a/n: Hello everybody! This is chapter one of my first SDK fanfic! I thank everyone for the reviews that you have written. It really inspired me to write. Hopefully, I will update the next chapter by next week. Please excuse my typographical errors, misspellings, grammatical errors, and incorrect punctuation. I am not very patient proofreading. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Samurai Deeper Kyo. I own however this fan fiction and a DVD collection of the anime. So, do not sue me!

Chapter One: The Night Before

"Nani?" she blinked in disbelief. "We're what?"

"Well, well" Demon Eyes Kyo sat on his heels in front of the bewildered woman. "You really did take advantage of me last night."

The blonde woman frowned and turned her head away from her red-eyed companion. "WHAT GAVE YOU THE IDEA THAT I WANT TO DO IT WITH YOU?" She screamed back at him totally pissed of by what he said. "And besides," calming herself down a bit. "I wanted to save myself for my husband."

Kyo took her by the chin and forced her to look straight at him. The girl's emeralds tried to avoid eye contact however his fiery forceful red eyes compelled her to look directly into his eyes. He pulled his face closer to hers, barely not missing his lips with hers. He smirked, "Am I not your husband?"

Yuya felt a warmth rush to her face as Kyo let go of her. She can't deny to herself that she did have certain feelings for the ruthless samurai, though she would never admit that to him. In fact she liked him so much that it came to a point that she thought about, 'what if I was married to him'. Then again, most of the time she wanted him to just vanish basically because Demon Eyes Kyo was an inconsiderate, self-centred, conceited, insensible, disrespectful, good-for-nothing pig of an idiot.

He was insensitive. He would mock her about everything regarding her; not caring whether he sometimes hurt her feelings. He would tease her how small chest was, how ugly she was, how annoying her presence was, how irritating her voice was, how she ate and drank, how she slept, how she spoke with other people; to all intents and purposes, about every single action she made he would tease her. Surprising, not only did she had grown immune to it, she was, in fact, liking it.

He was not a gentleman either. He barely shows respect to anybody, much more to her. He intentionally touches her in her delicate parts. She carries their entire luggage. She was always the one doing his errands. He treated her like she was his property. And his words, even a dog use more civilized words. He barely calls anyone by his name. He is, in all sense of the word, rude. Yuya did not care. She loved the thousand man slayer, all the same.

He was arrogant, an egomaniac to be exact. He considered himself to the strongest of the strong and the bravest of the brave. He would and could cut to shreds anyone and anything that blemishes his title. He challenged and will challenge anybody or anything that considers itself to be the best because according to Demon Eyes Kyo he is the best. He would slash anybody who would make his title greater and he never fails to do so; not once.

Yet, he was trustworthy and true to his word. He may never show kindness in his words or actions, but he is more that determined to protect his property (meaning Yuya) from anyone who threatens her. He may not act oh-so-worried when she all right. However, when she loses consciousness or just get a cold he acts like he would make the world turn the other way around if it means to make her feel fine. He may not be even close to the ideal prince charming that takes her breath away nor is he a gallant and romantic knight in shining armour that sweeps her of her feet. Yuya Shina loves thousand men slayer Onime no Kyo just the way he was.

The question is then, 'does she love him so much that she wishes him to marry her?' Surely, it was one of her wildest dreams that one day she would marry Kyo, but then again, now that the moment came, what was she going to do? How was she going to face the thought that they were married? Never in her mind that Demon Eyes Kyo would want or even have a thought of marrying her.

"But what did happen last night?" The bounty hunter asked herself.

Has not Demon Eyes Kyo move a millimetre or was it just merely her imagination? Shiina Yuya was more than certain that the slayer really sat motionless with his sake cup left untouched since she went to the hot springs to freshen herself up. He sat with his lower limbs folded; one laid flat on the ground and the other was upright with his arm resting on the knee. He held his unlit thin elongated pipe. His back was rested on the paper walls of the inn at the same time tilted his head upwards. The expression in his eyes was somewhat different from what the female bounty hunter normally saw. Instead of the undaunted fiery and fierce ruby red eyes, it was like calm pools of blood that hinted uncertainty. His aura was not that of a thousand man slayer, but of a mere mortal in deep thoughts. His breaths were slow and tranquil, but not quite that of a ninja's. There was definitely something wrong about Demon Eyes Kyo, the bounty hunter told herself that.

