Warning: This chapter contains a lemon!

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Koenma growled as he stamped the papers on his desk. He hated it as much as he hated his father's wrath. He gave a long, dejected sigh, then perked up as George came in. "What did you find?"

Geroge grinned and put some papers and a book on Koenma's desk, "Well, Koenma, sir, I found this about her." George tapped a blue finger on the book. "She's a demon bound to blood just like Kurama has a bond to nature. Her village died in a complete ravage and Moira seemed to be the only survivor. A dark robe man took her in and that is all known about her sir."

Koenma sat back and sucked on his pacifier in thought, "Who was this robed man?"

George flipped through the book, "Uh...I believe it says Tharian."

Koenma closed his eyes, tapping the stamp that he held, on the table, "Tharian...THARIAN?!!" His eyes flung open, "I thought we got rid of him centries ago!" Koenma stood up in his over-sized chair, "Moira could be his spy or even...wait...you said you couldn't find anything else on her?" George gave a nod. Koenma began to get uneasy, "Tell Botan to get Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Kurama in here. We don't need Hiei to know anything about the investigation just yet."

"Yes sir." George quickly left Koenma's office. Koenma felt uneasy about all this mess. He thought Tharian had been banished quite a while ago. He wondered how it was possible for Tharian to even be alive. He now stamped the papers more quickly. There was much to do and he was always behind on his paper work.

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Hiei looked down at Moira who was pinned beneath him. His knees were against her inner thighs; pinning her legs so she couldn't kick him in the groins.

She avoided his gaze for a while, but finally looked him in the eyes, and her face flushed. "Hiei...please...I have enough emotions right now as it is."

Hiei's eyes held her gaze, as if searching for something. He hated this vulnerable feeling and wished the emotion he now felt would go away. His eyes scrolled down her clothed body and he felt an agonizing feeling begin to burn in his groins. He closed his eyes, trying to stop his heart from pounding. He knew Moira felt the same way he did. "Moira...I...hn..." He tried to form words that felt strange on his lips, but it wouldn't form. He wanted to tell her, he would never hurt her, and wanted to show her that he loved her, but he could never say that. He would feel quite foolish if he said any of that.

Moira wished Hiei would get off of her because her thighs were burning with unmet pleasure. She also half wished Hiei would make love to her. "Hiei..." His lips cut her off and he was a bit aggressive. He kissed her in furious passion, which stunned both of them. Moira's hands ran up his waist and stopped on his biceps. She slowly broke the kiss. By the look in her eyes, Hiei could tell that if he went any further, they would become what demons called love-mates. Deep inside, he felt like thats what he truly wanted.

The grass was cold but comfortable. He pressed his warm body against her's. Her body felt soft against his, which made a shriek of excitement flood his body. Their lips met lightly at first, then became more intimate. Hiei's tongue brushed her lips and slowly entered her mouth. Her breath tasted sweet, and their tongues fought for dominance and Hiei won in the end. His hand slowly began to pull her shirt from her pants. His lips moved to the nook of her neck and found one of her more pleasant. He could hear her moan softly;it aroused him more. His hips grinded against her, he wasn't sure how long he could contain himself.

He managed to get her shirt off, and he looked down at her now half-naked body. His fingers trailed over her body, and he met her her eyes once again. His fingers began to rub another pleasurable on her side and she tilted her head back to show she enjoyed it.

Hiei's groins began to heat and still were unmet with his pleasures. Hiei's hand slid down to her belt and unbuckled it, letting it slip away. He managed to get the rest of her clothes to come off and her body was fully exposed. She quickly rolled, so thats she was ontop of him. Hiei cracked a small grin as he saw the cold air turn her body a shade of pink. He engulfed her in a hug, pressing her against his body. She gave a slight whimper since Hiei hadn't allowed her to take his own clothes off. He kissed her neck gently again and she managed to undo one of his belts after she had gotten his cloak off. Moira whimpered once more as Hiei moved back above her. She pulled him lower on her finally undoing all his belts and getting his boots and pants off, along with his tanktop. As Hiei's undergarment finally came off, they both stared at each other's body in surprise; as if they hadn't realized what they were doing this whole time. Slowly, they kissed again. Hiei's hand ran through her black, silky hair. Her hand ran down his thigh, making his skin burn more intensely.

His hand wandered farther down his body until it touched her mound and began to rub it. He concealed her moan with his lips and eased his fingers inside her, making her concealed moan become an unbearable moan for more. Hiei smirked slightly as her leg entwined with his. He took his fingers out and kissed her neck, letting her sigh in ecstasy. He slowly eased himself inside of her hearing a tender moan come from her again. He pumped inside of her again, enjoying the feel of being inside her. The burning passion inside of them began to roar into life. They slowly reached each other's climaxes under the velvet night sky. Hiei finally laid next to her; his arm wrapped around her slender waist. He pulled her closer to him. Her back pressed against his warm chest and she rested against him. Hiei thought he heard her whisper something, but she fell asleep before he could ask what she said.

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Tharian growled to himself as he sat down in his hard, cold throne. He wanted Kei-Eriko back. Ever since the day he met her, there was a strong attachment he felt to her. He clenched his fists in anger. He was quite certain that she could not escape from him, but she had been sand that slipped through his fingers. He could not perform his next task without her. He desperately needed her. He threw his head back and let out a roar of fury. Silouhettes of his minions skimpper back to their work in fright.

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Thats chapter five. And to anwser some of your questions. I am thinking of doing a Christmas chapter, but I am uncertain if I will do it though. Please Review. Bye.