"Haruka, let me see her again." Naraku whispered darkly through the shadows. Haruka placed her head down, and allowed her master to see the scene through her. Naraku smirked as an image in front of him in a mist like form began to appear. Haruka was nearly the same as Kanna. So obedient, and loyal, it seemed up to this point. The only differences were the appearances. She had long midnight blue hair along with his identical red eyes that were void of emotion, and she had the power of not only showing him others like Kanna, but she had the ability of controlling the emotions of weaker demons and humans, which he knew would be to his advantage. Naraku's eyes glistened in pleasure as he saw Soledad walking through the miasma. His smirk, latent through the shadows, widened as he looked over her body lustfully. She was still as beautiful as when he had seen her last. She had on a blood red kimono, which had a black obi, and was slit through the sides, allowing her long legs to come through every few steps. His eyebrows scrunched, however, when she seemed to smirk confidently. He knew she couldn't she him, yet why would she smirk as she advanced towards him, after hating every fiber in her body?

Has she already had her troubles with her lover? He thought mockingly. If he remembered Kagura, her false confidence around him only a few days proved her marriage was at an all time low. Yet he assumed that both Soledad's and Sesshomaru's pride would be tarnished if any affair began between the two of them. She shouldn't have known I was alive, however…so though it would seem logical, she wouldn't have come to me to kill Sesshomaru for some kind of vengeance. He pondered to himself.

"Hebi." He called out roughly. A demon soon came to him and bowed. "Get me that girl." Naraku said, his finger coming through the shadows. The demon's eyes met his master's crimson ones, and he bowed again, leaving the room. "Time to see what's truly going on." He whispered.

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Kawari's smirk widened as she began seeing a large castle in the distance. Seeing she was only a few miles away from the man she detested most, she was now pondering which would be the best way to kill him. Shall I slit his throat after he is done having his fun? Should I stab him, or maybe I should poison him, to see him die slowly. It would be nice to know that of the two times this bastard would die, one would be of my own doing. She thought, noticing her confidence was rising slowly. She quickly turned her head to the side as she heard something approaching her.

"Who's there?" she yelled, trying to seem intimidating to whoever was trying to reach her. The purple could surrounding her made everything close seem obscure, and yet she could see two dark eyes hanging lowly on the ground. She took out her dagger from its dark leather sheath, cautiously backing away from the figure.

"My dear, if you would, allow me to bite into your pretty flesh…." The figure whispered darkly. Before she could answer, the serpent with dark eyes struck her. She hissed in pain as the serpent bit into her leg. She stabbed it in the neck, and the serpent twisted ackwardly and hissed in pain. She limped away, trying to move as quickly as she could to the caslte, as she heard the creature moving through the grass.

"I was definetly not expecting this." She whispered to herself in pain as she gripped her right leg. "Oh, no." she said as her eyes got blurry. She fell to the ground, losing consciousness, feeling the serpent wrap his body around her.

"What a pretty present I have found for him." The demon purred as it dragged her body away.

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Kawari's eyes slowly opened as she gained consciousness. She found she wasn't on the hard ground, and looked to see that she was on a plush bed. The bed was decorated with silver and black sheets, and she noticed she really couldn't see anything around her, the shadows blurring and distorting the shapes and objects around her. She moaned when she suddenly developed pain the back of her leg and remembered she was bit there. She was going to grab her leg, but felt a restraint, only to look up and see that there were chains around her hands and legs.

I should have guessed someone like him wouldn't have just let me wander around.... she thought, rolling her eyes. She tried looking around her once more to see if she could make out anything, but it was too dark. Is it already nighttime? she thought to herself, trying to find a window to at least guess what time it was. She turned her head, only to see dark eyes with bright pupils staring back at her. She gasped in surprise at the eyes, and there was a dark chuckle that erupted from the area that sent shivers down her spine.

"Scared?" the man's baritone voice whispered smoothly. She huffed in annoyance, not answering the man that she saw on her left. A dark gray, scaly, hand suddenly grabbed her face, and she saw part of his face through the darkness.

