Okay, I know this was supposed to be the chapter I said, but there was a slight change of plans.

With that here's: Can Yokais Survive a Flight"

The rising sun slowly began to illuminate the bright room. Kurai was woken up by the sun's harsh glare drafting on his eyelids. Covering his eyes, he woke up and felt two soft mounds of flesh press onto his back as a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.

...Two soft mounds of flesh?!

He jumped back a little in surprise as he looked upon Kiria's naked form. Kiria, who was still asleep, groaned softly from the loss of contact.

'What the hell happened last night?'

He tried to think back to the events last night. All he could think was beer, plane tickets, Scotland, video chatting, gum. Everything else was real hazy.

At that moment Kiria woke up. She blinked away the sleep in her eyes and turned over to see Kurai staring at her, naked as the day he was born. She smiled up lazily at him, remembering their "activities" last night.

"Good morning Pookie-Wookie." She pulled him down beside her and snuggled up against his chest. She traced her fingers over his scars while Kurai was trying to process the fact she was lying next to him completely free of clothes.

Kurai was too taken over by the sudden lust and arousal to even respond. Kiria caught on and smirked at his arousal. "That's more like it." She pulled him in for a kiss, which Kurai responded eagerly by flipping on top of her and shoving his tongue into her mouth.

Kiria moaned into the kiss as her boyfriend dominated her with his tongue. She abruptly stopped much to Kurai's annoyance and looked into his eyes. She freed herself and lied on top of him.

Kurai stared into her eyes and could see the bliss in them.

He smiled at her and chuckled "What?"

Kiria buried her face in his chest and kissed it. "Last night was truly amazing."

Kurai still couldn't remember anything. "How good was it?" He said hoping to get details from her.

Kiria looked up at him, and he could see the happiness in her eyes. "It was like a dream. You were so strong, but gentle at the same time. You kept saying you loved me, and I felt like the happiest girl alive. When you held me, I felt safe and warm."

'And I don't remember any of that? She's going to get pissed if she finds out.' Kurai thought to himself.

Kiria crawled up his body and inched her lips towards his for a passionate good morning kiss. The moment was ruined as Kurai turned away from her, grabbed the nearby waste basket, and vomited in it.

Kiria patted him on the back as she wrapped herself up in the sheets. "That's it, let it all out."

Kurai spitted out the last of puke and looked up at her.

Kiria pouted her lip. "Was I really that bad, that it reduced you to puking?"

Kurai groaned and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Sorry about that. I don't think that raw salmon was sitting quite well. Either that, or the baby names have to stop."

"You shouldn't have had thirds. And I like the baby names." Kiria retorted.

Kurai smirked and kissed her on the cheek. She stood up with the bed sheets hugging her luscious curves, leaving only the blankets to cover Kurai. For some reason, Kurai found this look incredibly sexy. She walked over to her dresser and unwrapped the sheets over her. She had no shame in letting Kurai see her like that, since that's what he mostly did last night. After putting on underwear, and a loose fitting dress shirt, she turned to Kurai.

"I'll go make you a light breakfast, and I'll have seltzer water. That should help with the stomach. You go take a shower." She crinkled her nose. "And brush your teeth while you're at it."

Kurai laughed and lied back "Wait, what if I want to make something for you?" He asked in a sarcastic tone.

Apparently, she didn't get he was joking. She talked in a triumphant tone. "It's the girlfriend's job to cook for her boyfriend. And when his breath doesn't smell like vomit, then we can talk." She left, leaving him to his thoughts. Kurai looked down at the trashcan, and saw aside from vomit, a little bit of blood.

"Are you kidding me, now?" He thought to himself as he got up to wash.

Kiria placed a muffin rack in the oven as the sound of the door opening caught her attention.

She turned around and saw Kurai in a fresh white shirt, and black pants. Kiria strode over and locked her arms around his neck. She leaned in to kiss him, but backed her head up much to Kurai's annoyance. She snapped her fingers "Breath first." She ordered.

Kurai reluctantly blew his breath in her face, and a minty fresh smell wafted in Kiria's nostrils.

"Much better." She said as she finally kissed him.

"Will I be seeing you two making out every time I enter a room?" They both turned to see Jundo Konime in her feather dress enter the kitchen.

Kiria pushed Kurai off of her like a reflex and bowed to her. "Good morning mother."

Mrs. Konime walked over to the fridge and poured herself a glass of apple juice. "It seems you two had fun last night."

