My Kami, this was slightly hard to write. But...since you people practically demanded an epilogue I couldn't exactly disappoint the masses now, could I? It was slightly hard to write, especially since I couldn't remember how their personalities were in this particular story. I try to keep my characters in charater, depending on how they are written in the story. And since I haven't written anything for this in a couple years it was difficult to get in the right state of mind. But anyway, this is what I've come up with. It's really long so I hope you all like it. After this there will be no more updates. It was technically finished before but a lot of you wanted a lemon between the three so I kindly added one. It's tame, I swear, and it's quite short compared to others that I've done. I hope you all enjoy and continue to review! Thanks for being such big fans of my work.


Chapter 10-Epilogue

She was trembling with excitement, as giddy as a kitten with a new ball of fur to play with. Her eyes were shining with anticipation of what was to come, her body alive with sensation and ready to play. Her coal black wings began to flutter delicately around her legs and the soft feathers rubbed against her skin, feeling immediately like the caressing fingers of her mate, causing a tingling sensation to join and swell with all the other feelings in her tiny body. Heat pooled in her lower region and lust began to take hold of her feelings, darkening her eyes and dampening the proof of her femininity. The female almost lost control and just barely managed to stop herself from rubbing up against the male crouched in front of her, kneeling so that his back was to her knees. But, oh, how his body felt like the sweet caress of heaven to her, especially when his scent grew more heated upon sensing her arousal. He smelled more divine than some of the gods themselves and there really was only so much a girl can take. The anticipation was killing her.

As if by magic, vivid, amethyst eyes turned to stare up at her through blazing slanted eyes, his dark head tilting upwards until all she was aware of in the darkness was his eyes burning their way through her body with the power of 1000 spirit waves. His black hair was up in that blasted ponytail and in that moment his female companion wanted to rip off the knot and tug his head up so she could run her fingers through the sinewy strands and kiss his mouth until they were both duly sated. And the delicious emotion in his eyes made her body tremble all the more and she could barely contain the impulse to throw him down right there and then and enjoy the promise of pleasure awaiting her if she did. Her whole body shivered and his nose twitched as her arousal spiked again.

:So, mate, do you think you're ready: his voice echoed through their bond, startling her out of her torrid thoughts and almost causing her to fall off the dangerous precipice she was currently hedging around in order to peer past him into the awaiting darkness. She prided herself as she managed to latch onto his powerful shoulders, deadly talons pinching cool flesh, and straightened up once more.

:Kuronue, are you sure I'm ready for this: she asked in response to his question, whole body practically vibrating with fear and tension. Her hands tightened and her nails dug even more into the flesh of his shoulders, as if to reassure herself that he was still here with her.

One of his hands came up, the one that didn't currently carry an extremely sharp scythe, and grabbed hold of her delicate fingers, kissing the knuckles of her right hand soothingly. :You'll be fine. After all, Yoko's the one who trained you. After all this time, do you truly doubt what you have learned:

Yoko her eyes softened as a vision of a silver haired demon appeared in her mind. The kitsune had his back to her with his elegant silver hair streaming behind him and his silver ears standing at attention. In her mind's eye she saw him turn to her with a fierce look on his face before his burning golden orbs seemed to soften, filling with complete trust and adoration as he stepped towards her with one of his hands outstretched. The image faded just as quickly as it came and Kagome smiled down at Kuronue and shook her head in response to his question. Kuronue's own eyes softened as he continue to peer up at his stunning mate. After all this time, it was still hard to believe Kami had granted him this urethral creature. She was truly a gift from the heavens, one he would always cherish and keep close to his heart. Not for the first time, Kuronue wondered what good he'd done to receive her as a blessing.

A sharp whistle alerted the demon back to the situation at hand and he lifted his head just enough to spot Yoko using of his vines to scale a massive wall, barely visible to the untrained eye. But Kuronue could just make out the tiny form of his partner making his way inside, no doubt crossing over to a switch on a wall that would allow Kagome and himself to pass into another room in order to get to the treasure awaiting them.

:Ready: he called to his mate and felt her body tense behind him. She hesitated a moment before calming herself.

:Yes:

Kuronue darted forward the moment the walls shook and grabbed Kagome's hand, dragging her behind him as he made his way deeper into the darkened fortress. For a few minutes, the two ran side by side before Kuronue ducked and pulled his mate onto the ground, just barely managing to by-bass a large scythe that appeared out of nowhere and would have taken both their heads if not for his quick thinking. "Come on," Kuronue grunted, forcing her to her feet and urging her forward and into the darkness.

