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Choice Winner: No one voted but Gi-chan so I'm choosing.

Chapter 23

Inu Yasha Inc.

Kagome decided to stay with Angel and Shippo. Sango and Miroku hopped onto Kirara's back while the two hanyous ran beneath. Inu Yasha was running with blind fury, sniffing everywhere for a trace of Okami's scent. Angie looked at him with concern and picked up the pace.

"Inu Yasha, calm down!" she shouted, but to no avail. He was running at break neck speed through the fields and forests. She caught up to him and tackled him from behind, holding his hands behind his back. "Inu Yasha, you need to stop this!" she commanded and pushed the back of his head down into the ground. He roared in anger and flailed to try and get up. Angie held firm, making sure she wouldn't fly off.

"Get off my, Angela!" he snarled and struggled some more. Kirara landed beside the pair and Miroku jumped off. He helped her control the lunatic as he thrashed beneath the neko-hanyou. Angie grit her teeth and slugged the hanyou on the head.

"You have no right to call me that in that sort of tone!" she growled. His thrashing ceased and she got up, turning away. "We all want revenge for Kagome's injuries; you don't need to go insane over it," she muttered and walked over to Sango. Inu Yasha looked up with repressed anger in his eyes. For the hundredth time in his life, he was torn. This time it was different though, it wasn't including Kikyo.

Miroku got off and Inu Yasha stood up, dusting himself off. "Angie, could I talk to you a moment?"

"No," she stated simply, hopping up onto Kirara's back. Inu Yasha looked at her sadly and nodded.

"Alright, Angie-san," he murmured and turned back to the trail. Miroku walked over to the girls, watching as the dog demon trudged into the woods, sniffing around.

"I think he's sorry, Angie," he said and turned to see Angie's solemn face. Miroku and Sango's face changed from confused to concerned.

"What's wrong?" Sango asked in worry. Angie turned away, blinking her tears back.

"He still loves her, doesn't he?" she inquired quietly. Sango and Miroku looked at each other as Kirara gave a long sigh. They didn't respond. Miroku hopped onto the fire cat's back and she flew off after Inu Yasha.

Okami

"The plan is going well, sire," Okami muttered.

"Perfect," Naraku said insidiously, looking at the nearly full Shikon no Tama in his palm. "It's just a matter of time now."

"Sire, if I can inquire as to a dilemma of mine," she asked, her hands quivering in her lap. Her head was looking downward and she was sitting in a squat position.

"You may."

"Well, it's a dilemma thwarting the both of us-"

"Just speak," Naraku demanded, looking up at her. She glanced up and looked into his cold, crimson eyes.

"If you could remove the shard inside my head, you'd be able to have the full jewel," she mumbled.

"You'd be free," he said quietly. "I don't want that yet."

"But milord, why?" she asked, still looking at him. Tears began to brim in her color changing eyes.

"After the battle, I will," he spoke, holding the jewel up to the light. It shimmered and sparkled in the afternoon sun.

"Battle?" she asked, her eyes turning yellow with slight fear.

"The largest of our time." He threw the tama up and caught it with one hand. He placed it into the inside of his vest pocket and looked back to Okami. "A second Black Blood Battle."

"A second? But that would mean there would be more that a few people on the hanyou's side," she reminded him.

"But these are no ordinary hanyou," he corrected. "This is Inu Yasha and Angela no Ryuu. These people aren't to be talked about lightly."

"So you want me under your control while we go through with this," she said, brushing back her black hair.

"I'll make you a deal, Okami," he said, taking a sip of tea. Okami's ears perked up to listen. "You stay with me, you will have it gone now." Okami hesitated.

"Even after the battle? I'll be with you then as well?"

"Hai. Even then." Okami looked back down to think about the situation.

"Take it out now," she decided. Naraku nodded and stood. Okami stood beside him and faced him.

"Don't worry, this will hurt," he said and grabbed her by the forehead. She gulped and closed her eyes tight. Naraku pulled her to him and sat down, lugging her down with him. She landed hard on her back as he dragged her up into his arms. "Don't move. One wrong move and you'll die," he muttered and held her firmly with his right arm around her arms and waist.

He wrapped his left leg across her lap and sat up, looking down at her head. She quaked in fear, biting her lip hard. "Don't do that unless you don't want a lower lip." Okami quickly released her lip and grabbed onto Naraku's pant leg. He smirked slightly and placed a clawed index finger at the top of Okami's temple. He pressed down and poked through her skin. It began to dribble blood as he traced her scalp's indent.

Okami cried out and clung tighter to his leg as he pressed the tip of his nail farther in. She winced and ground her teeth as he pulled out the shard, her head leaking thoroughly. She suddenly got extremely light headed and fell backward into Naraku's arms. He smirked and looked at the shard between his thumb and pointer finger.

'With this, I shall rule,' he thought and brushed back Okami's smooth black hair. "We should get you cleaned up," he said to her unconscious form and stood up, cradling her in his arms.

NOW CHOOSE:

¤ Inu Yasha Inc Bursts in

¤ Yoshiko bumps into Inu Inc.

¤ Yoshiko bumps into Okami

¤ Your choice

CLIFFY! Mwahahaah! I loves them! My precious! These are the last few chapters so relish them. I'll be back soon! I know it was short... I sorry! Aw... isn't Naraku a sweety? No amnesia, no numbing junk, just straight pain! I call that love!