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Mika turned, followed by Cher, to see who had called out to her, still smiling.
As their smiles faded into confusion, a light clicked on in Mika's head and she knew who this boy was. Cher looked at her in confusion.
"Hey, Mika, You know who this is?" Cher asked, more than slightly confused."Mika! Mika, Hey! Where are you going?!" she yelled after her freind's retreating back.
Mika ran.
She knew only the ground under her feet and the darkening sky.
She knew she must get away from this boy, this wolf from her past.
She couldn't face him, now. She couldn't.
Kiba raced after the retreating figure just as the heavens opened their eyes and began to cry.
He had to see her. He had to hold her, make her his, save her.
He needed her, now, just as he hoped she needed him.
He paused at crossway, she was incredibly fast for a human.
Mika sped up, thanking the heavens for this short blessing.
She hoped he would lose her scent and her tracks in the mud the waters were creating.
She raced around the corner of another building and into another alley, a good bit ahead of him.
She saw it then, her chance to escape her past, a wooden fence with a dumpster on the other side.
She jumped over the fence, landing on the lid of the dumpster.
She clambered down the side and crouched in the small opening between the dumpster and the fence.
Scant seconds later, she looked up and saw him jump the gap between the fence and dumpster and listened as he raced off toward the street beyond.
She waited a moment longer, until she was sure he was gone.
She sank down against the wall of a dirty alley, five blocks away from her apartment.
Kiba jumped the gap and headed out into the streets that were crouded with midday traffic.
He tried to catch her scent, but there was only the clean scent of rain.
He had no hope of finding her prints, there was none to be found.
"Damn it all to Hell!" He snarled, kicking a nearby wall.
The place where his foot hit, there was a crack.
He raced off toward the misty silence of the crowded streets.
Mika cried, hot tears streaming from her eyes to be washed away by the forgiving rain.
She finally rose, still crying, and walked toward her apartment, and hell.
She had to be at work or her "Father" would cut her already meager pay.
Kiba walked toward the west side of town, the nightclub district.
He had been walking for hours, the rain had stopped long ago.
He stopped in front of a neon purple door, the sign nailed to the wall to the side was "Diablo's Pleasure"
He growled in disgust, but walked in.
No one spared him a second glance, which made him thankful.
He looked around at the people gathered in this den of thieves, Mostly single fat men, and a few tall, scrawny guys that smelled of money.
He winced as the DJ kicked the volume up a notch, scarring his sensitive ears.
He finally fored his eyes on the stage.
It was Mika.
She was bare but for the scarlet garder on her left thigh, it was stuffed with ones and fives.
He couldn't take his eyes from her, Her hair was tied back in an obsene design.
She straddled the pole and spun, giving him a nice view, a sickening view.
He wanted to tear out every throat in this room.
But with the lights, he knew she wouldn't be able to see him, so he sat down to wait.
Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the blonde Mika had called Cher, She was in a playboy bunny costume.
She approached him from one side, watching him watch Mika.
"You like her." She said, smiling. "You wnt me to set you up with a private session?"
Kiba nodded, hiding his disgust.
"Follow me." She said, walking toward the harsh metal stairs in one corner.
He followed her up the rickety stairs and into a long hall lined with doors.
She led him to one of the last rooms and opened the door with a key she retreived from her bra.
"I'll send her up as soon as the show's over." Cher said, leaving him to himself.
"Don't tell her it's me." He called after her, she only waved.
He listened to her click down the stairs and then turned toward the contents of the room.
A four poster king size bed was in the middle of the room on a raised dias, to the left of the doorway was a small open shower and bathroom, and beside the bed was a small vanity. Candles flickered on every surface available.
He sat on the bed and pulled the satin curtains around the post, concealing him from view.
Finally, he heard her coming up the stairs and listened to her progress down the hallway to his door.
The door opened, spilling candlelight into the hallway.
Mika stepped in, she was in her school uniform.
"You requested a private session, sir?" She asked, her voice dead.
