Conception

Trapped-

Author's note: Bleck, sorry for not updating so soon! I thought I'd be able to earlier but now things have become very hectic around my household that…Well its just crazy, anyway onto the next chapter, enjoy!

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Within a room filled with incense and a monk babbling something in another tongue that the powerless miko couldn't understand at the present time; the monk wavered about as he mumbled his words and rosary above the miko's body. Naraku counseled himself within a room below the castle, conserving his energy just for the miko herself. Hours pressed onward, the monk had left moments ago with a frown and acknowledgement within his eyes, as if he had learned a course of teachings within a whole year. But going to the matter at hand, Kikyo looked around then closed her eyes, soon decided to sit up. This was a horrible mistake due to the fact that her head felt heavy and her heart swollen with pain and sorrow.

"Naraku…" She mumbled under her heavy breath as she rubbed her forehead with her left hand, feeling ever so dizzy. Kikyo tried standing, but had stumbled back and fell upon her rump, feeling pain now surge its way throughout her bottom area and part of her thighs. "Ridiculous! These floors are as if waxed and never touched. Ouch!" Her splitting head ache became worse and worse by the minute and those weren't helping her think straight or rather, not think at all. She had finally gotten her footing then started clumsily on her way, through the sliding doors and flaxen flooring; she sensed the gathering strength of the wretched Naraku.

Kagome had watched from afar and only looked sicken to her stomach, "Inuyasha, why do you have to always follow her?" Her voice broke the silence between the whistling sound of the swaying branches and his steady breath. Inuyasha only looked to Kagome within wonderment, What the hell is she talking about? I love Kikyo, that's why…Is Kagome self centered or what? Geez, she's such a disturbing brat. He thought but those thoughts were unreal, he had a forbidden love with both the two young ladies, he loved them both and yet his heart and mind do not aid each other.

"Kagome…I love her." That was a mistake to have been said; Inuyasha walked up to Kagome and gave her a scowled look, "Don't get in my way…Kikyo means everything to me." He spoke again and then continued his steady pace to the camp grounds. Leaving the mortal to fend for herself, if she could that is. As the figure of Inuyasha's, walked away into the bitter darkness of night; Kagome had bent down and hugged her legs, feeling the rush of coldness gust around her. Her tears silent and her heart beating slowly without a hint of a blush; she literally felt heartbroken for the first time.

"Maybe I should just go home…I hate you Inuyasha…I hate you." She mumbled, tears seeping into her school girl outfit. But her mortal mind ticked with a smartness only a bimbo would use. I get it…I'll seduce him and have sex with him…Once I am fully pregnant for sure; I can totally get him to love me and only me. The mind of a young woman thrived and reeked of evil thoughts; Kagome dried her tears then went back to camp. A grin of delight graced her visage, and she felt like she had power over anything.

Kikyo had found the hiding spot in which Naraku had dwelled beneath, but apparently he was fully healed and had only put on the last piece of his kimono attire. "Ah, well if it isn't my lovely priestess. How long I've waited for your presence again." His smirk something not fully a smile that bore teeth. "I sense your irritation and desire; we both know what each means…Your irritation with Inuyasha and your desire for life." He kept speaking, nothing that seemed to trigger an interest within the dead miko. Naraku turned to face her, Kikyo had her face as still as ever, nothing new to the poor hanyou. "Hmm…My dear, do you wish eternal life? A life without death for just only you? So you may stay forever with the man you love?" He asked absurd questions, questions Kikyo would never had dreamed or dared come out of that filthy mouth.

"No, I have passed but my anger is still fair within this body. I need freedom."

"Are you sure that is all?"

"Yes, now…Let me free from your castle and leave me be."

This soon became a staring contest, but Naraku gave in quickly and looked away for a moment. "Strong willed woman you are, take pride in that." And without warning he had her in odd slimy monstrous locks, her ankles, wrists and neck. He clucked as he heard Kikyo's breath rasping under the pressure. "Do you like? No answer huh, how bluntly interesting. Well, out of free will, I'm resurrecting your body and former soul. And for this, you must kill Kagome, or just steal her soul with one of your soul seekers." Naraku explained to an uninterested Kikyo.

"I am…Not….Interest-ed…In…This…" Was all she could bear to even manage, the pressure clasped even harder and soon started to sink into her clay flesh. Kikyo looked worried for a moment; the fear of dying again without revenge wasn't very appealing to her. Naraku only started to smile more and more, some what of a disgusting type.

"Oh, but my dear, you soon will be…You soon will be."

Author's note: I'll try and update soon, I love making some tin-n-n-n-n-y cliff hangers just for my blessed amusement and torture of you fans. Bwahahaha—I'm evil ain't I? Tee, hee!