InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Mission Impossible ❯ Mistakes ( Chapter 1 )

Writer 1/Typist's Disclaimer: We do not own the inu cast, but we can sure change the whole story. Well… not everythingbut you get the picture right? ^_^

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Mission Impossible

Author: Kerichi and Mina-chan the Neko (Inari-dono helps!)

Genre: Romance/ Humor

Rating: PG-13

Chapter 1 - Mistakes

Warning: Kagura and Inuyasha's potty mouths… Dudes, I think you should know this by now. ^_^;; This is Inuyasha for cripe's sake!

Translations:

Méxicano - Mexican in Spanish

Baka- idiot, fool, moron, stupid... (Japanese)

Youkai - demon, monster in Jap.

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Some days, you just can't win, you know? You can slave and plan and prepare and everything seems perfect as can be... then reality comes in and hits you over the head with a giant mallet, and screams, "WHAT ARE YOU, STUPID?"

This was one of those days.

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As more and more members of the 'higher class' started to arrive at the plaza where the charity event was taking place, the people in the van positioned themselves for action.

Kagura's red orbs studied her blue-eyed companion warily. Kagome Higurashi was a "trained" assassin, daughter of a trained assassin who was the daughter of a trained assassin for ages and ages beyond human comprehension. Her family had served the Gajin family of the McKenzie since they were captured in an Asian exploration and taken back as serfs to the Scottish estate. Since then the McKenzie line had moved to the 'new world', taking the Higurashis with them.

...The nicknamed 'Wind Sorceress' knew that she had nothing to worry about, for surely Charlie McKenzie would not send a fool to do his work... but she still felt uneasy... the things Inuyasha had shouted at the raven-haired female as they dragged his battered body to the McKenzie private hospital...

"Stupid wench! You clumsy little idiot! Damn Bitch!"

And the fact that none of Blue-eyes' partners seemed to be able to survive past three weeks... except Hiten, but his driving skills were a testament to his famed 'immortality' among the other agents. The crimson-eyed woman was curios about the 20-year-old currently strapping her twin blades to her sides.

"What race are you?" Kagura clamped her hand over her traitorous mouth.

Kagome blinked, as if coming out of a daze. "What… no… I'm a twin blade, level 15."

Blood red eyes observed the stiffly smiling girl behind hooded lids. 'And that tells me…'

"-What? That tells me your class and rank..." Kagura lifted a sardonic brow. "But what is your race?"

"Oh… I thought- eh heh, I wasn't paying attention. Er, I'm human."

"Ahh. I'm a youkai, and a Gun Mage, if you can't tell." She patted the ensorcelled weapon at her hip fondly.

Slipping a red skirt over the skintight pants, the Gun Mage checked her self out in the mirror in the back of the van.

White blouse, dangly red earrings, perfect application of makeup- not too much and not too little- the youkai woman looked chic and ready to party with the richest men in the world.

The driver of their getaway ride thought she looked good too.

"Ready to get indignant?" The raven-haired girl asked jokingly, hopping out of the back.

"Very," replied Kagura in a clipped tone as she shut the door on the smirking Hiten Banderez, and the bright red handprint on his face.

The last thing the two girls heard as they walked across the pavement under the cloudy sky was, "Hahaha. Gun Mages; they can't keep their hands off me."

Kagura rolled her eyes and made a mental note to herself to shoot the crazy méxicano several times after this was over.

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The female youkai stifled a yawn as she waited for her partner's signal. Looking down at the toad youkai, trying to engage her in a conversation, she yawned again.

"So I was wondering-"

"No." was he clipped reply to everything he said.

"If you wanted to-"

"No."

"We could-"

"No."

The lights flickered and Kagura hid a predatory grin behind her fan.

"Must be the storm." Jaken commented, looking at the chandelier. "So anyways-"

Shoving the stumpy pock-faced little men- not to strong, she needed the impression of being a dainty little thing- she cried out in her highest falsetto, "He defiled me!!" She wrapped her arms protectively around her bosom. The people in the facility barely batted an eye.

They have got to know what thatmeans...

With a vein popping out of her head, Kagura tried again. Pushing into some people standing around, she yelled, "He grabbed my BREASTS!!"

