InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Uptown Girl ❯ Chapter 56 ( Chapter 57 )

Inuyasha looked at the alarm clock sitting in the nightstand next to his bed. Seeing the red numbers on the face read 6:30am, he reluctantly threw the red and black linens back with a groan as he crawled out of bed and headed toward the bathroom for a long cold shower. As he leaned over the bathroom sink, staring at the reflection of his slightly blood shot eyes and mussed hair which had grown to nearly shoulder length, Inuyasha thought about the conversation that he'd had with Miroku from the night before. The mental images of Kagome, his brother's beloved as well as those of the suspects made his blood boil, but with his responsibilities and doctor's appointment that morning had prevented him from hunting down his brother and helping him find his beloved.

 

“I want to know what it's like to love like that,” he thought as he ran his hand through his hair, thinking of all the hell that Sesshomaru had gone through, but the undying devotion and heartache that he'd dealt with. “Must be nice to find some one who'll but up with all your shit,” he said out loud as he turned toward his shower, turning on the cold water tap. Quickly shucking out of his red and black heart boxers, Inuyasha shivered as the cold water hit his warmed skin, shocking him into a more wakeful state as he quickly lathered up his hair with shampoo.

 

As he closed his eyes, running his claws tenderly through his mane of silver hair, he thought, “Damn this is freaking cold!” Within a few minutes, he emerged from the shower, drying his hair as he moved back toward his bedroom and the lavish closet full of clothes. Quickly he threw on a pair of clean boxers, jeans and tee shirt before he moved swiftly down the stairs toward the kitchen.

 

After grabbing a quick cup of coffee, Inuyasha headed out to the garage, trying to decide which of the many vehicles he wanted to drive from their vast collection. “Wish that I'd gotten my mustang back,” he thought as a bit of sadness crossed his eyes. Since Jade's attack the shop hadn't worked on his car at all, not that they didn't want to that is, it's just she was the only one who worked on those types of cars. His eyes finally settled on his gray Jeep Cherokee Laredo. Quickly he hobbled toward the vehicle, easing into the seat and placing his braced foot near the foot peddles on the floor. After a few minutes he was on the road with only one thing on his mind… finding that certain some one who would be able to put up with him, and still love him with all her heart.

 

 

Kikyo lay motionless on her pallet next to the dozing Naraku; her body ached no matter how shallowly she breathed. He'd done a number on her body, every muscle screamed in pain from the exertions that she'd put on it against her will. The swollen cheek and shattered lip were just mere scratches compared to the rest of her body. Ragged claw marks ran from the cheeks of her supple backside to the inside of her thighs, a reminder of his ministrations while he had her on her hands and knees, feeding his every devious pleasure he could imagine. Slight shivers, barely noticeable upon her battered and bruised skin, reminded her that she was still in danger from the monster she'd thought was her one true love.

 

Carefully she turned her head toward his relaxed form, noticing the steady rise and fall of his sweat glistened chest. He'd finally rolled off her only an hour previous and from the chirping of the birds that she could hear from the entrance to the cave system it was either just dawn or shortly there after. She looked past the door way of their cave, hoping to catch sight of Muso as he came back from burying his dead girlfriend. Silently she swore at herself for not having listened to her brother, especially considering that he knew Naraku more than anyone, considering that his best friend was Onigumo and they were related.

 

“God how could I have been so stupid?” she thought as a tear slipped down her face, running silently down her cheek to fall onto the pillow. “Why did I have to hookup with this jackass? Was it worth all this to get back and Yash for blatantly flaunting that girl in front of me? All for what… a quick roll in the hay for this bastard and a murder on my hands?” Kikyo thought silently as she closed her eyes as she thought back to her attack on the mechanic that dared take not only her beloved Yash, but his beloved car as well. She'd bought him the car for their first month anniversary, angling the whole time to get him to ask her for her hand in marriage.