"Take down your hair, it doesnt' suit you like this." came a voice from behind the satin curtain of the bed.
Mika obyed silently.
Walking over to the vanity, she sat and undone her braids and bun and let her hair fall freely over her shoulders and down her back.
She combed it with her fingers, searching out the knots.
When she was finished, she went back to her place at the door.
"Anything else?" She asked, beginning to get to the point as she unbuttoned her shirt.
"Put on the blind fold." Came the voice again.
She did as she was told.
When the blindfold was secure, Kiba grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the bed, forcing her under him.
Pinning her down, his knee between her legs, his body on hers.
He dipped his lips close to her ear. "I know why you didn't come back."
Mika froze.
Kiba pulled off the blindfold with his teeth, and suddenly the smell of salt bombarded his nose.
She was crying.
He stared at her, completely speechless.
"Don't look at me." She said, burying her face in the pillow.
He wiped one tear from her face, making her jerk away from him, but he held her firmly in place.
"Let me go!" She screamed.
"Is that why you ran away earlier? Is it because of what you are forced to do?" Kiba growled.
Mika looked like she had been slapped.
"I don't care, Mika. I want to be with you. I want to protect you, Mika. Let me." He begged.
She pulled an arm free and wrapped it around his neck, bringing him down to her, She kissed him, lighting the fire again.
They kissed passionately as they stripped each other, tearing at the insolent clothes in a desperate need for skin to be on skin.
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A/N: Okay, since this is only an R rated ficcie, i must end it here for the wide range of public viewers.
If you want the end of this last scene, e-mail me at and i'll e-mail it to you as soon as possible.
E/N: Or you can e-mail me at and get the end of this scene.
I'm typing it up so i have the right to give it out at my discretion as well. Not to mention i'm the imagery and editor.
Okay, now. review before i sick miss Lucy on you.
I'm gonna rip out your guts and feed them to you in a bowl! - Inuyasha.
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Review before i cut off Bagby's fingers and shove them up barney's but, and then cut off barney's head and make him sing "I love you" All over and over and over again while i hang him from the roof of your house!
Mika turned, followed by Cher, to see who had called out to her, still smiling.
As their smiles faded into confusion, a light clicked on in Mika's head and she knew who this boy was. Cher looked at her in confusion.
"Hey, Mika, You know who this is?" Cher asked, more than slightly confused."Mika! Mika, Hey! Where are you going?!" she yelled after her freind's retreating back.
Mika ran.
She knew only the ground under her feet and the darkening sky.
She knew she must get away from this boy, this wolf from her past.
She couldn't face him, now. She couldn't.
Kiba raced after the retreating figure just as the heavens opened their eyes and began to cry.
He had to see her. He had to hold her, make her his, save her.
He needed her, now, just as he hoped she needed him.
He paused at crossway, she was incredibly fast for a human.
Mika sped up, thanking the heavens for this short blessing.
She hoped he would lose her scent and her tracks in the mud the waters were creating.
She raced around the corner of another building and into another alley, a good bit ahead of him.
She saw it then, her chance to escape her past, a wooden fence with a dumpster on the other side.
She jumped over the fence, landing on the lid of the dumpster.
She clambered down the side and crouched in the small opening between the dumpster and the fence.
Scant seconds later, she looked up and saw him jump the gap between the fence and dumpster and listened as he raced off toward the street beyond.
She waited a moment longer, until she was sure he was gone.
She sank down against the wall of a dirty alley, five blocks away from her apartment.
Kiba jumped the gap and headed out into the streets that were crouded with midday traffic.
He tried to catch her scent, but there was only the clean scent of rain.
He had no hope of finding her prints, there was none to be found.
"Damn it all to Hell!" He snarled, kicking a nearby wall.
The place where his foot hit, there was a crack.
He raced off toward the misty silence of the crowded streets.
Mika cried, hot tears streaming from her eyes to be washed away by the forgiving rain.
She finally rose, still crying, and walked toward her apartment, and hell.
She had to be at work or her "Father" would cut her already meager pay.
