So sorry for the long wait but here is the update of this story!
I apologise for my lack of...something but I hope you all will enjoy this.
It's long and I hope I haven't been to much of a let down to you guys all.
Thank you all for your reviews so far and I hope I will do my best for you all!
Kaila Azroth.
P.S So far I have did a mini K.A record of spending 4 bloody hundred dollars in one day!
And guess what?
Only $25 is all I spent.
It's sad I tell you!
SO. DAMN. UNFREAKEN-BELIEVABLY. SAD!
AND DEPRESSING!
Maybe it was because she's an Earthling.
Or maybe is was because of something else.
Kotomi was fretting on how last night came to pass and how a certain midnight-indigo head survived the fight with demons.
And not just any demons but Shape Shifting Demons at that!
No one knew the bandits were really demons, not until it happened, and by then it was already far too late.
She thought that the Earthling was going to die, as did everyone else, but not even one spec of his head was seen during the whole ordeal.
He was that fast.
Kotomi caught herself referring the young Earthling girl, no older than herself, as a male. She had better get used to it since she did already give him a name already.
Haruka.
It fit him perfectly...and yet she wished it didn't because it meant that it was going to stick on him like an open book.
That one name will be the answer to what anyone would want to know about the Earthling.
The fact that every time those souless eyes would gaze at you it would make your heart stop and breath hitch as time would soon be gone and long forgotton. The light shade of pure lavender seeming to make you lose yourself in an eternity of lost time, hours would be gone and it would feel like days had past, but in reality it was only a fleeting second.
When those emotionless and passive eyes would no longer be trained on you, the rare times where you would find him in a deceptively calm manner where no one would be present. When you stare at that lone figure on how his eyes would soften a little in an emotion no one could possibly read—you'd irrevocably feel the sudden cold distance between that person and yourself so very far, far away. As if he was miles away when in fact, he was only a few steps away from you.
The times where you would see his lanky form in the midst of the busy streets of the village market, the way his back is the only thing in view. Your heart would leap at the sudden feeling that drops within your stomach, the young man in front made you feel like you could never reach him, like you could never grasp him in with your hands, becasue just his presence can leave you forgetting about him in the moment you take your eyes off him.
Everything about that name suited him so well Kotomi didn't know what to do. All she felt was if he ever lived up to his name, she could never forgive herself.
Distant...in the way he holds himself with politeness when dealing with anyone.
Long ago...the way his eyes would melt your very soul in a matter of seconds yet the very visage of that person would palgue your memory like an ant, the memory hardly remembered only that there is someone worth looking forward to the next day.
Far-off...those eyes that seemed to travel distances would sweep you off your feet if you don't reach for the person in the first place. Every centimetre away is like worlds apart.
In some way this was true.
Yet right now Kotomi decided to let the built up questions torture her rather than letting the name she chose do the honours.
Questions bombarded and raided her mind like a Shadow bomb—a very angry Dragon's own special way of letting everyone know just how much it's upset to a bunch of villagers—leaving havoc and inner chaos in it's wake.
Kotomi groans when she feels the pressure of her questions weighing her down.
"Kotomi, my dear, I do not think it wise for you to be wandering around the Tavern with a knife." whispered a low reserved voice that sent chills running down her spine.
Anyone would have thought the voice of a dead man would never be more alluring than abnormal. It was oh so very wrong to thier ears yet, they could not help themselves but be drawn to it, whether or not they wanted to do so from the start.
It was another aspect as to why the Tavern was gaining more profit each and every day with that one strange voice that belonged to an even more stranger sight.
Speak of the devil and your wishes may be heard.
She blushes crimson when she eyes the gleaming knife and scared-to-death customers around her.
"Eheh heh, whoops...?" A shaky laugh escapes her as she hands the sharp incisor over to
Haruka's waiting hands.
Beads of sweat form when she doesn't even remember when that THING fell into her hands, everyone knew never to be a radius' length within her when she got a hold of anything sharp.
Last time she did she accidently nearly chopped off some poor hunterman's head off.