 

With a sigh of resignation Kikyo thought, “That was almost a year ago, and he still hasn't popped the question. And now… now he'll never say those four little words, not after all that I've been through, at the hands of Naraku.” More tears slipped down her face as she stifled a sob with the back of her hand, fearing to awaken the demon beside her.

 

“That's right… a demon in human façade,” she thought s she glanced down the body of the `man' beside her. His tentacles that he'd assaulted her body with had remained extended from his back, lying against his body, moving slightly as if he were dreaming about something or someone running from him. She shivered even more at the sight of the appendages as well as the hour glass mark that adorned the spider like scar upon his back.

 

She'd heard the rumors of the Viudanegra- Araña clan about how they had some weird things happen such as most males never got very old. In fact, Kikyo had heard that Naraku's own father had died under mysterious circumstances only recently, but she wasn't really sure if she should ask or not, considering the attention that he'd already showered upon her the night before. What she feared the most at this point in time was the other rumor that circulated about Naraku in general and that was his desire for human flesh. Trying to suppress the shivers that crawled over her skin, Kikyo eased partially off her current bed, moving as slowly as she could to prevent the ragged marks from reopening and bleeding some more.

 

With the familiar weight of the woman having moved off the bed, Naraku cracked an eye open as he saw her back move away from him, toward what remained of her clothes. He smirked at his handy work that he'd laid upon her flawless skin, causing permanent scars upon her body that no amount of dieting or plastic surgery would ever do. “She was worth it, but now… now to await for the final prize,” he thought as he closed his eyes once more and drifted off into dream land with devious thoughts of what he'd do with the elegant Jade once she was within his grasp.

 

“Soon, my pet… soon you will know what humiliation is and you will beg like the whipped bitch that you are for me to pleasure you as I've done to my current bitches,” he thought as he smirked.

 

 

“What the F…?” he thought for what seemed the thousandth time since hitting the hard road past the ranch as he looked at his gages noticing that a horrific whining was coming from the car. Suddenly the `check transmission' light came on, flickering before staying on steadily.

 

He pulled his car to the side of the road, cautiously looking at his subdued passenger who was still unconscious as he exited the car. Raising the hood, he quickly pulled the transmission dip stick, only to realize that no fluid graced the thin strip of metal in his hand. As the realization that something had happened to his precious car finally took its toll, Onigumo put the dip stick back before he slammed the hood shut. Looking around the area, knowing that his head start was probably going to quickly dissipate, he decided to turn the car around and headed back toward the ranch, knowing that he'd seen a few unlocked cars and trucks parked haphazardly all around the area.

 

As he eased his screeching car through a Y-turn, Onigumo thought, “Better to take my chances at the ranch than try and make it as far out of town as possible. Who knows where in the hell he's set up his camp by now.” Quickly he made the five miles back to the ranch, pulling up beside the shiny silver Porsche with the designer plate reading `FLMNGHM.' With a shake of his head, knowing that this would stick out like a sore thumb, Onigumo quickly moved to the passenger side of his car and took out the unconscious Jade. Once he was able to get her in the passenger seat, he slipped the chloroform rag over her mouth and nose once more, sending her into deeper sleep, hoping that she wouldn't wake up anytime soon.

 

After a few more minutes, while fiddling with the wires under the dash, Onigumo was able to turn the engine of the posh sports car over, before it finally caught. Quickly without further ado, he jammed the gears of the manual transmission into drive and headed out the ranch gates at a high rate of speed toward the distant town and his beloved Kikyo. “Soon, my sweet… soon you'll be in my arms again and I'll be able to take you away from all this shit,” he thought as the trees blurred slightly as he whirled down the mountain road.

 

 

Koga pulled up short about a half mile from the cabin his nose working the area frantically for any trace of Jade's scent or that of her abductor. “Damn it!!! Damn it to hell!” he cursed as he moved slowly into ever widening circles.

 

Sesshomaru arrived about two minutes later, hearing the cursing as he saw Koga move in slightly ever widening circles. “What's wrong, did you lose the scent?” he asked as moved slightly toward the wolf.

