I do not own sailor moon or blue seed.......

"Meeting with a Vampire Hunter are you insane what if she followed you here?" yelled Valencia. She stood next to her husband, who was occupying Darien's large desk. Hermione stood in front of the desk quite, she had not spoken since her and Serena had entered the house and been summoned to the room. Serena had explained where Hermione had been and it had only taken a few seconds but Valencia had reacted just as they both predicated.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the Vampire Queen's rage, she wasn't listening to the entire story. "We will have to move, this location is not safe for any of us anymore! You have put us all in danger!" Valencia glared at Hermione.

"Darling Darien's spells and security are of the highest quality, I do not think it will be necessary for us to leave," Kreon said.

"That is irrelevant we are all in danger now!"

"Mother calm down," said Rei.

"I will not calm down your brothers harlot has endangered us all" Valencia screeched.

"Mother that is uncalled for!" said Daniel stepping up. Hermione raised her eyebrows, she couldn't deny that she was surprised that he was taking her side against his mother.

"I will not have that girl here, not only does she not respect any of us but she blatantly doesn't care about the coven that is trying to embrace her!"

"They aren't going to kill us," Hermione finally spoke up and the entire room quieted. All eyes turned to her, "They want to meet with the authority of this coven," she paused before speaking again "they want an alliance."

"An alliance?" said Kreon "Why?"

"Two members of the Syndicate were attacked by a Rogue Hunter a few days ago, several important and powerful books of Dark Magic were taken and they are afraid that this Hunter is planning to eliminate not only our coven but their Syndicate as well," Hermione explained.

Serena sat forward in her seat and glanced up at Darien. "If the Syndicate is reaching out this may be an opportunity to great to pass up," he said. "We have always wanted to meet their officials."

"It would be good for us, we could learn then who our real enemies are and put a face to the opposition," said Jadeite.

"Wait a second they are extending their hand to you and you are looking at this like a military move?" said Hermione.

"You have to understand Hermione they have been hunting us for years, and we have never known anything about their hierarchy, the hardest part about us fighting them was always that we didnt know who we were fighting, this could be the only chance that we get to gain the upper hand," said Daniel.

"Creating an alliance with them may also enable us to procure a cure from them," said Malachite.

"No!" Hermione said. "They are reaching out to you with an olive branch this could be an opportunity to change things, don't betray them with plots and secreacy."

"The last time we made an alliance with the Hunters Syndicate we were placed under unbearable restrictions and forced to live by their laws," Valencia said. "We were persecuted and treated as animals, worse than the lycanthropes we will not go back to living as their underlings."

"That was years ago, that was the first Syndicate, things have changed since then, working with them could prove to create peace and possibly a stand down on both sides," Hermione said.

"You're dreaming girl there is will never be a stand down between Vampires and Hunters, to them we're the enemy and they are the law enforcers," said Nephrite.

"And yet your wife was once a hunter was she not?" Hermione snapped at him. She looked over at him and glanced at Lita for the first time. "The hunters are not unreasonable and they respond to logic, if you appeal to them with a plausible treaty they would most likely consider it."

"You are young and foolish Hermione you cannot understand the politics between Hunters and Vampires," said Nephrite.

Hermione looked at Kreon, who had not spoken for a while, "You were known throughout the Underworld for to trying to create peace between Slayers and Vampires, you tried to work with the Hunters Syndicate. Will you now stand back from the ideals that you once preached to vehemently?"

Kreon looked up and his black eyes locked eyes with Hermione's brown ones. They stared at each other for several seconds, Hermione pleading with any and all gods that he would agree to work with the Hunters for the right reasons. Finally after several silent moments Kreon stood, "We will meet with the Hunters Syndicate, tell your contact that we will send an ambassador from our coven at the next full moon. I will not promise that we will not use this to our advantage but we will not make the first move of agression."

Hermione nodded then she bowed and left the room, Serena stood and followed quickly closing the doors behind them. Hermione turned as soon as they were separated from the room and let out a breath of relief. "I think my heart stopped a couple times."

"I think you were kick ass!" said Serena. She pulled Hermione into a hug and let Hermione's weight fall onto her. "Come on let's get you into a shower and into bed, you probably feel worse then I do."

Momiji sat on the steps leading down to the basement, she could hear her parents questioning Kusanagi, and she could feel his pain. His proximity made their connection stronger, she felt every burn on his body as if it was on her own skin, every bruise as if it she had been hit herself, and his the weakening of his spirit and body.

"Kusanagi," Momiji whispered. She heard the voices from the other end of the basement getting louder. Momiji jumped up quickly and hid herself under the steps of the basement. She watched at her mother, father, and their servant Saya walked towards her.

