Chapter 1: The Beginning

They stood in the open field keeping their distance from each other, their guns aimed at each other. "I'm going to tell you this one last time, put your weapon down and surrender," a famous silver-haired hanyou repeated in a low growl.

"Are you nuts? What makes you think I will ever surrender to the likes of you?" Tsura snorted, his arm around Rebecca's neck, tightening his grip harder. "And you forget I'm holding Rebecca's life in my very hands," he reminded. "I suggest you leave her with me or it's over."

"Ah!" She screamed, trying to pull herself away from his grasp.

Inuyasha growled louder, as he watched Rebecca struggle. "That's it...Why do they always hold a hostage to try and save their cowardly asses?" he thought in annoyance, dropping his gun to the ground. He always hated stubborn people especially when they were wanted convicts. "You've had your warning."

Tsura raised an eyebrow. "Are you foolish? You'd put your own guard down, and intend to lose your life?" Tsura commented, pulling the trigger.

"Oh no!" The red-headed hostage gasped.

Inuyasha leapt and ducked, dodging each bullet effortlessly, getting closer to Tsura.

"What? How are you able to dodge bullets?"

The half-demon smirked. "I'm not like you puny humans." He then rapidly knocked the gun out of Tsura's hand and punched him in the face.

Tsura was sent flying back, releasing Rebecca, causing her to fall to the ground gasping for air and coughing.

"Are you alright?" Inuyasha asked, lifting her up to her feet.

"Yeah," she nodded.

"Heh, not bad," Tsura remarked, wiping the blood from the side of his mouth, standing up.

"Stay behind me," the agent whispered. Rebecca nodded again.

"Bastard, think you've won? You think that was it?" Tsura pulled out a hidden pocket knife, aiming and then flinging it toward Rebecca, but Inuyasha shielded her, getting stabbed in his right arm. He winced at the pain.

"Inuyasha!" the girl cried.

"You're such a fool," Tsura snickered.

"Yeah, and this fool is returning your gift. Think fast," Inuyasha responded, pulling out the pocket knife and flinging it right back at him, aiming it at his left leg and not anywhere that was fatal. The criminal cried out in pain as the knife easily went through his thick pants, and dug deep into his thigh.

Tsura gasped. Staring down at his injured leg, he placed his hand on the handle, squeezed his eyes shut, and yanked it out. Before he could look back up and scowl, Inuyasha was in front of him and punched his stomach, and then his face with the injured arm, making him fall back. Tsura weakly opened his eyes and looked up at Inuyasha and coughed. "What...manner...of being are you..?"

"One of a kind," Inuyasha replied with a smirk, holding his bloody arm.

Suddenly the rest of the agents arrived, holding down Tsura.

"Let go of me!" he demanded while he struggled as he was being dragged away. "I swear Inuyasha, one day I will escape from prison, and once I do, I will go after the woman you love and I'll enjoy killing her in front of your very own eyes," he cautioned. "And as for you Rebecca, I'm not through with you yet." The crew dragged him off to the van and drove off.

"Keh, that will be the day, who said I'll ever fall in love. I won't fall in love with any woman again," he mumbled.

The red headed female, he protected walked up to him with a smile. "Inuyasha, thank you, and I'm sorry. You got hurt because of me." Rebecca bowed.

"Keh, this is nothing," Inuyasha snorted.

A new voice spoke. "Inuyasha, you did it yet again."

The successful agent faced his closest friend in the agency, Miroku. He came up from behind and congratulated him, accidentally patting him hard on the shoulder, not noticing the injury. "Ah, that hurt, you idiot!" he yelled, hitting Miroku across the head.

"Sorry, I didn't see that," Miroku mentioned, rubbing his head. He then looked at Rebecca. "Well, Rebecca, I thought I'd never see you, how `bout it?" Miroku winked.

"Huh?" she blinked.

"Oh God, please not now." Inuyasha sighed, knowing exactly what he was going to ask.

Miroku took Rebecca's hands and looked into her green eyes, making her react negatively. "Rebecca, you are very beautiful. Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He bowed, taking her hand and giving it a peck.

She responded by slapping his hand away. "I don`t think so. I don't even know you. You should be arrested along with that asshole!"

Miroku walked away hopelessly. "Why do I always get rejected?"

"What do you think? Everyone thinks you're a perverted weirdo," his silver-haired friend stated.

"One day I will get a girl!" Miroku exclaimed.

"Yeah, when pigs fly. What poor girl would be desperate enough to go out with you?" Inuyasha questioned, rolling his eyes. He began to wrap the bandage that Miroku handed to him around his wound.

"Agent Takashi!" Someone called.

"Yeah, oh good evening sir," Inuyasha replied, giving a quick bow.

"Hey, I need to talk to you in my office later. Please attend to it," his chief stated.

"Fine." He nodded, then started to walk away, forgetting something really important.

"Um, after all that, you're leaving me?" the girl spoke.

Inuyasha froze when he remembered his subject. He didn't know what to do when the mission to protect someone was over, it was his first time dealing with this kind of assignment. He gulped, looking around for Miroku to help, but his friend had already left. He turned back to her with an awkward smile. "I think we've been through a lot today, don't you think? I suggest we both go home and recuperate. I'll catch you around sometime, well that depends if my next assing- oh never mind," he responded.

"Hm...there is one more thing I wanted to know. How did you know I was being targeted by this man named Tsura?" Rebecca questioned.

Inuyasha froze. "Uh, lucky guess?" he mumbled.

Rebecca snickered. "It's funny, it's like you're part of some kind of secret spy agency. As soon as you defeated Tsura, the police arrived and took that jerk away, and soon after, people came to congratulate you on a job well done."

"Heheh, crazy minds play games eh?" Inuyasha laughed nervously.

"Inuyasha, you're not part of one, are you?" Rebecca wondered.

"Enough with the 20 questions already! I'm not a spy!" he shouted the lie, then calmed down. "I've got to go, okay? See you around." He waved. He got on his black and red streaked motorcycle and rode off.

Rebecca stood by herself in shock, but relaxed and watched as he disappeared down the street. "For some reason, I get the feeling this is going to be the last time I ever see him. But man was he hot." Then she moped and walked away with no worries of someone ready to attack her.

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