Kiba walked toward the west side of town, the nightclub district.
He had been walking for hours, the rain had stopped long ago.
He stopped in front of a neon purple door, the sign nailed to the wall to the side was "Diablo's Pleasure"
He growled in disgust, but walked in.
No one spared him a second glance, which made him thankful.
He looked around at the people gathered in this den of thieves, Mostly single fat men, and a few tall, scrawny guys that smelled of money.
He winced as the DJ kicked the volume up a notch, scarring his sensitive ears.
He finally fored his eyes on the stage.
It was Mika.
She was bare but for the scarlet garder on her left thigh, it was stuffed with ones and fives.
He couldn't take his eyes from her, Her hair was tied back in an obsene design.
She straddled the pole and spun, giving him a nice view, a sickening view.
He wanted to tear out every throat in this room.
But with the lights, he knew she wouldn't be able to see him, so he sat down to wait.
Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the blonde Mika had called Cher, She was in a playboy bunny costume.
She approached him from one side, watching him watch Mika.
"You like her." She said, smiling. "You wnt me to set you up with a private session?"
Kiba nodded, hiding his disgust.
"Follow me." She said, walking toward the harsh metal stairs in one corner.
He followed her up the rickety stairs and into a long hall lined with doors.
She led him to one of the last rooms and opened the door with a key she retreived from her bra.
"I'll send her up as soon as the show's over." Cher said, leaving him to himself.
"Don't tell her it's me." He called after her, she only waved.
He listened to her click down the stairs and then turned toward the contents of the room.
A four poster king size bed was in the middle of the room on a raised dias, to the left of the doorway was a small open shower and bathroom, and beside the bed was a small vanity. Candles flickered on every surface available.
He sat on the bed and pulled the satin curtains around the post, concealing him from view.
Finally, he heard her coming up the stairs and listened to her progress down the hallway to his door.
The door opened, spilling candlelight into the hallway.
Mika stepped in, she was in her school uniform.
"You requested a private session, sir?" She asked, her voice dead.
"Take down your hair, it doesnt' suit you like this." came a voice from behind the satin curtain of the bed.
Mika obyed silently.
Walking over to the vanity, she sat and undone her braids and bun and let her hair fall freely over her shoulders and down her back.
She combed it with her fingers, searching out the knots.
When she was finished, she went back to her place at the door.
"Anything else?" She asked, beginning to get to the point as she unbuttoned her shirt.
"Put on the blind fold." Came the voice again.
She did as she was told.
When the blindfold was secure, Kiba grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the bed, forcing her under him.
Pinning her down, his knee between her legs, his body on hers.
He dipped his lips close to her ear. "I know why you didn't come back."
Mika froze.
Kiba pulled off the blindfold with his teeth, and suddenly the smell of salt bombarded his nose.
She was crying.
He stared at her, completely speechless.
"Don't look at me." She said, burying her face in the pillow.
He wiped one tear from her face, making her jerk away from him, but he held her firmly in place.
"Let me go!" She screamed.
"Is that why you ran away earlier? Is it because of what you are forced to do?" Kiba growled.
Mika looked like she had been slapped.
"I don't care, Mika. I want to be with you. I want to protect you, Mika. Let me." He begged.
She pulled an arm free and wrapped it around his neck, bringing him down to her, She kissed him, lighting the fire again.
They kissed passionately as they stripped each other, tearing at the insolent clothes in a desperate need for skin to be on skin.
----
A/N: Okay, since this is only an R rated ficcie, i must end it here for the wide range of public viewers.
If you want the end of this last scene, e-mail me at and i'll e-mail it to you as soon as possible.
E/N: Or you can e-mail me at and get the end of this scene.
I'm typing it up so i have the right to give it out at my discretion as well. Not to mention i'm the imagery and editor.
Okay, now. review before i sick miss Lucy on you.
I'm gonna rip out your guts and feed them to you in a bowl! - Inuyasha.
An: Yeah, yeah, whatever. E-mail me first since I'm the author.