Both Kiria and Kurai madly blushed. "Nothing really happened last night." Kurai tried to lie.

Mrs. Konime smirked. "Spare me the theatrics, I see the signs."

She pointed to Kiria and the oven. "FYI, when a girl cooks breakfast for her boyfriend dressed like that, it usually means they had sex." She walked over to Kurai and tilted his chin so he was looking at her. Her eyes had a kindhearted look to them, but he could also see a bit of malice in them "Just don't get her pregnant before you're both married. If she's having a child out of wedlock." She slashed the air with her finger. "I'll cut it off." She said with a sickly sweet smile.

Kiria walked over and handed him a cup of seltzer water. "Wow, I feel an odd mixture of excitement and terror."

Kiria brushed that off and faced him. "The muffins will be ready soon. Why don't you go pack and they'll be ready by then?"

Kurai nodded and walked out the door, as he walked down the hall he passed by Ichiya.

Kurai bowed. "Morning Mr. Konime."

"Morning Kurai. Is Kiria in the kitchen?" He asked.

"Yeah." Ichiya walked into the kitchen. As Kurai walked down the hall, he felt something suddenly drape over his head, and large hands grabbing him.

Under the burlap sack covering his head. Kurai felt unknown hands drag him to who knows where. He also felt someone handcuff him, and hand him something thin.

Despite that, that didn't stop Kurai from mouthing off at his assailants.

"If you don't let me go, I will rip out your dicks and make them your tongues. I will gouge out your eyes and keep the optic nerves attatched so you can watch yourselves die."

After a few minutes of walking, shoving, and accurately detailed death threats (The contents of which I'm not legally allowed to write) Kurai was forced into a chair and the burlap sack was thrown off his head.

At first sight, he saw the five Konime siblings leering at him.

Kurai sweatdropped and chuckled awkwardly. "Oh that was you guys? Wow, this is awkward."

All five of them were thrown off by his threats. Some of them by the looks of it were scared that he was serious.

Roru stared at him with a look of fear. "I didn't know you could do that with someone's spleen."

Shimo chuckled. "I'm still trying to figure out how you can choke someone with their own saliva."

"I'm going to have nightmares for days." Koyomi shivered

Nagi scratched the back of his head. "Even if you are my rival, I find those disturbing."

Kurai got back to the point. "Why did you all kidnap me?"

Roru pointed to his brother. "It was Ganseki's idea. Besides we just wanted to talk."

Kurai shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, and by the way." Kurai raised his arms and only one of them was handcuffed. In his other hand was a small key "When you handcuff someone, don't hand them the key."

Everyone turned to Ganseki, who sheepishly chuckled.

Roru pinched the bridge of his nose. "I told you I should've kept the key."

Ganseki punched him on the back of the head, and a brawl between the two brothers ensued.

Kurai crossed his arms and turned to Koyomi and Shimo. "So what did you want to talk about?"

Koyomi walked behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders. She started to rub on them, and it became a full fledge massage. "Kiria, and how you plan on treating her."

Kurai found Koyomi's excessive touching extremely uncomfortable, yet relaxing at the same time. He suddenly felt an aching pain coming from his chest.

'I got to get out of here, fast.'

"Your mother already interrogated me." He proceeded to get up. "Listen, I'd like to chat, but I have some stuff to do."

Nagi suddenly pointed the tip of his rapier to Kurai's nose. "Now, I'm going to ask this once. Do you plan on marrying my sister?"

Ganseki and Roru ceased their fist fight and stared at Kurai waiting for his answer.

Kurai found that hard to think about. "Wow, um...Let me think."

"Do you plan on having any kids with her?" Koyomi added.

"How do you plan on supporting her?" Shimo asked before Kurai had a chance to respond.

"Jeez, hold on a sec." Kurai stuttered

Ganseki grinned. "What base did you hit with her?" Roru smacked him on the back of his head, putting him in his place.

"Now can I answer the questions?" Kurai asked.

Nagi lowered his rapier. "You may."

Kurai took a deep breath and came up with something. "I love Kiria, and I care about her deeply. But we're still just dating, and I'm still in high school. I don't want to rush into things until I finish getting an education. And if we're still together, then we can begin to take our relationship to the next level."

Everyone stared at him with wide eyes.

Roru got over his intial shock, and then clapped. "Wow, normally sleazy guys would talk about how rich they're going to be and pamper her with money. But never before have I heard such poetry."

Kurai smiled at his compliment and felt his heart beat rapidly. "Can I go now?"

