Chapter 7 Something's wrong
Kika watched her enemies outside in the pouring rain as Jakens walked into the room, unnoticed. He made a note in his head that her favorite spot had to be the couch as she sat in it, staring out the window's dripping wet glass intensively. "I've made some herbal tea for you my lady." Kika jumped. "Sorry to scare you my lady. I thought that you heard me."
"It's okay, Jay-kens. I've just been watching Shesshomaru and Naraku working with their men," she said, gently taking the tea from him. "Thank you for the tea. You're a lifesaver."
"You like the tea?"
Kika took a sip, then smiled. "Yes, it tastes wonderful. Where's it flavor come from?"
"Green tea leaves, sage leaves, peppermint leaves, honey leaves, ginseng, blueberries, cherries, strawberries…There's more, but it's a family recipe." Kika nodded and watched Naraku and Shesshomaru bark out some orders, then see their demons to fight one another.
"Why do they fight each other?"
"So they become stronger."
"But what is someone falls or gets hurt?"
"It depends." Kika looked at Jakens, confused.
"It depends on what?"
"If the lords like him, they stop the fighting and heal him. If they don't, they continue the fight, even if it means the creature dies."
"That's horrible."
"That's life here my lady. Nothing's nice here. Except you, lass."
"Really? What about Naraku, Shesshomaru, and Hiten?" Jakens laughed.
"The lords Naraku and Shesshomaru are only nice to you and me, my lady. But they do get angry, my lady. You experience that last night." He looked an gently touched the bruise on her neck. Then he pulled the blanket that covered her. Her jeans were torn at so badly that Jakens could see her long beautiful pale legs, all cut up and bloody. Her favorite shirt was in shreds, showing her bra and even more wounds. "And you know that Hiten isn't even one hundredth as nice as the lords. He attacked you earlier, I presume."
She covered herself as best she could with her eyes cast down low and an embarrassed blush on her face. "How did you know that Hiten did this?"
"While he was getting drunk this morning, he was bragging all about it."
"Will you promise me that you won't tell your lords unless it's a dire emergency?"
"But is this not?"
"No, it isn't, if I'm dying, then you can. But will you?"
"Yes, my lady."
"Thank you."
"But you got to promise me something."
"What is it Jakens?"
"You must promise me that you will not stay in the same room alone with Hiten."
"Promise."
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have to prepare lunch for everyone. I'll be back at ten, my lady."
"Alright."
Ten minutes passed by. Naraku and Shesshomaru were still training there men. Jaken was still cooking and Kika was watching some blue birds outside, chirping to one another. The door slid open as Kika turned her attention to it, before freezing. "H-Hiten! What are y- you doing here!" Hiten smiled evilly as she ran to the door. Then he blocked it, covering her only exit.
"I was thinking about my brother, when you came into mind." He looked at her. "I see Jay-kens gave you some clothes. Who do the clothes belong to?"
"It's Shesshomaru and Naraku's old kimono," she said, backing up. "Jakens said I could use it so he could fix my clothes. W-what do you want?" Her voice was weak, showing all her fear.
"I came up here," he began, looking at his fists, then back at her, "to kill you- slowly. Not unless. . . ."
"What?"
"Not unless you obey as you obey Naraku and Shesshomaru."
"It depends, y-you know. I-I give them limits too."
"I want you to do it with me."
"N-no w-way. I-I'm not doing that."
"You little slut," he grinned. "If you don't, you'll be punished."
"For what?"
"Disobeying me."
"But nobody obeys you, not even your men obey you. The only reason why they listen to you is because Shesshomaru and Naraku tell them to. Jakens told me."
"Even if you're telling the truth, you will obey me."
"Time for dinner my lady." Jakens said, opening the door with a tray in his hands. She was lying on the bed, facing the moon in the darkness.
"I'm not hungry, Jakens."
"But my lady, it's ten o'clock you haven't eaten for over the past fifteen hours." He walked by the bed. "Please get up At least you and I will be able to chat a little."
"No thanks. Maybe later." Jakens noticed that her voice was filled with fear and it was weak. He stepped closer and into something. A red puddle. He wondered why there as a puddle under the red sheets, then something dawned on him. This morning the sheets were crystal white. It was blood that was on the sheets, pillows, mattress, and floor. He pulled back the covers. She was in horrible shape.