 

“Yeah… it's like there was something here, waiting for them and now the scent's gone,” Koga growled between clenched teeth. He looked down the road hoping to either see his beloved come out of the woods as if it were some sick joke or to catch her scent upon the air.

 

Looking around the area, noticing the slight rut marks off the side of the road, Sesshomaru replied, “It would appear that the kidnapper had his vehicle hiding here and now it's gone.” As the words escaped his lips, a light went off above his head as he continued, “Shina and I passed a car coming down from the cabin… I wonder… if it was them.”

 

Koga moved so fast that in a blink of Sesshomaru's eyes he was a mere hair's breath from his face, his face contorted into a mask of barely contained rage as the seethed, “You saw the bastard who took my Jade and didn't say a word when you came to the cabin?”

 

“I didn't realize who it was until just now,” Sesshomaru growled back as Koga flexed his claws, itching to reach out and claw the throat of the great dog demon.

 

Kami burst through the undergrowth as the two demons faced off. Taking stock of what was about to happen, Ban edged the slightly lathered horse between the two as he ground out between clenched teeth, “Save it for later. This is the only road up here and it leads directly back to the ranch. Once he gets to the road me may loose his trail and never be able to find him again. Now cut the crap and get a move on it.”

 

Koga and Sesshomaru looked at the foreman for a second before turning back to one another. With a swift nod, both demons took off down the road, hot on the heels of the other and Kami bringing up the rear, keeping pace with the two extremely fast demons. Ban gripped Kami's withers with his muscular legs, as his hand wrapped several times through the thick black mane while the horse ran, trying to maintain his seat and not fall off. With the blur of the ground indicating the harrowing speed of the demons and horse, Ban wished slightly that he'd taken the time to throw a saddle upon the horse. All three men's thoughts turned once more to Jade, hoping that she'd be okay once they found her.

 

 

Inuyasha pulled the Jeep into the hospital parking lot, hoping that by arriving really early that he'd be able to get his appointment over with sooner, rather than at the 10 o'clock time frame originally set up. As he locked up the Jeep, a red head walking toward her car caught his attention. Looking toward the young woman, Inuyasha saw how her hips swayed, enticing a slight growl from his chest as he moved toward her.

 

“Aryn,” he called out as he tried to catch her attention.

 

The red headed woman looked toward him as he called her name a second time. Her emerald eyes sparkled as they fell upon his hobbling form. Moving toward the silver haired demon she replied, “I thought that you looked familiar, although I didn't catch your name though before you left the hospital that night.”

 

Inuyasha ducked his head a moment before he replied, “Inuyasha… Inuyasha Taisho. My friend was in a bit of a hurry as well.” He looked toward the woman as he saw that she looked slightly tired. Inquiringly he asked, “Are you headed home?”

 

With a slight nod, Aryn replied, “Yeah, I just got off work and am headed to my wonderful bed for some well needed sleep. Luckily I can catch up since I'm on my weekend.”

 

Looking at his watch, noticing that it was only a little after 7 o'clock, Inuyasha looked toward the woman before him as he asked, “Would you like to catch a hearty breakfast before heading home?”

 

Whether it was his charming smile, the lack of sleep or her own intentions, Aryn readily agreed to the breakfast. With a charming smile, Inuyasha led her back toward his Jeep, opening the passenger side door for her like a real gentleman. After a few moments of snapping seatbelts and the turning over of the engine, Inuyasha pulled out of the hospital parking lot and headed toward the best place for breakfast that he knew.

 

Aryn looked at the silver haired hanyou as she thought, “What have I gotten myself into? Oh well… couldn't be any worse than my last boy friend.” She eased her eyes closed as he continued to drive toward the restaurant.

