A/N: Sorry it took awhile to update. My life gets hectic from time to time and it takes me awhile to get back on track. But anyways, here is your next chapter. Hope you like it. Enjoy! R&R

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A smirk split his face, a chuckle escaping him. Kouga clenched and unclenched his hands as he kept his gaze on the woman in front of him. His tail swayed behind him in satisfaction, as he spoke, amusement clearly heard, "Don't think your getting away that easily wind user." He suddenly lunged at her, knocking her off of the feather, landing her on her ass. He winced as his injured arm came in contact with the ground, causing more blood to seep from the wound.

He sat up, rubbing his head, but suddenly stiffened as he realized he was straddling the sorceress. He took this as an opportunity to finish her off. Growling, he grabbed her arms, pinning them over her head. His other hand circled around her neck.

A yelp of surprise escaped her parted lips as she was suddenly knocked from her feather. For once, she had underestimated the wolf's speed, and she was paying for it. Damn those jewel shards in his legs. She should have aimed for his legs the first time she attacked. She continued to glare at him, squirming beneath him as he pinned her hands above her head. Her face contorted into one of unbridled rage as she struggled, digging her nails into the hand that was holding her down. As his other hand grasped her neck, she hissed again, straining against the stronger male.

"You insolent pig." She practically spat at him, growling underneath her breath. Any other woman in her position would possibly cower in fear by the enraged look of hatred upon the wolf prince's face, but she, Kagura, was not just an average woman. Her defiance to be subdued in such a manner overwhelmed her and she continued to struggle, finding it somewhat difficult in her kimono as the snug fabric prevented the mobility she wanted.

"Get your filthy hands off me, wolf. You taint me with your touch."

His eyes glistened with amusement as a smirk returned to his face. The hand around her throat tightened dangerously, causing his claws to pierce her neck, her burgundy colored blood seeping on to his fingers, mixing with his own. He leaned down, mere inches from her face. She could feel his warm breath brush against her skin as he spoke in a low whisper,"Whats wrong wind user? Didn't expect the wolf to have the upper hand?" he laughed lightly, his blue eyes shinning as he watched her wiggle beneath him. "Don't worry Kagura..." he spat her name, "I'll make you suffer the same way you made my men suffer."

Instead of becoming panicked by his threat, her demeanor changed and she stopped struggling against him. It was apparent that brute force wasn't going to be enough to overcome the wolf. The anger on her face dissipated and she lofted a slender brow, wincing slightly as his claws sank into her neck. For a moment, she looked as though she'd attempt to retaliate for the injury, but she just exhaled softly, determined to keep her head. Removing her nails from his hand, she gazed at him, scanning his figure with a look of mild interest until her scarlet hues rested on his face once more.

"Tell me… Kouga." This was perhaps the first time she had ever addressed him by his actual name, instead of the generic name of his breed. "Now that you've captured me… what is it you plan to do?" Her voice was cool, unruffled, despite the fact that her life was being threatened by his claws. Calculating as always, she knew that her best chance for escape was to get him talking. She only needed one moment to slip away from him, and when that moment presented itself, she would be sure to be ready for it.

Kouga's cocky smirk disappeared into a frown. His sparkling blue eyes narrowed, darkening as they left her face, moving down to her figure and then back up. He sat up, getting more room between the two, letting out a puff of air, causing his black tresses to ruffle slightly. "I know what your trying to do. I'm not as stupid as you think sorceress." He scoffed at her, his claws digging into the hands that he held. "Why would I honestly give you the satisfaction of knowing your own death. All you need to know is that it will be by my hands."

Not as stupid as she thought he was… Well, he could have fooled her. Instead of voicing that statement, she chose to keep it to herself, sharp eyes noticing that he had looked her over as well. The feel of sharp claws digging into her skin made her start, her hands attempting to move away from the stinging sensation. Instead of responding to his words, she chose to direct the conversation to another topic, her gaze moving from his face to his arm.

