"So, what is the new mission?" Orochimaru eyed me, annoyed. With arms folded across his chest, he walked closer to me.
"What did you just put in your mouth? You ate something the second I came into the room. In case you didn't notice, I am not in the greatest of moods right now, so please don't bullshit me."
I drew a blank. I didn't want to tell him about the contract, mostly because he was a twisted bastard who would probably have me summon them to do God knows what to prisoners. On the other hand, if I don't tell him and I summon them later, I'll have a lot of explaining to do, get the crap kicked out of me as punishment, and then have option one come into play anyway. I suppose I could not use them in front of him. I don't know how much good that would do since he keeps such a sharp eye on me, but it was an idea. "I had some food with me. I was starving, so I ate it. It's only by coincidence that you came in at the same time."
Orochimaru was now within touching distance. I felt the intense anger radiating off of him, immediately knowing that he wasn't kidding about his mood. Before I could move, he grabbed me by my hair and brought my face near his. "Well, you see I don't believe in coincidences, but I believe in consequences for your lying. I'll give you one last chance." His free hand snaked around my body and rested on my numb hip. "So? Would you like to change your answer?" My hip was numb because that's near where my kidney was replaced. This would hurt, but I couldn't say anything.
"It was only foo-" I dug my teeth into my lip as his hand trailed down and buried his fingers inbetween my stitches. The stitches ripped through my flesh and came completely free. Blood covered a majority of th bed and his hand. It didn't hurt that much because of the meds, but I faked the pain by drawing blood from my lip and "trying" to call back and stop my tears as they fell. I thought I saw Takeda, for a moment, lay his hand on my head. Next thing I know, I feel so drowsy, it's hard to keep my eyes open. I thought I heard a voice hiss and tell me I would be sorry if I fell asleep. I tried to open my eyes and stay awake, but everything was blurred. Kiki go to sleep! We all need to talk.
All? Who was all? But I-
This is important! I'm sorry but you'll have to ignore Orochimaru-san.
Hayaku (1) Kiki! Kaji's voice screeched through my mind. No choice then...
I looked at Kaji and Takeda, who stood in the center of my mind. I had no recongition of this place though. It seemed darker, more agonized, and just plain unfamiliar. "Enjoy the decorations? Funny how you don't even reconize your own head! You may not have realized this, but you've changed a lot since we last spoke in here. And sorry about Iro-kun. I loved him like a pet dog." Takeda stepped forward, giving Kaji a warning look. It didn't even phase her though. "And one thing about precious Orochimaru-"
"You said that you had an emergency issue to speak with me about? Or is it you want me to be brought to near death?"
"Excuse me, but I was talking. Orochimaru stole that red necklace thing you had. (From chapter one) He knew that's what connected us in the outside world. Without it I can't come around and it gets harder to exist. It holds my power, my essence."
"First, how did he know it connected us? Second, I fail to see the problem in that."
"Well, I may have told him when I tried to get into his pants."
"NANI!?" I advanced ready to kill her.
"Calm down. I said tried. He only wants you in his pants. Sadly, he thinks of us as two different people." I stopped. I felt relieved and flattered and confused. "But if it makes you feel better, I did grab his cock and give it a few good tugs." She was a dead bitch.
"Kiki-chan." Takeda stepped in with genuine concern on his face. "Listen, you may not like Kaji, but this is important and it does affect you. The world survives by balance. Balance can be separated into 3s: the good, the bad, and the soul in between. Kaji obviously being the bad-"
"Iie, wakarimasen (2)... 3? I'm only one, well two. But I hate counting Kaji as me."
"You are 3. The youkai form is your bad. The human form is your good. The hanyou form is your soul in between. Kaji. Hayashi. Kiki. Without one, the other cannot exist. Kiki, face it, Kaji is a part of you. She dies, you die. There is no getting rid of her, ever."
Kaji smirked with a gleam in her eyes. She knew it was actually painful for me to except this truth even though I had known it all along. Kaji came to my side and patted my back in false sympathy, as I dropped to my knees. I dragged my fingers across the stone floor, slowly tightening them into a fist."Just think of me like your sister, who will always be there for you." Slowly Kaji squatted down next to me and whispered quietly and secreively in my ear. "Do you want to know the truth about demons?" I shot my head up to meet Kaji's amused face. She wasn't lying.
