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Her head throbbed when she came to...

'Ugh, concussion probably,' Kagome thought, trying to focus on one particular thing when her vision seemed to blur with every blink, 'What...?'

Oh, that's right, that strange man with the potato sack on his head sprayed something in her face and then everything seemed to distort from there.

Honestly, she was glad she couldn't really remember much of it.

She was still lying on the ground, still tied to the chair, but luckily, nobody was around in the empty room.

It was her chance to escape.

Kagome fiddled with the ropes, a lot quicker this time than her previous attempt, 'Tight.' She grit her teeth, her nails scraping with the knot and she only grew more and more frustrated when she made no progress.

The drug that freak had given her was still affecting her it seemed.

She tried to roll over and glanced up when the door opened, her blue eyes widening at the sight of the person's face, "You!" Kagome gasped, "Crane!?" She growled at the doctor's smirk, "Is this what you're doing for the mafia? Creating drugs for them?"

Crane smirked wider, moving closer with deliberately slow steps, probably meant to intimidate her, but it utterly failed. Hell, Shippou was more frightening than this man and his boyish face.

"So, my men tell me that you are very important," He said with a slight drawl, "Sesshoumaru Taisho's heiress, is it?" He stopped right in front of her.

"What's it to you?" Kagome sneered, "Do you really care who I am?" She spat, "Now, where is the man who was with me?" Her voice lowered so dangerously, but Crane would never admit that it sent a shiver down his spine.

"You're correct, I don't care," He leaned down until he was at her height, and Kagome winced when he grabbed her long hair and pulled hard until her scalp ached, "But problems might arise should you remain missing from the public's view."

"What does that mean?" Kagome frowned darkly, "Are you going to kill me?" Her reiryouku seemed to simmer in her blood and if she had to use it to preserve her life, then she would.

"No," Crane sighed, "That would cause even more problems. However," His smirk almost seemed a little insane, "Should it be so surprising that the little Taisho heiress experimented a little too much with recreational drugs and overdosed?"

She could see his plan because celebrities were known for such things, "You should just release me now, before it's too late for you," Kagome warned, knowing that Crane would be a simple chew toy for her demon friends when they discovered that she was missing, "Sesshoumaru... you have no idea what he is capable of. He is more frightening than your worst nightmare."

"How about you worry about your own situation here," Crane smirked, his hand moving to his sleeve and spraying the girl with his fear gas once more, "You can provide me a few days worth of information."

With that, he stood and walked out of the room while Kagome writhed across the floor in yet another terrifying and blood-filled hallucination.

'Inuyasha...!'

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"How long was I out?"

The question had Alfred turning and handing Bruce a glass of water, "Two days," He answered, "It's your birthday. Many happy returns, Master Wayne."

Two days... the night he had last seen Kagome and when she had hinted about knowing his true personality. That night, he had gone out as Batman, thinking too much about the woman when busting the mafia.

He had let his guard down enough to be attacked by the one known as 'Scarecrow'.

"It was some sort of hallucinogen," Bruce said, "Weaponized, in aerosol form." He glanced up in surprise when two men approached his bed.

"You have been hanging out in the wrong clubs, Mr. Wayne." It really wasn't Lucius Fox who startled him, but the other man.

"Well, now I know Kitten wasn't with you. She doesn't seem like one to gas herself, as much as it sounds like a night that would be."

And Bruce could only ask one thing.

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"Any reason you're here, Mr. Stark?"