InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Trucker ❯ Chapter 7

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

The cop approached him. By scent, he was a demon.
 
 
“You do that?” asked the man, motioning over towards Haitani's carcass. Inuyasha nodded as the back door of Shikon no Tama opened and Kagome ran out. “Why?”
 
 
“Bastard was messing with my girlfriend.” he said simply.
 
 
“Well I don't blame you, but I'm not sure what the judge will think.” said the demon. “We're gonna have to take you downtown.”
 
 
Inuyasha groaned, but then was hit full-force with a sobbing Kagome. The wind was knocked from him for a moment, but then he wrapped an arm around her. “Shh, Kag, it's okay.” he cooed.
 
 
The demon looked on mildly, and then looked back to Ginta. “Holy shit, that's Ginta Masayuki.” he said.
 
 
“Yeah, and?” asked Inuyasha irritatedly, Kagome sobbing into his shirt.
 
 
“He's one of the biggest gang leaders in Tokyo.” said the cop.
 
 
“Well for being a gang leader, he was pretty easy to kill.” said Inuyasha.
 
 
“Wolf demon gang leader.” added the cop.
 
 
Nodding, Inuyasha growled at a huge wail from Kagome. The cop looked somewhat surprised. “You have a human girlfriend?” he asked.
 
 
Inuyasha cracked his knuckles and growled, “Have a problem with that?” he asked, fangs bared.
 
 
The cop shook his head, “Good.” said Inuyasha. “So do I still have to go to the station or what?” Inuyasha calmed down, rubbing Kagome's back gently to get her to calm down. The cop nodded. Inuyasha rolled his eyes, letting go of Kagome for a minute and pulling out four knives and a couple daggers. He obviously knew the drill. Kagome was surprised; she'd never seen any of those before. “That's all I got.” The cop looked bewildered as he held all of Inuyasha's weapons. “I live in a bad neighborhood, okay?” he said, an irritated look on his face.
 
 
The cop shrugged and turned around, taking Inuyasha's weapons to the car.
 
 
The cop walked back, looking at Inuyasha. “So how did it happen?”
 
 
“Well, Ginta had violated her before we were together, and I got a call from her about five minutes ago that he came into the restaurant with a couple thugs. I dashed over here, took care of the thugs and killed Ginta for his intentions. Then you guys showed up.” He nodded over at the cops.
 
 
The cop nodded and pulled out his cuffs. Sighing, Inuyasha turned around, cooperating with them and putting his hands together so they could be handcuffed. The cop rolled on with his rights and Kagome looked frantic. “Can I come with him?” she asked. “Please?” she seemed on the verge of tears again.
 
 
The cop shook his head. Inuyasha kissed Kagome gently. “Go to Sango's, and don't leave. I'll call you when I get the chance.” Kagome began crying again, but nodded. “I'll be okay, I promise.” he said, turning around towards the car.
 
 
“Don't worry, Miss. He'll be fine. And the fact that he's cooperating is a big helper.” said the cop, opening the door to the car for Inuyasha.
 
 
“I love you, Kag.” said Inuyasha. Shortly after, the door was shut.
 
 
Kagome stood there, sobbing quietly to herself, tears streaming down her face. After watching the car pull off, Kagome pulled out her cell phone. She speed-dialed Sango's number, hit the three-way button, and dialed Miroku's. He heard Miroku pick up first, then Sango. “Hello?” they said in unison.
 
 
“Guys, it's Kag. Yash was just arrested.” she said through small sobs.
 
 
Sango gasped, “Why?” Miroku was listening silently.
 
 
Kagome sobbed, “He killed someone. They say he has a good chance that he'll get off, but still.”
 
 
“I'll be by to pick you up,” said Sango, “Where are you?”
 
 
“The alley behind my work.” she said. Miroku hung up and so did Sango with a quick `bye.' Kagome flipped her cell phone closed and leant against the wall, burying her face into her hands. A few minutes later, Sango showed up and got out of her car. Kagome stood and the two girls hugged tightly, and Sango was soon in tears.
 
 
“C'mon, Kag, we should get to the station.” said Sango. Kagome nodded and they both went into the car, heading for the station that was a few streets down into one of the main parts of their small town.
 
 
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Kagome was quieted to silent sobs, and had Sango's arm around her as they walked into the station. “We're looking for someone you guys brought in about ten minutes ago.” said Sango. “Tall, dog eared, gold-eyed…”
 
 
“Oh, you mean the one that came in for murder? Yeah, he's in a back holding cell.” said the desk manager.
 
 
“Can we see him?” asked Sango.
 
 
“What's your relation?” asked the cop suspiciously.
 
 
“She's his girlfriend, and I'm his half-sister.” She said.
 
 
The man looked at her suspiciously, and then shrugged with a nod, getting up and holding open the security door for them. “Come on, I'll lead you to him.”
 
 
“Thank-you.” said Sango. The man nodded in acknowledgement and led them through the halls and past another key-carded security door where there were quite a few cells with plenty of men in them. Their town truly wasn't the best. The girls got a few catcalls, but Sango gave them the finger and they laughed. Coming to Inuyasha's cell, they found Miroku to already be there, arms hanging through the bars and into the cell.
 