"What truth?"
"Yes or no. 5...4...3...2..."
"Fine."
"Demons are-" I doubled over in pain as Takeda attacked Kaji. Usually, when Kaji was hurt, I was hurt. That was one of the downsides to being linked. Blood spewed from Kaji's lips as did mine. Like a pike, Takeda's arm had completely shot through her. I felt blood pouring from my chest. I looked down and saw no wound. Removing my clothes, I saw black pooling under the skin on my chest. Internal bleeding. I heard pained snickering. "Baka, didn't you forget something?"
Takeda thrust Kaji into the wall. Not waiting for her to collapse on her side, he rushed to me and healed my wound (but not Kaji's). "Gomenasai. You know how I get when I lose my temper. But hey, more proof on how you are one with Kaji, ne?" A smile was forced on his lips. "Pay no attention to Kaji. She isn't exactly the most reliable source. Even if there was a truth, what would be the importance?" I pondered his words carefully. Wouldn't it depend on the secret? Besides if it's being kept secret, it has to be important, ne? As my pain disappeared, I groaned outwardly as thoughts of what Orochimaru was planning to do to me consumed all thoughts.
"Why couldn't this wait until after, when Orochimaru-san was in a good mood? I'm sure all this could've waited an hour or day."
"Ima dare wa baka desu ka? (3) In a day, your cycle repeats again. We don't know exactly when the mission will start, just that it's soon." During my cycle, when I become human, Kaji is completely repressed and for some reason Takeda has a harder time connecting with me. "You can go now, but promise to be careful." I was about to leave, but Kaji appeared in front of me with the smuggest grin. Takeda was kick hard in his chest, which knocked him into the far back, into a wall.
"Demons are the ones who fall from grace. Anyone can become one. Angels, humans, hell even animals. Sometimes souls merge together. Don't look so surprised. You've had some idea. Fallen angels. Humans losing their humanity. Animals becoming animalistic. You know, Orochimaru is a demon now, but once he was human."
"So?" I said it in a calm confident voice, but I wasn't. Demon? Him? It made sense, but something was off. I couldn't pin point what, but still... His eyes weren't human. Are humans who are demons ever truly human? I wanted to ask, but with Takeda against this I couldn't waste time. With my hands I motioned for her to hurry as I continously looked over my shoulder, like some sort of junkie suffering from paranoia.
"So he's not to be trusted-"
"And you are?"
"I'll let you in on a secret. Your husband-to-be is still alive. He never died, nor was he going to die. And Orochimaru already knew about your past. Partially. What he didn't tell you was about that nasty little disease. The massacred villagers had a disease and that was what Orochimaru experimented with on him. You're the reason the other village was destroyed. He was looking for the last survivor of that village that held the virus. You hold it, but are immuned. He never really knew it was you though. He thought it was a false lead, which is why he let you let the others go. He figured it out when you went into your seizure. Ta-ta." Roughly, I was shoved out of my own mind, back into a harsh reality.
I kept my eyes closed to fein sleep as confusion held me down. Annoyed tapping made me wonder if I chose wisely. Before I could decide, my cursemark burned so bad I sat up and clutched my chest. "How nice of you to join me again. Just so you know, I consider pretending to sleep lying to me." The voice was anything but amused. While you were busy, I took the liberty of searching through your room for some... entertainment." I cocked my head in his direction to see a vaguely familiar book in his hands. He tilted it up for me to get a better look, but it was pointless. The book was a hard-cover and faded green. On the spine, back, and cover, the same worn-out color dominated. No words were present. " Don't remember it, ne? Let me refresh you, " From a randomly selected page, he began,
"When he had spoke, the sinner raised his hands
Pointed in mockery and cried: "Take them God!
I level them at thee." From that day forth
The serpents were my friends; for 'round his neck
One of them rolling twisted as it said,
"Be silent, tongue!" Another to his arms
Upgliding, tied them, riveting itself
So close..."
