AUTHOR'S NOTE: No, damn it, I don't own any of the characters of the show. That being said, I want a Kouga clone My very own wolf prince *drools* I am the true Ayame. Red head, aries, and so much like her it's almost scary *smirks* Anyway, I came to the conclusion that there are far too few Kouga/Ayame fanfics. They're all either Kouga/Kagome OR Kouga/Kagura. One, Kagome loves Inuyasha people, get over it, and two...WHO THE FUCK CAME UP WITH THE KAGURA IDEA?! Hello people she slaughtered his damn pack But moving on, I side more with Ayame cause she's so perfect for the bull headed wolf ^_^ @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

Chapter 1

"Kouga's gonna kill you." Ginta said, crossing his arms over his chest as he kicked the foot of the sleeping Hakkaku. Immediately, the other demon stumbled to his feet, looking around wildly.

"I'm up! I'm up! Please don't kill me, I-.Ginta?" The wolf demon asked, blinking at his companion. "What do you want?" Ginta sweatdropped as he smacked the back of Hakakku's head.

"You fell asleep on guard again. Kouga's gonna kill you." Ginta said shaking his head. Hakkaku paled as white as the hair in his mohawk. Frantically he looked around, searching obviously for the said alpha male.

"Relax, he hasn't come back from wherever he went before, which was during my watch. But if he had found you instead of me, you'd been in for it." Ginta said, looking around the trees of the surrounding forest. They had been traveling for a few days, following Kouga's lead on Naraku. But still, they had nothing.

"He still didn't come back? Where do you suppose he took off to this time?" Hakkaku asked, rubbing his eyes as Ginta shrugged.

"Where else? Probably to go see if he can bring Kagome-nee-san back with him." Ginta said as Hakkaku blinked at him.

"But why do you think it's taking so long? You don't think he ran into trouble do you?" Hakkaku asked. Ginta paused for a moment before he sighed.

"Knowning Kouga, it's a possibility. Come on, we'd better go find him- "

"Don't bother." Kouga said as Ginta and Hakakku looked up, a boar drapped over his shoulder. He tossed it at his companion's feet, crossing his arms over his chest. "Knowning me huh? And what's *that* supposed to mean?!" Kouga growled as Ginta paled.

"I.eh.nothing, nothing Kouga." Sweatdropping, he picked up the boar and dragged it off to be prepared to be eaten. Hakakku paused to look at his leader before quickly high tailing off to help Ginta.

Kouga closed his eyes as he sat back against the trunk of a tree, sitting indian style on the grass and lost in his own thoughts. He wasn't sure exactly where he was, just that it was deep in the mountains, farther north than he'd ever been before. It had been days actually, now that he thought about it, since he had last run into the Inukuro or his companions. In fact, it had been a while since he had last seen his woman. He opened his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Speaking of females, he was surprised he hadn't run into Ayame. He knew her pack had fled from these mountains after the attack of her kinsmen by the zombie like monster that he had ended up defeating..and that shard.that the insects had taken..Naraku had to have been behind it.

It made him wonder why Naraku perceived the wolf tribes as a threat.

Unless, he actually didn't aside from Kouga himself with his shards. Perhaps Ayame and her pack had just been unlucky. But he very much doubted it. Whatever the reason, Kouga still had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Eh.Kouga?" Ginta asked, looking over at the brown wolf prince. Kouga turned his attention to his companion as he frowned in annoyance.

"Eh? What is it?" Kouga snapped as Ginta jumped.

"Just....thought you might like to eat now." Ginta said, gesturing to the boar. Kouga shrugged lightly. He had been about to stand up and walk over and help himself when a sudden breeze swept past the three wolf demons, Kouga's eyes flickering with rage as he leapt to his feet, his hands clenched at his sides.

It didn't take long for the white feather to drift into view, the wind sorceress sitting calmly upon it as she held her fan in her hand. Kouga snarled as he narrowed his eyes in an icy blue gaze of pure unbridled fury upon the demon.

"Bitch, what the hell do you want? Come to try to slaughter the rest of my pack and steal my shards?!" Kouga snapped. If Kagura had heard his words, she showed no sign of it.

"I have brought you a gift. Naraku sends his regards." Kagura said. Before Kouga could leap at her however, a lithe form was rolled off the leaf, falling through the air and rapidly towards the ground below.

Kouga's eyes widened as he recognized the bright red of the figure's hair and the bloody white furs on her body. He bolted forward like a shot, just barely managing to catch her before she would have hit the ground. Ginta and Hakkaku stared at their leader then at the wind witch, half growling in anger, half shaking in fear.

"My work here is through" Immediately she sped off, laughing to herself behind her fan as her feather sped through the air away from them. It was several minutes after watching her disappear that Kouga realized he still had the injured and unconscious Ayame in his arms. Growling in anger he whirled around, lifting his head into the air.

"Damn it, I know there's a river nearby. Where the hell is- ah ha! You two, stay here! Prepare a fire. I'll be back in a little while." With that, he sped off, cradling the red haired she wolf against his chest as he ran through the forest, following the scent of the river not to far away.

He had no idea what had happened or how she might have gotten separated from her pack. He wondered if they were still alive. He also wondered what in the hell Naraku's intent had been having Kagura attack her to get to him. It wasn't like he cared..Kagome was his mate.or would be once she came to her senses. It wasn't like he intented to look after Ayame for any other reason besides the fact that she was a fellow wolf, and one that needed his help.

Shaking his head, he growled lightly, making sure to remember to ask her what had happened whenever she finally awoke. That was, if she did. He growled lightly as he glanced down at her pale face. Her eyes were closed, cuts and bruises on her usual flawless skin. He didn't think there were any broken bones, it merely looked like she had lost a lot of blood.

Not that he was surprised given the attack he himself had lived through curtiousy of the same wind bitch. But it didn't add up to why Ayame would have been targeted. He hadn't even thought Naraku knew of her or his pack. But he wondered. Of course he must have been being spied on lately. It was the only reason he could think of that would account for why he was here now, with the helpless white in his arms.

"Damn it bitch, if I find out to walked into a trap of your own free will be lucky if I don't kill you myself." Kouga muttered. He was surprised as his ears picked up the sound of a soft painfilled whimper as he looked down at her. Ayame turned her head, frowning in her sleep, but didn't stir beyond that.

Finally, the scent of the river became stronger as his eyes landed upon it. Slowing to a stop, he walked slowly towards it, shifting the female in his arms. He set her down carefully before pausing to look over her form, taking in her injuries. Besides her pale face, there were gashes and other cuts across her arms and legs, he was surprised as he noticed the back of her armor had a slight dent in it as he set her down..almost as if..his eyes burned suddenly at the image before his eyes.

Almost as if she had been knocked hard backwards against a tree.

"Fucking bitch, she's gone too far. First she slaughters my pack, then she tries to do the same to a wolf that had no business being attacked in the first place." He narrowed his blue eyes as his anger boiled.

Shaking his head, he glanced at her form again. He had to get the blood of her somehow. A faint blush crept across his nose as he shook his head lightly. The obvious choice would be to remove her armor and furs, and clean her off that way. But of course, that was out of the question.

He settled instead on picking her up gently, bringing to closer to the river, laying her beside the shore. Looking around, he noticed he didn't have anything really he could use to clean the blood off her. After frowning for a few moments, he shook his head, removing the brown headband from around his black hair. Crumpling the cloth in his hand, he dunked it in the river beside him, letting the excess water drip from it a few times before setting to work in the slow and tedious process of cleaning off the blood. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~