And here you guys are! The next chapter! If there are even still people reading this I hope you enjoy it. Just a heads up the story's M rating is about to be put to good use starting from here.

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'Thoughts'

Yume's First Time pt 1

"P-please, calm down."

"How can we be calm!?"

"Yeah tell us what it's like!"

"He's like a prince! You are sooo lucky!"

"When did you two start dating?"

I looked at the crowd of females surrounding my desk feeling troubled from their barrage of personal questions. I had barely been able to sit down before every girl in the class began throwing question after question at me. I was quickly growing exhausted and homeroom hadn't even started yet. But...it would be a lie to say I didn't enjoy the attention. Mainly because it proved that everyone had recognized us as a couple even if they didn't want to. It also helped that Kurama was to one to admit it, since if I was the one to do it people may have not believed me. Just the thought of having one up on the people who once looked down on me made me feel extremely confident, bordering on arrogant.

"Guys I really don't want to turn my relationship into a huge spectacle, and I think Kur-uh Suichi would agree."

'Actually...I feel like he wouldn't mind at all.'

"And besides we've only just started dating. So we haven't even been on a date yet."

That's right. After coming back home we had to go straight to school, and with me having to make up for two months of missing lessons we didn't have time to do anything couple-y. And though he teased me yesterday we hadn't even shared a kiss since being on the island. I sighed, the topic of what Kurama must be like on dates turning into background noise. I wanted to spend more time with Kurama outside of school and sitting around thinking about it wouldn't get me anywhere. If I manage to study hard the rest of this week maybe Dr. Hashima would agree to give me this Saturday off! I'll ask him today and if he says yes then I'll see if Kurama wants to go on a date this weekend!

'Yeah! There's no reason to wait around for him to ask me! I can just do it myself!'

I didn't realize I was giggling to myself until an annoyed 'tch' cut through my bubbly mood. Suki had finally joined me, shooting a glare that wished me nothing but ill fortune.

"Don't go thinking that you're something special." She hissed in a low whisper, "Minamino will soon realize I'm the better choice and drop you like that trash you are."

Not surprisingly her hostility towards me seemed to double after yesterday. Somehow I got the feeling that her bullying was about to escalate. I wasn't sure if I should be worried or not.

'But the fact I'm not panicking proves I've gotten stronger...Kurama was right. I really want to see him!'

With Dr. Hashima's entrance homeroom started with the announcements from the class leaders. Even though it was just the beginning of the year there were already events happening. Apparently one of the many math clubs would be entering a city-wide quiz competition so we were all asked to wright message cards to cheer them on, especially since one of the members was in our class. Once homeroom ended I quickly asked Dr. Hashima about this weekend and he said that as long as we could get through the rest of the chapter by Friday he would give me Saturday off.

'That gives me three days! Piece of cake!'

During lunch I told him the deal I made with Dr. Hashima before asking him about the date, and when I did I was as cool as a cucumber. Take notes ladies, cause this is how it's done.

"So...Saturday...I checked the whether...It'll be sunny all day."

Kurama, always kind and indulging, smiled despite the random topic of weather. "Yes, I hear it's clear skies all weekend."

"That's right." I smiled and stared at him...

...

...

"Letsgoonada-ow!" Why was my tongue there?!

"Woah, are you ok?" He chuckled but I could see the concern coming through his eyes, "You're not bleeding are you?"

I shook my head turning away in shame. That was embarrassing! Who bites there tongue so spectacularly like that?! Ugh!

"N-no, I'm fine." I was more embarrassed than anything, but that wasn't enough to discourage me. I had already made a fool of myself so there wasn't any point on giving up.

"Hey...Are you...Are you free Saturday? I, um...I want to...um..."

Why couldn't I get it out! This was so frustrating! I went into this so confident but now my mouth wouldn't cooperate with me.

"Did you know there's a flower exhibit happening down at the park this Saturday? Do you wa-"

"No! Wait!" I covered his mouth in panic, and was met Kurama's surprised expression. I blushed and averted my eyes, "S-sorry just...I wanted to ask so, um-" I cleared my throat, "Let's go out together...L-like a date. W-what do you say?"

Why wasn't he answering me? Did he not want to go with me?

There was a tap on my hand and I looked at him to find that I was still covering his mouth. Flustered, I rapidly removed my hand trying to ignore the heat coming from my palm.

"Sorry!"

