InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Night Stalker ❯ chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Dont worry everyone Yash will be in the pic soon...by the way its IK pairing..i dont know if i mentioned that..also i do not own inuyasha...i really wish i did thoug :(
The party was in full swing when Kouga Wolfe, leaning over Kagome's shoulder as she refilled the ice bucket, whispered in her ear, "Who is he?"
"Whos who?"
He lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply as he looked into the diing room where Sango and Miroku were talking to the tall, long haired man, in the blue suit.
"You mean Hinten? I couldve sworn I introduced you two"
"Correct, but who is he?"
"A friend of my ex-fiances"
"Thats some endorsement. So how come hes at my party?"
Kagome turned and stared at him somberly. "Im sorry, Kouga. I didnt think youd mind. Hes in town, alone, and i thought-"
Kouga held up a hand. "Honey, dont dignify that moronic remark with an answer. Im jealous and i hate him, but thats my problem, not yours." As he stared at Hinten, he ran a hand through his long hair.
Kouga smiled at Kagome. "Go on over and talk to them. Sangos trying to get your attention."
"I baked a cake for you to take home. Promise me you wont lauph," Kagome said as she moved away.
Miroku, a real-estate broker was talking with Hinten when Kagome joined them.
"Ah, our illustrious hostess. Lovely party, Kagome," Sango said. She turned to her husbad and straightened his string tie. "Daddy, will you get me another drink?"
"I could use another one myself. Im not used to being around all these courthouse folks." Miroku Took Sango's glass and wondered off toward the bar.
"So, Hinten, you and your wife used to play tennis with Kagome and Ken?" Sango said, avoiding Kagome's eyes.
"It was racquetball...with Ken." Hintens eyes met Kagome's. He gave her a knowing look. "Theres no wife."
Sango smiled and forged on. "Kagome, Hinten was telling us he has friends in the building trade."
Hinten turned to Kagome. "Youre thinking of building something?"
She nodded. "Adding on. An art studio above the garage. Its something Ive always wanted. Y'know., elbow room, high ceiling, north light. Then, instead of driving to the art center three days a week, i can give my painting classes right here."
"Anything i can do," HInten said, smiling. "Ill be more than happy to be of help."
"How long will you be staying?" Kagome asked.
"Oh, didnt i mention ive been transfered back to the Tokyo Office?"
"I thought you said you were in town for just a couple of days?"
"No. You must've misunderstood. I said Ive been in town for two days."
"Oh?"
"I do have friends in the building trade. I might be able to get you a deal on labor and materials."
"These friends, They live in Tokyo?" Something worried at subconscious.
"Yeah."
Before she could absorb that bit of information. Judg Bennett and his wife were annoucing their departure. Kagoem excuzed herself to see them to the door.
Just before midnight, Kouaga listing slightly from too much to drink, came up behind Kagome and ,locking his arms around her, kissed her on the neck. Her heel caught his shin.
He groaned and released her. "Be nice, now Its my birthday."
"Thats doesnt give you an excuse to manhandle me." She flicked ashes from his tie. "Are you having a good time?"
Id have a good time anywhere you are." He leaned down to kiss her lips but found her chin instead.
"Youre drunk."
"Absoluely. I better spend the night."
Sango strolled up. "Well take you home."
"Why do you hate me so?" Kouga said to Sango.
"How can i hate someone who just turned 25? Happy Birhday."
"Youre a heartless hussy."Sango made a kissing sounds at Kouga. For Kagomes benefit, as she moved away she tipped her head toward the window where Hinten stood looking out, and mouthed the words, "Go for it."
"Whatd she say?" Kouga asked, frowning.
"C;mon, lest something in your stomach besides beefeater."
The telephone rang.
Kagome gently pushed Kouga in the direction of the buffet tabel. She worked her way around the crowd of people to the breakfast bar to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
There was a pause on the line before mumbling and what she thought was the word cat.
"Sorry. What?"
More mumbling. This time, though, she distinctly heard the caller say "cat."
Guest talked and laughed all around her. SOmeone was running water in the sink. A chorus of "Foro hes a Jolly good fellow" broke out. Alex fround. SHe put a hand over her ear to hear better "Im sorry, i cant hera you. Coudyou speak up, please?"
NO response
"Hello? Hello?" She heard a series of clicks. Then the dial tone came on.
The doorbell rang.
What was that all about?she wondered. She hung up and hurried down to the foyer. The call was forgotten when she opened the door to a unifomed police officer.
"Do you live here, ma'am?" the officer asked.
"yes."
"Theres been a complaint. Disturbing the peace."
"Your kidding?" Kagome said.
Kouga leaned over the rail from above. "Whats going on, babe?"