Kagome was so focused on running and dodging the many traps along the walls, that she was startled to feel the absence of her mate's hand upon her body and she turned just in time to see his body slide into a hole in the ground. Gasping in fear and surprise, she dropped to her knees and called his name frantically in her mind. When she couldn't get a response she immediately feared the worst had happened. This time she called calling out loud.

"Oh gods, Kuronue, where are you? Are you okay?" When his voice once again refused to speak she began to panic, her eyes wide and her calls growing more hoarse. She was startled when a hand reached out to grab at her and impulsively she struck out blindly, kicking and screaming when two arms came around her waist. Dimly she was aware of someone calling her name and only briefly recognized the slim hand as Yoko's before she turned around and buried herself in his arms.

"Are you okay?" he asked, gruffly, still recovering from the elbow to the gut he had received when he'd startled her. His little protégée may have once been an angel, but she sure as hell didn't fight like one.

"Yeah, I'm fine, but Kuronue," her eyes were saddened as Yoko searched her face. She nodded to the hole where his partner must have fallen. "He fell and I don't know where he is," she stammered fearfully. "Oh, kami, what if he's dead? What if he's hurt? What if he needs me?"

"Kagome, he'll be okay," Yoko assured her, grabbing a hold of her by her elbows and keeping her in place. "Kuronue is not, if anything, a stupid demon. Come on, Kagome, he's got years of experience under his wings and he's a very proficient escape artist. That old bat will find his own way out in not time and will expect us to carry out our mission. But for now we have to get ourselves out of here; we're already running on a short time frame and I don't know how long it'll be before the guards are once again on their feet."

"But-." Kagome tried to protest though ultimately she knew the kitsune was right. Her mate was extremely smart and she had to have faith in his abilities. He was a professional, as he and Yoko so often reminded her, so she had to believe he would be all right. Still, it was extremely difficult to leave him behind when all she wanted to do was continue searching until she could jump into his arms and reassure herself he was okay. After all she had spent many years watching over him as his angel and it almost felt like a betrayal to her angelic duties, no matter that she was fallen now.

"Kagome," Yoko cupped her cheeks and kissed her softly before drawing back and smiling at her tenderly, a smile that was only ever reserved for her. "He'll be fine...believe me."

Kagome smiled back and allowed the kitsune to release her, following after him and inwardly wondering if maybe she could get him to smile at her like that again...this time in the privacy of their bed. She turned her head once and glanced back at the place where Kuronue had fallen, kissing her fingers and tossing the enchantment into the air. :Please be safe: she whispered in his mind, hoping he would find her soon.


Drat Kuronue cursed, struggling to sit up and growling at the pain radiating from his lower back, or should he call it cushion, since it did end up breaking his fall. How ironic that the cushion that broke his fall had also been broken in the process.

Struggling to his feet, the koumori finally managed to remain standing, though on admittedly shaky legs and began flexing his poor wings all the while using his hands to brush out the dust and debris from his now ripped pants. The demon grumbled again and rubbed his posterior, pouting inwardly and wincing at the pain he discovered there. Kami, his ass hurt like hell from the steep fall, a fall that could have killed him had he not had the quick thought to use his weapons to slow down his descent, and his head felt like it was splitting apart. But for the sake of his mate and for the tongue lashing he was sure to get for scaring her, he knew he had to keep going if he wanted to make it out of this place in one piece. He had no idea what had happened to her since the walls seemed to dampen his ability to speak to her through their bond and he hoped that Yoko had found her by now. He didn't want to think about what would happen to her if someone else had stumbled upon her. Growling angrily at the thought, Kuronue hurried his steps and continued down the darkened hallway, all the while wishing he had Yoko's impressive eyesight. Since he was a demon, his eyes were already much better than those of a human's, but they were still nothing compared to the fox's.

He was caught off guard by a hiss that came from somewhere deep inside the walls and he froze instantly, ears twitching with apprehension with the approach of an oncoming enemy.

The dark haired demon stood very still and closed his eyes, lifting his pendant from his chest and speaking a quiet incantation, a spell that would allow him to 'see' his opponent.

It took only a matter of moments for the vision to appear, allowing him to see what exactly he was up against. A snake, a very large one at that, was apparently not the only one besides the guards who inhabited this castle. And it was hungry. It was female, he could tell, as females were always larger than males and Kuronue's knuckles turned white as he dropped the pendant and gripped his scythes, pointing them directly at the ground, knowing that the thing was directly beneath him and circling around, threatening to come through the ground at any moment. He knew from experience that snakes could not see very well, but they did have excellent scent glands and could feel even the slightest vibration should he twitch in anyway.