He laughed kindheartedly, observing me with a loving expression. The way he could make me feel so happy with just a single look always made me embarrassed but also a little warm inside as well.

"To your question, I would love to go out on a date with you."

My smile was automatic, "Great!"

Kurama suddenly blushed and covered his face to try and hide it. He mumbled something but I didn't quite hear it, but was also too excited for our date to put too much thought into it. I didn't really have anything cute to wear, but maybe I could go shopping after school on Friday!

For the rest of the day I was on cloud 9. Nothing was dampening my mood, not even Suki who did her best to annoy me during class, and with my first date with Kurama on the line I was resolved to get my work done.

It must have shown even at home, because during dinner that same day my parents asked if something good happened and I told them I had plans Saturday. I was a bit hesitant to give them more details since I hadn't told them Kurama and I were dating. They knew about him, but in name only as they haven't been introduced to him yet.

"I bet she has a date with Suichi."

Kinta instantly paled and avoided eye contact when I glared at him. He probably only said that to tease me but he was right on the head.

"Date? With the Minamino kid?"

"When did you two start dating?"

Well I guess it was out of the bag now, "...Only recently..."

"Is he also like, well, all magic and demon too?"

I giggled at my mother's description, "Yeah he is, but he's super nice. Actually he's the main reason why my grades were starting to increase and he helped me a lot back when we got in trouble."

"You two are in the same year, right?"

"Yeah, but this year we were put in different classes." I pouted and stuffed a piece of broccoli in my mouth. "It totally sucks."

Dad and Mom exchanged a worried look and it made me feel uneasy. Were they going to tell me I couldn't go out with him? Or maybe they were going to say something like 'You should focus on school' or 'You're too young to have a boyfriend!'. Not like this was my first boyfriend even, but I guess they wouldn't know since I've never told them and it didn't last very long.

"I don't know if I'm ok with this."

My shoulders dropped in disappointment, "B-but why? I-i know you guys haven't met him yet but if you do then I'm sure that-"

Dad shook his head, "It's not that. We trust your judgment, and I know you'll introduce us at the right time, it's just this weekend your mother and I are going on a trip to Tokyo. We were going to tell you guys today actually."

"That's right," Mom sighed while resting her hand on her cheek with a troubled expression, "So I don't know if I feel right leaving you alone with you suddenly having a boyfriend."

But what did that have to do with anything? "It'll be fine, besides Kinta and Ginta will still be around."

"Nope!" Ginta grinned, "We're going to a sleepover at our friends place Friday!"

"We won't be back till Sunday!"

"Yeah, Ms. Yamashita is taking us all to the amusement park!"

"Ok, so I'll be alone. It's not like that's a big deal."

I continued to observe my parents as they seemed to have a silent conversation with one another. What was so wrong about me being home alone? Sure it'll be the first time since usually my brothers were hear but if they were worried about me being safe, I was confident that I could handle anybody that tried to break in.

Eventually Mom sighed and looked at me sternly. When she spoke it was slow and deliberate as though to make sure I didn't misinterpret her. "Fine, but don't and I mean don't bring anyone into this house. Am I clear?"

"Y-yes ma'am!"

Dinner ended and I excused myself to my room stilling thinking about what Mom told me. Why would I invite anyone over? Other than Keiko I didn't have too many people to invite over.

"...Oh, I guess Kurama as well...but..."

Invite Kurama over...Empty house...All alone...Just the...

Two. Of. Us

...

"G-geeze! Mom! Dad! What are you thinking!" I shouted while running to the bathroom to poor cold water on my face.

'E-even if we were alone Kurama wouldn't do anything like that, and I'm not even mentally prepared for-for!'

"Ugh!"

The next morning, after taking a luke warm shower, I headed towards school. Because of my parents warning when I ran into Kurama it was hard to look him in the face without blushing. Also, I wasn't sure if it was my embarrassment or the spring weather, but it was rather warm all day.

During lunch Kurama and I talked more about our upcoming date. Since the flower exhibit started at 3pm we would go out for lunch first at a cafe, and then after spending time at the exhibit catch a movie around five. Then finally end the day with a nice dinner. Kurama said he would take care of the reservations. Between the both of our allowances we could probably go some place stupidly fancy. Just like those places in the movies! We would have a romantic dinner at a table by the window with a starry night view over the city. Oh, who was I kidding? I'd be happy with a happy meal from Mcdonalds if it was with Kurama!

