InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Infatuation ❯ Shikigami ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A/N: Hey everyone! I apologize for such a long delay. Work has been quite consuming, taking all my time and energy for the first few weeks. I finally snagged a few hours to write this--and began Chapter 6, which should be up in another few days--and got it to my wonderful beta, Inukaggurl06 as quickly as I could.

Special thanks to Bri!

Hope you enjoy this installment!

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Recap:

They eased back into silence as they drove towards headquarters. Suddenly, a loud beep erupted in the car.

“Hurry it up, you two!” Sango’s voice called over the radio. “We’ve got ourselves a window of opportunity!”

Kagome laughed, and InuYasha flattened the gas pedal.

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Chapter 5: Shikigami
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Pumping music and sporadic red lights permeated the Shikigami’s chic atmosphere. A mass of glistening bodies gyrated and swayed to the rhythmic beat on the heated dance floor. The club’s ambiance comprised a complimentary medley of sensuality and edge, a place for the young adults of Japan to mingle and mix.

“Wolf, move your hands any lower and I will not hesitate to kill you right here, before witnesses,” Ayame murmured in a dangerously low voice, glaring at Kouga as he slowly and sexily grinded into her.

“Come on, babe, we’re supposed to blend in with all these other sex-crazed beings out here grooving‘,” he replied with a wolfish smile, slowly dragging his claws from the sides of her mini-leather clad buttocks back to rest on her hips.

Ayame fought down the butterflies erupting in her stomach as she steeled her gaze to keep from betraying exactly how much he was affecting her senses.

“Just because we’re undercover doesn’t give you permission to take liberties,” she snapped back, whipping her body around so that they were no longer face to face, and snapping the male ookami in the face with her ponytails.

Both were adorned in clubbing regalia, a red sparkling tube top and a black leather mini with matching knee-high boots for Ayame, and a dark blue silk button up and washed out jeans for Kouga.

Feeling the music, Ayame swiveled her hips just enough to make Kouga inhale sharply.

‘Take that, Casanova,’ she thought, smirking.

“Kagome and dog shit better hurry up,” Kouga muttered gruffly.

Ayame just smiled, pressing her backside closer to his person.

“And why is that? I thought you were enjoying this, baby,” she said, innocently.

The female heard a strangled yelp come from her partner after another quick swivel, and stifled the urge to giggle.

‘This female will be the death of me,’ Kouga whined mentally.

“Just keep on the lookout for the target. Got it, wolf?” Ayame asked.

Kouga just grunted as the two continued dancing and scanning.

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InuYasha led Kagome up the winding metallic staircase to the second floor of the Shikigami, the VIP balcony. Both were decked out in typical clubbing wear. Kagome wore a silver halter top, black flare pants, heels and silver hoops. Her hair was swept up in a high pony tail. InuYasha wore a red, long-sleeved button up, black dress pants and shoes. The Slayer and Hunter had concealment spells over their faces, making both appear like the a-typical Japanese citizen.

They stopped briefly to flash VIP their passes to the monstrous bouncer, who pulled away the rope and allowed them to enter the balcony area. White leather couches were positioned to give a great overview of the area, along with a raised floor for dancing. A few couples were lost in the haze of music and hormones. But they had other plans.

Sneaking past a few stationed bouncers--using a few giggles and caressing touches to give the illusion of searching for a place for some, ahem, privacy--they found a side door and slipped inside.

The two found themselves facing down a dimly-lit corridor.

“Score one for the Slayer! I told you there were offices up here,” Kagome gloated.

“Fuck you,” was InuYasha’s mature reply.

“You can dream all you like, dog boy, but THAT’S never going to happen.”

InuYasha flashed her his sexy, badass grin.

“Oh, you’ll succumb to my charms soon enough.”

“Psh,” Kagome replied, finally jerking her arm out of his grasp. “You, charm? Oh yeah, baby, it really turns me on the way you constantly insult and degrade me.”

Kagome stormed down the corridor, the sway of her hips momentarily distracting the hanyou.

“Look here, bitch--”

“Shh!” Kagome urgently whispered as she stopped before a door. Light seeped through the crack by the floor, indicating an occupant inside. InuYasha stepped a little closer, his ears swiveling forward.

“She’s inside,” InuYasha affirmed.

“Good.” The two exchanged a glare over who got to enter first.

Kagome fought the urge to roll her eyes while she opened the door.

“May I help you?” a woman with long black hair and a diamond on her forehead inquired, raising one of her sculpted eyebrows.

“Yes, Tsubaki. We were wondering if you could tell us a thing or two about Naraku Onigumo,” Kagome began, shutting the office door behind her and her partner.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t lie to us,” InuYasha growled, taking a threatening step forward. “We know you had a deal a few years ago to destroy some priestess for him. Now, we want you to tell us all about that, and what you know about what he’s doing now.”

“And just who are you?” Tsubaki demanded, rising from her chair.

“We can be pleasant acquaintances, or your worst enemies depending on exactly how cooperative you are,” Kagome replied, flaring her aura and whipping out a small dagger she borrowed from Ayame (her crossbow couldn‘t be snuck into the club).

When Tsubaki’s eyes widened, Kagome knew she had the dark priestess right where she wanted her.

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“Why couldn’t we have gone to the club too?” Rin whined, stomping around her computer desk.

“Because I wasn’t staying here by myself with him,” Sango retorted from her lounging position in the computer chair. The deadly glare she sent Miroku caused the monk to let out a squeak.

