Chapter 12: Namida, the mysterious, emotional child
Inu Onna opened her eyes weakly. She immediately remembered what had happened before she passed out. That Naraku, what a huge jerk! She actually trusted him, thinking he would give her a good life. Yeah right! More like a good afterlife!!
She moaned in misery. Was she really dead? If this was what it was like to be dead, then she might as well as have stayed alive. She tightened her muscle to sit up then felt the unbearable pain in her stomach again. She gasped and stayed on her back.
"Be careful, it needs time to heal." Came a soft voice next to her.
Inu Onna turned her head to see a girl cleaning and dressing the wound. This girl looked almost identical to Inu Onna in her human form, but there were a few subtle differences that told them apart. Such as that this girl, was probably about two years older then her. She wore a white kimono shirt and red pants. Her hair was tied back in a little red bow. And the atmosphere about her was different from Inu Onna's too. She was calmer, and looked a bit more delicate. Her hair was long, black, and stringy like Naraku's. Inu Onna would have assumed she was a human until she saw the girl's eyes. Her eyes where the only thing that classifed her inhuman. They were large and brown and showed every emotion at once. While she looked like she was completely devoid of emotion, at the same time she looked like she held the weight of the world in her eyes.
"Who are you?" Inu Onna asked.
"My name is Namida." The little girl said. "And you are alive."
Well that was supposed to be Inu Onna's next question, but it was already answered.
"What's going on." Inu Onna asked.
Namida said nothing. Inu Onna frowned, thinking that she resembled Naraku.
"I'm sorry about what happened to you." Namida apologized.
Inu Onna rolled her eyes, "Keh, you didn't do anything."
"Naraku isn't as smart as he appears to be." Namida said. "It is a little known fact that young demons don't heal as quickly or as well as adult demons. A stab through the stomach could kill a young one."
"I'm fine!" Inu Onna tried to sit up but the pain commanded her to lay down again.
"Of course," Namida said. "But either way, Naraku wants you alive-for now." Then she tied Inu Onna's pink robes closed and started to pick up her herbs and tools. She started walking toward the door.
"Hey!" Inu Onna called out. Namida turned around and Inu Onna said, "Thank you."
Namida smiled slightly and nodded.
"So you're the grandson of Toutousi?" Naraku asked.
The young man about nineteen years old with short black hair, turquoise robes, and a large hammer nodded. "The name in Hyrosi."
Kagura and older Kanna sat on either side of Naraku. Older Kohaku sat behind Hyrosi. The tetsusaiga was set in between them. "I need you to make me a sword from a chip of the tetsusaiga." Naraku said.
Hyrosi looked down at the sheathed sword and his nostrils flared at the blood stains on the scabbard. He reached out and drew the sword making it transform. He examined the blade and gave it a couple of waves. Then he said, "I have learned well from my grandfather enough to develop my own style. The swords I make have a soul of their own and chose their own master. I cannot guarantee the sword will accept you-"
Kohaku stood behind Hyroshi and put the curved metal of his chain- blade under the young man's chin.
"You will make me a sword," Naraku said. "And there will be no tricks involved. Make it a sword to rival tetsusaiga's strength."
Hyroshi looked down at Kohaku's blade and said, "You're very persuasive-"
Namida came back later and checked Inu Onna's wound. "Good, it's almost gone." Then she helped her into a comfortable sitting position and fed her soup.
Inu Onna looked at her and asked. "Who are you?"
"I believe I've already answered that." Namida replied, flatly.
"No I mean, WHO are you? Why are you here and what do you know about what's going on?"
Namida stayed silent. Inu Onna was starting to get annoyed. "Listen, I'd just like to know what's happening, is that to much to a-"
"You are in Naraku's castle." Namida said. "He has captured you and your brother in order to get back at your father."
"My dad?" Inu Onna asked. She remembered Naraku saying that he knew him. "Your father and his friends have something that he wants, something called the jewel of four souls. Long ago, your father managed to take it from him and weaken Naraku greatly. Mostly because of all of the strength and courage that Inu Yasha had and the strength that his friends gave him. And Kikyo, who once liked your dad, tried to take him to hell. And at one moment, she could have done it, had it not been for Inu Yasha's realization that he didn't love her like he thought. This weakened her." Namida paused for a second then said, "Naraku and Kikyo, who once hated each other, found that they both wanted the same thing, revenge. So they teamed up and started working on a way to accomplish their dreams, or nightmares. And what better way, to harm Inu Yasha, Kagome, Sesshomaru, Kouga, Miroku, and Sango, then through their children."