To say that he was scarred for life would be the understatement of the century.
Too bad he wasn't the only victim.
Haruka smiles affectionately, a rare thing to behold, at the scatter brained barmaiden before disappearing behind the bar and into the Kitchen.
A collective of sighs can be heard channeling the love-stricken atmosphere even to an even more intense aura.
The pink aura seemed to do little to snap little Kotomi out of her sullen thoughts.
What was she supposed to do?
Last night a stranger, who held no name nor care for herself whohad been led to her and step-dad's Tavern with wounds only Hell can give, guided by a pig, had killed a horde of Shape-shifting Demons, which ultimately made the Earthling more demonic than the real things themselves, had stood there relishing in his own unique way of the battle, had been tackeld by a brainless knuckle-headed barmaid, who also gave her a name that suited him WAY too much for the barmaid's liking and...and now...her Tavern was sky-rocketing with loads of money due to the gossip the town had spread so diligently.
Why is it that she felt the pit of her stomach fall to a pitiless end and not in a good way.
A feeling was embeding itself within her and she didn't know why she jumped violently when the figure of the pale-eyed Earthling came back from the Kitchen.
Nor did she understand the sudden feeling of just wanting to get the hell away from him!
Amethyst eyes widen at the thought, her hand slowly working it's way up to cover the small gaping hole of her mouth.
Was she...did she feel...afraid?
The moment her fearful eyes locked with blank and expressionable ones she knew that the answer was...
Yes. She was deathly afraid of him and she couldn't even hide nor control it!
A couple were chatting animatedly until a very rude disturbance demanded their attention. Both male occupants growl when they make a move to the person who had "jabbed" their table real hard causing large amounts of spittle from their ale to adorn their white, spotless, breeches.
"Who the—Kotomi?" both scowls and thoughts of words were swiftly cut off when they saw who they were about to pound.
Anger forgotten they both fought with each other instantly to gain her attention first, but neither seemed to be winning.
Haruka's mind seemed to give no regard to the bickering male customers as he past his eyes to gaze upon his fear-striken co-worker.
Tilting his head to the side in consideration, he wondered what had suddenly caused Kotomi to be so scared all of a sudden; she reminded him of a scared rabbit he once found when she was young.
Right before Neji-nii came and butchered it right then and there.
It was the only time Neji saw her cry like that, first and last time.
Kotomi's whimpers were inner turmoil at the realization as to what she was suddenly feeling towards Haruka.
So the only thing she could do right then and there...was run.
And like hell was Haruka going to let her just do that without so much as a word of explaination.
"HARUKA!" A booming voice that held authority ripped into flesh and forced it to stay.
Haruka stopped mid-way through the wooden doors and half inclined his head back to his Master Vincent.
It was the only indicatioin closest to a "yes what is it" look that anyone was going to get from the owner of those inhumane and dead eyes.
"WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE RUNNING OFF TO? I GOT A BUSINESS TO RUN AND DON'T NEED SLACKERS FOR—" He was cut off by the voice of death that sent chills to those who hear it.
"Tell me Master, which is more important; money or your family?" The calm at which those words were uttered, the way his soft whisper seemed to be heard from all corners within the Tavern, the way he simply half smiled back at his Master before disappearing in the sun's glaring light, it both stopped everything from breathing and also caused silence to fall.
Vincent was left speechless even before he could even think of what to say! That Bastard had to do something like SMILE which was ripping all the hearts away from both the male and female population of his Tavern; even his own.
"Shit...I'm gonna kill that Earth-scum Bastard with my own bare hands." he bared his teeth into a feral and sinister snarl of contempt at the action his 'lackey' displayed to everyone and how it was affecting them all.
"Damn him. I swear I'm going to rip his throat out." his voice went octaves lower and seemed to go guttural from his throat.
A tall lanky young man walked the busy festive streets with a entourage following behind him. The group of young men were all seemingly stealing the villagers of Village Kohona's hearts away, from both admiration or love neither could be defined, as they progressed through the the middle of the dusty dirt road right smack in the middle of the banter and cheery stalls-people.
