Hi there!

Today is a fine day, with the sun shining and a small breeze gracing us... It's nice! And I'm inside my room, with my cheetah claiming my legs as her pillow and writing this! Perfect! Anyway, thank you for stopping by and if you choose to ignore this little intro, know that I answer to the questions you guy make me!

Review Answer Time!

- LadyDiamond92, I can't tell the reason why Dominic doesn't talk, that would spoil the story! What I can tell you is that you'll find out soon ;)

- Midnight Sin 009, thank you!

My cheetah just growled at me because my leg is itchy. Honey, you're heavy, okay?

ON THE FIC!


The night had fallen. The crickets were starting to sing, filling the air with their quiet voices and soft tunes. The fireflies were out, shining the way to the depths of the forest for whomever brave enough to follow. The sandman had come and put the children to bed, but he hadn't reached all eyes and souls. A woman stood in front of her house, gazing into the full moon over her, trying to set straight the mess that her thoughts were. She was alone, but not for long. A pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist and a chin was placed on her shoulder.

"Love, what's wrong?"

"That demon had her sights set on Bo, Miroku…"

"What do you mean? What makes you think that?" he asked, kissing her exposed shoulder.

"I stepped out into view, she did nothing. Kagome stepped out into view, she did nothing. Only when Bo moved… That was when she moved. Bo was her victim before she even knew that."

"I find quite hard to believe that Lady Ysabeau already has made an enemy in the short time she has been around." Miroku said "Think about what you're saying, Sango…"

"I know, but…" she said, turning to him "I've known Dominic for the longest. Let's see from this angle. I know him the longest, but I can protect myself, so I'm ruled out. Kagome knows him for three days, just like Bo, but unlike Bo, Kagome can't do a very good job protecting herself! The logical target would be Kagome! Why was Bo the target?"

"Maybe the demon knows about Dominic and Bo? About their relationship?"

"What relationship?" Sango asked "Dominic went to her one time. I'm guessing because he knew she would be powerless against demons. There's nothing between them, Miroku. It doesn't matter how hard Kagome dreams about planning their wedding, they have no relationship whatsoever."

"I wouldn't know, my love. Dominic isn't much of a talker, you know that. Perhaps you should ask those questions to Inuyasha. Those two seem to spend a lot of time together lately."

"I will."

"But make that tomorrow, my love…" Miroku whispered, taking her hand "Let's get some sleep…"

"Okay…"

.-ae-.

Kagome took a deep breath, gazing the wall of Inuyasha's hut. Said man soon joined her, only wearing the pants of his fire rat, and took a seat next to her. He caressed the raven locks that fell down her back, entwining his fingers within them. Taking a short notice that her mood didn't change, he moved her hair from her back and placed a kiss over her spine, making her shudder. Enjoying the effect he had on her, he continued to press small kisses up her spine until he reached her neck.

"Talk to me…" he whispered, his hand ghosting down her naked back.

"I'm just thinking about earlier today. With Bo and that demon…"

"Why?" he asked.

"Inuyasha, maybe because I care about my best friend! Bo was the only one that stood there by me in the three years we were apart! Sure, my mother tried, but she tried to make me forget about you! Whenever I saw Souta playing video games, was a constant reminder of you! Walking by that tree was a nightmare! Bo was the only one that helped me embrace my memories. She was the only one that actually helped me move on…"

"Okay…" he said.

"And now it hurts me because there's nothing I can do to help her! I wanna hold her, I wanna tell her she can count of me, but when it comes to feelings, she is just like you! Close minded, shut out, doesn't want to worry anyone, keeps pushing everyone away!"

"Kagome…" Inuyasha started "If she really is that way, then there is only one thing that you can do to help her."

"And what is that?" she asked, sitting up and bringing the sheet with her, to cover her chest. He smiled, and took the sheet from her hands, uncovering her chest, saying:

"Give her time. All she needs is time. She will come around eventually. She will tell you what's wrong. You just have to give her space. Trust me… I know what I'm talking about."

"I'll try. But I can't promise anything." She told him, cupping his cheek.

"You wouldn't be you if you succeeded." He whispered, and claimed her lips once more.

.-ae-.

Dominic ran, in his search for the source of that scent of vanilla and cinnamon. The tracks were still fresh, but they were fading. And he couldn't afford to lose her tracks. So he kept on. Being a demon, he had higher senses, but even a demon has trouble picking up a scent that mixed with all the others from the forest. And yet he ran to find it. Because this girl HAD to be stupid. What was she thinking, getting herself deep in the woods at night, nevertheless? She had to be stupid. Or just plain reckless.

