Kadyn: ((Holds hands up infront of self defensively)) Okay, Okay, I know I haven't written anything in a...((glances at last update date on page)) Holy Crap! Pleasedontkillme! I can explain! ((Backs away))

Kyo: Explain? You left me with a naked Yuya in the woods for 5 months with no action! ((raises muramasa))

Kadyn: ((Runs away))

Chapter 3

"Kyo! You Demon Bastard!" She stomped around the campsite trying to find any article of clothing he might have left behind.

Apparently he'd been serious about not putting anything on her shoulder. Clothing included, because shortly after arriving back at camp Yuya discovered that all of the clothing except the kimono Kyo wore now had disapeared leaving her to fume in nothing but a towel.

"It's going to get chilly tonight Kyo, I need my clothes, you Hentai you're no better than that pervy Benitora!"

"Keep it up woman and see where it lands you," His eyes flashed in the firelight a warning that would have silenced most men, Yuya just continued to stomp about.

"Arrgggh!" Yuya slumped down across the fire from him glaring daggers. If only looks could kill, Yuya thought, the mental image of him being ripped limb from limb did a bit to raise her spirits.

Yeah, and in nothing but a towel, see how he likes it!

The memory of their caresses in the hot spring flashed through her mind.

Gaaah! Yuya flushed brightly.

Don't think about that! Think about clothes damnit! Lots and Lots of Clothes! She began picturing him dressed from head to toe in as much clothing as she could possibly imagine layers upon layers but her brain kept returning to the image of Kyo wearing nothing but a smile and laughing cruelly at her expense.

After about three minutes of arguing with the Naked Kyo in her brain Yuya finally gave up and began glaring again at the fully clothed one in reality across the firepit.

The orange glow of the flames danced patterns across his skin as he blew smoke rings almost unconsciously into the night air. His face was a mask of perfect calm, chest barely rising with each inhale. He was the perfect model of control.

Demonic Control. Her brain reminded her as his blood red eyes openned to meet hers across the fire.

"It's rude to stare at people"

His grin returned, "Then stop,"

"I wasn't staring at you! I was thinking!" she glared determined not to look away first.

"Thinking? More like mentally undressing,"

Her eyes grew wide, anger flaring "You're one to talk, I'm the naked one!" She jabbed her finger acussingly in his direction wishing she had a gun to shoot. "You're a pervert Kyo! Just as bad as Benitora, and Kyoshiro!"

His nostrils flared eyes flashing in anger "Don't you EVER compare me to Him."

She was quiet for a moment studying him through the hazy smoke as a log cracked in the fire. She looked away first unable to hold the anamosity in his stare, instead she found herself studing the embers that rose into the sky swirling in their own private dance before dissapearing into the cool night air. The breeze had picked up a bit as the sun had gone down adding an extra chill to the air that her damp towel did little to sheild her from. Adding that to the fact that she was having trouble sitting properly without giving Kyo another peep show and this was turning into a real winner of a night. She shivered as the wind skated across her back raising the hair on the back of her neck and goosebumps along her arms.

"I'm sorry"

She wasn't sure if he'd heard it or not, he made no response at first then, "For what?"

She looked away into the darkness of the trees the light flickering between them anywhere but into those eyes. "I know you hate him, I shouldn't have compared you. You're nothing like him."

"No, I'm a lot stronger then that coward will ever be, and as soon as I get my body back I'm going to kill him."

Yuya's gaze flicked to his face, his voice was smooth again, the contempt normally held in his voice when he spoke of his plans for his other half strangely absent.

"Ky..." her voice faultered, unsure of what to say, "I...I'm going to bed." She rose making sure her towel was secure and turned to get her bed roll.

"You're not sleeping in that,"

"Of course not it's wet, a damp bedroll wont keep me warm at all" she scoffed.

"I wasn't referring to the towel."

Yuya spun around ready to spit nails and jab his eyes out with her fingers.

"That's Ridiculus! First no clothes and now no bed? It's getting colder out, I'm going to freeze! This towel is already damp, I've put up with enough of your stupidity! I'm going to bed! and you can go to Hell!" She turned to pull her bedroll from next to her pack and the rest of the supplies. She'd had enough of him ordering her around!

"It's early fall, you'll hardly freeze." His voice moved closer to her as he spoke, "and if the towel is such a problem we'll just remove it."