Yet the high cheery state that seemed to glow all around the commonores, noblemens and even children of all status, didn't seem to have any affect on the glowering form of who seemed to be the leader of the group.
Raven tinted hair with hues of blue glossily shimmered under the glare of the sun. Eyes of an onyx abyss were lost in a angry glare, yet, it did nothing but to heighten this man's strange beauty that seemed to capture everyone's eyes. The pale, almost translucent, skin of his glowed with an unnatural light that hitched breathes of all females that happened to look upon him.
His build was lanky and he stood tall. His broad shoulders hinted that he was a masculine young man hiding his muscles under a pair of commonores breeches.
His long legs took him in strides but his entourage of beautiful men didn't seem to mind.
He could've cared less even if his mind was un-preoccupied, but, as it was he was too angry to care what his men had to say.
His perfect ethereal features were capturing everyone's gaze.
One of his men, a blonde spiky haired man, with azure crystalline eyes that held mockery and mirth, with three battle scars aligning with one another tainting tanned cheekbones on both sides, sighed dramatically as he held one hand up to his chest.
"There goes another village falling for that Bastard." He shakes his head in disappointment when he sees flying hearts coming out of the love-striken women...and to his disturbance..and men's hearts. Only to shrivel and crumble as they came into touch with their Leader's brooding aura.
A man to his right chuckled to himself as he saw the sight of crumpling hearts.
"What the heck do you expect? No matter where he goes his bound to get a whole village falling down to his feet! Besides," he smirks to himself as he eyes the pouting blonde male "that means more free time for me to be alone and not to be disturbed."
He adorned his body with the same plain white breech, the lower part being brown matching their Leaders, his build was also lanky and defined. But he walked in a slouching manner and a very bored look on his perculiar face, his midnight black hair tied up in a high spiky pony tail.
Bored looking eyes scanned the area, pocketing his hands in his breech, he saw all the things that were happening around him but mostly he walked with his head looking up into the sky.
The blonde's childish pout grew even more out at the result of getting more confused.
Closing his eyes, yet still walking perfectly without tripping or walking into anyone-a talent that only those with special trainig and years of practice could achieve-he narrowed his brows in concentration whenever these topics came up.
"Yeah, but still what is wrong with them? Do all girls and guys-" both men shivered when they spotted one particular guy flushing uncontrollably "ahem...?*cough* ahem. Do they all like Bastards or something?" Tilting his head to the side, his left hand cupping his chin as his right arm wrapped itself across his chest for his left elbow to lean on, he frowns again "That can't be, I tried that once back at the Palaces' maids and she gave me a welt on the cheek!"
As soon as Kotomi steeped out of the doors of her Tavern, the tears suddenly started flowing. in a miserable attempt to cover her flushed face she couldn't see where she was going as she got into everyone's urgent way.
She was already in the midst of the Festival's embracing arms filled with happy and excited beings of all kinds that walked the face of this Realm, but, she was oblivious to it's splendor it had to offer as her hands were covering her tear-ridden face.
She couldn't stop the sobs and it seemed like she didn't want to either; she didn't have a clue why she just started crying the way she is now, but she couldn't stop it from leaking out.
Suddenly a great mass of solid wacked her off her feet and made her fall with a helpless yelp of a cry, on the hard dirt floor.
Broken amethyst eyes looked up to orbs of onyx that seemed to hold her in place, fear wracking her body at a higher scale then before.
The voice that belonged to those death-raged onyx abyss' was dark, slow and inhumanely angry.
"Watch where you're going you wre—" before the young man with cold desolated eyes could finish his sentence a punch swiftly swept him off his feet and and plumeted him into one of the stalls.
Gasps and screeches echo loudly as they all saw the violent commotion, putting a damper on the cheery atmosphere the Festival was offering, as Kotomi's eyes widen to see who had punched a man into a stall 20ft away from where she lay.