Kurai was wandering around the woods with a hunting shotgun strapped to his back. Fatigue ran through his body, and his coughing grew a lot more violent.

Kurai drew out his gun. "Seven months and no withdrawl." He pulled the slide back and saw the shell go flying. "Thank you Kuyou."

Suddenly, he heard a slight rustling and turned around with the gun raised. Standing right in front of him was a small fox.

*BANG*

Kurai approached the deceased little creature and stroked its fur. "Sorry about that little guy. Hope you can forgive me."

White wisps flew out of the fox and swirled together until it was now a silver gooey blob the size of an apple. With that, the fox soul flew into Kurai's hands. He examined the it and placed it into his mouth. Without even chewing, he swallowed it whole.

Kurai purposely coughed a few times, and felt no pain in his chest. In a quick puff of smoke, he was gone.

As Kurai walked back into the kitchen, he saw Kiria looking at what looked a framed photograph.

"What do you got there?' Kurai didn't give her a chance to answer as he snatched the frame from her. He looked down at the photo and saw to his surprise, the picture of his parents, and him when he was just a baby.

"Where did you get this picture?" Kurai gritted his teeth.

Kiria looked down and twirled her hair in her fingers. "I might've found it in your bag."

Kurai couldn't believe what he had heard. "You were going through my stuff?"

"I'm sorry, okay. I was packing your stuff cause you were nowhere to be found. You know we're leaving in a few hours, and I just wanted to be ready. I found it and couldn't take my eyes off of it."

Kurai didn't hate her, and he wasn't wasn't mad at her. He was more irritated that she went through his things. "Look I just don't like people going through my things. Because bad things happen when people go through my stuff."

Kiria sighed and sat him down. She sat down next to him and placed her head on his shoulder, so she could see the picture.

"You like just like your father." She turned his head so he was looking right at her. "But you have your mother's eyes. You were so cute as a baby."

Kurai blushed and turned back to the picture. Each time he looked back to the picture, he couldn't stop but think what was it like before he lost the both of them. What would've happened if they never perished to begin with.

Kiria interrupted his thoughts. "How did they die?"

Kurai fought back the tears that desperately wanted to come out. He could still remeber every grueling detail of that night eleven years ago.

"A few months maybe a year after I was born, I became sick. It grew worse and worse over time to the point where it was beyond medical help. It was because I never ate souls, and I was going through withdrawl. As a Demon, I have to eat a soul every once in a while or else I'll die. My father sacrificed himself and his soul and gave it to me. Instantly, I felt better but at the same time, it made me feel guilty, knowing he died so I could live."

"And your mother?" Kiria asked.

Kurai began to sniffle. His voice began to crack "Stabbed to death, by the Angel's leader. I was only five at the time. When I was only three, they kidnapped me and treated me like I was the scum of earth. My mother was taken two years later and their leader got to her. She wanted to punish her herself for concieving a "Hell Spawn" as they called it. I was one of the unfortunate ones to see her die as two other guys held me back. After her death, I released concentrated amounts of demonic energy, and the entire place collapsed. I've been taking care of myself since then."

Kurai turned to Kiria, and to her surprise. She saw him start to cry. She's only seen him tear up once, but not like this. It broke her heart seeing him cry. She wrapped her arms around his neck to comfort him. It slowly began to work.

Kurai continued talking. "That's why I'm going to kill her."

Kiria's eyes widened in shock and she unwrapped herself from him, only to see that his sadness, turned to anger.

Kiria looked at him in fear and quickly kissed him. She shoved his head onto her chest and stroked his hair. "It's okay, I'm here."

Kurai shoved her off of him. "What the hell are you doing?"

Kiria played with her fingers. "Nothing, nothing is wrong. I just hate seeing you upset."

Kurai sweatdropped trying to put 1 and 1 together, only to come up with nothing.

"So who is it you're trying to kill?" Kiria asked.

Kurai looked up at her and she saw the anger return to his eyes. "The Lady Angel. The one the Gorgon sisters told me about." Kurai made a fist and dark energy swirled around it. Kiria looked at it hoping he wasn't going to try anything.

"She was the one responsible for my mother's death, and why I was imprisoned in that God forsakened place." The dark energy on his hand disappeared. "That's why I'm not just going to kill her, but make her suffer as well. Just like they did with me."

Kiria's look of shock dissapeared. And it soon became a reassuring smile. She placed her hands on his shoulders catching his attention. "And I swear I'll be there to help you to the end."

Kurai's anger turned to surprise, and then to his trademark smirk.

