InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Siu ❯ The Second Mouth ( Chapter 9 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: dawnsama 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.10.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 342 | Visits: 190 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.10.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 342 | Visits: 190 | Status: Completed
For: iyfic_challenge Week 26 drabble "food"
Word Count: 269
Word Count: 269
Summary: The Kazaana is not a picky eater.
The Second Mouth
Although Miroku likes food very much, especially those of fine quality and taste, he detests his second mouth, that cursed hole in his hand. He thinks, one morning, that he would love nothing more than to starve his second mouth until it shrinks and dwindles away. But it doesn't make this easy for Miroku, and as he lives on, Miroku develops a grudging appreciation for the vast array of food making up its appetite.
Whether or not its food breathes and bleeds makes no difference to it; the Kazaana will eat it all, for, unfortunately, it is not picky in the least. Whatever Miroku lets it loose on, youkai, human, animal, anything will do, it slurps it up with wind as its tongue, gulping pieces and bodies greedily and forcing them through a hole, a hole they could not possibly fit through but do anyway, into darkness and unknown. With the Kazaana, what comes in does not come out.
Miroku wants desperately to starve this second mouth of food, but as life has it, the only way to use it as a weapon is to feed it directly. So, with a set mouth and face, Miroku continues to provide sustenance for the Kazaana, knowing that protecting his friends is shortening his life with every feeding.
But, Miroku contemplates that morning, it's not as though he minds dying if his friends live on. He knows that one day, his second mouth will eat him whole, and Miroku needs his friends to live on after that happens. He can only hope that his second mouth will not take them with him.
Although Miroku likes food very much, especially those of fine quality and taste, he detests his second mouth, that cursed hole in his hand. He thinks, one morning, that he would love nothing more than to starve his second mouth until it shrinks and dwindles away. But it doesn't make this easy for Miroku, and as he lives on, Miroku develops a grudging appreciation for the vast array of food making up its appetite.
Whether or not its food breathes and bleeds makes no difference to it; the Kazaana will eat it all, for, unfortunately, it is not picky in the least. Whatever Miroku lets it loose on, youkai, human, animal, anything will do, it slurps it up with wind as its tongue, gulping pieces and bodies greedily and forcing them through a hole, a hole they could not possibly fit through but do anyway, into darkness and unknown. With the Kazaana, what comes in does not come out.
Miroku wants desperately to starve this second mouth of food, but as life has it, the only way to use it as a weapon is to feed it directly. So, with a set mouth and face, Miroku continues to provide sustenance for the Kazaana, knowing that protecting his friends is shortening his life with every feeding.
But, Miroku contemplates that morning, it's not as though he minds dying if his friends live on. He knows that one day, his second mouth will eat him whole, and Miroku needs his friends to live on after that happens. He can only hope that his second mouth will not take them with him.