She was caked in blood. Her wounds were wide open gashes that wouldn't seem to close and were everywhere. Most of the kimono was missing. Only her beautiful face wasn't marked- but it was crying. "Please don't tell anyone. He'll kill me, if you do."
"Hiten did this, my lady?"
"Yes, please don't…"
"Calm down, lass, just calm down. I'm going to get another cloth, this one is soaked. I'll come back and treat your wounds." Jakens jumped off the bed and left the room. He was Hiten wouldn't be back for another five hours. Shesshomaru and Naraku were talking to each other, one on a chair, the other on a couch. "Excuse me my lords, but the lass has gotten in a bit of a fight with Hiten this morning." They exchanged glances, as Jakens gave Naraku the blood-drenched cloth.
"How bad is she?" Shesshomaru asked.
"On an one to ten scale, sir. An eleven." Shesshomaru and Naraku got up and ran into her room. They knew as soon as they saw her that would die if they didn't come to her aid.
Naraku picked her up as if she was a child. "Kika, can you hear me?" Her voice made a almost inaudible yes. "We're going to help you. Then you're going to tell us what happened."
Shesshomaru looked under the bed, then made a disgusting noise.
"What?"
"Not only is his knife here, but Hiten's boxers are here too. Kika, you're definitely explaining this." They walked into a bedroom two doors down. They got a tub of water, cleaned her, treated her, and talked to her. As Naraku began to heal her with a spell, she was beginning to talk back.
"Thank you." she whispered.
"For what?" Shesshomaru asked.
"For saving me. You could of let me die."
"If it wasn't for Jakens, you would be dead."
"Jakens told you?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"Hiten's going to kill me. He'll think I tattled and then he'll kill me."
"No he won't. Naraku and I have a plan."
" A p-plan? W-what's this plan about? I-I mean am I the b-bait?" Naraku and Shesshomaru laughed.
"No," Naraku began. "You're not bait, I am. All you need to know is that before breakfast, Hiten will be dead."
"You're killing your friend?"
"Ever since Manten died he has been a thorn in the ass. We have no use for him. He's already dead to us. Tonight, we'll make it permanent."
Hiten opened the door and walked in to see Shesshomaru sitting on the couch- alone. "Where's Naraku and that bitch?"
"Calm down," Shesshomaru said. "Kika's in bed. Naraku's somewhere. She told us."
"Told you what?"
"Your dispute with her. Why don't you tell her that your sorry."
"Oh, I'll tell her I'm sorry all right…" Hiten walked into her room, not seeing Shesshomaru cradling Kika in his arms. She was curiously watching as the plan unfolded slowly. Shesshomaru could smell Kika beautiful scent as she laid her head on his chest. Hiten took out a knife from his pocket and walked to the bed. He raised his hand high over his head and pulled into the bed sheets- and someone caught it. "What the-"
"You jump head long into conclusions, Hiten," Shesshomaru said with a gleam in his eye and a smile upon his lips. "It could lead you to your death."
"You have Kika! But who grabbed me-" his knife was ripped fro his hands and it sliced his gut as Naraku pulled away the covers. Hiten fell to the floor- losing blood and his organs. "Naraku… why? I'm your friend…"
"Was, Hiten, was. You're nothing to me. You're just a piece of shit. If you didn't try to kill her you would've lived to see another day. Good-bye, Hiten." Naraku walked to Shesshomaru and put Kika in his arms as all three of them watched Hiten die. Kika looked to Naraku. was he being kind to her? He glanced at her, his eyes as demonic as they usually were. he grinned at her hidiously. he went to her and traced a bloody finger down her cheek painfully. "Don't think I'm your savior. If you turn on me like that, you'll die the same way, got it?" She nodded in slight fear.
"Jaken," Shesshomaru said, after finishing listening to Naraku's turthful words. "Tell some of our demons to clean up this mess."
"Yes, sir."
TBC
CYH: only one more to go.
.;sighs.
oh yeah .;sweatdrop;. just so you know, I made that tea up. please don't try it, because i'm not really sure if that's healthy for you. .;can imagne her friend abbicat trying it and getting in trouble even though this reminded her about it.
please review and yet again
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