The words of a child can hurt, the sickening innocence, the truth they spout out can make anyone think about their actions and intentions. At time like these, I wonder how anyone could hurt a child. Hurt something so innocent, so pure, intentionally. It's sick.

The words of the child kitsune slapped everyone across the face. Their hopes quickly crumbled, leaking downwards like the frowns in their faces. Maybe that's how they should be? Being happy, cheerful, it was all a waste. No one cared if you were happy. They only lived to ruin you.

Every man for himself

It was almost saddening to think about Kagome with no smile on her face, no fire in her eyes. She was meant to be happy.

So maybe I was the only one? The only one meant to feel pain. But why…?

She held me close, rubbing her chest against my hip as she slowly traced kisses upwards. I groaned, tried to scream and get away, but the poison that she fed me was already coursing through my bloodstream. It was in my body, and I couldn't move. I groaned again as she lips pressed harshly against my chest.

I pushed away from her, stubbornly closing my eyes. If I couldn't see, I couldn't feel.

"Silly puppy." She purred. She dipped low to lick my bare chest before talking again. Her voice was thick with lust; her dark eyes twinkled with amusement. And at that moment I wanted to scream at her, take her eyes from her head and shove them down her throat.

Watch her bleed and gag as I laughed and she died.

"It's time.." My brain was slowing down, she moved in fuzzy waves now.

"W-Why?" I asked, my throat was frozen with a burning ice.

A smirk formed on her bloody lips, I almost was glad that I couldn't feel her tearing at my skin or pressing herself against me. I gagged once.

"Because, my toy, you're a hanyou. Nothing more. A mere object of my-" She moaned slightly and trailed her tongue on my neck, leaving burning saliva. "My desire."

I could've puked at that time, the poison would more than let me, but I was frozen in my spot. Hanyou, my tainted blood caused this pain…

"We should let him sleep…." Kagome's sweet voice gently hummed through my hazy brain. She sounded disappointed.

"But Kagome-chan! He has been sleeping for a long time…" Shippou cried, probably clinging to her white sleeves.

Kagome made no reply.

It was the next night than I decided to open my eyes, and as I did, I came face to face with a very concerned Kagome.

Just look at this... A very short chapter, after a very long period of time. Damn... And.. YAY FOR NO PLOTS.