Ahh yes, another chapter finally; I decided to just pre-write something while being bored in study hall for this story. Without doing that, I'm pretty sure this chapter wouldn't be out for another few weeks at least. Also if anyone thought I meant I was in my senior year of college, I meant in high school. xD I know, I know, why would I be saying I have tons of homework right? The truth is I don't have as much homework as I had past years, but I have come upon a decision to try and be a semi-overachiever at the very least. I admit that I was a little lazy for awhile in updating. I am proud that I seem a lot more literate and good at stories than most of the other kids in my grade. Writing fan fiction can do that for ya.

Hope you're satisfied enough with this one, I thought up some ideas randomly. What can I say, I'm creative. ;D Also beware any ladies reading, this chapter shall be in Kyo's POV! *le gasp!* just warning you that you may be darkish/sexy Kyo overloaded or in a spasm by the time it's done. I know I am just thinking about this stuff in my overly imaginative and easily fantasized mind. Well, easily for a sexy man such as Kyo anyway. :) In addition, there's a lemon in this chappie, but it's only our fabulous Kyo's imagination for now.

Another word of warning, this fic is also in the angst category, and there is a slight bit of an angst scene in this also at the end. Anybody that has a tendency to be depressed or upset easily, you've been warned. Yes it does involve something between Kyo and Yuya, but he doesn't intentionally do it, so it's all good. It's not really that serious of angst, just a tiny bit.

Disclaimer: you know how this goes. :/

Kyo POV

Yes…I finally had her; my Yuya. I had transported my fiery huntress to my lair, where an extra bed I occasionally slept on during the day was adorned. The entire bed was covered in black, with an exception of the crimson pillows. I pulled the silky, black blanket down to lay my precious new toy on it. I stepped back a little to admire the surreal view in front of me. She appeared so angelic and innocent with what little light was shining upon her. My eyes moving downward, I noticed that her huntress clothing had taken an immense beating probably from dirt and dust. I was going to change that, and get her the most beautiful damn dress she'd most likely ever see.

Whistling loud enough, my personal maid came in immediately. "Mahiro, undress this woman." I ordered.

She nodded and moved swiftly to complete her task. What my little huntress didn't know was that I was going to watch every strip of clothing to be taken off of her. I knew this wasn't the right thing to do; watch her being stripped naked, but I didn't necessarily care. I had wanted to see this girl's body ever since I found her alone by the creek two years ago. She hadn't realized I was watching her every move then. I smirked and shut my eyes in bliss as I relived the sweet memory.

Creeping stealthily through a forest, I came upon a short creek by the looks of it. Not far from me, a little girl, which appeared to be around fourteen years of age, was dipping her hands in the water. She brought the water up to her face, washing it. Judging by from where I was hiding, this girl had a pretty one. I noticed I was starting to feel for this human. There was an unknown spark of curiosity and a bit of possessiveness building up in me. What was wrong with me? I shouldn't be feeling this around an arrogant, good for nothing human.

As I continued watching over this girl, she never ceased to amuse me. There was one moment when she tripped over a rock and scraped her knee. I saw a small bead of her blood come up from the wound, and I had to literally cover my mouth and nose afterward. The scent of her blood was probably the most potent and delicious substance I'd ever smelled. My fangs were lengthening into my lip, drawing out some of my own blood. I greedily sucked it away, almost imagining it to be her luscious nectar that was making its way down my throat.

But I couldn't bring myself to take the blood of such an intriguing creature. She fought the pain of the scrape and acted like nothing happened. A few minutes later, some boy had made his way toward my newly acquired interest. The boy had pushed her on the ground, eliciting a shriek from the girl. "Yuya's an orphan! Yuya's an orphan!" He started making fun of her. I snarled and almost had the mind to give that boy a beating he'd never forget, until I heard the girl next. Although I did learn her name with his insult, I both agreed and was completely shocked at what she was about to do.

"Back off!" She hissed. "At least I have enough kindness in me to not pick on others that are less fortunate, you jerk!"

The boy snorted and yelled back at her. "Well, at least I have parents and a face that's not ugly, unlike yours!" The little bastard had the indecency to look smug after saying that. Yuya's face was in no way shape or form ugly. I had no idea what this kid's problem was. Most humans were so blind and unworthy of their life on this pathetic planet. I was about to intervene and give this kid a party, when Yuya did something that surprised the hell out of me once again.

Yuya reared back, winding up her knee to kick somewhere, by the looks of it somewhere very painful. My eyes widened as I realized the boy had let out a terribly agonized cry. I discovered that she had indeed kicked him somewhere painful, his family jewels. I was so shocked that this girl had such a fiery and aggressive attitude, and made a boy almost cry like the fucking baby he was. I smirked, and made a decision that I had to make this girl mine, somehow. She was just too desirable and irresistible in my eyes. The thought of her having that fierce attitude around me almost had my aroused state shoot through the roof. I would have her, someday. I would come for her two years from now, allowing her to perhaps grow a bit more.

I opened my eyes and focused on the woman. She was now stark naked in front of my very eyes. I couldn't help the groan that was released from me. My fiery huntress was beautiful, but I wouldn't let her know I thought that. I was a vampire, and I had an ego to keep up. Still, I gazed down upon her fabulous body as I was practically taking her right there with my crimson orbs.

