InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Property of an Angel ❯ Burden ( Chapter 7 )

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I do not own Inuyasha.
I do own The Solstice Rose because I made them up.
Last time:
"Well," she said bounding the body in ropes, "time to move on to the next one."
This time:
Kiyomi walked out of the police station with her bounty for Futoi Toganin. She put the bag in her black trench coat pocket and dug in the other one pulling out her second bounty. There were four guys with their faces covered in black masks wearing nothing but slightly saggy black jeans and black shoes.
"The Mujihi Gang, all members wanted dead for a reward of," she paused and her eyes widened, "19,983,806,789 dollars!"
'What could they have done!' she thought.
She looked at the note at the bottom of the flyer and she gasped.
The Mujihi Gang is guilty of the following charges: homicide, genocide, infanticide, parricide, prolicide,and feticide.
She growled and clutched the paper.
"Killing women and children, killing people for their religion or race, killing someone's parents or relatives, murdering a child that hasn't even been born!" she growled.
Her eyes turned blood red.
"This is unforgivable!" she screamed.
She sniffed the flyer trying to trace the scent of blood; a target always marked their flyer as a sense of pride. She smirked evilly in triumph.
"I've got you," she snarled.
She ran as fast as she could through the streets of Kabukicho using the stench of the Mujihi Gang's bloody hands as her guide. Suddenly she skidded to a stop, she couldn't just barge in, they'd attack her! She needed a disguise, something that would lure them in, something they wouldn't be suspicious of, something- she spotted a prostitute coming out of a clothing store.
'Perfect' she smirked.
She walked up to the prostitute.
"Aye, this where you buy your clothes?" she asked.
"Yeah, they sell the sexiest clothes around in there. Sure as hell get my money's worth," she answered in a nasally voice.
Kiyomi just rolled her eyes and walked in. Then some lady with red hair who looked like she worked there came up to her.
"Well aren't you a beauty! Whatcha lookin for hun?" she asked chewing bubble gum with her mouth open.
"Just an attention grabber and a wig," she stated.
"Well what ya have on is workin pretty well," the bimbo responded.
"Listen all I need is a disguise so that no one will recognize me. Now can you do that for me or not! And this isn't a wig, it's my natural hair color!" Kiyomi snapped.
"Well someone cranky," she huffed and then turned around, "I might have somethin for ya."
She went through a door in the back and in a few minutes came out with what she thought were clothes. The attire consisted of white super short shorts, a tight blue low cut club shirt, white stilettos, and a medium length black wig. She stared at it skeptically and smirked taking it from her.
"You're an expert on this huh," Kiyomi stated.
"The best in Kabukicho! Miss Mizuki Wanaka at your service," she declared.
"Well, Miss Mizuki, do you have a place where I can change?" she asked.
"Through that door right there," she answered pointing.
She nodded and walked through the door. She came out in the slutty attire and looked herself in the mirror.
"Perfect except," she took out some brown contacts and popped them in her eye blinking, "ok I'm set."
She took some of her bounty out of the bag, paid for the outfit, and walked toward the door.
"Hey hun, out of curiosity, who's your daddy? It looks like he pays ya well," she commented.
She laughed and took out her gun loading it with her best bullets.
She put on her best perky slut accent, "Nah I'm not a prostitute, ima bounty hunter. Hm, I may start coming here for disguises when I need to hit the big guys. Thanks for ya help Mizuki."
She winked and walked out the door leaving a baffled stores clerk behind. She walked into another store and bought a duffle bag to put her stuff in. As she followed the scent of her targets, she was constantly bothered by catcalls and men looking for a good time, she had a hard time keeping her gun in its strap. The scent stopped at an abandoned factory.
"Ugh, why must they be so predictable!" she groaned.
She made sure her gun was hidden and walked inside. She looked around cautiously looking for any traps and then walked into the middle of the huge factory. She knew they were hiding, she could hear them breathing. She decided to lure them out.
She put her perky slut accent back on, "Ah, just what I need, a rest! They work me hard out there!"
She sat down on the floor and smirked when she sensed their anticipation.
She rubbed her feet and groaned, "My feet are killing me I can't even walk anymore."
She took of her stilettos, which actually were killing her! Suddenly four men came out of the shadows dressed in black jeans and black shoes, nothing else. She looked up with fake fear in her eyes.
"Well, well, well what do we have here?" one with black hair asked licking his lips.
"It looks like we have one hell of a prize gents," another with dark brown who she assumed as the leader stated.
They were all somewhat handsome and around twenty years old. She stood up, cocked her head to the side, and smiled.
"Prizes? Oh, I love prizes! I was thinking for my prize I can get," she smirked and whipped out her gun pointing it at him, "19,983,806,789 dollars!"
She immediately shot down the two who had been silent and went for the other ones.
"Son of a bitch! Damn I knew that silver choker looked familiar!" the one with black hair growled lunging at her.
