You'll Be In My Heart
Chapter Two: A Piece of The Past
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Author's Note: Well, I hope you guys really liked chapter one! I really enjoyed writing it so much! You have no idea how many times I went back and added something here or changed something there. I really wanted it to be as perfect as I could make it! And I just couldn't wait to post it!
I just have one question for you: Should I also put the story in Inuyasha's, Minako's, and maybe even Naraku's or Kagome's point of view in upcoming chapters? Or should it stay in Ichiro's? What do you all think? I'll ask again at the end of the chapter in case you forget! Thanks guys!
Special thanks to: Paprika012345, Catbuddy, Inuyasha05, inuyasha1818, juusan'ya Botan dah Wolf.
Has anyone seen POTC, Dead Man's Chest? My friends and I went to see it the day after it came out. It was a really great movie but the ending left me hanging! I felt so empty, if you know what I mean. I don't know if I can stand to wait for the third one! I just can't believe they did that!
And now that my chit chat is over let's continue!
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My mother and father loved to tell us stories of their travels and of the adventures they had together. Each night as the fire burned to ash in the center of our family circle, they would tell me and my sister one story of some adventure they had shared together. They stories they often told were not always happy ones or sad ones. Some of them left us questioning our father's judgment and wondering how our mother was able to stay by our father's side. While other's had us guessing what would happen next. Would they live to see another day? Was Naraku going to win? Obviously we knew the answers to these questions but that never stopped us from asking them.
But their stories always left my sister and me with a sense of pride to call them our parents. To us they seemed like gods. They seemed unbeatable. We assumed that nothing could stop them, that they could do anything.
The story telling soon became a regularity. Each night before my sister and I would go to sleep our mother and father would tell us one story. We never knew what was going to happen next from where we left off last time. We were always guessing and kept on our toes waiting for the next installment of our parent's legacy.
My sister and I loved those times of the day. We all got together and sat comfortably in each other's arms. My sister would be in Dad's arms and I was usually in mother's. We'd listen as they would tell their story being slowly lulled to sleep by their comforting voices. We'd listen as they would finish each other's sentences and laugh at something nearly forgotten. I think that was also my parent's time to unwind from all the hardships and stressors of that day.
Story time was a reminder of their youth, of the great times they had together. It was a time they could reflect on all they had shared together and how lucky they were to have even found each other. My mother was a maiden of the future and my father was a hanyou of the past. Such a union would never have been thought to be conceived by most scholars. To them is seemed impossible. But to my parents it was fate.
So it was every night that we cuddled together like the family we were and bonded. Until slowly the softness of our parents voices would gently lull my sister and I into a comforting sleep, where we would dream of the parents we deemed invincible. If only we had known back then how wrong we were.
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Finally, hours later my sister has cried herself empty. With her tears dried up we are now ready to leave for home. My sister and I exchange goodbyes to Uncle Sota and Grandma Higurashi. I promise to return as soon as possible with news of our mother.
As we exit the shrine the terrible smells of modern Japan nearly cause me to faint. I cover my sensitive nose blocking most of the dirty smells from my nose. I look to my sister but it doesn't seem to bother her in the slightest. Must be from all that time she spends here, I decide.
I look closer into her downcast face. Her features are so sad it's heartbreaking. I'm her big brother. I'm supposed to protect her. To make sure no one causes her arm in any way I can. But how can I protect her now when I don't know the enemy? How can I protect her from the hurt I know she must be feeling right now? I do know how hard this must be for my sister right now. She was gone while this happened, while our mother disappeared. She must be feeling that it's partly her fault. Maybe if she had been home at this time she could have saved our mother. But something tells me this would not have made a difference in the slightest. The person who took our mother—if that's what happened—took great measures to make sure no one found out. Whoever it was made sure he was going to get her no matter what.
What I want to know is why he or she did this? What could they gain from kidnapping our mother? What does this person or demon hope to win? Is he trying to tear our family to shreds? 'Cause if that's the case it sure is working!
I know for a fact that this was not my sister's fault. And I think in the back of her mind Minako knows that too. She just can't bring herself to believe it. It's too hard for her to believe there is nothing she could have done. But what can I say to her to make her understand?
Finally we reach the well house. Simultaneously we both stop but don't jump in. We just silently stare into the dark depths of this magical teleport. Minako sniffles. And I know what's coming next.
