I'd like to thank everyone for the great reviews! And So here is the Second Chapter for Blood Moon.

updated 7/11/2014

Chapter Two

They didn't stop again until around midday by then the pain in Yuya's shoulder had returned with a vengeance, apparently the ointment that Kyo had applied to it the night before, and whatever pain alleviating properties it offered had worn off.

Yuya flopped unceremoniously to the ground as Kyo set down their travel gear. She wasn't going another step today, not if this intense throbbing didn't stop. She watched Kyo pull out the flint and set it down next to one of the pots she carried for cooking. Her stomach growled reminding her of the missed breakfast and skimpy dinner the night before. Scratch previous statement, if I don't get some FOOD I won't go another step. Another stab of pain brought her other hand to her shoulder, "Um, Kyo," She paused watching him busy himself with creating a fire. "Could I maybe get some more of that ointment for my shoulder?"

"No." His tone is quick and final.

"What! Why not?! Look I'm sorry I called it dead animal ointment before, but my shoulder is killing me!" She protested to his turned back.

"Good maybe you'll be quiet for once."

Yuya reached for the nearest stone and flung it at his back. Years of practiced knife throwing brought it close to its target but his hand was faster. She glared at his back as he stood and walked from the campsite, without a word. Fine, well I'll just get the ointment myself. Yuya stomped over to the travel bags, rifling through for the tiny jar that contained her salvation. "Where the hell…."

"Looking for this?"

Yuya jumped back from the bag Kyo crouched beside her grin on his face, ointment in hand.

"No!" She huffed, "I was looking for…for…."

"For….?" His grin broadened irritating her further.

"For my other hair ribbon!" She narrowed her eyes daring him to accuse her differently.

"Hmmm Perhaps I could use it to tie you up, might keep you out of trouble,"

"Go to Hell." She snarls back.

He leaned in close eyes burning bright, "With Pleasure," then faster then she could blink was preparing water to boil above his recently started fire.

"Jerk," she mumbled to herself. Leaning back against the bags she closed her eyes listening to the sounds of the forest.

He had come to her, blood red eyes filled with lust pressing her into her sleeping bag, her sleeping garments had melted away at his first touch bringing his touch to her heated skin.

Kyo…Kyo please…

…she felt her body squirm beneath his own, infused with his heat as he devoured the delicate skin of her neck.

Please…Kyo…

She didn't know what exactly she was craving from him only that his hands on her body turned her blood to molten fire, fire that seemed to simmer and surge in her belly with a feeling of emptiness?

Touch me….

Her body arched up against his own crushing embrace as his tongue caressed her ear briefly his breath hot against her inflamed skin.

"You're Mine. Mine Forever." She felt his fingers brush against her core bringing a moan from her lips, as his teeth sunk into the skin at her neck.

"Kyooo…"

"Damn it Woman, Wake Up!"

Yuya's eyes popped open to find the real Kyo before her, annoyance written across his face, a bowl of soup in his hand. "Eat this."

She takes the bowl from his hand hoping to Kami she wasn't blushing as badly as she thought she was.

"Does your shoulder hurt you that badly?"

"What do you…?"

"You were moaning in your sleep."

Oh.

Oh!

"No, it's not that bad." She moved her hand to hold the other side of the bowl to bring it to her lips but the pain in her shoulder halted her movements. Tears rising to her eyes.

"Damn it, do I have to feed you now too?"

"No! I can do it myself." She raised the bowl one handed to her mouth and began drinking down its contents surprised a little at how good it was.

She'd barely finished the bowl when he removed it from her hand only to return it full again.

"I can't eat…"

"Just do it." He raised the bowl to her lips holding the back of her head with the opposite hand leaving her in no position to argue.

When he finally lowered the bowl she sputtered and coughed, "Are you trying to drowned me?!"

He rose without answering her returning to the fire to set her bowl next to the pot, before returning to her side to retrieve bandages from the bag at her back.

"Let me see your shoulder."

Yuya obediently loosened her kimono to drop one shoulder down from the bandages it covered wincing as her movements pulled at the muscles of her sore arm. It felt worse now then it had all day.

