Guess who's back. :D

3 days later…

It was finally time for Souta to leave with Kagome's family to their new home in God knows where. I was helping them pack—or rather, doing all the work—while Kagome and her mother talked about God knew what. Not that I minded much. To me, it was like dragging pillows around.

In all honesty, I kinda liked having Souta around. Kagome was the best company I could ever hope for, but I always wanted to have a young brother, someone to look up to me.

Not that there was much to look up to.

When I came outside, Kagome's mother handed her a bill. Kagome stuffed it in her bra with an uncomfortable expression. I placed Souta's things in the car and went to Kagome's side.

"All set."

"Thank you." Karori smiled at me, maybe a bit too warmly. I bowed and went over to Souta.

"Hopefully we'll get to hang out again, Souta. You're pretty cool for a kid." I admitted. He rolled his eyes at me, playing it off. Typical teenage boy. He slapped me a high five.

"You're cool too." he said.

Yeah, duh. You better think I'm cool, I thought jokingly.

"Take care, you two. We'll be back when the house is repaired... which should take about a month." The old man said then paused, staring at me for a moment before speaking. "Juno, remember to wear protection if you ever decide to mate with my grand baby. And if she isn't willing, she doesn't have to—"

"All right, Gramps. That's enough." Kagome cut him off quickly, obviously embarrassed. I wasn't shamed. I was trying not to laugh… "Bye. Call me whenever. I'll be on vacation next week."

"Bye."

And then they drove off. Kagome and I went back into the house.

"Finally," I playfully yawned and stretched. She stared at me, shaking her head, trying so hard not to smile. She knew she wanted to. And she just looked so damn cute I couldn't help but wrap my arms around her and kiss her cheek.

"Alone at last," I breathed into her hair.

"I know." She agreed, to my pleasure, and embraced me back, sneaking a kiss to my throat.

That's when the scent first hit me. Sure, Kagome always smelled amazing, the best smell I've ever smelled. The sweet smelled that makes your mind go blank, your heart race a bit, but still calms and arouses you. And then there was this scent. I've smelled this scent before, but it was quite different, as every woman has her own personal scent.

I couldn't lie. For the tiniest fraction of a second, it took over my mind completely. I almost lost control. And I mean I came pretty damn close to losing control at this moment. Kagome, thankfully didn't seem to notice. I shook it off before she did.

"I think I know what you want to do." I tried to make it into a joke. I felt her nod. A confirmation, no doubt. I sighed, softly enough that she couldn't hear.

"I don't think now's the best time though. I want it to be perfect, your first time. I want it to be everything."

"Me too. So when...?" She looked up into my eyes, her own gleaming with innocence and desire. "When will it be perfect?"

"We'll know. Believe me, we'll know." I said rather robotically.

"Was it perfect the night in the shower? The first time?" It seemed like she couldn't help but ask.

"Well, that would've been perfect if Souta wasn't here." Damn. She could've been my mate now. "I heard wet sex is fun, though I've never actually done it."

"So you and Kikyo just did the standard way?"

It always surprised me when she brought the bitch up. "I was only on top all the time because she was terrible. And I'm not just saying that because I hate her, either." That was no lie. Kagome giggled at the statement, though she looked slightly uncomfortable.

"The look on you face tells me you think you have competition." Her face softened, hearing me say this. "Lucky for you, she's not competition, even inexperienced people could probably do better than her. And she's dead. Don't worry about it. Other women haven't caught my eye since I met you." I kissed her hair and pushed her playfully onto the couch.

"But we're alone now." She protested, pouting adorably. I sat next to her. I honestly didn't understand why she was acting this way. I only felt aroused because of the smell that was coming from her mood. But I didn't want to take her just because we were alone.

It honestly seemed absurd.

"It won't be perfect just because it's a good time to do it."

"Isn't the time what you were talking about when you said perfect?" She arched a brow, staring at me like I was crazy.

"Well, I was certainly talking about that, but now's not the time. And other things have to me perfect besides the time like the location, moment in time, the amount of passion between us in the moment." I said seriously.

"Now isn't passionate enough?" she asked sweetly, surprising me to the fullest by sitting on me in a lotus position, her legs outside of mine.

Once again, for a fraction of a second, I almost lost control. That scent hit me hard, now that her legs were spread. It was a thick, hot scent. Moist and sweet and… creamy… My hands were on her sides, and they started to shake, but she didn't notice.

I groaned heavily and on instinct, crushed her against me.

No. I fought with myself. Not now. I fought, with all of my strength, to put my demon away and be responsible. If I took her through instinct, rather than desire, I could end up hurting her. I couldn't do that.