"You're bleeding." She pointed out the obvious, watching as the blood oozed from his injury. Her voice was lacking concern, and she sounded rather matter-of-fact. If he bled to death, it wouldn't matter to her. Nor would she care if he became ill due to an infectious wound. His life had nothing to do with hers. The only thing that intertwined their fate was the fact that she was Naraku's puppet. If left to her own devices, she never would consort with a demon of his kind.

A dark brow raised in confusion at her choice of conversation. He couldn't understand it. Why would the wind user care to point out his injuries. Hell... he knew about his injuries, even though he didn't show it, they hurt like hell. His hand loosened slightly on her neck, removing the claws from it. He continued to look at her, no longer a look of anger or hate, but something else. Something she couldn't quite figure out. His voice was low, without her demonic abilities she probably wouldn't have heard him. "I know I'm bleeding. Have you never had an injury before? It will be healed up in a few hours. Nothing that you need to be worrying yourself over." Seeing her uncomfort, he released his claws from her arms, but did not loosen his grip on them. He let out a sigh of frustration, still unsure of the woman's odd behavior.

A feeling of relief coursed through her as his claws removed themselves from her neck. She could still feel the trickle of blood that made its way down her skin and she sighed, knowing that it was going to stain her kimono. Blood was such a pain to wash out… Ruby optics returned once more to his face and a brow lofted in surprise. He seemed confused by her sudden attitude change and when he spoke, she had to strain to hear him. Her, worry over him? This made both eyebrows arch upwards and she released a small snort of amusement, a smile playing around her painted lips.

"Your life means little to me." She retorted, crimson eyes sparkling with amusement. "And of course I know what an injury is. Despite my normal appearance, I do get into quite a few battles. Such is the life when you are a tool for someone else's purpose." Her voice had a bitter tinge to it, but she continued to gaze at him, unmoved by her own words. Shifting beneath him, she let out a grunt of discomfort and cleared her throat before she spoke again. "If you plan on killing me, you might as well do it now. There's a rock digging into my back and it's uncomfortable, to say the least."

Kouga watched her squirm beneath with no concern whatsoever. He huffed, narrowing his eyes on her once more. "Your that eager to die?" He shook his head, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, Kagura saw the same look she had seen earlier. He sat there silently, looking down at her oddly, his tail moving slightly. Every now and then Kagura would feel something tickle the side of her leg, something with fur. Suddenly Kouga removed his hand from her throat, tightening it into a fist. He scowled down at her, cursing under his breath.

The tickling sensation on her legs made her squirm again and she glared upwards at him, startled to find that the look on his face had changed. Into what, she wasn't exactly sure, and she lofted a brow in silent question. Then… that damn tickling sensation again. What the hell was that? Without thinking, she strained and pulled a hand from his hold, reaching down to swat at the whatever was tickling her. To her surprise, it was his tail. She didn't think he actually had a tail, not that she paid attention to what he wore. Fingers explored the furry appendage with curiosity, until she realized what she was doing. With a low hiss, she quickly brought her hand back, recoiling like his touch was poisonous.

"…Hn. Of course not. But that seems to be your ultimate purpose whenever we meet." She murmured, shifting beneath him again. "Oi. Get off already. You're crushing me."

An eyebrow raised in question as he watched her hand grab for something. His eye began to twitch as he realized that the something was his tail. His nose scrunched as she played with his tail, his eyes narrowing. He reached down, grabbing her hand once more, trapping it above her head. He fidgeted on top of her, trying to find a comfortable seat on the wind user. Her hip bone was digging into his butt and he really didn't like it. "I don't care if your uncomfortable. Your gonna have to get over it. As for the killing part I think I've got a better idea on how you should die." A smirk formed across his face, his tail moving once again. "How about if I take you back to my mountain and let the mates of all the warriors you killed do the job? How does that sound to you?"

At his question, Kagura's mind wandered at such a confrontation with his entire clan. The thought of being ripped apart by a pack of angry widows did not sit well with her. While she knew there wasn't many of his tribe left, she was sure that the other tribes must have banded together, considering she killed off most of them. For once, she felt a pang in her chest, an unfamiliar sensation. She couldn't place it, and for a moment, she was silent, trying to contemplate what this new emotion was. It pissed her off, almost as much as his fidgeting did. And that damnable tail again. It kept tickling her side, making her squirm in ways she didn't want to. Narrowing her gaze, she strained against his body once more, a sneer coming to her pretty mouth.