"Minako--," I begin but I'm cut off. Before I can say more she is once again in my arms crying. I thought we were through with this? I thought she had cried herself dry back at grandmother's house. But like my father before me, I cannot resist someone when they are crying. It's the one thing that gets me. Why did God have to give me such a weakness?
"It's all my fault Ichiro!" She sniffles. "If I had been there maybe I could have done something! Maybe she would be with us now." She's crying harder now.
"Minako," I begin gently, "There is nothing you could have done. Whoever or whatever it was that took mother would have still gotten her even if you had been there. For whatever reason this was meant to happen. Whatever has gotten our mother, he made sure it was a sure thing. He made sure he was going to get her." I say in the most comforting voice I can mange.
"How do you know!" She looks up at me, almost screaming. But when I look into her eyes I see the underlying truth reaching up to break free. She wants to believe what I am saying. Her tears almost bring me to tears. Almost. "How do you know we couldn't have stopped this? How do you know Mother was even kidnapped? What if she left of her own accord? What is she left because she couldn't stand us anymore? What if she left because I decided to leave her? Because I decided to live in her time instead of dad's? What if this really is all my fault?"
Minako breaks away from me and moves to stand by the well. She runs her hand along its rim. She looks so much like her younger self it almost brings me back to our childhood.
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"Catch me if you can Ichiro!" A much younger Minako shouts as she runs as fast as her little legs can carry her. With her half demon speed she is much faster than most humans would even dream to be.
Her brother, Ichiro follows not far behind. Instinctively he knows were she is headed. Knows exactly where she is going. She always goes there when they play these cat and mouse games: The magical well.
"You better run faster than that if you hope to make it there in time!" He calls after her laughter in his voice.
"Don't worry I'll make it!" She calls over her shoulder. She seems quite confident about this. But will she make it? Ichiro thinks not!
By this time the well had come into view. Minako couldn't help a smile from forming on her young face. This time she would win, she was sure of it! Just a few more feet and—
Suddenly she was tackled from behind. In a fit of giggles she fell to the ground with her brother not to far from her. She landed stomach first while he landed on his back. They were both breathing heavily, trying to catch their breath.
"Told ya you wouldn't make it in time!" Ichiro taunted playfully.
"Yeah, well, you're a boy and boys are faster than girls!" She dismissed halfheartedly, climbing to her feet and heading towards the well.
There it was…the object of her thoughts for so long.
Slightly disappointed she gave in so easily Ichiro followed her. He never understood her obsession with this well. What was so special about this old thing? Why was she so drawn to it? He often wondered these things but could never come up with an answer.
Minako now stood only a few millimeters from the well. She ran her fingers along the rim in thought. Ichiro watched her confused. After a few seconds of silence she spoke.
"Ichiro, do you ever wonder what it would be like to live on the other side of this well? What if we lived there instead of here? Or went to the school that mother did? What do you think it would be like? What do you think the other kids would be like? Do you think we would like it? Do you think they would like us?"
"I don't know. And I don't care. I like it just fine here." Ichiro shrugged. "Don't you?"
"Yeah. I guess. I just wonder what it would be like to live there sometimes. I mean we have only been on the other side to see Grandma and Uncle Sota and sometimes gone into town. I just wonder sometimes…"
"Wonder what?" He presses genuinely interested.
"What it would be like to live there. To go to school there, instead of having Mama school us. Don't you ever wonder that sometimes?" Her eyes were wide, hopeful.
"No. I'm content with how things are right now. I like it here." His young eyes roam over the vast expanse of trees, and the cloudless blue sky.
Her heart sank.
"Yeah… well let's get back now." Minako says slightly saddened. Was she the only one who felt this was? "Mama and Daddy are probably wondering where we are by now."
"Okay. I bet you can't beat me back home!" Ichiro challenges. Never was he too tired to beat his younger sister.
"I bet I can!" She placed her hands on her hips, so much like her mother before her.
"Yeah right!"
And the race was on. Ichiro was in the lead while Minako lagged behind. She gave one last look at the well before she took off full speed intending to beat her brother just this one time.
And ya know what?
She did.
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Minako couldn't have been more than 10 years old at the time. I was only 13.
The Minako of today is looking at me now. Probably wondering why I haven't said anything. I was completely unaware I had even zoned out. My face flushes slightly in embarrassment. I should be comforting her and here I am taking a trip down memory lane! What kind of brother am I?