"He is strong Yoshiki I didn't expect him to break only after a few hours," Sophia told him. She wasn't dressed in her normal attire, her delicate and regal kimono was gone, replaced by black pants and a long sleeved black shirt.

"Saya is trained in torture, I thought that he would be showing more signs of fatigue by now," Yoshiki told her. His usual green kimono had been replaced by a dark red one, Momiji wondered if he had thought it would hide Kusanagi's blood. It didn't work of course Kusanagi's blood wasn't red anymore, the spice had taken care of that.

"He will we only started the treatment a several hours ago, we will give his body time to adjust," said Sophia. "But you could already see signs....."

She watched as the three of them climbed the steps and waited several minutes till she was sure that they were not going to return. She carefully crept from behind the stairs and rounded the corner to the other end of the basement. In front of her was a thick wall with a large looking vault door, it reminded Momiji of a bank vault. She realized, however, that the entire thing was made of silver.

She looked around to ensure that no one was watching, then she allowed her energy to spread and out and find where everyone was in the house. Sophia and Yoshiki were in the master study together, Rin was in the garden, Nia was currently occupied in the kitchen, and Saya was in the training room sparring with Yoshiki's other servant. Momiji withdrew her senses and held out her hand, she concentrated on the large and heavy lock that was embedded in the door. She turned her wrist counter clockwise and the lock began to move with her hand.

She turned her wrist completely around and the lock clicked open with a loud clang, she wasn't worried though the basement was sound proof. She grabbed the handle on the large door and pulled it open, a blinding light hit her in the eyes, she shielded her face with her hand. She grimaced at the intensity, they were blaring the lights in his cell. She stretched out her hand and used her power to lower the voltage of the lights and close the door behind her, it locked automatically when the door shut.

When her eyes had adjusted she sat looked at Kusanagi, he was shirtless and shoeless, his head slumped forward, he was tied to the chair with silver barbwire. There were gashes on his chest that were oozing blood and burns that she could tell had been made with silver. She inhaled a gasp of breath and it caught his attention, he looked up at her. Blood dripped down his face covering his eye, there were several cuts and bruises on his face and yet with all his wounds he managed to smile at her softly but it looked like it hurt.

Momiji dropped to her knees and let the tears fall from her eyes, "You idiot!" she yelled at him. "Why did you follow me here! I thought you were a dream! You should have stayed away!" she said.

"How could I leave you here?" he said his voice horse.

"I'm not in any danger here they are my parents, I'm in more danger with you!" she yelled.

"Do you really still believe that Momiji?" She looked up at him, "After everything do you still believe that you are safest here?"

"They will never hurt my they are my parents!"

"They may not have hurt you physically but.....you are losing your mind, they are destroying your mind and your soul without even realizing it," he spoke as if every word was a struggle. His breathing was labored and it looked like it hurt him.

"How would you know!"

"On the beach...I sensed it...your pain...your anger....your disgust with yourself... Tell me Momiji... the faces of those you've killed do they haunt you?" he asked. There was no malice in his voice, he was asking a question he knew the answer to.

She looked up at him, her eyes tearful and full of confusion, "I can't forget them. I can't forget what I've done…there's so much blood." She held out her hands and stared down at them. "Never was I covered in this much blood…never."

"They are using you Momiji....they are using your power for their own agenda's.... you're stronger than them Momiji break free.... run away from here.....run away far and never look back!" Kusanagi said.

"What about you?" she asked not looking at him.

He stopped took several painful breaths and spoke, "Momiji save yourself.... I've lived for a long time you have a long life ahead of you....you can change yourself and your life..... Get away from all of this..... go somewhere free and unattached....go....be at peace." Momiji hid her eyes behind her bangs. "Damn it....Momiji I don't want to see you destroy yourself! I can bare anything but that…"

She looked up in stared into his eyes, "Momiji....I'll.....I...don't care what happens to me...." he struggled to speak, "as long as your safe....as long as your happy....I don't give a damn about me..... I just want you.....to have your life and be free."

Momiji put her head down again, for several moments she was silent. "There's no life without you," she said. Kusanagi froze, she looked up at him again, the tears running down her face like rain. "Mamoru…"

He stilled, she never said his name, never. "Momiji...if I die here it doesn't matter..."

She crawled over to him and sat in front of him, "Mamoru…" she touched her hand to his face and smiled. His skin was hot to the touch, and she felt his body shudder under her touch. She smiled at him then she took her wrist and sliced it open on one of the silver barbs. She saw his pupils dilate and she realized that he did not breathe.

She could see as he fought at his inner hunger, not only for blood but for the blood of his mate. Her blood was what he wanted more than anything, it was more addicting to him then the spice ever had and now she was sitting in front of him offering it to him freely. Never had she allowed him to taste her blood willingly.

