When the Devil Falls in Love by MidnightCrest
Breaking a Deal
Title: When The Devil Falls in Love
Summary: He was a devil with the face of an angel. Controlling everything from his school to the west part of Japan. Everything was perfect until she came and made him fall in love.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha because if I did then I would make some changes like Sesshomaru getting Kagome.
Rating: PG-13 for language
Prolouge: Breaking a Deal
The west part of Japan was a magnificent metropolis. Everything was perfect, everything was great. Uncaring citizens walked on their daily routines never even suspecting that their home was the base of hell. Sesshomaru Yakuza, ruler and student of Aries Private University. All of it was his. Everthing was in his control and no one out of hell knew anything. Yes, everything was perfect in his eyes.
"Sir," bows a middle aged man.
"Yes," whispered a man as his soft voice carried through out the darkened room.
"I need to talk to you about the deal," the middle aged man answers.
"Ah, the deal, sit down and let's discuss this like professional business men Mr. Nakayami," the owner indicates to a chair across his table. The middle aged man stumbles towards it. The voice laughs. "Mr. Nakayami there is nothing to fear, you've already sold your soul to me, what worst things can I do to you than maybe kill you, but that would be doing God a favor, killing a piece shit like you."
Mr. Nakayami gulps."I...I...I won't be able to pay you the needed amount right now."
"What!!" the voice grew to a deafening sound. "We had a deal, Mr. Nakayami and you know how I feel when people break the deal."
"B...b...but, sir," Mr. Nakayami stutters, "I can't afford losing 15 mill from my campaign. I need them."
"I don't give a fuck about your stupid campaign!!" the man bellows, "I want my money tomorrow and only then."
"B...b...but..." Mr. Nakayami was cut off.
"Mr. Nakayami," the man's voice turn to a soft whispers, scaring the old man, "I'm a man who gets what he wants whenever he wants and a man like you can't change that."
"Mr. Yakuza, please hear me out!" begs Nakayami.
"No," he states.
"I'll give you my daughter if you give me two months! Please Mr. Yakuza," yells Nakayami.
"You really are a piece of shit!" Yakuza shouts.
"My daughter is beautiful, Mr. Yakuza, you'll approve of her!"
"I don't need your daughter to fuck. I have plenty of bitches that would do it for free!"
"Mr. Yakuza..." the man starts to cry. Yakuza stands ups and walks slowly toward the crying man. He came closer and closer toward the old man until they were face to face.
"A man like you makes me sick, Nakayami," he whispers and then smiles, "but alright, I'll make you another deal. I'll give you time, but your daughter will decide when your deadline will be."
"My daughter?" he asks.
"Yes, the day I fuck her is the day your deadline is due," he smiles, "is that okay with you, Nakayami. And if you fail to pay by then, your dead, plus your bring all the people you love with you, if you actually love anybody."
"...."
"I'll give you time to think while your in bed," he whispers, "Now, boys, will you make sure Mr. Nakayami here learns to never waste my time ever again, but please don't kill him becase we have a deal." He smiles. "And I'm not the kind of person who breaks deals." Mr. Nakayami turn fearful eyes on Yakuza to find him looking out from his wall sized mirror. Two bulky guys grabs the fearful man and then the room was silent once again.
A slick black van stops at the steps of a gigantic mansion. A large man grabs a distorted man by the collar.
"I hope you learn your lesson, old man. Hell is easy to get in, but it's impossible to get out especially when your dealing with the Devil." He throws the man toward the steps and in seconds the van was off.
The old man lies there, unmoving. The dark night covering his bloody appearance. All creatures were quiet while they waited for the coming death of the old man when a piercing scream broke the silence. She broke into a run to reach the dying man.
"Dear God, please let him be okay, "whispers a shaken voice as she cradled the blooded head, "somebody, please call an ambulance!! Somebody!!"
"K...K...Kagome," whispers the beaten person.
"Father, please don't try to talk," Kagome wept, "Help is coming."
A/N: Is the prolouge okay? I mean it's not that crappy, is it? Plz tell and review because I won't be updating it until I have at least about ten reviews even when it takes years and years. I know that's too much, but it's stupid to continue writing this if nobody is reading it. So review! Sayonara!!! -