Inu Onna sat there taking it all in. There was so much she didn't know about. Then she said, "But I'm the only one left, aren't I? Musuko and all of the other kids died. And who knows what happened to Inu Otoko."
Namida's eyes flashed, "They died, did they? You are absolutely sure?"
"Yeah!" Inu Onna said like it was a stupid question. "I saw their corpses and everything.
Namida stared at Inu Onna, as if waiting for her to make a hypothesis.
Inu Onna just stared back into her gaze and raised a large eyebrow. "What??"
Namida just stared back. She looked like she wanted to tell her something, but she either couldn't, or wanted her to find it on her own.
"What??" Inu Onna said again. "Are you saying they are not dead or something??"
Namida's eyes grew wider, which scared Inu Onna. "STOP IT! YOU'RE CREEPING ME OUT!!" she tried to look away from the abnormally huge eyes but they burned into her like fire from the cardboard matches in her mother's time.
Then Namida closed her eyes and sighed. "I can't tell you anything else. If I could, I would, sorry." She said.
Inu Onna gave her a funny look. "What the heck are you talking about??"
Namida opened her eyes again and they were like they usually were. "You'll know soon," she stood up and walked toward the door again. She paused at the frame of the door then said, "But if I were you, I'd try to think happy thoughts." And she walked out.
There were no windows where Inu Onna was, so she had no way of telling what time it was. It had been hours since she was there, and she tried to think about what Namida was trying to say.
'Am I sure they are dead. Well that's stupid! Of course they are. It was their bodies, it was their blood! Why wouldn't it be.' She remembered the looks on their faces and the strange smell of blood with a smell of a killer. Now that she had time to think about it, she could think about the clues. 'Let's see, I've bleed before, but I'm used to my own scent so that doesn't count. They didn't smell like me.'
'Now I've smelled my parents blood before. They smell like themselves in a way. If her mom was bleeding, she could smell the human in her, if her dad was bleeding, she could smell the human and demon in him, and if a cat bleeds, they smell like cat.' She remembered the scent of the blood circulating through her nostrils, and it didn't smell human or demon. She wasn't even sure what it smelled like! So unless her family and friends weren't telling her something....then Namida was right! They weren't dead! Inu Onna was happy for a second before wondering what REALLY happened. If her friends were alive, then where were they?
Inu Onna opened her eyes weakly. She immediately remembered what had happened before she passed out. That Naraku, what a huge jerk! She actually trusted him, thinking he would give her a good life. Yeah right! More like a good afterlife!!
She moaned in misery. Was she really dead? If this was what it was like to be dead, then she might as well as have stayed alive. She tightened her muscle to sit up then felt the unbearable pain in her stomach again. She gasped and stayed on her back.
"Be careful, it needs time to heal." Came a soft voice next to her.
Inu Onna turned her head to see a girl cleaning and dressing the wound. This girl looked almost identical to Inu Onna in her human form, but there were a few subtle differences that told them apart. Such as that this girl, was probably about two years older then her. She wore a white kimono shirt and red pants. Her hair was tied back in a little red bow. And the atmosphere about her was different from Inu Onna's too. She was calmer, and looked a bit more delicate. Her hair was long, black, and stringy like Naraku's. Inu Onna would have assumed she was a human until she saw the girl's eyes. Her eyes where the only thing that classifed her inhuman. They were large and brown and showed every emotion at once. While she looked like she was completely devoid of emotion, at the same time she looked like she held the weight of the world in her eyes.
"Who are you?" Inu Onna asked.
"My name is Namida." The little girl said. "And you are alive."
Well that was supposed to be Inu Onna's next question, but it was already answered.
"What's going on." Inu Onna asked.
Namida said nothing. Inu Onna frowned, thinking that she resembled Naraku.
"I'm sorry about what happened to you." Namida apologized.
Inu Onna rolled her eyes, "Keh, you didn't do anything."
"Naraku isn't as smart as he appears to be." Namida said. "It is a little known fact that young demons don't heal as quickly or as well as adult demons. A stab through the stomach could kill a young one."
"I'm fine!" Inu Onna tried to sit up but the pain commanded her to lay down again.
"Of course," Namida said. "But either way, Naraku wants you alive-for now." Then she tied Inu Onna's pink robes closed and started to pick up her herbs and tools. She started walking toward the door.
"Hey!" Inu Onna called out. Namida turned around and Inu Onna said, "Thank you."
Namida smiled slightly and nodded.
"So you're the grandson of Toutousi?" Naraku asked.
