Chihrio, was completely and utterly shocked, speechless, blown away, there wasn't a word for it. But, one thing was for sure, it hurt to feel this way.

"What did you call me?"

It echoed through her, shoke her. Did he really not know his name?

Chihiro was still tingling from her sexual interaction with Kohaku, and still in his embrace, underneath him actually, skin to skin. But, he was still waiting for her to answer . . .

She felt the man tense, and she could feel him about to move of her. Chihiro lost for words, panicked. She didn't want him to leave her, ever.

Chihiro gripped him by the shoulders, then flipped both of them so Chihiro came out on top. He was so surprised by the action that he didn't protest when she sat on his stomach with her hands on his chest. His eyes were a calm and emotionless emerald. She was not leting him get away, she had promised herself that.

With one shaky hand she tossed her long hair that was falling down over shoulders back to its rightful place then placed it back on his chest. She leaned in and dangerously whispered to his face.

"What is your name?"

The man was trying to keep his eyes off her body and into her eyes, and his mind of the fact that she was so close to him and his legs . . . But when she asked him that question, he was not taken aback, he had felt it coming.

"My name-" he lifted his head so it could be closer to hers, and inhaled the glorious smell that was coming off her. He looked into her eyes, and said

"Watashi-wa Haku desu"

Chihiros nails dug into his chest, and her eyes glared at him. His eyes never changed, they stayed just like glass, but his mouth turned into a smile. He cocked his head to the side, like he was toying with her.

"Have you mistaken me for someone? Who is this man? Do I know him?" he sweetly asked, something in the way he said it made her think he was laughing at her. Chihiro was taken aback.

Who was this man?

"No," Chihiro said "I have not mistaken you for someone, and yes you know this man very well." She was becoming angry with this hurtful game he was playing, and she was going to end it. Now.

"You know this man very well , because this man was once you. You," She narrowed her eyes and hissed " Haku, are a imposter."

Haku was motionless then started to grunt with amusement.

"Well, human" he snapped. Then his eyes flashed and Chihiro gasped as he flipped them both, and he was now on top. His voice had changed, his eyes had a black twinge to them, it frightened her. "What to you think your going to do about it . . . I have been waiting for a body to claim for so long . . . and you will not ruin it for me. There," on hand played with her hair while the other started to make its way down to the crevase of her legs. "is nothing you can do to save your darling Kohaku . . ." He lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered " He is mine . . . ."

Chihiro, was calm. For once in her life she knew what to do. Her hand went to his chest and started to play with his nipple while the other slid away.

"Thats alright" she seductively whispered " and put one of her hands behind his head to draw him close, close enough for a kiss. . . " I like you better than him anyway, you fuck harder . . .". He raised an eyebrow

"what would you know of fucking, virgin-"

WHAM

Chihiro brought the wooden sword down on his head, with the strength of a woman betrayed. His eyes flashed a evil black while rolling to the back of his head, his mouth agape from the shock and collasped on top of her.

She shoved him off of her, and stood on the bed looking down at him menasingly.

"You fucker, you'll pay for this, and you'll give Kohaku TO ME! HE WAS NEVER YOURS TO FUCKING TAKE! HE'S MINE!" she hissed from the pit of her soul.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------

OMG who took over Kohaku's body? . . . . give me 8 more reviews and you'll find out . . . .