Ryo of Wildfire… what a peculiar little creature. He moves with the grace and agility of a wild feline; it's almost seductive how he moves, whether it be tight and rough during a battle, or loose and relaxed on a sofa…. He is even quite amusing when he sleeps. He barely snores- a favorable quality- but when he's deep in sleep, he's positively luscious. His muscles flex reflexively, his toes curl ever so slightly, and his soft mouth hangs open only slightly…. So cute.

She had no idea how attractive one boy could be! Sure, she'd seen lots of them in her time, but none of them were quite like this one. None of them looked away like him, pouting at being caught; none of them could scowl or yell with the burning hot intensity of a raging blaze, or even purr with such sweet softness; none of them could shyly blush like him… none of them were Ryo.

Watching him lie there in bed, lightly tossing, she licked her lips. He was even cute when he was in pain. Somehow, she loved that the most! She just had to see even more… Smiling Kayura spoke quietly to herself through the darkness.

"Ryo of Wildfire… I must have you."