Interlude- the dead miko

Kikyou stood in the doorway. She sighed and looked down. So, Inuyasha was not dead. Was she happy.or sad?

"What is it now?" came a voice.

She turned around, and looked at the sickly form of Naraku, sitting there, eyes motionless, directed at a small golem on the window sill of the large, dark room.

Kikyou walked to him, and dropped two shiny fragments of the Shikon no Tama at his feet.

"Here. I thought you might like that. To hold on to me, for now." Kikyou noticed Naraku slightly bare his teeth, almost as if he was in disgust. She smiled. He would break any day now. All she had to worry about was Inuyasha.

Inuyasha.

"Arh! I lost my concentration. Dammit.oh well. Its for the better, I suppose. Thank you." He scooped up the jewel fragments, a new idea forming.

"The Korosu. its gone. And I have a feeling Inuyasha has it." Naraku said, looking up at the dead miko.

"He does, and it wont consume it him so easily!" Kikyou said, unsure about her outburst. Why was she trying to justify Inuyasha owning the sword?

"You think so? I thought you wanted him dead. Just like me." Naraku said, his eyes flashing with a look of.not anger, but amusement, of a sort.

"I am nothing like you." Kikyou said, taking a step out the doorway. She walked off into the night.

Naraku smiled. "You and I may be more alike than you think, Kikyou."

~Yume's note Hey guys!!!! ^_^ whats up? Sorrie for the shortness. Hows it so far? Good and bad I'm trying to become a good writer. Flames are welcome, though sniffle they might make me cry. Normally the chapters are longer but hey I'm bored.

Thanx for R&R little chalupas! Domo Arigato!!!! ~yume h. myonaka