(A/N: This is the part where I forgot what Minako had said and had to go back and look…)
"Minako….! Mother would never leave because she hated us or because you decided to live in her time. She would never ever in a million years leave us and dad because she wanted to. She would never purposely cause us this kind of hurt. She loved us so much! She's not the kind of person that would abandon the people she loved. She would never want you to ever think like that! She was kidnapped. She WAS taken from us. She would never intentionally do something like this. She loved us with all her heart! And it hurts me that you feel that this is your fault. It's not. You could have done nothing to stop this. This was meant to happen. This was fate. As dumb as that sounds..."
"I guess… you are right. I just… I just… can't believe this has happened! I always thought she would be there whenever I needed her! I never imagined she could be taken from me! I never dreamed it! And now that I have lost her…what if we never see her again? What if I never get to tell her how sorry I am for being so ungrateful at times? What if I never again get to tell her how much I love her?"
"I know exactly how you feel. But there is no use dwelling on this." I say rationally. "We have to get on the other side of this well so we can find her and bring her back. So you can tell her how much you love her and how much you appreciate her."
Minako nods finally submitting to the obvious truth I have told her. "How is father?" She asks changing the subject.
"Not good. Wait until you see him." I say sadly. I jump in the well knowing she won't be far behind.
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"Daddy!" Minako calls when she finally sees him. He turns to her and for the moment his face lights up. For this moment his sadness has left him. He has his little girl back to momentarily help him forget what he has lost. She runs into his arms and hugs him tightly. She has always been daddy's little girl. The apple of his eye, as the saying goes.
When the hug ends she studies him. His eyes are red from stress and his skin is pale from excessive worry and grief. From the look in her eyes I know she is feeling guilty again.
"Daddy?" She says. "We'll find Mama. I promise. We'll find her and get her back."
He nods, unable to speak. His eyes fill with tears and they hug again. I leave to give them a few minutes alone. And besides I need some time for myself for the moment to think.
Surprisingly in only a few short moments I find myself at the Goshinboku, (Sp?) the Sacred God Tree. The place where my parent's Legacy first began. The memory it holds is still so fresh in its bark I can almost picture my father pinned to this tree. I can even see the mark still their after so many hundreds of years in my Mother's time. I begin to wonder what my mother must have felt when she first saw my father. Was she scared?
It's a wonder to me this tree is still here. It's so old and is still alive in my mother's time as well. To me it's no surprise that I came here. My mother often told me that she used to come here all the time as a child when she was feeling down or even just to think. She told me she even still came after she had grown up just to relax or collect her thoughts.
I reach my hand up to the place where the arrow that held my father once rested. My mother freed him and he tried to kill her. The very thought of it makes me smile. It was funny to think he almost killed his love. The moment ends and I jump into the old tree's branches.
I have often come here for the same reason my mother has. And this time is no different. I need some time to think, to gather my thoughts. There has to be some clue as to what happened to my mother. I just need to review everything I know. And something is sure to come up. Right?
Okay. So I know my mother was kidnapped. I'm pretty sure she knew it was going to happen. What else? That time Aunt Kagura and Kanna came to visit! That has to have something to do with this! But what? What were they talking about again…? I think they were talking about some evil they defeated long ago… and something broke… what was it? Oh! A mirror! Okay. And they seemed really scared… But what does all this mean? Hmmm.
Wait…. I think I know what I have to do! I know what we have to do to begin looking for Mother!
"Ichiro!"
What? It takes me a moment to realize that it's Minako. Her voice startles me so much I nearly fall from the Sacred Tree's branches.
"Ichiro!" She calls again when I don't answer right away.
"I'm up here!" I call. "In the Goshinboku."
"I should have known." She smiles weakly looking up at me. She then jumps up so she is now sitting in the tree with me. "I was just worried. You have been gone so long. I was beginning to think something had happened to you too." She looks down at her hands in her lap.
"I'm sorry to worry you. I was just thinking and needed to be alone. I think I have an idea as to how we should begin looking for mother." I say trying to lift her spirits. And it works. Her eyes light up and she smiles.
"How!" Her eyes widen begging me to elaborate.
"We get the old group back together." She looks confused for a moment. "You know! Aunt Kagura and Aunt Kanna. Uncle Miroku and Aunt Sango. Maybe even Uncle Sesshomaru if he is in a less irritable mood. Maybe we could even talk to Ayame and Koga."
Minako shakes her heard at the last part. Koga's son claims to be in love with her and she can't stand to be around him. He can't take no for an answer. And frankly I don't like him that much either.