She slowly guided herself to the seemingly troubled samurai; careful not to make any sudden movements and conscious to make the steps look natural. Was Kyo in one of his sentimental moments that if he did have one, he did not want company? Was he just so lost in his thoughts that if she confronted him, his oversized pride might not be able to take it? Was he already drunk that it was just mere coincidence he sat the same way she left him that if she talked to him he might do something unthinkable to her? Was he poisoned by someone when Yuya was in her bath and these were Kyo's last moments? Or was he not Kyo after all; an impostor acting like the warrior to defeat him in the name of revenge? The puzzled woman shook her head. The last two thoughts could not possible happen.

"Kyo?" she said trying to sound as calm as possible. She knelt down and sat on her knees a few feet beside the sword wielder and waited for him to respond.

The samurai directed his attention from the starry night sky to the young woman beside him, Yuya Shiina. She was beautiful, all right. He admitted that to himself and to himself only, a million and one times. He scanned her from head to toe, like he always does.

She was an unusual woman, in both looks and attitude. She had exceptionally beautiful wavy hair that has a hue of somewhere between cream and yellow. She had sparkling verdant green emerald eyes that were unique in some unexplainable way. She had well-defined curves that hinted a bit of womanliness and at the same time innocence in her. She wore a red kimono under a blue obi that revealed enough skin to emphasize her delicate features but at the same time to cover important parts of her.

She was no damsel in distress…sometimes. She always carried with her the three-barrelled pistol from her dear departed brother and came handy whenever small fries tried to challenge them.

What really sets her apart from other women is the way she speaks. She was loud because of her mouth that seems to never run out of nasty things about Kyo. The voice was naïve but full of confidence. It loves to nag and is quite frank. At very rare occasions, however, it can be soothing. Hearing it can make anyone believe that he can actually do anything for her. Her voice reveals who she truly is.

"Daijobu?" she asked Kyo if he was all right. Her tone was different from the usual. It made Kyo decide to look at her. He knew that the young woman was indeed worried about him. Still, he did not reply. He just reached for his untouched sake and took a big gulp.

"I heard from the other tenants that a matchmaker monk is here." Yuya continued talking. This time, it was in a lighter tone. She had no idea what to do. It was the first time she saw her companion like this. "They say he has the power to read fortunes of lovers and even wed them."

"Good for them." was all Kyo's reply. He took another sip from his drink.

Yuya was a bit surprised by what Kyo said. She was expecting something like, 'Why the heck should I care?', 'Your point, woman?', or even just a grunt. There was something different about Kyo today. However despite wanting to check his temperature, Yuya knew better not to touch the ruthless man slayer. Having made the mistake countless times and each nearly costing her her life, she was clever enough just to keep talking.

"Are you sad?" she asked.

Sad? The thought made Demon Eyes Kyo chuckled. Why would he be sad? He had no reason to be. He defeated his arch rival, Kyoshiro Mibu, and reclaimed his body. He cannot be sad. And besides, sadness was a sign of weakness. And he was the strongest; he was NOT weak. He was Demon Eyes Kyo. He dare not be weak. True, he was not acting quite himself. But that was not a sufficient reason for Yuya to conclude he was unhappy. HE WAS NOT SAD. He said that to himself many times. In fact, he was happy.

"Are you all right?" she asked again how he was. She moved closer to the samurai shrinking the distance between them to barely a foot. Kyo sipped the last drops of sake in his cup. He extended his arm carrying the emptied cup of sake in front of Yuya demanding her to refill it. The jade-eyed woman took the nearest bottle of sake from her. She watched as the rice wine reached the rim of the small saucer-like cup while she thought about what else she would say to her companion.

"What is to be sad about?" Yuya did not think about saying it in a better manner. Kyo continued sipping his sake. "I mean, you accomplished everything you dreamed of doing. You got your body back and you killed Kyoshiro. You should be happy. In fact, not just happy, you should be celebrating."

