InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Makeshift Superheroes ❯ The Lady ( Chapter 2 )

Miroku whistled as he walked up to Sango's doorway. He slicked back his hair and checked himself in the little reflection of himself in the spy hole of the door.

"Are you always this vain?" an irritated voice snapped behind him. Miroku spun around, his eyes widened with surprise. However, they softened and he grinned as he realized who was behind him.

"AH! Sango! How good it is to see you up and about!" He grinned cheerily, but wavered slightly when he saw her menacing glare. "What delightful timing!"

"For you maybe," she growled in response. He grinned again and held his arms out to receive a hug, but was surprised to have a big brown paper bag shoved into his embrace instead. "Help me with this stuff, then we can go."

"All righty! We're a takin' in the groceries, a takin' in the groceries!" he sang, making Sango twitch. As they entered her apartment, Sango slammed the door shut with her foot and quickly put her bags down to lock the door.

Miroku whistled in amazement. "Wow…do you think it's really necessary to have all those locks…?"

Sango straightened and got her bags. "In my line of work, it is."

"Ah…yes, about that." Miroku put the bag down gently on the wooden coffee table and cleared his throat. "The next one we are about to seek…well, let's just say it would be better for me to find her myself and then come back here to discuss things."

Sango raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to pick up his bag and follow her. He did so obligingly and they entered what appeared to be the kitchen. "Okay, why? Is she like not supposed to be around women or something? Or," Sango inquired with a sarcastic tone, "is she like a prostitute or something?"

Miroku grinned nervously underneath his cheery expression. "Actually, that's right on the money."

"WHAT?!" Sango slammed her fist onto the counter. "Are you joking or what? Because THIS ISN'T FUNNY!"

Miroku held up his hands in a peaceful gesture. "No, I'm not. Here's her file. I've read over it last night and I'm going out to find her. It tells me where she usually wanders around. And she's usually there all day, so if I don't find her soon and pick her up… someone else will. Not that it's with any perverted motives or anything," Miroku added in a rush.

Sango arched an eyebrow. "All right, but call me every half hour and give me an update."

Miroku nodded. "But…I'll need your number to do that."

Sango hesitated. "Fine." She grabbed a pen and a piece of scrap paper and scribbled the number down, tossing it to him as she began to open the brown bags.

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Kagura sighed and stepped out into the sun, sliding on her sunglasses as she did so. She wasn't wearing her usual `work' clothes, since she decided to give herself a day off, the previous night having bought her enough money to last for seven months. Still, she would continue tomorrow and continue building up on that small fortune she had stored away…

There was nothing that was going to stop her from living her life in paradise once she had enough money, and she was sure as hell making her way to it quickly.

She strode down the street, confident that her usual customers wouldn't recognize her in a black poncho with jeans. She tilted her head back, smiling slightly at the feel of the sun on her face. She couldn't usually enjoy the day like this, so she was going to enjoy this if it killed her. And the tap on her should almost did.

"What the hell are you trying to pull?" she hissed and turned to glare at the person who had interrupted her thoughts before remembering she had sunglasses on and pulled them up so they were on top of her head. The man before her grinned, and began talking.

"Ms. Kaze, I expect?" he asked with a tone that was irritating the hell out of Kagura, noticing his eyes slide over her form with what he had hoped was a casual look.

"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken," Kagura quickly replied. To hell with him… she wasn't going to do anything to anyone today.

What the hell was she trying to pull?! "Oh… but…" Miroku fumbled quickly through his head, remembering what the file had said.

…if she will not agree to this, then mention Kanna.

…who the hell was Kanna?! Nonetheless, Miroku took a chance on it. "It was concerning Kanna, Ms. Kaze, so I thought you would just like to know… but if you do not feel up to it, by all means…" and he bowed and turned, walking away at a leisurely pace.

Kagura bit her lip… Kanna?! He knows where Kanna is? Should I…? "Wait!" she called after him, jogging a little to catch up with him. "What do you know about her?"