"But how will that help?" She doesn't seem to understand but I am only happy to explain.
"Well, I think that maybe they may know who took our mother. I've been reviewing what I already know about her abduction and--"
"You're so sure she was abducted! What if that's not what happened!" She cuts me off once again, her anger has returned.
I give her a warning glare. "Minako! I told you once before! Mother did not abandon us!"
"I know. I just can't help it." She pouts. "It's just I miss her…Ya know?"
"It's okay. I understand. I miss her just as much as you do. Just let me finish, okay? We'll find mother. We just have to keep our heads thinking in the right place. As I was saying before, I think that the same evil our parents destroyed years ago is back." When I finish I look my sister directly in the eyes, waiting for her response.
"How can that be! Our parents told us they destroyed him!" Minako says not wanting to believe what I had just said but at the same time knowing there is truth to my words.
"Our parents told us he was trapped in Aunt Kanna's mirror. They never said he was destroyed." I say smartly. "Do you remember that time when we were kids and Aunt Kagura and Aunt Kanna came to visit? When you were four and I was seven?"
"Vaguely." She answers. "Refresh my memory."
I grin, loving this. "You and I were playing like we usually did when Aunt Kagura and Aunt Kanna came on their usual flying feather. They came to speak with mom and dad. Aunt Kanna carried something hidden in a blanket. Remember? They talked to our parents while we listened in. They were talking about how the mirror broke and how possibly something escaped."
"Yes!" Minako says excitedly. "I think I remember that. But I don't remember much. I was so young. It was just like a new game I was playing with you. I never thought much of it. Perhaps you are right." She concedes. "We should get back then and talk to father."
"Yeah. I'm just so worried about him. I don't know how he will react to this or what." I say.
"But we have to do something. And maybe if we keep him busy he'll be better off. I may take his mind off what he's lost. At least for a time." She says. "And plus he'll know where they are and he may even be able to get us more information. He and Mom fought this past evil so they must know a lot about him. And if your hunch is correct he's the perfect place to start."
"Yes. You're right about that one." I nod. "Let's go then." The sooner we talk to him the sooner our mother will be returned to us.
Together we jump down from the tree and head for home. Minako walks a little ways ahead of me as I lag behind. She's grown so much this past year. I can hardly believe it. I can so vividly remember when we were kids and she depended on me for almost everything. I protected her and watched over her when my father was not there to do it. We would spend the whole day playing together and exploring together. We were so close and I like to think we still are today. Yes, it has been a year that we were apart but I think that had no effect on our sibling affection. We are still as close if not closer than we were back then.
"Ichiro!" She calls startling me from my thoughts. "Are you coming or not?" Her voice is teasing, reminding me of once again when we were kids. "Stop daydreaming! If we're gonna find Mother we need to keep focused!"
"I'm coming!" I run to catch up to her. 'Same old Minako!' I think as we walk the rest of the way home side by side. I guess some things never change.
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"Father?" Minako begins tenderly.
When we find him he is sitting alone in the hut he worked so hard to build for our mother and him to live in. He is resting with his back against the far wall with his eyes closed as if he was remembering something. Possibly a time he and Mother were together. A time before all this happened to ruin it.
He opens his eyes, which for a moment appear confused. But when they focus he smiles, a weak half smile. "Minako. Ichiro." He nods. "What is it?"
"We know this is hard for you… But Ichiro and I think we have a lead to finding Mother." His body slackens and his eyes widen.
"What is it?" His voice is urgent, beckoning her to continue.
"We think that maybe her disappearance could have something to do with that great evil you battled long ago. Before Ichiro and I were born." She continues slowly not sure of how he will react.
"But that's impossible!" He bellows unbelieving. "We defeated him! We destroyed him! There is no way! No way!" He has risen to his feet now. His eyes flash a dark red and I know what's happening. It only happened once before when I was a child.
A demon had gone after mother and my sister and I. My mother protected us so we received no harm but she had been severely wounded. I know she had inflicted some terrible wounds on the demon but he still got away.
I can't remember why but for some reason my father was away at the time. But when he came back and saw the wounds my mother was suffering from he went into a rage. His eyes flashed a dangerous red. I was scared and unsure of what I should do. Something told me to say away from him, so I grabbed my sister and pulled her back. It was strange. I had the strangest feeling that he didn't see us or even recognize us.
