An Unlikely Pair
*disclaimer: Inuyasha and co. belong to the great Rumiko Takahashi-sama
Chapter 1 ~ A Mysterious Meeting
The stars twinkled back at him teasingly as if they knew something he did not. The moon taunted him as if a sardonic smile was illuminated on its cratered face. Wispy clouds slowly made their way across the sky almost without notice. It was silent aside from a few crickets chirping their nocturnal songs and the breeze rustling the tall tress around his dark, silent manor. Faintly, a fragment of crystal pulsed at him menacingly, beckoning him to hold it in his hands. The chunk lay at the bottom of an enchanted pouch at his side hanging from his sash. It allowed him to manipulate its power without being manipulated himself. He was too proud, too strong a creature to fall docile to its power.
In another enchanted pouch beside this one secured to the same sash, carried a dimly glowing arrowhead. It was from the same arrow that caused him enough damage to force him to flee. The arrowhead still dimly glowed with its original power as his chest still tingled even now. It had all ready been a few months, but nothing from that day had left his conscious, especially her burning eyes. They still bore through his mind.
Slowly, he withdrew the arrowhead turning it around in his fingers as little shocks passed through his hands. They were not painful, but strong enough to feel. He had received the stone artifact from the woman who had shot it at him. The same woman his mind contained at the very moment.
The sound of a shoji screen door scraping loudly open stole him from his thoughts. "Master, Kikyou bids me to ask for an audience." Pausing to think, he still with the arrowhead in his hand. "Go, Kagura. Tell her I will see her. Show her to the dining room. I shall take my meal as we speak." "Hai, milord." The wind sorceress turned and disappeared into the darkened hallway leaving the door open for him to walk through. A moment later, he walked into his manor of gloomy shadows, shutting the door behind him with grace.
Upon his arrival to his dining room, he found his meal steaming and placed at the head of the table. Settling down on the floor with a mysteriously regal finesse, he lightly picked up his chopsticks. After clearing his throat he commanded, "Come." Within seconds, the shoji screen door across the room from the one he entered with slid open with a soft scrape. The dead miko walked in. She wore her regular miko robes, but her soul stealing demons did not hover around her like they always do. An insipid expression was on her face. It reflected in her eyes as well. The brown eyes that were once warm and shinning with the joys of life stood blank and emotionless to everyone save for children.
She stood just inside of the door hesitating to walk in. "You wanted an audience with me now sit and speak of what you wish to speak. My patience is short and my attention harder to retain." Steadily, she made her way to the other end of the table and sat down almost as darkly graceful as he. In a calm, yet dull tone of voice, she complied. "I wish to make a deal with you, Naraku." He only looked back at her with a small fraction of interest in his eyes over his bowl of rice before his face.
A/N: sorry I haven't updated, but I will do so as soon as I can... I only had to fix this chapter and I will be adding the next chapter soon and maybe I'll add another one... and eventually finish this??
*disclaimer: Inuyasha and co. belong to the great Rumiko Takahashi-sama
Chapter 1 ~ A Mysterious Meeting
The stars twinkled back at him teasingly as if they knew something he did not. The moon taunted him as if a sardonic smile was illuminated on its cratered face. Wispy clouds slowly made their way across the sky almost without notice. It was silent aside from a few crickets chirping their nocturnal songs and the breeze rustling the tall tress around his dark, silent manor. Faintly, a fragment of crystal pulsed at him menacingly, beckoning him to hold it in his hands. The chunk lay at the bottom of an enchanted pouch at his side hanging from his sash. It allowed him to manipulate its power without being manipulated himself. He was too proud, too strong a creature to fall docile to its power.
In another enchanted pouch beside this one secured to the same sash, carried a dimly glowing arrowhead. It was from the same arrow that caused him enough damage to force him to flee. The arrowhead still dimly glowed with its original power as his chest still tingled even now. It had all ready been a few months, but nothing from that day had left his conscious, especially her burning eyes. They still bore through his mind.
Slowly, he withdrew the arrowhead turning it around in his fingers as little shocks passed through his hands. They were not painful, but strong enough to feel. He had received the stone artifact from the woman who had shot it at him. The same woman his mind contained at the very moment.
The sound of a shoji screen door scraping loudly open stole him from his thoughts. "Master, Kikyou bids me to ask for an audience." Pausing to think, he still with the arrowhead in his hand. "Go, Kagura. Tell her I will see her. Show her to the dining room. I shall take my meal as we speak." "Hai, milord." The wind sorceress turned and disappeared into the darkened hallway leaving the door open for him to walk through. A moment later, he walked into his manor of gloomy shadows, shutting the door behind him with grace.
Upon his arrival to his dining room, he found his meal steaming and placed at the head of the table. Settling down on the floor with a mysteriously regal finesse, he lightly picked up his chopsticks. After clearing his throat he commanded, "Come." Within seconds, the shoji screen door across the room from the one he entered with slid open with a soft scrape. The dead miko walked in. She wore her regular miko robes, but her soul stealing demons did not hover around her like they always do. An insipid expression was on her face. It reflected in her eyes as well. The brown eyes that were once warm and shinning with the joys of life stood blank and emotionless to everyone save for children.
She stood just inside of the door hesitating to walk in. "You wanted an audience with me now sit and speak of what you wish to speak. My patience is short and my attention harder to retain." Steadily, she made her way to the other end of the table and sat down almost as darkly graceful as he. In a calm, yet dull tone of voice, she complied. "I wish to make a deal with you, Naraku." He only looked back at her with a small fraction of interest in his eyes over his bowl of rice before his face.
A/N: sorry I haven't updated, but I will do so as soon as I can... I only had to fix this chapter and I will be adding the next chapter soon and maybe I'll add another one... and eventually finish this??