Chapter 10 is finally here! Yay! It's a bit of a long one so strap on your reading hats and enjoy! This could possibly be the last chapter ten that will ever be in this story so cherish it.

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A little more than a year passed since Kuronue and Miyaki shared that kissed but it never went beyond that. Kurama seemed to remain oblivious to their longing stares when Kuronue came to visit. Miyaki tried to please Kurama but her will was diminishing quickly to the point where she just laid under him and let him do what he wanted to her and, at one point, even refused sex to him out right. That didn't get a very good response. The children had moved out a few months before so the only one they were disturbing with their shouting match was Kiko. Miyaki finally stormed out of his room and into Kiko's. The cat listened to her rant about her mate and tried to calm her down the best she could. Miyaki finally stopped pacing and ran out of anger because she sat on the bed next to the Kiko and buried her face into her hands. The cat put an arm over her shoulder and they sat in silence. "Kiko," Miyaki finally mumbled into her hands.

The cat almost didn't hear it but responded anyway. "What is it?"

"I'm going to Kuronue's," her face was still in her hands so she couldn't see Kiko's shocked face.

"What?" she shouted in disbelief. "You can't be serious. What are you going to do there? You're mated to Youko! You're connected with him! He'll know if you two do anything!"

"Then I won't do anything." Miyaki lifted her face from her hands, an enlightened look on her face.

"No. Miyaki, I can't let you do this," Kiko protested but Miyaki ignored it, jumping to put her hands on the cat's shoulders smiling.

"Please, Kiko! I just need you to tell him one, little lie!"

"He'll kill me if he finds out you're gone!" she protested.

"I saved your life all those years ago! You owe me this!" Miyaki protested, running over to Kiko's mirror to fix her hair and straighten her kimono. When the cat didn't seem to be budging, Miyaki went back over to her and dropped to her knees. "Please, Kiko. Just this once," she pleaded with the cat.

Kiko folded her arms over her chest and looked angrily down at the fox. "Fine! But just this once."

"Thank you so much!" Miyaki cried and threw her arms around the cat. "You'reh the best friend a girl could have!"

Kiko made a shocked face at the fox's actions then slowly wrapped her arms around the fox. "You're my best friend too." Miyaki pulled away and smiled at the girl. "Alright. What do you want me to tell him?"

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"Miyaki?" There was a look of shock on Kuronue's handsome face. Miyaki quickly made her was to Kuronue's hideout a few miles outside of Kurama's territory. She would have gotten there in no time on her demon legs but she'd never been so she had to stop frequently and find his scent to follow but she finally made it. "What are you doing here?" he continued, ushering her in the house. It was traditional with sliding doors and wooden panels. It wasn't as big as Kurama's mansion but it was defiantly someplace one could get lost in. Even his attire was traditional. His usual tattered hat and black clothes were replaced with a black, decorated silk robe with mountains embroidered into the bottom with a matching off white silk sash. It instantly made Miyaki feel at home.

"I came to find you," she told him after he shut the door behind her and gathered her in his arms.

"Does Kurama know you're here?" he asked, his face buried in her hair.

"No. I came on my own."

He hummed thoughtfully and squeezed her tighter to him. "I'm glad you came. Come on. We can't stand in the doorway all day." He took her hand and led her through the house to the tea room. He led her to a pillow at the table on the tatami floor, "Stay here. I'll bring some refreshments." Kuronue bent and kissed her hand softly before he let go.

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Kurama was lounging across his bed as bed after Miyaki stormed out of his room…their room? After she left he really did feel like a part of him was missing. Is this what it's like to feel sorry? He buried his face into the pillow Miyaki normally slept on. It smelled like her. "Why'd you have to go and fall in love, Kurama?" he questioned himself. He finally got up and went to Miyaki's old bedroom. There was no sign of life so he continued on to the cat's room. "Have you seen Miyaki," he opened the door without even bothering to knock. Kiko was sitting on a wooden chair in the corner of her room reading a book, trying to look as innocent as possible. Trying to look like she knew nothing of Miyaki's sudden disappearance.