This weekend was going to be amazing!

I didn't think much about it as I opened up my window that night while I slept or when I took a cold shower before bed. But when I woke up Thursday morning it was unnaturally hot in my room. I had kicked the blankets off of me during the night and I was sweating a bit as well. Did they turn on the heat last night? It was spring!

I took another cold shower, but I noticed that my body somehow felt more sensitive. It was like I could feel every individual drop of water that hit my skin and even my loofah felt a smidgen rougher than normal.

"Tsk, why is the sun working so hard today?" I mumbled as I lightly fanned myself with my hand.

"Are you alright, Yume?" Kurama asked worriedly upon greeting me in front of the school.

"Yeah, just a little warm this morning." I grinned, "More importantly did you find some place for us to eat?"

"It's a secret."

"Oh come on! Tell me, please!" I pouted hoping the puppy-dog eyes would work against him, but his willpower was stronger than I predicted.

"You'll have to wait until Saturday I'm afraid."

"Fine."

Kurama chuckled at my attempt at being angry, and gently poked my forehead where he would normally kiss me. It was a gesture he started doing at school since he couldn't exactly kiss me in public. Well, he could and though I wouldn't mind PDA I don't know if my heart was ready for that yet. His touch lasted for all but a few seconds but the moment he touched me there was a bolt of heat that raced across my skin. I don't know why but my knees wobbled and I had to stop walking otherwise I was afraid I would fall.

My forehead felt searing hot where he touched me and even the hair that brushed against the back of my neck made me feel...odd. I rubbed my forehead a little shocked from the reaction. The wind that hit my face helped since it felt cool, but Kurama was upwind of me. It shouldn't have been a problem but his gentle scent made my stomach clench.

"Yume?"

"O-oh, sorry! I'm fine."

"Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah! Maybe I'm just a little tired. I've been working really hard to make sure I can catch up on my curriculum."

Kurama still looked worried, "Don't push yourself so much, we can always go on a date later."

"No way! I'm already exited to go! Really, I'll be ok."

"...So be it, but don't hesitate to let me know if you aren't feeling well." He smiled, "Alright?"

"Read you loud and clear!"

During class the heat only got worse. Even asking to open the window and being right in the breeze's path didn't help. It was pretty miserable, and for some reason I was still aware of the exact spot where Kurama touched me earlier. It was all I could think about honestly.

'I wish it was his lips instead...'

When lunch rolled around I wasted no time going to Kurama's class. I wanted to be near him. I couldn't even concentrate on the lesson because Kurama was taking up every corner of my mind. And why was it so hot!? When I got into the room he was talking to one of his classmates. It was a girl and she was handing him a notebook. She probably borrowed his notes and was only returning it but I didn't like it.

Stop talking to him. Don't giggle like that, I'm sure what he said wasn't that funny. She twirled her hair with a bashful smile and a blush. The steady heat along my skin rushed to my head, making everything look like it was there was a film of red over it. That girl needed to go. My body moved before I could think and I pushed myself between them while slamming my lunch box onto Kurama's table and gave the girl a slow look down. I could feel my face scrunching in blatant dis-contempt as I waited for the girl to catch the hint. When she didn't my irritation doubled,

"Leave."

"U-um," She looked a bit scared and tried to look at Kurama, but I moved to block her line of sight.

"Apologies Ozeki," Kurama stood up with a smile, "And don't worry about it. I can fix it later."

"R-right. Thanks again." She bowed and quickly scurried off and I watched her until she left.

"What did you tell her to not worry about?"

"She borrowed my notes and spilled something on one of the pages. So she was apologizing."

"Oh."

"..."

Suddenly overly conscious of my face, and embarrassed at how I acted I turned away from Kurama? Why was I suddenly so jealous, and now I felt guilty for snapping at that girl for no reason. I frowned disappointed at my own behavior and told myself I would apologize to her when I got the chance.

"Could we open up a window?" I asked and saw that the window was already open.

"Yume you-" Kurama's eyes zeroed in, the seriousness behind them reminding me of his expression back on Hanging Neck Island. He was analyzing me, taking in every bit of information that he obtained to reach the answer. The way his sharp gaze rolled over my face made me shiver, and fidget in my seat as subtle tendrils of something crawled along my spine. His eyes flickered briefly and his hand reached to his mouth, "-You smell sweet..."

"Do I?" I smelled my hair, "I have a new shampoo I've been using. Maybe it's that..."