He began unwrapping the layers that covered her wound, she jerked back suddenly when pain lanced through her shoulder as he lifted part of the wrap, which only brought more pain and a curse to her lips.

Kyo frowned, bringing his head closer to her still covered shoulder he began carefully pulling up on the bandage that seemed fused with her skin bringing another wave of pain and curse to her lips.

"DAMN IT! THAT HURTS!"

She glared at him their noses inches apart.

"We need water." Kyo announces.

Yuya blinked. Huh?

He rose from his position next to her, pulling a towel, a kimono and soap from their bag. "Come on" He waited for her to rise and then began to follow him from the camp site.

He brought her to a hot spring not far from their campsite, which must have been where he'd gotten the water earlier for their soup.

"Strip."

He had to be joking.

The look on his face told her otherwise. Yuya's eyes darted from the kimono he'd set down to the towel and the soap. "There's No Way I'm bathing in front of you!"

"Well I'm afraid your escapades last night have your private bathing sessions revoked at the moment, and that bandage needs to come off which wont happen without soaking it first." He moved to stand in front of her, expression darkening. "Either you remove it, or I Will."

Glaring Yuya turned her back to him undoing the tie of her kimono she moved to the edge of the water pulling it off before quickly jumping in, hoping the water would hide more then her blush. She glared up at him hunched down as low as she could in the water. Eyes widening as she realized he was removing his own kimono. She turned her back to him staring at the tree line as she felt the ripples against her back signaling his presence. "What are you doing?" She didn't dare turn to face him, afraid of how much of him might not be kept modest by the water.

"Little difficult to care for your shoulder from the shore line," his voice was right behind her she still didn't dare look at him, even when she felt his fingers touch the bandage at her shoulder. "This needs to soak underwater." Without warning he brought her body back against his, seating her against him leaned back with her shoulders under the water head just barely above; resting against his chest.

"Let Go Of Me!" She struggled against his arms before realizing she wasn't getting anywhere, he simply tightened his hold on her.

"I hate you." She shut her eyes against his image, his chuckle traveling through her. His grip on her loosened as she stopped fighting, but she knew that he would not let her get up until he was ready. The water did feel good it was the perfect temperature in contrast to the crisp air of early evening, she must have been asleep for a while earlier. Nightfall wasn't far off, and with the amount of tree cover in this part of the woods it would start to get dark even before then as dusk wore on.

She sighed not wanting to think about how much of a view his height advantage gave him at this moment, even in the waning light, and chancing a glance at him found his eyes to actually be closed as if he'd fallen asleep. Though she highly doubted he was actually asleep, the split second hope that perhaps he would drowned and save her the trouble of plotting his death later cheered her slightly.

"What's the grin for?" She felt his voice suddenly hot and sinfully wicked in her ear.

"Oh nothing just hoping you'd Die." She tried once more to pull forward away from him only to be hauled back this time flush against his body which was far more contact then she ever wanted. "Kyo! Let Me Go!" She felt his left hand stray lower on her abdomen even as his right forearm kept her firmly locked tightly against him. "What do you think you're doing?!" She gasped jerking in his arms as she felt his fingers dance across the top of her thighs, and skating across her middle. His fingernails lightly raking over the skin of her inner thigh. Making her curse and her flesh rise despite the heat of the water in goose bumps.

"Hush, Woman" His words whispered against her ear while his arm squeezes her chest tighter against him making it difficult to even draw a breath for fear her ribs might snap. His fingers still sweeping continuously across her flesh trembling flesh before darting down between her thighs.

"I…I Hate you." Her head felt dizzy again as his fingers pressed against her, her body jerked forward, not out of anger, but from the wash of intense sensations that had begun spiraling out through her abdomen at his touch.

"If you hate me so much, why moan my name in your sleep?" His voice was velvety soft against her ear, almost as physical in its caress as his hands were across her skin.

Her head to heavy to hold up drops back against his shoulder. She gasped as his hand dipped lower to the center of her wanting. Her limbs felt so heavy, her hands-previously pulling to free herself from his grasp-now gripped his arm tightly as she felt her body buck against his hand.

"What…" she swallowed, "what are you doing to me?" She felt his breath against her neck again as she had the night before his teeth grazing over her skin she felt her body arch against his grip secured tightly to his chest as his fingers and mouth worked across her aching body.

