Hiei POV

That bitch. Who the hell does she think she is? She can't just waltz into our lives and think she suddenly runs the place. She has no right to tell me what to do. Kurama's a moron. Why in hell would he sleep with her, much less fall in love, let alone marry her? He's gone absolutely mad, I swear.

Heh. Get laid, she says. She thinks I'll be in a better mood. Yeah right. My mood is fine, thank you very much. I don't need some weak little human woman telling me what to do. And whether or not I get laid has absolutely nothing to do with my mood.

And I can prove it.

A few hours later…

Leah POV

Zara looks at me and whispers, "Leah, you have a follower."

"Hm?" I ask looking around.

She smiles. "The man in black has been watching you for the last hour, Leah."

"And who's to say he's not watching you?" I point out, laughing as her black hair falls into her blue eyes.

"Because every time you've gotten up to get more soda, he's watched you walk across the room." She grins wickedly, her sharp front teeth barely visible on the face that looks otherwise human. "You should go talk to him."

"Why on earth would I do that, Zara?" I ask. "Why is it that you spend so much time trying to set me up with random guys off the street?"

"Because I've run out of guys I already know," she says. "You're my best friend, Leah." Here we go again with the lecture. "I want you to have someone other than me. And a man is definitely something you need."

"I don't need anyone," I say. Why is she always like this?

"You think that only because you don't know any better," she chides. "Besides, he's a demon. Hot guy, demon, obviously attracted to you; what's not to like? It's meant to be, Leah!"

"Whatever." I stand. "I'm going to get more to drink. This conversation is closed. When I get back to the table, you better have something else to talk about." I take a few steps away, then turn back and add, "And it better have nothing to do with my love life, him or anyone else."

"You only think this conversation is over, Leah," she calls out. I don't answer. "Why are you ignoring me? Why are you ignoring him? That's really stupid! He's hot, Leah, and he's obviously into you! What more do you want?" Oh dear god. She is so embarrassing. Half of the café has turned to look at her. I feel my face heating up. Why do I take her out in public? She does stuff like this on purpose, I swear.

I just don't understand why she's so intent on getting me a guy. I'm perfectly fine with what I have right now. I have Zara. I have a couple of other friends, most of them human, but that's okay. I don't need anyone else. I most certainly don't need a man. I laugh to myself.

"Sleep with me." I jump, spilling soda all over my hand and arm. I look up to see the man Zara was pointing at earlier. I can't see his arms or hands at all, since they're completely hidden by his cloak, or whatever it is. Red-tinted eyes glare at me from beneath spiky black hair held out of his eyes by a headband.

"Excuse me?" I ask. Okay, he may be hot from a distance but he's most definitely a creep. It's the middle of the day. I've never met him before in my life. Maybe if he was drunk I could forgive him for it, but I don't smell any alcohol.

"Sleep with me," he repeats. His voice is commanding. He's used to getting what he wants. Well I don't care. He can ask someone else.

"Not on your life." I walk back over to Zara. "We need to go, Zara."

"But you just spoke with him," she objects looking thrilled.

"No." I shake my head. "He walked up to me and told me to have sex with him. He didn't give me his name, he didn't ask for my name, no small talk. Just 'Sleep with me.'"

"You misheard him," she says as I pull her to her feet. She does look a little worried. Good.

"Too bad he said it twice," I mutter, dragging her to the door. She sure knows how to pick them.

Hiei POV

I watch the girl go back to her friend and drag the other girl out the door. I narrow my eyes. I told her what I wanted, and she told me no. No one tells me no and lives. No one. She will either sleep with me, or she will die.

I follow the two girls to an apartment across town. It's not too hard to follow her wavy red hair in through the masses of people. Not that I couldn't find her with my evil eye if it became necessary. But her hair stands out enough that I don't need to. It's red, but not the violent red of Kurama's human form. A more muted shade, with undertones of gold and orange and brown. The odd hair is what caught my attention first. Then the ears, tail and demonic aura.

No one tells me no and lives. No one.

Leah POV

Zara snickers, glancing over her shoulder. "He really wants to do you, Leah. He's taken to stalking us."

"And I," I respond coldly, "blame you."

"And I have no problem with that," she answers. She pauses to think a moment then says, her lips twitching in an effort to stay serious, "Leah, you really need to get laid."

What? I shake my head in disbelief. "What?" I ask. "What are you suggesting, Zara?"

She shrugs and kisses me on the cheek as she drops me off at my apartment. "I'll let you figure it out, Leah. I just think that… getting laid might… loosen… you… up… a bit." She grins and vanishes down the stairs back the way we came. Why do I put up with her?

I turn and unlock the door to my apartment and kick off my shoes just inside. I need a shower.

As I stand under the hot water, I hear the door open and close. That's not right. Zara is the only one with a key, other than myself. And she's going out with her boyfriend tonight. I step out of the shower leaving the water on. I pull on my clothes.

I glance around. Why is there nothing I could use as a weapon in here? Hmmm… think out of the box, Leah… there. I take the lid covering the water tank of the toilet off as quietly as I can, doing my best to get a good grip on the smooth surface.

I slowly open the door. When I do, I find the creep from the café standing right outside the door, glaring at me. I swing the heavy lid at him. If I kill him, that's one less pervert for the world to deal with.

But he moves out of the way. Easily. So he's one of them. Moves faster than should be possible. I feel my eyes narrow and my tail twitch. "Get out of my house."

"Sleep with me," he says again. Suddenly he pulls out a sword and somehow uses it to knock the toilet lid from my hands. It hits the hardwood floor and cracks.

"Not on your life," I repeat. "Is that the only thing you know how to say?"

He takes a step forward and puts the tip of the sword to my throat. "No one tells me no." He does know how to talk. Too bad. I can't chalk his actions up to his being a complete idiot or lunatic then. He knows exactly what he's doing. "Sleep with me."

"Over my dead body." I spit in his face and kick my leg into his arm. I run into the kitchenette area. Plenty of weapons there.

Hiei POV

I reach up and slowly wipe her saliva from my eye. She is going to pay for that. I follow her into the kitchen, my sword out and by my side. "You will regret doing that."

"Will I?" she asks. She has all her knives laid out on the counter in front of her, the island separating her from me.

"Yes," I answer. "As I said, I do not like it when someone tells me no. Now I will give you one last chance. You can sleep with me, and then you can move on with your pathetic life or… I can kill you."

"I will die before I'll sleep with a pathetic cretin like you," she hisses, her orange cat ears twitching. Her hazel eyes are glaring daggers at me.

"You just made a grievous mistake," I warn her. I take a step forward. I am going to kill her.

But before I can take another step she takes three knives up off the counter with one hand and flings them at me. In my surprise, I only manage to dodge two of them. The other embeds itself in my stomach. I wrench it out and drop it to the floor. Bitch. She watches as I begin moving toward her. Why can't I move any faster? I drop my sword. What is wrong with me?

I hit the ground and watch her walk toward me. Damn it, what's happening? Why can't I move?

Leah POV

Thank god. I was afraid I hadn't gotten enough on the knives. I had to coat them so quickly. But now what? He's lying in the middle of my apartment, paralyzed, and if I don't do something, he's going to bleed to death. And people ask questions when you try to dispose of a body.

Damn it. I walk to the bathroom and pull out a roll of gauze and a roll of medical tape.

Zara, I am going to kill you.

Well, I hope I've captured your interest. I own Zara and Leah, although Leah was inspired by canopyskyandblanketseas. This story is dedicated to her. All reviews will be answered at the end of the next chapter. If you want a private review response, send me a private message instead of a normal review. I believe that's all for now. Until next time. ;)

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