InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stream of Consciousness: A LiveJournal Collection ❯ Attack of the Conscience ( Chapter 83 )
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By: King Baka 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.28.2011 | Updated On: 02.28.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 713 | Visits: 750 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.28.2011 | Updated On: 02.28.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 713 | Visits: 750 | Status: Completed
Title: Attack of the Conscience
Community: IB4Y
Theme: “It’s funny how the seemingly quiet, are the ones to be most wary of.”
Place Earned: none
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Canon
Word count: 499
Summary: Naraku is visited by something he thought he eliminated long ago.
Warnings: none
Attack of the Conscience
Naraku brooded in his gloomy chamber, concocting his next insidious plot to eradicate the Inu-gang. He cackled gleefully, his mirth only subsiding when an unknown voice sounded inside his head.
*Hey asshole. Long time no see*
What? Who the hell are you?
*Don’t you recognize your own conscience?*
Naraku frowned. I thought I got rid of you fifty years ago.
*Hehehe, nope. You did send me into a spiraling hopeless depression though. For the longest time I stood quietly by while you committed evil deeds. About a year ago, I left to get professional help—meaning I saw a really good shrink—and now I’m back, ready to make you feel GUILT again! Now, let’s just see what you’ve been up to while I was gone…*
Naraku smirked, knowing this was going to be good.
*OH, MERCIFUL KAMI!!! Y-you are the single most diabolical, despicable person on this entire planet!*
Thank you.
*It wasn’t a compliment! That’s it; you’re going to go apologize right now to all the people you’ve hurt.*
The hell I am!
*You wanna bet on that, tough guy?*
“Kagura! Kagura!”
“What?” the wind sorceress snapped, more than a little weirded out by her master’s excited demeanor.
“I’m sorry for keeping you as a slave and locking you in chains and making you do my bidding. Here’s your heart. Now go! Use it to find peace and love!” He finished his inconceivable statement in a sing-song voice, like a bird chirping in the morning. Then he hugged her briefly around the shoulders, took her hand and placed a fleshy lump in it. Finally he skipped off down the corridor, humming softly to himself.
Kagura stood there for a long time, wondering when she would wake up. At last it dawned on her that this was real. What the hell just happened?
“Kikyou! I’m sorry for tricking you and killing you and—”
“Putrid filth!” the miko cried as she loosed an arrow.
“WAAAH!”
“Inuyasha! I’m sorry for everyth—”
“Kongousouha!”
“W AAAH!”
The following morning found the once mighty dark hanyou weeping pitifully near a small forest stream.
“Oh cruel conscience,” he cried dramatically, “how will I ever make amends for all my wrongdoing?”
*Beats me. Now that you’re a blubbering mess, my job here is done*
Then he was gone. Naraku descended into wracking sobs once more.
“It looks like he’s been jumping off that same cliff all afternoon,” Jaken muttered disgustedly. As he watched, Naraku again pulled himself out of his self-made crater and started clambering up the steep slope which would lead to yet another futile, plunging attempt to end his life. Jaken snorted; such a pitiful creature was not even worthy of Sesshoumaru-sama’s disdain.
“He must have had an attack of morality. Our seemingly quiet emotions are the ones we should be most wary of. I guess it just goes to show that you can never really get rid of your conscience.”
“Nonsense,” his master declared. “This Sesshoumaru exterminated his conscience long ago.”
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Community: IB4Y
Theme: “It’s funny how the seemingly quiet, are the ones to be most wary of.”
Place Earned: none
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Canon
Word count: 499
Summary: Naraku is visited by something he thought he eliminated long ago.
Warnings: none
Attack of the Conscience
Naraku brooded in his gloomy chamber, concocting his next insidious plot to eradicate the Inu-gang. He cackled gleefully, his mirth only subsiding when an unknown voice sounded inside his head.
*Hey asshole. Long time no see*
What? Who the hell are you?
*Don’t you recognize your own conscience?*
Naraku frowned. I thought I got rid of you fifty years ago.
*Hehehe, nope. You did send me into a spiraling hopeless depression though. For the longest time I stood quietly by while you committed evil deeds. About a year ago, I left to get professional help—meaning I saw a really good shrink—and now I’m back, ready to make you feel GUILT again! Now, let’s just see what you’ve been up to while I was gone…*
Naraku smirked, knowing this was going to be good.
*OH, MERCIFUL KAMI!!! Y-you are the single most diabolical, despicable person on this entire planet!*
Thank you.
*It wasn’t a compliment! That’s it; you’re going to go apologize right now to all the people you’ve hurt.*
The hell I am!
*You wanna bet on that, tough guy?*
“Kagura! Kagura!”
“What?” the wind sorceress snapped, more than a little weirded out by her master’s excited demeanor.
“I’m sorry for keeping you as a slave and locking you in chains and making you do my bidding. Here’s your heart. Now go! Use it to find peace and love!” He finished his inconceivable statement in a sing-song voice, like a bird chirping in the morning. Then he hugged her briefly around the shoulders, took her hand and placed a fleshy lump in it. Finally he skipped off down the corridor, humming softly to himself.
Kagura stood there for a long time, wondering when she would wake up. At last it dawned on her that this was real. What the hell just happened?
“Kikyou! I’m sorry for tricking you and killing you and—”
“Putrid filth!” the miko cried as she loosed an arrow.
“WAAAH!”
“Inuyasha! I’m sorry for everyth—”
“Kongousouha!”
“W AAAH!”
The following morning found the once mighty dark hanyou weeping pitifully near a small forest stream.
“Oh cruel conscience,” he cried dramatically, “how will I ever make amends for all my wrongdoing?”
*Beats me. Now that you’re a blubbering mess, my job here is done*
Then he was gone. Naraku descended into wracking sobs once more.
“It looks like he’s been jumping off that same cliff all afternoon,” Jaken muttered disgustedly. As he watched, Naraku again pulled himself out of his self-made crater and started clambering up the steep slope which would lead to yet another futile, plunging attempt to end his life. Jaken snorted; such a pitiful creature was not even worthy of Sesshoumaru-sama’s disdain.
“He must have had an attack of morality. Our seemingly quiet emotions are the ones we should be most wary of. I guess it just goes to show that you can never really get rid of your conscience.”
“Nonsense,” his master declared. “This Sesshoumaru exterminated his conscience long ago.”
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