"Thank you again Mr. Aono, enjoy Scotland." The female cashier said as she handed Tsukune a book. The cashier noticed the Holy Lock hanging from his wrist.

"That's an interesting bracelet." She commented.

Tsukune slowly placed his hand in his pocket, hiding his supressor. "It was a gift from a pen pal of mine from Rome." He quickly lied.

"Oh, okay. Well enjoy your flight." The cashier waved him off.

Tsukune bowed. "Thank you very much." With that, he grabbed his suitcase and left.

As Tsukune walked, the sound of the intercom caught his attention. "Flight 87 at Gate 116 to Scotland will be departing in thirty minutes."

Tsukune looked through his boarding pass looking for the gate. "Okay, 116, 116 , where is 116?"

All of a sudden, he was ambushed from behind and felt something prick onto his neck. He knew instantly who it was.

After having her fill Tsukune turned around to see pink headed Moka smiling at him. He smiled back and hugged her. "It's really good to see you Moka."

"It's good to see you too Tsukune." A faint blush was painted on both of their cheeks. Tsukune then realized something and pulled out his boarding pass. "You don't by chance know where geate 116 is, do you?"

Moka nodded and grabbed his suitcase. "I just came from there. Everyone's waiting for you over there, they sent me to go look for you." She sweatdropped. "I was afraid we would both miss the flight."

Tsukune scratched the back of his head in embarrasment. "Sorry." He pulled out the book he just bought. "I was running late trying to buy this book. The line was taking forever."

Moka nodded in agreement and she walked to the gate with Tsukune following him.

"So are you excited to take this trip?" She asked, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Yeah, I've never been on a plane, let alone first class. I'm just hoping we can make it there without anything bad happening." Tsukune responded with a hint of nervousness.

"What makes you say that?" Moka questioned.

"I'm afraid Gin will grope the flight attendant and get kicked off, Mizore freezing us solid, Kurumu and Yukari making a scene, and Kokoa destroying the plane. The only people I'll be able to make a conversation with is you, Ruby, Kiria, and Kurai."

"Actually Ruby won't be flying with us." Moka interrupted.

"What do you mean?" Tsukune looked at her waiting for an answer.

"She sold her ticket and said she had to get to work." Moka chuckled. "Said it was a long story but she left before she could tell it."

Tsukune responded with a chuckle. "Is it me, or does she have more odd jo..." He suddenly fell on on the floor as something big and soft crashed into him.

"Hey Kurumu." He muffled unenthusiastically as he was being suffocated.

Kurumu proceeded to rub herself on him. "Tsukune! I missed you so much. I cant wait to ride first class with you." She whispered in his ear. "I hear they have private seats, so it could just be you and me."

As Tsukune managed to get back up. Moka used her vampiric strength and pryed the clingy bluenette off him. "Kurumu, we're in public." Moka scolded. "Don't cause a scene."

Kurumu regained her footing and clung her arm on Tsukune's. "I don't care if anyone sees me with my Tsukune." She proceeded to rub her oversized chest on his.

"If you don't stop rubbing on my Tsukune." A voice called out. Mizore all of a sudden appeared behind Tsukune and stood between him and Kurumu. Her hands slowly started to turn into ice. "I'll freeze you and use you like an ice cube."

Kurumu backed up a few steps and extended her nails. "What did you say Frosty?"

Moka and Tsukune stood between them hoping to stop them from fighting, and revealing their monster forms. "Remember, there are humans around." Tsukune said getting their attention. They both turned to him. "Can you guys please not get into a fight between each other for the trip, please?" He begged

Both of them glared at each other as there hands returned to normal. As they walked, both of them hung onto one of Tsukune's arms glaring daggers at each other as Moka led them back to the gate.

'This is going to be a long trip.' Moka thought to herself.

"Flight 87 at Gate 116 to Scotland will be departing in ten minutes. All passengers should start to board."

Tsukune, Moka, Kurumu, and Mizore made it back to the gate. Sitting there waiting for them were all their friends.

Yukari was the first to greet Tsukune, by jump hugging him. "Hey Tsukune."

Ginei approached Tsukune and fist bumped him. "What's up man?"

Kokoa merely glared at him and huffed. Her little bat friend followed in her example.

Tsukune sweat dropped as he settled down his suitcase and approached Kiria, who walked up and hugged him. "Good to see you."

As they ceased hugging, Tsukune looked behind her and saw Kurai sitting with his legs on all the seats. He wore a black hoodie with the hood covering his head.

