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Unexpected Events
Chap 2
Knight in a shining armour.
Kagome fully realised that what she was going through was completely inaccurate to what her typical feeling should be when held at the control of a cold-blooded-psycho. Accurate or not, she couldn't entirely help the way she was feeling. Kagome was bored, completely skull-crushingly bored. She was so bored she wanted to shoot her self because being in pain beats this atrocious tedium.
Shouldn't there be a "How to be a Villain 101" book that taught said villain to keep their hostage's entertained, they might just drop dead from boredom and where does that get the villain? Absolutely no where.
Sure the teen's body was hurting, but her mind wasn't and her mind was under serious demand of entertainment. Kagome was quite sure sitting there (with shackles that weight more than her yellow back-pack, which weighed a ton.) and imagining pink elephants dancing in yellow tutus was not very healthy for the mind. Not very healthy indeed.
"One elephant, two elephant," Kagome was rudely snapped out of her musings by a very evil laugh. Dreadingly she lifted up her big brown eyes to the owner of the laugh. Oh joy, what a big scary surprise- it was Naraku, or at least one of Naraku's baboon-puppets.
What fun he is, he was probably back to trying to break her by going on and on about how Inuyasha doesn't love her, and how she is a bad priestess and not so holy at all.
Nothing Kagome hasn't heard yet.
Nothing she would do a double take over, either.
Kagome desperately wanted to tell this Baboon to shut up and move on with his life, that she doesn't care. The uninterested glances she was sending him obviously didn't work. Could it be possible to be so entangled in self-love and arrogance to not notice that you're driving a person to tears from lack of excitement?
Did Naraku honestly think she was so petty as to cry over the same thing over, and over, and over again; she was bound to get over the Kikiyou-InuBaka thing eventually. Unfortunately Naraku, despite all his evil geniusness, was really thick. Just as soon as she thought she got rid of one super annoying hanyou, out pops up another.
The miko should technically be scared of Naraku, but he couldn't kill her. If he wanted to he would've done so when she wasn't conscious, so there was something else he wanted from her, but what? The stupid idiot wasn't giving out any hints as to what it was. She would have to come up with some way to get it out of him, as soon as he shut his mouth long enough for her to speak- anyway.
She wasn't responding well to his taunts and threats though, all though Naraku was quite positive it was only an act, one he could break through easily. The Miko can't stand up to his great power, and amazing wits. She might pretend to be un-harmed by his words, but he knew better.
"Inuyasha doesn't love you, miko."
"…."
"Last night, when I kidnapped you, he was with Kikiyou- it's a shame you had to see. They were so passionate… hmm no wonder you could run so fast, I didn't know your little-girl-legs had it in you."
"…"
How dare she, give me that I-don't-care-look! We are all ready aware of the true impact that my words have on her. The evil (but not so very bright) hanyou thought to himself, waiting patiently for that last string in his captive's soul to break (as if.) His uncharacteristic and strangely beautiful eyes narrowed in a semi-dangerous way.
Finally the priestess' chin lifted up and her deep brown eyes met with his dark purple ones- both swirling with intense power, like ying and yang. A smirk crept up on her pink lips, and her eyes gained a sparkle Naraku didn't like, didn't like at all, her lips opened to let out a squeaky-fan-girl-ish voice.
"Naru-Chan !!"
How dare she. How dare she give him this- this nickname!
"Oh Naru-Chaan how could you keep me locked up in these chains all day?" Her lower lip stuck out as she pouted.
He let out a low growl.
"Oohh, there is no need to growl at me Naraku- all I asked if why would you keep me locked up all day? There is nothing to do, these walls aren't very attractive, you know. Not like you."
How dare this miko play games with me. There is no need to get mad though, because Naraku always gets the last laugh, and this time no different.
"What, you're not in the mood to play? Fine, I'll entertain myself." Kagome turned away from him and started staring at an equally-boring wall that looked identical to the one before. Judging by the red slowly seeping in to Naraku's purple eyes, her little plan was working. Maybe he'll get so sick of me he'll throw me out.
Naraku's eyes widened slightly as the miko strained her index finger to point at the wall she was staring at, a pink light emerged it self out of her delicate finger and burned in to the wall, using this little "tool" she burned a heart in to the wall. The miko sure has ways to entertain her self. He thought to him self, but he was rather amused, too. Not at the events unfolding before him but at his new genius plan. Maybe I should let her in to the secret a little early.
"Miko, I would not be so happy if I were you."
"Oh, is that so Naraku? You do realise I can just as easily burn this little heart on to your forehead, maybe write my name in it." Kagome purred at him, malice seeping in to her voice.
"That would be very fitting for our future, miko."
Why did he emphasize the word our
"What makes you so sure the future will contain you and me at the same time, Naru-chan?" She practically spat the last words at him.
"Do not be so sure little miko." A trade mark smile crept on to Naraku's face, his eyes narrowed and the purple in his eyes misted up with pure evil. There was not a strand of pureness left in his heart, he pushed it all out along with his humanity- but Naraku couldn't get rid of it completely, there were doubts that even the jewel could get Onigumo completely out.
Kagome tried to muster up her dirtiest glare, and pictured her self squishing the monster in front of her with her shoe; he was technically a spider after all.
If only the world was so easy, one squish and our little planet is saved.
"So Naraku, what is this plan you speak so fondly of?"
"Well, dear Miko, that is for me to know- and for you to find out" with those last words, he gave her another smile he turned to leave.
How dare he! Kagome growled in frustration, and her miko powers took control as she let out a ray of pink light that landed on the (yet again identical) wall inches away from Naraku's face. The air sizzled from the impact of power and the ray left an imprint on the wall. Naraku just laughed at the miko and disappeared in to a different room, the massive door clicked as it locked behind him.
"Maybe I should have aimed it at your eye, jerk." She yelled after him. Her hands strained on the shackles once more.
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After some time, Kagome was still fuming- but not as much, she felt a little better but still wanted to squish a certain spider. Her eyes glared daggers at the door as she felt another aura coming.
"Kagura.."
"I'm so glad you know my name, miko" her smooth voice poured it self in to the room as she shoved the door shut behind her with her foot. Her arms were busy carrying a tray, with contents of which Kagome dare not eat, no matter how hungry she felt and how much her stomach complained. Never take food from your worst enemy.
"What do you want?" Kagome spat, still staring daggers at the witch.
"I just brought you some food, miko, what use are you if your starved to death?"
"How sweet of you to care." Kagome's usually chocolate brown eyes gained a red tint.
"Anything for my master's future mate." Kagura purred, as she dropped the tray by Kagome's form and left the room.
Mate?
MATE?
You have got to be kidding me. She screamed in her head. There is no way that will ever, ever happen.
Kagome would rather be dead. Why, oh why did she have to go and get in to a fight with that thick-headed dog boy, she would choose dealing with Kikiyou over being Naraku's mate any day.
The poor miko whimpered helplessly as she stared down at the tiny pool of blood around her arms from where the metal dug in to her sensitive flesh. Oh how she wished for her knight in a shining armour.
A.N. : How evil am I, eh? But that's okay, I love to torture innocent school girls. 3 Please do review or the next chapter will not come. : ((I, after all, do need a reason to write it, right?))
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