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IY14 ran down the as fast as his legs permitted him. Why he was running, he knew not, all he did know was he need to get some where and he needed to get there quick.

Despite the fact his feet were pounding the metal floor, he did not here the eerie hollow thud they should be creating. It was then he realized there was no sound at all. Even though he was breathing hard and his heart was pumping fast, he could not hear them working. Even still he did not dare stop running.

He almost tripped when his foot suddenly impacted a non-metallic surface. It was still solid like the metal, but it was not quite so unyielding.

Wood? Yes! This is wood.

Though his feet had never touched such a surface before, he knew what it was. It was strange and familiar at the same time.

Even still he kept running…

He could hear shouting voices, voices he had heard all too many times before. But always he had never seen who they came from.

“It couldn’t save her! Useless thing! It couldn’t save HER!”

“SESSHOUMARU!”

IY14 rounded the corner, and came upon the grisly site. A man dressed in red, stood before a pool liquid the same of the same color. The man had silvery white hair that matched IY14’s own, and upon the man’s head were a pair of white fluffy dog ears. He held two swords, one large and broad, and the other thin, both were stained the red blood that now pooled on the floor.

Suddenly the man disappeared, and the pool of blood was on the ceiling. Not that there was a room to define the difference between floor and ceiling, there was only an infinite blackness that engulf every thing.

The pool then split into smaller ones, and they grew smaller and smaller, taking shape to form two red eyes. They glared down upon IY14 with menacing glee. IY14 remembered this part. Already, fear was beginning to rise in him.

Suddenly a face and body formed around the eyes.

Naraku…

His torturer slowly began to approach him. IY14 wildly tried to run, tried to get away, but suddenly found he restrained by his wrists to an invisible wall. He panicked even more and tried to slip his wrists out of the restraints. They cut the skin, and streams of red flowed down his arms.

This escape attempt was not lost on Naraku.

IY14 watched in shock and horror as three tentacles ripped out of Naraku’s back like three extra arms to hold him down. One twisted around his thigh and encircled his waist holding his hips in place, the second covered his waist and torso, and the third claimed his shoulders.

IY14 frantically looked at the three tentacles that now bound him; they were the faces of sin. Lust, gluttony and greed

He now was restrained in all areas, helpless to stop Naraku from doing what he wished. Helpless like the butterflies he had seen in Kanna’s room, all of them pressed to the board by pins, unable to move, think, breath, live. Now he was the butterfly and Naraku was the pin.

Naraku drew in closer, his face inches from IY14’s, then he whispered in his silken voice that dripped of sugar and acid.

“You…are…mine…”

IY14’s vocal cords unclenched and he let out a scream, tearing his throat until streams of red poured from his mouth, then his head smacked against the hard metal floor.

***

A terrible scream and a loud thump made Rin dash down the hallway toward her quarters. She threw open the door and found IY14 had fallen from the bed, and was now tangled up in the sheets.

A nightmare…?

She carefully approached him; symptoms from drug withdrawal often caused hallucinations, so even though he was awake, his mind might still be in the dream and he could lash out at her thinking she was the monster that plagued him.

He finally untangled himself from the bedding and frantically looked around the room. Rin froze as his eyes fell on her. He backed up against the side of the bed trembling, his eyes wide.

Rin was at a loss of what to do, she wasn’t sure if she should approach him in his frantic state. She thought about leaving the room for a few moments until he calmed down and realized the dream was over. On the other hand, leaving him alone in this state might also be dangerous.

She noticed the door leading to her bathroom out of the corner of her eye. It was perfect. From there she could keep an eye on him, but still be out of his direct line of sight. He looked a bit feverish and it worried her. Without making any sudden moves, she carefully and quietly made her way toward the bathroom. She could feel his eyes on her with every step she took.

Once inside the bathroom, she slid the door almost all the way closed, leaving a little space open so that she could spy on him. She soaked a hand towel in cold water, it would have to do for now, until he was asleep or it was safe enough to leave him to retrieve a real ice pack from the freezer.

When she had finished, she peaked out through the crack in the door. IY14 was leaning against the side of the bed, knees pulled up to his chest, his eyelids drooping at half mast, signaling he had calmed down a little.

Rin opened the door and slowly approached him. He seemed to take no noticed of her as she knelt next to him. The coldness of the wet cloth against his cheek broke him out of his drowsy stupor.

IY14 raised his claws protectively in front of himself, but did not attack. Even though they were still growing back after being clipped by the scientists, they were still sharp enough to tear the skin of her throat.

“It’s okay.” Rin did her best to keep her voice steady; one wrong move could end with her bleeding all over the floor. “It’s me, Rin, remember?”

He stared at her intensely for a few moments, but then slowly his claws lowered, and his eyes softened. Suddenly he wrapped his arms around her waist buried his face in her abdomen and started sobbing.

Rin was left completely dumbstruck. This was absolutely the last reaction she had expected and was completely unprepared for it. Her hands hovered uncertainly over his back for a few moments, before she finally regained control of her situation. Gently she pulled his hair to the side and rested the cool cloth on the back of his neck. She then began to carefully stroke the layer of soft silver white hair on top of his head.

They stayed like that until IY14 cried himself to sleep in Rin’s arms.

