Title: Cobwebs

Author: Miss Selah

Summary: A collection of Naraku Kagome, probably interconnected. NEWEST: Bedding. No one deserved to be alone on a night like tonight.

Genre: Romance

Pairing: Naraku Kagome

Rating: Teen

Plea for Reason: I love spiders. Well, not love. My arrangement with the spiders in my room is a simply one, a contract stolen from my best friend. I wont clean their webs so long as they don’t bite me, and I will usher in as many bugs as possible for them to eat. Needless to say, there are a lot of spiders in my room.

So, I suppose it goes without saying that I have some emotional attatchment to Naraku. He’s a spider demon, I’m fond of spiders. Someone needs to be. They don’t mean anyone any harm, and mine are certainly friendly.

Yes, I’ve been bitten a time or two, and yes, it hurt. Hasn’t everyone been hurt? Spiders certainly don’t bite the hardest.

Sorry, I’m thinking in metaphors again and now the plea is longer than the drabble. Enjoy if you can.

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Cobwebs

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Kagome stretched out on the hard ground, curled in her cold ball inside of her cold, nylon sleeping bag. There wasn’t much that she didn’t enjoy about her brief interludes to the past – the stars were lovely, though she could certainly do without the demons. At the very least, she couldn’t say that it wasn’t an experience, and that was always worth something. But for some reason that she didn’t quite understand, it bothered her on a primitive level that she didn’t have anywhere safe to rest at night.

At home, no matter how rough her day was, she could always come home, soak in the tub, wash away her worries, and slip beneath the covers. She could hide there, hide from the boogeyman, and she was safe and warm. Nothing could hurt her when she was under the covers. She was invincible. She was superwoman, and the covers were her cape.

A spider creapt over the cold ground slowly; each step it took was a little slower than the one prior, each time one of it’s eight legs came down it was with a little less vigor. Finally, it stilled.

It bothered Kagome, and she reached out and plucked it up neatly.

“Poor thing.” She whispered, and looked around to make sure no one was watching. Cupping the tiny thing gently in her hands, she whispered warm breath on it and made a silent prayer that it wouldn’t bite her to prove that it was a dog eat dog world.

Nothing deserved to be alone in the cold on a night like tonight.

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