AN: Hello! Like I promised I posted another chapter in the same day,Ihope you all like this one as much you all like the others. To those who have reveiw and/or have not got the chance to yet, thank you.
Poll: Harry(Kumo) Sub or Dom?
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A redden women looked down at him with her wand dwarn on his form. Matching color hair were standing behind her with their wands drawn as well, but with sudden frowns on their faces as if they didn't understand why.
A pair of red orbs stared him down with a mercy smile upon his thin snake like lips.
Green stared back at him in the mirror. Dark blackness surround his eyes like smoke. Lines of green form a small spider web below his left eye. Old english numbers surrounded the pointed edges of the web like a clock. The numbers only seemed to darken as he stared.
Red orbs were the last thing to see before that green light of his wand had engulf his body. He was in a motionless river of time as the darkness consume him. Voices whispered against his skin, creasing it like a lover with their words. His name was being called, but by who?
Kumo woke with a startled gasp as the voices above him kept getting louder. He hissed as he tried to cover his ears, but his fingers wouldn't move. He tried to move anything, nothing moved. Kumo growled as felt trapped in his own body. Suddenly the voices stoped and twin pair of eyes moved down at him. He felt a small dry like hiss left his throat feeling dry.
He felt his chin be lifted up and smooth surface touch his lips before a coolness slipped between his lips. He gulped the water the fast as he can and once the wooden spoon was gone, Kumo blinked his eyes before looking over to his side.
"Rin." He stated with a smile. "Toad." Then stated with such distain that his lips turned into a slight snarl. The toad looked taken back before a snarl left the creature's lips. Kumo growled, but a spoon had lightly tap his head and with a crack sounding in the air, Kumo looked at the child once agian. She wore a frown upon her lips and with her hands on her hips. He chuckled at the sight she made.
"Kumo needs to behave." She ordered as she gave him a child like glare. Kumo smiled softly as he nod his head in surrender and followed her orders. He felt her little hands upon him agian checking his wounds that he had gotten.
"Rin," Kumo started out after he had woken up for their last meal of the day. Rin's small child like eyes glanced over to him and dropped her spoon in her bowl and gave him her attention. Kumo frown slightly as he looked around the camp and pointed out: "Lord Sesshomaru is not here."
"Lord Sesshomaru worried about Kumo. Lord Sesshomaru went to find healer." Rin answered as she looked at Kumo. Kumo frowned as he looked down at his hands. Was he that bad?
"Kumo fell, been out for two weeks." Rin answered the unasked question before returning to her food. Kumo's frown dropped in shock.
"Thank you." He muttered as he tried to remember why he had past out to begain with.
Red. Magic. Rune circle. Flesh. Witches.
Kumo closed his eyes as memories mixed together. Memories of the old mixing with the recent ones. Kumo tried to shake his thoughts away, but not even relaxing his mind had worked.
He felt a small tug to his sleeve and in wonder, he looked down at the small child that had gripped him. Kumo lifted her up slowly and placed her in his lap. He felt the child snuggle agianst his chest and with his arms wrapped around her, he slid to his side with less effort than he thought he would need and fell asleep.
He was running. Running for his life. He could feel the heat of spells run past him as their curses rang and echoed behind him as he pasted trees. Shadows of the night cased him in their welcoming arms and he hide behind them as they chased an unknown figure in the distance. He was always running. Always running.
He was running agian, but this time he had small legs. He must be a child for that was the only welcoming conculsion that he could come up with. He heard their shouts and pounding feet come closer and closer. He wanted to get far away and with that he found himself upon a building. The roof of his school, in fact.
He wasn't running, but a thick darkness consumed him. He felt his arms become dead weight as his eyes felt heavey. He wanted to close them, but something told him to keep them opened. He felt the sudden burst of heat start at his core before spreading. He wanted to scream. He went to open his mouth, but no sounds could pass the lump of pressure in his throat. The dark lord stood before him. Tears fell down his cheeks as that mercy smirk spread thin lips as a harsh glare entered those redden orbs. Pale thin hands lifted up a smoking object, the men's wand, and pointed it at his chest. The green curse of killing curse was fired at him.
Kumo woke to himself screaming hoarsely with his hands being held by a strong grip. His eyes untrianed, Kumo growled and hiss as he fought agianst the restriants. Claws broke flesh, but those hands never lifted from his wrist. He fought harder. Next his legs were raising and before anyone knew what he was doing, his legs had wrapped around the upper body of the other body and he flipped them off his body.
Hands free, Kumo lifted himself off the ground but his legs felt weak to be on. He frowned as he looked down. His legs were in banages for some reason and for the life of himself he couldn't figure it out why. He felt strong thin fingers wrap around his throat and held him in place. His head tilted to the side as much movement was possable. He lost himself to his thoughts for a moment to see if he could take advantage of the situation.
Thin fingers loosen just the slights when those blank green eyes looked away from his form, but to his hand. He watch how the other demon slowly took in the situation,but he didn't noticed the hand that was being raised. Claws were posed over him just over his neck, but the strike never came. The sharp sherll voice of his ward had the dark hair demon looking sharply towards the child. Slowly the color returned to those emerld colored eyes.
"Rin?" A soft gasp like whisper escaped the demon's lips before he fell limped in his hold. Relaseing his grip, the demon lord let the pale neck go and let the other fall into his chest. He slowly brought the demon onto the make-shift bed with carefullness before facing the healer that he had brought.
"Heal." He ordered before standing to the side, but still closer just incase he had to act fast.
Harry felt thin arms wrap around his body as he slowly returned. The darkness behind is eyes lids remind him of the fngers digging into him. The cold fury that entered his soul was crashing agianst the inner cage that he had place it in. He felt those fingers slowly start to roam his form. He jerked and then felt nothing.
AN: Well? Let me know what you all thought of it! Thanks.