“Oh, right,” Rin said dejectedly. “But I wanted to go dance…”

“Onna, you seem to have forgotten the true purpose of tonight’s mission,” Sesshomaru interjected condescendingly.

“We’re always on a mission! We Slayers have to take our fun when we can, and it’s mostly on the job because we’re ALWAYS ON THE JOB!”

If Sesshomaru felt surprise at Rin’s outburst, he displayed no outward sign. Rin continued to stomp around the room in her flat, calf boots. Sesshomaru did not allow the fact that she was showing too much leg--yet again--in her cut-off jean shorts to affect him.

“Rin-sama, I do not think throwing something akin to a tantrum will change the current circumstances,” Miroku informed her peaceably.

“I suppose not.”

Rin moved to check the computer’s status, glancing at the hacking program. So far, only one-sixth of the possible passwords had been compiled, evaluated and statistically denied. The smallest Slayer was no closer to gaining access to Onigumo Industries’ databases than before. Rin released a frustrated sigh.

Sango leaned over to look at the screen, placing a comforting hand on Rin’s shoulder.

“No luck yet?”

Rin shook her head. “I’m sure I’ll get something soon,” she replied, forcing a confident smile on her face.

“I know you will, Rin-chan.”

“How much longer should the process take?” Miroku inquired from the safety of across the room.

“I’m not too sure anymore,” Rin said, typing. “This password is tricky, and already a good portion of the possibilities has been rejected. We’re just going to have to wait until we strike gold.”

All nodded, including Sesshomaru, and they each slipped into a contemplative silence.
The only sounds in the room were of turned pages, footsteps or breathing.

Miroku’s fingers began a cadence of tap, tap on the tabletop he was leaning against.

Sango’s jiggling foot caused her anklet to chime in with a jingle, jingle.

Sesshomaru, of course, did not make any noise.

With nothing to do but sit and wait, Rin was going verifiably insane.

So, she turned on the radio.

*TypicalHardly the type I fall forI'm liking the physicalDon't leave me asking for moreI'm a sexy mama (Mama)Who knows just how to get what I want and What I want to do is spring this on youBack up all of the things that I told you*

Rin squealed, grabbing Sango by the arm and pulling her off the chair. “Now here’s a great dancing song!”

The smallest Slayer began to move her hips to the beat, drawing Sango into following. The two seemed to forget exactly where they were as they allowed the song to cloud over their other senses.

That was until Sango caught Miroku slowly inching over to them, his usual perverted gleam alighting his eyes.

SMACK!

Miroku hit the floor, and Sango flung herself back into the chair and resumed her earlier sulking.

Rin shrugged, and continued to dance around in a circle.

Sesshomaru felt his eye in the beginning stages of twitching.

‘I’m surrounded by insufferable idiots.’

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“And why should I tell either of you a thing?” Tsubaki scoffed, trying to hide her surprise and anxiety from the power flowing off the miko before her.

“Because we need to stop him,” Kagome replied with conviction. “We know there’s bad blood between the two of you, so why would you want to protect him?”

Tsubaki laughed. “Protect him? I could care less what that idiot does. I feel merely indifferent. As long as he leaves me and what’s mine alone, I have no need to concern myself with him.”

“You seriously think once he gets that jewel he won’t interfere in your life?” InuYasha growled in disbelief. “You’re stupider than I thought.”

“Shut your trap, half-breed,” Tsubaki snapped.

Kagome pinned the club owner across with a piercing glare. “Don’t call him that,” the Slayer said in a deadly tone.

InuYasha stood there, momentarily stunned. ‘She’s defending me?’ he thought in surprise.

Tsubaki smirked. “Defending your little pet?”

“He’s not my pet!”

“Does he sit on command?” Tsubaki laughed.

“I fucking well do not, you bitch!” InuYasha growled.

The two proceeded to start a bickering fest, slinging profane insult after profane insult. While often quite creative, Kagome grew tired of all of it. The Slayer sighed, mentally slumping over, tired. She was sick of this annoying woman and being overworked. She was sick of InuYasha’s temper tantrums. She was sick of Naraku and his mysterious plans and they hadn’t been on the case for a week yet. When Kagome gets tired, she gets angry. When she gets angry, she gets absolutely pissed.

“That’s IT!” She screamed, pink energy flaring around her. InuYasha shrunk back, looking stung, while Tsubaki stood there, eyes wide and mouth hanging partially open.

“You,” she pointed her dagger at the hanyou, “Are going to shut up. Right. Now.”

InuYasha gulped and nodded.

“And YOU,” she turned to Tsubaki, “Are going to cooperate or so help me kami…”

Kagome allowed her energy to accumulate in the palm of one hand, threatening the club owner with a large ball of purifying energy and a glowing-pink dagger. The woman’s aura was a little off, indicating she was not completely human. So, Kagome surmised that she could do some damage.

“How dare you come here and threaten me,” Tsubaki hissed. “I’ll show you exactly why Naraku sought my help in the first place.”

Black energy surged around the club owner, creating a sinister glow.

“Oh, shit,” muttered InuYasha.

“A dark miko,” Kagome acknowledged.

“Quite,” Tsubaki laughed. “Now I’ll teach you a thing or two about true power, little girl.”

Kagome flared up her energy, her chocolate eyes glowing in determination. “Bring it, bitch.”
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A/N:

*-- song “Buttons” by PussyCat Dolls (Sorry, couldn’t help myself. I was flipping the radio stations while writing this chapter, and it just sort of popped up and worked itself in…)