"Yea. She came through here crying about how much she hated you."

Kurama growled at the cat's disrespectful tongue but right now she had information he needed. "Where is she?"

"I don't know. I told her she should finally leave your ass and make a name for herself." Kiko paused and let her words sink into him but he looked like he would pounce on her at any second so she wrapped up her story quickly. "But after that she finished her crying and I think she went down to the garden. She said something about the dog loving her more than her own mate and started bawling again." Kurama snarled and turned, leaving the room angrily.

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"It was kind of short notice but I think it will do." Kuronue returned with a tray of sweets and tea.

"Thank you," Miyaki smiled at him. "It's been a long time since someone's served me." He placed a cup of tea and a plate with one of the sweets on it in front of her.

"In my house, you're a queen." Miyaki giggled. He sat across the table from her smiling. "I'm so glad you're here but you shouldn't have come." Miyaki looked down sadly.

"I wanted to see you…"

There was silence but Kuronue watched her intently. "Can I sit next to you?" he asked getting Miyaki's attention. She smiled and nodded. He moved next to her and they sipped their tea

"So you live here alone?" She questioned quietly.

"Yeah."

"Is that why you're always at Youko's?" She laughed.

"It does get kind of lonely here…" he smiled down at her.

"You have a beautiful house. It reminds me of home." He gave a confused look. "Home before Youko."

He nodded his head. "I guess I forgot you haven't always been with him."

Miyaki laughed. "It does feel like it sometimes."

"Are you ok, Miyaki?" He asked sensing her discomfort and brushing her hair from her pale face.

"Yes, I'm fine," she blushed.

He laughed, "I know you better than you think. Tell me what's wrong." He, using very bad manners but it was his house, put his elbow on the table and rested his head on it and got into a listening pose.

"Youko and I got into a fight."

Kuronue raised his eyebrow. "You two never fight."

"It's true! Well, we don't! In the traditional fashion, at least. It's more like psychological warfare but it's just over trivial things but this was a real argument. I didn't know how to react so I just left."

Kuronue snorted a laugh. "Kurama must be really pissed."

"He can be mad all he wants. It's not going to change a thing!" Miyaki huffed and crossed her arms.

"Don't be like that. He loves you. He's just strained right now. He's getting older and he knows it. Heists aren't as easy as they used to be. Humans are getting smarter by the day while us demons are staying the same."

Miyaki nodded her head. "We don't really like change to much, do we?" she laughed softly. She took a sip of her tea and turned toward him. "So all these years, you've had this nice house to come home to but you insist on coming over for me to take care of?"

Kuronue laughed. It was such a beautiful sound. That's what she used to think of Kurama's but his laughter seemed to have stopped at some point along the way. "You sparked my interest and Kurama's my friend. Why shouldn't I be there?" Miyaki giggled and her hand brushed against his. During their conversation, they were slowly moving closer to each other. "You don't like anpan?" He questioned noticing she hadn't touched the dessert he laid out for her.

She laughed, "I love it. But dessert isn't what I want right now." She turned to face him and she placed a hand over his.

"Then what do you want?" he leaned down to her level and she ran her hands up his chest and over his shoulders. They paused just as their lips were about to meet then finally they met. They'd waited more than a year to feel each other's lips again. Kuronue pulled the girl on to his lap, holding her tightly as their tongues explored. They broke away and touched their foreheads together and smiling.

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"Cat!" Kurama shouted, coming up the stairs. The anger in his voice scared Kiko into a hiss and she jumped onto of one of the bedpost when Kurama burst into her room. "Where is my mate?" He yelled at her, pulling his rose whip from his hair.

"I told you all I know! I swear!" Kiko screamed from her perch.

Kurama made a threatening snap with his whip that tore a gaping hole in the cat's bedroom floor. "Youko!" Miyaki growled, walking into the room. "What are you doing?"

"Miyaki!" The cat and the fox shouted at the same time.