Yuya spun on her heels to face him, backing away, finger pointed. Her eyes narrowed in warning, "Get away from me Kyo!"

He grinned again, like a cat that had cornered a bird with a broken wing. Like he was going to eat her alive.

She felt his body against hers once again as her mind flashed in panic from the hot spring as his hands claimed her flesh to the night before when he'd seared her skin with his toungue and pressed her naked body into the ground below him as if to take her.

She watched as his eyes dipped down to look at the simple knot keeping her modesty in tact and turned to run.

It was so stupid running from Kyo, she had no where to go. She'd seen him move faster then the eye could follow but she still felt the overwelming erg to flee. She couldn't breath, it was too much, she had to get away from him. Away from his hands and his mouth away from the body that had pressed against hers the eyes that had fleetingly told her something his mouth could not before drifting shut again.

There was always a heat that burned behind the the gaze of Demon Eyes Kyo but this flame was not related to the passion he showed in his fighting. No the flickering behind those demonically possesed blood red eyes had nothing to do with the heat of battle, with swords and strength versus weakness.

It was Desire.

Yuya was not stupid she's seen that look before on bounties she'd tricked into believing she was helpless--ready for the taking. Desire slowed the mind of men, she'd used it too many times to her advantage to be frightened by that.

It was the Desire she felt in her own body that rose like liquid fire in her veins then turned to ice, like a bucket of cold water her fear swallowed her whole-enveloped her and she'd bolted.

She'd never run from Kyo before.

She'd been afraid of him when they had first met but shear stubborness had kept her back up. She'd refused to beg him even with the sharp steel of his sword against her throat, instead she'd head butting the killer of a thousand men, irritating and intriquing him, and saving her life.

So why was she running now?

Anger again filled her as he appeared before her in the woods just a few feet ahead, no doubt having used his god-like speed to trail and surpass her.

In a split second her mind changed gears and instead of dodging to the side as she had first intended she instead crashed headlong into him hoping with all her rage to knock him to the ground.

Her plan worked whether by shear dumb luck, or simply because a body slam was probably the last thing Kyo was expecting.

She felt his fingers grasp her arms as the both tumbled backwards with her momentum.

"Damn you Kyo! I Hate you I Hate you I Hate you!" She was screaming at the top of her lungs pummeling any part of him she could reach with his grip still secured at her elbows. "I Hate You!"

"Yuya-San!"

She froze eyes flying to Kyo's face the tree cover however blocked the moon light, sheilding his eyes from hers.

Panic surged through her, without the light she was unsure of who she was sitting on, Kyo never called her San, only Kyoshiro did. Were his eyes Blue or Red? Fear weld up inside of her "Who Are YOU! Which are you! Answer me!" She pounded his chest with her fists hard. It was so irrational one minute she had been fleeing from Kyo as if her life depended on it, and now the thought that he may have dissapeared again brought a sob to her throat, maybe he didn't really want her, How could he? That had to be it, he'd been so discusted with her that he'd went away, unable to tolerate her any longer. Another cry escaped her lips, "Kyo..."

"It's okay Yuya-san, I couldn't let him hurt you."

Kyoshiro.

No...He had gone, Kyoshiro was back, stupid, dull, kind, Kyoshiro. Yuya pulled away from his grasp on her arms crawling backwards towards the base of the nearst tree for support.

No...Kyo Please...

Kyoshiro sat up approaching her cautiously, "It's okay Yuya-san, You're safe now."

She didn't feel safe, she felt alone, and abandoned--unwanted. Another cry ripped from her throat as she disolved into tears, "No, Please Don't...don't..."

Kyoshiro came closer hands barely visable held infront of him like a peace offering, "It's okay Yuya-san,"

"No,"

"He's not going to hurt you"

"No! Bring him Back!"

Kyoshiro froze. "What?"

Well, that's all I've gotten written tonight, I will start updating again on this story and my other SDK 'Mine' hopefully on a more regular baises, seems I underestimated how much of a wrench moving to the other side of the world could throw into my writting plans

Masi-Gomen!

Also, Sorry for the sudden appearence of Kyoshiro, Especially when there looked like there was gonna be some serious kyo/yuya action! ((ducks flying shoe .)) Hey! That could have put my eye out! O.o

Yuya: Gah! I can't believe I missed! Hold Still!

Don't worry I'll get rid of him soon!

Yuya: You'd BETTER!