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Summary- Ever since the day they met Kagome has felt bound to him in many ways. He didn't realize how much a woman he had once hoped to make a meal of would become such a big and important part of his life.
Word Count: 2,232
"I don't know what convinced me to come to this damn freezing cold country with you after that ridiculous position you put me in back during those damn trials."
Kagome took a long drag of her cigarette, half-heartedly glaring at her blonde rugged companion who ignored her looking down at the masses of people walking and driving through downtown Helsinki, ignorant of the great danger that was now surveying them like a bunch of blood bags. He was the predator and they were the prey.
She took another drag of her cigarette, the smoke coming out in the form of a ghost like hand. The hand moved towards her companion caressing his face, before becoming one with the wind.
"Come now George, you can not possibly tell me that you need me here to do your…...business." Kagome said choosing her words wisely not wanting to get into an argument with him.
George scoffed. He knew the woman had a great aversion to his lifestyle of eating, not that he had a choice in the matter. His hands clenched into a tight fist. Haven't had a choice for several centuries now. Yet despite all the years she had been with him she was adamant that she would never be okay with the killing, but she understood that it was necessary for him to love. If only she knew about the Cullen's.
His eyes darted to the side as Kagome came to stand beside him. Her ankle length hair was blowing around her, a cigarette hanging loosely from her luscious red lips. Her eyes were closed emphasizing her long sooty eyelashes and gave her a look of serenity. She really was an enigma that he had yet to crack. A very beautiful and enchanting enigma.
When he had first met her he had just started getting in control of his thirst limiting himself to one person a month. He had attempted to make a meal out of her when she had been hiking all alone in the forest. Attempted being the word.
It was the second biggest shock he had experienced, his first being that he had been turned into a creature of the night; a bloodsucking vampire to be precise. His eyes lit up when he remembered when he first met her.
I had gone to take a bite and make it quick, imagine my surprise when she flipped me then proceeding in throwing me through several trees. Yet she was definitely human to my eyes and to my senses. I could hear her blood pumping through her veins, could hear the lub-dub of her heart, even her breath hitching in her throat as she gazed at me in worry.
Then she spoke. "Oh my God, did I hurt you." I could only think that an angel had come to make me pay for my devilish deeds over the past twelve years.
The woman ran to my side dropping down her knees. She touched my forehead to feel my injury, but I could already feel it healing itself. The woman proceeded still asking if I was alright but I was too stupified to answer. This woman acted as if she hadn't just been the one to throw me into those damn trees.
I had been at a loss for words however when she had slit her wrist pressing it to my mouth. I could only look at the woman like she was a madwoman, but I was only greeted by the sight of tears. Then my thirst took over and I sunk my teeth into her wrist. Her blood was the sweetest nectar I had ever tasted.
I wrenched myself away from her arm at the last minute, thoughts that maybe she would be a nice mate to have throughout the rest of my immortal life flitting through my head, but instead of writhing in pain she looked relieved that I had quenched my thirst and promptly fell into unconsciousness.
He had watched over her unconscious form for two days, before she had awoken again very much human. When he had questioned what she was she hadn't answered only that she was human in a sense. He still didn't know to this day, only that she was always there when it mattered. Although he regrettably had left her many of times to save his own hide.
He was brought from his reminiscing thoughts when the woman on his mind punched him in the arm.
"What?" He said sourly, mock glaring at her.
She had used her weird powers again which always made her hits hurt when she decided to hit him every now and then. However she didn't answer him. Her cheeks were dusted with a dash of pink, the blood pumping to her face trying to keep her warm. She twiddled her thumbs together.
He got the messaged loud and clear. He moved forward pulling her closer. She snuggled into him.
Despite that he was probably colder than the weather actually was, she always seemed to more comfortable in his presence and since she didn't protest he held in protectively from the harsh winds blowing their way. Thankfully he had a coat on so she could gather some warmth from it.
She always seemed to cling to him, of course he probably clung to her just as much. She did so even in spite of his nature. She was the light to his dark in many ways.
For most of his vampiric life he had lived flitting through many human lives who had believed in the occult, twisting the humans about with tales of him being the prince of darkness to see the lengths that many humans would go to for his supernatural expertise, he had seen father's sacrifice their son's, daughter's or even their whole family for their greed.
Yet when it came to her all evil things were set aside and his protective nature came out. Regrettably his protective instinct hadn't kicked in till after he had abandoned her and she still had come back to him. He didn't know how she managed to live this long, but unlike he she could be injured that much he knew.