"I'm sorry, Youko. I didn't mean to run off without telling you."

He sighed loudly. "Take care of you cat. I didn't mean to frighten it. I'll be in our room." He turned and left and Miyaki rushed to coax the Kiko from the bed post.

Once she was back on the ground, Kiko ran to the door and shut it quickly. She put her weight against the door and took a deep breath. "I told you he'd try to kill me!" Kiko shrieked.

"I'm so sorry, Kiko," Miyaki took a step toward the cat but she only continued to snarl at the fox.

"It had better have been worth it," Kiko smirked at her making Miyaki smile.

"It was so worth it!"

"Spill," Kiko bounded to her bed and sat cross legged right in the middle of it.

Miyaki's ear twitched slightly then she peeked out the door and closed it again. "He's amazing, Kiko. I don't know if this excitement is from going behind Youko's back or if I'm really falling for him. He's so…interested! About my days, how I've been, how my children are and his kisses are amazing, Kiko!" Miyaki was leaning against the door closed door. "He makes me so horny! Youko could bang my brains out right now! It took everything in me not to mount him and dig my claws into those black, leathery wings." She growled at little at her own kinky thoughts. Kiko giggled. "Thank you so much Kiko!" Miyaki pounced on top of the cat pinning her down to the bed. "I could kiss you right now," she smirked softly. "I really could," she purred, making her words seem more like a growl. Kiko stared into the fox's hungry eyes.

"Save it for Youko," Kiko blushed with a smirk.

"Thank you Kiko!" Miyaki repeated and rolled off the cat.

"So, is this going to become a regular thing? Should I get a book of excuses to use on Youko when he comes searching for you?"

"No, no," Miyaki paused. "I don't think so," she laughed. "I'll cover my own tracks from now on. I don't want you in Youko's path of destruction. You mean too much to me." Miyaki played with Kiko's long black hair that pooled around her head and tugged softly at a strand.

"Stop that," Kiko laughed and snatched her hair away from the fox. "I've never seen you this happy," Kiko smiled turning to face Miyaki.

"I haven't been this happy since," Miyaki thought, "I don't know, Youko and I first mated, maybe. The days my children were born, I guess," she started to laugh, "The day I met you."

"Stop acting like that! Take your sexual frustrations to your mate and quit trying to mount me!" Kiko shouted at the fox making her blush even more and Miyaki smirk.

Miyaki quickly jumped up and kissed the cat on the cheek then ran out of the room with a laugh straight to her mate. He was sitting on their bed when she walked in. She didn't even stop to assess the situation; she simply fell on her knees in front of him and buried her face into his legs. "I'm sorry I ran off, Youko. I just needed to get away. We've never fought like that before. I didn't know what to do. Please let me make it up to you." Miyaki whispered into her mate's lap. He pulled her up onto the bed with him.

"Take off your clothes." Miyaki inclined her head and began removing her kimono as he moved to lie across the bed. A couple of minutes later she sat naked before him. "You have a beautiful body." Kurama commented. Miyaki smiled shyly. "Lie down on your stomach," Kurama said as he made a gesture with his finger. He crawled over to her and ran his hand down the porcelain skin of her back. "Such beautiful skin," he mumbled. "I've always loved how it perfectly contrasts with the color red." He dug his nails into where Miyaki's back met her bum.

She made a sharp gasp. "Youko, that hurts," she whined.

"I know it does," he sighed back.

"Youko," Miyaki breathed when she felt something crawling up her back, "What are you doing to me?"

"I just think your skin would look gorgeous against my blood red roses so I decided to plant one," he paused as the vines grew and coiled around her arms and wrist until they were tied together above her head, "inside your body."

"Why are you doing this?" Miyaki whined.

"Where were you?" Kurama countered.

"I just went for a walk, to cool off," she narrowed her eyes at him. The vine continued down her legs and wrapped around her ankles and around the bedpost.

"You look so beautiful right now," Kurama sighed and moved to sit behind her. He used his hand to pull the cheeks of her bum apart.

