My New Heart Was Broken, Until You Came Back.

Summary: She's dead. And I have to live without her. But I can't. I'd rather die. Please, come back. Come back to me, my love. My Cherushii... Sequel to A New Heart.

Well, I wasn't planning on writing a sequel... But so many people asked for it, soo... I DID! I also tried to make it a little more funny, because the last one made me cry.


Naraku POV:

"No!" Naraku screamed, watching Hakudoshi slit the maiden's throat. He watched her body fall limp, her blood pouring all over his little demon. His anguish died and was replaced by a terrible rage. This was worse than when Kagura had tried to join the side of Sesshoumaru. Damn that little mongrel! But then something happened to put Naraku into better spirits. That new heart Hakudoshi had grown while loving the girl shattered into a million little pieces. He shielded himself with miasma as the shards of Hakudoshi's true love shot around him. And slowly, Hakudoshi placed the young girl on the ground, and his face shifted into emotionless. Akago, recovered from his wounds, hovered next to Hakudoshi.


Akago POV:

"I'm sorry for the loss of your love." Akago said, trying his hardest not look into his brother's painful eyes. But when he finally brought himself to do it, he was surprised to see Hakudoshi completely unfased. Hakudoshi looked at Akago with empty eyes.

"Don't be. It doesn't matter. Come, let us rejoin Naraku." Akago gasped, despite himself. Hakudoshi must not be right in the head! Or worse. He looked down at his brother's chest and saw exactly what he had expected. Hakudoshi's heart, the one given to him from that beautiful girl, was gone, shattered into pieces. He sighed, and nodded his head reluctantly. He noticed his brother's hair had gone back to it's purple shade. He followed Hakudoshi to where Naraku stood, and bowed to him.

"We're sorry for double-crossing you, Naraku. It won't happen again." Hakudoshi stated, his voice monotone. Akago nodded, looking at Naraku hatefully but calmly.

"I trust it won't. But I don't blame you Hakudoshi, Akago. You were blinded by that stupid girl. Come! We depart." Naraku stated blandly, and took to the air. Hakudoshi followed, and after him Akago. 'Brother, you can't possibly say that... Cherushii didn't matter to you.' Akago thought to his brother. He watched Hakudoshi flinch at the mention of her name, his illusion of not-caring disappearing for a moment. 'She did, I'll admit. But... I couldn't protect her. I am not worthy to hold her memory.' Hakudoshi thought back, his face once again composing itself. Then Akago felt his brother shut off his mind to him. He sighed, and focused on the journey ahead.


Cherushii, my love. I couldn't save you. I'm so sorry. I want to die, but Naraku will not allow it. I need you. More then life, I need you. Please come back to me my love. Please.
500 years later...

Uzumaki Cherushii made her way through the market, trying to get out of the busy crowds and get home before dark. Everyone knew Tokyo was dangerous at night, especially when you were a young girl like Cherushii. She excused herself as she shoved past someone. 'Yes! Noranoma Street! Almost home!' She thought gratefully. Just another 5 blocks, and she was home and safe. But, given Cherushii's luck, it was too good to be true. Before Cherushii knew it, she was on the ground, her groceries every where. The boy who had knocked into her looked her up and down, then shrugged and started picking up her groceries. There was something weird about this boy, something she couldn't trust. But she ignored her instinct and started apologizing profusely to the boy.

"I am sooo sorry! My mind was some where else, I didn't see you!" She said, blushing slighty as the guy looked at her once more. He was kind of cute, she had to admit... Even though she had sworn herself off guys while she was in college, she couldn't help it. Although he was dressed slighty nerdy, with a teal sweater-vest, and white long-sleeve shirt under it, and light jeans, she just couldn't help herself. His hair was a shiney black-brown, his eyes... They almost looked red... Damn was he cute! He adjusted his glasses, propping them back up on the bridge of his nose. He looked almost angry... But then his the slight scowl he had disappeared, replaced with a smile.

"It's okay! It was my fault anyway, I wasn't looking where I was going... But at least I bumped into a beautiful girl." He said, his smile widening. Cherushii felt her face turn a bright red. She turned her head away from those entrancing ruby eyes and focused on picking up her spilled products. Her blush deepened as her and the boy's hands brushed against each other. Finally, her groceries were completely picked up, and Cherushii got to her feet.

