Disclaimer: Let's pretend for a moment that I DO own InuYasha. Put an
emphasis on the word 'pretend'.
A/N: As one reviewer simply put it, I need to 'update sooner'. I am terribly sorry, but I do have school, and I have some rather hard classes. I will TRY to type up a chapter when I can, but this is not my only story! I have 'The Closet Story', which I am currently trying to save from dying, I also have another Fushigi Yugi themed story I am working on outside of FF.net with Yumi that is consuming MOST of my attention. I also have my newest story, 'Yume no Fue' that I am working on, not to mention life things like SCHOOL, flute lessons, doctor appointments (I have seven different doctors and at least two appointments a month), and many more things. I apologize for blowing up, but I do not appreciate being told to rush when I have these things I need to be doing, not to mention that sometimes, there is a little thing called WRITER'S BLOCK. Gomen ne, I'll stop ranting now.
A Blast From the Past
Chapter 10-Kikyo's Soul
Kagome backed up a little from the horror presented in front of her. Kikyo's body smiled maliciously at her, crossing her legs and getting comfortable in the overstuffed chair, a smug touch to her, his eyes. She didn't know what to think anymore. Naraku was in Kikyo! How in the world was that even possible?
Naraku smiled wider, chuckling in an amused manner. He waved a hand nonchalantly in her direction, gesturing for her to sit. Kagome stood as she was, in a protective position in front of her son, wary and on guard. Naraku made a mock frown, making her stiffen.
"Now, now dear Kagome. . . why so rude? Please sit down." He said, his voice just as masculine and sinister, confusing her coming from Kikyo's mouth. She straightened, saying nothing. Kikyo/Naraku pouted before shrugging. "Very well, suit yourself dear."
"Where is Kikyo?" Kagome said, keeping her voice hard and firm. She was puzzled and confused, and for come reason concerned. Naraku sighed dramatically and Kagome knew that he was trying to goad her, acting so sarcastic and open to lure her out and into a sense of security. It would not happen.
"The dead miko? She is writing bad poetry in my sub-conscious. Why are you so concerned for her anyway? If I recall correctly, she isn't on your side. She gave ME your half of the Shikon no Tama, and I believe she tried to kill you and your mate, InuYasha, on several different accounts. Not to mention the fracas with the Shichinentai and a few of my servants." Naraku said, interlacing Kikyo's fingers and propping his chin on them, eyes glittering in the sparse light. "I'd say she was on my side."
"Kikyo was on her own side, Naraku." Kagome said steadily, her hands clenched at her sides. She didn't know why she was sticking up for Kikyo. At times, she had wished that InuYasha's former love had never returned from the dead, but she had always regretted speaking those words. Other times she had simply wished Kikyo would give up and leave her and InuYasha be, but she'd regretted those thoughts as well.
It was not Kikyo's fault that she had fallen into Naraku's first scheme, and died thinking that InuYasha, the one person she pined for, had killed her. Nor was it her fault for thinking herself betrayed and being hurt by that. It was all a cosmic misunderstanding. But there was nothing to be done about that now. Kikyo was an enigma. No one had ever known what she was going to do, or what. They never had. She had possessed her own plan, to which the ends and goals had been unfathomable, as much a mystery as Naraku himself.
Kagome was drawn out of her musings when Naraku sat up. The slight motion put Kagome on guard again, and she was rather glad that Ryou was asleep. Kikyo's body and Naraku's soul smiled at her when she stiffened.
"Why don't I explain things to you Kagome, dear. I suppose it would be a good way to pass the time. Ask away! I'll answer ANY question you throw at me. Cross my heart and hope to die!" Naraku said, making a small motion in front of Kikyo's chest. The last part was said in a voice full of sarcasm and disdain. Kagome kept herself on guard, just in case.
"How did you come to posses Kikyo's body?" She said softly, her eyes intent on watching Naraku's every move. He smiled and nodded, leaning back once more.
"Good question Kagome dearest. A very good question. As per the answer, it's quite simple really. What use has Kikyo for a body of earth, clay, and funeral ashes? When she paid me a visit after fighting your little group, I simply attached a thread of myself to her, almost in the way I create an incarnation. All of you saw me die no doubt. I did. But the little but I detached lived on and grew inside of Kikyo, fostered by her hate and betrayed heart. And thus, I, Naraku, Onigumo, was reborn! Ah, what a surprise for little Kikyo when she found her newest body not her own any longer! But that's it, quite simple dearie." Naraku said, having the nerve to throw back his head and laugh maniacally.
Kagome bit her bottom lip and pulled on her powers, feeling them flare in her hands. She was so angry, throwing her hatred at Naraku with all her force. Before her very eyes she saw a shimmering pink form come into view. She drew back the bow she had formed through pure energy and leveled an arrow at Naraku's chest, actually startling him.
"Get Out." She said through gritted teeth. Kikyo/Naraku smiled and got up, making a mock bow.
"As you wish. As you wish, Kagome. . . InuYasha will come for you soon." He said, and then left through the door, leaving Kagome panting and covered in sweat. The bow disappeared from her hands and returned to her. She collapsed against the table, closing her eyes. This couldn't be real. It had to be a nightmare.
A/N: Voila! Finite. That good enough for an update written in one sitting? I hope so, because now I need to RELAX before my arthritis gets worse. But first I have to put my song in, right? *listening to Hikitsu and Tomite's 'Kimi ga Hohoemu nara'* Ja!