 

Looking over at the angelic face of Aryn, Inuyasha thought, “I won't screw this one up like I did with Kikyo… or even Jade. She means too much to me and I… I just can't take anymore shit like I did with Koga. He really put the hurt on me. Not once but twice and I don't know how much more of that shit that I can take.” He glanced at her once more before he turned his attention back to his driving.

 

 

About six miles down the road from where Koga lost the scent of the kidnapper, Sesshomaru stopped suddenly, nearly getting plowed over by Koga and Kami as he stopped in the middle of the road. “What the hell Sesshomaru?!” Ban yelled as Kami nearly threw him off when he came to a rigid four legged stop.

 

“Yeah, mutt, what is your problem?” Koga growled as he removed his face from the dog demons back.

 

Sesshomaru sniffed the air a few more times before he identified the source of the scent that he stumbled across. His eyes trained to the ground as he spied what appeared to be a greasy substance trailing down the road. “It would seem that our kidnapper hit a rock and cracked something. He's loosing fluids of some sort,” Sesshomaru replied as he pointed to the liquid.

 

Koga knelt by the substance and stuck his fingers into the mysterious liquid. Bringing it to his nose, Koga took a whiff and confirmed what Sesshomaru had said. “Yep… this is transmission fluid. He'll burn out the transmission pretty quickly if he doesn't get it fixed soon and I doubt that he even knows about it right now,” he replied as he wiped the fluid on the leg of his sweats.

 

Having regained his seat, Ban pulled Kami along side the demons as he looked down the road and saw that the trail headed toward the ranch. “I'll bet that he had to abandon his car. If we hurry, I'll bet that we can catch them at the ranch,” he replied as he urged Kami down the road. Seeing that Ban had the right idea, Koga and Sesshomaru followed, hot on the heels of the racing horse. Koga's thoughts remained on the hope that Jade was still nearby, and that she was safe. “Hold out for me just a bit longer, honey. I'll be there soon,” he thought as he raced with the demon and horse toward the ranch hoping that the kidnapper was stupid and still close by.

 

 

After relishing in the after glow of a good romp with his bitch Kikyo yet again, Naraku stretched lazily upon their bed, feeling the sudden urge to take something a little more innocent. With a lick of his lips as he thought of the tender young flesh of his kidnapped victim, Naraku rolled out of bed, moving languidly toward the makeshift cell door, completely nude. “Why cover up when it will just be thrown off any ways?” he thought as he chuckled quietly to himself.

 

He pushed the door open roughly, calling out to the hapless victim that he was soon to plunder once more, “You'd better be ready for another round or three, bitch. I'm feeling pretty randy right know and I won't hesitate to force you into submission.” When no reply came from the darkened room, his eyes flashed open, scouring every darkened nook and cranny.

 

As they fell upon the discarded pillow and blanket Naraku roared in utter frustration as he stormed out of the cave, trying to catch the scent of his escaped prey. He sniffed the air from the cave entrance as Kikyo came toward him, her blackened eyes and swollen lips in stark contrast to the vivid clear blue sky as Naraku growled out, “She escaped. The Bitch escaped and no one was here to stop here!” Turning on Kikyo in a flash so fast that it caught her off guard, he grabbed her by the neck and pushed her roughly into the nearest wall.

 

“Where the hell is she?” he demanded as he squeezed her throat, his claws digging into her neck, causing blood to dribble down her neck.

 

Fear snaked into her eyes as she sputtered, “I… I don't… I don't know!” Her hands clawed at the steel like arm that held her. She suddenly feared for her life as Naraku's eyes bed red and his tentacles quivered in a mixture of rage and anger.

 

“Not good enough,” he spat as he tossed her roughly back into the cave with a sickening crack of breaking bones. He stormed back into his cave, throwing on a pair of pants before venturing out onto the surrounding ancient volcanic plain in search of his missing prey.