Lunch that day was...odd to say the least. I couldn't stop looking at Kurama, mainly his hands and lips. Conversation was also pretty awkward since I kept drifting off into my own thoughts. Though he never brought up my strange behavior his eyes never lost their inquisitive hue.

Once my extra curricular lessons were over I went home, and the first thing I did was take another cold shower. For the first time all day I finally felt a semblance of being comfortable, but even after 10 minutes of rushing cold water the heat never went away. It only changed to a simmer.

Was I getting sick? No! If I got sick then I couldn't go on my date! I didn't want to believe I could've caught a cold but just in case I would take some medicine before I went to bed. I was positive that the medicine would kick in and tomorrow would be a better day.

...

...

...

"Oh dear, it's 101.2 degrees."

"B-but I don't even feel that sick."

"I'm actually surprised...I don't think you've ever had a temperature this high before."

"T-then it's probably nothing!" I protested but no matter how much I did she insisted that I stayed home, and eventually I was left alone with the promise of some warm soup.

It was true that I didn't feel sick. I didn't feel nauseous, have a scratchy throat or even a headache. Nothing! The only thing I felt was hot. I couldn't stay under the blankets because it was too uncomfortable and was wearing only a large t-shirt and my undergarments.

At that moment my phone buzzed with a text. It was Kurama asking where I was, but before I could reply an intense wave of heat made ever thing turn over on itself. The air around me seemed to burn my lungs with every inhale, forcing me to expel it out as quickly as possible. Every cell on my body felt hyper sensitive. The hair on my body, the sheets twisting and turning as I writhed, and even the very air in the room was like an assault. I gave a choked groan as I curled in on myself and gripped at the shirt with half a mind to tear it off.

"Y-yume! Are you alright!"

It was my mother rushing in, quickly putting down the tray of food and sitting beside me.

"Hah...Hah...W-...wa...ter.."

I didn't know if it was help but everything was just so hot. I wanted something to cool me down. I moaned as another wave racked my body and this one was accompanied with a painful clenching in my stomach. It was then I realized that it was there that burned the most. That's where the heat began before spreading.

"M-maybe we should go to the hospital?"

She was starting to panic as she handed me the water she rushed to bring, and I gulped it down only to find out it didn't help.

"No...N-no...I'm fine...I think..." I didn't want to leave my room. This was where I felt safest.

"...Will you eat?"

I buried my face into my pillow with the shake of my head.

"...Well...Just try to eat if you can."

Again I just nodded and waited until she left before rolling over onto my back. Yesterday I felt better after taking a shower so maybe that would help, or better yet a cold bath. It took momentous effort to drag myself into the bathroom to start the bath. I held my hand under the water as it filled up the tub, sighing in relief at the temperature. The moment it was ready I jumped into the tub not even biting back the small shriek from the stark temperature difference between my body and the water.

As of now this was the best solution I had, but it didn't completely fix the problem. My skin didn't feel too hot anymore but my stomach still felt warm. I'm not sure how much time had passed but I eventually felt well enough to get out of the bath and head back to my room.

Still lying on my bed was my phone and I remembered the text Kurama had sent me...But it was strange...Just thinking about him was starting to rekindle the simmering warmth inside of me. I shook my head and took steadying breaths to calm myself before checking the messages.

Kurama: Are you coming to school today?

Kurama: I heard from Dr. Hashima you're sick. Don't push yourself too hard today.

Kurama: Let's reschedule our date. I'll take you somewhere nice next time.

Reading the last text dampened my already downed mood, but I couldn't protest. With how I'm feeling now I couldn't see myself getting better before tomorrow and if I showed up feeling sick Kurama was sure to just send me back home.

But...I really wanted to see him. Was it because I was sick and wanted him to take care of me?

"Kurama..." I mumbled while hugging the pillow against my chest and squeezing my legs together. "..Mhm..."

The rest of the day progressed much the same with varying waves of heat rushing thorough my body. Sometimes they were manageable and only a mild level of discomfort, but other times all I could do was squirm helplessly on the bed as I endured the growing pain. During dinner Mom brought up some small sandwiches that I absentmindedly nibbled on before taking some more medicine. After eating a little less than half of the food I laid back down. For some reason hugging the pillow made everything a fraction more bearable and eventually I was able to fall asleep, even if it was a restless one.

