Btw, the poem is by me, you steal it I kill you! I've named the poem, Images. Part of it at the beginning and the rest at the end.
Say GoodbyeChapter Two
The Sweet Kiss
A wither the rose kissed in the mist where the cold wind blows
Tangled in tears and the vale of dark passion
An Angel's kiss may make your troubles disappear
The Demons intentions are all but too clear
Alone in time and tears forgotten with in the years
A long night of quiet screams can stop dreams
Pry your eyes from under a rose for only a few knows
Demons cry day and night so I shall hid from their sight
Swallowed in a midnight bliss paint me an image of your sweet kiss
Weeks had passed by since the night of Beltane, and Miyu still couldn't get the image out of her mind of the way Larva had looked at her that night. It was like a look of loving lust, but are Shinma capable of love? For that matter, was she? Yes in a way, Miyu felt a love for humans. For they only wanted the simple things in their short life. She loved Shiina and how the cute pink rabbit always seemed to bring happiness to her and Larva when they where down.
And she had a deep love for Larva. But is it real love? She wondered. Larva had always been there for her; it was he that woke her blood after all. Her protector had saved her life. But Larva had made many sacrifices for her as well. It was he who sent his best friend, Lemures, to the Dark. It was he who had stayed with her instead of returning to Europe. And it was Larva who had taken the life of his mentor and father figure, Pazusu. Miyu did love Larva, with a deep passion.
But does he love me? She thought as she closed her eyes. At that moment she felt Larva's arms wrap around her, he felt warm. Miyu felt herself melt against him.
The wind was blowing from the north that day giving a ray of hope for a break from the long and excruciating heat wave the city had over the last two weeks. Miyu was sitting on the roof of the graveyard's Care Taker house, the wind blowing her hair about as if it was playing with it. Shiina was sound asleep on her lap, and Larva was at her side. As the night drew on, Larva thought it was time Miyu should get some rest. When he glanced down at her he was surprised to see she was smiling softly at the city.
"You seem to be in a good mood tonight, Miyu." He said softly.
Her smile grew, "I was thinking of my mother," she said. "The last night I spent with her the wind was blowing like this." Her smile then faded into a sad frown, "I miss her."
He looked down at her, he remembered that night from 20 years ago. Miyu's blood had awoken thanks to him and she had killed her own mother. That memory had been used against her many times, "Miyu," he began but she cut him off.
"No Larva," she said, "I would rather not talk about the past," her eyes closed and he knew she was trying not to cry.
She needed rest and he knew it, Larva bent down and picked Miyu up in his arms. He had surprised her so he explained, "You are tired Miyu, I can tell. You should get some rest." She nodded reluctantly yet she knew he was right.
She had opened the portal to the Crimson Realm and Larva had walked in, still carrying her in his arms, even with Shiina sound asleep on her lap. When he stopped she floated into the air with Shiina in on arm. She placed the Cute Beast on a tree branch softly and floated back down to face Larva. He looked down at her expecting her to ask for his blood, she had not fed for a while. But instead she surprised him.
"Larva," she began, "Are you happy here?"
He blinked, "What do you mean, Miyu?"
"I mean what I said, are you happy here?" She looked at him with the question burning in her eyes, "It's just that when Garlin came here for you that first time I thought I might actually lose you. And then when your kin came for you again two years ago and did, whatever they did to you, you just seemed more at peace." She looked down, "Ever since that event I had been curious about whether you have been happy here in Japan…with me."
He was confused, she had never asked him this question before. He thought something was wrong for her to question his happiness. Reaching up and taking his mask off, he spoke, "Miyu I am happy here in Japan with you." She looked up at him and he placed his free hand under her chin so he could make perfect eye contact. "I was happy to see my kin, but I stay here in Japan with you because--"
Miyu cut him short again, "Because you are the one who shall take my life."
"No," he said shaking his head, "That's not why. I stay with you because I care about you Miyu." He saw he had caught her off guard with that answer, "You mean a lot to me. You know more about me than anyone elts ever did, even Pasazu. I have watched over you as the centuries have past and I have come to love you very much," he kisses her forehead, "I am happy here Miyu."
She looked as though she could cry tears of joy, but instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist softly, he had nothing to hide from her, and he never did. He had spoken the truth. They stayed like this for a long while, just holding onto one another, until Miyu broke the silence, "I love you Larva."
"I love you too Miyu," He said smoothly. With that he bent down to her face and kissed her lips softly and pulled back just as quickly as he had done it.
Miyu starred at him feeling the blood rise in her cheeks. Larva had just kissed her. Was she dreaming? To be sure she wasn't, Miyu leaned over to Larva and kissed him just as gently as he had her.
Larva kissed her back gently as he lifted a hand to her face, stroking her cheek lightly. He heard and felt Miyu say 'I love you' against his lips. He felt her face, and then he kissed her passionately on the lips. He pushed his tongue through her lips and began to explore the inside of Miyu's mouth. His tongue went around her fangs and gums. He touched the roof of her mouth with his tongue, and then felt her tongue start to move with his.
She parted the kiss as she began to kiss his neck gently as her hands felt his strong body. She had never noticed how strong he was under his robes. He had taken the ribbon from her hair so it lay across her back, she could feel his hands running over her scalp and down her back. His lips where on her neck then kissing her softly and sending chills of delight down her back. She arced her form to his and kissed his cheek lightly.
How is it that he can make me feel this way by simply touching me? She thought.
Larva pulled himself from Miyu's soft neck and set a finger under her chin and lifted her face to his. They kissed for a long time as their hand explored each other. Miyu was the first woman Larva had ever touched like this. He finally broke the kiss, making Miyu moan lightly, as he started down the nape of her neck. Then his hands felt her firm breasts and caressed her nipples gently, feeling them become hard to his touch, causing her to gasp and slightly buckle against him.
Miyu's hands found their way to his groin, she heard the groan in his throat as she stroked his inner thighs. She blinked when she realized they were in Larva's room, on his bed. Of course one doesn't make love on a roof in the middle of a graveyard, she thought, but her mind was cut short when she felt her kimono slipping down her shoulders. And closing her eyes she felt his lips on her breasts kissing her softly, she leaned her head back and moaned lightly.
Larva twitched as the rays of the sun hit his still closed eyes. Was it really morning already? He opened his eyes and found that it was. Turning his head to the right he found Miyu by his side sleeping peacefully. A smile came across his face as he remembered the event that happened between the two of them only a few hours ago. It had been his first time, and it was no secret that Miyu had never done this. Yet it seemed that she still knew how to set him off and dive deeper into her love. He guessed that during the day, when he wasn't with her, she had watched other couples longingly and studied their movements.
Turning on his side the stroked her bangs from her face and kissed her cheek lightly, causing her to stir a bit but not enough to wake her. Miyu belonged to him just as much as he belonged to her. They where not only bound by blood but by something stronger, love. A bound that strong would not be broken nor taken without one hell of a fight. Larva would give his life for Miyu at any given time. Or give into her desires at any time all she would have to do is ask it of him, and he would gladly please her. Slowly he closed his eyes and sleep took him once again.
Paint it in blood and frame it on our wall
For I shall like to look at it as I fall
Then all I shall see is your kiss
For you shall be the one thing that I miss