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"Holy shit! Dark put me down! Put me down right now! Omg, I'm gonna die, I gonna die I goona die!" whimpered Kara, a lovely girl with lavish chestnut curls who, if she were to look back at this experience would have killed herself for showing such weakness.

"Hahaha! Just enjoy the view Chestnut Curls! Come on look down sweet heart!" laughed Dark, a purple haired boy with a very sexy smirk on his face. He laughed at the girl's fright knowing that she would kill him for doing this later, but come on, when you know a person who's scared of heights, and you just happen to have wings on your back… Well, lets just say that Dark couldn't resist this opportunity to practically scare Kara to death since heights was the one out of two things she was scared of.

"Dark! Put me down! Right now!" she whined, clutching on to his shirt like there was no tomorrow while squeezing her eyes shut so hard that tears started to leek out. Sighing, Dark landed gracefully on a cliff and set her down.

As soon as she felt the ground beneath her feet, she lunged to it on her hands and knees, and kissed the ground repeatedly while saying, " holy shit, holy shit I'm alive, holy shit YOU ARE SO DEAD DARK!" she screamed, wheeling around to face him with an expression that could without a doubt kill a god. And Dark was no god, so think of how it affected him.

She took a step towards him, and he took a step back holding his hands in front of his face saying things like, " Now Kara, you know it was only a joke, right? I mean... come on… "

She took another step closer to him, and he dared a chance look at her, noticing something that had before been blocked from his vision because of his hands. Devilish thoughts formed in his mind as he saw her take another step closer, with both fists at her sides, slightly shaking, and eyes smashed shut. 'Heh, she doesn't know does she? Well, I guess I'll have to be a gentleman and point it out for her…'

And with that he took a step closer to Kara as she continued to advance him in small steps. Every step she took, he took one as well. It took Dark's warm breathe on her face to realize that she hadn't been the only one advancing.

"What the-?" She was cut off as warm lips hit her own, and strong arms took hold of her dainty waist.

'What is he doing? OMG! He's kissing me! HOLY-!' She reached an arm up to slap him, but it fell as soon as she felt his tongue caress her bottom lip and his teeth gently sink in. She moaned not only from pleasure, but also from the disappointment that she couldn't push him away. But soon he broke away from her and she gasped for air; only now realizing the burning sensation within her lungs.

"Well, well, well… It seems even little Miss. Kara can't resist my advances," he said, eyes twinkling with his trademark smirk plastered on his lips. She looked up, ready to yell at him, but was instead met with two pools of wine starring at her lovingly, and mischievously; in other words, she was spellbound. But that certainly didn't last for long as those pools strayed away from her face and ran down, down, down. She followed his gaze, and realized that her shirt had slipped down so much that you could she the red silk of her bra. She just stood there, immobilized, trying to think of the correct way to respond to this. Nothing, not a single word could be used to describe how she felt… Well, except for a select a few…

"DARK! YOU PERVERTED HOUND! WHAT IN GODS NAME ARE YOU LOOKING AT!!??" she shouted right into his ear so hard that, to be blunt, for the next couple hours, Dark wouldn't be able so hear shit in his left ear.

I'm supposing that you all would like to know what the hell's going on right? Why they are on a cliff, why Dark had taken Kara "prisoner" and flown off with her in the beginning of this chapter? Well, it began with the following morning after they had "made camp" the previous night:

"Dark."

"What Chestnut Curls?" he said yawing, turning to face the girl who shared his sleeping bag.

"Let go of me."

"What? Now why would I want to do a thing like that?" he cooed, nuzzling further into Kara's neck. As he did so he felt the warmth of her skin increase, telling him that she was moderately pissed.

Apparently, Kara had woken up to discover two strong arms around her waist holding her securely, and also an extra mass of warmth pressed against her back. Using her mad brain skills, she concluded that is was Dark, and that he had magically appeared in HER sleeping bag; the pervert. Now Dark, being the "smart" teen that he was, realized the increase of temperature on Kara's neck and decided that she was now beyond pissed. He had two options: run like a mad man, or stay put and wait for the storm to die down. He felt a great need to run, but then if he ran he would have to let go of Kara, and then her arms would be free to cause him injury. Thus he decided to go with number two.

"Dark…" she breathed, turning in his arms so now she was face to face with him, noses centimeters apart, "Dark…" she said again softly and seductively. His grip on her loosened.

'Shit, Why does she have to say my name like that?' He had to suppress a moan as she slipped one of her arms free and caressed his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned forward so that their foreheads were touching and let out a pleased hum. "Kara… You seductive little vix— OUCH! OWWWW! OWWWW! OWWW! OWWW! Let go Kara! Please!" he pleaded. He had let his guard down, and was now paying the price.

