Tom Riddle

Title: Fool

Summary: He was a fool, chasing his 'dreams' knowing it would bring nothing more than pain to all. She was a fool for trusting him, for believing his lies, even worse she was a fool for loving him…

"You are a fool, Tom Riddle." Tom said nothing to the young woman who had spoken, his eyes glued to the scroll before him.

It was filled with powerful spells and forgotten magic, said magic would help him further his goal of taking over the magical community. As it was he had recently graduated from Hogwarts and was well on his way to meeting his goals.

"A foolish fool set on a foolish goal." He sighed as he looked up from the scroll to face the young woman who spoke, the woman who held the key to his future.

"I think we've established that you think I am a fool…" She nodded from her spot on the wall next to him.

"You are a fool with an unwarranted vendetta." He sighed again as he got up from his desk and stood across from her. His eyes hard and cold, looking out of place on his handsome young face.

"It is not unwarranted… They deserve everything that will happen." She snorted.

"Nobody deserves what you have planned for the magical community." He smirked, his face becoming twisted with hate.

"Even so, it is thanks to you and your knowledge that my goal will be made easier, my dear Kagome." She stiffened yet did not deny his words, if she had not met him he never would have been introduced to the magic that would help him take over the magical community so easily. Once again because of a stupid mistake on her part thousands were going to suffer.

Said mistake was visiting following her instincts on a class trip to the UK, they had once again lead her to a world full of magic and promise. It was there that she had met the charming young man standing before her. But his handsome visage hid the dark angry hatred lurking just below the surface; even so she had taken up with him on the foolish thought that she could help him like she had Inu Yasha.

She was wrong.

He smirked as he stalked towards her a strange sense of pride filled him as she backed away from him caution in her eyes. On more than one occasion he had lashed out at her, but it was needed; she had to learn her place, which was under him. He smiled at her; his face no longer twisted by hate as he gently ran his fingers across her cheek, she was a sight to behold and he felt a surge of manly pride knowing she was his.

She flinched at his touch, even though his fingers were soft and gentle they were already coated in blood.

"I was a fool to trust you…" Once she realized he meant her no harm, this time, she leaned into his touch.

"I am an even bigger fool for loving you." She met his gaze as his soft lips which could spew forth such hateful words met her own. The kiss far from soft and loving, it was harsh and possessive, like him. Even so she was still left breathless when he pulled away a wicked grin on his face.

"Regardless, you are my fool." He turned on his heel and left her alone in his study. How true his words were.