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Chapter V--Unexpected Emotions
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The day after that, it was more of the same. Kurama checked on Nariko, who repeatedly told him to leave her alone. He didn't find anything that told him why she acted the way she did or how they could help. This went on for about two more weeks.
Until...
Kurama entered Nariko's room again. She was on the bed lying on her back, her usual pose.
She sighed. "Kurama, go away."
Kurama leaned against the closed door. "It's been two weeks since I started coming here. You've only become more difficult. Why won't you talk to me?"
"Because I want you to go away, that's why."
"I want to help you."
"I don't want any help. Especially from you."
"Why can't you just listen to me?"
Nariko sat up, anger and hate glistening in her eyes.
"No! Why can't _you_ just listen to me? I don't want any of your pity; I want to be left alone. Can't you see that? I don't want you to feel sorry for me. I don't want _anyone_ feeling sorry for me. Just go away, Kurama! For the love of Kami, just go away!"
"Nariko..."
A wave of emotions passed through the Lightning demon's face. Before Kurama could see what any of them were, however, she had buried her face in her pillow.
"Go away, Kurama," she said in a muffled voice. "Go away...onegai..."
He had never heard her use the word "onegai" before.
For once, Kurama did her bidding without an argument, shutting the door quietly for the girl whom he felt a huge admiration for.
He didn't feel anything for her looks. Sure, she was gorgeous, but beauty is only skin-deep.
When he looked at Nariko, he saw a child, a wide-eyed, frightened child concealed in a tough outer shell hiding a hurt that was deeper than any other pain that he had ever seen, deeper than a wound that even the sharpest object could make. He saw a child locked in a dark room that was devoid of sound except for her own screams of torment.
And yet she still had the courage to go on, facing obstacles that would have broken him a long time ago.
All Kurama wanted to know was how he could make the pain go away. How he could make the bleeding stop. What caused this terrible hurt inside her.
She wouldn't tell him.
Three days later, on a rainy afternoon, he checked on Nariko.
She was gone.
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::A.N:: Heh heh heh. What in the Three Worlds could have happened to Nariko?? Please review. ~D.M.
Chapter V--Unexpected Emotions
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The day after that, it was more of the same. Kurama checked on Nariko, who repeatedly told him to leave her alone. He didn't find anything that told him why she acted the way she did or how they could help. This went on for about two more weeks.
Until...
Kurama entered Nariko's room again. She was on the bed lying on her back, her usual pose.
She sighed. "Kurama, go away."
Kurama leaned against the closed door. "It's been two weeks since I started coming here. You've only become more difficult. Why won't you talk to me?"
"Because I want you to go away, that's why."
"I want to help you."
"I don't want any help. Especially from you."
"Why can't you just listen to me?"
Nariko sat up, anger and hate glistening in her eyes.
"No! Why can't _you_ just listen to me? I don't want any of your pity; I want to be left alone. Can't you see that? I don't want you to feel sorry for me. I don't want _anyone_ feeling sorry for me. Just go away, Kurama! For the love of Kami, just go away!"
"Nariko..."
A wave of emotions passed through the Lightning demon's face. Before Kurama could see what any of them were, however, she had buried her face in her pillow.
"Go away, Kurama," she said in a muffled voice. "Go away...onegai..."
He had never heard her use the word "onegai" before.
For once, Kurama did her bidding without an argument, shutting the door quietly for the girl whom he felt a huge admiration for.
He didn't feel anything for her looks. Sure, she was gorgeous, but beauty is only skin-deep.
When he looked at Nariko, he saw a child, a wide-eyed, frightened child concealed in a tough outer shell hiding a hurt that was deeper than any other pain that he had ever seen, deeper than a wound that even the sharpest object could make. He saw a child locked in a dark room that was devoid of sound except for her own screams of torment.
And yet she still had the courage to go on, facing obstacles that would have broken him a long time ago.
All Kurama wanted to know was how he could make the pain go away. How he could make the bleeding stop. What caused this terrible hurt inside her.
She wouldn't tell him.
Three days later, on a rainy afternoon, he checked on Nariko.
She was gone.
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::A.N:: Heh heh heh. What in the Three Worlds could have happened to Nariko?? Please review. ~D.M.