"No! Not until you get your hands off me!" she yelled, pulling his ear harder than before. Dark's hands leapt from her as if her petite form was on fire.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he cried, opening his eyes to see hers smiling back at him with— not a trace of anger, maybe a bit of annoyance, but definitely no anger.

"You're forgiven." She stated. As she released his ear, she sat up, and raised her arms above her head to stretch and yawn.

'What the hell was that?' Dark wondered, 'Normally, she'd have punched the living day lights out of me… Does this mean she's in a good mood? Maybe… No, I shouldn't… I shouldn't chance it... but the way she said my name... I don't care; I'm going for it!' And with that he practically pounced on the unsuspecting girl.

"Hey! What-?" Was all Chestnut Curls was able to say before she was on her back, her arms pinned above her head, and soft lips tasting her own. She would have hated to admit it, but… she loved it. Dark's taste was… indescribable, nothing like she had ever tasted before, nothing. It just added to his mysterious aura; the thing she loved most about him. She felt his tongue lick her bottom lip, and invited him in with all the kindness that a host should give her guest. Her moans only drove him further as he practically devoured her mouth. But then he pulled back with an accomplished look in his eyes, and smiled at her.

"Come on, it's high time we bathed. Come on, I saw this great natural hot spring while scouting." Without waiting or caring about her response, he picked her up bridal style, gathered their bathing necessities, and took off. Thus beginning Chestnut Curl's frightening experience and shirt fiasco.

"Come on CC! (I'm tired of writing Chestnut Curls out, so I'm making CC a nickname for the nickname Chestnut Curls k?) The water feels so good!" Dark said, clad in only a towel.

A distinguished HMPH! could be heard from behind the bushes where CC had gone to change, "Well, I would if somebody had bothered to pick up my bathing suit so I didn't have to run around in only a towel!" she screamed at him.

He winced but said coolly, "I'm sorry, but these fabulous spur of the moment ideas only come once in a while, so I didn't want to waste any time looking for your bathing suit!"

"Waste time my ASS! The bag with my bathing suit was right next to the one you picked up! Arrggghh! You purposely didn't take the one with our bathing suits!"

"Well it took you long enough to figure that out… HOLY BEGIZOUS!"

Kara had suddenly emerged from the bushes looking pissed startling the cool-headed teen half to death.

Thinking it would be a good time to apologize, he quickly stood up to bow and plead for his life, but he may have moved a little too quickly. This is because his towel slipped from his waist, so he was left standing there in all his crown and glory for all the world to see; world meaning Kara.

She screeched and whipped around quickly, face radiating crimson as she yelled, "God Dark! Just don't stand there! Put that away!"

"CC?"

"W-What?" she stammered.

"I lost my towel."

"Don't you think I know that?"

"No, I mean for real. I can't find it."

"WHAT!!??" she screamed turning around only to do a 360 when she realized that Dark still didn't have his towel on.

"Oh well, come on before it gets too late." Dark said, sitting on the bottom of the spring looking at the girl's slightly shaking back.

"W-What did you say?" Right now Kara was very much beside herself. She really wanted to bathe, but not when Dark… was how should she put it? So exposed? She sighed and said, "Fine."

Slowly she approached the other side of the spring, taking hesitant steps as she entered the "dangerous" waters, purposely ignoring the daggers being bored into her from a purple-headed male at the opposite end of the spring.

As soon as she sat down, (on the opposite side of the spring of course) Dark rose from the water and started to make his way towards her.

"AAAHH! What are you doing?!" she exclaimed. Covering her eyes with her hands.

"Heh, what I want. That's for sure." She knew that Dark had sat down beside her for two reasons: one, she felt his arms wrap around her waist. Two, she also felt his warm breathe on her neck, not to mention something warm and wet caress her ear soon after.

"D-D-Dark!" she moaned as he continued his menstruations of her ear with the help his tongue.

"What?" he said innocently, but very seductively and tempting. He tightened his hold around her and brought her closer to him, as Dark spoke the words his heart was bound to.

"I love you, Kara."

"… I love you too… Dark…" she said, gasping softly as she realized what she had just confessed.

But all he did was chuckle and say, "I know babe… I know…"

SO? Better or worse? Please tell me! I'm trying to aim for at least 10 reviews! I already have one, but I need 9 more please! Oh yeah, sorry if these two chapters don't really give much info, but the next chapter will give you more of an idea of what this things about! I just wrote these two chapters to set the stage of Dark and Kara's relationship. Remember to review even it is anonymous! Ja ne!