The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri: Hell, Purgatory, Paradise. It was an old book that I hadn't read in years. I had almost forgotten it existed, after stuffing it away in my hope chest! Funny, especially since it was my favorite book. That particular book was given to me by an old woman in the village. She ran into some money trouble and needed to sell a few of her things. She told me that that book was... in my hope chest. My hidden hope chest, specifically being hidden from Orochimaru. No. Maybe I had reread it and left it out. Maybe it fell out when I last looked in or moved my chest.
"...But spaked not; yea, stood motionless-"
"Where did you find that book? I don't think I remember it being in my room."
"Come now, don't lie to me of all people. You know where I found it; in that hope chest of yours. It took me a while to find it, so don't be discouraged about your sneaking abilities. I had a lot of free time, though, with you asleep."
Panic consumed me. It was doing that a lot these days. Was there anything in there I didn't want him to see? No. Yes! I had that picture I drew... "O-orochimaru-sama? What all did you find in there? Did you look through all of it?" The grip on my blankets that so horribly hurt my hand was my own. I wasn't sure if I could believe his answer, if he even gave me one.
His eyes narrowed in suspicion as a frown creased into his face. "Why? Is there something you're keeping from me? Or just something you don't want me to see?" He stood up and towered over me with anger glazing over his eyes. I don't understand why he's so angry!
"They are my personal belongings that are dear to me. If anything happens to them..." I stopped there. There wasn't anything I could do. I sighed. Sometimes the only strategy left is to swallow your pride. "Please don't do anything with or to my things. I'm terribly sorry for upsetting you and undermining your authority. Please forgive me Orochimaru-sama." His eyes never wavered. Leaning over, he placed both hands on both sides of my head. I was forced to stare up, directly into those eyes. Slowly, he moved his head down in preparation to kiss me. I had the sudden urge to pull him on to the bed and fuck him senseless. Sometimes nearing my cycle, my animalistic side tried to take over. Once, I stopped on a roadside just to howl at the moon. I had a bunch of other dog join in on the fun, just to be chased for 5 miles so the nearby village could sleep. It was fun.
His lips barely brushed against mine before he stopped and hissed,"Slut. I bet you're a good fuck." A smirk graced his unoccupied lips, now.
I was desperate to turn the tables, but also curious. There wouldn't ever be an exactly proper time to bring up the subject, so why not sooner rather than later? "Where is my fiance?" His body jerked up into a normal position. He looked down on me surprised. Quickly, a second short of immediately, regaining composure, he frowned.
"He's dead. He's been dead for some time now."
Now I was angry. It's one thing to lie to my face, but to lie to me when I know the truth... well it pissed me off. "Don't lie to me. I know the truth. He's alive! What have you been doing to him? The last time I saw him, he was traumatized enough. Now with him alive, only God knows what's happening to him."
The corners of his mouth turned up as fangs glistened in the light. "God. God. God. You should be a preacher. You speak of God so often and pray and is his perfect little slave. Tell me what has God done for you so far. You're stuck with me, aren't you? Your friends are dying left and right or just going through hell. And there is the fact that now you'll be an active participant in all my experiments. I hope you don't have hemophobia or are squeemish."
"God works in mysterious ways. Just because our lives haven't gone the way you want them to, doesn't mean you should turn your back." Quietter than before she whispered, thinking Orochimaru wouldn't hear, "Why is being stuck with you so bad?"
He leaned over and whispered gently and almost soothingly,"I'm glad you feel that way." He stood and walked to the door. Without turning back he said, "Come to my room to pack your stuff. I'll be there to supervise you."
"Chotto matte! Why is my stuff in your room?"
"Actually it's our room now. I can't trust you alone, so here's my solution. Plus I tore up every floor board until I was able to find it. I hope you don't kick in your sleep. We have to share the bed. And I hope you don't mind that all I sleep in is my boxers." His face held a dirty smile as I noticed the erection in his pants, straining to break out.
Yo.
1. hurry
2. no I don't understand
3. Now who's the idiot.
Review. Sorry. I know it wasn't that good. I planned for this chapter for a while but it just didn't seem to come out right. tell me what you think. 2 people favorited my story this week. I fully expect them to review. Jaa ne.