Kagome shrugged. "Police."
Kouga took the stairs two at a time . His arm went around Kagome, pulling her to him. "Whats the problem, Officer? Jesus-Gunther, I shouldve known it'd be you."Evening, Mr. Wolfe. Im sorry to interrupt the party, but im just following up on a disturbing the peace complaint," Gunther said.
"Whose complaining? Which one of her two neighbores was it?"
"Anonymous call , sir."
"Although it is my birthday party, Gunther..."Kouga said slowly and carefully, "Given to me by this beautiful lady..."_he kissed Kaogmes cheek-"and all the most important people... in the state...are here at this very moment-as we speak-upstairs...it is far, and i repeat far, from being a boiserous affair."
Guests began coming down the stairs. After thanking Kagome and extending best wishes to Kouga, they uttered goodbyes and filed out in pairs. Within minutes, it was obvious the party was over.
"Look what you did, Gunther." Kouga said. "You broke up my party."
"He didnt break up antything," Sango cut in. "Tomarrows Monday, Some people work. C'mon, Kouga. Were driving you home."
"Im not leavng till my birthdays over."
Sango looked down at her watch. She counted backward from ten. "Okay, its over. I have your cake. Say goodbye."
"Im not leaving till this goddamn spoiler does," Kouga whined, nodding at the policeman.
A short burst of lauphter erupted from Kagome before she could control it. Kouga, though being childish, was funny when he was juiced. The corners of her mouth quivered.
Gunther shot Kagome a penetrating look before melding in with the departing guest.
"Oh-oh" Kagome said, "Officer Gunther is ticked at me."
"The guys a bootlicker, an ass kisser, a brown-nose, a sycophant of the most toady kind," Kouga said.
Kagome kissed his cheek. "Happy Birthday."
"Kagome, dont touch a thing," Sango called over her shoulder. "Ill be over in the morning to help."
Kagome watched as Sango and Miroku escorted Kouga out between them. Then there was knowone.
Before going back inside, she called softly,"Winnie? Kitty?"An owl responded. Kagome shivered. Wasnt there some folklore about the hoot of an owl and death? No, that was a wild bird loose in the house. Maybe it was both. Who cares?
She went in, closed the door, and flipped the deadbolt. She pulled of her shoes. dropped them at the base of the staircase, then, taking deep breaths and massaging the back fo her neck, she climbed the stairs to the livng room.
"Nice party."
Kagome started and spun around. Hinten leaned against the wall in the dining room.
"i though theyd never leave," he said.
Kagome smiled uneasily. She began to gather glasses. "Im sorry if i wasnt a very good hostess. But...well, it was Kougas party."
"Your boyfriend?"
"A friend."
Pushing away from the wall, he crossed the room to the unbroken line of window that faced out. "Quite a sight. Ever take it for granted?"
She put the glasses on the dining-room table, turned, looked out the window then shook her head."Uh-uh." It was true, she never tired of looking at the panoramic view of Tokyo.
"May i have one for the road?" he asked, holding out his glass.
Kagome hesitated a moment. She felt less relaxed in his presence now that she was alone with him. He smiled. She took the glass.
"What are you drinking?"
"Whiskey, rocks."
From the kitchen kagome called out. "So tell me, Hinten, are you glad to be back in Tokyo?" With a drink in each hand she turned and was startled to find him standing directly in front of her. She held his glass out to him. He ignored the drink, took hold of her upper arms, and began to run his hangds slowly down, then up the soft flesh.
"Nice. Very soft. Very sexy." His hand moved to a lock of hair on her shoulder. "May i confess something?"She tilted her head.
"When Ken and i played racquetball at the gym, i couldnt wait to see you each week when you dropped him off and picked him up again. I thought you were really something. And that hasnt changed." He gently twisted the hair around his fingers. "Ken made like you were a personal possession of his. Did you know he talked about your sex life-yours and his?" He moved his face in close to hers.
Kagome pulled back, pushed his drink into his hand, and maneuvered around him. As she headed for the livng room, she heard a low chuckle behind her. She felt a chill run down her spine.
"Hinten I hope you wont be offended if i ask you to drink up and leave. Im really tired. Its been a long day. The roses were-"
Without warning he grabbed her from behind and spun her around in the circle of his arms. His mouth came down hard on hers. His lips were rigid and crushing as he tried to force his tongue into her mouth.
With a twist, she pulled her head free. Pushed at him.
He tightened his grip. "Your firends a real fondler, isnt he? And you seemed to like it. How about getting friendly with me?" His hand cupped her buttocks. Then it was tugging on the zipper on the back of her dress.
