InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Night Stalker ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

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

Well here it is, Chapter 6. I hope you all injoy.
Chapter 6
She felt numb, drugged. She should call someone. Get help. Now,of course,she told herself,was the time to call the police.
Kagome crossed the room to the telephone. The base of the trimline lay on the bed; its coiled cord hung over the edge and out of sight. For the first time since entering the room she became aware of a muffeled, consistent beeping coming from under the bed. She wondered how long that beeping tone would continue on a phone left off the hook? Several minutes? An hour? Indefinitely? She knelt cautiously and peerd under the bed. The green glow of the recievers night light met her eyes like a rescue beacon.
Taking hold of the cord, she dragged it out from under the bed, pressed the button to silencce the beepbeepbeep that seemed to be keeping perfect time with her heart, and dialed the police.
"My house-broken into," she croaked out.
"Give me your name and address, and dont hang up until i terminate this call," a deadpan voice responded.
After sputtering over the familiar information, kagome asked, "How long will it take for someone to get here?"
"Hold the line." Kagome heard static, the dispatchers voice talking to someone else, after what seemed like an eternity. "Two cars are responding now. Their in the neighborhood. Ma'am, is there anyone in the house with you?""No, i live alone"
"Can you go to a neighbor and wait for the patrol cars?"
"No, There are none close by."She heard the sirens in the distance.
"I think their coming now, i can here them." The sirens wailed getting closer, coming up to the house. Through the open front door she could see red and blue lights swirling around and around, throwing an eerie glow over the outdoor landscape. Blue, then red passed alternately across Kagomes body, making the veins in the back of her hand appear prominent and the pallor of her skin a sickly hue. Car doors slammed. She watched a uniformed policemen bound up the brick steps and halt in the doorway with a hand on his holstered revolver.
"They're right out front" Kagome said to the dispatcher.
"This call is now terminated."
She hung up, rose from the bed, and hurried to the police. Halfway down the hallway, she slowed. The same policeman who had been out to the house the night before stood in the doorway . The one Kouga had insulted. He stared at her silently.
Another policemen came up beside him and leaned in toward her. "We got two officers checking out the grounds. Ma'am. Are you all right?"
"Yes."
"What happpened?"Somebody...or maybe several of them..." She waved a hand in the direction of her bedroom "Come in, see for yourself." she stated.
"Did you see anyone leaving the premesice?"
She shook her head.
"Okay, we'll have a look," he said, removing the gun from his holster.
The two officers checked through the house, one room at a time, starting with the master bedroom and then proceeding to the lower level. She followed behind them, not knowing what else to do, too nervous to just sit.
"Hey, Adams-Gunther" someone shouted from upstairs. "Come check this out."
The owner of the voice, standing on the deck that ran the length of the kitchen and dining room, waved an arm though the broken pane in the window over the double sink.
"Watch out for glass, its everywhere," he said as kagome and the officers entered. There were shards of broken glass strewn about on the countertops, in the sink, on the tiled floor. "I dont know what to make of this. He'd have to be Tom Thumb, or a contortionist, to get though this hole."
Kagome bent to pick up a large piece of glass from the floor.
"Please, ma'am, dont touch anything till the crime scene investigaters have come and gone."
'Crime investigators?' Lately kagome had been so busy preparing for her one-woman art show, she had'nt paid much attention to what crimes might be occurring right under her nose. Was'nt someone murdering woman and dumping their bodies in the river? No, that was somewhere else, not Tokyo. Tokyo she remembered grimly, had the two prison escapees. One of them had been serving time for murder, the other one for rape and assualt.
With her heart pounding, kagome heard Officer Adams ask her to take a seat. She sat in the rocker, kicked off her sandals, pulled her feet up under her, and crossed her arms. Her skin felt hot and dry.
"Ill just get a statement from you before detective Takahashi arrives," adams said, taking a chair opposite her. "He'll ask you to repeat everything, im afraid."
