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"KIBA!" Blue shouted, "What the hell is going on?!"

Kiba seemed to look at the ground as he cleared his throat and began to speak, "Look, I'm sorry. That thing is crazy and I will not allow him to suck you into his demented world!"

Blue's anger for Kiba flared with more wrath than she knew she had, "Kiba, stop beating around the bush and tell me what is going on. Tell me why Darcia almost KILLED me and why he wanted to be seen and why you are pretending to have no idea what I am taking about!"

When Kiba began to speak tears in Blue's eyes grew. Kiba spoke softly, as if not to stir more problems than he already had. "I took Cheza from Darcia."

Kiba remembered oh so clearly what had happened a mere thirty-six hours ago: Cheza was stored in some kind of coffin looking devise that seemed to be giving her fluids of some kind. Kiba remembered seeing her. Her once bright eye lightless, her hair that had always attracted his attention, now was fail. And her smooth body her breasts and stomach that seemed to add to his every desire now left him empty.

Then, what Kiba saw horrified him. Cheza's tubes of fluid were connected to her. Harmona was lying, lifeless; in the same coffin-like structure that Cheza was in only there was no fluid in Harmona's contraption.

He had heard about Harmona and had only encountered her once. She was Darcia's love, the love that had made him once good, and the love that made him merciful and loving, the love that made him pure. However Harmona's curiosity got the better of her one eve when she was hiking the towers in the city. She stumbled upon an apothecary who was making potions that could make people deathly ill. Unfortunately, Harmona knew this not. She sipped one of the potions for it was drawing her to it like a moth to a flame. The desire to drink it was so great that even the apothecary knew not of her drink until it was too late.

The potion was cursed and though it didn't kill Harmona it made her fall into coma and she couldn't come out without an "Angelic spirit sent from the gods above," that apothecary had said before Darcia had sliced his throat.

Kiba could not let Cheza stay in this place no more than he could kill himself for no reason at all. So he smashed in the coffin and stole Cheza from Darcia.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you Blue and I hope that you understand." Kiba said, sorrow in his voice.

Blue thought for a moment, sighed and said, "Kiba, you cannot be in love with me for you are in love with Cheza and..." Blue was interrupted by a kiss.

Kiba kissed Blue gently pressing his lips against hers, soft and sweet. Blue slid her arms around Kiba and began to kiss back. The kiss moved into something more passionate that both Blue and Kiba knew could only be reached in their human forms.

Blue pressed her mouth harder against Kiba sliding his shirt off his back as they tumbled into the snow, chilling their bodies, but the passion of their love keeping them warm. Kiba's bare chest pushed into Blue's body as Kiba slid her clothing off.

Together they made love in the snow, knowing that they truly loved one another