The reikai moon peeks between the leaves of swaying trees. Though it shines so bright, the light only reached the uppermost part of the stadium. Its wholeness was still darkened by its own shadow.

It's so utterly quiet. Shizuru can even hear the friction of his feet scratching and rubbing on the ground. She already covered half of the stadium's circumference. One can even trace her steps with the ashes dropping by her burning cigarette.

She wanted to see the man with the long black hair, scarred face, and slender body that fits perfectly in his black suite. It is a very foolish search actually. She has no more cigarettes at the moment because she purposely left them at the hotel. That would help her to strike a conversation with that chain smoker like herself if she happens to meet him. But up to the last blow of smoke, the person she longed to see didn't appear.

She sadly dropped the useless cigarette on the ground and fiercely stepped on it to kill its last spark of life. She's very ashamed of having that very strong feeling she would see him tonight. "Why it has to be like this?" she contemplated. "When it comes to love, my instinct always fails. I'm always wrong."

She barely knows that man and yet, she adores him in an unexplainable amount of intensity. That man saved her life twice. It simply makes her feel there is something special in her existence. She saw it in his eyes when he looked at her. And his eyes are full of loneliness, beautiful loneliness. She doesn't know why she has to describe loneliness as beautiful. Perhaps, they share the same variety of it.

"No…I feel this way because he saved my life and we both love cigarettes. That's all!", she said to herself, trying hard to expel her weird thoughts about that man.

A few more steps and suddenly she sensed danger. She keeps on walking. She'll fight it whatever it would be. Soon he finally revealed himself.

"Hello beautiful lady, would you like to play with me?" said the tall man with long black hair, wearing that usual black suite. Shizuru wouldn't mind if the man is a vicious youkai. She would fight him right away. She would never expect that the danger would be the one she was looking for. In spite of the terror, she tried to regain her composure,

"You moron", then she released her powerful kick. It hit his right jaw. Surprisingly, the attack seems effortless. It didn't give any chaos on his face. He smiled at her. She held her legs back and caressed it to lessen the excruciating pain.

"Wow, a fighting prey. Devouring on your body will be exciting." The man spoke again. Shizuru looked at him and was shocked to see his eyes. From its round shape irises, it turned to thin needle-like appearance like those with crocodile eyes. His black hair was electrified and became sharp spikes. Its length ranges for bout one yard. To Shizuru, the only decent feature of the youkai is his nose and teeth. All the warm feeling she felt towards him turns to huge disappointment but never fear. She fears no one.

"You're a demon", she said

Somewhere on the man's back sprung big black wings. He stepped nearer to her. Shizuru knew that this is not good but before she could do something, the wings covered her. Then it went blank.

She woke up in dark place. It smells good. The floor is surrounded by red and green leaves. Though it seems not appropriate to use them as perfume ingredient, the mixture of salty and mint smell were well suited to be used in marinating meat. Some of the leaves stick so hard on her arms. Pulling them one by one released the intoxicating scent that will inspire to eat or to cook. She even disturbingly wanted to lick her hands. But she was even more terrified of what might be the purpose of her, being buried on kitchen leaves by that winged youkai. "He will eat me" the truth flashed. Along with it, the moonlight passed above. Then she saw how high the wall that enclosed her. She was in the middle of a deep well. The bright moon peeks on her at the round mouth of the well. It teases her with its silence and has no plans of helping her at all.

At last, the fear manages to creep on her. But it stopped when a familiar smoke went under her nose. It was coming from the wall at her left. She stepped nearer to the source of the smoke and discovered that it was coming from a small hole of about seven centimeters in diameter.

"Who are you", she asked

The person didn't reply immediately then it said "Why are you here?" It was the voice of the man she longs to hear. It seems like the man already knows who she is.

It made her happy at an instant. It took a minute before she realized that "hey, this man is a demon! He is the one who brought me here." However, it is very unexplainable that she senses no danger this time around. All that warm feeling came back. It showers her again of the weakening but soothing excitement through her veins.

"Are you really fond of danger?"

Her heart is beating frantically now. "a youkai brought me here. He has wings and he looks so much like you." She said while looking at the hole. She could clearly see the face of his scarred face and his sorrowful eyes.

"It's weird." The man replied "the youkai who brought me here. She looks very much like you."

"Oh isn't it? But it's only on the beginning. Afterwards, he showed his wings and thin eyes."

"Wings and thin eyes? The youkai who brought me here also possess them."

Instead of worrying, Shizuru was pleased to confirm that the demon is definitely not this man. "Oh.. I don't know what to think anymore." She was smiling so wide it exposed her full set of teeth.

The man smiled too.

"It seems like you don't have any cigarette with you." the man asked.

"Yes" Shizuru said with so much anticipation.

"Here, you can have this. This is my last cigarette. If I knew this would happen, I should have brought many." The man pushed his hand out of hole that holds the half burned cigarette.

"Thank you", she eagerly put it in her mouth with foolish thoughts that they kiss indirectly. She'll definitely keep its remains secretly.

The man let out a sigh "I guess we can't think clearly now that we re running out of cigarettes. Poor us." Then they laughed softly. It started the not so serious chat on how they could get out of the deep well. Rather than to be nervous, the two seems to enjoy the moment.

If there was a tense cold sweat creeping along Shizuru's temples, it would be because she wanted to ask his name. But their conversation couldn't go to that direction and she forgot it later on.

After a while, the moonlight was covered by a shadow. Shizuru looked up and she saw the ugly youkai glowing yellow eyes. It is looking excitedly up there. He placed his one hand at the wall of the well, then the other one, he moved further, then his right foot was also in, then next, the right foot until he looks like a lizard clinging at the wall.. His mouth was drooling so hard. The saliva flowed so quick that it already reaches her.

"What's the matter?" The man asked

"The youkai. He's here and I think he looks so hungry." Shizuru told him.

"Really? Is he the one who looks very much like me?"

"Yes! And he's wearing the same too."

"Geez ..Have no mercy. Here's the knife." The man handed the knife to her hand through the hole. "I'll destroy this wall as fast as I could."

Shizuru soon heard the louder thud of the wall. He started hitting it a while go but it's more intense this time now that the danger is real. Still, not even single crack has been made to the strong wall. She knew that the man is already hurting himself.

"Its meal time lady", then the youkai laughed as he crept very fast towards his prey.