"No.....Momiji.....dont" he whispered.

"Take it Kusanagi, I want you to take it."

"No....not.....when I'm.....I won't take it from you.....not like this..."

"I'm offering it!" she held her bleeding wrist near to his face, she saw his eyes change a deep green. She knew he wanted it and she knew it was only a matter of time before he took it. His words had touched the part of her heart that had been frozen over cold. For months she had denied him and their bond, but now sitting in front of him, he was almost ensured for death, and yet all he would do is tell her to save herself. Never had anyone done that, it had always been her saving everyone, never had anyone offered themselves for her.

She pushed herself to her knees, she was the same height he was now and she could look into his eyes properly, as an equal. She watched as his eyes followed the thin line of blood that had begun to run down her wrist. "Mamoru take it, please, I don't want to lose you." His gaze shifted from her wrist to her face. "Please Mamoru their going to kill you without it."

Suddenly they both heard the lock begin to turn again, the door was being unlocked. He glanced behind her at the door for a second, "Mamoru please take!" Momiji realized that they only had seconds, but only a small amount of her blood could sustain him, he smiled at her softly and lowered his head to her wrist. She let out a sigh of relief, however in a flash his lips had were on hers. He closed his eyes and savored the touch between them, his lips were as hot as the rest of his body and they quivered with the touch. She pulled back and fell onto the ground. "Why?"

He smiled at her, "Because.....I love you." Momiji's wide eyes stared at him.

"What are you doing!" Yoshiki's voice echoed around the room. She felt rough hands grab her arm and pull her up from the floor. She was dragged out of the room and she didn't resist, she was too stunned to resist. She had given him the perfect opportunity, she had willingly offered him her life force and he traded it all for a kiss.

Saya drug Momiji from the room without a word, "Keep her upstairs and don't allow her anywhere near this room ever!" Yoshiki yelled after them. He rounded on Kusanagi, "Damn Vampire!"

"Aren't.....you.....Vampire......as well?" Kusanagi asked his voice shaking.

"Shut up," Yoshiki pull out his long sword from its sheath. "I'm done with you I don't care what you're worth!"

"Yoshiki! Put it away!" said Sophia, her husband turned on her but she didn't look at him, she was staring at Kusanagi. Watching as he fought against himself.

"Sophia?"

She ignored her husband and adressed Kusanagi. "You could have taken what she offered, and yet in your weakened state with the spice running through your veins driving your mind to its edge you wouldn't take it from her, why?"

Kusanagi's head was leaned forward, Sophia couldn't see his face but she saw his shoulders shaking. She thought for a moment that he was crying but when he looked up at her he had a large grin spread across his face. "Because....she said my name.....she said my name," his voice changed it was maniacal and twisted not like it had been moments ago, and his eyes were full of insanity.

Sophia watched as he laughed, "The spice is driving you mad and yet to her you showed no signs."

"He was trying to lure her to her death," said Yoshiki.

"No, he wouldn't hurt her, he can't hurt her…" Sophia stared at him as he put his head back down his shoulders still shaking. "Not yet anyways."

"You shouldn't have done that Miss," said Saya as she cleaned Momiji's wound. Momiji sat on the toilet seat in her private bathroom, Saya kneeled before her trying to be careful with Momiji wrist, she had cut it deeply and stopping the bleeding was proving difficult.

Momiji didn't answer Saya, she stared at the wall replying the last few moments over in her mind. Kusanagi had sacrificed his own self for her, why? She couldn't understand it her blood would have replenished him and made him strong again. She had tried to connect with him on a telepathic level but ever since Saya had brought her upstairs she couldn't touch his mind, all she could feel was his pain and his hunger.

"Miss tempting a Vampire with your blood, you could have strengthened him and then he would have killed you," Saya continued to bandage her arm. "A Vampire like he, with the strength from your blood, your parents wouldn't have been able to subdue him, he could have possibly killed them, and then he would have killed you as well."

"Shut up."

Saya looked up at Momiji, her eyes were glistening with tears and she was shaking. Saya knew it was from anger, her comments had upset Momiji. "You don't know anything, Mamoru would have never hurt me, never."

"I hate to tell you this my Lady but he is a Vampire, you have seen his record, he killed an entire village of innocents, he will hurt you and he will try to kill you," said Saya.

"I said shut up!" Momiji pushed Saya away from her. "Get out!" Momiji stood and turned her back on Saya, she held her bandaged wrist.

Saya looked at Momiji in the mirror and sighed, "Yes ma'am." She took the medical supplies with her and left Momiji alone. Saya stepped into the dark hallway and closed Momiji's door. She stood outside of the door for a moment, "Foolish child."

