Chapter nine

DARK

I looked at Krad, my heart giving out a pang, a hurtful one... That my loving wife, Shinji, would go sneaking around my back with my other's half's Wife!

He bit his lip, obviously also torn apart by guilt and shame as well. God dammit, those two.

"It is true..." Krad murmured. "They love each other..." His hands ran over each other nervously before his cheeks were colored a bright, bright red.

"Why are you blushing?" I asked him.

Krad suddenly grabbed my shoulders and pressed his lips against mine.

I pulled away, gasping from his sudden advance. My heart fluttered in my chest, my face feeling as if it were on fire.

"Krad? Are you really... gay?" I asked him, kneeling slightly as I looked at his face.

"Kinda..."

"How can you be frickin' 'Kinda' be gay? You're either are, or are not." I flustered.

"I'm kinda gay. I say that because I'm bisexual."

"400 hundred years or so together, and you tell me now?"

"Yeah..."

"Who do you like on the guy side?"

He went even brighter, a Tamaki red. He covered his mouth and muttered something, looking at his feet, the blonde hair breaking from its restraints and tumbling over his shoulders like a stream of gold. He really did look sexy like that. I could have mistaken him for a woman if he wore fake boobs.

"Pardon?" I asked my white winged other.

"You."
Blood rushed to my head and I felt my face burn.

"Well, those two love each other... And I love you."

"Have you told... her?"

"She doesn't know I'm bi. What about you? You're face is bright red, and clearly... I can see you have a hard-on." Krad smirked, his eyes shifting down to my crotch, his tongue darting out and wetting his lips. "You're turned on by me."

My breathing hitched as a mental image rocked in my mind.

I shook my head and barged out of the room.

ME

I panted, looking at the ceiling, my bangs hanging over my eyes, plastered to my forehead with sweat. My body woke me up earlier and Fireplace Autumn was lying beside me.

Love for her bloomed in my chest. If I wasn't married to Dark, and she wasn't married to Krad, we'd probably be married.

I swiped a claw along her jaw gently.

"Love you." I whispered and got dressed, putting on my armor kimono I had made not too long ago... I only just mentioned this now. Sorry.

I sighed happily as the cool fabric rubbed against my skin.

Way stronger than that of a normal mortal suit of armor, and stronger than quite a few demon armors.

The color of the fabric also changed according to my mood.

Usually it was either purple to match Dark's hair, or red, to match Inuyasha's Robe of the Fire Rat. (Yes, that's actually what his kimono top/haori's called)

I slid my sheathed sword, Hi no Kokoro; or Heart of Fire, under my belt. I walked out, early morning light filtered in the inn.

"Wonder when my time of weakness is..." I walked out of the inn and out into a clearing, hearing the bustle of cars and people in the town. "Is it during the day? Or is it at night?"

I looked up at where the moon would be.

"What time is my weakness?" I asked it. I felt like an idiot, as the moon would not give me a reply, and I doubt Tsukiyomi would either.

I continued down, a few people looking at me, my kimono changing colours now and then, due to my conflicting emotions.

I smiled as I got to my final place that was what I wanted.

I sat down in the wide meadow, Hi no Kokoro wanting out. I lay down after sliding the sheathed katana out.

I stared at the sky, a light breeze blowing through the open land. It was nice being here.

I sighed.

BDMP.

I sat up and looked at my blade.

BDMP.

What was that sound?

BDMP

That blade... Has a heartbeat...

Like Tessaiga and Tenseiga.

I shuddered before grabbing Hi no Kokoro and standing up.

I pulled the blade free from its sheath and let my youki flow along the katana. It sprung to life, edged in a dangerous flame that died moments before.

Call it. Call the Steel Flame.

"KUROGANEHONOO!" I shouted, someoneelse's voice echoing in my own. Flames sprung to life and burned a path in the grass, the land looking similar to the Scar of the Wind's aftermath.

What a sword!