"What's the matter, Kouga? Can't do the job yourself, so you need your clan to do it for you?"

Kouga growled, snapping at her, "Watch your tongue wench! Your in no place to assume anything of me." He leaned down, inches from her, nose to nose, his voice low, threatening, "It would be wise to do so if you would like to keep your life a little bit longer." Kouga sat up as he took in a deep breath trying to calm his nerves once more. It bothered him enough to be this close to the sorceress. Opening his eyes, his blue orbs fixated on her. His face was scrunched,deep in thought. He opened his mouth to speak but it quickly closed as he thought about what he wanted to say. "If it's any of your business, I just thought the ladies would like to seek their revenge. They're the ones who suffered, not me."

As he moved closer to her, that unsettling feeling within her grew stronger and she hissed softly, trying to move away from him. What was wrong with her? All these new nameless emotions irritated the hell out of her and she wanted nothing more then to just get away from the wolf, knowing he was the one that was causing them. Scarlet eyes narrowed as he spoke and she huffed, turning her gaze to the side. "You act like I enjoyed what I did. I wasn't the one who wanted them killed, Kouga. And they were coming to the castle to rip me apart as it was. Did you expect me to just stand there and let it happen?" A heaviness settled within her at the memory of the wolf tribe that stormed the castle walls. While she did seem to enjoy bloodshed, now the thought of her slaughtering those wolves did not amuse her. Instead, it made her squirm. With a sigh, she turned her gaze back to him. "Do what you have to do, wolf. As of right now, I'm in no position to argue."

The young wolf prince growled in frustration. He was getting tired of all of this talk, it was causing him to rethink the whole situation at hand. And he didnt like the thoughts he was getting about the wind user under him. He was beginning to doubt her intentions, forgetting what she really was and that worried him. Plus, these strange emotions he was feeling everytime he got closer to her began to worry him. His blue eyes remained on her, watching her. He raised his clawed hand up, ready to make the final strike, aiming for her throat. He closed his eyes, his fist clenching at the feelings that suddenly flooded him. With a curse, he got off of the wind user, clutching his head. "Damn you sorceress... you and your tricks."

Scarlet hues gazed upwards at the young wolf as he growled at her. For some reason, that animalistic noise sent a shiver through her body, but not a shiver of fear. To her surprise, it was from excitement. This made her blink in confusion. What was she excited for? He was about to kill her, was he not? Returning her gaze to him, she refused to shrink away as he raised his clawed hand, finding that if she were to die, she'd do so with dignity. Suddenly, he moved off her, and she felt a pang in her chest as his weight was removed. A brow lofted as he spoke and she moved to push herself into a sitting position, wincing as she turned her head.

"What do you mean, tricks? I've done nothing to you." She murmured, raising a hand to lightly touch her neck. The marks he made with his claws had already begun to heal and she exhaled softly, inspecting the damage to her kimono. Crimson lips pursed into a frown of disapproval as she saw that this one was tattered and frayed from battling. As she looked herself over, she couldn't help but give a sideway glance towards the wolf who was a few feet away from her. For the first time, she found herself looking at him, not as an enemy, but as a man. Which disturbed her greatly, for she found him…attractive. Shaking her head quickly, she moved to stand, gathering the pieces of her broken fan.

"If we're done, I'll take my leave. I don't need you changing your mind on me."

He couldn't understand what was wrong with him. Kagura was his enemy, he hated her. So why was he getting these strange urges whenever he got close to her. His instincts were telling him to bolt, just run away from all of this. But his pride kept his feet in place, trying to control these strange feelings. Hearing her voice his eyes snapped open, turning to Kagura. His face was scrunched with a mixture of anger and confusion. "Your not going any where sorceress. Your coming with me. The sooner we get to my tribe the better, I'm tired of being around you. The quicker I get rid of these thoughts the better."

