The sun was shining brightly in a deep blue sky above feudal Japan; a few wisps of clouds floated by, but never daring to block the sun and its bright yellow rays. Within these warming yellow rays of the mighty fire ball in the sky; a hanyou stood holding a miko in his arms and to any onlooker they would seem to be lovers.

Yet to those who knew these beings knew that they weren't in love with each other. No; the miko and the hanyou were deep seeded enemies, yet suddenly they were bound to each other, one knew it and the other didn't…

Naraku took a deep breath as he tried to calm his ire. They were getting nowhere and neither knew what the other was talking about; well in her case anyway. Yet he wasn't sure he really wanted her to know that he could feel what she was feeling, as nothing good was going to come of it; of that he was sure. However he also knew that she was smarter than the average woman of the times and much to his constant ire she was much too perceptive; nearly rivaling his own powers of perception. Things were not looking good for him and he did not like it one bit.

His deep crimson eyes narrowed to deadly little slits as he felt her powers flowing through her little body. "Suppress your powers woman or I will destroy you." He growled.

Kagome stared hard at him. "You will be a pile of dirty black ash before a single octopus tentacle wiggles its way out of your filthy body."

Now he didn't know why and quite frankly was disgusted with his sudden line of thinking as well as with the words that spilled from his mouth. "My body is not filthy."

Kagome smirked in spite of herself and her current situation. "A little vain are we?"

Naraku ground his teeth together as he stared at her. "Do not mock me." He hissed darkly.

"Don't get mad at me because you're arrogant." She shook her head in annoyance at him. "You're the one bellowing that your body isn't filthy."

"I am not bellowing." He hissed back.

"Fine!" She bit out. "Your body isn't filthy! Gawd; get over your… Ugh…" She groaned as the pain in her belly and the pain in her head suddenly decided to gang up on her. "Kill me now." She moaned.

"With pleasure." Naraku bit out against the sudden onslaught of pain in his head and gut.

"I didn't mean literally." Kagome huffed in irritation. She didn't know what the hell was going on here. Here she was, legs wrapped around Naraku's waist, him holding her up, and them arguing like they were boyfriend/girlfriend or at the very least good friends who could do this sort of thing with each other. She stared at him with furrowed brows as her oddly colored blue eyes locked with his even more oddly colored crimsons. "Do you find this as bizarre as I do?"

"Miko none of this is making any sense." He stated with a sigh of annoyance.

"So what IS going on here exactly?"

"I am here to destroy you." He growled in her face.

Kagome leaned in until they were nose to nose. "And I will purify you the second you even try it."

They were right back to where they started and really he did not like it one bit. There had to be an end to this situation and one that would give him victory and one where she would end up dead. However; she wasn't exactly easy to kill and had a tendency to become even more troublesome and quite the thorn in his side when he would fail in killing her. Perhaps he wasn't destined to kill her…. No… he was destined to kill her; it was just a matter of actually committing the act of taking her life, and in that is where the problem lies… she never dies like the worthless human is should.

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From the pond, through the small village, past the trees of the forest, hidden in a small clearing there seemed to be a gathering. This wasn't a mob, a war party, or even a group of men gathering for a hunt… No; this was a group of terrified men that were well acquainted with a miko and understood the meaning to the ninth day of the month and the threat that loomed over their heads; especially an inuhanyou and a hoshi.

"How long do you think we should stay out here?" Miroku questioned his hanyou friend standing next to him.

Gold eyes locked with violet as the hanyou bristled slightly. "Forever?" His little pointy doggie ears plastered to his head. "This is Kagome we are talking about."

Miroku nodded his head in agreement and complete understanding. It had only taken once to learn just how terrifying Kagome could be on the ninth… he was unconscious for nearly two days and nursed a black eye for two weeks. Who knew that sweet, innocent, loving little Kagome could throw a shoe that hard and with such precision that she managed to not only connect the heel of her shoe with his eye; but with enough force to knock him to the ground and force him to hit his head on a rock.

The hoshi sighed. "Well then perhaps we should make camp while we wait for our friend to return."

Inuyasha nodded his head as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Every fuckin month we have to put up with this shit!" He growled. "No other female acts like this!" He threw his hands out in exasperation; effectively knocking his hoshi friend to the ground.

The hanyou looked down at his friend sprawled out in the dead leaves of the forest and grunted before he gave a small kick to Miroku's side. "This ain't no time for takin a nap. We gotta get camp ready."

Miroku glared up at the hanyou. "I hope Kagome finds you." He mumbled under his breath; forgetting about the hanyou's sensitive hearing.

Inuyasha jerked his friend to his feet and nearly snarled in his face. "I will kill you if I scent Kagome anywhere near here!"

Miroku widened his eyes and stared at the hard gold glowering at him. "I swear you won't see a single strand of Kagome's hair anywhere near here." He nodded as convincingly as possible.

Inuyasha stared at him for a moment longer before he dropped him to the ground. "Keh" he grunted then took off into the forest to hunt for their little band of hideaways.