This is only for you, itoko. You, Hiei (grin) ,and Kamar. I don't think I can post much more, but if I can convince mom I will finish the story out. It'll only be a few chapters more.

Dream-
Kairai felt strong arms encircle her waist and pull her back as soft lips met her neck. She opened her mouth in protest only to find her voice had fled where her feet could not. A hand turned her head to one side and the lips met her own so tenderly she thought she would lose consciousness. The person pulled away finally and grinned, flashing a pointy incisor. Her face went hot when she found deep crimson eyes staring playfully at her.

End-
"Hiei...!" She awoke to find she was reaching for something, or someone. But who? And whose name was she calling? How strange.
"Where am I?" She muttered as she looked about at her strange yet oddly familiar surroundings. A small, plain room with no windows and a door across the room. And a small bedside table with a brown, leather-bound book...

End Chapter Twenty Three

Damian felt his eyes return to that dull color as he came out of the trance, carefully setting his mind back to a normal state. He had to do so slowly, or he might damage Kairai's mind. He performed the erasing process by slipping into a reflective state- the same state that a person's memories are set in. He would slowly reach out to Kairai's mind- everything slowly, slowly- and if she rejected him, he was patient. The process could take hours. When the resistence was minimal, he touched her thoughts and began to search. He could erase memories a lot easier than replace the gaps left, but that's what the book was for. The little brown book rested in its place on the bedside table in the empty, window-less room. No sunlight was in there... No sunlight to accommadate the girl that lay peacefully asleep
Wait.
His eyes darted to the left swiftly and he gazed into a mirror. His reflection shifted so that it was no longer himself there... It was the empty room. And Kairai was no longer sleeping. She sat up lethargically and ground the heels of her hands into her closed eyes, trying to banish the sleepiness.
He felt a warm smile creep over his face. This small girl had won him over. He had known her long ago... He met her on the celebration night. Ten years ago... when Kozue made the infamous discovery that would ruin their lives for all eternity.
Kozue was destined to live a life among the humans. She was happy there... in spite of the occasional incidentin which she would have that nightmare and all the fear would return... But she couldn't have helped that anyway. He knew their family secret. Kozue's mother was a human. So was Kairai's mother. Their father was the same youkai though. His name was Shinkiro. He was a creature of the icy mist, and that characteristic was evident in Kairai. He was also a creature of the optical illusion, of dementia, insanity. And that... was a more advanced ability. Kozue possessed it by nature. Damian did not doubt that Kairai would learn it as well, but it could quite possibly take many years of her life.
That particular night, Kozue had put away the much-too-youkai part of herself to inform the board of her new discovery. This Board of Discovery had inderect ties to the Black Book Club, having demon bodyguards. Evil men in search of whatever profit they could get their grubby hands on. Only Kozue saw past the money and to the real meaning of her job. She was researching the field of human/youkai genetic relationships. Many a youkai had perished in her experiments; she cared not of what happened to them. She only cared about finding what made a human a human and what made a youkai a youkai. And... One day she found it.
A sequence of genetic code that seemed to explain the enhanced abilities of these monsters.
Oh, there was a celebration. There was a marvelous feast, and bubbling pink champagne, and all edible things pleasing to the taste.
That was the night Damian and Kairai met. He was Kozue's current boyfriend at the time, as he'd hate to admit now, and had been satisfied in said position. He cared for Kozue, protected her and doted on her; but he had always been a stranger to love. She had approached him many months earlier and asked told him she loved him. He didn't have the heart to reject such a smart, pretty young lady. He accepted her love gladly and returned it modestly. But he had never felt that heart-searing adoration that most people would do anything just to be around. At least... until that night.
The night of the celebration. The members of the board had been there, and Kozue and her mother, and Kairai, and himself. Kairai had been respectful, yet reserved. Very reserved. She often had to be verbally prodded before she spoke, but she was so polite and charming that hardly anyone noticed.
Damian had made a point of meeting the timid, fragile-looking girl. He knew she was a great deal older than she looked, for he happened to be a youkai himself, masquerading as a human... One of the members of the board had offered him a great, tender price for pretending to be human to get in on Kozue's experiments. He lied to the man, of course. But that was because he liked Kozue. And this mysterious younger sister of hers he had yet to befriend. He had made small talk with Kairai and earned her trust gradually, as was his most favourite classic tactic. She had gone home with him that night and...
He tore his gaze from the mirror and shook his head hard, eyes closing. No. No no no. That didn't happen, he told himself. He had spent all these years trying to dispel that particular memory. The instant attraction between himself and the young half-blood was haunting. And it made him so AWARE. So aware of the reflection in the mirror, those soft brown tresses and sapphire orbs that seemed to see through him straight to his soul.
And he would never have her.
He opened his eyes and glanced to the other mirror, the one on his right. The two men were getting nearer. One of them the one his dear half-blood's heart belonged to. But now.
Now she would not remember. In the state she was in, she would cling to the first person that made a show of kindness. And that would be Damian.
He stood quickly and strode towards the windowless room.

End Chapter Twenty Four