"I expect men to be civil when dealing with women and not to address them in such profanity." the voice chilled her to the bones when she hears who it is. Her eyes widen hugely when she sees him bow to the groaning man he had punched.
Haruka bows when he see's the form groggily look at him in half-dazed eyes filled with burning anger and humiliation.
"Do not take my warning lightly, if you are to mistreat women so disgustedly, then you should be equally punished by such actions. My punch is merely a first of three warnings if I see you so much as look at women with those revolving anger and arrogance you seem to carry yourself with." Kotomi sees him smile those lifeless eyes and mouth, but she can clearly see the hidden insult behind them.
A group of young lanky men were helping the obsidian owner up as Kotomi switched focus to them. That seemed to draw everyone's attention as they did the same thing, but, once they did nearly everyone gasped at the sudden sight before them, as if realizing who they were.
That also involved a certain tear-stained Kotomi gaping and wide-eyed at the sight right in front of her.
Haruka could care less for the commotion, as long as his message was clear and recieved with understanding then he held no quarrels with the man who was about to insult his Kotomi.
The crowde had parted and a clearing was made as the group of guys were holding a very heavily damaged young man with onyx eyes.
Everyone's thought was the same as they all turned to see the strange midnight-blue headed man carefully lift the poor crying girl in his arms;just what the hell did that man punch him with?
Haruka didn't concern himself with the looks directed at him as he held Kotomi in his capable arms and start trekking away from the loud rucus of commotion he undeniably created the moment he punched that guy.
Kotomi couldn't do a thing as she was held against her silent wishes from the fear she was trying to distance herself from.
"Hm. Would you look at that!" the stunned blonde, who was in the group of guys helping the obsidian owner, exclaims after the quiet that seemed to envelope everyone at the back of the retreating form of the midnight-blue haired man. He was currently one of two who was holding up a very pissed off casualty.
"Shut it Naruto, you're going to get him angry." warned a very bored looking man. His black and short hair spiked in a high ponytail and a lighted cigar stuck between his mouth, his eyes followed the retreating form also but with an intense curiosity as to who it was that just punched one of the highly dangerous Knights Konoha had to offer, with one single punch.
To say that he, a world reknowned genius, was impressed would be like a moon suddenly being stuck in your moon.
I mean mouth—a moon stuck in your mouth.
(A/N; I know right? Like that makes any difference -_-')
It was that big that he couldn't help but whistle at what just happened.
The blonde, who went by the name of Naruto, apparently didn't hear the warning as he paid no heed to what he was saying.
"But Teme just got winded! The ONE AND ONLY SASUKE UCHIHA JUST GOT THE FREAKEN DAYLIGHTS SLAMMED BACK INTO OBLIVION!" at the loud affirmation the crowde had suddenly gasped in utter wonder.
It really was Sasuke Uchiha!
The one and only Knight who was one of Kohona Capital's most prized swordsman!
The one nobleman who had hearts melting at the sight of him.
The cold, brooding, rude, arrogant and wealthy man that possessed otherworldly features just received one of the most devastating blow he could handle to his pride by non other but Haruka, the one and only Village Kohona's Tavern-waiter.
A very injured Uchiha was suddenly seen choking a very foolish blonde who didn't seem to care what others thought of him as his mouth went on and on about how The. Great. Sasuke. Uchiha. Just got his ass kicked from a bloody bastard.
"Oh, I see that Dickless is going purple." exclaims aNother man from their group, also young, black hair stylised in a bob, his smile sickenly fake, with skin pale as alabster but a build so predatorily sniggering.
"Ugh, just what we needed. Another casualty to take care off." groans a brown spiky haired male, red triangular marks of red streaked both his chisled cheeks as he grumbled into the air.
"Tch. Troublesome." muttered the black spiky-haired guy as he slouched down, pocketing his hands, as he saw the already messed up Uchiha making his death glare at a CERTAIN blonde idiot.
When he looks back to where the stranger was walking, he was shocked to find that the stranger was gone.
He and that distressed girl.