"It's certainly passionate, but you're too turned, in all honesty. Not that it's a bad thing. You smell really good when you're turned on. But then again, you always smell amazing. I want it to be more about passion than need, you know?"

"You're only thinking about how perfect you want it to be." For some reason, she smiled at me. "That's very sweet of you but..." She scrunched up her nose in confusion, "What do you mean I smell good when I'm turned on?"

I smiled because I honestly didn't know how to respond to this, and there were so many ways to respond. I could say something like 'I can smell your pussy,' but I didn't want to embarrass her by telling her that. That'd be too blunt, and she'd probably kill me.

So I just settled for what seemed to be the least embarrassing: glancing down at the source of the smell. Her eyes popped open wide.

"You can smell my...?" she trailed off. I tried not to laugh. I tried my best to not embarrass her, and yet she was embarrassed, nonetheless.

"Mhm. It's mouthwatering, and the way you're sitting on me doesn't exactly help with my self-control. But I can handle it... some how. It takes a lot of self-control to resist you." I winked at her, just wanting to see her blush a little deeper, and she certainly did. She instantly up righted herself on the couch beside me.

"Thank you. That was very brave of you."

"I just want you to get your self-control back." She was sarcastic. In a way it pleased me.

But in another way, it disturbed me. It pleased me in the sense that she didn't want me to control myself, that she wanted me to take her here and now. But it disturbed me, thinking of how painful and horrible it would be to let my demon instincts take over, and fuck her mercilessly.

I thought back to when I first met her for a moment, remembering that I actually considered raping her. That was beyond inhumane and inexcusable. I could never do that now.

She was so innocent. And she wanted me to take her innocence. It wasn't just about her beauty anymore. I found myself actually falling in love with this woman. If my instincts took over while we mated, it wouldn't be passionate. And I probably wouldn't remember anything. And mating with Kagome was definitely something that I wanted to cherish forever, even if only as a memory.

I lightly caressed her chin, tilting her head up to look me in the eyes. She didn't seem to understand how serious mating was. How important and symbolic it is for her, and especially for me.

"I want you so bad, but now's not exactly the most romantic moment. I want to wait. We're only in our twenties, Kagome... we got time. I just want it to be special for you. And doing it right after your family was here sounds a little awkward."

"I can't argue with you there."

"We'll make love soon, don't you worry about it. I don't mean to sound like a pervert, but I'm almost always thinking about it. I don't think of it as hard-core porn, though. I think of it as slow but forceful and passionate."

I couldn't help but picture it now. Instead of rutting her mercilessly, it would be slow, but forceful. With gentle touches to her soft skin, breathing heavily down her neck while we grinded against one another. Kisses on her chest and throat, hearing her beautiful voice moan my name in pleasure, her legs wrapped around me.

It seemed right. Passionate.

Her eyes seemed to look past me, as if her mind was on the same track as mine. Her eyes were glazed over in thought, before her eyes regained their focus on mine.

"Since we're not having sex..." I started, "What do you want to do?"

"You decide." She answered too quickly. I frowned.

"I didn't hurt your feelings, did I?" I hoped I didn't offend her. I didn't want her to think I didn't want her. That would be the stupidest thing to assume.

But she shook her head, in the negative. And I relaxed.

"I want you," I tried to reassure her, "but I want everything to be perfect when we do it. You're so special to me, and your first time deserves to be very special for you."

"I'm okay." Her smile did not give away any hints of lies. She knew that I wanted her. She was a very smart girl. I gave her a quick kiss and decided what I wanted to do.

"A walk in the park sounds appealing right now. It's a little cold out, but it's sunny and it's gonna warm up around one..."

I paused, to see if she would object or make a comment. She was quiet, so I continued.

"Unless you want to do something else."

"No, a walk in the park sounds fun... Romantic too." She agreed wholeheartedly.

"I'll get out jackets."

-x-

In all honesty, the weather didn't phase me. My body temperature is natualy higher than that of a human's, so I was able to withstand being in harsher conditions without getting sick.

It was a very good day with Kagome. Not exactly my idea of fun, but it was relaxing. We spent a while at a park, walking around, talking and joking around. We were strictly enjoying each other's company. I noticed quite a few women eyeing us. They were staring at me with desire, and staring at Kagome like she was a parasite. So to piss them off, I stopped Kagome more than enough times for a mini make out session. Not too intense, since there some children around.

We mainly just circled the park a bunch of times, but I decided to relax for a bit and went over to the swings. I pushed her lightly on the swing, looking around at the park, smelling the fresh air outside.