Breathing hard, stuggling silently, Kagome pushed at him. His breath was raspy in her ear. His arms pinned hers to her sides. She tipped her head forward and bit into his shoulder. He grabbed her hair, yanking her head back until she thought her neck would snap. She looked at his face. He was smiling. But the hard, icy glint in his eyes told her he was far from ammiable. Her mind was racing. She felt dizzy. Sick to her stomach. His hand had found a breast and was kneading and pinching.
Date rape. No, this could'nt be happening, she thought as panic rose.
He loosened his grip to reach for the straps of her dress. Kagome brought both hands up and pushed hard against his chest. He grabbed at her, ripping one of the straps to her fell halfway reavealing her left breast.
"Get out! Get out right now!" she said, backing away.
He lunged at her like a lubering, enraged drunk, snacthing a piece of the dress as she turned to run. There was a tearing sound as the fabric ripped if more. He lost his grip on the material and staggered backward. She prayed he would fall. He regained his footing but Kagome took that momen-those crucial few seconds-to run to he far wall in the dining room. Her hand flew to the red button mounted on the wall.
Holding a finger within an inch of the button, she said in a hoarse whisper, "Emergency alarm. Come any closer and ill press it-so help me god, ill press it."
Stopping in his tracks, he looked from her face to the button and back again. Hes debating, she thought, weighing his chances of reaching me before i can push the button. Dont let him think.
"Come on."She beckoned with her fingers. "C'mon, id love to have you thrown in jail for assualt and attempted rape."
He put his hand to his ear and then brought it around to look at it. Blood stained his fingers.
"Bicth. Rotton bitch." He took a step forward. Rage made his face terra-cotta; his eyes bulged. "Youll be sorry."
"Get out!" She said tightly, lightly placing a trembling finger on the red button. "I'll give you to the count of five. ONE...two..."
"You wont call. Rape is tough to prove these days. Real tough," he said quietly.
"Three..."
"I can make you out a liar-" "Two..."
He stormed from the room, his heavy footsteps shaking the house as he stomped down the stairs. She heard the front door open and slam shut with resounding bang.
Her breath exploded from her lungs in a rush. Her hand dropped ot her side. She took a step away from the wall, about to leave her post to lock the door after him, when she froze. If he were faking her out, ony pretending to leave, she was in a world of thouble. She held her breath, listening. She heard no sounds of soles on concrete, no door opening and closing, no engine turning over.
"You sly bastard," she said over a lump in her thoat. She picked up the phone and dialed 911. At the exact moment the dispatcher said "Tokyo Emergency," she heard a car engine rev up. She quickly hung up the phone. The last thing she wanted was the police out at the house again.
The phone rang.
"Tokyo emergency calling. Is this 555-2300?"
"Yes" Kagomes heart pounded.
"Did you just dial 911?"
"Im sorry...it was a mistake"
"Is there a problem, ma'am?"
"Not anymore." She watched the red taillights rapidly descend the tenth of a mile driveay. The car turned the corner onto the main road. "Someone I know tried to get a little physical with me. Hes gone now"
"An assault, ma'am?"
"Sort of."
"Do you need assistance?"
"No, really. Its okay. Hes gone now."
"Are you unable to talk freely at this moment?"
"No. I can talk. Everythings fine."
"If you have further problems, call-"
"Yes , i will, thank you, sorry again."
Kagome hung up. If she had known a tracer detected and recorded the phone numbers of all callers, she wouldnt have been so hasty. She went to the window feeling foolish, shaken.
"Goodbye asshole, Thanks for the roses..."
She peered down at herself and quickly stepped back from the surveyed the damage to her new dress.
Her fathers words came back to her: "Dont trust men, Kags. They only want one thing." Yeah, tell me about it, she thought grimly.
The clock struck the half hour, twelve-thirty. After locking up, Kagome filled the sink with hot soapy water and left the dirty dishes to soak overnight. All she wanted to do was go to bed and pray sleep would come.
She turned off the kitchen and dining-room lights. Her hand moved over the "panic button" on the wall. The button looked commanding enough. Red-the color of panic. She pressed the button firmly. A loud metallic clank-clanking came from the overhead area of the patio. The automatic aluminum awning noisily clanked into place over the redwood deck. Thank God the creep had'nt called her bluff.
Buyo scratched at the glass of the sliding door. She let him in and stepped out on the deck.
"Winnie," she called. "Winnie, kitty, kitty?"
The air was crisp and filled wiht the spicy aroma of sage. Kagome shivered. Winnie, Winnie, where are you?
There was nothing she could do that night, but first thing in the morning she would look for her cat.
Holy crap...that was alot of typing...my goodness...well for those of you readers i hope you enjoyed it :) i need a break now. my hands feel like their going to fall off...please review give your thoughts ladies and gents :)

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