Hey again! Got a new chapter up for y'all to read ^^

Sorry for it taking longer than I thought it would. Prom came, and one thing after another popped up, then it was the end of school, and everything in between was just time consuming to say the least.

But there's good news! I finally graduated high school just four days ago! So woot woot! XDD

So now I'm free till I start fall semester at college, or get a job ^^;; whichever comes first lol

Anyways, Read, Review, and Enjoy! XDD

Disclaimer- As much as I wish I did, I DO NOT own Inuyasha or Black Cat, just the plot of this story and any OC's that happen to pop up! XD

—From Arrows to Bullets—

Last time;

Her hands dropped as she stared down at herself in stupefied fascination and her right hand knocked into something hooked to belt.

Blinking, she peered over and gasped, her face going white.

The belt wasn't really just a belt – it was a holster.

With one freaky looking gun in it.

"What the fuck?"

—Battle Within—

Kagome stood there, the fireworks flashing around her, the world continuing on as she remained in a standstill. For five minutes, she just stared dumbly at the gun.

Why. In the hell. Did she have. A gun?

She – she didn't like guns! Never shot one before!

Dammit, they were dangerous!

So, yeah, swords and bows were dangerous too, but guns were just too dangerous, especially in the hands of a eighteen year old girl!

Especially one who hated guns and barely knew anything about them!

Especially one whose father happened to be killed by a gun...

She could still remember the day, when her father's partner came to the shrine. His hat was off, his fingers were thumbing the rim nervously as he waited for the door to be answered.

His face was ragged, his eyes dull, conflicted, stricken, and tired. He fidgeted, uncomfortable and gave off a sad, mournful aura.

She could still remember from her spot, hidden behind the wall, how the officer spoke a few words that sent her mother to her knees, bursting out into tears that shook her body almost violently.

She could still remember how, after she snuck back up to her room, her mother came in to break the bad news.

She could still remember the words her mother said to her, voice breaking.

"I'm sorry, baby... Something happened, and your father... he – he won't be coming home."

She was old enough to read between the lines, aware enough to connect the dots.

Her father was dead, killed in the line of duty.

And when she was older, she would find out how – that he was brutally gunned down during a bank robbery, shot in the back three times by a criminal they overlooked...

So yes, her having a gun was a bad idea. A very bad idea.

So she left it alone. Her hands lowered, hanging listlessly at her sides, her right hand hovering three inches away from the holster. From what she could see, the gun had a safety and it was on. If she didn't touch it, it wouldn't go off.

No one would get shot. No one would die. She forced herself to relax – bad things happen when a person gets twitchy around a gun.

She would merely ignore the strange firearm, and focus on more important things on hand. She moved finally, walking aimlessly as she tried to figure what her next move would be.

Her best bet was to ask someone where she was, despite the weird looks it might get her. After that, well...

She'd figure it out...

'ping!'

Kagome froze at the sound, eyes frantic. All color drained from face, leaving it a frail pale.

That did not sound like a firework...

Looking around in alarm, she scurried over to some crates to hide behind for safety.

Chills ran down her spine. She knew that sound. Kami, she abhorred that sound.

The sound of a gunshot...

Goosebumps crawled over her skin suddenly as a trio of screams and whimpers sounded out. They were faint, and the sound of the fireworks weren't helping, but time in the feudal era unconsciously trained her other senses when her eyes didn't cut it.

And the worst part, was that the screams sounded like they were coming from children.

Peering over the crates, she scanned the area. Her eyes roamed until they stopped at an alley, hidden in the shadows. Dark forms could be seen moving in them, some fast moving as the others stood stock still.

Looking around warily, she strode over, careful not to make a sound.

When she was close enough to look, what she saw made her stop cold. The fireworks above her offered some semblance of light, and flashed into the alley.

There was a man with white blond, slicked back hair there. He wore an unusual black outfit with a spiky collar and his chest bare save for the string crisscrossing across it. The tail of his coat flared out, his knee high boots were like second skin so that his pants poofed out.

What caught Kagome's attention the most was the sick, crazy grin plastered across his face as he stood above a woman crumpled on the ground. What looked to be a katana was clutched in his hands, hovering above the woman ready to strike.

Cuts ranging from shallow to deep littered the woman's body, her face and any visible skin smudged with dirt. Her kimono was ripped in places, stained red as blood pooled around her.

A gun, which Kagome assumed was the woman's, was tossed out of reach. The woman would die before she'd get within even five feet of the weapon.

This woman was going to die, murdered by this man who was obviously insane.

Kagome looked down at her gun apprehensively, biting her lip.

A cry of whimpers caught her ear, and her eyes shot over to the three children cuddled to the nearby wall, watching the woman sad, horrified fear.

