A/N: Halloween Special (kinda)

This piece may be a little jibberish-like since I wasn't actually intending to write a Halloween special so it's a bit rushed. And despite dubbing this as a Halloween special there is very remote (to no) relation to the holiday. Anyway, ENJOY!

My Dangerous Monster…

… That I Keep Captive

In my home I house a wild beast. Ferocious and dangerous – she is a wolf in human form… at times she doesn't act quite so human…

"Fujino-sama has been smiling a lot lately, has something good happened?"

The girl beside me asked. Her eyes shone innocently and her smile beamed happily at me as she and her friends escorted me back from the store to my apartment – their eagerness warranted their part in holding my groceries leaving nothing but my own purse in my hands.

I smiled back politely and replied:

"Perhaps I've just been in a good mood."

She didn't know, none of them knows – that only recently I've stowed her away in my home, a secret that I doubt I can keep for long.

She was dangerous – enough to tear these defenceless girls apart without a second thought; to rip out their heart with her bare hands and swallow it whole should the hunger for it ever strike her – but it was this danger that first drew me to her.

I know I have a problem. To willingly test my fate and live with someone so unstable and wild, but my heart can not help but race when I see her. To see her eyes turn to ruthless steel; to watch her take down her prey, swiftly and surely; to bear witness to the raw power and skills she possess – everything that defines her as untameable causes my heart to skip its beat, because it is this untameable beast that I had managed to claim and hold captive.

"Ah, we're here." I announced, stopping in front of my apartment building. "Thank you all for escorting me back and for carrying my bags."

"Um! We-we could take it up for you." One of the girls squeaked.

"Yeah. There are quite a few bags and it's not like it'll be much of an inconvenience for us to take it to your door… If Fujino-sama doesn't mind that is…" Another girl from the small group said.

I knew full well what their real intentions were and that it was unwise to let them escort me any further, but the temptation was there…

'How long has it been since she last took down a prey? It's not good to refuse her out let to all that energy… Yes… Yes, these poor unsuspecting girls will be my lambs to the slaughter… oh, how I pity them.'

A sly smile crept upon my face, in which I quickly obscured with my usual polite mask.

"Well, if you would be so kind." I said as I led the path to their impending doom.

Having reached the door to my apartment, my adorable sacrifices were eerily silent. For a moment I consider that their instincts had told them the dark peril that lurked behind this door but with a quick glance to my side I realised their excitement behind their baited breath. They are such cute and naive prey; I can just imagine their surprise once I open this door and show them their fate.

Turning the key I knew she would instantly realise my return and opening the door fully I could see her blue haired mane rise from her lazed state to peer above the back of the sofa.

Her eyes instantly narrowed – like a predator catching the scent of her prey. The little features I could make out from behind the sofa, appear to grimace as though she was twitching to bear her teeth.

Her movements were swift, as they should be to take down her prey. I could feel the girls beside me jump from surprise.

"Oh. You have a guest Fujino-sama" One of them said, with a hint of panic.

"Guest?" Natsuki practically growled as she diminished the little distance between us with strong powerful strides. "No, I live here."

Her intimidating voice and threatening aura caused the poor lambs to fidget and inch back in fear.

"I stopped by the store on my way back and these girls were kind enough to offer their help in bringing the groceries back for me." I provided with my voice level – taking no mind to Natsuki's sharp tone.

"Oh? How kind of them, but I can take it from here" She bared her fangs in a form of a superficial smile – the look of contempt was badly hidden behind those piercing green eyes that cut through the girls' very being.

The girls began to mumble and inch away –shakily holding out the bags like an offering. As Natsuki's hands took the items, each of the girl's hand dropped straight down to their side and their eyes dropped and fixated themselves to the floor – when finally all the bags were reclaimed, their frozen figures stood stiffly at the door way.

"Thanks." Natsuki said bluntly, signifying them to flee for their lives. The girls quickly made a bow and hurried back the way they came.

"They're off in a hurry." I said, smiling to myself as I closed the door behind us.

Natsuki growled in reply, looking at me sceptically and I returned the gaze with a masked look of my own.

Just thinking back on the raw killing intent streaming from her heated gaze make my heart race...

"You should have come home first and I could have come with you, then we wouldn't have those flies swarming around you. What did you get?" She said with a scowl on her face.

"But there was a sale, Natsuki, I didn't know if there would be any left we I cam home first." I replied digging one of my hands in the bags she held.

Her frown deepened at, what she most likely believed to be a poor excuse – but that expression soon changed the moment she saw the items I brought.