A/N: As one reviewer simply put it, I need to 'update sooner'. I am terribly sorry, but I do have school, and I have some rather hard classes. I will TRY to type up a chapter when I can, but this is not my only story! I have 'The Closet Story', which I am currently trying to save from dying, I also have another Fushigi Yugi themed story I am working on outside of FF.net with Yumi that is consuming MOST of my attention. I also have my newest story, 'Yume no Fue' that I am working on, not to mention life things like SCHOOL, flute lessons, doctor appointments (I have seven different doctors and at least two appointments a month), and many more things. I apologize for blowing up, but I do not appreciate being told to rush when I have these things I need to be doing, not to mention that sometimes, there is a little thing called WRITER'S BLOCK. Gomen ne, I'll stop ranting now.
A Blast From the Past
Chapter 10-Kikyo's Soul
Kagome backed up a little from the horror presented in front of her. Kikyo's body smiled maliciously at her, crossing her legs and getting comfortable in the overstuffed chair, a smug touch to her, his eyes. She didn't know what to think anymore. Naraku was in Kikyo! How in the world was that even possible?
Naraku smiled wider, chuckling in an amused manner. He waved a hand nonchalantly in her direction, gesturing for her to sit. Kagome stood as she was, in a protective position in front of her son, wary and on guard. Naraku made a mock frown, making her stiffen.
"Now, now dear Kagome. . . why so rude? Please sit down." He said, his voice just as masculine and sinister, confusing her coming from Kikyo's mouth. She straightened, saying nothing. Kikyo/Naraku pouted before shrugging. "Very well, suit yourself dear."
"Where is Kikyo?" Kagome said, keeping her voice hard and firm. She was puzzled and confused, and for come reason concerned. Naraku sighed dramatically and Kagome knew that he was trying to goad her, acting so sarcastic and open to lure her out and into a sense of security. It would not happen.
"The dead miko? She is writing bad poetry in my sub-conscious. Why are you so concerned for her anyway? If I recall correctly, she isn't on your side. She gave ME your half of the Shikon no Tama, and I believe she tried to kill you and your mate, InuYasha, on several different accounts. Not to mention the fracas with the Shichinentai and a few of my servants." Naraku said, interlacing Kikyo's fingers and propping his chin on them, eyes glittering in the sparse light. "I'd say she was on my side."
"Kikyo was on her own side, Naraku." Kagome said steadily, her hands clenched at her sides. She didn't know why she was sticking up for Kikyo. At times, she had wished that InuYasha's former love had never returned from the dead, but she had always regretted speaking those words. Other times she had simply wished Kikyo would give up and leave her and InuYasha be, but she'd regretted those thoughts as well.
It was not Kikyo's fault that she had fallen into Naraku's first scheme, and died thinking that InuYasha, the one person she pined for, had killed her. Nor was it her fault for thinking herself betrayed and being hurt by that. It was all a cosmic misunderstanding. But there was nothing to be done about that now. Kikyo was an enigma. No one had ever known what she was going to do, or what. They never had. She had possessed her own plan, to which the ends and goals had been unfathomable, as much a mystery as Naraku himself.
Kagome was drawn out of her musings when Naraku sat up. The slight motion put Kagome on guard again, and she was rather glad that Ryou was asleep. Kikyo's body and Naraku's soul smiled at her when she stiffened.
"Why don't I explain things to you Kagome, dear. I suppose it would be a good way to pass the time. Ask away! I'll answer ANY question you throw at me. Cross my heart and hope to die!" Naraku said, making a small motion in front of Kikyo's chest. The last part was said in a voice full of sarcasm and disdain. Kagome kept herself on guard, just in case.
"How did you come to posses Kikyo's body?" She said softly, her eyes intent on watching Naraku's every move. He smiled and nodded, leaning back once more.
"Good question Kagome dearest. A very good question. As per the answer, it's quite simple really. What use has Kikyo for a body of earth, clay, and funeral ashes? When she paid me a visit after fighting your little group, I simply attached a thread of myself to her, almost in the way I create an incarnation. All of you saw me die no doubt. I did. But the little but I detached lived on and grew inside of Kikyo, fostered by her hate and betrayed heart. And thus, I, Naraku, Onigumo, was reborn! Ah, what a surprise for little Kikyo when she found her newest body not her own any longer! But that's it, quite simple dearie." Naraku said, having the nerve to throw back his head and laugh maniacally.
Kagome bit her bottom lip and pulled on her powers, feeling them flare in her hands. She was so angry, throwing her hatred at Naraku with all her force. Before her very eyes she saw a shimmering pink form come into view. She drew back the bow she had formed through pure energy and leveled an arrow at Naraku's chest, actually startling him.
"Get Out." She said through gritted teeth. Kikyo/Naraku smiled and got up, making a mock bow.
"As you wish. As you wish, Kagome. . . InuYasha will come for you soon." He said, and then left through the door, leaving Kagome panting and covered in sweat. The bow disappeared from her hands and returned to her. She collapsed against the table, closing her eyes. This couldn't be real. It had to be a nightmare.
A/N: Voila! Finite. That good enough for an update written in one sitting? I hope so, because now I need to RELAX before my arthritis gets worse. But first I have to put my song in, right? *listening to Hikitsu and Tomite's 'Kimi ga Hohoemu nara'* Ja!