Miroku quickly made up a plan. "Well… I don't think here is the best place to discuss something like this…"

Kagura looked at him skeptically and arched an eyebrow. "Well, where do you think we should go…?"

"Apartment. Don't worry… I won't try anything funny. It's just that my lady friend is there and I can tell you there. She has a very good security system."

Kagura hesitated and then nodded slowly. "Is it far from here?"

Miroku shook his head, looked up at the clock on the hotel, and then blanched.

"One second! I have to make a call really quick!" Miroku clumsily got out a cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "Hey! Sorry! Well, let's just say I've got the goods."

Kagura looked at him when a voice shouted through the phone. "THAT BETTER NOT HAVE ANYTHING SAID BETWEEN THE LINES, YOU PERV - " and Miroku slapped the cell phone shut and slid it back into his pocket.

"Let's go this way shall we…?" he tittered. Kagura slanted her eyes but nodded and followed.

After a few turns and angered people because of Miroku's `clumsiness', they reached Sango's apartment complex and headed for her apartment. Miroku reached it, gave Kagura a charming smile, to which she glared pointedly at him in return, and knocked on the wood three times. The door opened, after the sounds of many chains and links and locks being turned.

"Sango! This is Kagura! Let's go in now, shall we?" and Miroku ushered in Kagura, who hesitated a second before stepping into the room. Sango led them back to the living room, where Miroku had been in the day before. Everyone sat down and Sango gave Kagura a cup of coffee, as well as Miroku and herself.

"So… isn't this fun?" Miroku asked after a few minutes of silence. Both women looked at him sharply and continued to gaze at him expectantly. "So… I'm assuming I should begin?"

"Yes. That would be nice," Kagura answered frostily. "If this is just some shit you are pulling just to get me into bed, you better be paying me a lot of money asswipe," she growled.

Miroku chuckled. "We were sent to retrieve you!"

Kagura blinked.

Sango turned and faced Miroku.

Sango blinked.

Miroku blinked back at both women. "What?"

"…retrieve? Can't you finish that? Like the CD?! LIKE THE FILES?!" Sango fumed.

"Oh. Yeah. I should, shouldn't I?"

"You better do that."

"You two better fucking tell me what the hell is going on RIGHT NOW," Kagura seethed. "If this is some stupid plot that Naraku is doing just to get me, I swear I will - "

"You know Naraku too?!" Sango gasped.

"Yes. Bit of a weirdo, if you get my meaning."

"Yeah," Sango nodded, "he is a bit off isn't he?"

"Oh yeah. I would love it if you guys would TELL ME WHO THE HELL he is!" Miroku sniffed indignantly, a bit put off that he was being excluded.

"This dude. He's the one I mentioned that might be doing all this." Sango shrugged nonchalantly. She noticed Kagura put her cup down. "More coffee?" Kagura nodded.

"Okay. Okay. Deep breathes now… no ONE FREAK OUT!" Miroku twitched. "How are you two taking this with such… such…"

"Calmness?"

"Grace?"

"More like apathy! Hello?! This guy has offered us an unbelievable amount of money - "

"It is unbelievable. That check is fake."

" - and he wants us - "

"Really it's just you."

" - to get two more freakin' people that we don't even know!"

"Well, I might know someone. Kagura here might now someone. Done with your rant?" Sango inquired, taking a sip of her coffee.

"Well, since you're interrupting so much, why not?!"

Sango cleared her throat and filled Kagura in on the details. Afterwards, the older lady nodded. "Yeah, this seems like something that Naraku would plan, doesn't it…?"

"So… let's see. There's a hit woman and there's a prostitute, no offense."

"None taken."

"So… what can we do?" Sango turned her head expectantly towards Miroku. "So what is it that you do anyway?"

Miroku either got drunk on the coffee or he was blushing. "Err… well… that is…"

Sango scoffed, "It can't be as bad as either of us." Kagura nodded. Miroku rolled his eyes and blurted it out.