"Kiba. Sai. Sasuke and Baka. I think we just found our first recruit."states Shikamaru
This receives an arrogant and contempt filled snarl from the one and only Sasuke.
He immediately forgets Naruto and stands before the black-spiky haired guy.
"Shikamaru I will not let that piece of shit live when I see him again. You have my word." he snarls just before disappearing in a mist of smoke, causing spectators to scream lightly at the act.
"Will Mister Haruka be al'right?" a whispering child says to another as they glance at the gang of men before them.
The young man with the red-streaked marks looks directly at the two children before weaving his way to them, scaring the daylights out of the children. But before the small children could even turn around they hear an "arf!' behind them, making them locked into place.
The tanned skin man with resemblance of a feral wild dog crouched low so that he could be the same height as the two little small children.
He saw their scared features and tried lightening up the mood by smiling. Too bad the two little children got a really good view of his sharp inhumane canine teeth, his silver-haired cousin would have laughed if he were here, and burst out crying in fear before stampeding away to their homes.
Shikamaru face-palmed just as the red-streaked man cursed under his breath.
"Kiba how many times do I have to remind you to never smile in front of anyone. You always do this and we always end up in trouble."
Kiba stood up and grouchily slouched as he didn't want to make eye-contact with anyone.
"Phe! It ain't my fault that I was born the way I am!" he exclaimed in an angry whisper.
Shikamaru snorted. "Yeah." he say derisively "and it ain't my fault that we got stuck with an idiot—"
"HEY!"
"A depressing man with issues."
He means Sasuke.
"A facsimile creep."
"Thank you." Sai nods his head in appreaciation, not seeming disturbed by the accusation, as he smiles that trademark smile that held nothing.
All men sweatdrop at the sight of him, the only one wearing breeches that revealed his clear alabaster abdoman, his navel no where to be seen.
"And lastly a dog-demon halfbreed who is half the reason why we get in trouble, the other belonging to the blonde idiot."
"HEY!" both men yell at Shikamaru.
He scratches his ear in annoyance.
"So troublesome." he scowls.
His about to walk away before someone stops him.
"Uh, um e-excuse me!" a shy timid girl calls out to them and they all make her blush instantaneously when she achieves claiming all their attention.
"Hn?" Shikamaru's eyebrows goes up in slight bafflement.
Naruto not seeming to care, automatically turms up the charms when he sees that the girl is exeptionally beautiful.
Walking over straight to her, he picks her hand in his, causing her to flush an even darker crimson, he brings it to his lips and is about to kiss it before the timid girl squeals in fright before she slams her touched hand against the top of his head.
In slow motion Naruto chokes hard as gravity pulls him hard and fast so that he could meet up with the ground. His face pale as a ghost as his eyes cross and mouth is open like an animation of a dead fish getting boned by a lavishing cat.
The girl shakily brings her hand back to her side and her body shakes in fear. Her cheeks blushing more harder than before.
"Uh, I-I t-thought th-th-that he was g-g-going to bite my hand!" exclaims the young fidgeting woman at the gaping men, minus a smiling young man.
They all, except Sai, gaped and they both thought the same thing.
Why the hell would anyone want to do that?
Sai looking over the young commonore woman asks.
"Why did you call out Ugly?"
Shikamaru groans at the terms his aquaintance said, Kiba only glared at him.
This was one of the reasons, no scratch that, it was the ONLY reason why no girl came to Sai.
He reffered people with insults that always ended badly.
But the girl, to their shock, seemed to be quite alright with that term, in fact, she was smiling!
"Oh, um, you see, I o-oversaw what t-transpired and I saw H-Haruka punching one o-of your men." She blushes deeply, looking down, before continuing.
A lifeless twitching body with smoke coming out of the head of where the girl punched, lay on the dirt long forgotten.
"And I wondered..." she peeks through her midnight raven glossy bangs at the smiling Sai. "If you may wanted to know where he is."
Sai takes a step closer, shocking the daylights out of both Kiba and Shikamaru, though they both hide it well, and leans into the young blushing girl.