The next morning was arguable even worse than before, but I had to force myself to pretend it wasn't for only one reason: my parents. The night before my brothers had already left for their sleepover, but my parents weren't set to leave until this morning however because of me they were considering canceling their trip. I felt bad that not only my date was canceled but I was also taking away their trip. I couldn't let me be the reason so when they told me that they were considering staying I quickly smiled and gathered up as much energy as I could.

"I don't know. This is the first time you've ever been sick like this...I'm worried."

I shook my head and smiled, "Trust me I'm fine. I'm feeling loads better and it's only for one day. You guys will be back home tomorrow, and I'll probably just be sleeping all day."

They didn't sound wholly convinced but after a bit more reassurance they finally relented and after another hour they were on their way out the door. Though before they left they made sure to let me know that I could call them at any time and if I wanted them back they would take the next Shinkansen back home. They also promised to bring back some good souvenirs and Tokyo snacks.

I smiled as I saw them off but the moment I closed the door and was away from prying eyes, I slid onto the floor with a heavy breath. It was a relief to finally be alone. With them in the house, for some reason, I couldn't fully relax. I took a moment to take some calming breaths as the steady waves of heat threatened to pull me from reality and into a deep fog I wasn't sure I would surface from. Again I could feel my stomach clench as though it were searching for something and in response my legs squeezed together.

"..Ahn..."

My room...That's where I needed to be.

On shaky legs I half dragged myself back up stairs and to my room. As I moved unsteadily towards my bed I left a trail of clothes from my door, until I was left in only my panties and my trusty oversize sleeping shirt.

I was alone now...

There wasn't anyone here I needed to worry about...

And it were as though that single thought was the trigger. I curled my hands into the bed sheets as another wave of heat, stronger than anything that I had felt before rocked my body. And it didn't stop. It continued, not matter what position I tried to wriggle my body into. My mind was in shambles as the blaze melted away any tangible thought, leaving me only with my sense of touch. The fabric of my shirt almost felt too rough as it rubbed against the swells of my breast until their peaks hardened at their own accord. But even then it didn't stop, and with every subsequent rub my shoulders jumped and breath hitched. It hurt, but it also didn't hurt. I wanted it to stop, but I also wanted more

"A-ah!"

My body didn't feel like it was under my control and without my consent a breathy moan was pulled from my lips. For a millisecond the heat waned only to return in double, but that brief moment of reprieve was enough to entice me to recreate it. I looked through hazy lens at the hand resting against my right breast and hazed another breathy sigh as I massaged the soft globe. I could feel my nipples rubbing against the palm of my hand but the light touch wasn't enough.

'...I-I can't..I sh-shouldn't...but...'

The bubble of frustration the longer I touched myself grew until I couldn't stop my other hand from twisting at my nipple. It felt so good but a part of me was embarrassed and ashamed at my actions. What was coming over me? I had never done anything like this before, but despite the small rational part of me left my hands didn't stop...

I had never gave it much thought before but my breast were very soft. The more I played with them, squeezing them and pulling taut at the nipple just to let the bounce back into place the less timid my actions became. I pulled my shirt up and held it by my mouth, exposing my chest to the air and allowing me direct contact. Everything was hot. My hands. My chest and even the air seemed to become charged and warmed from my ceaseless panting.

Then a powerful, almost painful, throbbing pounded between my legs making me cry out and squeeze my legs tight. By now I had tears in my eyes, both from fear over what was happening and a desperate want for it to end. The throbbing persisted, and though the pressure from my legs alleviated it slightly it wasn't nearly enough. What could I do to make it stop? At the next burst of heat from between my legs my right hand shot downwards, and at the first hit of friction any lingering though fazed into a white fog.

Though it was my first time, my fingers moved with urgency and a sense of familiarity with the motion that I would've been embarrassed had I been in my right mind. "Mnm-!" I pushed against the slit over my underwear, drawing an impatient line from top to bottom until wet noised joined the myriad of sounds my mouth made. I moved faster, fingers lingering at the top where my clit pulsed and swelled from the circles I rubbed. Faster. Harder. More.

My toes curled and I arched from the bed. Saliva pooled onto my pillow as it dripped from my mouth but I didn't care. The clenching in my stomach was reaching it's crescendo, making me twist and turn more violently on the sheets. My hips twitched, and my heals dug into my bed to help me buck into my hand. Finally, finally my body tensed and the flames in my stomach seemed to rush out of me making everything just slightly more bearable. I breathed heavily into my shoulders, letting my hips slowly rest back on the bed but the tension never relaxing.