His other arm loosening around her to reach her breast, as his finger dipped into her center.

She couldn't breath, and it had nothing to do with the grip he'd placed on her earlier, she gasped his name voice reedy and thin.

"Tell me woman," His voice called in her ear, so far away, through the fog that seemed to settle in her brain. "Tell me, How much you hate me," His right hand trailed to the back of her head, bringing her mouth to his as his left hand reached the bandage on her shoulder pulling it away.

Pain ripped through her shoulder again, her scream of surprise was swallowed down as his tongue invaded her mouth, both arms now returning to sooth her body.

He held her head tightly against his own, preventing an escape she wasn't sure she wanted. She was suddenly too awed by how soft his mouth was against hers. The slow deliberate strokes of his tongue that she soon found herself mimicking, falling into his rhythm.

She was so lost in his taste and the soft caresses he left against her skin that she soon forgot the throbbing of her shoulder, forgot everything but the feel of his hands against her skin and his breath on her face.

"So this is Hate hmm?" His caress returned to her face pulling her closer as his head dipped to her neck again inhaling deeply against her skin.

Yuya swallowed head swimming. What was he talking about? She blinked trying to focus on her surroundings.

Did Kyo just feel me up?

He did a lot more then just cop a feel! Part of her brain informed her.

Yuya felt the blush rise to her checks, OMG; I can't believe I didn't pulverize him for that! What was I thinking?

The sudden stench of Kyo's ointment brought her out of her revere.

"Ugh, not that stuff again,"

"Funny you were begging me for it earlier,"

Yuya's jaw dropped. Wait a minute, what exactly was he referring to?! She remembered her dream earlier feeling the heat in her face deepen, it couldn't be that! "I was Not!"

"Hush woman or I might shut you up for good." His fingers brought the ointment back to her shoulder covering the deep gash that she had to admit looked better than it had the day before.

"It's healing pretty fast,"

"Unfortunately it started healing too fast. It needs to be left unwrapped for a while to prevent the new skin from growing into the bandage again."

"So that's why taking the bandage off hurt so much, it grew together?"

Kyo nodded. "I guess even Kyoshiro doesn't know the strength of his own medicines sometimes, damn dolt."

Yuya blinked as a thought struck her, "So wait a minute! All that before; you were just trying to distract me so you could take the bandage off?!"

"You think I'd actually want to kiss you?"

"Why You!"

She whirled around in his hold to punch him dead in the face only to be pulled forward against his chest. His hand bringing her head close for another kiss; this one searing in its intensity.

There was no gentleness in this embrace, his tongue demanding entrance his fingers directing her embrace to follow his own lead bringing her closer to him.

Yuya gave in. Trying to fight Kyo was like trying to stop the wind. He released her finally just as she thought her lungs might collapse she glared at him in confusion gasping for air.

"Still Hate me?"

She nodded against his chest, forehead pressed against the curve of his shoulder where it had fallen as she fought to bring air back into her lungs.

"Good," His lips pressed behind her ear, bringing goose bumps to her neck.

"You'll be the sane one for both of us." He stood bringing her with him walking over and depositing her on the bank he turned to retrieve his kimono as she turned her face away from his naked body turning her back to him she felt the towel wrap around her body.

"Dry yourself, we're not putting anything on that shoulder tonight, not taking the chance of it healing together again."

Yuya toweled her self carefully trying to keep herself covered, "Can I have my kimono?"

"I said we're not putting anything on it, clothes included."

"What?! I'm not going to spend the whole night naked!"

Kyo turned back toward their camp ignoring her rising protests.

"You have a towel don't you? Keep it up and I'll remove even that."

Bastard. Oh, she hated him. Hated. Hated. Hated!

Damn that Kyo! Making Yuya-Chan run around naked! And molesting her in the bath! (gasp!)

Shame on him….And Shame on me for leaving you here!

This story actually seems to be writing itself pretty easily, some parts of course are a little more uh…sticky…then others. . .

(coughs!BadPun!coughs!)

My, my! I must be coming down with a cold, wonder if I need some of that special ointment Kyo's got?

(steals Kyo's clothes and runs off)