~Shihiro~
A small pain throbbed through my head as I leaned against Naraku's chest. His arm lazily wrapped around my waist.
'this doesn't feel right.....' I let out a soft sigh.
I felt fingers go through my hair and curiously peered up at my so-called husband. I frown slightly, still confused as to why he wanted to dye my hair red.
"is something wrong kurama?" naraku mused, moving his hand from my hair to my cheek.
I flinch at the cold feeling of his touch "no.. just trying to remember... I feel bad that I cannot remember my own husband" I cleared my throat, hoping he believed my lie.
Naraku seemed to accept my answer as he pulled me closer to him, I was practically laying on him "you will remember one day"
"I-" I was cut off by a loud explosion on the other side of the castle.
Naraku grunted and hissed, moving me to the floor cushion beside him.
"sesshomaru....." He growled before standing and leaving the room.
A few moments later, kohaku came and escorted me out of the room and out the back of the castle.
"this way kurama"
kohaku and I weaved through the forest. the sounds of a battle getting faint.
'Sesshomaru... why does that name sound familiar?'
I frown as my thoughts started to wander. Suddenly an image flashed through my mind. A man with long silver hair and demon markings on his face.
'wha- do I know him?' I started to slow my pace without realizing. I took a glance back the way we came and slowed to a stop.
'if I know him...then maybe I can ask him about my memories'
I shook my head then turned to continue following kohaku, but I couldn't see him.
"kohaku?" I frown and slowly looked around nervously.
'This isn't good...I cant defend myself against a demon...'
I tensed, hearing someone coming my way.
Before I could even get a start in running, an arm wrapped around my waist and I was pulled to someone's chest.
"A-AH!" I gasped, looking up at the persons face. It was the man with silver hair...
He stared down at me with an emotionless expression. he arm loosened and he took a step away from me.
I open my mouth to say something, but no words came out 'what am I supposed to say? hi, you seem familiar but my so-called husband seems to not like you? can I even trust him? well, he hasn't hurt me yet....'
"Are you Sesshomaru?" I finally decided to ask.
"I am..." His voice was smooth as silk, I suppressed a shiver.
"Are you here to kill me?" I mentally slapped myself for asking that question.
He pondered what I had said for a moment.
"you've lost your memory of me. No, I am not here to kill you. you are safe with me" he spoke in a softer tone as he looked down at me.
~Sesshomaru~
Shihiro stood before me with no memory of who I am.
'how shall I return his memory? Tch. That Miko is the only one with knowledge of his past'
I internally sigh before getting behind him with me demonic speed.
"Forgive me"
I knocked him out with a swift jab in the neck.
