Instinctive Emotion
AN: ENDING OF INSTINCTIVE EMOTION!! WARNING! IT'S THE END OF INSTINCTIVE EMOTION!!!
Disclaimer:do I really hafta . . . thought so.
Sayo . . . nara . . .
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In the middle of a meadow where cherry blossoms is being caressed by the wind, someone slept against the middle. A woman. A barrier was erected around her with a silent vibration in the atmosphere. The vibration against the barrier sounded in the air. Every few times, the waves of sound would change into a dark black mist before reverting back to the soft golden colored wave. It continues to hum in the air as the sakura petals hissed violently around the woman.
A figured stepped through the wave, pushing it away from him. Almost ignoring his presence, the demon crouched down to his knee and place a cold hand against the woman's head. "You still continue to pursue humanity . . . What a pathetic excuse to live onna," he whispered.
The sound that reverberate from his throat enters through the air until it reaches her mind.
What a pathetic way to live onna . . .
What a pathetic way to live onna . . .
The woman twitched slightly as a frown creased against her eyebrow. Suddenly, the soft golden waves changes into a black mist. As the woman struggle again, shaking her head left to right, the waves slowly retraced back to its orgininal soft golden color. The demon smirked. The cold hand against her forehead slips down to her cheek as he carressed her. Kagome's feature contorted into pain as she twisted her head away from his cold hands.
"Hn . . . stubborn onna," he whispered. "Sooner or later . . . You will have no choice but to relent . . ." The demon stood up as he watched her figure. His eyes flashed red before turning into it's lavender hue once more. ". . .To me."
As he turned, the demon's long golden hair trailed behind him from his knee.
The woman inside the barrier's expression contorted to pain as she tried to resist. The jewel against her side was switching back and forth from pink to black. It was being tainted, yet she was trying to keep it pure. From the task of keeping her mind pure and the task to keeping the jewel pure was her duty. She refused to give in. She can't . . . yet.
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Kurama leaned against the wall as he watched the kitsune with suspicion. It baffled him in the fact that Youko was standing right before him. His white tail flailed along his back in a calm, tranquil manner. The question to the separation was . . . how?
All in due time Suuichi.
The longer it is to understand this . . . the wider my curiosity will rise.
Hm . . . I doubt this question is any of importance to you than Kagome. I suggest putting her 'first' on you're list of 'Things To Do'.
Kurama wasn't willing to argue with that statement. Kagome was that important to him.
"Since we have to wait for 'permission'," Kurama hissed out, "This is the best chance to . . . interrogate," He said. He would rather demand that make a request. The kitsune was known for his wits.
Youko pushed himself against the wall as he stood. He walked over to Kurama and towered over the red head by a feet. Placing each hands between Kurama's head, Youko leaned foreward, his golden eyes refelcting off the clear emerald jaded eyes of Kurama. Putting a hand under Kurama's chin, Youko lifted his head foreward. Youko pushed his lips against Kurama in a hot, searing kiss. The red-head's eyes widen, never expecting this. Before giving in to the kitsune, Kurama quickly shoved Youko away from him and wiped his lips hastily.
"Cinnamon and touch of mint . … Though," Youko whispered, "It can never rival Kagome's taste."
Those words caused a ticking bomb to explode from Kurama's mind. Youko dodged Kurama's punch. Slowly, a rose formed in Kurama's hand as it morphed into a rose whip. Smashing his whip towards Youko, he ignored the furniture around his room. "You touched my betrothed?" Kurama asked in a venomous tone.
With another flick of his wrist, the bed was splitted in two. He watched as Youko stood in front of him. Another flick of his wrist as his desk was destroyed. Another flick was halted as Youko stood behind him holding painfully onto Kurama's wrist. "On the contrary Suuichi-kun, how dare you touch what's mine?" He asked, his voice dripping with acid.
"She was never yours' to begin with," Kurama said as he tried to form another rose, but he couldn't tap into that youki. Nani?