Description
IY14 ran down the as fast as his legs permitted him. Why he was running, he knew not, all he did know was he need to get some where and he needed to get there quick.

Despite the fact his feet were pounding the metal floor, he did not here the eerie hollow thud they should be creating. It was then he realized there was no sound at all. Even though he was breathing hard and his heart was pumping fast, he could not hear them working. Even still he did not dare stop running.

He almost tripped when his foot suddenly impacted a non-metallic surface. It was still solid like the metal, but it was not quite so unyielding.

Wood? Yes! This is wood.

Though his feet had never touched such a surface before, he knew what it was. It was strange and familiar at the same time.

Even still he kept running…

He could hear shouting voices, voices he had heard all too many times before. But always he had never seen who they came from.

“It couldn’t save her! Useless thing! It couldn’t save HER!”

“SESSHOUMARU!”

IY14 rounded the corner, and came upon the grisly site. A man dressed in red, stood before a pool liquid the same of the same color. The man had silvery white hair that matched IY14’s own, and upon the man’s head were a pair of white fluffy dog ears. He held two swords, one large and broad, and the other thin, both were stained the red blood that now pooled on the floor.

Suddenly the man disappeared, and the pool of blood was on the ceiling. Not that there was a room to define the difference between floor and ceiling, there was only an infinite blackness that engulf every thing.

The pool then split into smaller ones, and they grew smaller and smaller, taking shape to form two red eyes. They glared down upon IY14 with menacing glee. IY14 remembered this part. Already, fear was beginning to rise in him.

Suddenly a face and body formed around the eyes.

Naraku…

His torturer slowly began to approach him. IY14 wildly tried to run, tried to get away, but suddenly found he restrained by his wrists to an invisible wall. He panicked even more and tried to slip his wrists out of the restraints. They cut the skin, and streams of red flowed down his arms.

This escape attempt was not lost on Naraku.

IY14 watched in shock and horror as three tentacles ripped out of Naraku’s back like three extra arms to hold him down. One twisted around his thigh and encircled his waist holding his hips in place, the second covered his waist and torso, and the third claimed his shoulders.

IY14 frantically looked at the three tentacles that now bound him; they were the faces of sin. Lust, gluttony and greed

He now was restrained in all areas, helpless to stop Naraku from doing what he wished. Helpless like the butterflies he had seen in Kanna’s room, all of them pressed to the board by pins, unable to move, think, breath, live. Now he was the butterfly and Naraku was the pin.

Naraku drew in closer, his face inches from IY14’s, then he whispered in his silken voice that dripped of sugar and acid.

“You…are…mine…”

IY14’s vocal cords unclenched and he let out a scream, tearing his throat until streams of red poured from his mouth, then his head smacked against the hard metal floor.

***

A terrible scream and a loud thump made Rin dash down the hallway toward her quarters. She threw open the door and found IY14 had fallen from the bed, and was now tangled up in the sheets.

A nightmare…?

She carefully approached him; symptoms from drug withdrawal often caused hallucinations, so even though he was awake, his mind might still be in the dream and he could lash out at her thinking she was the monster that plagued him.

He finally untangled himself from the bedding and frantically looked around the room. Rin froze as his eyes fell on her. He backed up against the side of the bed trembling, his eyes wide.

Rin was at a loss of what to do, she wasn’t sure if she should approach him in his frantic state. She thought about leaving the room for a few moments until he calmed down and realized the dream was over. On the other hand, leaving him alone in this state might also be dangerous.

She noticed the door leading to her bathroom out of the corner of her eye. It was perfect. From there she could keep an eye on him, but still be out of his direct line of sight. He looked a bit feverish and it worried her. Without making any sudden moves, she carefully and quietly made her way toward the bathroom. She could feel his eyes on her with every step she took.

Once inside the bathroom, she slid the door almost all the way closed, leaving a little space open so that she could spy on him. She soaked a hand towel in cold water, it would have to do for now, until he was asleep or it was safe enough to leave him to retrieve a real ice pack from the freezer.

When she had finished, she peaked out through the crack in the door. IY14 was leaning against the side of the bed, knees pulled up to his chest, his eyelids drooping at half mast, signaling he had calmed down a little.

Rin opened the door and slowly approached him. He seemed to take no noticed of her as she knelt next to him. The coldness of the wet cloth against his cheek broke him out of his drowsy stupor.

IY14 raised his claws protectively in front of himself, but did not attack. Even though they were still growing back after being clipped by the scientists, they were still sharp enough to tear the skin of her throat.

“It’s okay.” Rin did her best to keep her voice steady; one wrong move could end with her bleeding all over the floor. “It’s me, Rin, remember?”

He stared at her intensely for a few moments, but then slowly his claws lowered, and his eyes softened. Suddenly he wrapped his arms around her waist buried his face in her abdomen and started sobbing.

Rin was left completely dumbstruck. This was absolutely the last reaction she had expected and was completely unprepared for it. Her hands hovered uncertainly over his back for a few moments, before she finally regained control of her situation. Gently she pulled his hair to the side and rested the cool cloth on the back of his neck. She then began to carefully stroke the layer of soft silver white hair on top of his head.

They stayed like that until IY14 cried himself to sleep in Rin’s arms.