i am so, SO sorry! my life has been a little out of it, bows please forgive me!

i love you all! especially dragon shadow, Lindsy and Janine.

I can't breath, I just can't know. Inu-Yasha…l-loves me? He really loves me? This can't be happening, this really can't be…He killed my father, my mother betrayed him…This can't be happening, it just can't! It makes no sense for him to fall in love with me…can it? I back away from him, shaking my head violently. My voice stutters, I huddle my arms around my body. "Y-You're lying! I won't fall for such a trick as this! You have to be lying Inu-Yasha!"

My arms huddle my around my chest, I shiver from shock and sudden lack of warmth. It's as if a piercing cold is surging through out my entire body, causing me to shake uncontrollably. And it is he that did this to me, the one who dared to make me so weak. Even with all the training I endured as a child by the hands of a cruel father, all the pain I pushed on to myself. Only he has the ability to drain all of my common sense and make me as mortal as any human girl I could have been if it were not for my parents' unnatural births. I keep walking back away from him, as if he would leap on me at any moment and attack me. And I am half expecting it to happen too. I mean, we are suppose to be enemies, it would make sense wouldn't it?

But for every step I take, he makes another towards me. My back is pinned up against a boulder and he corners me against it. His arms wrap around me tightly. And no matter how hard I try to pull myself away, he clutches me closer to him. But he is full of heat, loving warmth. I close my eyes, weeping silently into his chest. "Y-You have to be lying, this can't be real…"

He lifts my chin to look him in the eye. I see tiny, shimmering tears coming down his cheek as well. They are silver, mixing with his golden gaze. He cups my face in his hands, leaning in and kissing every inch of my face with his lips. On the tip of my tongue I can taste his salty-sweet tears as the run down and mix with my own. I kiss him back, his face, lips, neck, anything I can reach. I cry harder, I can't take anymore of this. I hear him whisper in between kisses, "I love you...I love you…I love you so much…"

We are kissing again, hard and deeply. I tangle my body with his, letting my body die to him, become one with him. I was suppose to hate him, I was born to kill him. Yet…I am right here in his arms. Both we are more alike than people know. We are on the constant border line between human and demon, lover and death dealer. I hardly know him, yet I feel like I belong when we are together.

He slowly lowers my back to the ground. His claw runs over my kimono top and I become nervous suddenly. When I try to stop his hand, he takes mine in his own and kisses my finger tips. He shushes my whimpers and takes my lips again. Hot and cold flashes fly between me as I watch the crumples of my clothes fall to the ground. Looking up at him, I see his hoari top land carelessly behind him and his bare chest in the conscience moon light. Our bodies touch again, and he whispers in my ear. "One more night, and I'll be whole…I'll know you love me then…"

Is love suppose to be addictive? It feels that way when ever I think of him. He caresses my skin so slowly painful, I thought I might die of torment. His fingers drag through my braid and set all strands of my hair free. He looks so loving and real, I stop him momentarily, I have one more question. "Who do you see; your enemy, or your love?"

He is looking right through me, like the reflection of golden of two perfect gold discuses. Inu-Yasha brushes his hand across my cheek another time and says "I see Emi."

That is all I need to hear. I kiss him hard again with his poor swollen lips. It seems to be enough for him to, and he kisses back and I lose myself in him again, and him in me. There seemed like nothing but hot pools in my body and perfect bliss as we merge together in our passion again. Like you'd imagine how mad angels make their love.

I am almost at my peak, I hear him growl in my ear. "Swear you'll be mine."

"I swear." I moan out.

"Tell me you love me."

"Do I even need to say it?"

"One more time for me."

"I love you…I love you…I love you till the day I die!" I cry and climax as he spills hot seed inside my body. He leans his forehead against mine in a smile of absolute triumph. "That might take a while."

"The stars seem perfect tonight." I whisper to him as we lie in our defiled summer grass. Pale light is reflecting off his nude skin, he looks like how an heavenly creature would. His eyes are shut for the tired moment, but he opens one to look at me. Turning to lay on his side, he replies "They only shine because you are happy."

"Well you are the source of it."

"You only say that 'cause I'm such a great screw."

"I take that back, you're an ass."

"You love my ass."

"Bite me."

"Are you sure…" I playfully punch his shoulder. He laughs light heartedly, wrapping his arm around my waist. Everything seems content and peaceful, I don't want to ruin it. But I find myself frowning, weren't there consequences to all we have done? There were sure to be others who find out. And what about pregnancy? These words play in my head like an off set melody. He toys with my hair nonchalantly. "You're scared huh?"

"I fear nothing."

"Liar, you looked like you were going to piss yourself when I told you I love you." He kisses my neck tenderly. "And that says something."

I turn my face away from him. He runs his claw up and down my cheek gingerly as we bathe in the night. What will happen when we leave now? Will the others sense I have been with him? It matters not. This is just too perfect for anything else anyway. But am I afraid? I have been trained in all extremes to never be afraid…

"Don't scream…" Father tried to coax me as he prepared another "test." The long legged spiders began to crawl up my arms as I quivered in fear. At this time I was only five, and it was at this age that Father wanted to "take the fear out of me." So here he sat me in a tank of spiders. My breath was heavy, I knew if I screamed, the spiders would attack. My skin quivered as being a mere babe, wondering in the back of my mind why my daddy would do this to me? Why was it so bad to be afraid of things?

So I never feared anything again.

Inu-Yasha's claw traced my skin slowly, almost etching me with his finger tip. I shudder in part of his touch and part of the memory I experienced. He senses that something is bothering me, so he throws his hoari top over me as a blanket to keep me warm. I look at him out of the blue, but he just pulls me close to his body and murmurs "Get some sleep will ya? We just had a very busy night and you my love, need sleep."

With a faint smile on my face, I did as I was so told. My eyes laid closed and I am graced with sleep. Storm, hail, demon, nothing can ruin this for me. Everything is perfect, he is too perfect. A warm pit emerges in my heart as if it was beating with blood for the first time.

Is this what it is like to actually be…Happy?

I like it.