The young man about nineteen years old with short black hair, turquoise robes, and a large hammer nodded. "The name in Hyrosi."
Kagura and older Kanna sat on either side of Naraku. Older Kohaku sat behind Hyrosi. The tetsusaiga was set in between them. "I need you to make me a sword from a chip of the tetsusaiga." Naraku said.
Hyrosi looked down at the sheathed sword and his nostrils flared at the blood stains on the scabbard. He reached out and drew the sword making it transform. He examined the blade and gave it a couple of waves. Then he said, "I have learned well from my grandfather enough to develop my own style. The swords I make have a soul of their own and chose their own master. I cannot guarantee the sword will accept you-"
Kohaku stood behind Hyroshi and put the curved metal of his chain- blade under the young man's chin.
"You will make me a sword," Naraku said. "And there will be no tricks involved. Make it a sword to rival tetsusaiga's strength."
Hyroshi looked down at Kohaku's blade and said, "You're very persuasive-"
Namida came back later and checked Inu Onna's wound. "Good, it's almost gone." Then she helped her into a comfortable sitting position and fed her soup.
Inu Onna looked at her and asked. "Who are you?"
"I believe I've already answered that." Namida replied, flatly.
"No I mean, WHO are you? Why are you here and what do you know about what's going on?"
Namida stayed silent. Inu Onna was starting to get annoyed. "Listen, I'd just like to know what's happening, is that to much to a-"
"You are in Naraku's castle." Namida said. "He has captured you and your brother in order to get back at your father."
"My dad?" Inu Onna asked. She remembered Naraku saying that he knew him. "Your father and his friends have something that he wants, something called the jewel of four souls. Long ago, your father managed to take it from him and weaken Naraku greatly. Mostly because of all of the strength and courage that Inu Yasha had and the strength that his friends gave him. And Kikyo, who once liked your dad, tried to take him to hell. And at one moment, she could have done it, had it not been for Inu Yasha's realization that he didn't love her like he thought. This weakened her." Namida paused for a second then said, "Naraku and Kikyo, who once hated each other, found that they both wanted the same thing, revenge. So they teamed up and started working on a way to accomplish their dreams, or nightmares. And what better way, to harm Inu Yasha, Kagome, Sesshomaru, Kouga, Miroku, and Sango, then through their children."
Inu Onna sat there taking it all in. There was so much she didn't know about. Then she said, "But I'm the only one left, aren't I? Musuko and all of the other kids died. And who knows what happened to Inu Otoko."
Namida's eyes flashed, "They died, did they? You are absolutely sure?"
"Yeah!" Inu Onna said like it was a stupid question. "I saw their corpses and everything.
Namida stared at Inu Onna, as if waiting for her to make a hypothesis.
Inu Onna just stared back into her gaze and raised a large eyebrow. "What??"
Namida just stared back. She looked like she wanted to tell her something, but she either couldn't, or wanted her to find it on her own.
"What??" Inu Onna said again. "Are you saying they are not dead or something??"
Namida's eyes grew wider, which scared Inu Onna. "STOP IT! YOU'RE CREEPING ME OUT!!" she tried to look away from the abnormally huge eyes but they burned into her like fire from the cardboard matches in her mother's time.
Then Namida closed her eyes and sighed. "I can't tell you anything else. If I could, I would, sorry." She said.
Inu Onna gave her a funny look. "What the heck are you talking about??"
Namida opened her eyes again and they were like they usually were. "You'll know soon," she stood up and walked toward the door again. She paused at the frame of the door then said, "But if I were you, I'd try to think happy thoughts." And she walked out.
There were no windows where Inu Onna was, so she had no way of telling what time it was. It had been hours since she was there, and she tried to think about what Namida was trying to say.
'Am I sure they are dead. Well that's stupid! Of course they are. It was their bodies, it was their blood! Why wouldn't it be.' She remembered the looks on their faces and the strange smell of blood with a smell of a killer. Now that she had time to think about it, she could think about the clues. 'Let's see, I've bleed before, but I'm used to my own scent so that doesn't count. They didn't smell like me.'
'Now I've smelled my parents blood before. They smell like themselves in a way. If her mom was bleeding, she could smell the human in her, if her dad was bleeding, she could smell the human and demon in him, and if a cat bleeds, they smell like cat.' She remembered the scent of the blood circulating through her nostrils, and it didn't smell human or demon. She wasn't even sure what it smelled like! So unless her family and friends weren't telling her something....then Namida was right! They weren't dead! Inu Onna was happy for a second before wondering what REALLY happened. If her friends were alive, then where were they?