My hand twitched, the only sign of hesitation, before delving into my underwater for direct contact to my wetness. Using two fingers I rubbed gentle circles around my clit, the slick making everything easier. I rolled onto my stomach, cheek now pressing into the pillow and my knees drawn in towards my chest. As I relaxed into the new position I couldn't help but quiver from the heady and heavy scent that assaulted my senses. I croaked out another strangled groan while my fingered slid against the sensitive, silky texture. Something dripped down, pooling in my palm until it rolled down my arm and dirtying the sheets. It was warm, and the more it collected the heavier the smell grew.

That feeling of relief ebbed ever closer and I greedily reached to claim it. It raged in my stomach, more painful than any injury I had sustained so far and my hand - though beginning to cramp - didn't stop. I didn't want to and when it came I moaned without restraint, the pillow being the only thing muffling me.

"Ah~!...Nhn..."

I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream because, "...I-it's...not e-enough..."

Everything felt so sensitive, and it was unbearable but whether it was from pain or pleasure I didn't know. Still, as my mind came back down from that blissful state of euphoria it was to yet another low rumbling of building pressure. My clit burned the more I rubbed it and my hole clenched and twitched as though trying to swallow the empty air around it.

Inside...I wanted...It itched...

I prodded around the quivering entrance, eagerly caressing around it looking for some kind of satisfaction.

"O-oh, ah~"

It was so nice and slippery that my finger broke the tight ring, and the moment I felt the fleshy, tight warmth embrace my finger I knew this is what my body wanted. More of this. Could I go deepe-Yes!...But not enough. I didn't feel full. The cacophony of squelching, and harsh breathing reverbarated in my ear, somehow sounding both present and far away. But...

This sound...

Something was different about it...

It wasn't...Me

Everything stopped for me at that moment. My hand - though I didn't remove them -, my third cresting and my labored breathing. The effort it took to open my eyes was tandem to lifting 50 pounds of weight, and when I did a blurry shadow stood in my room. With this person's appearance the burning air turned scortching and yet somehow my mind began working through the currently stagnant fog.

"...Ku...rama...?"

I pushed my body into sitting up as quickly as I could and almost reached out for the figure, but didn't when I realized that this wasn't Kurama's scent. This wasn't Kurama. How did he get here? Lazily looking towards the window I found it open. That's right I left it like that. To keep myself cool.

"Ohh, baby girl." The guy's deep, gravelly voice grated against my ears. He took a generous whiff of the air, eyes closed as through to savor it completely, then looked at me with growing perverse intentions. My body shivered on instinct from such raw desire directed at me.

"What a sweet smell you have~" He stepped closer and his glowing red eyes narrowed. "Let me sooth that for you."

When he stepped forward my entire body tensed, but otherwise I couldn't move. My instincts were screaming at me that I was in danger, but a very different danger than fighting against Tuguro. But even still I didn't have full control over my body and everything was still only vaguely registering in my mind as I desperately tried to keep the delirious heat from coming back and snatching away the small bit of rational thought I reclaimed.

"G-get out." I pointed at the window with as much authority I could muster but I noticed his eyes didn't leave my glistening hand for a moment.

His eyes dilated and a snarl was growing on his lips. His energy was turning hostile and through the heat the surrounded me my body tensed, but I couldn't react in time to avoid him pinning me to my bed. With both of my wrists now bound and him sitting on my legs I was stuck. I wanted to struggle. I wanted to push him off but my body felt so weak that it was all I could do to just meekly squirm.

"Hah! Hah-!" He was breathing heavier than me now, expression lost to whatever pleasure he was imagining. "I was confused at first - hah - to smell this scent here of all places." He held down my wrist in one hand and his other now freely running up and down my inner thigh, "Oooh~! Already so wet! Hah...Hah...I can't wait any more! Don't struggle, I'll help you. It must be painful."

He leaned into my neck and his lips seared against my flesh. My gut reaction was disgust. I didn't want to be touched by him. Even his breath sent chills of revulsion through me, but damn my body wouldn't work with me. I couldn't gather enough wits nor strength to speak or fight back, but suddenly the guy snarled. Much like a rabid animal who's first meal in years had been interrupted.

He sat up, eyes glowing in rage, as he looked over his shoulder, "She's mine! Find your own!"

