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"How can I save my village?"
A smirk crossed Naraku's lips at the question. "That depends…" He lifted his two hands and placed them on the boy's shoulders. Forcefully, he pushed Koimizu down onto the cold floor, surprising the boy-miko.
"How much…" asked Naraku. "How much would you sacrifice for your village?"
"..."
When he got no answer from the speechless boy, he slowly lowered his head and placed it in Koimizu's neck. "Would you give yourself in exchange for that village?" he murmured against Koimizu's skin.
He felt Koimizu freeze underneath him and decided that he wanted to see the face of this cute boy. A shocked expression met Naraku's gaze, making the half-demon feel delighted. He closed his eyes and dipped his head again, capturing the boy's lips. Gently he teased his way into the boy's mouth for the second time as he began his conquest and his hands moved over the fabric of the boy's kimono.
Koimizu closed his eyes and moaned softly into Naraku's mouth, melting underneath the man's touch.
Naraku opened one eye and curiously peeked at the boy underneath him. What he saw made him stiffen. 'This is…?'
Kikyou?
Naraku felt his heart speeding up. Ever since he had taken his heart back within his body, dreams of Kikyou had plagued him. Was this one of those dreams? The boy underneath him with closed eyes and flushed face, certainly looked like her… if it weren't for the fact that Naraku felt a bulge in Koimizu's hakama.
Slowly Koimizu opened his eyes, and his golden orbs met Naraku's ruby ones.
Shock.
With all the force he could muster he pushed Naraku off him. "What the hell are you doing!" he yelled. He slapped Naraku across his face and then quickly pulled back, crawling away from the half-demon. When he felt like he were on a save distance from him, he made to straiten his clothes.
Slowly Naraku's hand rose to touch his slapped cheek. It didn't bruise, it didn't hurt, but it left him confused. He stared at the angry boy before him. Suddenly he noticed the similarities the boy had with Kikyou. Not only the long black hair done back with a white ribbon or the fine lines of his heart shaped face, but also the way the boy had treated his wound with great care. Everything seemed to resemble Kikyou. Everything except for… those eyes. They were nothing like Kikyou.
Lowering his hand from his face again, Naraku cleared his throat. Then he said: "I guess I deserved that slap."
"You certainly did," Koimizu confirmed.
"I am sorry," said Naraku, though, he didn't feel sorry at all. "Do you still wish to hear my advice?"
"Not if it involves my body," Koimizu growled.
"I can assure you, it does not involve your body in any sexual way," Naraku stated.
Still sending him looks of distrust, Koimizu nodded. "Speak," he said curtly.
"The power that you need, lies within your grasp."
Koimizu raised an eyebrow. "What exactly do you mean by that?"
Slowly Naraku bent over to Koimizu, making the boy instantly back away. Naraku frowned in annoyance. "I told you, it does not involve anything sexual," he said. "But if you do not want my advice, then don't waste my time asking me for it."
Hesitantly Koimizu crawled back towards Naraku, which earned him a satisfied look from the man. Naraku bend forward and reach out. "This," Naraku said as he held up the flute, "is your answer."
"My flute?" asked Koimizu curiously.
"Yes," said Naraku and he nodded in confirmation. "This flute can control a demon's mind, right? Then it can help you get rid of the bandits in your village."
The boy-miko shook his head. "I can't control human minds with the flute. So unless you…" He stopped, eyes widening in realisation. "You…" he whispered. "You want me to kill them?"
Naraku didn't answer his question, but the knowing look on his face told the boy enough. Koimizu bit his lips as he reached out to take the flute back. "I can't do that… can I?"
"If you have trouble with taking advantage of a demon, you may also consider hiring me," Naraku offered.
Koimizu stared at Naraku. When Naraku sensed he wasn't going to talk to him, he explained his own motives. "See it as payback for patching up my shoulder. And also…" He stared at the raven-haired boy. "I wish to have shelter in your village."
"You'll… kill them?" Koimizu asked, his voice quivering slightly, as if unsure.
"Not if you don't want me to," Naraku answered. "But…" he said. "Here's my opinion: If you can't kill one who is out to kill you, then you're better off dead."
"I suppose you're right," muttered Koimizu. "Besides." His gaze hardened when memories came back. "They plundered my entire village. I don't even know if there's still someone alive there."
"Well then," said Naraku as he got up and pulled his clothes back on. "We'd better get going…"
"Naraku," Koimizu called out. Naraku turned back and extended a hand towards Koimizu. Koimizu gratefully took it and let himself be pulled up.
"Kill them for me."
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