Challenges, Drabbles, & Oneshots by r0o by sugar0o who lurks

Rogue - dark/hurt/comfort/romance

For SKYE's Challenge: Secrets 09.22.09, Warning: Dark, Char death, I want to thank my beta: NatChan!

Rogue

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Hazy cameras zoomed in silently as the figure dressed in a short knee-length black trench coat made their way towards the elevator. Right before they turned, you could see the person’s inky black tresses wave as they spun, the figure given off that it was most definitely female, large dark glasses hid her eyes. Just before the camera went dead, it recorded her taking out a gun and placing a D-Silencer, demonic silencer , on the 9mm. That was the image that Miroku had been called down to watch. One of their agents, one of their top field agents, had suddenly gone rogue.

It was the middle of the night in Japan , yet the lab that had been broken into within the hour was in a time zone where it was just turning evening. Little was on the security footage that could be used for anything save one image. A woman that looked like their director’s mate, who happened to be one of the few field agents not checking in when word had been sent out to do so. She wasn’t on assignment, and from what he could see in the hazy image of the security film the woman in question looked a lot like Kagome Taishou, or Agent Ruumiko Shikotama. He dreaded having to call this in but as he was getting images sent over he could see this would need his boss to look over everything.

If there was anyone that could track down Kagome, it would be her mate, and only her mate.

The pictures were gruesome at best, ash was all over the place, and those poor few human and half demon that had been working at the lab, were killed. There was blood spray all over the walls, pools of it, mixing with the demonic ash. All he could tell was that the building she had ransacked had been a testing location. Or at least that’s what they knew. The project they were working on was something called ‘Inu-Yasha004.’ The assistant director stilled when he saw the last image. It was positive that it was Kagome. But she was carrying something out of the building as she left in a hurry. Whatever it was, he could easily see triangular objects on top, and what distinctly looked like small feet poking out of the cover it was hidden under.

Calling his boss was probably going to get him killed, but Sesshomaru had to see this.

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He smiled as he saw his lovely mate, her belly swollen with his first pup, their pup. He was loving every moment of it. Life was perfect, and while he would not lie, even in the modern era he had lived up to the name of Killing perfection, he had never thought he would live to find such peace and happiness. He would have never thought that he would have found it at all in a human woman, a miko no less but he had. She was his world and he would not be able to live without her. Her smile, her laughter, he admitted if only to himself that he would rather die then to go through life as he once had.

He walked up behind his mate, wrapping her in his protective arms, she leaned back into him, and he couldn’t stop the content parish thrum that rumbled from his chest. She giggled at him, and he hummed. There was a peaceful silence before his mate gasped, her white sundress began to grow bloody, as everything seemed to happen at once, the sound of the glass hitting the floor, was washed away in the thought of loosing his mate, or the fact that there had just been an assassination attempt on either one of all of their lives. He picked her up uncaring of the blood seeping through everything and rushed them to the hospital.

Once there the doctors had forced him away, he was enraged but knew better then to fight, her life and the life of their pup was on the line. It seemed like forever before someone came out to him. Still covered in her drying blood the doctor could only tell him that his wife would live, but she might never be able to have pups. His pup was dead. His heart broke at the idea, but he loved her, and would rather not have pups at all, so long as he could keep her. When he went to visit her she wouldn’t look at him, and the scent of her tears overrode any other smell in all of the hospital.

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The phone woke him up from that nightmare, it was a memory, he knew, possibly the worst day of his life. He sat up in their bed alone. She hadn’t been able to force herself to stay then. Wanted him to move on, he could never, he loved her, every bit of her, but he gave her the space she needed. They had never found out who had taken their life away from them, he would murder them when he found them, and then get his mate back because they would try again. Answering the phone he heard his second in command calling him in. Things like whatever was going on could not be said over the phone, so he didn’t question it before he got out of bed, got dressed and went into the office.

By the time he got there it looked like there was an issues with national security. Finding out what happened, he could understand why. His mate had broken into a Japanese laboratory, that had been listed as a testing location, and stolen property. Looking into it, the testing lab had actually being a location where they were working on creating a super soldier for their country. Cloning was going on, and right now that was illegal. What was more, the project that she had taken the information had been locked until she came in. It was like she was leaving a calling card for them, to make them understand what was going on. From what they could see it wasn’t good.

Not only were people trying to make a super solder for whatever reason but the gene’s of project ‘Inu-Yasha004’ had been made up of silver shiro-yama inu, and human miko. From the footage they found when digging through there was a hanyou child with puppy ears on his head, golden eyes, and a face that looked like both Kagome and Sesshomaru. He was enraged, eyes bleed scarlet he began to track down his mate. Still hours away he didn’t even hear his second in command call out that the Doctor behind all of this, a hanyou by the name of Naraku Kumoguchi had been on the list of those killed. More so that he had been one of the worst looking ones there, almost as if he had been tortured.