I couldn't see who it was but I didn't need to. Past the vulgar, bile inducing stench before me I registered a familiar smell; faintly metallic and something akin to kindle but more robust as though simmering in wait to spread. Suddenly the demon was snatched from on top of me, and the wild, lust red eyes were replaced with a more calm pair.

"H-hiei..."

Hiei didn't spare me a glace and placed himself between the demon and myself. Said demon shook his head, face twisted in unbridled and beast like anger. Words seemed to fail him as he simply snarled, and snapped at the unaffected shorter demon.

"Leave now and I'll spare your pitiful existence."

The demon snapped, "Like hell I will! That bitch is mine!"

He lunged at Hiei, but it was an attack that was doomed to fail. With the ease of swatting a fly, Hiei sidestepped the demon's clumsy lunge and pierced through the demons chest using his bare hand. The demon could only claw weakly against the arm now protruding from his chest, but his misery wouldn't last long. There was a burst of flames and it enveloped the now screaming demon until there was nothing left of him, not even ash.

"He should be grateful. The fox's death wouldn't have been as merciful."

Hiei began walking towards the window without even acknowledging my existence. Something inside me whispered that this was for the best. The warning bells that went off with the other guy seemed to only ring stronger in Hiei's presence, but I ignored them. This was Hiei after all; my friend and he just saved me. I should thank him before he left. Before I realized it my legs were moving and I grabbed Hiei by his arm. I felt him tense from my grip and I quickly let go thinking he didn't want to be touched.

"W-wait!...Thank you for saving me..."

He was silent and was as still as a statue. The only sound came from my heavy breathing as I waited for him to say something.

"...Hiei-mn!"

The pulsing of heat was starting to come back, starting with an uncomfortable clenching in my stomach. I hugged my stomach and dropped to my knees when my legs went weak under me.

"S-sorry...I haven't...haven't been f-feeling well lately." I groaned out while trying to stand but it wasn't working. My legs felt like jelly, and the heat was beginning to take over my mind again. I hated this. Would I start doing embarrassing things again? I didn't want anyone to see me like that but just thinking about it was making my core twitch. I glanced at my bed that felt miles away.

"Hiei..." I breathed out when he began to leave again, "before..you g-go...could you t-take me to b-bed?" I tried to stand but weakly fell back to the floor, "m-my legs...I can't..."

Would he even help me? I don't know why, or how he he came to help me from that earlier demon but not once has he spoken to me. He hasn't even looked at me once. I didn't understand why he would ignore me but also go out of his way to save me. If he just left I wouldn't be upset, but in my condition I would have to crawl back.

"Your ignorance will be your undoing."

Hiei's voice was always deep, a surprise given his tiny stature, but it seemed to have dropped even further and was thicker and more rough than normal. He had finally turned and looked down at me. His red eyes seemed to glow like the very embers he controlled, but instead of gentle warmth it was a raging fire that burst across my body. Albeit more controlled, in his gaze was the same desire the earlier demon showed and Hiei's scent was growing stronger around me. It seemed to lick up my arms in a tantalizingly warm embrace that would be so damn easy to sink into. My stomach clenched again in response and Hiei tensed while holding his breath for a moment.

He took a step towards me and my instant reaction was to crawl backwards. Unlike the other demon Hiei's scent didn't make me retch, and the sound of his breathing wasn't off-putting. But my saving grace was that his wasn't the scent I wanted to be marked with. I wanted Kurama to be here. I wanted it to be his hands that picked me up and...and touch me. If he touched me like I did to myself earlier how would it feel? Those hands that always kindly reached out to me, proving me with strength and compassion through this new turn in my life. How would those long, slender fingers slide into me and bring me to that gushing warmth that flowed from deep inside?

I hadn't realize I had been rubbing my thighs together, nor the pained looked that flashed across the normally stone-face demon before he took a step back.

While keeping his distance Hiei knelt down, and the intensity of his gaze made me too afraid to move. It felt like if I so much as twitched he would attack me and the fear that I had pushed down earlier came rushing back.

"I'd rather not make him an enemy so for both your and my sake I won't linger, before that a word of advice, He held out his hand, "learn quickly what it means to be a female demon."

His piercing gaze lingered on me for only a moment before he stood up. But his movement felt heavy, as though the simple action was I opposition to his natural instinct. Without another word I was once again left alone.

Question: Would you let Hiei help you?