AN- Chapter 3 up the same night as Chapter 2?I It's some kind of bizarre miracle….or a mild case of insomnia on my part. So, WARNING!-THIS CHAPTER DOES CONTAIN SEXUAL THEMES, AT THE BEGINNING IN PARTICULAR, YES FROM THE WORD GO! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! I've tried to make it somewhat 'modest' not going into great detail, but just implying enough so you can decipher what's taking place. Ahem. Yes. Please don't kill me . Let me know what you think, I hope this chapter is better than the last two. Goodnight XD.

Chapter Three

Zero's 'the Outlaw's' POV

"N…No more…." The small, lilac haired girl beneath me cried, her voice expressing the weariness she felt. Still, not completely satisfied yet I kept going a little longer, each moan she uttered helping to build the growing passion within me. I gritted my teeth to keep from crying out myself, holding her hips almost as if to steady myself. The pressure seemed to have built to it's peak, and I swiftly removed myself just in time avoid 'filling' her, shall we say. I threw my head back panting at the release of tension within my body. I gripped her hips tightly in my hands, relishing in the momentary feeling of bliss that would soon evaporate again, most likely as quickly as it had come.

I was brought back to reality as a small sound came from Maria, the young woman I was still straddling despite having satisfied my urges for now. I ran a hand though my tangled hair, pushing the strands away from eyes in irritation as I often did, before staring down the girl panting below me. Her eyes fluttered as if she would fall asleep at any moment, a bittersweet mixture of guilt and ecstasy plastered across her delicate features. She looked good even in her dishevelled state, her lavender hair splayed out around her, and her cheeks flushed a soft pink color. I took hold of a handful of her soft hair, bringing it to my nose as if to take in her aroma. Her amethyst eyes, only a shade or so darker than her hair if that, stared seductively up at me as the quick rise and fall of her bare chest began to slow as the adrenaline decreased.

I hoisted myself off of her, retrieving her discarded bed cover from the floor and pulling it over her bare form. She accepted it gratefully, pulling it tightly around herself. She watched me contentedly, silently as I recovered my jeans from the chair I had flung them over, swiftly pulling them on, purposely neglecting to actually fasten them. I settled on the large double bed beside her, lying on my side so I could run a hand over her silky hair as she began to fall into an exhausted sleep. I grinned at her as she fought to keep her eyes open, but her eyelids betrayed her, pulling her into sleep within minutes.

Not long after she finally submitted to unconsciousness, I stood up, moving in virtual silence around her bedroom as I reclaimed my abandoned clothes. I dressed hastily, only glancing back every now and then to make sure she was still asleep. I crept over to the window, parting the thick purple drapes only slightly to peek out of the large window. The Moon was full, and illuminated the grounds of her father's vast plantation with an eerie yet beautiful glow. I glanced around, trying to catch glimpse of anyone who may still be lurking outside who may catch me leaving and disrupt my plans to leave unnoticed. Satisfied that the grounds were quiet, I skulked towards her bedroom door, pausing to look at the sleeping form of Maria Kurenai once more before I left.

I felt almost hollow staring at the sleeping form beneath the thin cover. She was a beautiful young woman, only seventeen, a mere one year younger than myself. Still, I'd come to realise I wasn't in love with the girl. I was attracted to her, as I had been to all the girls I'd been with, but still, it had only been a physically attraction. Now that I had slept with her the strong emotion I had experienced upon meeting the girl had vanished, and I was once again forced to admit it had been a sexual attraction.

I fled, going unnoticed just as I had planned. I snuck out the back door as she had earlier informed me I could, and went to rescue my mare Lily. I smiled warmly at the animal as she came into view, and she made a sound, tossing her head to the side. Her way of telling me I had kept her waiting too long again, and that she was unhappy with me. I laughed quietly, stroking her soft white face as soon as I came into contact with her.

