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'thoughts and inner voices'
"talking"
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Naraku's eyes snapped open. He felt it, the evil aura that was trying to lure him out. He knew this aura; it could only be one of a Shikon shard. He owned almost the entire ball himself, so he was sure this aura was from was a Shikon shard, because the darkness emitting from it felt similar. There was no mistake about it.
Naraku tried to get up, when he found out that he could not. Something had draped itself over him. A warm body, laying flush against his, a mass of midnight black hair splayed all over him and a soft cheek pressed firmly against his chest. Koimizu was still sleeping.
Naraku had the urge to roll his eyes in annoyance. 'Brat,' he thought. He lifted his head up and stared at the sleeping boy. 'The kid must be tired,' he mused as he watched the rising and falling of the miko's chest. 'I wonder if I should kill him while he is having sweet dreams.'
The temptation to shove Koimizu off of him was great, but Naraku resisted it. Something was not how it should be. Naraku felt it, something was terribly off. He peered at the boy before him; sure that he had something to with it. There was something missing…
But what was it?
Naraku did not know. He could not figure out what it was, that was missing.
Naraku gave a silent snort as he watched his companion. He raised a hand and placed it on the boy's shoulder, gently shaking the boy awake. "Wake up, Koimizu," he called out softly. The boy made a low grumbling sound and turned his head, pressing his face into Naraku's chest. Naraku glared at him. "Wake up, brat," he hissed.
Slowly Koimizu opened one eye and peeked up. "Fine, I'll get up," he mumbled and he got off of the hanyou. He stretched himself and rubbed his eyes. "So, who did you intend to meet?" he asked as he stifled a yawn.
"Someone who is waiting for us," Naraku replied as a frown made its way on his face. He felt Sesshoumaru's youki right where the aura of the jewel was emitting its evilness. This could only mean that Sesshoumaru was calling for him.
'But why? Did he know I wanted to see him tonight?'
"Come on," said Naraku as he got onto his feet. "We're leaving."
Koimizu blinked, but then got up and followed curiously.
NEAR KOIMIZU'S VILLAGE:
Sesshoumaru smirked as he watched the Shikon shard grow darker and filthier. A small river of red blood dripped from his finger, but he hardly felt it. He let another drop of his blood fall on the Shikon shard and it turned another shade darker. He knew his blood tainted the shard. Soon the shard would become completely black, and the pink that had once been, would be vanished forever.
He felt the hanyou coming his way.
'I am waiting for you Naraku,' he thought. 'Your punishment awaits you.'
He did not need to wait long. Soon enough the hanyou appeared from the shadows and behind him a young boy, dressed in the clothes of a miko, followed. "Sesshoumaru," Naraku greeted.
Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes. "Naraku," he stated as he glared at the other. He noticed the absence of jaki and concluded that the boy must be the one responsible for keeping it away. "I see you are still hiding behind others."
Despite being in a disadvantage Naraku grinned. "You know me too well," he said.
"I do, unfortunately," Sesshoumaru retorted while sending the boy a look of distaste.
Naraku ignored his looks and shot his first question. "Sesshoumaru, why did you call for me?" he asked. He was someone who played things save. Thus, he wanted to know the other's intentions first, before revealing his own questions.
"You surprise me, Naraku," Sesshoumaru mocked. "Why the straightforwardness? Were you not the one to dance around matters for ages?" He let a smirk cross his face, when he saw Naraku sneer at him. "Then, I shall tell you why I called you here." His hand reached for his Tokijin. "I am going to teach you a lesson."
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Dictionary: Tokijin (Sesshoumaru's battle sword, made from the fang of Goshinki who is one of Naraku's offsprings)