"She may be a foolish child but she is the child of your masters, hold your comments to yourself while you are in this house," said Fei. He stood at the end of the hallway staring at Saya, his white hair was messy and though he looked like a man about twenty something the power surrounding him was crushing. The black eye patch that covered his right eye had the Roderick family crest on it; had it not been for his bright orange ankle length coat she wouldn't have been able to see him in the shadows.

"My master has always allowed me to express my opinion," she said, she had to walk towards him to get leave the hall way. She was about to pass him by when he reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Your master may but Lady Sophia will not stand for your insubordinate attitude," he said. His one gray eye staring into her red ones, she tried to pull her arm away from him but he held on firm.

"Let me pass," she said.

He narrowed on eye and gripped her arm harder then he threw her against the wall and grabbed by the neck pinning her to the wall, the medical box dropped from her hands and the supplies scattered across the floor. "Do not brush me off," he whispered his tone full of anger. "You've been doing it for far too long," he said.

"And yet it still seems to have not ended your idiotic advances," Saya told him.

"Remember your place, you're not the heir to the family like your sister," Fei said. "The only reason Yoshiki keeps you is because he knows your mother would have ruined you."

"Do not speak about my situation as if you know me," Saya said.

"I know your feelings towards your sister, and I know that you hate your stepmother," he said. "You should hide your feelings better."

"Why your mistress knows how I feel," she said.

"Yes and you're lucky that she's let it go this far," he said to her. He leaned in and inhaled her scent, "I wouldn't want to have to eliminate you now would I."

Saya didn't say anything she just stared at Fei fire in her eyes. He moved closer to her and right as their lips touched a the aggression that was between them was let lose. He consumed the breath in her, pushing her harder against the wall. Her hands were lost in his hair strangely colored hair.

Then as quick as it had begun, it was over, Saya fixed her clothes and bent down to pick up the spilled supplies. Fei just stood above her and stared at her, when she was finished she stood and refused to look at him. "You had better be careful, my father wouldn't appreciate the fact that his old student is making advances towards his daughter," she said.

"I'm sure that Yoshiki wouldn't mind, marrying you into my family would only legitimize you, and give you safety under the Roderick family," Fei said.

Saya glanced at him and then brushed past him. Fei watched her go and then left to go meet with his former master and Aunt Sophia.

Serena sat straight up in bed, her heart was pounding against her chest, and sweat soaked her forehead. She put her hand to her forehead and tried to forget the images she had dreamed. It was the same dream again, she had been having it on and off for weeks.

Standing on a grassy hill watching, staring across to the horizon where a large house stood burning. She wind behind her would push against her with a force that would throw her to the ground, she would turn and standing behind her would be Momiji dressed in black standing back to back with Hermione who was dressed in white. Momiji would turn to her, blood running down her face covering half of it, and Hermione would look at her with red eyes, her skin was glowing in the darkness, like the way the moon would glow in the darkest night. Hermione was alight with brightness and even her hair seemed to glow. Then suddenly lightning would crash down in front of Serena and she would wake up.

She shook her head and looked over at Darien, he had not been disturbed by her, he was still sleeping peacefully next to her. He was naked but she sheets hide his body from the waist down, his hair was messed from the sex they had had before falling asleep. Serena leaned over and kissed his forehead, then she gathered one of the extra sheets around her and made her way to the bathroom, sitting down on the edge of the bathtub she let out a sigh. She could feel her body tingling, like very molecule inside of her was active, ever since her vampiric nature had been let lose she had felt this more and more but with Darien's teachings she was getting more control over herself.

She rolled her neck trying to loosen her shoulders, letting the sheet fall to the ground she turned around and began to run hot water for a bath, she leaned over and softly closed so not to disturbed Darien. As soon as the tub was full she lowered herself in and let the water relax her.

She immersed herself in the water completely and enjoyed the silence. Then suddenly and outside voice spoke inside of her mind. 'Take heed child, you stand on a knife, every step you take brings you closer to your own doom.'

Serena shot up in the bathtub, looking around she tried to feel out where the voice had come from but she couldn't, it was gone as soon as it had come. She leaned back against the tub and closed her eyes again, a muffled knocking sound from the bedroom door interrupted her thoughts.

She heard Darien's voice speaking to someone else, seconds passed and she heard the door close, then the bathroom door opened and Darien stood looking down at her. His face was a mask of indecision, "What's wrong?" She sat up.

"We have visitors, they have requested sanctuary and offered their assistance, they claim that they have information about Momiji," he said.

"Why do you look so sullen that's good news, isn't it?"

"I think you should get dressed and come with me," he said. He turned away from her but stopped when she spoke to him.

"Darien, who is it? Who's downstairs?"

He sighed but knew he couldn't keep it from her, "Your mother's arrived."