A/N thanks for the review Kaylee and Squirrel Legs. Anyway for an outlook on my personal life, I have a little bro that just turned 4, and his name is Antone. He is a total pain, but you gotta love 'em right? Anyway sometimes I will post jokes about different things, and so here's the Joke of the Day the answer will be posted at the end of the chapter:

Q: Why did Aerosmith write the song, "Dude looks like a Lady"?

Anyway on with the chapter!

Ch. 5: Regrets

"Damn it!" growled the heartbroken Youkai, slamming one of his fists into the ground, the other grasping the deep gash on his side, "All this time, living on false hope! How stupid am I?"

"Pretty stupid if you ask me…" replied a familiar voice, "But then again I was foolish enough to fall for your cocky attitude." At that, Ayame jumped down from her hiding place on a nearby tree branch, her expression less than happy, not even a bit worried about him getting hurt and all.

'Has she been listening this whole time?' he thought, hoping she was happier than she looked.

"Ayame?" Kouga began, trying to find the right words to say, "I'm, uh, sorry about what I said before, and…"

"Save it for someone who cares!" she snapped her tone of voice angry and irritable.

"Ayame!" the wolf said, surprised about her attitude towards him, "What's your problem?"

"Problem? What problem? I only realized that you won't ever love me or keep to your promises!"

"Why did you come here than if I treated you that badly?"

"Look, the only reason I came back, is to tell you that…" the demon than turned her back to Kouga, trying to hide her tears, "I-I'm going back to the mountains… As if you'd care anyway." Although Ayame's anger was great, it was still hard for her to say goodbye.

"What! Why?"

"Because, that is my home, and nobody would even care if I left…"

"… I would…" Kouga whispered, looking at her sincerely. Sighing, Ayame forgot what she was going to say, but instead studied the male Youkai's wound.

"I honestly doubt that. Anyway, let me take a look at your wounds…" she spoke as she neared the gash at his side.

"I'm fine," Kouga barked, inching away from her.

"No you're not, Kouga!" Ayame shouted, with a hint of worry in her tone of voice. The demon girl stared daggers straight at the young wolf. Sighing Kouga finally gave in, letting her treat his wound. "This is pretty bad. What were you doing?" she asked curiously, after a moment of silence, still inspecting it.

"Fighting a demon, but of course, I defeated it!" he lied, his cockiness getting in the way of the truth.

"Hold still!" Ayame ordered, Kouga instantly stopped talking about the fight. The girl then started a small bonfire, placing a clay bowl of water over it. Taking out a small pouch of powder, the Youkai dumped a small amount of it into the bowl, while the water started to boil.

"What is that?" Kouga asked his curiosity got the best of him.

"Crushed calendula flowers." she replied, waiting for the pasty liquid to finish boiling.

'Why is she doing this? Kagome never healed me like Ayame's doing… In fact she never really seemed to care, even when she's in the best of moods. But, although Ayame's angry, she's still tending to me. Why?' Kouga thought yet again, deep in thought, until Ayame spread the steaming hot mixture on his wound. Grimacing, he did not complain, even though it stung horribly. While the female Youkai bandaged the wolf boy's gash, he suddenly felt a strong pang of guilt sweep over him. Feeling the shame of standing Ayame up like that for all those years, it made him pity the girl.

"I'm finished!" Ayame called out, snapping Kouga out of his guilt trip.

"Oh, uh… Thanks… Ayame..." he said softly, standing up slowly, still feeling the pain in his side.

"No problem." she casually replied, placing her hands behind her back, clearing her throat before speaking again, "I-I should be leaving then…" Ayame deliberately turned around, heading in the opposite direction.

"Wait." Kouga called out after her, hesitantly, "I would like you to stay."

Turning her head around, she revealed a bright smile. "Really?"

"Well, yeah… I need you so you can make sure my wound will heal as soon as possible!" he said quickly, not wanting to say what the other reason was.

"Oh." she responded, her smile quickly fading, "Alright then I'll stay…"

'That might've not been the best decision, risking exposing my newly found secret… That I regret everything I had said, including that I gave off the feeling that she wasn't wanted…'

A/N here's the answer to the riddle at the top of the page:

A: Because of Michael Jackson's freaky similarity to a woman!

Alright, anyway, that was of course one of my longer chapters so far… Please R&R!