Over the years he had seen her catch colds, break bones even if she healed them with her weird powers later, and in more life-threatening predicaments like the time she had contracted some horrible disease that had her hacking up blood and spewing her guts.
His arms tightened around her waist a little when he remembered her lying so dejectedly on his bed for weeks. Remembered her breaking out in a cold sweat, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her breathing erratic then her heart had stop. He had been about to attempt to change her again, but then she had glowed and suddenly she was no longer sick and was wanting to get up and go for a swim.
"Stop thinking so much." Kagome whispered, she had long since finished her cigarette, and felt content in George's arms.
He leaned down to bury his head in the crook of her neck. "Of course there are much better things we could be doing, physical instead of mental." He whispered it against her skin. His words flowed from his mouth like honey and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"Your so right," she tugged his arms from around her waist to turn and face him. "You have to hunt and I have to find new accommodations for us to stay at."
George frowned. "What is wrong with our place now?" He like their little cave far away from the noises of the city in the safety of the mountains. Where he could find peace and quiet.
He regretted his words as soon a he saw her place her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffing up a clear sign she was going to lecture him. "What is wrong with our place? You've got to be kidding me, we live in a fricken cave!" she yelled but didn't dare give him time to rebuttal "A cave mind you that is freezing cold all year round. I want a fluffy bed not a flat rock with a simple blanket thrown over it. I want a nice warm one home with a cozy fireplace to keep me warm in the winter and a pair of warm, comfy slippers to keep any chill that might and I stress the word might slip in."
He quirked a grin. "With what money shall you buy this home." Of course he could afford it, but he wasn't so sure Kagome could since he usually provided for her.
Kagome cheeks burned red. Was he insinuating he wasn't going to pay. Her fingers clenched into fists at her side.
"I'll just find a man who will provide for me." With that said, she stormed off towards the stairs leading back into the building. However George was quick to stop her slamming his hand on the door leading to the stairs before she could get there.
"There is no way in God's name that I am allowing you to go traipsing off with any man under any circumstances." He growled out.
The glare he sent her way was murderous and possessive. Yet through it all Kagome saw one emotion that just knocked all of the fight out of her; jealousy. George was rarely jealous only one other time had she seem him like that and she shudder at the thought of experiencing that side of him again.
"Does that include you?" She asked.
George was ready to rebuttal if she protested, but he was surprised to hear her ask that. "What the hell! No that doesn't include me!"
"But you just said and I quote—There is no way in God's name that I am allowing you to go traipsing off with any man under any circumstances." She said doing her best impersonation of his voice which was way off.
His brow rose at her attempt to impersonate him. "Technically I'm not a man, I'm a vampire darling best that you remember it." He stated sending her an arrogant smile, daring her to say something.
Instead she laughed and shook her head.
"Whatever you say Vampire, so are you going to pay for new accommodations or what?"
He growled in exasperation. "Fine, but it will be small and will be kept within a certain price range."
Now Kagome's brow rose. "Your telling me that after more than eight centuries of living and saving up that you are a penny-pinching vampire." she tried to muffle her laugh, while he scowled at her comment.
"Ha ha, laugh all you want, there will be a set price and that is final." He said his tone very serious, but Kagome didn't pay it any mind.
"Yes Georgie boy as you wish." She went to open the door again, but found it gone in a blur as she was picked up around the waist and George was then leaping from the building down into the dark alley below. He landed easily with her safely held in his arms.
When he set her down she punched him lightly in the arms.
"Give a girl some warning next time."
"Ouch." He said dryly, this time she hadn't used her powers which he was thankful for.
Kagome rolled her eyes at him. "Humph what a wimp."
He for once didn't retaliate, instead drew her close dropping a kiss on her brow. "I'll be back before nightfall, be safe." He whispered the last part and was gone a moment later, but she had heard it.
Honestly she didn't know why she hung around him. When she first met him she had been fascinated by his beauty. And yes he was beautiful. He had long curly blonde hair that was silky smooth to touch, his face comparable to the statues you would see of Alexander the Great. Then she had become fascinated by his intelligence and his personality, well once you got past his obsession for messing with human lives. She usually tried to turn a blind eye to some of his less than proper dark acts he has committed throughout the years.
'Especially the trials!'
She reached up to run a hand through her hair.
It was too long in her opinion, but it kept her warm many a nights, especially when George felt the need to cuddle with her. He was like a freezer box and although she didn't mind, but physically her body was affected by his cold temperature. Yet the feel of him trying to comfort her always held her back from rejecting him.
She walked out of the alleyway molding in with the crowd of people walking down the sidewalk. Time to find a place to live.
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