Title: Clocks

Rating: PG Type: AU

Summary: Tick, tock, tick, tock

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The world goes by slower when what you are trying to get past is what is happening at the moment that you will it. Then you look back and you think 'that happened?' and watch the clock.

Tick, tock, tick, tock…

The monotony of the clock bored Naraku to death. The consistency, the simplicity, he liked something complex and ever changing, almost like himself.

Clocks were nothing like Naraku.

Tick, tock, tick, tock…

The monotony of the clock kept Renkotsu focused. The consistency, the simplicity, he liked the quiet unchanging syllables of it, almost like himself.

Clocks were a lot like Renkotsu.

Tick, tock, tick, tock…

In their own matters, the clock went ignored and time passed at its own pace. The monotony of the clock vanished because there was no monotony to anything else.

They say staring at the clock makes it move slower.

Tick, tock, tick, tock…

But the truth is that the clock moves at its own pace. Its own decidedly elegant pace, delivering monotony to whom desire change, and change to who desire monotony.

So in truth, Renkotsu and Naraku were both like a clock.

Tick, tock, tock, tick…

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A/N: Clock symbolizes Life.