"And why is it that you may want to tell us this, Ugly?" he says with smiling closed eyes.
The girl takes a step back and blushes harder than before, her own kind of steam coming out of her ears, as she tries to reply.
"A-ah, it's j-just I t-t-thought th-that s-since you seem to be travellers you would want t-t-to stay s-somewhere." she stuttered uncontrollably.
Sai, the newly found interrogator, smiled indulgently with fake sweetness.
"What is your name?"
"D-does it matter?" she asks without hesitation.
"Oh, but it does."
"Oh, alright. M-my name is Kagome."
"Kagome," she blushes when Sai says her name as if it was like it was a first him, to everyone who knew him, it was.
"Kagome why is it that you want us to follow you?"
Kiba and Shikamaru both calm down but let out a sigh when he just gets down to the point.
He never was one to beat around the bush.
Kagome, seeming more comfortable and more at ease, to what reason they could not find, not even the genius himself, spoke more friendly and more clearly.
"It's because Haruka happens to be a waiter there and they are the only Inn in this Village Kohona that is big enough for 30 people. Also it would help their business, but—" realizing their facial expressions were not happy " I assure you it is quite lively and the f-food is really good!"
Shikamaru gazes intently at Kagome with a bored expression. "Anything more interesting?"
Kagome taking this way too seriously nods her petite head in a determined look, making Shikamaru's eues widen slightly.
"The o-owner of the Tavern is Master Vincent, a retired Vampire not of this world, Haruka is an Earthling who has killed raiding Shape Shifting Demons just last night, their blood already gone by the sight of the new burning day. Kotomi, the young woman you all saw crying in a distressed state, is a bar maid/waitress and daughter to Master Vincent. Her mother was a cow."
Both Shikamaru and Kiba spluttered at what they heard, Sai taking it all in with relative ease, as if he heard these kind of things everyday, maybe he did, and grew wide mouths and didn't know what to believe.
"H-hey, I know they are some hags out there that you don't particulary like but you don't just go and tell some stranger something like that." When Kiba said "that" he meant every last word the girl Kagome said.
Kagome, confused like a lost bunny, tilts her head to the side, her midnight raven tresses smoothly gliding to hang on a side, her eyes utterly wide with confusion, says in an incredulous tone.
"What do you mean? Kotomi is my friend."
Both men sweat-drop at the reply.
"Is that any better?" they demanded.
Shaking her head in wonderment at both men, slightly, okay a head taller than herself, she continues.
"I do not know what you mean but Kotomi's mother really was a cow. She was the Queen in another Realm of the Cows and back in Master Vincents' Vampire Ways he used to travel a lot, and he saw her and she him, they fell in love and had a kid. But since that time was around The Dark Ages when all the Realms got infiltrated from those blood-thirsty creatures of tortue and misfortune, their World was one of the ones that have been sealed off from every one of us all. With the exception of Earth who has always been an outsider."
Kagome's eyes were woeful when she first heard this from her dear friend Kotomi.
"How did they come here?" interrupted the bored handsome man.
She looks up and finds in his eyes a little sadness, she smiles in recognition making him blush in embarrassment.
"They didn't. One of Master Vincent's friends came to his rescue. They were all to leave the Cow's Realm together, as a family, but on the night of their departure, The Queen was murdered and all her Kingdom fell with her, even all her subjects."
Tears sprang up in her eyes and she dashed them quickly away before she enivitably sniffled.
"Master Vincent and his mysterious friend could have done nothing, it was already too late, and so they escaped to here the second closest to the Realm of the Mystic Cows...now gone are their race and cultural ways of living."
But she smiles brightly when the image of Kotomi rushes though her mind.
"But long live their descendents who were lucky enough to escape their death with pride and dignity, love and care...for all to see." the last bit was whispered and seeing that it was such a special meaning only to her she stores it within her mind for when she gets back home and starts writing one of the many songs she's written in her long and lonely nights alone at the mansion.