Miroku shook his head. What kind of other secrets were out there. This was going to cause a lot of trouble no matter how it ended.

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Kagome smiled down at the little boy in her lap. It had been nearly five years since she had last seen her mate, shortly after losing their pup she had a break down. She couldn’t be near him, seeing his face, and knowing that there son would have looked just like him. It had been one of the only times she regretted that she’d mated such a powerful demon. She couldn’t kill herself, she knew this, she’d tried. Instead she’d thrown herself into work, it had only been in the last three months that one of her less then legal contacts had stumbled upon this situation.

Confirming it had sent her into a fury the likes of which she’d never felt before. Her son, her unborn pup’s DNA had been used to make others. She didn’t know how many but she’d destroyed everything that would allow them to make more, and snatched the little boy they had made from her son. This child had no name. They had called him ‘IY004.’ He had been the first successful out of four attempts at making a hanyou with blended holy ki, and demonic jaki. She smiled at the boy that she held in her lap, she could feel in her son that even though she had not given birth to this pup, or carried him, he was hers. The bond was still there, and the pup had noticed her at once. His small nose sniffing as soon as she’d gotten near.

They had him in a small white room, with no outside air locked away from the world. She’d shielded him from the horrors she had created. Pressing his face into her neck as they had gotten to more bloodier parts of the building. She had never regretted becoming a world class assassin, and now she had her little boy. She didn’t know what to name him, it was traditional for the father to name the pup, and they had a name picked out for the one lost but she would not settle that name on this pup, nor would she call it Inuyasha either, dog spirit indeed. They were headed towards a hotel, they had already made it out of the country the lab had been in and were making their way towards London. She really didn’t know where she was going but she didn’t want to be anywhere close to Japan .

Getting off the train they were on she had the little pup cradled to her when she saw him, for the first time in years. Her reflexes were just as fast as his, the 9mm was pulled with the D-silencer on it, the demonic silencer making it sound like nothing even to the demon’s ear. Her eyes watered, wondering if he had known. He could feel the question through their bond, when her son lifted his head up, sniffing as he had done just the few hours before, the innocent golden wide eyes looked back into similar eyes of the large male.

He knew him somehow even though he had never met him, just like with the nice lady. He listened to her ask the male, “Did you know?” he felt bad for some reason, he didn’t want the nice lady that got him outside to be upset, so he once more pushed himself into her, his face smashing against her neck hoping to make her feel better.

Sesshomaru was stunned. It was one thing to see it on paper, on screen, but to see the pup, smell the pup, and with his mate no less, this was what he had wanted since the moment he met her, just not under these circumstances. “Mate,” he answered her. And she broke down, crying, falling, he was there to catch her, them. He curled them into himself getting on the train in the middle of the night there. His eyes glowed scarlet in possessiveness. His mate and the pup, their pup, curled into him as well. He didn’t really know what to do for the moment but he knew whatever it was, they needed to do it together.

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Miroku sighed, it had been more then a year since he’d last seen Sesshomaru. The investigation that had followed the laboratory murders was long and trying. Naraku had been found guilty on more charges then anyone knew what to do with, but had already been killed in the incident. Sesshomaru and Kagome were cleared, and no pup was ever confirmed, or at least that’s how Miroku had it filed. He signed, taking Sesshomaru’s job over was not easy, and he welcomed the daiyoukai would return, if he ever did. He was tired. He just hoped this secret had worked out for the best for the small broken family.

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In Brazil a woman sat on the porch of a home buried deep in the Amazon. Her mate playing with this eldest pup in the small yard they had. Both able to take on a true form and roam around. She rested her hand on her swollen tummy, and laughed. It was not how it was supposed to be, but it was better then how it was. They were happy. That was all that mattered.

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an: rouge/rogue yeah spell check sucks if you spelled the word right. -.- sadly and i'm not going to lie, r0o is very much a phonetic speller. b/c of this i often have gramatical and wording errors. when i read it, i honestly sound it out as i go with some of them, no matter how fast i go. which is wasn you have constant, "course/coarse" "there/their/they're" "whom/womb" i dont know what this type of learning is, i don't think its dyslexia or anything but i have more undersatnding then exicution, and a lot of imagination. Thank you for the fact that it was pointed out to me, in a non-rude manner that there was an error. Honestly it wasn't my intention for the world to be listed incorrectly. ^_^ oh well its still entertaining. - r0o