 

Kikyo lay gasping on the rock floor, trying not to breath to hard as the pain in her chest, arms and legs as her mind reeled from the harsh treatment. She glared at the sweat slicked back of Naraku, wishing the proverbial `if looks could kill' statement would actually work. Once she saw him storm out of the cave, flaring his tentacles out behind him like some sadistic tail, Kikyo eased herself off the floor, cringing as she moved onto her feet. After a quick assessment, she realized that not only did she have some cracked ribs but that she also had either a dislocated shoulder or a broken arm, she wasn't sure.

 

As she eased back to her room to put on some clothes she thought darkly, “Never again… Never again will he touch me or anyone else like that.” With just the use of one arm, and a bit of a challenge, Kikyo slipped on a pair of jeans, noticing for the first time that they hung looser on her then when she'd bought them about three months ago. For the first time, Kikyo looked at her self noticing the haggard appearance that her once flawless appearance had taken. Her one ruby lips were now swollen from the harsh beatings that she'd taken in just the last 24 hours. Bags lay under her eyes, a silent reminder of her sleepless nights over the last few days, ever since they took the girl that Naraku had pined over since that night at the bar.

 

As she eased into a halter top, trying her best not to injure her shoulder any further that what had already been done, Kikyo thought darkly, “He'll pay for what he's done to me… and nothing he does will save him.” She turned her onyx eyes to the one thing that she'd been able to take from her home, prior to her estrangement from civilization with Naraku and Kagura. A slender black and red scabbard leaned against the bottom of her duffle bag of clothes that she'd been able to slip from her home. She grinned wryly as she slipped the scabbard of the elegant katana into the belt at her hip, eager to feel the razor sharp blade as it sliced into her attacker. An evil sadistic laugh echoed out of the cave, startling the wildlife as it reverberated over the plain, foreboding in its own way of things to come.

 

 

Inuyasha pulled into the restaurant's parking lot, cutting the engine before nudging the young woman beside him, awakening her from the slight slumber. With a bit of a stretch and a stifled yawn, Aryn looked at the restaurant front and blinked her eyes a few times in shock. “You… you brought me… here?” she stuttered in disbelief, unable to get over the shock of what lay before her.

 

“I figured that you were hungry,” he replied quietly, enjoying watching Aryn squirm as he continued, “and this is the best place in town for pancakes,” as he gestured toward the Internationales Haus des Frühstücks which specialized exclusively in breakfasts from around the world. Unbeknownst to Inuyasha, this was Aryn's favorite restaurant.

 

Aryn nearly bolted from the jeep as Inuyasha exited his ride, heading toward the door and her favorite meal. Upon seeing her enthusiasm, Inuyasha thought, “Seems like I've chosen the right place. Now lets just play it cool… don't want to be over eager after all.” He held the door open for her as they entered the restaurant and was greeted by a buxom blond wearing lederhosen and her hair in braids that hung down her back.

 

“May I help you?” she asked in a thick German accent that would rival any Bavarian barmaid as she flashed a smile at the couple.

 

Taking the lead, having a sudden ravenous appetite, Aryn replied, “Yes… we'd like a table please.” With a knowing smile, Helga, the waitress led the two toward a back table that overlooked a beautiful mountain lake on the outskirts of the city.

 

Once the two were seated, across from each other with a gorgeous view of the lake and surrounding mountains Inuyasha picked up the menu, looking over the various different items, growling slightly when ramen was not listed on the menu. He looked over the edge of the menu to look at the beauty before him. As the sun shown through the window it highlighted the red in her hair and danced in her emerald eyes.

 

“Not hungry?” he asked, noticing that she hadn't even taken up her menu.

 

Looking back toward Inuyasha Aryn replied, “No… I'm actually quite famished, really. I just know what I want is all… huevos rancheros.”

 

“That actually sounds pretty good,” Inuyasha replied as he set his menu down, to look once more at the beauty across from him. His eyes lovingly danced over her features, practically burning them into memory as they waited for the buxom waitress to return.