"Drug dealer."

Kagura, who had taken a sip of coffee at that moment, spit it all out onto the table. Sango snorted.

"S-sorry about that table…" Kagura choked on her drink. Sango waved her hand, the other one clasped firmly around her mouth, but her shaking upper body was enough to show that she was laughing her ass off.

"Thank you. What's so funny anyway?" Miroku grouched in irritation. "Besides, we still need to find two others."

After the two calmed down, which took some time, Kagura spoke. "So, how much money was offered?"

Miroku grimaced. "More than what the world can possibly have if everyone took all their money and stuck it all together in a bank account… I do say it would interest you greatly."

Sango shook her head. "If this is really Naraku, then he'll probably give us something when we complete what he wants us to do. Besides, Miroku, don't forget. You thought it was real."

"So… how do you know this Naraku character anyway, Sango dearest?"

Sango scowled. "Don't call me that. And it's confidential."

"He hired you to kill someone."

"He was running for governor."

"…but… what?" Miroku scratched his head. "I've watched all the campaigns. No one by the name of Naraku ran for governor of New York…"

"Well, it's not his real name, IS IT smart ass?" Kagura rolled her eyes. "You're an idiot."

"Well, you seem to have such a nice vocabulary for such an elderly age," Miroku shot back. He was always a little snappish when his intelligence came into question.

"Oh shut - "

"No arguing! We have to find the other two! Miroku, did you bring the files?"

Miroku nodded and grabbed his briefcase, at which both girls gave quizzical expressions.

"…what? What?"

"…why do you have one?"

Miroku looked down at the briefcase in his hands, as if he just noticed it was there. "Oh! Well, I was studying to become a lawyer, but things didn't work out."

"Oh?"

"Turns out you can't lie to the court." He grinned and popped open the case, taking out two manila folders and shut his briefcase with a `click' and laid it on the ground. He put one folder onto the coffee table and both women moved from their chairs to sit next to him on either side. Miroku gave a grin.

"Shut it and take your mind out of the gutter," Sango growled. Miroku smiled. "Let's go over the last two, shall we?"

They read through the facts, taking time to memorize each one. "She's a pretty one, but isn't she a bit young?" Sango asked after they mulled over it.

Kagura shrugged. "Probably was abused at home and ran away. It happens more than you think." Sango nodded.

"Ahhh…"

"Oh! Oh!" Miroku yelped.

"What?" both women responded.

"I know this place!" He grinned excitedly. "Oh… I've seen her! No wonder her face was familiar…"

"Pervert."

"Hentai." Came the two disgusted grunts.

Miroku shrugged.

"Well… let's open the other one shall we?" They put down the one they were examining and moved on.

"Ooh… he's rather…" Sango started. Miroku sniggered. Kagura blinked. "…pretty…"

"Are you sure that's a guy?" she asked. Miroku nodded.

"We should read through his facts, just to see if there was any…" and Miroku broke off into laughter.

"Well, he's only 27. No sex change by the way, Miroku. Works at - hey! I have a check-up appointment for that hospital in - SHIT!" Sango flew up and stared at the clock. "Someone please tell me my clock is broken."

"…your clock is… broken…?" Miroku told her.

"Might as well get to him." Kagura added. They all agreed and quickly got together everything, Miroku making sure to nab the folders on the table, and they quickly left.

"Are you sure you want to drive, because, I mean, I can - " and Miroku quickly shut up from the cold glare that Sango gave him.

"No one touches my baby," she gritted out through her teeth.

"Whatever, you two just get in will you?!" Kagura nagged from the backseat of the car.

Sango quickly got in and Miroku slid in right as she floored it.

"Hey… this is the hospital we are talking about here…" Miroku spoke as they drove on. He was clinging onto the side arm like his life depended on it. "Watch out for that - Nevermind."

"So what about the hospital?" Kagura asked.

"Well… it IS the hospital… what if he's like a deranged mental patient…?"

"No! He isn't."