I imagined running my hands all over her soft flesh, and licking my way up to her pert breasts, only to engulf them with my mouth after giving them the proper torture. I could picture her gentle and needy moans, wanting more. Oh, would I give her more indeed. Continuing my imaginary love session with this girl, my mouth was now upon her wet womanhood. I started licking away her juices tenderly, until she moaned even louder and pushed my head closer. She let a bit of the monster inside, out just then. I growled and shoved my tongue inside her. My imaginary Yuya cried out for me and I continued my tongue thrusts just when Yuya had her orgasm. I licked up her creamy liquids from my lips and looked at her like I was the devil in heat.

Gripping her long legs, I hastily pulled her against my member so it was touching her opening. Her fingers grabbed onto any spare bed she could find. "Get ready fiery huntress. This is going to hurt." I told her darkly. She nodded, and I thrust inside her. I imagined my Yuya too feel absolutely amazing and perfect. After our missionary position, I wrapped her legs around my form to put in a few good thrusts while standing. She moaned appreciatively and clawed at my shoulders. I swear one of my thrusts must have rocked her world, because her eyes rolled in the back of her head the rest of the time I stood. I only got wilder after seeing that though, and I stopped and sat on the bed with her. She was still on top, with an exception being that I wanted her to ride me.

"Now Yuya, you shall ride me. I'm sure you have no complaints, right?" I stared and smiled evilly at her. My hands cupped her sweet ass, and I thrust into her again. My fingers started kneading her butt cheeks as she was screaming so deliciously for me. Gods, this woman would be the death of me, even though I was already technically dead. I snapped out of my reverie finally, to see that my Yuya had been clothed in my planned dress for her. Of course, she looked stunning in it. She seemed like she was coming to.

"Mhm…Where am I?"

"You are at my lair. You'll like it here, don't worry fiery huntress."

Something snapped in Yuya by the looks of it, and I got the feeling she just remembered me. "You had no right to bring me here without my consent!" She raged. That fierceness would never fail to both amuse me and turn me on. I'm sure my face held a mischievous gaze now.

"Ah, ah, but don't you remember my little huntress? I marked you. As I stated before, you're mine. You will stay with me forever." I announced smugly. Yuya's expression twisted into a scowl.

"Aren't you forgetting I'll die eventually?" She replied, growing a small sneer. I shook my head while smiling. "Stupid girl, I could just bite you then."

Yuya backed away slightly. "You wouldn't dare demon!"

I broke out into a devilish laugh in response. "Oh of course I would, if I wanted your tasty blood bad enough. Your blood is heavenly though, I know." She almost shuddered.

"How do you know that? Also, how in the hell did I get into this dress?" The girl looked horrified for a brief second after. "Don't tell me you undressed me!" If possible, my smirk grew wider.

"Oh no, I didn't undress you woman. I had my maid do it for me. I did get to see quite a show regardless." I finished and almost chuckled at her facial expression. "Kyo, you didn't!!!"

I played the innocent charade. "What do you think I did woman?" She was positively infuriated now.

"You looked at me naked didn't you?!"

"Maybe…" I said with a demonically mischievous tone. I also almost burst into laughter the way she was staring at me in horror. Suddenly, she lifted her chin up in defiance. "How do I know you weren't the one who took my clothes off?"

"Shall I show you, my fiery huntress?" I replied as I stalked my way over to her. Yuya was regretting her words and that much I could tell.

I appeared behind her and I used one of my hands to grab the nearest breast, the other to grab her ass. My lips moved right next to her ear, and my voice was deadly serious. "If I was the one who undressed you, you would've found yourself ravaged like this." Once I finished that one sentence, I nipped her earlobe and groped any body parts I currently palmed within my hands. I heard something I didn't think I'd hear then, a tiny but pleasured moan from my little fiery huntress. I plastered my trademark demon smirk upon my face, and licked the side of hers. "Well, I had no idea you found this so enjoyable my pet." I continued my ministrations.

"What...the hell…are you doing to me?" Yuya squeaked hopelessly. I began to lick the area where I had bitten her just like earlier, and she immediately leaned into me. "You will be with me forever. In fact, I think I might take a taste of your wondrous blood my Yuya."

"No…I'm not yours." She protested weakly. I pushed her neck even closer to me. "Learn your facts. Once you are bitten by a vampire such as me, you automatically belong to that vampire." My fangs were lengthening just like the day I first saw her. I couldn't hold back, I needed to taste her essence.

My mouth swiftly attached to where I bit her before, and her sweet blood rushed into my throat. She was too much. Her blood awakened the monster inside me and it craved more of her. I allowed none of my venom to enter her system, because I didn't think she could handle being my vampiress yet. Still, she awakened the animal in me and I didn't want to stop. "Kyo…Please…Stop." Yuya pleaded weakly. To hell with stopping, I wanted nothing else but her precious blood. I was so addicted to her essence that I never even noticed how helpless and weak Yuya was becoming. Her body was growing increasingly limp in my arms by the second. "Kyo…..Stop-"A very weak voice was cut off as she starting slipping through my appendages that were crushing her to me. As her neck went out of my reach, I came back to myself and my eyes widened in terror when I realized the scene in front of me.

Yuya was on the cold floor, her neck bleeding onto it. Her eyes looked dead and her body looked more vulnerable than it already had. She was so very pale and nearly close to lifeless, and it scared me to no end. She gathered some strength to say her next words that almost broke me down. "Y-y-you n-never stopped…" She told me brokenly. Her dull orbs closed afterward.

My undead pupils shrunk even more, and I prayed that if there was a god that she wasn't dead. What the HELL did I just do?!

*gasps* Don't worry, of course Yuya doesn't die. But will Kyo ever forgive himself? Lol he prolly thinks that Yuya will hate him forever. Update as soon as I can. Did you like it anyway? Also this chapter was my longest one yet! I'm so proud of myself! rofl. =D