She nodded.
Gunther stood in the middle of the room. As kagome spoke he looked on casually, smiling whenever her eyes met his. He acts amiable enouph, she told herself, but it is obvious he doesnt like her. She was sure his animosity toward her had something to do with kouga and his gin-loosened tongue.
The doorbell rang.
"Thats probably the sergeant. Gunther , you want to get the door?" Adams asked, but gunther was already going down the stairs.
Kagome heard voices then footsteps on the parquet floor. These last became muffled on the carpeted stairway. adams stood. She had a compelling urge to stand as well, but decided against it. Instead, she lowered her feet to the floor and turned her head to acknowledge the man whose face was just coming into view. Her eyes locked onto a pair of penetrating golden eyes. He was rediculously sexy, she thought. He had long white hair with little doggy ears on the top. She had the sudden urge to massage them. But decided against that as well. His outfit consisted of a red muscle shirt, black leather jacket and blue baggy jeans.
"Evening Inu," adams said.
"Hey, billy." The man took several steps into the living room. He looked over at Kagome.
Kagome realized she was staring at him. She lowered her eyes.
"This is Ms. Higurashi's home," Adams explained. "Ms. Higurashi, Detective Takahashi."
"Hi," she said quietly.
Takahashi nodded then turned back to Adams "What have we got?"
She studied him, wondering what it was that gave her that initial jolt. Of course, she got her answer when he glanced at her. 'Those magnificent eyes' she thought.
"We're not sure yet," Adams was saying . "The only room disturbed was the master bedroom that is aside from the kitchen where the perp broke out a window pane."
"Lest start there," Takahashi said.
Kagome stared at the backs of the two policemen-one in uniform and the other one not-as they walked into the kitchen.
Glass crunched under their feet on the kitchen floor.
"I find it hard to believe that he entered through that small space,"Adams said. "The glass at the bottom would've cut him up good. And everything else seems in order according to Ms. Higurashi's statement. She has a couple of TVs, an expensive stereo system, a video recorder/camera setup, silver flatware, even a coin collection...not touched."
Feelling Gunthers eyes on her, Kagome glanced over at him. He was standing stiffly in the middle of the room, arms folded at his chest. This time he failed to smile. Kagome looked away.
Adams and Takahashi walked out of the kitchen. Takahashi looked first to Kagome, then to Gunther and again back to Kagome.
"Ms. HIgurashi, do you have an idea what, if anything, is missing?"
She shook her head, answered, "No."
"Would you care to show me the room that was disturbed?" he said , adding, "Please."
The doorbell rang again as they stepped down into the foyer. Takahishi stopped, turned the Adams, and said "CSI. Let them in, and have them start on the deck and the area around the broken window," Turning to Kagome, he asked, "Do you live alone?"
"Yes."
""We'll ned her prints," Takahashi said to Adams. Kagome walked down the hall with Takahashi behind her. She suddenly felt self-conscious in the tube top and shorts. Turning to stand sideways in the doorway, she said "This is it."
"Dont touch anything for the monment," he said.
"Just look around and tell me if you notice anything missing."
Kagome stepped into the room. She felt his eyes on her. With a feeling of uneasiness, she surveyed the ruins of her bedroom.
Her gaze fell on the deep gash along the top of the oak dresser and she quickly looked away, her stomach knotting painfully. Look at at everything objectively, she told herself, as though it belongs to someone else.
"The jewelry box is open." They both reached the dresser at the same time. Chains and beaded necklaces were hopelessly tangled and entwined around one another.
"It looks like its all here. " She lifted up the whole mass of jewelry by one clasp. "Theres nothing of value here, just costume jewlry. I keep my good stuff in this drawer." Kagome reached for the handle of the small drawar. He stopped her by putting his hand on her arm.
Lifting a gold pen from the inside pocket of his jacket, he inserted it through the handle loop and pulled. Nothing happened. "Do you have a key?"""Its under their." She pointed at the small lamp on the dresser. "Is it okay?"
