Twenty-one chapters! So, I've decided that for each "decade" of drabbles, I will write a chapter for each of the bijū, with the amount of drabbles in the chapter equal to the amount of tails they have (so for the Ichibi, one, the Nibi, two, so on and so forth). The second is set in an AU where the Nibi is human, during an unknown time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
-immortal, nibi no nekomata-
She was immortal, in the truest sense of the word. Her memory would forever live in the hearts and minds of Kumo's people, along with a deeply-instilled terror of the dead and repressed memories of corpses walking the streets. She worked through the hands of others, but it was always known when she had passed through a house. The time-honored words were spoken over each and every corpse, softly intoned so as to not disturb the spirits of the dead.
"The immortal Nibi no Nekomata has walked here again and praises be that we were not her prey."
-jealous, nibi no nekomata-
She managed to hide how jealous she was, though keeping her emotions off her face was quite the feat, considering just what he had done to her. A hand reached out, caressed her waist, pulled her closer. Finally, they were face-to-face, and she looked up at him, smiling her feral smile as blue and black fire began its slow burn inside her curled palm. He realized it a moment too late, just as her hand buried itself deep in his heart. He would learn that making the Nibi no Nekomata jealous was never a good idea.