And then he took off. I can only assume what he did next but I'm pretty sure he went off in search of that demon. He followed the scent of blood that fell from the wounds my mother had given it. He killed that demon. I know that for a fact. Because hours later when he returned he was covered in crimson red blood. His eyes were still red and now purple streaks adorned his cheeks. His claws seemed longer and his hair seemed wilder. Even as a child I knew he was not the same father he always was before. Instinct told me to keep my distance and be ready to run if I had to.
But by this time my mother was awake from her pain induced slumber. When she saw my father her face turned a pale white. Nonetheless she wasted no time in ordering me to get father's sword to her. As the obedient child that I was I obeyed and rushed to where is rested against the wall. As I ran to get it she had uttered the word she had used to subdue my father so many times before. I had always wondered why my father refused to let my mother remove the necklace that allowed her to control him this way. But now I was grateful for it and understood why. I think he realized in the back of his mind, should something like this happen, this may be her only defense to stop him.
The second "Sit!" escaped her lips my father was slammed harshly into the ground. A growl escaped my father's lips, a growl I had never heard him use before. It shook every fiber of my being. She then reached for my father's sword which I readily gave her. And within seconds she was at his side placing it in his hands.
And in that moment I knew all would be fine. I knew my father was back to normal now. The purple lines across his cheeks receded. His claws became their normal size and his eyes became their normal golden yellow. With his senses returned to him he looked deep into my mother's eyes and hugged her, ever so careful for the wounds still fresh on her body.
He apologized profusely after that. He was sorry for not being there to protect her and his family. He was sorry for almost turning against his family. But my mother would not hear any of it. She told him it was not his fault and that there was nothing he could have done to stop it. What happened happened. Let's move on, were her exact words.
And here it was happening to him again. I don't really understand what caused it but I know I have to stop it. And thanks to that terrifying event that happened when Minako and I were kids, I know exactly what I have to do. I just have to react quickly.
"Minako, stay back from him! He's losing control!" I order. She nods uncertain for a moment but does what I say and slowly backs away from him. In no time at all I have my father's sword, Tetsusaiga in my hands.
Knowing I can't just walk up to him and give it to him, I know there is only one thing to do. So reluctantly I run at my father and tackle him to the ground. He growls and wreaths in frustration but I somehow overpower him. Maybe it the surge of adrenaline now coursing through my veins. I force the sword into his hands and he instantly stops. His face becomes blank. And then he's back. I remove myself from him and step back.
"Are you okay?" I ask my father.
"Yeah. What happened?" He looks around and then I know he knows. "I'm sorry! So sorry! What has become of me? How can I be so careless?"
"Dad it's okay. We understand what you must be going through right now. Nothing happened so don't worry about it. " I say squeezing his shoulder.
He looks me in the eyes as if searching for something. But what that could be I have no idea. Finally he sits himself up. "Continue." He says clutching his blade tighter now.
I give a comforting nod to Minako telling her its okay now. Everything is fine now.
"As we were saying dad, we think that maybe this evil you and mom fought so long ago is back. And if at all possible we would like it if you could tell us all you know about him. And we'd also like to get your old friends back together to help…" She trails of uncertainly as if she is waiting for him to object.
But he doesn't and simply nods his head in agreement. Minako and I look at each other not believing he is agreeing so easily.
"Okay. I'll tell you." He relinquishes. "When you and Minako were children your mother and I told you many stories about our adventures together. But we didn't tell you everything. You know about Kikyou, my supposedly first love who your mother is the reincarnation of." We both nod listening intently. "But you don't know how Naraku was created. How he came to be. That is another story in itself." He gulps before continuing. "Long before your mother and I met, when Kikyou was still among the living, she came upon a bandit named Onigumo. His body was totally destroyed. At the time it was amazing he was still alive. But as Kikyou cared for him, this bandit began to lust for her. It became so bad that he gave up his body and soul to demons. The demons took him up on his offer and devoured his body, forming the demon we knew as Naraku. But now Onigumo had no control over his actions. The many demons that now made up his body were in control. He didn't want to kill Kikyou but he now had no choice. Naraku wanted power and there was only one way to get that. And I'm sure you know what happened next."
(A/N: Yeah I know Inuyasha is probably OOC right now, but think about it. It's been years and he's had children and grown into fatherhood. So he's not going to be exactly the same as he was before. But don't worry. He's not going to be a totally different Hanyou. I'll make sure of that.)
"Naraku took your form and tricked you and Kikyou in an attempt to get the sacred Shikon no Tama." Minako finished.
He nodded.
"Thank you." I say. "For telling us."
