He knew what was going on. That kikyo is going to get somebody killed, but even Hiten believed that she had no other choice.

Inu made his way toward the office he spent his nights in. That hojo guy was usually there, but spent his time on the computer. Maybe Miroku would be there this time instead feeling of the dancers in the dressing rooms. That poor bastard was sick some times.

Walking up the stairs he made it to the door to the office which was guarded with two different keyboards. There was a smaller one with numbers and a larger one with the alphabet. This room held everything, and was guarded like no other. Sesshomaru made sure of it. Each person that worked there that was allowed to enter had their own code so he would know who entered and exited and when.

Once he made his way threw the door he stopped. Inside was not what he expected. Miroku was dressed nicely in a suit and entertaining a group of what looked like some very angry Asians, or maybe they just looked that way.

"Hello Inu Yasha" Miroku stood with a smile. "Please come and sit with us"

Inu Yasha looked over the six again men sporting the same black suites and black sun glasses. "What's going on?"

Miroku motioned for Inu Yasha to sit with him, which he did. "It seems that kikyo has gotten herself into some trouble."

"Feh" Inu Yasha crossed his arms and closed his eyes, listening to the rest of the conversation.

"What do you say?" Miroku looked toward the 'angry' Asians.

"I say we have a deal, but there is one thing." he leaned closer to Miroku.

"Oh, and what it that?" Miroku leaned in.

"I will bring her here tomorrow after kikyo delivers the money, and the first customer will be a good friend of mine. I'll leave a few of my men to make sure everything goes to plan." he smiled.

Miroku looked at him slightly worried. "I don't think I need your men here to make sure I do my job, do you have that little faith in me?"

"Not at all, I just want feed back from some of my trusted men. No offence towards you at all"

"None taken, shall I walk you out Mr. Teshin."

"Please call me Terin, and I think we can find our own way out. Besides, I want to see this Kikyo perform." They make their way to the door while Miroku open it for them "I hear she's legendary" He smiled as he started his decent the stairs.

Once Miroku threw closed the door, he grabbed the closet thing to him, a vase, and threw it at the door. "HOW DARE HE!" the pervert screamed.

"What the hell is going on? Does Sesshomaru know about it?"

Miroku pored some brandy into a small glass and sat down on the couch. "Yeah he knows"

Inu Yasha sat down on the couch across from him. "So ya gonna tell me or should I go back and ask those creepy Asians."

Miroku laughed slightly. "You speak of Asian's as if you're racist, even though you are 100% Japanese."

"feh, those guys just creeped me out is all"

"Understandable. Kikyo got herself into some shit this time, and she isn't just dangering her life, but the life of somebody she loves, and those who work here."

Inu Yasha sighed. "What happened this time?"

Miroku leaned back against the couch and looked up. "Those men are part of a gang that brings people here illegally from other countries. Immigrants move here and work until they have enough money to send for their families. The only problem is that they hold onto those they illegally brought here until they take all the money they want from their family. Most of the time they will just kill the people but other times they turn them into slaves, especially girls. This girl that Kikyo is trying to bring here is someone of beauty I'm told. She arrived months ago, who knows what they've done to her"

"They're bringing her here tomorrow right? So what's the problem, kikyo will give them the money and we get the girl and she goes free." Inu Yasha said. He stared at Miroku intensely.

"She is, after the week is out. The only way they'll give her to us is if she is forced to be a woman of the night for 7 days, and they get all the money from it."

"WHAT?!?!" Inu clenched the couch ripping the expensive fabric. It went unnoticed.

"I was just going to pay them all the money out of my own pocket and say that she did her 'job' but now he's having some good friend of his come to claim her. I don't doubt that he is going to have business associates of his come as well." He downed the brandy. There was a small silence. Miroku could feel the anger radiating off of the hanyou. "She's a virgin"

Inu Yasha looked up. "What, virgin? They are going to force a virgin into the life of prostitution?" He went quiet with anger, whispering the next part "She wont want it. She'll struggle, and they'll force her." He growled out dangerously.

"I know, but there isn't anything we can do. Kikyo had warned her of this possibility but she wanted to risk it."

"She knew this was a possibility and she did it anyway?" He asked surprised.

"Do you not think it possible that she hated it where she was more than anything and was risking anything to leave?"

"HOW COULD ANYTHING BE AS BAD AS THIS?"

"Her parents were killed Inu Yasha" That shut the hanyou up. "She was living on the streets for months, barely escaping rape and beatings. She would have died there if she didn't take this chance."

Inu Yasha closed his eyes. He knew what it was like to be alone and hated. At least this girl was older right? In her twenties, like kikyo. "How old is she?"

"15"

"WHAT!?!?!?!?"

 

Inu Yasha was now making his way toward the kitchen in a heat of anger. Sesshomaru was there, he saw his car outside. That damn half brother of his was most likely sitting in there again doing his work, claiming it was the quietest place to work in the joint, when in reality he was in love with that girl Koura.

He barged threw the door, causing the three girls to look up in a panic, but as soon as they saw that it was a angry Inu Yasha they went back to work again, for this was common. "Sesshomaru, I want it, all of it" he demanded.

Sesshomaru sighed and looked up, putting down his pen and leaning back in his chair. "You want what, little brother?"

"That girl that kikyo is trying to bring here, I want to buy her for the week."

Sesshomaru sighed. "I already talked to Miroku, little brother; she will be taken by Terin's friend. You should be pleased to know though little brother. I just finished talking to Terin. His friend wont be here until the end the week." he stood and walked over to his little brother, who was now shaking in anger. "I will give you her for five days, but the sixth belongs to the friends of Terin. The seventh day can be yours as well."

Inu Yasha tried to breathe correctly, but couldn't do it. He was just too pissed. "Fine" he mummered. "How much?"

Sesshomaru walked back to his chair and sat down. "One girl, 6 hours a night, 6 nights" he pause that thought it threw. "40 thousand"

Inu Yasha growled. "Fine, I'll bring you the money by the end of the night"

Sesshomaru bowed his head slightly agreeing.

Inu Yasha turned and stormed from the room. He just couldn't believe it. His older brother was participating in prostitution; no rape. How could he? He's always been against it. He was ok with drugs, alcohol, violence, and people fucking as they please, but never paying for it or being forced. Either he's become something unbelievably evil, or he has an alternate motive. Inu Yasha was on his way to the buffet to grab a drink, but he stopped when he thought of this alternate motive. He cracked his knuckles and smiled to himself. He knew what Sesshomaru did. His brother knew that he would buy her so she didn't have to be forced into those evil things. He was actually just trying to help the girl. He found the easiest way to set her free, and took it. THAT SMART BASTARD! Inu Yasha smiled.

He frowned as soon as he thought of day 6. He wouldn't have her then. How was he supposed to protect her from Terin's stupid friends? They could be cruel for all he knew. Damn them!