She swung at him but he dodged it and turned to drop kick her.
'This isjust like on the roof!' she thought smirking.
She jumped up and landed on his leg with a loud SNAP! He fell to the floor and howled in pain. Deciding to end his misery, she shot him nonchalantly. She turned to the leader who had an evil smirk on his face.
He started clapping, "Bravo, bravo! Such a beautiful performance!"
"Your pretty relaxed for someone who's about to die," she noticed.
"I guess," he shrugged.
She raised her gun.
"Any last words?" she asked.
"Yes," he looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Kiyomi, I know where Souta is."
Her eyes widened and her eyes filled with anger.
"How do you know my name and how do you know about Souta?" she snapped.
"It's only natural that I should know; I was hired to kill your family."
Her eyes flashed red. She ran toward him and pinned him by his neck against the metal wall.
"Where is he? Who hired you?" she snarled.
"Well after the explosion I checked to see if they were all dead, he happened to survive. A four-year-old boy surviving something like that was miraculous sight; I thought such a strong lad should live, so I dumped him at some doorstep. As for who hired me, that's a secret," he giggled.
"Then you are of no use to me!" she growled.
Without a second thought, she shot him in the heart letting him slide down the wall. She dropped to her knees and sobbed out of happiness and out of sadness; her brother was alive and living in a happy home somewhere. However, the vile creature who hired for her family's death was still alive and she knew exactly who it was, or who they were.
"Masashi, Naraku!" she hissed.
She walked over to her duffle bag and changed back into her normal clothes throwing the disguise on the ground. She bound the Mujihi Gang's ankles together and dragged them out of the factory. She was going to kill Masashi and Naraku one day, but first she needed Kagome's safety to be secured, she didn't care if her own life was lost.
The next day at school:
Kagome and Kiyomi walked side by side as usual down the hall to their lockers, except, Kiyomi hadn't said a word since she got home. She came home with a tear-stained face and the most terrifying glare, even Masashi stayed away from her. She now walked next to Kagome with a cold and emotionless expression that was creeping Kagome out. Once they got to their lockers, Kagome couldn't take it anymore. She slammed her locker shut making Kiyomi jump.
"What's wrong Yomi? You've been acting weird ever since last night," Kagome stated in a worried tone.
"I'm fine."
"No you're not! Did one of your targets say something to upset you?" she asked.
Kiyomi tensed and bowed her head. Her bangs covered her eyes and she bit her lip. Kagome gasped.
'She bites her lips when she tries not to cry! Oh God, what did I say!' Kagome screamed at herself in her head.
"I'll be going to class now, see you later," she whispered.
She turned and walked away leaving a worried Kagome behind her.
"Hey Kiyo-!" Miroku shouted but stopped when he saw tears in her eyes.
"Sorry, I have to get to class," she rushed and ran away.
Miroku walked up to Kagome with a confused look.
"Something happen to Kiyomi?" he asked.
"I think I said something to upset her," Kagome answered.
"Upset who?" Hitoshi asked from behind.
"Kiyomi, she's really upset and looked like she was about to cry. I haven't seen her so upset since the car accident," Kagome thought aloud.
Without another word Hitoshi ran to the place he knew she'd be at, the roof.
With Kiyomi:
Kiyomi was outside on the roof, on her knees with her face buried in her hands, and sobbing. (A/N: Creepy unknown voice, Kiyomi)
'It's all your fault you know'
She looked up.
'My fault?'
'If only they had never found you then Masashi wouldn't have found you and the Higurashis would be alive and well, everyone would'
'If only someone else found me'
'Incorrect, you'd just be the cause of the other family's death. Maybe you just shouldn't have been born at all'
'Your right Kagome would have such a better life without me'
'You love your sister don't you?'
'More than anything'
'Then do her, no, do everyone a favor. Take that gun out of its strap, point it to your head, and pull the trigger so you can end everyone's suffering'
'For Kagome's happiness'
She took out her gun, pointed it to her head, and rested a shaky finger on the trigger. Tears streamed down her face.
"I'm sorry I was such a burden Kagome," she whispered.
"Kiyomi are you here-Kiyomi no!" Hitoshi shouted.
"What's wrong-Oh my God, Kiyomi what are you doing!" Kagome screamed.
Kiyomi started to cry, "I'm ending your misery!"
"What?" she asked.
"If only I were never born," she whispered and then shouted, "if only I were never born you wouldn't have to suffer! Naraku and Masashi wouldn't be able to hurt you anymore!"
'Masashi and Naraku? Are those the men Kiyomi is afraid of?' Hitoshi asked himself.
"Kiyomi don't do this!" Kagome pleaded with tears in her eyes.
"You're so much better without me. There's about seven hundred billion dollars in a jar under my bed, take it and run away as far as you can from those monsters," she looked at Kagome with a sad smile and the gun still pointed to her head," Kagomebe free."
BOOM!
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
(A/N: Don't kill me! Review!)