All were solemnly silent as they all bore their own tragedies within their eyes. Kagome saw this and she smiles at them with a mother's care.
"Everything seems to always be lost. But as long as there are days like this, it helps us in more ways than one. We never forget what we may have been but what we have is never going to go away. The memories of those who we loved, and those who cared for us." she smiles at each and every one of them.
"Each day brings us a new meaning and I work everyday to help those around us to give life, warmth and gratitude with what we have now. And for men like you, who protect us from it's tragic history, all I can do is show you my thanks for everything you have done for us and all it's creatures within this Realm. You men are my heroes and I thank you for every day that has passed." her tears flow freely but she doesn't mind for they are tears of joy and gratitude.
Shikamaru smiles at Kagome acknowledging what she said. Kiba through his saddened state smiles apologetically. While Sai is left there not smiling at all.
Both men knew it was his own way of grieving from the past.
Kagome led them to the Inn that also housed a Tavern that, from her information, was always filled cwith customers everyday.
Naruto who had awoken from his fainting fit in a fit of a pout followed his group who were all, to his taste, a bit edgy and emotional.
Not wanting to get in anyone's badside he followed silently the group as they were led to the Inn/Tavern.
I wonder whats wrong with them all, they all seem so...gloomy.
That was Naruto's last thought before the girl's knocking on the Tavern made the wooden doors to a fairly large building to reveal a familiar midnnight-blue head of jagged hair framing a face that only revealed one eye, an eye with lavender tinted hue but it was dull. Dull and oh so familiar, but, even he knew for certsin thst the other pair of eyes were not dead but strictly stern.
But alive.
Even when that eye closed as the owner smiled a greeting, he couldn't help but gasp at the realization.
Those eyes...they were another set of Sai's.
Looking back at the person he saw that he wasn't the only one looking. Both Kiba and Shikamaru saw those impassive and emotionless eyes, both reminding them of Sai, instinctively turning their heads towads him.
The background noise of loud conversations and giggling women were forgotten momentarily as all eyes were on Sai.
Sai smiles at the one-eyed man. "You must be the famous Haruka."
"And you must be my next customer." Haruka returns the placid smile perfectly.
He steps aside to let the group in before laying his hand on Kagome's shoulder.
"Thank you Gogo chan."
Kagome merely nodded in a your-welcome way. Too embarrassed to look into his strange lavender tinted eyes.
She noted that Haruka was getting better in saying thanks to those around him. She felt happy because that also meant that he was on his way in socializing more with other people without having to insult or terrorize them with her strange moods.
She smiled shyly to herself for the effort in helping Haruka.
The one man changing her attitude and giving her the power to talk to people she would never have done in the past. Though she did feel sad that she had to say something about Kotomi's past. But she remembered what Kotomi said to her about how she felt.
"I don't think of my past as a tradegy...rather I find it something to be proud of."
Kagome could only say "Huh?" not knowing what else to say.
Her little mind couldn't understand everything but she did know that something like that was a bad thing.
"Why so Koto?" her little childish voice airing out her little confused mind.
Kotomi grinning at her only shrugs before looking up into the blue morning sky.
"It's because I don't feel anything sad about it. My father is an idiot who thinks only about money but to think that I had a mother who loved that side of him. I do not know but it...just makes me happy that I was born with the love of both parents. No matter how short the other lived, they both loved, cared and looked out for each other even when I came out of Mama." her eyes were shimmering with appreciation to the forgotten memory infants never remember, only her feelings the key to her past.
Kagome's little head bobs up and down in a nod, understanding that Kotomi was not sad but rather proud of her parents.
Little Kotomi and little Kagome were only five years old when they met under that morning star but Kagome felt as if Kotomi was more than 5 years old.
Suddenly she feels arms wrapped around her, a broad and warm chest embracing her from the behind. She squeals in shock and tries to run away but is locked into place when she feels Haruka's chin plomp itself on her head.
"Hm. Gogo-chan had a thoughtful look and was ignoring me. Why is that so?" inquiries the velvety soft, alluring voice that belongs to non-other than Haruka.
