InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forest for the Trees ❯ ...Oops! ( Chapter 4 )

***MORE?!?! Eeh…sure why not. I've got some beer, music, and no life…I think I know where this is going now. Maybe. Maybe not….just got hit with some truly DEVINE inspiration. Some crazy shit gonna be goin down here.

Brace yourself…

Forest for the Trees

Chapter 4;

With Inuyasha seeking refuge in a tree and Sango soundly sleeping, Miroku and Kagome were seemingly alone. But Miroku looked confused, staring insipidly into the fire.

"Miroku? What is it?" Kagome asked, placing a hand upon his fore arm. With unconscious movement his hand sought hers, and his fingers twined there.

"I was thinking," Miroku stated, and paused as if to collect his thoughts. "I thought we were caught up on all the shards. It was my understanding that Kouga, Naraku and we; were the only ones in possession of them." His thumb rubbed a soothing rhythm on the side of her palm, and he looked at her questioningly.

Kagome's brow furrowed. "Your right." She murmured. "I wonder where these came from.." She held out her palm containing one large chunk and two small fragments. They glittered in the firelight and the two considered them.

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Naraku floated through a nondescript forest, far away from our motley crew of heroes. His vapid smile sending waves of distension through the various woodland creatures. Only the truly evil trailed behind this creature, moving mutely through the underbrush vaguely wondering where this furry white clad figure was heading.

The bringer of death and evil paused, his head cocking slightly to look over his shoulder. He sneered at the sight that met him and turned with angry movement to once again shoo away the rabbits that hopped along behind him. "Damned animals" he growled. His hand moved to rest on his chest, rubbing slightly against his breast bone. He had gradually become more and more fatigued during the course of his travels.

His head dropped in puzzlement. What could be going on inside him? Did he need a new body? He had already absorbed all of his incarnations, and collected as many jewel shards as possible. So many strange occurrences! First the jewel had separated back into its fragmented state; he could only guess at what that could mean, then Kikyo's amorous advances, the more rapid appearance of the scar on his back, the rabbits, and now this weakness.

With a heavy sigh he pushes the baboon face off his head and gives the forest a blank look. Where the hell was he? His plans for world domination were defiantly not going as planned. Who would have thought it would be so time involved and difficult?

His hand reaches for the small leather bag that held the jewel shards. Just feeling the softness of the pouch brought a smile to his face. Fingering said bag he stops. Shocked, disbelieving his hand grips it, nails digging trenches in the material.

The forest seemed to still, it waited with baited breath for his next move. It was as if time stopped. As if there was a chasm being torn in the space time continuum. The delicate tapestry that wove events, fate, the cloth that beautifully depicted the trials and tribulations of all; was unraveling. Guilty fingers pulling loose threads, unheeded, uncaring of the consequences. Naraku drew a ragged breath, and looked down…

On the silent forest floor lay his hard won bounty. Darkly shining from between leaves and sticks were a few shards. Too few. Like an old man he shakily knelt on the ground, trembling fingers hovering over the things that had become his life. His crimson eyes darted to the leather carrier he so adored, and fastened on the small rip in the corner. So trained on this monstrosity was he, that he didn't notice the small brown cottontail that appeared at his side. More so he didn't notice its departure, or the glittering beacon it held in its mouth.

Tense fingers curled once again around the thing that was so small, so tiny in the pure scope of things; and yet this small- almost minute thing had cost him so much. This thing he had drawn so much pride from, this poorly constructed bag. He drew another shaky breath…

"Fuck."

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"Huh," Kagome breathed out, closing her fist over the three pieces till they became one. "I mean its not like Naraku would drop them or anything." She said with a smile directed at her favorite monk. He grinned back, still comfortable holding her hand, and then began to laugh.

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***Really short chapter. I had to get it out or I would forget it. Add to that I've had like five beers, I'm surprised I can spell. I was going to have Naraku prance through the woods collecting his shards…rabbits hopping along behind him of course…but I had a feeling that would just be too weird.

I'm thinking Kagome will be getting some next chapter, I just couldn't write sex tonight. I tried, my fingers refused. I'll see if I can get another chapter up tomorrow night. Reviews do make me work…or at least consider it.