At What Price

SUMMARY: The blazing red numeric digits began its count down. The red glowing light flashed, then dulled as if to flicker out, however; the light then brighten again. It repeated this signal for every precious second that ticked away.

Author's Note: Hello once again. I have some bad news. My pc crashed and burned do to the mean heartlessness of others who like to send viruses my way *Sighs* So my updating will not be on a regular time frame. Please bare with me. Once again thanks for your loyal support. Enjoy and by the way I don't own Inuyasha or anything associated with it.

CHAPTER 57: FORTY-EIGHT HOURS
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Samou watched in disgust for two hours, cloaked within the damning shadows of the bastards office, as he watched Naraku and Kikyou fucked each other. ‘Damn skankie bitch!’ he cursed silently. ‘Sesshomaru will find this interesting at the least.’

He watched Kikyou pull herself off the desk which was adjacent to the large window. It reflected the two’s movements to the outside world. She slowly sat up on the desk and smiled at her sated lustful partner. Kikyou scooted of the desk to retrieve her clothing that was thrown about the place. She leisurely put her clothes on them before leaving Naraku’s office.

Samou followed her like a second shadow out of the office. ‘Shit, I bet the boys back at the office are having a field day with this porno.’ Samou snaked his way out of the door close behind the heels of the hoe, leaving silently as he came in. He fallowed Kikyou with stealth and deadly precision as she went to her car. Samou was interested in just one thing, how the hell did she get into the building unseen and undercover? Was it from a mysterious barrier he sensed, but couldn’t see.

The clicking of her high heels was all the noise that could be hear through the twist and turns of the underground hallway. It was a well designed maze that led to a subversive structure that Kikyou knew like the back of her hand. She had a condemned feeling like something was fallowing her. Kikyou tried to shake off the feeling blaming it on Kanna. ‘That little twit just scared me that’s all.’ She reasoned with herself. ‘It was the way she said, ‘there’s an unwelcome presence here!’ Kikyou shuddered.

There was an eerie sensation that made the back of her ebony hair stand on end. Every once and a while she would glance over she shoulder, in vain, to make sure that no one was following her, and when she did chance a futile look there was no one there.

Samou up-linked the images on the equipment and readied it to send to Sesshoumaru’s place and to home base. This was going to make for some interesting conversation later with the boys. His green eyes narrowed in hatred at the whore that walked with a frantic pace to her car. Samou want to play a little game with her. Scare her. Make her scream in terror, so he decided to whisper her revolting name in the dimly lit underground parking garage. “Kikyouuuuu” His hissed with a ghostlike spookiness as Samou watched her stop at her vehicle.

Kikyou froze as her keys were ready to insert into the car door. She didn’t dare move. Fear ripped through her disgraceful being. Kikyou felt her miko aura building around her flaring out to feel out the phantom stalking her. Whatever it was, it was going to be purified into a freakin’ crispy critter.

Samou could feel her powers radiate out around her. He smiled. ‘So you think you can fry me whore?’ He allowed his serpent like laugh out. It was mocking her. Daring her to try it.

Kikyou was going to kill the asshole who ever it was. She slowly turned around from the car door and closed her eyes. Kikyou focused all her power in finding the jerk off that was scarring her. There in black in white in her minds eyes she saw him. The stalker was standing off the side of her almost lurking in a ghostly way. Kikyou smiled at herself before turning to the unseen apparition. “Well fucker, enjoy you last minutes on this earth.” she hissed in a sadistic tone. Kikyou’s aura flickered purple then black as she focused her darkening energy at the so-called apparition. The building aura flared out wildly around her body before being sucked in like a vortex with in a sphere in her hand. Kikyou took a step toward the figure before she struck with a fast backhand at its form.

Samou didn’t know what to do. He barely managed to dodge her sudden attack. Samou could feel his skin burning as the bitch’s fist skimmed past his face missing within centimeters of his skin. He hissed in pain as his skin sizzled and blister from the purifying aura’s close encounter. Samou jumped back and let his demonic aura slip giving himself away.

Kikyou saw his slip up and didn’t waste this advantage of his foolishness. She lunged at the demon with a round house kick. Her foot made contact with the demon’s leg as he tried to jump out of the way.

Samou raced like the demons of hell were at his heels. He had to get this information to Mr. Masurau a stat. His leg was fractured from the impact of the kick that the wench hit him with. His blood from seeped from the opened wound, from the purification blast. It was eating through his skin like battery acid. Samou fought back to blend in to the background of the underground cement parking structure, however; with his diminishing demonic powers he felt himself growing weak. Samou stumbled to the ground landing with a loud thud onto the pavement of the parking lot. The smell of burning rubber from the Lexus Kikyou was now in and driving assaulted his nose. Along with the loud squeal of tires forced to achieve a high rate of velocity within seconds made Samou aware that he needed to get off the ground.

Kikyou saw the chameleon demon flattened out on the ground struggling to get out of the way. She floored the gas petal of her Lexus and aimed her car right at the fucker. Kikyou laughed manically at the thought of her tires running the demon over. *Bump- bump* She never did look back, but continued to make her escape. Kikyou would let Naraku’s security take care of the nuisance of a demon she just reduced to a green mass of a speed bump.

It was imperative that Mr. Masurau learned about the traitorous deeds of Inuyasha’s bitch. He struggled to regain his footing, but his legs gave out on him. Samou found himself on the pavement. ‘She will pay.’ Samou pulled the pager out of his back pocket before he was ran over. His fingers hit the security code alerting an emergency occurred, plus it alarmed a small bomb within his pager. When the bumper meet his body with an impact that revival that of a speeding train running into a brick wall, it forced his body up of the hood of the car. The timer was set to go off in forty-eight hours. The blazing red numeric digits began its count down as it clattered to the ground. The red glowing light flashed, then dulled as if to flicker out, however; the light then brighten again. It repeated this signal for every precious second that ticked away.

If Samou had just stayed a few more minutes longer inside Naraku Onigumo’s office he would have heard just what Naraku’s evil plan entailed. Or, should I say how far back it Naraku’s treachery went.
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The next chapter will be on Kagome and her curious snooping in a certain study. Hahaha! Until then.