And that's when IT happened, the single most worst thing to happen while you were being hunted by a sensitive snake demon; something wild, unpredictable, unnatural and totally based upon instinct. (I'll give you ten cookies if you can guess what he did before you figure it out at the end of the story).


From several stories up above, our duo had managed to make it past all other life threatening barriers (ranging from a room full of huge ass spiders who tried to eat them both, only to wind up being blown to bits when Kagome's fear of bugs increased so dramatically she decided to blast each and every one of the ugly creatures with her own power, and Kagome herself being the last one, for she threatened Yoko with the very real possibility of death should he ever dare to swing her over his shoulder like a caveman again to carry her across a pit full of boiling poison-filled lava, only to almost drop her in it when he claimed he 'broke a nail'). As it was, Kagome was currently on her third round of kissing the ground, uncaring that she was most likely digesting tiny bits of rock along with some minute life forms that otherwise shouldn't be ingested. Yoko was standing in front of her, paying no mind to her childish, in his mind, antics, as one of his ears was pressed against the door in order to hear the sharp clicks of the locks as he tied to figure out each combination.

Yoko let out a cry of success as he managed to get the first lock to open. He was half way through deciphering the second one when a loud wail caught his attention, almost causing Kagome to jump out of her skin and into the boiling lava down below. In the next moment a black phantom came racing around a corner, moving so rapidly it was almost invisible. "Hurry, hurry," the phantom urged and Yoko just barely recognized the black blur as his missing partner. Yoko was about to call out a greeting, or quite possibly a taunt over falling into a trap that easily, when he was distracted by a much bigger shadow chasing the screaming bat.

"Gah!" Kagome screamed, jumping out of the way and almost falling off the ledge and into the lava if her wings hadn't shot open and allowed her to hover enough to catch her balance. As it was, the snake turned its attention off the fleeing bat and decided that it liked the vibrations the pretty woman sent out instead. It didn't matter to this bitch whether she was hunting a male or female. And in her opinion, females always tasted better anyway.

"Hurry, damn it!" Kuronue screamed at his partner, both men now pressed flat against the door as the snake raced by and tried to get at the flying dark angel, mouth open and ready to gobble up the tiny woman who was by now pissed that neither man was bothering to help her and instead were concentrating more on the treasure they had just discovered upon breaking the third lock.

"Wow!" Yoko's eyes sparkled, sweeping over the breathtaking, heavenly treasure; mounds of gold and silver coins were piled up every where and so high you almost couldn't see the ceiling. There was more than enough gold to keep them rich for another 1000 years and neither demon could keep there eyes off such a delectable treasure.

"Well, shall we?" Kuronue urged, heedless of the screams and cries for help from the angry angel battling the angry snake. Humming a soft tune under his breath, the Koumori set about opening a bag and began to place everything of value he could find into the enchanted bag.

Yoko followed suit, nodding wordlessly, still quite impressed at the wealth accumulated in this room. "Let's." His mouth slid shut as both demons did what they did best...well perhaps second best.


Yoko had just finished filing every thing away and placing every gold, silver, and otherwise valuable piece he claimed into a carefully hidden place when Kuronue stepped into his office/room, yawning widely as he stretched his muscled arms above his head.

"You about finished here?" his partner asked, glancing around and frowning at the order he found. You would think that being a man the kitsune would be less of a neat freak, but instead his room was virtually spotless. For Kami's sake, even his bed was made. Really, what demon actually makes their own bed? Shouldn't they have maids for that kind of thing?

"Argh," Yoko yawned upon seeing his friend yawn. "Don't do that, you know it's contagious." The dark demon simply shook his head in amusement. "Is Kagome asleep yet?" the kitsune asked, eyes sweeping over his partner's dusty clothing. "She was really worried about you."

Kuronue's eyes softened as he pictured his mate the way he had mere moments ago. She'd been lying there upon his bed, eyes closed drowsily as exhaustion crept into her senses. And it's no wonder, since she'd spent so much of the night worrying about him...not to mention all the yelling she'd done after having to save herself from the giant snake and then having to practically drag the thieves home where she promptly burst into tears. Kuronue shook his head. Silly tenshi.

:Is that the way you speak about your mate, my love: her soft voice filtered through his thoughts and invaded his mind, causing a shiver of lust to race down his spine. Across the way, Yoko smirked as he caught his partner's slightly aroused scent and knew Kagome must be speaking to him.