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Hours later I find myself back at the Goshinboku, once again thinking. Only this time my thoughts are analyzing what my father has just told me. We now know the background history of how Naraku was created. Now all that's left is to get the old group back together. They may know a part of the story that Father does not or has forgotten.
The sun is now just setting and I know it's time I should head back. I leap from the tree and head for home. I don't know what tomorrow will bring but whatever that is I'll be ready for it.
I am almost home when the well comes into view. I always remember my Father being so uptight every time my Mother had to go home for whatever reason. I think he had some fear she would never come back to him or it would stop working once she was on the other side making it so she could never return to him. Now I understand why he had this fear. Now he's lost her but not in the way he thought. She was taken from us. Taken away for some reason. A reason we may never get the answer to if we do not act fast.
But what the person who has her does not know is that we will get her back. And he will be destroyed once and for all for what he has done. He will be punished for tearing this family apart. I will not stand for it again! I will make sure it never happens again! I promise to make sure this man… this creature… is punished greatly for hurting my family.
"Ichiro!" I hear Minako calling. "Where are you? It's getting late!"
Without my noticing the sun has already fallen behind the horizon. Like so many times before I had gotten lost in my thoughts.
"I'm right here Minako! I'm coming!" I call back.
I watch her silhouette walk back towards our hut and walk inside. I'm tired and anxious to see what tomorrow will give us. On tiring limbs I drag my body the rest of the way home, until its safe inside where I collapse in sleep. I guess today has been much harder on my body then I originally thought.
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Kagome sighed in her confinement. A few days had passed and Naraku had yet to come visit her. Which was fine by her, the less she had to see of him, the better? But it was just unnerving not knowing what he was doing or what he was planning.
Kanna seemed to be her only consolation. The girl had remained with Kagome the whole time, keeping her company and bringing her food, and also managing to keep her as comfortable as she could in a place like this. The bars that made the door were just wide enough for Kanna to slip through but too small for Kagome to fit.
"I wish I knew what Naraku was planning." Kagome said rhetorically, knowing she wouldn't get an answer.
"I can't tell you that, Kagome. And you know that. Naraku doesn't trust me like he did before. He has told me very little of his plans." Kanna said. Her lack of emotion was beginning to get to Kagome.
"Can't you show at least a little emotion in a time like this!" Kagome snapped.
Kanna simply looked at Kagome, her black eyes showing even less emotion if that was at all possible.
Kagome was about to apologize for her outburst when footsteps echoing towards them stopped her. Kagome looked up to the door, if you could call it that. It was more like a prison door, with bars to keep you in and Naraku was the prison guard with the key. His cold face started back at her, a mixture of amusement and hatred upon it.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, my dear Kagome." He said. "I had a few things to take care of. I hope Kanna has kept you company and took care of you while I stayed away." Naraku gave Kanna a small nod before turning his attention back to Kagome. "But now I am here, just to check on you. You must be tired of being trapped in this damp cell."
Kagome looked at him suspiciously. "What do you want, Naraku? You have me, what more do you want?"
"You wound me! I merely came to relieve you of this place and take you to a room more comfortable!" Kagome continued to glare at him as he slowly entered the cell. "Kanna, I want you to tie up her hands with this rope and follow behind her."
Kagome didn't resist as Kanna did what she was told. But she made clear her hatred for Naraku by spitting at his feet as Kanna led her past him.
"You better watch your self, Miko-sama, if you want to live." Naraku's voice rang unpleasantly in her ears.
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I did it! I finished chapter two! OMG! YAY! I hope I can keep on making my chapters as long as the first two have been! And this one is longer than the first! I'm so proud of myself! I can hardly believe it! I Hope you guys all like it. Remember this is only the beginning. I'm only just getting started! I'm just so happy with the way this story is turning out so far. I really hope you guys are enjoying this. Cuz I sure am having fun writing it.
Oh! And I have one question. Should I also put the story in Inuyasha's, Minako's, and maybe even Naraku's or Kagome's point of view sometimes? Or should it stay in Ichiro's? What do you all think? I have been thinking about this doing this. I think it might add to the story. Please R and R! Tell me what you would like to see… or in this case read!
Yet another question. I seem to be having a lot of them lately… Here it is: Should I have Kagura forced to return to Naraku or not? I can't decide what to do. I would think he would kill her for betraying him, plus he no longer has her heart in his hands. So how would he control her? Review with your thoughts.
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Clouds of the Sky
