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RATING: PG
GENRE: Intro
SUMMARY: Kohaku. During his time at Hakureizan.
WORDCOUNT: 726
NOTES: Light spoilers for the Hakureizan-arc.

Written for cowgirled


DECISION

by Leni



Kohaku can count with his fingers the number of people he's talked to since he can remember.

First is always Naraku, of course. But the older man (thing) only gives him orders. Go there and do that. Act as messenger with the Shichinin-tai and make sure nobody but us gets the Shikon shards. Those are things Kohaku can do. But once he was ordered to raise his weapon against a little girl. He was so close to doing it. Naraku's voice whispering how easy it would be, how he'd be welcomed back if he obeyed. Kohaku remembered taking the kusarigama from behind his back, caressing the dull edge and knowing that it wouldn't hurt. It'd be just a second of red, a shrill scream dying instantly. Then it'd be over.

He'd already thrown the girl to the ground and was standing above her, when he'd seen those wide eyes. Eyes that didn't understand. Eyes that were tasting betrayal and giving forgiveness instead. Kohaku's world had gone upside down, a moment where all that made sense was his grip on the weapon and those dark confused eyes staring at him. There had been a look like that before, another pair of betrayed eyes forgiving him anyway.

Before he could search his memories further, there was a pressure around his neck and furious golden eyes promising eternal darkness to him. Kohaku had relaxed in that grasp. If darkness meant he'd never know whom he'd betrayed so deeply, he'd welcome it.

Sesshoumaru-sama had known it as well. Had punished him by keeping him alive. Kohaku hadn't liked (almost hated) Rin-chan when she begged for his life. He'd hated her guardian when he was indeed liberated. A missed chance, he'd thought as he ran away.

Naraku hadn't ordered him to kill someone he knew anymore.

Next come Kagura and Kanna, the sisters that only have their origins in common. Kagura is the only one whose voice holds a little warmth for him. She never asks if he feels good or has eaten enough (There was a woman that did that. Before.) but she always keeps a hand steadying him when they fly together, or whispers advice under her breath so he could stay alive. He doesn't have the heart to tell Kagura he'd survive the fall, or that he has no real interest in keeping his life. But he still likes their rare talks.

Kanna. Kanna is the one he's most afraid of. Naraku could crush him with a word. Kagura doesn't mean him any harm. He's sure that Kanna doesn't either, but he can't suppress the shudder every time she comes to him. She's his mirror. Kohaku doesn't need to see the depths of her weapon to know what awaits him. Just a look at her cold, unfeeling face and he knows. No past. No chance at a future. Yes, Kohaku is afraid.

From the Shichinin-tai only Bankotsu talks to him. Sometimes Jakotsu too, when he's in a good mood. Both make him uncomfortable, if for different reasons. Both treat him well, but Kohaku knows they'd strike if he wasn't under Naraku's protection. He wouldn't go near them if he had an option. But he doesn't, does he?

He had thought there would be no one else as long as they stayed in Hakureizan. Maybe that's what surprised him most when a voice - a recognisable voice - called his name behind him.

Rin.

Little helpless Rin just yards away from Naraku's hideout. The gods were truly against him. To hand her over would be the smartest choice. Naraku was still plotting his vengeance against the inu-youkai and that little girl-pet would be perfect. Kohaku knew it would gain him favour, something he desperately needed after failing to kill her before.

But she was so trusting.

Those dark eyes remembered nothing of that night. Kohaku didn't see himself raising a weapon meant for her. He only saw the memory of a boy who'd shared watermelon's pieces with her. She was even smiling at him, declaring she'd missed him. Not even the girl in his foggy memories had such a happy smile in his presence.

Then Naraku's herd of youkai came, surely smelling their prey.

Kohaku swore, looking at the coming monsters and then down at the little girl clinging to him.

There was only one thing left to do.

 


The End

11/11/04


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