:Well...you do have to admit your emotions have been a bit, uh, erratic these last few weeks: Yoko told her through their own bond.

:So I'm not allowed to worry about my mate:

Great...she was getting angry.

Kuronue snickered as he felt her anger rise, purple eyes flashing with humor over the way his partner was fidgeting at his desk. He never could stand up to his mate when she was angry. The woman was damn good at getting her point across that's for sure. Most times Kuronue was quite pleased to let her scream out her anger any way she wanted, after all she was very attractive whenever she was breathing heavy and flushing red. But Yoko, more often than not, argued back, either until she utterly defeated him...or...

:I don't look so silly right now:

In the scant few seconds that she spoke those very words and nano-second it took for Kuronue to lift his head, by the time he looked up Yoko was gone, not even a trace of him left in the room. Sighing with amusement, the Koumori followed his partner at more pleasant pace, choosing to let those two indulge in their own play time for now. He would join them soon enough.


Kagome grinned naughtily, feeling the approaching energy of the kitsune as she seated herself in front of a tall, magnificently crafted mirror, pulling a soft brush through her long, shimmering hair. Her hair was wet, having just stepped out of her private hot springs, trailing water droplets all over her slightly exposed skin each time she managed to stroke through the tresses. She huffed inwardly, though remained amused. Imagine, thinking that her emotions were silly. Okay so admittedly she was a little ticked off, after all she was a woman and regardless of race or ethnicity she had strong emotions. Wasn't she allowed to have strong emotional outbursts if she wanted to? At any rate, Kagome didn't particularly feel like being mad at anyone at the moment so she let it go...especially when it came time to clue the boys in on why she was so emotional in the first place.

"You were right."

Kagome didn't bother feigning fear, she'd felt him the moment his presence entered her room. She lifted her head and peered out through her long bangs and into the mirror, spotting the silver kitsune striding elegantly towards her in all his masculine glory. She leisurely ran the brush through her hair again, eyes glimmering with patience as she watched him stalk towards her.

"About what?" she murmured, closing her eyes when he reached her and began sliding his arms around her shoulders. One of his elegant hands crept low until he splayed it atop her own. She watched with some curiosity as he physically lifted her hand and began running the brush through her hair again, staring into her eyes through the mirror and enjoying the contact their bodies made. For a long while, Yoko stood behind the fallen angel, running his hands through her hair and effectively drying it with every caress he made. Her eyes parted and she lifted his other hand, kissing the knuckles softly and admiring the elegance of his skin. Such deadly hands he had, hands that had killed more demons than she cared to know about, and yet hands that had caused her endless nights of pure bliss. Her body shivered subconsciously, the heat rising between them as it always did on nights such as these, nights that he actually took his time in seducing her mind into a heavy fog.

"You were correct. You do not look silly. Quite the opposite in fact, you look quite...lovely." And Kagome smiled. She loved how charming his words were, how simple and meaningful they were to her heart. She'd begun to understand why Lord Sesshomaru cared for this demon as no other before. The ancient angel had been around for millenniums and yet this was the only being under his watch that he spoke positively about.

"Thank you, koi" she murmured, already losing herself in his touch. Yoko smiled softly at the delicate picture she made. It was amazing that such a woman was ever created in the first place. How she'd ever come to care for him as much as she did Kuronue was something entirely incredible in his opinion. And even though there were many women who claimed to 'love' him, Yoko was far too old and too wise to believe in their kind of 'love'. But for some reason, when this woman told him so, he always believed her. "Yoko."

Her low moan was his undoing. He pulled her up gently, hoisting her into his strong arms, and carried her to the bed where he lay her upon it, climbing onto the massive bed and staring down into her endless, ocean blue eyes. "I love you," she whispered as he kissed her, softly at first simply sliding his skillful lips across hers in a caressing manner. She returned his kiss with equal intensity, wrapping her long, willowy arms around his shoulders, effectively pulling his body more into her own. The kiss changed somewhere along the way, as it seems to always do, and Yoko quickly found himself immersed in the depths of her heavenly mouth, urging his tongue to taste and tease the sweet angel beneath him. She gave a low, soft sighing moan and allowed his tongue to entwine around her own, the world beginning to spin around her.

(LEMON WARNING! If you don't like these or are too young to understand, either skip past this part or stop reading. It's not a bad lemon at all really, but I know some of you don't like them.)

