Kitsune: We're back! And we're answering reviews!

Jeremy: Yes.

To kuro-chan10307, thanks for being the first reviewer! We hope you aren't disappointed. Although, you may be disappointed already due to the long time it took to update. We're sorry. We get writer's block too easily. We hate these stupid plot bunnies.

Kitsune: Alrighty, keep reviewing! This chapter is dedicated to kuro-chan10307! Thanks so much!

Living in Oblivion

Chapter 2: Kidnapped

Kimberly didn't know what was happening. She was too stunned to think clearly. Everything was dark, but she seemed to be falling through some vortex. Blue light began to swirl and partially illuminate the area around her.

And then she saw it. And whatever it was, it wasn't human. It was ugly, a monster with four glowing yellow eyes and four pale arms. It brought to mind the "demons" her cousin, Kagome, used to tell her stories about.

Please Lord, let this be a dream, her mind screamed. Let me wake up, now!

She suddenly hit ground. She was inside the well. But so was that thing. She scrambled to get to her feet and scratched at the wall of the well, desperately trying to climb it. Got to get away. "Somebody help me!" she screamed.

Whatever the thing was, it had a serpentine body and a masculine physique, however, it was horrendously ugly, with long, bright, neon green hair. "Oh, what a delight," it hissed, "Ssssssssuch a beauty, all for me. Yesssssss. You will ssssssate me well." It reached for her with two of it's four arms.

She screamed and climbed. She could only guess just what he meant by 'sate', hoping it was his hunger and not something else. She yelped as she felt it's arms encircle her waist, strapping her close to its chest, and felt a rush of air as the serpent left the confines of the well for a more open place to feed. It's thick, dark green body coiled around the well, enough to crush the fragile structure.

It brought the helpless girl to eye level, and stared long and hard. She closed her eyes, turning her head away. She would be a bird caught by a snake's mezmerizing gaze if she stared back. That was what this thing was hoping for. While two arms held her in place, the other two roamed her body, searching for something.

She clenched her eyes shut against this attack on her personal space. A scream built up in her throat.

Finally, Kimberly heard the sound of hoofbeats, and opened her eyes, looking away. The snake noticed as well, lifting its head, and gazing off into the distance. It scowled and hissed in frustration. "Ssssssso? You want thisssss mortal? You wisssssssh to ssssslay me?"

Unable to turn or crane her head, Kim could only assume the monster was talking to whoever was riding the horse. "Please," she gasped out, "Help me . . ."

"What are you, a pathetic mortal! I sssshall crussssh you!" the serpent exclaimed.

"A weak demon like you thinks to kill me?" the mysterious man said. His voice was hypnotic, almost, like the gaze of the snake. Kim tried desperately to figure out who it belonged to.

The serpent slithered away a little, entwining part of it's upper body around a tree, while it lashed out with it's lower half. Now that she was stuck against the tree, she could clearly see that the man who was attempting a rescue was young, with long brown hair and dark eyes. He wore fine, but traditional clothes.

She watched the snake whip its tail at the handsome stranger, knocking him off his horse. The horse whinnied in pain, and Kim felt something pull at her heart; she'd always loved animals. The horse got to its feet, galloping off towards the plains behind it. It had only been spooked; Kim sighed in relief.

The stranger got to his feet, as well, and dodged away from the snake's tail as it whipped at him again. He ran at the creature, and the head of the snake lunged.

"NO!" Kim screamed, flinching away as she heard a sickening crack. The snake froze. After a few seconds, it finally went limp. Kim yelped as she was dropped to the ground, wincing as she landed on her butt. She rubbed the sore spot, gingerly.

The stranger approached.

"Thank you," Kim began, stretching out her hand to his, which he'd offered. "I don't know how to thank you—" But, when she thought he was going to help her up, he grabbed her and lifted her, tossing her over his shoulders as he began to walk back, whistling for his horse. "What do you think you're doing!?" Kim exclaimed in shock, but the man was silent.

The horse had galloped back, and the stranger set her down, swiftly mounted and pulled her up before riding back towards the plains before she had time to run.

-Switch to His P.O.V.-

He rode back off towards the plains, while one word ran through his head.

Naraku . . .

Kitsune: Sorry, it was short.

Jeremy: Yeah, why was it so short?

Kitsune: I don't know. I kinda wanted to finish it to publish it, and I had it stuck here in my computer since I finished chapter one. It got on my nerves, I had to just finish it. I hope it kinda made sense to the readers, and I hope they don't consider Kim a Mary-Sue. They scare me. (shudders)

Jeremy: Will you make a KikyoSuikotsu fic sometime soon?

Kitsune: (shrug) If I think of a good plot, perhaps. I wanna find and read some more, though, so I can get the hang of it. I don't get a chance to watch the show, though I'm already at the part in the manga where Naraku has created the baby (Kikyo is supposedly dead, and Inuyasha and his gang are stuck in the ogre maiden village.) I wanna watch the show all the way through, though, so I can get a feel of the characters' personalities (even though some are pretty obvious) and get a real feel of Suikotsu, his voice and mannerisms, and his attitude towards Kikyo (because it's probably a little different from the manga.) I tried watching the Musou episodes, but only got to the part where his arms get all spikey; my cousins pulled me away at the last minute to play Gamecube. Maybe, who knows, I may be able to get the seasons in box sets.

Jeremy: Weren't you supposed to get Season 1 for Christmas or your birthday?

Kitsune: Yeah, but my Aunt couldn't find it. (shrug) Oh well, maybe my next B-Day. I already asked my Godmother to get me Tim McGraw's new CD and The Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack. I saw it in Target. (grins) I may also be getting a portable DVD player to play The Phantom of the Opera on. P.S. My birthday is July 28th

Jeremy: Oh. Okay. Well, send us a review or two, and tell us what you think. Okay?

Kitsune: And we recieved an email from A-Nonny-Mouse648 (not saying which email) asking why we fight so much. The answer is because we like to bust each other's balls, in a manner of speaking, a lot. The only difference is that I really bust HIS balls. (kicks him)

Jeremy: You're mean!

Kitsune: You're lucky we're chatting over the internet, or that would've hurt. And, by the way, we don't argue all the time. We do love each other—

Jeremy: Yes, we are lovers!

Kitsune: No, no! We're just friends, moron! Besides, you have a girlfriend! What would she think if she knew you said that?

Jeremy: Good point, but I'm not taking it back. It's funny.

Kitsune: Suuuuuuuure . . . (rolls eyes) Okay, review!