But he eventually found it. The source of her scent. It was coming from a small fire pit, but she was nowhere to be seen. Her scent was there, that was for sure, but where was she? Taking another look around, he realized she couldn't have gone far. Why? The trail of clothes she left behind was a good indicator of her close presence. Picking the clothes one by one, he started following their trail. Her boots, her belt, her skinny jeans, her white socks, her hoodie, wet where she had bled, her swimming top and finally her panties. And that was when it hit him.

She was naked.

He heard her humming along with the sound of splashes. She was washing herself. He too would like to wash the blood if something like that happened to him. He saw the trail of her arctic blue hair underwater before he saw her. She rose from the depths of the water and kept her back to him, her small hands combing through her hair. He dropped the items he was holding near the water and sat down against a rock, his back to her.

"I heard you coming." She spoke.

When she received no answer, she continued "I would ask you what are you doing here, but I guess I already know the answer. You came to make sure I didn't get myself killed.

"You didn't have to worry, though. The worst thing that can happen is me tripping on a rock and hitting my head. I can die, but hey, who cares?" she said. At her last words, Dominic let out a growl. He cared. He was keeping her on watch, he was keeping her safe.

"I'm sorry for running away from you. I guess I wanted to keep in mind that, if I stayed away from you, then the threat wouldn't be real and that everything was fine. You were fine. I guess those were just delusions of a girl." She explained "That… Demon. She asked me to deliver you a message. She asked me to tell you… That she was coming for your head. Maybe if I hadn't picked up that damned rose…"

He heard the water move and, from the corner of his eye, he saw her rise. She called out his name, but he didn't want to take advantage of the moment. But when she hissed his name, he sighed and stood up, turning to her. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Bo was standing in the water, in all of her naked glory, right in front of him. The water reached her hips and covered from there, and her wet hair covered her voluptuous breasts. One of her hands was over her chest, and the other one drew circles in the water.

Gulping, Dominic took a step forward. He had seen beautiful females before, demons and humans, but none compared to Bo. She just stood there, not caring that he watched her bare. She just stood there, gazing into his eyes. And when she moved, the demon had to do everything in his power to not take her right there. She walked to him, stepping out of the water and standing inches away from him. He could hear her heartbeat, it was faster than his own. She just stood there, naked, right in front of him.

And then, she kissed him.

She cupped his cheek with one hand, and with the other, she grabbed his wrist. Standing on the tip of her toes, she pressed her lips against his. He lost his mind the second their lips touched. Her scent, so close to him and yet so distant. Her touch, wet by the water, held him still, even though her grip wasn't that strong. Her presence, more powerful than ever, met his with quiet and simple actions. And when she broke away, she was smiling. Like she was proud of herself. And just like that, she walked away from him, picking her clothes from the floor and walking to the fire she let on.

He wanted to make a move, but he was paralyzed. She had paralyzed him with her seduction spell, and he didn't even fight back. He was too wrapped in her to make a move. He heard the sound of leaves crushing and turned back. She was almost dressed. Her jeans and boots were on, and she was currently buckling her belt. Her torso was still bare, and the sight of her naked back was almost too much for him. Her hair was still covering her chest, allowing him the view of the couple of scars she had. One on her right shoulder blade, a round shape. Over her left kidney, a two inches long scar. On her hip line, three deep cuts.

"You like my scars?" she asked, not looking at him. "They have quite a history, I must tell you."

She put on her swimming top and side-eyed him, before motioning to come closer. And so he did. "The one over my kidney" she explained "I received that one when I tried to save a woman from being robbed. I guess I did the right thing, but I ended up getting hurt. The other three were punishment. My father found out I had been lying to help a friend and he made those to remind me that I shouldn't lie. It still happens now. I can't lie. And the round shape? It's a bullet wound. I got that selling my father to the police. He went away for good, but his followers decided to take vengeance on me."

He stood there silent. There is nothing he can say or do to make up to her. He watches her dress the hoodie, and then take out a patch from her pocket and place it on her neck. After that, she turns to him and smiles, before shaking her head and walking to the water, in order to put out the fire. He helps her. It's the only thing he can do. And, after the fire was out, she walks away, him right behind her.


A/N: There you have it! A small gathering of thoughts and a jump in the story! Who would have thought that Bo would have the balls to kiss Dominic, being completely naked?! Let me know your thoughts on the matter and fav, follow and especially review and I leave here kisses and hugs for whoever wants them!

LoneeWolf :)