Her eyes flew open, a bit startled when she encountered a second set of hands running along the soft curves of her body. She let out a gasp of approval when both demons set about removing her clothing, working together to remove all barriers between them. Almost instantly a warm, soothing mouth caressed a now freed and slightly aching nipple while a hand reached the bottom of her sheer nightie, the fingers seeking out and teasing the material resting above her mound. She only briefly recognized the hand as Kuronue's and the mouth as Yoko's before a finger swept underneath, slicing the delicate material and finally touching the place she wanted him to the most.

"Oh, Kami!" She cried, arching up slightly and thrusting her body back against the seeking fingers, wishing he would quit teasing her and go deeper. Yoko's mouth grinned down at his smug partner as the silver male nipped at one of her flushed breasts, tweaking its twin between two fingers and forcing more cooing noises from the squirming angel below.

Kuronue glanced up through his bangs, already sliding down the angel's body so he could taste her as well as feel her. He and Yoko made eye contact, the kitsune giving him the go ahead as his mouth continued to move across Kagome's chest, urging his tongue across any unaccounted for flesh. The bat quickly knelt on the floor and placed her long limbs over his shoulders, using one finger to slide across her swollen bud and gently making a circular motion with the tip of his finger. Kagome chocked out a groan as the bat continued to taunt and to tease, to caress and to enjoy. She came apart in Yoko's arms when Kuronue finally urged his tongue to taste her like she wanted. She came immediately and Kuronue eagerly lapped up the sticky fluid, urging his tongue straight up her hole and sweeping more of her sweet honey into his mouth. "Kuronue!" She bit down on her lip to keep from screaming too loud, knowing that she wouldn't be able to do so later. Not if either demon had anything to say about it.

While Kuronue continued to toy with her lower regions, keeping her body as taunt as a bow string, Yoko continued his exploration of her upper body, having moved up to kiss her lips once again. One of his hands slowly drifted down her body and cupped her between her legs, temporarily removing them when his partner growled a him for getting in the way. Yoko chuckled in his mind, using two of his own fingers to spread her wider for his partner's searching tongue. "Open your eyes, Kagome," he whispered, placing a sweet kiss on her slightly damp neck. He knew she would come again soon and he wanted to see her eyes when she did. It was always so erotic to see her eyes change each time her passion reached its end. They were always so dark...so filled with power and desire. It was like looking into a storm every time she orgasmed.

Her eyes flashed open to daringly clash with his own. And sure enough, her eyes were already so dark they looked almost black in color. "Oh, Kuro, Yoko," she moaned tossing her head back and going temporarily blind as sensation after sensation washed over her body like a tidal wave. Yoko groaned as he watched her come again, wishing he could taste her as well, but knowing that he was far too impatient for that tonight. He would instead settle for taking her body this time.

Kuronue moved off the twitching, hyper sensitive girl, swapping places with his partner and settling behind her until her entire back was overlapping his front in order to keep her in place. Her body let out another shiver when Kuronue braced his legs under her, spreading her thighs in anticipation of the silver kitsune, baring her innermost parts to his partner's blazing eyes. Yoko practically tore the rest of her nightie off, growling in pleased passion as his body came to rest on top of hers, and quickly stuffed himself into her body without further hesitation.

"Yoko!" she screamed as his body invaded her own, filling her up and effectively causing her mind to spontaneously combust. Behind her, Kuronue held tightly to her tense shoulders, not allowing her body to move as the kitsune began to set the pace, first moving slowly to allow her to catch her breath and then speeding up until he and Kagome were rocking together in pure erotic harmony. From underneath her, Kuronue could feel their combined juices dripping onto his legs and almost came just from that. From up above, Yoko closed his eyes as the sweat began dripping from his bangs, his body continuing to rock in time with her own. He felt cool fingers upon his brow and opened his eyes to see Kagome gently wiping away the streaks of sweat, enabling him to see once more. He leaned down, kissing the side of her neck, while Kuronue practically attacked the other side, nipping at her mating mark and causing the angel to shudder and come again as Yoko found her sweet spot at the same moment his teeth nipped at his own mark upon her flesh.

"Ahhhhh!" she came, her inner walls attempting to milk the kitsune of his seed. Yoko almost came then too, but held off, wanting his partner to join them as well. The kitsune temporarily stopped his administrations, only sliding one of his hands down their joined bodies to keep the shivering angel in suspended animation. Kuronue and Yoko locked eyes over her shoulder and started lifting her a bit so Kuronue could slide his hard on underneath her. Kagome winced when the boys began preparing her for penetration, first simply caressing the wrinkly flesh so she would relax and then using their fingers to stretch her further. Kagome simply clenched down around the fingers, having done this many times before, and relaxed her body as Kuronue slid into her from behind.