Kagome blushes hard and shuts her eyes from all the glares she was getting from the female customers and her mouth tries to form words.
But they are lost to her.
Before Kiba, Shikamaru or even Sai could do something a whirl of deep purple and lace past by them like lightning.
"HARUKAA! GET THOSE FILTHY HANDS OFF MY BEST FRIEND NOW!"
There stood the distressed girl from earlier glowering daggers at the two compromising individuals. She wore a simple barmaid's outfit that consisted of frilly lace skirts and huge bowties tied at the back of her waistline, but instead it all was in layers, everything she wore, was in two complementing colours; dark rich velvety purple and black.
Her deep coloured hair was a strange dark purple tied in a messy bun, wisps of her hair falling curlishly down framing her oval face. Her huge amethyst eyes were narrowing down and her perfect ayebrows furrow together.
Her full and supple lips open to reveal a growl as she points her finger straight at Haruka.
Naruto, Kiba and Shikamaru shivered in fear; if there's one thing to avoid on a mission it's angry women.
But instead of letting go and doing what Kotomi says Haruka's grip tightens possessivley and he is pouting like a kid and saying defiantly to Kotomi.
"No. I do not intend to give my Gogo-chan up to you Koto-chan."
Earning sighs of "awww" from the female side of the Tavern and grumbles from the males side.
Haruka then dips his head and buries it in the nape of Kagome's hair, making poor little Kagome gasp in shock and utter embarrassment.
"HA..RU..KA! PREPARE TO DIE YOU PERVERT!"
"Stop talking about yourself Koto-chan. It's not good to boast."
"DIE!"
"And...they're supposed...to be the...workers here?" says a pale faced Naruto.
Before anyone could reply a shadow so big swallows them all up and all three men look behind them in slow-mo expecting this nightmare not about to end.
And, heh, guess what?
They were right.
"If you don't got no business here I suggest you clear out before I make you...with force."
Somehow Kiba and Shikamaru knew this to be Kotomi's Father, Master Vincent, and by the dark and massive aura swirling around him and those blood red eyes they just KNEW that he really was a Vampire.
But a retired one?
Puh-leeze! What kind of a story do you think this is?
A fanfic?
(A/N;...Please don't answer that.)
All three men gulped and were sweating bullets.
"He's even more scary than M-Master Ka-Kakashi!" Naruto gulped odwn hoping to never see his blood jump out of his skin.
"Why are the most troublesome things happening when we come here?" demanded a very freaked out genius.
"Mummy! MUMMY SAVE ME!" shrieked a whimpering Kiba who looked like he was about to shit himself.
Vincent smiled at the big money figures in his view, letting out a very foreboding and sinister laugh.
Sai was enjoying the view he had of the girl Kagome getting molested by both the pale-lavender eyed man and the very Ugly Thing.
He seemed to be the only one enjoying the whole idea of staying here in Village Kohona's little Tavern.
Shikamaru couldn't help but it but he seriously wondered what was going to happen next when Sasuke cam looking for them.
"Tch, he really is a depressed man with serious anger issues." but that was the least of his problems when he saw Kotomi swing a chair at a smiling Haruka and a very scared Kagome.
"So troublesome."
"What did you say?" that dark voice sent ice raining on Shikamaru like he was standing under a hailstorm.
He was that scared.
Vincent really was happy at the extra profit he sure as hell was going to gain fro these travellers.
He couldn't help let the creepy grin crawl all over his face.
Making Naruto faint like a girl.
Ah nuts...was the last thought Shikamaru could think before he felt himself lose himself to darkness, sleep overtakking him.
Shika is really sleepy and Sasuke is royally pissed.
I hope you guys liked this and I know the ending is kinda dumb but I need to do this right, and it happens to be my right, in order for this story to progress!
Hope to see your reviews!
And tell me if my grammar is gone and getting flushed down the toilet...I'll let you know when I'll get it back!
K.A
In other words
Kaila Azroth!