Everyone knows what its like to love some you can't have, but even worse to fall in love with someone who is willing to let you have them and willing to let you love them, and more than willing to take everything you are, but they never love you back. No matter how much you cry for it, they will never love you back.
Chapter 3Large trees, tall grasses, and many little critters appeared as he got deeper in the forest. I wonder what kind of wood he wants me to get. Nabulung found a dead dry oak tree and decided to use that for fire wood. All the head to do was find a way to cut it down and chop it up into logs.
He used some of his Ki to summon a Purple Hyacinth Bean vine. The vine was green with purple spikes that where very sharp. Though this vine can grow up to ten feet, the one Nabulung made was approximately four feet long. In the regular human world, this vine would turn its spikes into bright purple bean pods, but in the Makai and mixed with spirit energy from a demon, the pods became deadly if ever injected into the body of a being. When the bean pods opened inside the body they would eject a poisonous toxin and peas the where like razors, cutting the insides and giving the subject extreme pain.
Nabulung figured this was the perfect weapon to take down the old oak. He wrapped the middle of the vine around the oak then enclosed the ends of it in his hands, and gave it a diminutive tug. The sharp spikes immediately cut right threw wood like paper, as the tree fell Nabulung got between its path and caught it before it hit the ground. "Heh, and he thinks I'm weak."
Nabulung carried the tree out to the shore where all the fish lay dead. He quickly cut all the pieces of wood into logs. There seemed enough to keep the fire going for days so he thought that was enough. He snapped the vine like a whip and it twisted into a miniature sprout. He placed in his hair like Kurama did with is rose seeds. Sadly once one of Nabulungs creations was summoned; it could never be completely but back into its original form as for he could not withdraw the ki from the plant that he used to bring the tool about.
As he looked to the fish who where now all covered in blood from the large hate fish he started to frown. …Oh, this looks fun. Where to start?
He walked over to all the fish, there where about 10 not including the hate fish. "How much does he really plan on eating?" He lifted up the largest, bloodiest fish and saw the thorn inside it. Nabulung figured that he couldn't clean the fish when a poisonous thorn was stabbed inside of it so he pulled it out.
As he was pulling it out the thorn started to dissolve in his hands and turned into a powder like substance. "Uh oh." He said. The white powder started getting into the air which wasn't a good thing. Nabulung tried to get what was on his hands off of his hands; he stuck them into the river to wash them off. The white power on his hands was finally gone thanks to minuets of washing.
Nabulung sighed. Thank the youko god that he got it off. Knowing youkos if he got that powder in his system he would get ill and even die from it. Nabulung fixed his eyes on at the fish with a face of disgust. Where did that damn youko go? I don't want to do this.
Nabulung had a wide range of knowledge of plants and knew that Rhubarb leaves where extremely sharp, but also extremely poisonous. None the less he planted a seed into the ground and released some Ki into the seed. He took a few steps back and watched the rapid growth of his own invention: a Rhubarb Cutter. A small plant with four closed leaves and a red roots sprouted after several moments. It then shot up very quickly as if it where struck with lightning.
Four dark green tightly closed leaves now appeared to have a large substance forming inside of it. The leaves mass grew in the middle until the plant bloomed to show the inside of the leaves that were a dark red and in the middle of the drooped leaves was a knife.
The tips of the plants now touched the soil and the knife, blade as silver as Kuramas stunning hair, and the handle was a mix of dark emerald and scarlet lines wrapped around like candy cane, slowly floated out of its protective enclosure and into the hand of its creator. The knife was about eight to ten inches long, had a very sharp point, and the handle was decorated with little flower patterns embedded into it. Nabulung grinned at his work, how any other youko could not concur to say that his Rhubarb Cutter was the most astonishing creation was beyond him.
He left the leaves alone for the moment and brought his attention back to the fish. He dug the knife into the fish and started to clean it. First he emptied out the stomach cavity, hacked the middle of the creature in half and, slashed off all the fins on both sides. Then he sliced vertically through the body just behind the gill plate to get the meat.
He set the two large slabs of meat on a near by rock, any bacteria or germs that accumulated onto it while on the rock could be cooked off in the fire, along with any other impurities. Looking at the large pile of unclean fish meat, he decided to do those later and start the fire. For some reason he hoped Kurama would be coming back soon. Maybe he wanted praise for his accomplishments, but he had a slight chance getting any from that youko Kurama.
Nabulung started to put the firewood into an ordered heap identical to a triangular house. He looked around, searching for something to start the fire with. As far as he knew youkos couldn't control fire, but if they did he was sure he would be devoted to learning if he could.
Nabulung decided he would start the fire the old fashion way. He looked around the woods till he found two branches from an Australian Pine Tree. The twigs of an Australian pine tree where extremely flammable and would do perfect for starting fires. Nabulung went back to the fire and made a cross with the sticks; he rapidly rubbed them both simultaneously together and then began to become hot.
You don't think my chapters are too short do you? Compaired to my other stories I always thought they where pretty long.
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