"Surprised?" Youko asked, his lips dangerously close Kurama's ears. "You're ningen attribute is beginning to show. Sooner or later, you will become human." Youko smirked. "Without me, you're nothing," the kistune whispered mockingly.
Before Kurama can do anything else, Youko disappeared. The curtains to his window flapped from the intensity of the wind. Kurama clenched his fist as he dropped down to his knee. For once in his lifetime, Kurama hated his humanity. He was weak to defend Kagome. She belonged to no one. Kagome's not a possession . . . she never was. He punched the floor angrily as his patience wore away. Kagome was not Youkos'. She was not his. She's her own being . .
I know Suuichi . . . I know . . .
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Hiei leaned against the Goshinboku tree. That woman, his father's mate, stood still as she stared into his eyes. She smiled kindly for as she gestured for him to come closer to the shrine. He can feel calm waves pulsating through the air. She knew what he was here for. As he stepped forward, he stopped just a meter away from the woman. His cold eyes bore into hers' as he tried to read her emotion. She was human now, so it was easier to penetrate through her mind.
She smiled and closed her eyes as he frowned. Fresh memories assaulted his mind that he was overwhelmed from the intensity. As the woman collapsed, he was quick to catch her. Her eyes opened revealing brown orbs. "Gomen Hiei . . . I've kept it from you long enough."
The woman staggered to her feet. He left instantly into the forest behind the shrine.
It is you . . .
As he ventured further into the forest, he stopped a warm light was felt around his neck. As stopped, he took out the ruby ring. It was glowing, vibrating warmly before it became deathly cold. Hiei felt as if shards of ice was piercing his heart. He could hear her.
Aniki . . . Tasukete.
It was weak, but he distinctly heard it. Though he knew she does not have the ring, but she had already given part of her soul to it. The ring was connected to her. The connection brought her mind to twin ring that he has. He clenched his fist against the ruby ring as he finally let a tear fell where it turned into a pearl against the ground. "Daijoubu Kagome, I'll be there," he whispered, hoping she gets the message.
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Yusuke fell against the floor as he punched it next to him. He let that bastard get his only best friend. She was trapped in Kami knows where. Damn . . . Sujinsaru will pay. He pierced her stomach to the point that she went unconscious. He took advantage of that and changed her. Yusuke wasn't sure what to expect. Kagome was Hiei's imouto and she betrothed to Kurama? How come she never told him? In a sense, he felt betrayed. Then again, she probably never had time to tell him.
He fell backward as his head banged against the carpet. 'Dammit Kagome . . . Why are you making me worry for you?" Yusuke asked.
I don't care, but please be safe you moron.
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The light continues to emit through the air as the woman continues to wince from her mind being probed. He crossed her arms as he watched her struggle. He sat cross-legged next to her as she tried to struggle against the inevitable. It was impossible now and the more she struggle, the more pain she will receive.
His aura seeped into her being, little by little as he sat next to her. Sooner or later, she will give in. He lifted up his hand and tossed a stray hair away from her face. She wasn't the most beautiful women or demonness in the world, but she was perfect. A fitting queen to rule this world. A fitting goddess to be by his side. Her stubbornness was something left to admire. It will be fun breaking her, he admitted. "My Kagome . . ." He whispered his lavender eyes glittering in the sun.
Sakura petals swirled around the vicinity as he chuckled.
The woman that laid against the patch of petals panted, her chest heaving up and down in a frantic pace. Sweat was plastered against her skin as it started to become ghostly pale. She was slowly transforming into a full demon . . . and Kagome fears what she will do once she becomes one.
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Sesshoumaru and Naraku lifted themselves up in the huge figure of King Enma. He flicked a huge finger towards the door as it creaked open. Sesshoumaru accepted the scroll as he and Naraku walked out. They're mission had gone further into the Forbidden World.
Now . . . to call out the other spirit detectives.
I apologize for such a short chapter! I truly can't think of anymore with everything that's happening to me now . . . GOMEN.
THIS IS THE END OF INSTINCTIVE EMOTION . . . STAY TUNED FOR . . .
Caress Of A Soul . . .warning . . . a little dramatic.