 

After a while their food arrived, two heaping plates of ranch style eggs with some Spanish rice and refried beans. Inuyasha wrinkled his nose at the beans, knowing that they would wreak havoc with his body and that was not what he wanted to leave Aryn an impression of. Once they were finished and the plates cleared away, Inuyasha paid the bill as he led Aryn back out to his jeep. They drove back to the hospital in near silence, each wrapped up in the early morning breakfast that they had just shared.

 

 

Ban raced down the lane, following as best he could the faint trail of the leaking transmission fluid as Kami practically flew over the ground eating the distance between him and the kidnapper. Without even realizing that Koga and Sesshomaru had stopped suddenly once they reached the main house, Ban continued down the road, completely focused on trying to catch up with the jerk who had taken Jade. “If only I knew what the jackass was driving,” he cursed as he urged the horse forward determined to hunt down and kill the man who'd taken his Jade.

 

Kami flew down the road, feeling the need for speed coursing threw the thighs that gripped his withers as well as the hands that tangled in his unruly mane and held the reins. He'd seen the whole thing and hated the man that had taken his mistress, thus was the reason for his racing along the paddock fence. Now… now that he was free to go after her, nothing short of death would keep him from her.

 

 

Koga's nose picked a second transmission trail and pulled to a skidding halt as the road split into two directions. Seeing that the wolf wasn't beside him, Sesshomaru stopped to look at the wolf as he asked, “What is it?”

 

With his nose pointed toward the main ranch house, Koga replied, “Seems like the kidnapper realized his leak and doubled back to here and get a new vehicle,” as he moved toward the vehicles nearby.

 

Seeing a worn out Trans-am parked near his beloved corvette, Sesshomaru replied, “Yeah, I think I see which one it is. Shouldn't you go after Ban and tell him to come back?”

 

Koga looked back toward the dog demon with an eye brow raised as he replied, “What, can't you do it?”

 

“No… as a matter of fact, I've got a few phone calls to make,” Sesshomaru replied as he flicked his long silvery locks over his shoulder as he moved past the mildly perturbed wolf toward the abandoned vehicle. He moved toward the black Trans-am and quickly pilfered the glove box for the registration. Flipping it open, Sesshomaru quickly scanned the documents, as his brows furrowed slightly.

 

“I knew it,” he huffed slightly as he moved quickly to the main house and the phone, leaving Koga to go after Ban in his hunt for the elusive driver.

 

 

Koga watched Sesshomaru go toward the car before shaking his head. “Damn mutt thinks that just because he's a Taisho that gives him the right to give orders,” Koga thought as he looked down the road in the direction that Ban had gone in. Knowing that Ban needed to be brought back to the ranch and updated on the situation, Koga took off after the foreman, creating his signature tornado as he ran. Within about five minutes, Koga had caught up to Kami who'd slowed of his own accord, having ran himself nearly into the ground a good ten miles down the road Ban had thought that the kidnappers had gone.

 

Ban scanned the ground as Kami slowed to a walk. “Damn it… Damn it to Hell!” he cursed as he failed to find the transmission fluid on the ground. He circled Kami around on the road, searching for the fluid as the wind picked up suddenly.

 

Kami shied as Koga raced up to the duo, stopping in front of the colt as he reared back slightly, nearly unseating Ban in the process. “Hey!” he yelled as he regained his seat upon the bare back of the horse.

 

“He ditched the car, and now we don't know where he went,” Koga said as he quickly gripped Kami's bridle.

 

Ban shook in pent up rage, trying to keeping his temper as under wraps as possible he replied, “We've got to find her.”

 

“The cars back at the ranch, and Sesshomaru is making some calls. I think that once we've figured out who's behind this we'll be able to get her back,” Koga replied as he began walking Kami back toward the ranch.

 

“Well then, let's get moving then,” Ban replied as he offered Koga a hand up on to Kami's back.

 

Taking the hand, considering that his legs were still a little fatigued from his run, Koga swung up behind the foreman as he thought, “When this is done… I'd never let her out of my sight again.”

 

 

 

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