They began moving in tandem almost immediately, Kuronue groaning at the tight fit and Yoko setting the pace once again. Both demons worked her body to the edge and back, clutching her tiny body between them and urging both their erections into the receptive angel. Yoko growled in her ear, digging his sharp nails into the flesh of her side and anchoring her hips tightly to his own, sliding his erection in until he was fully seated once more. This continued quite awhile and well into the night, causing Kagome to climax at least two more times before both demons found their own release.

"Kagome!" Kuronue howled into her ear, coming inside her ass, just as Yoko lifted his head and shouted his release as well. Their eyes glowed red as their demonic natures demanded they claim her again and Kagome simply laid still, allowing them to burry their sharp teeth into the supple flesh of her neck. Kagome didn't know how long they stayed that way, lost in suspended animation.

She became aware of movement only when Kuronue slipped out from under her, Yoko sliding off her body and turning her into his own so he could hold her against him, the bat demon wrapping his arms around her waist in a spooning position.

(All right people the scary part is over and you can look and quit blushing now)

They lay there quietly, drinking up the euphoria of the fantastic night before Kagome moved to speak . "I'm pregnant."

Long silence before...

"WHAT!" Yoko sat up, pulling away from her like she had the plague. Kuronue rolled onto his back more, examining her as her body followed him. He frowned as water began to appear in her eyes, beginning to look suspiciously like tears.

"Are you...unhappy?" Kagome whispered, seeing the shock on both their face. At once, Yoko snapped his jaw closed with an audible snap and he shook his head frantically.

"No, no, that's not it!" he cried, wishing to defend his honor. "This is just...so unexpected. How long have you known? Why haven't you told us? And why..." Yoko blinked before opening his big mouth. "AND WHY THE HELL DID YOU GO ON A MISSION WHEN YOU DAMN WELL KNEW YOU COULD BE HURT OR WORSE, KILLED!"

Kuronue and Kagome rolled their eyes at the kitsune's dramatic display. Though Kuronue was worried about these things as well, he still didn't think it necessary for Yoko to scream them out loud. "Well, that does explain a few things," Kuronue looked thoughtful, drawing Kagome back into the shelter of his arms. "Why you've been so moody lately and why you've been asking us about demon names and whether we would want our children to be boys or a girls." Kuronue smiled then, the information beginning to give rise to a new emotion. Surprise was still there, but joy and the knowledge that he just might be a father were beginning to make him feel quite...proud and excited.

"So you aren't angry?" Kagome asked, almost timidly.

"Of course not." They said together, hugging her between them and sharing in the surprise.

"So we're going to have a brat around?" Yoko mumbled thoughtfully. "I wonder if he'll look like me."

"Oi," Kuronue protested. "Why are you so sure it's a he? And why do you have to be the father? Why can't he be mine?"

"I want a girl," Kagome commented, head full of stars and eyes shining with delight, completely missing the horrified looks of Yoko and Kuronue (who were both fantasizing about another female who possessed puppy eye, one who would undoubtedly have men crawling all over themselves when she came of age. At which time, they would both be forced to lock her in a den far away from men like themselves. After all...they alone knew what men were like...since they were men in the first place...er...and now both their eyes are looking quite cross-eyed).

Eventually everything was calm again...that is until Yoko remembered something he forgot to ask earlier.

"Hey...Kuro," he whispered.

Kuronue's eyes darted curiously to his friend.

"What was it exactly that enabled that snake demon to locate you so easily?" He had a bad feeling about his partner's response when Kuronue winced and then shivered. "You're a master at being invisible when you really want to," the kitsune commented. "So how in the hell did that thing find you?"

"..."

"..?.."

"...I sneezed."


And that's it! It's totally finished. I realize there are a lot of breaks, but technically a lot of stuff did happen. I do hope you enjoyed the lemon and that you found it slightly tasteful. I had to tone it down in keeping with rules, but I was also really tired so I didn't want to write forever on it. If you are confused by anything or have any questions, please feel free to contact me at my livejournal or through reviewing. Hope you all enjoyed it and continue to enjoy my other works as well.

Ja ne

Kura

P.S. Dedicated to KageXOtome since she hasn't been able to work on her own stories. I figured since she can't, I should work on my to inspire her to update her own stories. This is for you, little sister! Miss you and talk to you soon hopefully.