A/N: Well I'm back with another ficcie!! I decided that since I had promised writing a lemon fic an uber long time ago, and since I had been away for so long, that I'd give some of your hentais out there a good old Kouga/Ayame lemon fic. Enjoy!!

Loss of Innocence
Chapter 1- The Woman

Eroticism... Fantasies... Passion...

These are the simple words to describe every powerful/wealthy male in Feudal Japan's desires. When the prince wanted something, his servants were sure bring him what he wanted... Or death would be their punishments.

The Feudal States seemed innocent... or as innocent as it could appear during times of war. But that was just the cover which fooled the naive. Under that mask of innocence was a very corrupt and lawless civilization where the men caused havoc. That havoc could be categorized as stalking, rape, and bloodshed. Yes, and this was women related.

Why exactly?

Because women were viewed as toys– dolls... They were simply either whores, taken advantage of then killed, or were actually taken as a wife.

The last rarely ever occurring...

"Get the girl... and bring her to me..." A husky voice ordered. The owner of that voice leaned backwards as a cocky smirk made its way on his face. Long, silky, black hair glistened in the candle light as it flowed down the owner's back, held up by a high ponytail. An attire of brown fur and armor decorated his body and covered the more private parts of him. Where this fur and armor didn't cover revealed nicely tanned skin. Blue eyes also glistened along with his hair in the light as the lord observed two of his servants. He looked similar to a demon– his sharp canines, nails, and somewhat pointed ears were proof of this– yet demons were only myths told to scare young children.

"Sir! The woman you are referring to... you don't mean her do you?" One asked.

A sigh of exasperation escaped the prince as he viewed the two servants in annoyance. "Yes, I mean her– now go and get her before I lose my patience with the two of you."

"Y-yes sire!" The two chirped, stumbling out of the room.

There was silence as the prince drummed his fingers against his leg.

"Soon... You will be mine Ayame..."

"...Ayame, go and get some bread from the market."

"Yes grandfather!!" The one referred to as Ayame chirped, jogging out of the small hut which she resided in. Auburn hair tied up in two pigtails waved in the small gust of wind while she happily hummed an unknown song. Her seagreen eyes glimmered in the sunlight as she slid down a hill, taking a shortcut towards the village square. She was clad in a white fur skirt along with a small "cape" draped over her shoulders, and finally a red and black colored chest plate armor. She too resembled a demon, with the somewhat pointed ears, sharper canines, and finally "claws".

Walking near a stream now, she heard a squawk and stumbled. Falling onto her behind, she let out a whine and glared towards the bushes. There she waited.

Shortly after, a small bird-like creature appeared, abruptly wobbling away. "Stupid bird.."

She grumbled. Slowly standing up, she dusted herself off. Ayame watched it for one more moment until realization hit her like a brick– she was supposed to be getting bread for her grandfather!

"Bad bad bad..." She groaned, turning around, preparing to sprint. Just as she lifted her foot, she heard a voice.

"You..." One of the two male servants addressed her. "You are wanted... come with us peacefully or we shall... Take you by any means necessary."

"By who..?" Ayame asked cautiously, slowly backing up.

"It's best if you do not ask questions and come with us..." The second servant answered, uncomfortably close to the young woman now. He had a look in his eyes... A look most male bastards had for women when they were in the mood for pleasure.

She visibly tensed in reply to this, her breathing becoming somewhat faster as she heard the familiar pounding in her ears. "What do you want?" She spoke calmly. "Certainly I haven't done anything wrong which deserves for you to ask me to come with you... Which leads me to my next question–"

"Shut up." The first servant snapped, advancing towards the startled young woman. "We have no intent on harming you or anything... else. Our master wants you. So either come peacefully or–" He jumped towards her, yet Ayame was too fast for him and slid to the side with a small squeal. He grunted, laying there with her watching in surprise.

"A-are you alri–" She began, only to fall over, her world becoming black as she fell. Behind her stood the second servant rubbing his hands together as he watched her fall lifelessly to the ground.

"Prince Kouga wishes to... meet you Miss Ayame..." The servant chuckled as he began to fling her, as if an inanimate object, over his shoulder. "And we would not like to disappoint him... so you are coming with us..."

Her head was pounding. Her face was against a soft, silky surface. Her mind, while pulsing violently from the headache she was suffering from, screamed at her to get up and investigate where the hell she was. What the hell was she laying on? And why the hell was it so... comfortable?

She groaned and slowly began to sit up.

Finally opening her eyes, Ayame glanced around the dimly lit room. Better yet, a bedroom...

A bedroom... And she was on the bed...

Her heart raced as she looked down to see if she was naked. "Sheesh..." She sighed in relief upon seeing the attire she was wearing before still on her body.

"Ah... So you're awake..." The husky voice stated as narrow rays of sunlight entered the room, giving it a somewhat cosy feel in the atmosphere.

Ayame couldn't help but relax to a certain extent because of this, yet that man... Those blue eyes... That voice...

"Kouga..."

She wearily looked at the prince while he grinned. As he began to walk into the room, he spoke once more to her, the look of desire evident in his eyes. "Ayame.." He wanted to take her... She knew it for quite some time. Or at least... since he formally sent a messenger to her grandfather stating that he wanted her to live in his mansion.

And the thing was...

Kouga was known for inviting quite a few women into his manor... What he did with him made Ayame involuntarily shudder at the thought. Both her and her grandfather, knowing what Kouga was like, declined the invitation politely.

The next day there was quite a ruckus, to say the least, over that turndown. The talk in the village all that week was about how the arrogant prince was quite... displeased about their reply.

When he saw her shudder right after he uttered her name, Kouga's grin turned into a smirk. "Well you're not like the rest of them..."

Ayame snapped back into reality, asking moodily. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

Kouga walked over to the woman. She eyed him wearily, tensing as he place his finger under her chin and tilted her head up. Bringing his face uncomfortably close to hers, he stared into her seagreen eyes with his crystal clear blue ones. "I'll let you be the judge of that..."

"You make me sick..." Ayame uttered, glaring at him.

He smiled at this and brushed a stray strand of her auburn locks out of her eyes. Pulling back, he walked towards the door and turned back to her, speaking lightly, "And you make me curious... But I guess we'll just have to bear with each other for a little longer then, won't we?"

"Yeah right Kouga... Keep dreaming..."

"Goodnight love." He said, turning and walking out of sight.

"Goodnight my ass you bastard..."

A/N: Okies well there goes chappie one. I hope ya liked it! I also have to apologize about the format... FF.net was being an annoying little crapper ¬¬;; Anyways, was it good? Bad? Please review to tell me what ya thought.