Behind These Hazel Eyes
Chapter Eight
Kagome and Inuyasha conversed quietly long into the night. They had emerged from their corners, and Kikyo had taken to sleep, pleased with her work. Kagome and Inuyasha learned they had a lot more in common than they thought, and the two were much closer now. "Inuyasha, what time do you think it is?" Inuyasha shrugged. "Late night. Early morning. However you want to put it." Kagome leaned against the dark cellar wall in content. Despite the horrible situation they were in, Kagome couldn't help smiling. "Hey, do you think it's safe to go out now? We've been down here for hours." Inuyasha nodded. "Hold on." Inuyasha scrambled to the top of the cellar, opened the hatch, and peered over the side. Sun was beginning to shine in through the cracked windows, and the streets were clear. Literally. There wasn't a Jew or S.S. Officer in sight. "All clear!" Inuyasha called down to the two girls at the bottom.
Kagome gently nudged Kikyo awake. "Kikyo, we can come out now." Kikyo yawned and stretched, and then the two girls climbed out of the dark confinement. Without warning, a Russian looking man came into the room. Kikyo looked at him puzzled. "Who are you?" The man smiled. "I am General Bankotsu. My six other men and I came here last night and liberated the Ghetto. But I see we've missed some Jews." Bankotsu glared when he finally noticed Inuyasha. "A Nazi. Demon!" Bankotsu snatched Inuyasha up by the arm. Kagome placed her hand gently on Bankotsu's arm. "Please, don't Bankotsu-san. He's a friend. He saved me and Kikyo several times." Bankotsu glared one last time at Inuyasha and released him. "Very well then. We'll be getting you to the shelters." The three nodded and followed Bankotsu out the door, into the sunshine.
Miroku looked around warily. The whole thing seemed very suspicious. Why, after obviously betraying Naraku, was he being rewarded instead of punished? The officer insisted it was no trick, but Miroku was constantly on alert. Then Naraku, or Adolph Hitler, entered the room. "Hello, Officer Houshi." Miroku stood and bowed. While he didn't respect Naraku in the least bit, he wasn't taking his chances and dying a useless death. "I bet you're wondering why I've called you here today." Miroku resisted the urge to nod. "Well, I have a little favor I want you to take care of for me." Miroku breathed deeply. He didn't like where this was going. "As you know, Auschwitz and its prisoners have been here a long time. Too long, to be sure. I want you to help me by getting rid of it." Miroku whispered, "How?" Naraku smiled. "With your Kazanna. What else? You may go now." Naraku nodded to Miroku, and he dashed out of the room. "Oh, and Houshi, I would appreciate it if you didn't consume the warehouses. Some of those Jews' possessions are actually valuable." Miroku grinned to himself. What Naraku said had given him an idea. He walked casually out the door.
Little did Miroku know, Naraku had a scheme of his own. In various areas of the camp, he had hidden poisonous wasps called Saimoshyo. When Miroku consumed the camp, he would consume the bugs as well. The poison they held would spread through his body and slowly kill him.
Miroku smiled broadly as he strolled through the camp. He thought his idea was quite brilliant. Naraku wanted him to store the Jews' possessions, so Miroku would use the cars for that. But that wasn't all Miroku could store in those cars. He was planning to assemble all the people of Auschwitz and hide them in the cars. There, they would be safe until he could find a way to get them to the Jewish sanctuary, Palestine. But before he attended to all of Auschwitz, he needed to take care of Sango first and foremost. He made his way down to the women's barrack. He opened the door and walked down the aisles, looking for Sango.
He found her at the end, talking to Ayame. "Sango?" Sango looked up. "Oh, Houshi-sama! I'm so glad you're alright!" With that, she jumped up and embraced him. As soon as she realized what she had done, she pushed him away. Miroku smiled. "Don't worry. I don't mind." Sango blushed. "What is it?" Miroku then began to tell her all about what Naraku said, and his plan to liberate Auschwitz. Ayame nodded eagerly. "I think it's a great idea! And Kouga can help!"
Kikyo squirmed uncomfortably in the cushioned chair in Bankotsu's car. So far in her life, long cars bound for places she didn't know had only caused disaster for her. Kikyo glanced at Inuyasha and Kagome, and smiled as she saw they were sitting together, talking intently. Her smile diminished when she began to overhear their conversation. "Honestly, Inuyasha! What's the big deal?" Inuyasha grumbled. "I don't know. This seems suspicious. And I don't like that Bankotsu." Kagome gave an exasperated sigh. "Inuyasha, you really need to open your mind more, and stop judging people before you know them." Inuyasha crossed his arms. "It doesn't matter. I don't trust him, and I suggest you do the same." Kagome flung her arms up in the air. "He's trying to help us!" Inuyasha glared. "So!" Kagome shouted, "Fine then!" and walked to a different seat far away from Inuyasha. Kikyo sighed in defeat. Oh well. It was nice while it lasted.
Late that night, Miroku went out and got the cars he would need to do the job. Then he reported to each barrack and gathered up the people of Auschwitz. The people gleefully, but silently, rushed to the cars at the far right of the camp. Kouga stood watch at the front of the car, in case Naraku was nearby. Sango sat anxiously with her ear pressed against the wall. She wondered what was happening. Miroku positioned himself in front of the car, and began to remove the beads around the glove on his right hand. With the Kazanna open, it began to swiftly engulf everything that was Auschwitz. Everything was running smoothly, and Miroku was smiling broadly at how amazingly well things were going. Then things took a turn for the worse. All of a sudden, pain started shooting up Miroku's arm, and then that same pain started to flow throughout his body. The pain grew worse as the Kazanna was open longer. Then Miroku saw something out of the corner of his eye. It was a large yellow wasp. Miroku would have thought it was nothing important, but it had its stinger pointed towards Miroku, and was willingly being sucked into the Kazanna.
When the bug entered his body, he suddenly felt as if his whole body was being shot at with flaming arrows, and that his organs were being squeezed. He clenched his fist to stop the Kazanna, and collapsed. Sango heard the noise of Miroku's body hitting the ground, and she instinctively knew something wasn't right. "Houshi-sama!" She rapidly pushed open the car doors and rushed out to Miroku. "Houshi-sama? Houshi-sama, please say something!" Kouga frowned and went out beside the two. "Sango, help me get him into the car." He glanced up at the watch tower, noticed two lights on in the room at the top, and added, "Hurry!" Kouga knew they would be in a high-speed chase any moment. With Sango's help, they lifted Miroku into the car. Kouga jumped into the front seat and sped off.
Ayame gasped when she saw Sango enter with an unconscious Miroku. "Sango… what happened?" Sango shook her head. "I... I don't know." She looked down at Miroku's clenched hand, and gingerly rewrapped the beads around it. She assumed they were a seal of some kind on his Kazanna. At the feel of the beads against his skin, Miroku unclenched his fist. His eyes opened partially, and he looked over at Sango. "Sango…?" Sango jumped, startled to hear his voice. "What is it, Houshi-sama?" Miroku gave her a thin smile. "This floor is hard and cold. Could I lie on your lap instead?" Sango blushed, but agreed. She helped Miroku lift his head on to her lap. "Is- is that better?" Miroku smiled and nodded, then went back to sleep.