"Youko, let me go!" Miyaki shouted and pulled at her bindings.

Kurama rested a hand on one of her hips to pull the object of his desire closer to him and whispered, "No," and entered her from behind. Miyaki screamed bloody murder as he rode her. "Keep screaming, Miyaki. No one can hear you," he sighed. Miyaki moaned and softly whispered a plea for him to speed up into the bed sheets but Kurama only went harder in response. "I want you to scream my name."

"No," Miyaki growled through gritted teeth. With that, that hand that was gripped on her hip contracted and his nails dug deep into her bone. "Kurama! Oh, Kurama! Faster! Please, Kurama!" she screamed.

"You like this?" Kurama smirked.

"Yes! I love it!" she panted.

"Then I guess I could go a little faster." Miyaki moaned beneath him as he sped up.

"Why do you smell like another male?"

"You should know the smell of your own dog," she accused. Kurama thrust deeper into her making her scream out again. The pleasure was starting to tilt back to pain the harder Kurama went.

"Do you hate me?" he whispered.

"Youko, I love you," Miyaki breathed from under him.

"Miyaki, you're going to be the death of me," he murmered and finally came in her. She clawed at the bed and let out a loud moan as Kurama pulled out. The vines followed him, retracting to her back and Miyaki felt like all her strength was moving with them. There was a small flash of light and that formed into a long stemmed red rose at the base of Miyaki's back. "That's the thing about these blood red roses," Kurama plucked it from Miyaki's back and held it to his nose, "their color comes from their vessel's blood."

"Youko, I can't move," Miyaki whined.

"Good. Then, you can stop lying to me."

"What are you-" but she quickly cut off.

"Stay away from Kuronue."

Miyaki sighed, "How long have you known?"

"The second you developed feeling for him," Youko answered. "I wanted to believe they wouldn't go any farther than the longing glances and occasional fantasies but when you two shared that first kiss," he trailed off.

"I didn't think we were that connected," Miyaki looked up at him.

"Me either," he looked at his mate and she quickly looked away. Miyaki tried to push herself up with her arms but she didn't have the strength to do it. Kurama pulled the girl into a sitting position on his lap. "I hurt you. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me. I hurt you first. I'm sorry," Miyaki sighed. The girl's body flashed red and she flexed her limbs.

Kurama gestured with his head toward the bathroom, "Go get cleaned up for bed." Miyaki obeyed wordlessly.

She cleaned than sat in the large tub for a few minutes to calm herself. She'd been sobbing silently. She hadn't bathed alone in years. It was so lonely without her mate. "You messed up everything, Miyaki," she murmured and pulled her knees up to rest her chin on them. She dragged herself out of the tub, dried off and wrapped herself in a silk robe. She walked back into the room to find Youko already asleep. Miyaki crawled into the bed next to him and tentatively wrapped an arm around his waist but he removed it as fast as she put it there. A pair of tears fell from Miyaki's eyes but she tried again anyway. This time Youko sighed loudly but didn't remove her hand. Instead, he turned over to face her; a look of indifference covered his perfect features as he locked eyes with his mate. He sat up and wiped the tears from her face and pulled her into his arms as the tears started falling uncontrollably.

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Okay, I have more explaining to do. Miyaki and Kurama are mated so whenever one of them has certain feelings, the other feels them as well (makes sex a bit more interesting). Thus, even though Kurama was ticked off at his lovely mate, he couldn't help but bang her to the brink of broken because she wanted to be banged to the brink of broken. But, whatever.

So, how about that angry sex? Just a bit more rough than usual. Just a little. Haha! I enjoyed writing that.

Anyway, what will Kurama do with that rose fed with Miyaki's blood? And what does he have in store for Kuronue (maybe some more angry sex. J/K! Unless you guys want angry sex with Kuronue. Tell me! I could work that in! That might be fun!) ? Find out on the next exciting adventure in Crazy like a Fox!

Foxx out!