InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Confusion ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3

 

It'd been six days since Leilani had approached the dark hanyou with her offer, and she had yet to hear a word from him and it seemed that her well-thought out plan wasn't going to work. As she lay on her stomach on her make-shift straw bed, she considered what to do.

 

It seemed the only logical thing to do would be to just pack up and leave. There was no possible way she'd be able to defeat her enemy alone. She was self-confident, but she knew well enough not to overestimate her strength. She could always go back to the group of travelers who'd told her about Naraku in the first place, the dog hanyou with them did seem pretty strong. Then again, that would make her another strong enemy she definitely didn't want and couldn't afford to have: Naraku. That is, if he wasn't planning on killing her already anyways, which was yet another reason she should get her ass out of Dodge.

 

With a sigh she flopped onto her back. She really didn't want to have to give up yet. If she had to go back to the future, it could be months, maybe even years before she saw Nibori again. He was probably the hardest person to track that she'd ever met. Even if he went back to the future a week after her, she might never find him again. What a waste of an excellent opportunity it would be to just go home.

 

After a couple hours of thinking everything over, she decided that she'd give Naraku three more days to make his answer known. If she still knew nothing then, she'd leave and hope like hell she could get this far again. With that decision made she closed her eyes and a couple minutes later drifted off into a dreamless sleep…

 

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Her eyes flew open. She was suddenly wide awake. Something had woken her up. But what? There was someone in the room, she could feel it. It wasn't the demon though; it didn't feel like a demon.

 

My sword, she thought quickly as she rolled to her side and started to stand at the same time. Her hand wrapped around her sword just as a rather large piece of wood connected itself with the back of her head. Instantly she slumped forward, body limp.

 

“I got her boss!” she heard a male voice yell just as she lost consciousness.

 

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Naraku landed outside of the dilapidated hut in a purple and black swirl of miasma, wearing his usual baboon disguise. It was time to make his next appearance to the girl and give her his answer, she'd waited long enough as it was.

 

As he entered the small hut, he immediately knew that Leilani wasn't in it.

 

Where could the little human have gone? He wondered as his gaze swept the room. It's too late to go gathering food, and from what Kagura reported, she has no one she's been meeting with her.

 

His eyes finally rested on her odd looking purple bag in the corner of the room. He noticed it looked very much like the one Inuyasha's priestess from the future carried. More importantly, though, the bag was still there. The girl had never left her cabin without it.

 

He sniffed the air for a moment and quickly became aware of a couple of drops of human blood on the floor next to a pill of straw. He knelt down and examined it; it was definitely the girl's blood.

 

Damn it, he thought as he got up and headed out of the hut. Someone had taken the girl, and with her his chances at getting jewel shards.

 

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For the second time that night, Leilani's eyes flew open. For a second she couldn't remember what happened or why there was a throbbing pain coming from the side of her head and warm red blood running down the side of her face. She tried to lift her hand to the wound on her head, but found she couldn't. Her hands were bound tightly together by a strong piece of rope.

 

Next she tried to move her feet, but they, too, were tied together. She was attempting, unsuccessfully, to get to her feet when she heard a voice say, “Hey, she's awake.” As a hard kick was made to her ribs she suddenly remembered what had happened earlier that night. That was the same voice she'd heard speaking to her before she'd woken up here.

 

A large grimly-looking man grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her roughly to her knees. She winced. “What the fuck do you want?” she asked, making sure her tone was calm.

 

“Nibori's got a message for ya.” At the sound of a different voice she looked up. Standing in front of her were three more men, no more pleasant looking than the first. None of them appeared to be more than low-class bandits.

 

“Looks like Nibori's getting desperate,” she said with a slight smirk, talking more to herself than them. “Now what's the message?”

 

The thug who'd just spoken kicked her hard in the face, sending her to the ground with a thunck. “This is the message.” Not a moment later he was standing over her again, sending another sharp kick to her ribs. The other three joined him then, laughing with undisguised bloodlust as they beat the defenseless girl.

 

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Naraku could smell the blood, sweet and sharp, from miles away. It'd taken awhile, longer than he liked, but he'd finally gotten the right smell. While searching for Leilani he'd discovered a few destroyed carts with a surprising amount of dead humans littering the ground around them. With all that human blood in the air it'd been hard to find the girl's, but he was sure he had the right scent now.

 

Moving quickly and effortlessly along the forest path he arrived at the scene in minutes. Leilani was lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious. Four disgusting looking human men stood around her, a couple of them still giving her small kicks to the side.

 

“Eh, she's out of it,” one of the men said. None of them had noticed Naraku standing in the shadows not six feet away from them. “Guess we'll have to wait till she wakes up for more fun.” With that the bandit spit on Leilani and turned away. The other's followed suit and followed their apparent leader.

 

With a smirk Naraku stepped out of the shadows, walking silently behind them. At the sound of a twig snapping one of the bandits turned around. “Hey, who the hell are you?!” All of the bandits pulled out their swords and held them intimidatingly in Naraku's direction.

 

“So you have to tie up a woman to beat her?” Naraku asked, paying no mind the pathetic humans' weapons. “Was she too much for the four of you to handle?”

 

The bandit closest to Naraku rushed at him, swinging his sword, apparently trying to chop off the demons head. Naraku effortlessly grabbed the sword as it neared him and pulled it out of the shocked human's hands. With a hint of boredom Naraku turned the sword around so that he was holding the hilt and, moving faster than human eyes could have seen, sliced the bandit in half.

 

As the body hit the ground the other bandits attacked. Naraku cleanly sidestepped an attack from one of the oncoming thugs. Pathetic, he thought to himself, no skill at all. Suppressing a yawn he dropped his sword and dug his clawed hand through the chest of one of the men. He threw the body to the side and grabbed another one of the men by the head and twisted hard, breaking the man's neck.

 

Naraku turned to the last of the bandits. The bandit was standing still, a fearful look on his face that made Naraku laugh. The bandit turned and took off running. A brown tentacle came out from underneath Naraku's baboon suit and shot after the bandit, going right through the back of his skull.

 

With all of the bandits sufficiently dead Naraku turned to the still unconscious girl. Kneeling beside her he examined her wounds more closely. Nothing too bad. Quite a lot of scratches and bruises, but nothing she wouldn't easily recover from. Good, his jewel shards were safe and he'd have her in his debt.