A/N: I got super bored today and decided to write a short Yuko/Kurogane oneshot songfic…. I know that they would never work in the manga or the anime, but, think about it for a sec, wouldn't they make the most sexest couple ever….that's right, sexy…

Alright, Kurogane and Yuko-san belong to CLAMP, the song Bleeding Mascara belongs to Atreyu.

Cute with out the "E"

She stood there, like a dark angel, shrouded in all her mystery. Her cat like eyes stared a hole into him, well, more like through him. She was perfect, a beautiful creature dressed in black and gold. A dark angel, or a shinning demon.

He couldn't help but stare at her, she was something that seemed ethereal, a creature his imagination created.

But he knew the truth.

She was far from the dark angel he thought she was.

A wraith with an angel's body
A demon with a smile of gold
You soulsucker
I won't become like you
A killer with the perfect weapons, crystal eyes, and a heart of coal
You soulsucker
I won't lose myself in you

She looked into his eyes, a sly smile creeping on her lips.

Perhaps she heard his thoughts.

Or maybe she wanted the same thing he did.

"Syaoran-kun, do you think that you and the others can leave Kurogane and me alone for a while, I must speak to him in private."

"Oro? Oh, hai." The younger boy nodded his head and grabbed hold of the princess hand, leading her away, followed by Fai.

Kurogane watched as they left him alone with the witch, his heart stopping a beat. Never was he alone with her. It made him shift uncomfortably.

"What's wrong Kuro-kun, do you think that I'm up to some sort of mischief?"

He turned back to her, "Of course you are, why else would you want to talk to me alone?" He voice spat out venom.

Look how pretty she is when she falls down
Now there is no beauty in bleeding mascara
Lip are quivering like a withering rose
She's back again

She caught he venom with a cat like smile. She walked closer to him, "I know what you think about me, Kuro-kun." She head was under his chin, her lavender perfume intoxicating him. "I know about your dirty little thoughts, I know that when you are alone that you think about me, I'm your release." She cooed softly, he felt the vibration coming off of her.

"You wish you where half the woman Princess Tomoyo is." He tried his best to sound confidant, but being this close to Yuko brought out the worst in him. And it was true, he hated the fact that this woman had filled his dreams and as of late, his every waking hour. He wanted her then and there, with out remorse.

She looked up at him, her ruby eyes shinning, "I'm more of a woman then that little girl you call a princess."

A sheering rage filled him, he grabbed her by the neck, pushing her towards the wall, he pinned her, she stared up at him, a cold lust in her eyes. He nuzzled her neck and tore her shirt off.

What the fuck do you think love means?
It's much more than words and feelings sucking me dry
Is my marrow that sweet?
Your dead lovers have left a trail of broken hearts and misspent hopes
Sucking them dry
Does their marrow taste of sweetness, sweetness?

He turned towards her, her naked body so close to his, he knew that what he did was wrong, but he didn't care, because in the end he got what he wanted. He was in control, or so he thought.

Then she turned to him and traced his bare chest with a long delicate finger, the heat from her finger scaring him, he then knew that she was branding him, he belonged to her forever.

I hope you choke