"Sorry again..." She said, smiling weakly. He smiled back at her, nodding.

"It was my fault anyway... I'm Onigumo Naraku, by the way." He stated calmly. Cherushiis eyes widened noticibly, and now the red alert was going off in her head. 'DANGER! DANGER! NOT GOOD! RUN AWAY!' her mind told her. But for the life of her, Cherushii couldn't figure out why she was so scared all of the sudden. And so, Cherushii made one of the biggest mistakes people make. She ignored her instincts twice.

"Uzumaki Cherushii. Nice to meet you." She said, smiling. She stuck out her hand for him to shake. He smiled back, but something about it made Cherushii shiver...

"Konichiwa, Cherushii-san. Since I so rudely bumped into you and made you spill your groceries, can I make it up to you by walking you home?" He asked politely. 'DON'T TRUST HIM!! RUN AWAY YOU BAKA!' her mind screamed anxiously. But once again, she completely ignored herself.

"Hai, arigato gozimas." Cherushii responded, smiling cheerfully. Naraku took a few of the many bags Cherushii was carrying and started walking in the direction she was. He strutted in front of her, taking the lead. Cherushii looked at his back confused.

"Ano... Do you know where you're going?" Cherushii asked hesitantly, not sure if she wanted to know the answer...

"Hai, I know where your apartment is." He said darkly, not turning to face her.

"What...?" Cherushii asked, wondering what the hell was going on. Then it hit her. Random guys don't come up to you at nine o'clock at night in Tokyo and offer to carry your groceries, even if they had knocked you down.

"Who are you?!" She shrieked, dropping her groceries and getting ready to run.

"Me, Cherushii-san?" He turned to face her, his eyes now glowing red, "Why, I'm Onigumo Naraku. And I want you very badly." He smirked evilly, his eyes lustfully studying her body. 'NOW WILL YOU RUN, YOU BAKA?!' the voice in her head screamed. And for once, Cherushii listened to herself.


The history of the Onigumo Boys since Naraku's dissapearance:

Hakudoshi Onigumo was his name. Bank robbery was his game. Of course, no one ever knew he commited the haneous crimes he committed; Hakudoshi was amazingly good at placing the blame on someone else. But that doesn't mean he didn't commit the crimes.

Hakudoshi was eighteen, and lived alone with his younger brother Akago, who was fourteen, in there pent house apartment on Noranoma street. Their neighbors merely thought the boys to be orphan brothers who were adopted by some rich father, but what they didn't know was that the boys were both over 500 year old demons, whom had constructed concealing spells to make them seem like humans and robbed banks for livings.

Akago was still in school (although he insisted he didn't need it), and had become quite the lady's man. Although he disliked all of the attention, he couldn't help but feel a bit cocky when all of the other teenage boys in his school glared at him with jealousy. He tried to keep a low profile, but it was impossible when you had the perfect looks of a demon.


Hakudoshi's POV:

Hakudoshi was returning from a night at the bar with some of his older guy friends (he didn't drink, he hated the smell and taste of sake), when he heard a girl scream from a few streets over.

"Who are you?!" The nameless girl shrieked, and Hakudoshi froze. It sounded like her, sure a bit older, but definetly her. He needed to check this out. He leaped to the top of a 10-story apartment building, and listened for the girl and her obvious persuer. A moment after he started to concentrate, he heard the girl's heavy breathing and constant wimpers; her running footsteps echoed through the multiple allies. He moved from building to building, until he came to a spot where he could see the girl. Unfortunately, her back was facing him, and Hakudoshi couldn't get a proper view of her face. But the girl's body structure was definetly like hers. Of course, he didn't remember her chest ever being that big... Hakudoshi shook his head, what was he thinking about? This girl could be on the road to getting raped, and he was thinking about her boob size! Hakudoshi vaulted over the rooftops after the girl. 'Damn, she runs fast... Then again, so did she.' Hakudoshi thought. Then he saw something that stopped him dead cold.

A man had been chasing after the girl, possibly Hakudoshi's own age; this he knew. But, looking at the man once more, Hakudoshi saw something that made a cold chill creep up his spine.

The man had grown spiderlegs. Where two human legs had once been, 8 hairy, grotesque spider legs now were. And one world came to Hakudoshi's head.

Naraku.


There you are peoples, the first chapters of many.