Male: Will Kidman
Series: The Howling Reborn (Movie)
Kagome shifted as she sat in her seat, her feet were curled under her, as she watched the news. Ever since that night, the night where were wolves and in turn the rest of the supernatural world was outed, humans had been raging war on their kind.
They lost of course, they were just human, and now treaties and such were in the talks. The press, which had just recently been reinstated, had been covering the talks. As usual there were the hard core protestors of every species who thought that humans were below them, and those humans that anything not human was evil and so on.
She herself just wanted to stay out of it, she wanted things to go back to the way they were in feudal Japan, humans knew there were things that went bum in the night and just dealt with him. Those that went bump in the minded their own business and everyone just co existed.
She sighed as she shut off the tv and nearly screamed when she saw the reflection of a young man lurking behind her. With a huff she rolled over so she was kneeling on the couch her head resting on the back of it and looked at the male that had snuck up on her.
He was well built, as were most of his kind, and shirtless exposing his well defined abs and chest. On his narrow hips rested a pair of plain black slacks. His dark hair was unruly and untamed, and his ice blue eyes were trained on her.
"You really need to stop your lurking…" She rolled her eyes as he gave her a grin and flopped on the sofa making her bounce before she let herself be pulled into his arms.
"You should have noticed me what if I was a bad guy." He laughed as she nuzzled into his chest, yet his words were serious. Ever since that night, known to him and a few others as graduation night, he and his ex Eliana had been on the shit list of almost everyone and thing that was remotely super natural, as well as the humans who hated anything non human.
Eliana had sadly left him behind, his fears proven true, she had gotten tired of him and had slowly but surely started to think the same way his mother had after seeing the wars that sparked form that night. It had saddened him, he truly loved her but he would not be one of them, nor would he be with someone who was. Last he heard from her she was the leader of an anti human pack.
He had moved on, as best as he could, now known as 'the snitch' to the super natural community and 'the savoir' to the human one. He was stuck in an odd place, which was where he had met the woman currently resting in his arms.
She was a miko, a shrine priestess, and had been thrown into the debates and what not since she was a real miko, not one of the many fake ones that littered Japan. Many went to her, expecting her to kill anything that wasn't human. She had refused and merely sated she wanted no part of it. She took no sides and wanted to be left alone.
She had left Japan and settled in, in a small town in the middle of no where. Yet people still trialed after her, they alwayswould.
Which got her in the news, before it was taken out by radicals and protesters, and labeled a blood traitor.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He blinked out of his thoughts and offered his small female a smile. "Nothing. Just thinking."
She sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck; she knew he carried a lot of guilt and regret around with him. It was only natural, she herself was still plagued by her adventures in the past and the choices she had made. In time he would learn to not only live with his choices but move past them, to an extent, like she had. Yet it irked her to see him so down, she hated when he was in a mood. "I love you."
He smiled and held her closer to him, "Love you to."
