Previously, in Kagome's dream, she was bullied for having blue eyes, escaped her attackers, meant an unknown boy who dried her tears and carried her home.


All at once everything went black for Onigumo. After some moments of darkness, he meant like he was back into his body. Feeling something extremely warm and pleasant on his body, he slowly opened his eyes and tilted his head down to see what it is.

Priestess? Why is she on my body? Why is she bare of any clothing? Why am I bare?

Do you not recall what occurred before you and I followed the wench into her dream, Naraku replied with amusement in his voice.

And as if Naraku's question was all it took, Onigumo remembered everything.

Memories of before Kagome's collapse flashed before his eyes, Naraku following Kagome, Kikyo and Inuyasha's confession of love, Kagome singing and later falling ill. Thinking, it was over, Onigumo moved his left hand to the bridge of his nose and slightly squeezed it, a habit he does when he feels light-headed. However, to his mild surprise, memories of little girls taunting, feelings of anger and despair, as well as a young boy with red and blue eyes, soon followed suit.

Feeling very confused Onigumo muttered, You say, you and I followed Priestess into her dream?

Yes, however, I believe what we saw was more than not simple dreams, it may have been her memories.

What leads you to believe so? Onigumo asked.

Intuition, Naraku casually replied.

Onigumo sighed, Do you not feel you rely on your intuition too excessively Naraku?

Naraku laughed at Onigumo's remark.

Yes, I do. And I do because my intuition is rarely wrong.

Before Onigumo could say anything back to Naraku, his demon counterpart pointed something out to him.

Morning has come, Naraku said as he noticed the sun peeking through the sky's horizon.

Feeling surprised, looked down at Kagome and questioned, How long were we asleep?

Longer than we aspected to, however, that is irrelevant now. What we should think about is what to do with the wench.

Being a demon always with a plan, Naraku was able to formulate a plan of action within seconds. After settling on a plan, a sly smirk appeared on his face. Onigumo, being no stranger to Naraku's antics was prepared for what Naraku had in store for the Priestess and himself. Immediately, Naraku had regained control over the body he shared with his human counterpart; not even giving Onigumo time to resist him. In a matter of mere seconds, Naraku had pushed his consciousness onto the surface while dragging Onigimo back into the confines of their mind.

Now having control over his body once more, Naraku felt refreshed. He then proceeded to inhaled and exhaled the crispt early morning air.

Being in control is indeed better, I do not know how you are able to stay dormant in one's mind, Onigumo, Naraku mockingly remarked, expecting Onigumo to argue back. However, Onigumo was not provoked by Naraku, instead, he remained unfazed by the spider demon's word.

Finish the task at hand, Naraku, Onigumo firmly commented before diving deeper into the bottomless pit that was the mind he shared with Naraku.

Feeling too smug Naraku could not resist snickering, Ah, really Onigumo, I thought you grew out of your habit of running away.

Naraku looked down at Kagome as she continued to lay unconscious in his embrace.

However, you are correct. I need to finish what we started.

Before Naraku did anything he knew he had to check Kagome's condition. He raised his left hand to touch her forehead, her temperature was still normal and from what he has been able to briefly gather her breathing was normal and she was not excessively sweating. Now for the real test of her condition, he began removing Kagome off his person, she remained unfazed. He then maneuvered his body so that instead of being seated behind Kagome, he was on crouching in front of her. Lastly, he set her leaning on the tree before moving away from her.

Again, it seemed as though nothing was wrong with her.

Naraku did find it was strange how one moment being away from him could though Kagome's body through a turmoil of illnesses and the next, it did not affect her in the slightest, but he decided he would think about it later. Now he needed to figure out how to restore Kagome back to how he found her, not naked, but clothed.

After a few moments of contemplating on how to repair Kagoem's undergarments he had suggested Onigumo rip to shreds, Naraku decided he could use his spider silk to repair her undergarments, as long as he figures someway to rid his silk of his scent. Another couple of moments later, Naraku thought he would try something he never thought he would.

He began producing a small amount of spider silk through his fingertips on his left hand onto his right hand, then he started excreting a less potent miasma then usual from the palm of his right hand. Naraku did not this little experiment of testing whether if his miasma could be used to eliminate one's scent, would yield his desired result, but it did.

Finding it fascinated that his miasma had more use than he gave it credit for, Naraku decided he should experiment with it more after he returns to his domain.

But before his mind ran wild on the experiments he could conduct, he stooped himself. He reminded himself he needed to start repairing the human girl's undergarments, dress her, and then leave after taking his barrier down. But not before ridding the arear and her person of his scent and arura.

"Only a fool would leave evidence behind at a crime scene," Naraku nonchalantly remarked as he smirked.


Kagome started to stir in her sleep.

Feeling a morning breeze hit her, she shivered, why is it so cold?

Thinking she must have accidentally detangled herself from her sleeping bag while she slept, she moved her right hand to pull the sleeping bag cover back over herself. However, when she did move her hand she found no sleeping bag cover, which triggered her to realize she was not sleeping in her sleeping bag. She was sleeping in the open, somewhere.

Quickly, she opened her eyes and what she saw surprised her.

Isn't this outskirts Kaede's village? Inuyasha's forest? Why am I here?

And like that, all the memories from the night before came rushing into her mind.

Kagome remembered everything her mind allowed, herself searching for Inuyasha so she could go home, following Kikyo's soul collector, giving up on Inuyasha then running away. With a heavy heart, Kagome tilted her head to look at the morning sky in seek of comfort, but when she did, it only brought her more despair because when her head moved upwards she realized she was sitting on the ground while leaning on a tree.

And not simply any tree, it was the tree that gave the Inuyasha's forest its name.

And I came here, out of all places? Even when I'm an emotional wreck because of you I had to go back to where it all ended for you and Kikyo and where it all started for you and me... the Sacred Tree.

Revisiting the memory of how she and Inuyasha first meant brought Kagome to tears, once again.

As she wiped away her tears, Kagome fondly recalled, When we first meant you were so close to killing me weren't you? If it wasn't for Kadede you'd at least delt some damage on me. And you kept accusing me of trying to fooling you into believing I wasn't Kikyo. Oh, have times have changed...


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