"I'm sorry girl, come on. Let's go home." I apologised with a smirk. She responded with another toss of her head. I rolled my eyes at the creature, moving to her side and undoing a brown leather pouch that was attached to the saddle that sat on her back. Rummaging around I felt my hand brush against the smooth texture of an apple, something I had been saving for myself but if I was to get out of here quietly and swiftly I'd have to bribe the mare. Pulling the fruit from the bag, I tossed it lightly into the air, easily catching it again before feeding it to the white horse. She made a sound of approval as she ate, almost giving me permission to ride her now.

"Good girl." I whispered, not wanting to attract attention. I lifted myself on to her back, swinging my leg over the saddle to sit astride the horse. Slipping my feet easily into the stirrups, I coaxed the young horse forward. Pleased with the bribe, she galloped away, swiftly through the Kurenai's grounds and out into the open. I felt melancholy as we road at top speed now, not to escape really, just because I enjoyed the breeze that rippled at my air and clothes.

I had almost hoped I'd fallen for Maria. I hadn't purposely become a womanizer as such…at first I'd just enjoyed the feeling of being with a different woman every time….and by the time I'd felt 'ready' to commit to a woman, I'd become so set in my ways it seemed I couldn't help myself….because every new girl was like a challenge, to see how long it would take for me to get what I wanted from her. It had started with whores I guess….but once I'd had a taste of having to work to get the girl…I couldn't get enough. Saloon girls had been pretty easy, my next 'prey' if you like. Still, even then it hadn't been enough…and over the past few months I'd developed a rather reckless habit of going for the rich girls, the ones who were really out of my league. Or maybe they weren't? I hadn't had much trouble getting them to comply with my needs….Still, I guess the reason I'd turned to them was because I thought they'd fight against me, make me wait, make me beg. No such 'luck'. Rich girls weren't brought up to put it out like the lower class girls….I assumed they'd cherish their innocence, and not want to lose it to a man like me. What did I know about women though?

I shook my head, pulling on the reigns, urging Lily to slow down. I was confused. So far all I'd wanted was flings, one night stands with gorgeous woman. What now? Did I really want to settle down? No. The thought of being 'confined' to one woman was almost too painful to bear. I loved the fact that sleeping around was frowned upon, that when in bed with a girl I was doing something forbidden. It gave me such a thrill. I didn't want to lose that…I wanted a challenge. Yes, someone who had a will to match mine. I wanted a girl that was smart enough to deny me what I wanted, who would tease me and demand I wait…..did such a girl exist? Surely there was a woman with a rebellious spirit somewhere, I just hadn't found her yet.

My stomach growled. I flipped the flap of the pouch up, retrieving another apple from the sack, and biting into it. Still. This little incident reminded me how dangerous this desire had become. I'd lost my job as a writer because of my reckless ways, and was now forced to steal beg and borrow to make ends meet. It was becoming obsession. I scratched at the tattoo printed across my neck as if it were an irritation. I wasn't an idiot. I was an educated man believe it or not, but the life of a rogue had been one I couldn't resist. Still couldn't resist. It wasn't just the women, it was being chased by the Sherriff, having to hide out and do things under the cover of darkness. Something about the lifestyle satisfied a dark need that had always been living inside of me, and I wasn't about to give it up just yet, not for all the woman or money in the world. I grinned to myself, I'd find a way to get by, I had so far, doing odd jobs here and there, even if it meant travelling out of the area where my name was less notorious…well my reputation, since no one knew my name. Not even the girls I slept with.

"Alright Lily, let's go." I said aloud, patting the mare affectionately, urging her forward back to the abandoned saloon I was using as my temporary home. As the horse galloped along at a steady speed, I began to form a plan…perhaps I'd been looking in the wrong places for my girl…I cast my mind back to the other day, I'd run into the Sherriff's young daughter. An attractive young girl with short dark blonde hair, and ochre eyes. A mischevious grin spread across my face. The Sherriff's daughter. Now that was dangerous. The daughter of the man who was in charge of tracking me down and throwing me in prison, partly for theft and partly for sleeping with half the girls in the area. If she had the same persistence as her father, I was sure she'd satisfy my longing. Oh this was a very dangerous plan indeed, but now the wheels had started to turn in my mind there was no going back. Young Sayori Wakaba the Sheriff's daughter would be mine.