InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Watcher ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Inuyasha walked into head quarters. It was the same dull place it had been cense his father had first brought him there when he was young.
Flash Back
“Inuyasha! Come on son, we'll be late if you don't hurry up.” Mr. Takahashi called after his son.
“Coming dad!” Inuyasha called from the entrance of his father's work place. His father had finally given in to letting Inuyasha go to work with him. He had only seen it fair that sense his father had taken his older brother Sesshomaru to work with him on numerous occasions that he should be able to see where their father worked. After months of begging, Inuyasha had finally persuaded his dad to take him on his thirteenth birthday. And finally here it was, all in its dull gray glory. What a waist. But he pretended to be amazed, for his father's sake. Why Sesshomaru liked it here he now knew. It was just as drab as him. He had sat in on a few conferences that day and had been bored to tears the whole time. After that day he never asked his father to take him to work again.
A few months later some agents had shown up at their door. His mother had told him and Sesshomaru to go up stairs to their rooms. Later on that night Inuyasha had heard muffled sobs coming from his mother's room. Being the inquisitive little boy he was he slid out of his room and quietly made his way down the hall to his mother's room. Slowly opening the door he came upon the sight of his mother sitting on the edge of her bed crying. She looked up from her lap and gasped. After a moment she motioned him to sit down beside her. He fallowed her instructions and walked over to the bed, when he sat down beside her he felt an overwhelming sense of dread wash over him.
End of Flash Back
That night his mother had told him everything. She had told him about his father being an undercover operative and about how he would not come home from work ever again. She had explained that Mr. Takahashi had been on a top-secret mission and had been found out. They had found his bloody and broken body a few miles down a river somewhere in southern Japan.
From then on his mother never smiled. She had clamed up and shrunk into herself. His brother had turned even colder towards him and had reverted even more into himself also. Three years after his father had been murdered he had obtained a job as an undercover operative at the same place as his father had held his job. It hadn't been hard getting a job there. Sesshomaru had gotten a job there a couple years before when he had turned sixteen, and the Takahashi name was well known and respected there so they practically welcomed him with open arms. From the first day of work he had been investigating his fathers murder. It wasn't easy; the case his father was on had been one of the most top-secret cases in the database. Little by little and string by string he had obtained a few documents on the case but they all led to nowhere. It had been seven years since he had started and he still wasn't anywhere close to finding his father's murderer.