"Mayo!" She rejoiced, her eyes soon shining with childish happiness – her expression enticing the image of a dog's tail wagging frantically behind her to my mind.

The beast I hold captive: she is savage and dangerous – watching her leaves my heart pounding but she also causes my heart to melt, by being the adorable puppy that she is.

… That Keeps Me Captive

I live with the devil. Manipulative, cunning and devious, she is: the epitome of evil.

She acts like the saint and is revered as a goddess but I can see it in her eyes – those burgundy red hues hides the very fires of hell that burns my very soul.

I've noticed her deliberate ploys – setting up meetings just to watch me take down those I deem enemies – she would lead those girls by the hand knowing it would be to their impending doom, and her look of sheer delight as she watches me loom over those love-sick girls brings cold shivers down my spine.

She was cruel, and she took delight in my kills and triumphs; pride at my strength and skills; and pleasure in the suffering of others.

The few, rare occasions where I am involved in a brawl in her presence, I would take down the foe and she would be worried - chiding me with her words, but I can see – see that as she watches me completely overwhelm and dispatch my opponent with ease, her eyes are filled with mirth and fascination. She found my fights as amusing as I found them stress-relieving.

But for those to be so unlucky as to come across her entering the ring personally and takes things into her own hands, they have my condolences...

"Shh. Shh. It's okay, I'm flattered by your feelings, I really am. But I already have someone special to me." I heard Shizuru coo from behind the open door.

I had arrived to pick her up after class, but finding her absent from our usual meeting place I asked around to find her location, and eventually it brought me here - standing outside the open door of a small, empty conference room I hear the soft sobs from a girl and the motherly affectionate murmurs from the Kyoto-born, comforting the poor girl.

At times she can be like an angel, a deity that all her admirers claim her to be...

"But Fujino-sama, why? Why her? I- There are so many people better than her. She's barbaric and uncouth. She gets into fights and-" I girl continued in wails.

I was never one to eaves drop, nor one to hear insults and do nothing about it, so I pushed open the door and made my presence known.

"Shizuru?" I called.

The two of them stood a bit further into the room - the girl had her back facing me, her hands clutching the front of my girlfriend's blouse. Tear-filled eyes soon turned its sights upon me, shining with immense hate, but what I was more concerned about was the cold fury behind those blazing red orbs of my personal devil.

"Ah, Natsuki!" Shizuru looked at me with eyes glazed with false intent. "I'm sorry, I lost track of time speaking with- um" She halted in her words, looking down and taking a moment before she continued. "with um... Sakura-san"

As soon as Shizuru's words left her lips, the girl's hands dropped limply to her side her eyes that were still looking in my direction, widen in shock and betrayal.

... But truly she was a real devil that was so very cruel.

"Oh? Would you two need another moment?" I asked.

The now silent girl dropped her head looking ever more broken.

"No. I believe we're done." Shizuru replied, walking passed the heartbroken girl and making sure to leave a soft squeeze of reassurance on her shoulder while passing.

I held the door open as Shizuru walked out; we left the room with the girl in shocked silence.

Walking down the corridor, I spoke once we were out of ear shot: "Her name wasn't Sakura was it?"

"No, I believe that was Ayano-san." She answered.

"You know they practically kissed the ground you walk on, for you to so blatantly forget their name is a bit mean, don't you think?" I asked. Despite my own misgiving with those obsessed admirers, for them to receive such treatment from there idol is just plain... vicious.

"She shouldn't have said those things about Natsuki, then." She replied with a shadow of a pout, slyly slipping her hand into my own.

I halted our walk, causing her to look back at me.

She stared into me with those reddish orbs - like always there was fire behind those eyes, a fire that melted my heart, and I couldn't help but smile.

She is the devil - behind her angelic smile hides a demon that is both cruel and unforgiving, yet I can not help but remain her captive – because there is no where else I would want to be that would make me feel safer and more secure. She is my fallen angel, and I was the one that made her fall.

A/N: Shizuru may seem a bit... disturbed in the first part since I wanted it to seem like she was leading unsuspecting girls to her place to feed them to her hungry werewolf. But she's just having a little fun, she knows Natsuki wouldn't go too far and Shizuru always have ways to control her little beast ^-^

As for the second part... meh! Rushed it, having completely rewritten a whole section 3 times, writing the fic in less than one week AND all at the midst of studies and ringing door bells and trick-or-treaters I no longer have the energy to proofread it... so I hope it looks at least consistent