She lunged at him, only to have herself slammed against a nearby tree. The girl gasped for air as Naraku began to crush her, applying more pressure onto her body. Finally, she managed to choke, “Put me down!!!”
Intrigued as to what she would try next, Naraku replied in a small laugh, “As you wish.” He released the tentacle that held her up and she fell to her knees, once again gasping for air.
It had only been a few seconds and she had not recovered all her breath, but she wanted him dead and she wanted it now. She lifted her head and stared at Naraku with cold eyes, an angry growl escaping her throat. She sprang up, claws extended. “DIE!!!” There was a loud whoosh and finally a thud as the girl fell to her knees; blood splattering on her legs and the ground around her. The pain was so intense, it was unbearable. The only reason she had not yet fallen over in agony was Naraku’s tentacle, supporting her from collapsing to the firm ground.
Just as a sword pierces through cloth, Naraku had punctured the girl’s stomach with his tentacle until it wriggled out her back. Already as pale as the dead, the girl tried to speak. “But I…”
Unable to finish her words Naraku began to pull back the baboon pelt. “Aww, that looks painful.” His face now fully exposed, he pulled his long, dark, wavy hair from under the pelt and let it fall down his back. Blue eyes showed that he found no better pleasure then watching others suffer. He turned his lips into a crooked smile. “You see, if only you had never run off, it would never have come to this.”
The girl tried to speak again, finding it harder to keep consciousness. “Naraku… you’re…gonna…” Naraku tightly grasped her chin, not caring that the blood from her mouth was now covering his fingers. His face paused inches away from hers, just enough so that she could feel his warm breath on her cold cheeks.
“It’s a shame too, you’re quite pretty,” he murmured, his tone mocking. “I would stop talking if I were you. You’re just wasting your energy.” The girl knelt there, expressionless, unable to move as tears streamed from her eyes.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” Naraku reached into the girl’s clothes and pulled out the shard that she had placed there. Finally, he retracted the tentacle from her stomach, making a gruesome noise as it did. The girl weakly held her wounded flesh as Naraku began to leave. “Oh, and Yume… Say hello to Kunai for me.” He chuckled and disappeared into the borders of the forest.
It was over now. She wondered if this had been worth dying for. “Kunai…” she managed to whisper as the life left her body, and she collapsed onto the ground, letting the blood from her wound surround her to become the only warmth she would find in death.
