Chapter 7 - If at first you don't succeed, then skydiving is not for you.

Fallen Angel Mitsu - sweat drop It's best not to ask about about...and patience on the lemon... I can't remember, was that for this story or my other one?

ChildOfTheApocalypse - I'm glad you're finding the story entertaining And yes, Keriko can be scary. She'll be more involved in the story pretty soon too (as if she isn't already?).

demon dancer - Sorry about all the cliffies, I'm not meaning to kill you .'

krystelvampire - Here's an update. sorry for taking so long .'

shiori Higuraghi - Thank you for reading the story, I'm happy you like it. o.o

A/N - I owe so much to my reviewers. If not for the occasional, sporadic review, I would have completely forgotten about updating, and I'm sorry I haven't done it sooner. So here it is, the much and I'm sure very long awaited for, chapter 7. By the way, I'm gonna mention a few things from former chapters, such as little hints of lunar blood in Mahiru, stuff kinda like that. Anyway, now...on with the show!

Disclaimer :

Wolfie - I don't own, nor will I ever, so just get the FUC- eh? Oh hallo's Keriko . pause Urm...what's behind your back? pause A Twix bar! o.O Why do I not believe you? pause W-why are you...looking at me like that? pause Oh God...HEL-silence

Keriko - Ahem...Hello I'm Keriko and I shall be disclaiming today's chapter, on account Wolfie is currently looks behind her then back incapacitated. She does not own CM but I regrettably admit that I am the only plus of her creative mind coughorlackthereofcough. I hope you enjoy today's chapter featuring..moi! o.o...oh and the rest of the gang owned by Haruko Iida (Isn't Mahiru such a cutie :3 - - - leads to plot twist). Izanagi doesn't deserve the waste of breath, that I'm actually gonna use, to be mentioned...yet he is also one of the lesser creative characters from Wolfie's uncreative mind.

Anger and hatred coursed through her body, as Keriko ran down the empty streets, trying to fight the war raging inside her. Akira was right, she is too pure to fight this bloody war. But she knew better, none of them knew that Mahiru held their blood inside her. That she, though distantly was a member of their race. Thoughts assailed Keriko as she continued down darkened streets. When one such memory sounded loud in her head, she came to an abrupt halt, completely frozen.

Awaken the dormant lunar blood inside the Princess. Her thought breathed through her mind. Violently, Keriko shook her head knowing full well what one had to endure to awaken the blood of a descendant of the Lunar race. I could never put her through that! Angrily, her lightning streaked eyes flashed around her, only to discover she stood just outside a sacred temples gate. She let out a deep growl and turned away from the entrance gates with a snarl. Lashing out at the darkness surrounding her, Keriko swung her fist out, where it connected solidly with the trunk of a close by tree.

The suddeness of pain burrowed deep inside her, and Keriko fell to her knees as deep sobs wracked her body. "They don't understand." She hissed through clenched teeth. "This could be the end of the Lunar race. Everything depends on her." A picture of Mahiru came to Keriko's mind. In the picture, Mahiru was smiling and laughing, always with a positive aura. Keriko spat on the ground before her. "She disgusts me." She growled again, but inside, she felt different than what she wanted. Something about the girl gave her a sense of peace, a sense of warmth and caring. The girl made her feel like Keriko was in-

"Excuse me miss...are you alright?" The voice broke through the suffocating thoughts and Keriko glanced up at the stranger. The man did not seem to mind the fact she had ears, a tail, and fangs, let alone a pair of freaky eyes, that should have set her alarms off right there.

With a growl she crept back away from the man. "I'm fine." Her voice was harsh and biting, but Keriko didn't care. This human being was bothering her with pathetic kindness. She hated this man. She hated 'them' back at the bar. She hated everyone around her for their betrayal.

The man followed after her, approaching closer to her, and he reached out a hand towards her. "Let me help you stand." His voice held a small sense of familiarity, but Keriko chose to ignore it. She batter the man's hand away.

"I said I'm fine, so keep your filthy hands away from me!"

Forcing herself to her feet, Keriko tried to step around the stranger, but she hadn't seen him move, as he grabbed her arm, spinning her against him. Feeling the warmth from the man's body froze Keriko in her place. His hot breath tickled the tiny hairs on her neck, as he brought his face beside hers and whispered. "I know your pain Keriko. I know what, or shall I say who, you want most. I can give them to you, should you choose to do as I say. Then, when I get what I want, you can have her."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm talking about the girl. Mahiru is her name I think...I know how you feel about her." The man withdrew slightly, so he could stare into Kerikos' eyes.

Suddenly Keriko recognized the face. "You?" She snarled, hatred lacing her voice.

The man laughed as he released Keriko, causing her to fall backwards to the ground. A deep growl rumbled between her lips, fangs bared before she snapped at the man. "Izanagi, you're not welcomed here." Her voice dropped several notes to a threatening tone. "We may be in the human world, but if so much as make a threat, I will kill you where you stand."

"Would you still be so tough if you knew that I have spies following your precious Mahiru." Izanagi sneered, pointed fangs glinting in the faint moonlight. His eyes narrowed on Keriko and he again stepped close to her, his voice dropping. "Your heart quickens at the thought of the princess doesn't it. I will spare her...if you submit to me."

Keriko responded by spitting on Izanagi. "I would never betray Mahiru to you or anyone else." But her mind began to turn at Izanagi's offer. It's true...she has already betrayed me for Mitsuru. She has chosen that Tengu over her last hope of survival. She chose him...over me. The hurt began to fill Keriko and she struggled to breath as the flood of emotions tore through her. With a grunt, she pulled away, turning her back to Izanagi carelessly, her eyes shut tightly. After several moments, she glanced back behind her, but no one was there. Izanagi was gone.

"Damnit..." She cursed under her breath. Looking up to the sky, she saw it was late and thought it best to return home, but on her way back, her mind kept returning to Izanagi's offer and now she was so confused.

A/N - I know I am so late in updates, and this is so short, but I'm hoping to bust another chapter out soon. My creativeness has now gone to 103 percent, and I can promise you...you will not like some of the character(s) very soon. And I promise you death That's really all I can say...and this story may very soon (not sure yet) but it might go to rated R if I get the nerve to do what I really wanna do...ummm...please R&R...it's been these sporadic reviews that got me back on here...so I really appreciate it!!!