A determined light entered her eyes, and her hand went to the holster. Opening it silently and stealthily, her hand wrapped around the wooden handle, and pulled it out.

She raised the gun, her arms shaking. She took a slow, deep breath, willing the tension to go away and her muscles relaxed. She aimed, almost like she would when she had her bow.

Her eyes flickered to the small revolver, over its silver metal butt and smooth, carved wooden handle, to its cylinder and its double barrel, so shiny that it gleamed as the fireworks went off. Intricate lines were carved into the handle, swirling in an intricate pattern she didn't particularly care to look closer to find out of what.

Swallowing thickly, she flicked off the safety and looked back at the target.

With a sharp breath, she sent a quick pray and pulled the trigger, her eyes clenching shut as her body jerked from the aftershock. She didn't see her gun be overwhelmed by a suspicious blue glow.

A gunshot rang sharply into the night, only to be overcome by the booming roar of the nearby fireworks.

The bullet, also shining with a blue glow, raced toward the man just as his hand swung down, lighting its path all the way.

Creed glared down at Saya, his disgusting grin widening. "Train, he won't be able to save you now, witch," he spat out, though his voice was filled with relieved glee. "Whatever spell you have on him shall be ended,"

Saya glared up at him, through her darkening vision. "I told you, there is no spell!" she shouted, coughing slightly as blood filled her lungs, "You're fucking crazy! Train's a good man, he's changed! And he won't let you get away with this!"

Creed's eyes narrowed, fury flashing in his gaze, but he smirked. His voice was chilly as he responded. "Well, I guess I'll just have to see about that..." he drawled out, and swung.

Saya shut her eyes, waiting for the pain as she was unable to move. Screams filled her ears as the children watched with horror.

Right before the blade reached Saya, it dropped suddenly.

The screams stopped short, and Saya's eyes shot open as she heard the sword clattering on the ground beside her.

Looking up, she saw Creed hopping around, holding his wrist as swore in pain and shock. Her eyes widened as she saw blood dripping readily from his wrist.

Creed whipped around towards where the shot came from, and his eyes widened in surprise. "Who are you!" he demanded through gritted teeth. The wound burned, more than usual and he groaned in pain at the searing sensation.

And was his arm glowing faintly...?

There at the opening of the alley stood Kagome, gun still raised. Ignoring his question, she glared at him, her chest rising heavily. "Get away from her or I'll shoot again - and this time you won't be left standing," she warned him, hoping to the Kami's above that he couldn't see through her lie.

Because that shot? She was aiming for his leg for Kami's sake, and if she had to shoot again, chances were that she'd miss...

Creed stared at her, before a mocking laugh was heard. "That last shot was merely lucky. You won't get another on me, I promise you that." he drawled out in a sickly voice, before slowly reaching down to pick up his sword, watching her every movement, his eyes just daring her to take another shot.

"Shoot him before he gets his sword!" Saya yelled in a raspy voice filled with pain.

It spurred Kagome into action, and she pulled the trigger again.

Creed disappeared from his spot suddenly, the shot missing him – though it would have missed in the first place – and reappeared further back in the alley. He glared at Kagome. "You'll pay for this little girl. I'm gonna kill you first. Then I'll finish the witch off."

Kagome's jaw clenched and she shifted her grip on the gun, her throat bobbing slightly as she swallowed thickly, nervous. "The only one that's gonna die, is you," she bit back, her voice confident save for a faint tremor.

Creed smirked, a creepy expression revealing sharp like dentures. It sent an imperceptible shiver down Kagome's spine.

"We'll see about that..."

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Bum, bum, bummmmm! Hahah, Kagome and Creed meet! The only question is...

What will happen next?

Lol, tell me what you think! XD

RainLily

Reviews

A big, grateful, loving, humongous thanks to all that reviewed, alerted and favorite'd! XD

Dark Neko 4000, Kagome Lady of Darkness, Searece, zoey tamagachi, ObsidianFrost, AnneWhitehead, blackdove1265

ShiTsukisama- Yeah, I wouldn't blame you, and I'm really sorry about your dad. I hope you liked the chapter though! Thank you for reviewing!

Stebba stud28- Lol, thank! And to be honest, I'm not too sure what's in store in this fic considering the Inu gang. I do like the spirit idea, so if you don't mind, I might like to use it? Kagome's in a whole different universe though, so it'll be unlikely for any old demons making an appearance. Sorry! :/

kakashixangela- hahah, trial and error? ;p

Bishonen'sFoxyMiko- Heheh thank you! It's pretty general, the gun she has. A double barreled revolver, not so much unlike Train's I think lol. But it has it's uniqueness ;)

Oashisu- Awh, why thank you! ^^ Hope you enjoyed the chapter!