"I am celebrating." Kyo mumbled, his lips barely parting the rim of the sake cup. Yuya swear she was taken aback an inch when she heard Kyo speak. So, Kyo is like this when he is happy? Or was he just being sarcastic? He finished another cup. With the same gesture, he asked Yuya to fill him another cup. Yes, Yuya was now sure. Kyo was definitely happy.

Who would have thought that a merciless slayer's idea of celebration was drinking sake? That thought really did not surprise her. However, she was picturing a Kyo grinning while uncontrollably gulping one cup after another and another. So, Demon Eyes Kyo was somber person after all. Yuya made a soft half smile as she looked at Kyo.

"Drink." He extended his arm again, this time offering the woman a drink of his wine; Yuya slightly jerking, a bit surprised with his actions.

Yuya shook her head. "I do not drink sake."

"Drink it." He said with a more demanding tone.

"But, I've never tasted one before." The woman declined.

"Drink it then." Kyo said pissed off. He just showed her kindness. And the woman dared to decline him? He was expecting it. But he did not predict that it would actually hurt him, even just a bit. Setting that point aside, he wanted her to drink with him; not necessarily her; just anyone to drink with. What is the use of this celebration if he had no one to drink with? He just wanted to celebrate because according to him he was already the strongest.

"I said no." She repeated. "What part of no do you not understand?"

The samurai banged the half-emptied sake cup. With the perfect combination of his lightning speed and reflexes, he pushed the girl beside him making her fall of balance. He caught her with his arms when she was halfway her fall. His face followed closely with her collapse.

"Would you like it, if it went mouth-to-mouth?" He teased her. As he spoke those words, his lips brushed with hers, barely. Indeed, they were so close that breath mingled with hers. Yuya felt her blood rush to her cheeks as Kyo moved away. She turned away from his direction. To hide her flushed face, she stood up and took a jar of sake.

Yuya Shiina felt embarrassed but again. It has been the nth time that Kyo had tricked her into doing what he wanted. She opened the rice wine and began gulping it like a young samurai-in-training drinking water after a long day's practice. She gave Demon Eyes Kyo her most frightening stare as she drank it. However, she only received a smirk from the victorious samurai. She cursed herself and vowed to hopefully never fall for his tricks again.

"That wasn't bad, was it?" Kyo said as soon as his frustrated companion finished drinking the big jar of sake. He smirked again and offered her another full jar.

After drinking the jar, Yuya felt a warm sensation around her chest. The warming effect of sake, she concluded. She felt her limbs beginning to feel numb and her thoughts becoming a bit uncontrollable. Her companion offered her a small bottle. She tried grabbing it but fail to hold it tightly. "Drunk already?" He said. She just grunted, implying that she wasn't. She just decided to reach for the nearest jar. She grabbed it and drank it the same way she did with the other one.

"Now, that's celebrating." Kyo said with grin quite not usual and a tone she was unfamiliar with. It had that some sort of contentment but at the same time; it had some meaning under it. Whatever it was, she did not know. She just settled on drinking her sake.

And the rest was blank.

"Are you going to sit there like an idiot or are you going to hide that shapeless body of yours?" Demon eyes still sat in front of blanket clad bounty hunter. She had been staring blankly into space for a few seconds.

To snap her out of her daydreaming, the samurai tipped her on her forehead with just his index finger. The young woman fell but was able to get to reality. She blinked her eyes and told herself what was happening. She sat again and shook her head.

"What the heck was that for?" She yelled at him while putting on her clothes.

"You were being an annoying idiot."

"I don't see why you had to push me."

"Where are you going?" Kyo slid open the doors as soon as Yuya donned her kimono.

"We are investigating this matter."

a/n: So, how was it? Was it boring? Was Kyo Out of Character? Was there something that doesn't add up? Was there something hazy? Was it inaccurate? Please tell me via review or private message. I would really appreciate your reviews though. It will help me write with more gusto and better. I accept comments, suggestions, and violent reactions. 'Til the next chapter!!!