A colletion of 'Uh-oh's and 'Oops's filled the air as the crowd of aristocrats and staff help now moved.

'What, are they used to a guy gropingpeople's asses around here?!' Kagura thought incredulously as she prepped for the soppy part of her performance.

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Watching from a high windowsill, a woman in black watched as the youkai woman burst into drippy tears at being 'violated'.

'So far so good.' Kagome considered, thinking on her past track record. Kagura bowed her head as she shook off a kind looking woman's comforting hand. 'Whatta ham!" the black-haired human snickered.

Scanning the room for her prey, the ocean-eyed woman spotted the target...

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"Meet Miroku Houshi, a brilliant businessman and founder of Houshi Technologies, the biggest communications software company in the world." a falsely cheerful voice introduced, showing a photo of a dark-haired man with square glasses, several ear-piercings, purple eyes and an impish smile.

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He fit the picture to the tee. He even wore the glasses. The purple-eyed man was moving discreetly to a back alcove, probably to smoke a cigarette. Kagome noted this was the way to catch her victim.

She slipped down the wall and moved through the shadows. Pulling on her black Spiderman mask, er, ninja hood, she saw the billionaire pull something out of his suit.

Drawing Anshou and Ryoukugun, she crept closer to the unsuspecting back of her target and his dim-witted bodyguards.

"It's hard being a rich, famous, and gorgeous like me." she heard the rat-tailed man tell his protectors. Kagome resisted the urge to scoff as she stepped a bit closer.

"One- I'm married, a tragedy in itself." he sighed as Kagome thought dryly how Mr. Houshi and his wife were supposedly the happiest couple in the business world according to the media.

Oh, how the press would love that statement.

"Two- the horrible and amateurish assassins they always send!" Miroku and his bodyguards whipped around, guns in hand.

"Crap!" the assassin girl almost yelled, but her mask muffled her voice so much she might have been mistaken for guy. Setting off a smoke bomb and the fire alarms with it, she dived at one of the hazy figures as female shrieks filled the hall. Bam! The gunshot sent the crowd into a panicked frenzy.

Pushing on her wounded stomach with one hand, the dark-haired female slashed the man's throat and rushed towards the exit, feeling the urge to puke.

...I'm still not used to blood...

As she hurried down the steps to the drive, she was vaguely reminded of Cinderella... except Cindy hadn't done anything wrong... and wasn't running away because she shot the prince... uh, maybe it was just the blood loss.

Kagura yanked Kagome inside their Pumpkin Coach, er, four wheeler, and Hiten swerved into action.

Weaving through the throng of traffic, Hiten showed everyone who got in his way why he was called Hiten the Mad Mexican. Grinning psychotically, the braided man skidded around corners, cut everyone off, ran red lights, and barely missed hitting that old lady. He was never licensed, and with good reason.

"What the-" With a frightened cry, Kagura was jerked to the left. "Hell did-" she was flung forward. "You do?"

"What do you-" Bam! A bird hit the windshield. "mean?" Kagome replied.

"I saw-" the red-eyed psycho cut in front of a policeman. "Shit!" Kagura spat as the cop turned on it's blinkers. Hiten floored it. "I saw Mr. Houshi being-" her sentence was brought to a halt by the speed demon veering through a four-way intersection.

"I got him!" Kagome shouted, tossing her hands into the air happily. Another sharp turn made her clutch the seat again. The officer crashed violently trying to mimic Hiten's moves.

"I saw him leaving. One of his bodyguards died." The crimson-eyed woman explained.

Kagura sighed as Hiten finally came to a country road and could slow down now. Not that he would, mind you, but the possibility was reassuring in a way.

Kagome stared at the bloody weapons that had been wrapped up and secured to the floor to stop injuries.

"What?"
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Mina-chan: ¬___¬; Why is Hiten Mexican?

Kerichi: ^____^; Eh heh, in school fics, Inu usually becomes part American. Hiten deserves cultural diversity too!

Inari-dono: Bakas, all of them.

Mina-chan: This story has a lot of Charlie's Angel's references! You spot them all?

Kerichi: I have discovered the 'Alt' button! People would use this face in fanfics (¬_¬), but I never knew how they got them! Here are some luverly Alt codes to end the chappie!

Alt + 130 = é

Alt + 426/170 = ¬

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