"Too proud to say anything to me, wench?" he growled, his eyes slit with anger.

"Who are you?" she said angrily. This can't be Naraku, can it? Everyone told me he was a spider demon! she thought in confusion. She tried to move away as she felt his other hand on her stomach, slowly sliding down.

"I'll make you find your place." the man whispered roughly. She growled softly in defiance, and in the only way she could think of to defend herself was to spit at him. "You bitch!" he hissed and he was about to slap her.

"Hebi, get away from her, she's not for your amusement." Kawari turned to look in the direction from where she heard the voice. The man turned to the voice as well and got up from the bed.

"Then who is she? She seems to be nothing but a wench that is not from our lands." Hebi said gruffly. Him. Kawari thought as she saw a figure move towards the man he called Hebi, his ruby eyes flashing out of the darkness surrounding them. The only thing she knew about Naraku, which everyone surprisingly agreed on, were that he had striking red eyes.

"You will not touch her. She is only of my importance, and I will find a good punishment for you if you even touch her. Find some dying whore in the miasma if you need to find a whore." he said darkly. Hebi turned to look at Kawari once more, and she heard the door slide open and close. Kawari turned to see Naraku looking at her lustfully. If only it was truly for me. Kawari thought quickly. Naraku turned and moved some curtains away from a window she hadn't noticed, allowing the stars and the full moon too illuminate the room a little more. She could see that the room was elaborately decorated, with a drawer that seemed to be made of expensive agarwood, and there were some chairs filled with black and silver pillows that were thrown over, and some other pieces of furniture that she still couldn't make out. She felt the bed move down a bit as Naraku sat down next to her. Kawari moved agaisnt her hip to see if her dagger was still there. Shit. she thought. He must've taken my weapons away. She saw Naraku smirk at her when she moved around. She looked at him. His pale skin seemed to glow in the moonlight, and his thick wavy hair fell onto her face. He was more eerily handsome than all of the stories she had heard of him.

"My, my, after all these years. How ironic is it that you hated my guts before you died, and today I had found you walking around through my miasma." he said, a claw running across her cheek, runnning shivers down her spine. "I assume the timeless romance of Soledad and Sesshomaru ended before eternity." he said sarcastically. She looked at him smugly, trying to see how much information about the woman she was disguised as she could get. She had heard of Sesshomaru, of course, him being the Lord of the Western Lands. But she knew that he had a mate. I guess she was a mistress of his. she thought logically. Her hazel eyes looked at him.

"Yes," she whispered haughtily. "I left him a few days ago. It wasn't...working out as well as I had planned when I got back to the castle." she said simply. "He's not the man I thought him to be." Naraku looked at her, as if he was trying to search for something. She suddenly began to get nervous, he was trying to some way trick her.

"And what role am I in your dire situation?" he asked her.

"I want him dead. He broke my heart, and I want more than payback. I want to feel his blood on my hands. You were the only one I know that could do it, especially since I had heard what you had come back to our world." she told him. He smirked again, his eyes looking over her.

"..And what would I get in return?" he whispered huskily into her ear.

"I know what you want." she responded back in the same tone. She felt his hand on her thigh, and she smirked. Maybe this wouldn't take as long as she thought. She felt his lips roughly come in contact with hers, and she kissed him back, noticing how soft his lips were. As he kissed her, she felt his hand slowly moving up her leg as he went on top of her form. She moaned softly as his mouth moved towards her neck and found her vulnerable spot. He began untying her obi and as his hand climbed up to her inner thigh, she began moving her hands. He looked up at her.

"Not yet, Soledad. Not after I have my part of the deal." he whispered, lust in his voice. She only smiled at him in return. As his hands roamed her body, Kawari found herself enjoying this. Wonder why she hated him. she thought as she smirked.

"Are you ready?" he asked her suddenly. He stopped and looked at her, his eyes almost piercing through her. She smiled playfully at him.

"Of course I am." she replied. She saw sudden anger in his eyes.

"You are not Soledad." he hissed.