As he spoke, she paused and turned to face him, the pieces of her broken fan still clutched within her hand. So, he was still intent on bringing her back to his clan, was he? An amused grin slowly spread across her face and she laughed; a low smug laugh, that resonated through her slender frame. Scarlet hues sparkled and she shook her head, tilting her gaze upwards to the enchanted feather that still hung in the air from earlier.

"You can't possibly think that after all this, I'm going to let you take me captive again? Silly Kouga. No, I'm going to go and fix my fan… our battle will continue another day."
The sooner she could get away from him, the better. These feelings he was stirring within her did not settle well with her and she wanted to be rid of them. The feather slowly lowered towards her and she sat herself onto the plume, raising herself upwards before he could attack again. Grasping the soft fibers betwixt her fingers, she turned to gaze at him once more, studying his figure for a moment. Something he said made her hesitate, wanting to know what he was thinking about her.
Being careful not to lower her feather within his reach, she called down to him, swaying on the breeze.

"What thoughts are you having about me, wolf?"

He glared at the woman in front of him, ready to prevent her from leaving when she suddenly jumped onto her feather, floating up, out of his reach. He cursed lightly, watching her float higher and higher. His fists clenched, his claws digging into his palms, causing them to bleed. His face suddenly turned from pissed to pure shock as her question rang through his head. He quickly covered up his look of shock with one of annoyance. He spat at her, "Whats it matter what I think. You deserve to die for what you did... and you will." He quickly looked down at the ground, hiding his look of pain. Those words hurt him for some reason and he was getting tired of these strange feelings he was feeling for her. Where were they coming from? He shouldn't be feeling this way about his enemy. What would his pack think of him right now? He had the sorceress in his grasp and he let her go. He spared the monster's life. How could he face his pack with this now on his conscience. With his head still lowered, so was his voice as he spoke, "Just leave me, your already causing enough trouble for me at the moment with your presence."

"Hn…"

Kagura watched him for a moment, a curious expression on her face. Something had changed within her, and she could tell from his constant flickering emotions that the same change had taken place within the prince as well. Her feather gliding slowly on another gust of wind, she let out a small snort and turned it around, so that her back was to him. Why did she ask what he was thinking? What did it matter to her? He was the enemy and she was not suppose to fraternize with him. She was on her feather now, and she should have left already. Yet… Glancing over her shoulder, she gazed at him again. Yet something was keeping her where she was. Pulling her to him. For a moment, she thought about lowering her feather closer, just to be near him. With a strangled gasp, she shook her head quickly and stared forward, moving her feather off in a slow ascent. As she moved away from where the wolf was standing, the ache in her chest seemed to grow slightly larger and she emitted a growl out of annoyance. This was ridiculous. She needed to focus on more important things. Like her broken fan. And Naraku's anger. She was sure he'd be furious to know that not only had she failed in killing the prince, but she had broken her weapon in the process. Glancing downwards she touched the shattered fan, fingers trailing along until she noticed a stain on her kimono. A bloodstain. Kouga's blood. Before she could stop herself, she touched the spot with the tip of her fingers, a small smile coming to her lips.

What the hell was wrong with her?

His eyes drifted up towards the feather as he saw it floating away from him. With no control, his arm raised up to it, reaching for 'her'. His chest began to ache as he watched her move farther and farther away. He closed his eyes tightly, his hand still held out for her, the other gripped at his chest. What was happening to him? By the looks of the wind user, she was having the same problems as he was. He saw her pause, watching him, instead of quickly leaving. As she did leave, he caught her glancing over her shoulder at him, an odd look on her face. Something was happening between the two enemies. Something he didn't like... something that he needed to fix. He was failing his job as leader, as prince. He was letting his fallen comrades down, all due to that woman. The woman that pained him as he watched her leave. His mouth opened in a gasp, saying her name, "Kagura." He wanted to call out to her, to prevent her from leaving. He looked back towards the feather that was drifting off into the distance. His mouth opened to scream for her but he quickly closed it. Oh yes... something was definitely wrong with the wolf prince. He knew that for sure.

A/N: So what did you think? Like it? Hate? Dont really know yet? Review and let me know what you think. I am also open to suggestions.