 
Sango let go of Kagome and went to stand next to Miroku. Kagome went up to the bars, causing Inuyasha to stand and throw his arms through the bars and around her, hugging her gently. Kagome went back to full-blown sobs again and he stroked her hair. “Shh, it's okay, Kag. I'm fine.”
 
 
“Can she go into the cell?” asked Miroku to the man.
 
 
Looking to Inuyasha and Kagome, the man shrugged. “If he were going to hurt her, he would've already. Plus he has been very cooperative. So I don't see why not.” The man drew his keys and opened the door. Kagome walked in and threw her arms around him tightly. He held onto her, just standing there with his arms around her.
 
 
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An hour later, Sango and Miroku had left. Kagome was still in the cell with Inuyasha, sitting on his lap and drawing closer to sleep. Inuyasha was leaning against the back wall, his arms around her waist. The man in the cell next to Inuyasha looked longingly at them. “Quit staring before I tear your throat out.” said the closed-eyed Inuyasha.
 
 
The man quirked a brow, “You're lucky to have a loyal gal like her.” he said sadly.
 
 
“What do you mean?” asked Inuyasha, opening an eye to look at the man.
 
 
Sighing, the man continued. “When my girlfriend found out that I had shown `unnecessary force,' she left me without a word. Here you are, a murderer,” Inuyasha growled, “and she feels comfortable with sitting on your lap without a word.”
 
 
“I admit I killed him, but I had my rights.” said Inuyasha.
 
 
“How so?” asked the man, his brow quirked.
 
 
Sighing, Inuyasha pulled Kagome's shirt slightly down to show the hickey on her neck with little red fang marks. “Ah, your girlfriend.” Inuyasha nodded.
 
 
“The bastard had been trying to violate her. Again.” he said.
 
 
“I see. Well, at least you've got a better chance than I do to get off.” said the man with a sigh.
 
 
Inuyasha stared at the man for a moment. “I'm Inuyasha Miyahara.”
 
 
“Tomoyuki Shiratsuchi.” he said. “What's her name?” he asked quietly.
 
 
Closing his eyes, Inuyasha replied. “Kagome Higurashi.”
 
 
“She's beautiful, you're a lucky man.” he said.
 
 
Inuyasha nodded, and then opened his eyes to look at him again. “How long are you in for?” asked Inuyasha.
 
 
“Three more days. I've been here for three months.” said Tomoyuki.
 
 
Inuyasha nodded, “Y'know…” he touched the wall gingerly, “I think this is the same cell I was in last time.” He glanced behind him and nodded, “Yeah, it is. I engraved this last time.” He shifted slightly so he could read it. “Kagome - my reason for living.” he read aloud.
 
 
“Nice. How many times have you been in here?”
 
 
“Eh… Six or seven. Disturbing the peace, shoplifting a lighter, disturbing the peace, disturbing the peace, disturbing the peace, and violating a no loitering law.” he said. “You?”
 
 
“First time.”
 
 
“You get used to it.” said Inuyasha. Kagome's cell phone rang, and Inuyasha nabbed it and answered. “Hello? Hey Sango… Yeah, she's still here… What time is it? Damn, six already… No, there are no windows in here… We'll be fine… Nah, the detective hasn't shown up yet... Haven't called him yet... I don't need to...” he rolled his eyes, “I'll get out... Yes... Quit worrying... Kag will testify that he did... The dude's a gang leader; he should've been down three years ago... No, I'm not sorry for the bastard... Because, Sango, he deserved to die... Fine, put him on... No, I'm not dead, dumbass... Kag is fine... Yes, really...” he sighed, rolling his eyes skyward with a `why me?' look on his face. “Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow... Yeah, whatever... Tell Sango I said bye... Bye.” He hung up the phone and put it in his shirt pocket.
 
 
“So, you gonna need a lawyer?” asked Tomoyuki.
 
 
Inuyasha shook his head, “I don't think so.”
 
 
“If you had to call one, who would you ask?”
 
 
“I'd probably have to call my brother, but that's a definite last resort.” said Inuyasha, drawing circles on Kagome's stomach.
 
 
“I take it there are some family problems?” he said cautiously.
 
 
“No, he put his boxers in a bunch and shoved them up his ass.” said Inuyasha curtly.
 
 
Tomoyuki nodded, “That would explain it.”
 
 
Inuyasha heard the door open and shifted his position into a laying one, Kagome next to him with his arm around her waist. He closed his eyes and waited.
 
 
The footsteps stopped right in front of Inuyasha's cell. “Oy, you, Miyahara.” said a deep voice.
 
 
Grumbling, Inuyasha opened his eyes and lifted his head some. “What?”
 
 
“Detective's here.” he said. “He wants to talk to you.”
 
 
“So does God, I bet...” he muttered. He gently shook Kagome, “Kag, wake up.”
 
 
“Unnngh...” Kagome lifted her head and looked at him, “What, Yash?”
 
 
“I gotta go talk to the detective, stay here, `kay?” she nodded and he stood. “Keep an eye on her, Tomoyuki.” said Inuyasha, heading for the door of the cell. The man opened it and led him to a room.
 
 
Kagome went back to sleep, but dearly missed Inuyasha's warmth on her back.