Sorry all, I haven't forgotten to update; I've just been real busy! Oh,
and I have been forgetting the Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha! Thanks
to Shero for her support and ideas! I guess I couldn't wait for ten
reviews! I'm sooo nice! (wink, wink!)
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Kagome bit back a laugh. "This guy's crazy!" She thought to herself. "A Vampire, oh please, I'm not a kid anymore!"
Naraku glared at her as she giggled again. Suddenly this event seemed a bit ridiculous.
"Laugh as you wish, miss," he quietly remarked. "But I will swear on my sister's good name that what I speak is true! He's a monster, an unholy flesh-eater that has eluded the Grave for many, many years!"
Kagome paused, thinking these odd statements over. Her smooth brow wrinkled in thought. "Who is this guy?" She questioned herself.
Suddenly, she was heaved to her feet one again, and shoved roughly towards the young captive. He watched her through half-closed eyes, his amber pools hooded. Kagome slammed against the desk, and sank down at his side with a small, almost inaudible sigh.
Kagome was once again frightened by the power of her captor. "He could easily overpower me, if he had a mind!" She cringed at the thought of the rough, calloused hands touching her again. The young man gazed at her still, and when she noticed this she slowly turned away. He continued to stare at her defiantly, and a small cough escaped his lips, bringing with it a tide of crimson, that flowed over his bottom lip and dripped from his chin.
Naraku looked at them for a moment, then turned away. "You, fool girl, please believe! I speak for you own protection!" He stepped away, stopping within a few inches of a silent washing machine.
The young man spoke again, and this time, being so close to him, Kagome could hear well the distinct noise of his voice. Smooth, soft, rich. She sighed and closed her eyes. His words sounded like music, seductive even with a pleading tone.
"Surely, Sir, you wouldn't harm an innocent man?" He questioned softly. Naraku whirled around, and spat a ferocious reply. "Demon, poison not mine ears with such foolish magic! I am sent from Kami, and I will do his will!"
The young man again fell silent, and Naraku continued to rage. "Look what you have done to my followers! I try to protect them, yet you would break their souls if allowed!
Kagome shifted her attention to the other two men in the room. The small one had a dull look on his pale face, while the larger man had an empty, foolish grin on his twisted one.
She gazed at Naraku, who had a small slick of spit frothing on his bottom lip. He growled at her gaze, then softened. "My child," he crooned, "You must be frightened. I assure you that if able I will keep you from this creature." He suddenly realized where he had ordered her to be. He lunged forward, seized her small arm and dragged her away from the young captive. Naraku pulled her to "safety" at his feet, and knelt by her side. His hand wandered the small of her back, and he leaned close into her. She hissed and pulled away. He gripped her harder and forced her back to him. Kagome cried out at the sudden movement.
A low rumble started in the young man's chest. Kagome was startled to notice a change coming over the handsome youth. His features became twisted, as in with pain, and a snarl ripped from his abused throat. His golden eyes became streaked with blue, and the black pupils contracted and glowed a stolid blue. "Let her go, you bastard! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Please tell me what you think!
~Shyal
Kagome bit back a laugh. "This guy's crazy!" She thought to herself. "A Vampire, oh please, I'm not a kid anymore!"
Naraku glared at her as she giggled again. Suddenly this event seemed a bit ridiculous.
"Laugh as you wish, miss," he quietly remarked. "But I will swear on my sister's good name that what I speak is true! He's a monster, an unholy flesh-eater that has eluded the Grave for many, many years!"
Kagome paused, thinking these odd statements over. Her smooth brow wrinkled in thought. "Who is this guy?" She questioned herself.
Suddenly, she was heaved to her feet one again, and shoved roughly towards the young captive. He watched her through half-closed eyes, his amber pools hooded. Kagome slammed against the desk, and sank down at his side with a small, almost inaudible sigh.
Kagome was once again frightened by the power of her captor. "He could easily overpower me, if he had a mind!" She cringed at the thought of the rough, calloused hands touching her again. The young man gazed at her still, and when she noticed this she slowly turned away. He continued to stare at her defiantly, and a small cough escaped his lips, bringing with it a tide of crimson, that flowed over his bottom lip and dripped from his chin.
Naraku looked at them for a moment, then turned away. "You, fool girl, please believe! I speak for you own protection!" He stepped away, stopping within a few inches of a silent washing machine.
The young man spoke again, and this time, being so close to him, Kagome could hear well the distinct noise of his voice. Smooth, soft, rich. She sighed and closed her eyes. His words sounded like music, seductive even with a pleading tone.
"Surely, Sir, you wouldn't harm an innocent man?" He questioned softly. Naraku whirled around, and spat a ferocious reply. "Demon, poison not mine ears with such foolish magic! I am sent from Kami, and I will do his will!"
The young man again fell silent, and Naraku continued to rage. "Look what you have done to my followers! I try to protect them, yet you would break their souls if allowed!
Kagome shifted her attention to the other two men in the room. The small one had a dull look on his pale face, while the larger man had an empty, foolish grin on his twisted one.
She gazed at Naraku, who had a small slick of spit frothing on his bottom lip. He growled at her gaze, then softened. "My child," he crooned, "You must be frightened. I assure you that if able I will keep you from this creature." He suddenly realized where he had ordered her to be. He lunged forward, seized her small arm and dragged her away from the young captive. Naraku pulled her to "safety" at his feet, and knelt by her side. His hand wandered the small of her back, and he leaned close into her. She hissed and pulled away. He gripped her harder and forced her back to him. Kagome cried out at the sudden movement.
A low rumble started in the young man's chest. Kagome was startled to notice a change coming over the handsome youth. His features became twisted, as in with pain, and a snarl ripped from his abused throat. His golden eyes became streaked with blue, and the black pupils contracted and glowed a stolid blue. "Let her go, you bastard! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Please tell me what you think!
~Shyal