"I like it here. We should come here more often." I told her.

"Mmm."

"Can we come here every weekend?"

"Sure, if you want. I like it here too." She smiled, taking in the scenery as well. I stopped pushing her in favor of taking the swing next to her. She jumped, not expecting me to move. She was so cute.

I reached over to take her hand. We stared at our hands, amazed at the difference. My hands were long, tan and muscular, with veins twisting up my arms. My knuckles looked reddish. Kagome's hands were tiny and pale, like the rest of her, the tendons in her hands flexing when she moved her slender fingers.

I closed my fist, trapping her hand in mine. Her fingers wiggled out, twining with my own. I smiled. I wanted to take a picture of our hands like this. Everything about Kagome was adorably tiny… her hands, her height, her structure…

Well, not everything was tiny… Exclude her breasts, lips and eyes from that… and her heart.

Looking over how tiny and cute she was triggered an emotion in me. I felt like holding her hand wasn't enough. I needed to be closer to her than this. I stood and took her in my arms, taking her off guard again. She squeaked cutely.

"What are you- Eeep!"

I couldn't help but laugh. I moved her hair away from her face, examining her features for the thousandth time. I was staring at her lips. They were puffy and had a perfect curve in them. She even had that sexy groove in her lower lip, which was a bit smaller than the upper lip.

She blushed at me and looked away, knowing I was still staring at her.

"You're turning pink."I pointed out to embarrass her. She only nodded.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because you're staring at me..." she said slowly, quietly.

"Well, you're so beautiful. I can't help myself." I retorted, flashing her the smile I only did for her.

"Thanks. As much as I like it here, I want to go home now." She spoke very quietly. If it weren't for my extra abilities, I probably wouldn't be able to hear her. Her rush home seemed to be part of her hormones. Did she want to get me home to talk about sex again?

"Are you impatient?" I couldn't help but ask.

"What do you mean?"

Did she really not understand, or was she trying to be innocent? Either way, it made me laugh. "You're so cute, and the way you act is even cuter." I winked flirtatiously at her.

"Why, thank you but I still don't know what you're getting at." She was really confused. Interesting.

"I'll explain in the car." I said.

And yes, I did carry her to the car. She was a feather to me. I let her down when we got to the car, and we got in, getting our seatbelts on. When I looked over at her, her eyebrows were angled the weirdest way. Her face was twisted up in an expression that I couldn't comprehend. It looked like a cross between confusion and straight up fury. Why would she be furious?

Maybe I was just misreading her face. But I was definitely not imagining that fact that her eyes were a lot darker than they usually were. Pitch black. No sign of pupils. It looked like the black took up her entire eye.

That honestly scared the living shit out of me.

So I started cracking up, and I honestly didn't know why.

"What now?" She sounded irritated. Her eyes were still black.

I tried to respond clearly, but I was so shocked at the jolt of fear that went through me when I saw her eyes that I couldn't stop laughing. "It's just, I'm trying to get myself organized for the ride home... I look at you... and you're staring at me with them big-ass dark eyes of yours."

"That's funny?" She still sounded pissed off "What did you mean at the park when you said I was impatient?"

I managed to stop laughing. "Well, when you said you wanted to go home, I honestly thought you were talking about bringing up sex again. The though of you, so little and innocent rushing to have sex is very ironic and strangely adorable. I love seeing you like that."

"I wasn't gonna bring up sex! I just want some alone time. That's all." She grinned. She was telling the truth.

"That's all you had to say. Though the phrase alone time often refers to sex. But now I know that it's not what you meant, I'm sorry I got the wrong impression." I smiled sincerely.

I watched her the whole way home. I was wondering if she'd be willing to shower with me again. Not to be a pervert, but I just wanted to know how comfortable she was with me now. I was comfortable around her, but I was still a little shy about revealing myself to her. Not that I wasn't proud of what I have, because I damn sure am proud of my body. Maybe I was shy around her because I loved her?

"What?" She asked when she noticed my stare.

"Are we showering together again?" I couldn't help but ask. She didn't seem to care, and that was good. That meant she wasn't ashamed, either. We were officially in the comfort stage.

That was very good. I wanted her to be comfortable with me. I wanted her to feel like she was safe with me. I wanted her to love me physically as well as emotionally, even though physically didn't matter. I thought Kagome was beautiful beyond description, the most beautiful thing in the universe, but her appearance isn't everything to me. There's so much more to her than her outer beauty.

And when we got home, I got to experience that outer beauty again… in the shower…

I couldn't wait until I could mate with her. But I promised her that her first time would be as perfect as we could possibly make it.

I wanted to keep my promise.