He nodded.
She lifted the lamp, took the key, and opened the drawer. He alloweed her to look through the contents of the two velvet boxes. Nothing , as far as she could tell, had been taken or even touched.
"Go ahead and look in the other drawars-dont touch the wood."All of the drawars were pulled out to some extent . Not relishing the idea of sorting through her panties and bras with a strange man at her elbow, she said, "There's just clothes-no valueables."
He shrugged and looked around. Spotting the studio, he started to move in that direction, only to stop and look down at the floor. Across the top of his shoe awas a lacy strap of a blak bra he was standing on. He bent over lifted his foot, picked up the bra, then dropped it into the open drawer. Without a word, he continued on to the alcove. Going down on one knee, he looked at the half-dozed drawings scattered over the floor with out touching them. "Yours?"
"Yes."
"Your very talented."'Thanks.""Theres no need for you to check in here. Ill have CSI go over this area."
"CSI?""Crime scene investigators."
He walked to the sliding door, pulled back the drapes, put the pen to the corner of the handle, and pushed. The door remained closed. "You were away when the break-in occured?"
Kagome nodded.
"And the house was locked?"
"Yes."
"Lets hope theres a print or two to get excited about."There was a long pause.
"Arnt you going to ask about this?"Kagome pointed to the mirror with the printed words he had walked by without so much as a glace.
"Did you think i had'nt noticed?""I was beginning to wonder.""What can you tell me about it? Do those words have a significant meaning to you?"She turned away. "No, none." Her voice cracked strangely.
Gunther appered and the door way. "Sergeant," His voice rattled kagome, making her jump. "Mayer and Cooly have gone. Adams is taping cardboard over the broken window. You want us to hang around when hes through?""No," Takahashi said. "You two can head out. Ill take it from here."Gunther turned to leave.
"Tell CSI we'll need them down here when thier finished upstairs."
"Yes, sir. I'll do that." His eyes lingered overly long on the bed and its contents before he finally turned and walked from the room.
"Anything missing from their?" Takahashi gestured toward the bed as he watched Gunther retreating down the hall.
She stared at the items from the night stand drawer that were strewn over the spread. OH. MY GOD. Kagome closed her eyes tightly for several seconds. That nightstand drawer had been her most private of private niches, and because it was so private, shed kept it locked. On the face of the night stand was a deep gouge. The wood above the lock was splintered and articles displayed unsystematically like just merchandise at the flea market. Her small, travel douche kit lay next to the open powder blue case of her diaphragm-though she switched to the pill ages ago, for some reason ' shed kept the obsolet contraceptive'. On the open pages of her five year diary lay a sex manual, the words 100 positions with graphic color phoographs splashed boldy across the cover-it had been given to her and ken as a gag.
She stood frozen , not making a move to touch anything; instead, she shut her eyes agian ad expelled her breath.
"Go ahead and put those things away," Takahashi said as he stared out the window into the darkness. "If possible try not to touch the outside of the drawer."
She quickly tossed everything back into the drawer. As she slid it back into the night stand, she paused and sucked in her breath
"The gun..." she whispered.
Takahashi was next to her in a second. How he heard her she didnt know.
"The gun my ex bought for me. Its gone!"
"What kind of gun?"
"A .22 , i think. A revolver. Oh, my god!" Kagome hurried across the room to the dresser. She knelt down. After tossing all the sweaters and knitted caps out of the bottom drawer, she sat there, hugging a cardigan to her chest and staring numbly into the empty drawer.
"They're gone too," she said. "My fathers dueling pistols."
DUN DUN DUN lol well i hope everyone enjoyed their he is...Yash is finally in the pic. Again i know its completely of character but liek i said tryin something different..im still tryin to figure out a way to get more of miroku and sango in the pic but im not sure yet. Please read and review ill get teh next chapter up ASAP. Ciao for now.

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