Through the Eyes of a Child: Chapter one: Julia:

Disclaimer: Duran, Julia, Kiyhime, Kagukuchi, Miroku, Diana, Gennai, none of the Childs belong to me.

Rating: K+

Genre: General/Romance (Sort of, from different sides of the story)

Summary: The Himes are running around all the time, thinking about their problems, but what are their Childs thinking? Something I'm sure is different from the usual Mai Hime fic.

Note: There are gong to be subtle mentions of the Himes' Childs desiring their masters. Just something I remember from a conversation that Natsuki and Nagi had with each other in one of those specials in episode 16 of the fourth DVD.

Through the Eyes of a Child:

Chapter One:

Julia:

Julia's POV:

My name is Julia. At least….that's what this small, beautiful young human being with red ambrosia for hair and emeralds for eyes calls me.

Says that I will be the tool to avenge her dead family and for her injured, comatose mother. If I knew where those scum that killed her family were held, then……no, I should only concentrate on the task at hand, and that is binding these insects with clothes on in my webbings. You know, the insects that my beautiful mistress orders me to capture so she can take the insects' belongings.

It hurts…..that dear Nao only sees me as a weapon to commit her idea of justice…..and yet….I find that I have a hard time resisting the very idea of making these corrupt insects suffer. These beasts that find pleasure in touching members of the female species when those females aren't close to the insects age.

Their like diseases, those insects with clothes are. They are….I believe the human term for it is 'pedophiles.' They are cancers that consume the innocence of the young female members of this human species.

Yes, I may spurt out venom, like any spider, but I only bite when someone tries to hurt my Nao, or attacks me. Insects carry diseases and spread out of the territory that they belong in, only to destroy health, beauty and innocence. That is one of the reasons why I hunt with Nao. To make them suffer for making dear Nao suffer.

And I must say, I almost always feel a connection with the spiders of this dimension when I bind the insects with clothes' arms to their bodies. I feel a connection to this world's spiders because I do believe that the satisfaction that I feel when I can practically taste the insects with clothes' fear is very close to the hunger that this world's spiders must feel when feeling their insects struggle in their webs.

Nao is kicking a newly caught insect with clothes in the stomach. The clothed insect whimpers in fear as it gazes up at me, trembling.

I just grin down at him, the main two of my eight red eyes widening and glowing in terrible delight at the taste of the fear traveling from the clothed insect's covered skin pores drifting through the air.

Mind you, I have more pleasure when I'm opening my jaws and letting all the acid out of my mouth and watching everything disintegrate. The power that Nao revels about me holding. Oh, the pleasure on her face when she sees how powerful and frightening I am. It's those of many moments that makes my compatibility with her all too worth it.

But there is one thing that gives me even more pleasure. It's times when Nao lets her guard down with me. It's when Nao rests her forehead against my chest and allows those drops of moisture fall from her eyes as she suffers from memories of her torn past that makes it worth it.

It's when Nao actually smiles at me as if she's really comforted by my presence that makes it worth it.

I won't deny that I want her. No, I won't deny that at all. I occasionally stroke my filthy claws up her waist when she's leaning her back against me while observing a newly caught clothed insect.

When I do, she just looks up at me and smirks as if to say, "Now don't get too bold, Julia."

Never. Never, my beloved mistress. I'll never defy your wishes.

I know that she doesn't care for me as anything more than a tool of punishment, and perhaps that is for the best. I am a venomous beast, only capable of catching and tormenting the clothed insects that she and I come across.

She should be with a being that is light and will bring her out of this dark, poisonous life she has thrown herself into.

Someone, perhaps like that ice Hime. You know, the one that has that wolf Child, Duran.

Duran and I have sometimes discussed how worried we get once in a while about our mistresses. Yes, we've conversed. Childs can speak to each other telepathically.

I've seen how Nao looks at Duran's mistress when the ice Hime isn't looking. The longing that my mistress has for Duran's mistress.

Perhaps Nao will tell Duran's mistress how she feels. Until then, I will be there for Nao and enjoy the screams of the cancerous clothed insects that she captures.

Author's Note:

So now I have three stories in this section out. Now I'm really multi-tasking. Oh joy. Next chapt will be from Kagukuchi's point of view.