"Yeah Miroku. Just shut it and let me drive." Sango snapped.

"…he might be a deranged mental patient who has RP and likes blood…"

The car ride was silent the rest of the trip.

When they arrived at the hospital, Miroku leapt out of the car. "You drive like a madwoman!"

"I'm used to that kind of driving."

"Just stomach it, you big pussy." Kagura shrugged as they walked in the hospital. They agreed that Sango would locate them once she was done with her appointment and they were to find this Sesshoumaru dude.

As Kagura and Miroku traveled down the halls, they noticed a lot of strange… patients. "Hey," Miroku whispered, "do you really think this Sesshoumaru's a patient here? One of those cracks?"

Kagura nodded. "Most likely. Let's hope he has RP too… Let's go to the desk and ask the receptionist. I'll be his… ex-girlfriend, filled with grief of hearing about his incapacity and you'll be my mentally retarded little brother." Miroku just twitched and looked at her long and hard as they went down the elevator. "What? I watch too many soaps."

"W…whatever…"

They approached the desk. Kagura did the speaking, as it was a female nurse and Kagura didn't trust Miroku to do it properly.

"Can I see Sesshoumaru Mitsukai?" The nurse looked at Kagura skeptically, but she held her ground. "It's been forever since I've seen him and I swear my - "

"He's on the fourth floor. His office is in the left wing." Kagura blinked before smiling and walking away.

"Apparently he's not a patient…?" Miroku grinned.

Kagura rolled her eyes. "Let me do the talking. I don't trust you."

Miroku fake pouted. "Why ever not? I got you pretty good. And Sango too!"

"I think you might hit on him because he looks too much like a girl." Kagura glared at Miroku.

"Are - are you SERIOUS?!" Miroku choked on his words. "I swear I - " and he fell silent as the elevator doors opened and someone entered. The man gave them an encouraging smile.

"Hello. Whadda ya here for?" he grinned broadly. Miroku smiled back and Kagura just stared.

"Well, my hunny buns and I are having our first one!" Miroku exclaimed. Kagura swore she saw red and it was just begging her to take that stiletto she had strapped to her hips and dig it deep into his chest… just two stabs… two would do…

"Oh really?!" The man broke out into an even bigger grin, which seemed impossible as it seemed his mouth was consuming his face. "Congratulations on the baby!"

Kagura butted in before Miroku could open his mouth. "I don't see why there are any congratulations in order. My husband is just having his first kidney stone removed tonight." Her cold voice added very well to the atmosphere. The man paled noticeable but still kept that annoying smile.

"Oh… well… good luck?" and the doors opened and Miroku eagerly stepped out of the elevator, giving his cheeks a chance to loose its flush.

"Why'd you do that?!" Miroku hissed. Kagura scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Hunny buns? What kind of a name is that?!"

"Well - it works on other girls!" Miroku twitched slightly under the intense glare that she was giving him. "Okay! SOME girls! JEESH! Okay... Okay! It worked once! Once!"

Kagura nodded.

"But that guy was giving me a look before he spoke! I thought he was gay!" Miroku shuddered and rubbed his shoulders. "Scary…"

Kagura rolled her eyes and directed him away from the wall he was about to run into. "Idiot, watch where you're going. Not where my ass is."

Miroku shrugged. "Habit."

"Quit."

"Tried. Patches didn't work either." He looked nonchalantly around when Kagura stopped walking and just stared at him. "What? Oh look! There's his office!"

"Remember you perv, I do the talking!" she hissed into his ear as they knocked on the door. The door opened and revealed a tall, drop-dead gorgeous woman who looked them up and down before smiling.

"Hello! You two must be the lady and man that Ms. Yura had sent up! What is it that you want? Dr. Jakotsu Minomari at your service. How may I help you?"

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haha… you'll see… you'll see… Sorry for the lack of updateness… but juggling so many stories causes me to have a total lack of schedule for updating… besides. I don't like schedules. Randomness!!!! ^_^