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Snow
Nightingale
Chapter Two – Snow
…
Kagome had been ten years old when everything she knew had been destroyed and she had all at once, become something that no adolescent should have ever been allowed to become.
But she had a heart loving enough that could withstand it, a soul big enough to hold it, and blood powerful enough to handle it. That didn’t mean it was her choice though. Everything had been quick and jumbled. Flashes of blades, shards of pain, smoke from fires and echoing screams and shouts, all just fragments of a distant memory.
When Kagome had woken up days later after the destruction of all that she knew and loved, she had been greeted by the sight of Naraku and his father, Onigumo. He’d been younger then, though just as cruel and sadistic as he was now, perhaps even more so than his father who had passed away a few years later in battle, or so she had been told.
And at the age of sixteen, Naraku had her golden cage erected and no longer was she able to roam the fortress halls or see the blue skies, or even feel the drops of spring rain splash across her skin. In the days of her youth, she had taken all of this for granted, never imagining that in a horrifying moment it would all be ripped from her grasp and thrust into the shadows of captivity and loneliness.
Four long years of watching life pass her by behind the golden bars of her cage left her yearning…desperately…to be anywhere but here.
…
“Ban?”
“Yes Kagome?”
“What season is it?”
“Winter.”
“And is the snow just as white as I remember? Like a soft white blanket across the land?”
“Aa. It just snowed last night.”
Kagome smiled sadly as she lay on the soft furs of her cage. “I miss everything Ban…will you not let me out for a moment?”
He sat just outside the golden bars, heart aching with her sadness. “You know I cannot. Naraku-sama would have my head.”
A tear slipped down her temple, disappeared into the softness beneath her.
“I’m sorry Kagome…” He whispered as his dark eyes glanced at her prone form, sprawled like a colorful painting and so close for him to touch.
He’d been her constant, her only companion for several years now. At times he pitied her, felt terribly sad that she was forced to endure a life of captivity and other times, all he wanted to do was comply with her simple request and watch the happiness wash over her lonely expression. And Kagome was such a beautiful woman too. Inside and out.
Bankotsu had grown fond of her over the years, had grown to love Naraku’s precious caged nightingale with the loneliest bluest blue eyes he’d ever seen.
“It’s okay Ban. I know you’d let me out if you could.”
And he’d move heaven and earth too.
“You should eat.” He murmured, scooting the shiny tray closer to her. “Naraku-sama wouldn’t be pleased if he found you half starved.”
“Will you tell me your latest mission then?” Kagome smiled as she sat up, carefully grasping the small bowl of hot soup and letting the heat warm the palms of her hands.
“Whatever you wish.” Bankotsu made himself comfortable and leaned his back against the gold cage that sat in the glowing circular room of Naraku’s citadel.
“Where did this one lead you?” She asked, taking a sip.
“Through the snow covered forest and into the Western Lands…”
…
“You shouldn’t feed her such stories Bankotsu. You’re only making it harder on her.” Naraku said as he slithered into the room, crimson eyes immediately drawn to Kagome who’d fallen asleep.
“I cannot deny her.” He bit out.
The half demon turned mocking eyes on him. “She is mine. Do not forget whom you serve Ban.”
“Of course Naraku-sama.” He nodded, bowed and left the room, clenching his fists and reigning in his sudden hatred.
He tsked as the door closed, shaking his head at the sleeping woman. “He’s fallen for you my pet. Do you see what you do to others? You are something they see but cannot touch, something they want but cannot have.” His hand threaded through her silky black hair, sensed the strong pulse within her react to his dark touch. He could taste her power, feel it rush to the surface and stop just beneath her soft skin.
“I will have you Kagome, all of you, before the new moon rises.”
…to be continued…
Chapter Two – Snow
…
Kagome had been ten years old when everything she knew had been destroyed and she had all at once, become something that no adolescent should have ever been allowed to become.
But she had a heart loving enough that could withstand it, a soul big enough to hold it, and blood powerful enough to handle it. That didn’t mean it was her choice though. Everything had been quick and jumbled. Flashes of blades, shards of pain, smoke from fires and echoing screams and shouts, all just fragments of a distant memory.
When Kagome had woken up days later after the destruction of all that she knew and loved, she had been greeted by the sight of Naraku and his father, Onigumo. He’d been younger then, though just as cruel and sadistic as he was now, perhaps even more so than his father who had passed away a few years later in battle, or so she had been told.
And at the age of sixteen, Naraku had her golden cage erected and no longer was she able to roam the fortress halls or see the blue skies, or even feel the drops of spring rain splash across her skin. In the days of her youth, she had taken all of this for granted, never imagining that in a horrifying moment it would all be ripped from her grasp and thrust into the shadows of captivity and loneliness.
Four long years of watching life pass her by behind the golden bars of her cage left her yearning…desperately…to be anywhere but here.
…
“Ban?”
“Yes Kagome?”
“What season is it?”
“Winter.”
“And is the snow just as white as I remember? Like a soft white blanket across the land?”
“Aa. It just snowed last night.”
Kagome smiled sadly as she lay on the soft furs of her cage. “I miss everything Ban…will you not let me out for a moment?”
He sat just outside the golden bars, heart aching with her sadness. “You know I cannot. Naraku-sama would have my head.”
A tear slipped down her temple, disappeared into the softness beneath her.
“I’m sorry Kagome…” He whispered as his dark eyes glanced at her prone form, sprawled like a colorful painting and so close for him to touch.
He’d been her constant, her only companion for several years now. At times he pitied her, felt terribly sad that she was forced to endure a life of captivity and other times, all he wanted to do was comply with her simple request and watch the happiness wash over her lonely expression. And Kagome was such a beautiful woman too. Inside and out.
Bankotsu had grown fond of her over the years, had grown to love Naraku’s precious caged nightingale with the loneliest bluest blue eyes he’d ever seen.
“It’s okay Ban. I know you’d let me out if you could.”
And he’d move heaven and earth too.
“You should eat.” He murmured, scooting the shiny tray closer to her. “Naraku-sama wouldn’t be pleased if he found you half starved.”
“Will you tell me your latest mission then?” Kagome smiled as she sat up, carefully grasping the small bowl of hot soup and letting the heat warm the palms of her hands.
“Whatever you wish.” Bankotsu made himself comfortable and leaned his back against the gold cage that sat in the glowing circular room of Naraku’s citadel.
“Where did this one lead you?” She asked, taking a sip.
“Through the snow covered forest and into the Western Lands…”
…
“You shouldn’t feed her such stories Bankotsu. You’re only making it harder on her.” Naraku said as he slithered into the room, crimson eyes immediately drawn to Kagome who’d fallen asleep.
“I cannot deny her.” He bit out.
The half demon turned mocking eyes on him. “She is mine. Do not forget whom you serve Ban.”
“Of course Naraku-sama.” He nodded, bowed and left the room, clenching his fists and reigning in his sudden hatred.
He tsked as the door closed, shaking his head at the sleeping woman. “He’s fallen for you my pet. Do you see what you do to others? You are something they see but cannot touch, something they want but cannot have.” His hand threaded through her silky black hair, sensed the strong pulse within her react to his dark touch. He could taste her power, feel it rush to the surface and stop just beneath her soft skin.
“I will have you Kagome, all of you, before the new moon rises.”
…to be continued…