"Hey Kurai." He held out his fist. Kurai didn't respond or even move at the slightest. Tsukune waved his hand in front of his face. "Are you okay?" Tsukune removed the hood and looked Kurai right in the face.

One look and Tsukune could tell something was wrong with him. He had his headphones on, which would explain why he didnt hear him. But besides that his eyes were a million miles away and had a glazed look to them, add the fact he had multiple bags under them, as if he hadn't slept in days.

Tsukune yanked the headphones off, he still didn't respond.

Before Tsukune could try anything else, Moka walked up to him. "He's been like that since I got here."

Kiria approached them and sat next to Kurai. "He only got twenty minutes of sleep, and that was just on the car ride here. He wouldn't eat or talk. He can walk but I have to drag him." She looked at him with worry.

Kokoa approached and examined him. "He could be faking. One way to tell." She lifted her hand back getting ready to slap him. Before she go the chance, Kiria grabbed her arm and stopped her. "I told you we're not slapping some senses into him."

"Flight 87 at Gate 116 to Scotland will be departing in five minutes. All passengers should start to board."

Kiria helped Kurai up and Gin grabbed their bags. "I'll put him to sleep once we get in first class." She told everyone. As she handed the gate attendant all of their boarding passes. She eyed them all suspiciously.

"Aren't you lot a little young to afford first class?" She asked them. She eyed the Kiria's gate pass and read her last name. She bowed in apology. "Forgive me Ms. Konime." She gestured all of them inside. "Enjoy your flight."

She noticed Kurai, who didn't look in the best state. "Is he okay?"

Kiria dragged him on the plane. "He's fine, just needs to get some sleep."

One word that would accurately describe first class: Luxourious.

Besides them, there was no one else riding first class. Each seat was a recliner with a plasma screen TV and surround sound hooked up each of them. Menus that looked like they belonged in five star restaurants were layed out for was even a complimentary champagne lying in an ice box.

Kurumu jumped in one of the seats and elevated her feet. "Yahohoo, I can get used to this." She sighed finally in a state of relaxation.

Yukari joined in and lied right next to her. "You said it."

After placing all of their stuff away. Everyone sat down and got ready for take off.

Twenty minutes later, Gin fell asleep, Kokoa was enjoying a small bag of sweets the flight attendant brought her, Yukari and Kurumu were flipping through stations to find something to watch, Mizore was looking through her sack of lollipops, Moka and Tsukune decided to read, and Kiria was trying to get Kurai to go to sleep.

The stewardess came in the cabin. "Is everyone doing all right?"

"Everything is alright ma..." Tsukune got a good look at her and saw who she really was. "Ruby?"

Everyone turned and saw the older witch wearing a flight stewardess uniform, consisting of gray jacket and skirt.

Yukari ran up and hugged her. "What are you doing here?"

"And why are you a stewardess?" Tsukune asked

"And how did you end up working first class on this very flight?" Moka added

Ruby turned away from them with a sparkle in her eye. "It's a really long story, so much has happened."

She turned back to them. "But I'm a temporarily working here till we reach our destination."

Tsukune sweatdropped. "That's kind of weird when you think about it."

Ruby nodded. "It is a long story though." She turned to everyone. "Does anyone need anything?"

Kiria got her attention, and gestured to Kurai. "I could use a neck pillow." All of a sudden, Kurai abruptly stood up.

He mumbled. "Bathroom."

Kurai walked into the crammed latrine and ran his face with cold water. His fatigue faded and he felt himself perk up. As he ran the water through his hair, he noticed the straight razor tied to the wall. He picked it up and examined it.

"Do people actually shave on a plane?" He said to himself.

Out of curiosity, (and more likely stupidity) he placed the razor on his cheek and pretended he was shaving. The plane jerked to the right and Kurai accidently slashed his cheek.

"Shit." He seethed in pain.

He grabbed a few paper napkins and placed it on his bleeding cheek. He saw as a few blood drops spilled onto the counter. The strange part was that they started to stretch and move until they formed a worded message.

'Look Up'

Kurai did as wrote and looked up to see his reflection in the mirror. Only it wasn't his reflection, whoever it was in the mirror had long messy black hair covering his right eye, and a psychotic smile showing off shark like teeth.

Without a moment's hesitation, the black haired boy reached out his hand and two arms popped out of the mirror and clung onto Kurai's throat, causing him to back against the door.

The boy's voice was raspy as a snake. "Succumb to the darkness." He squeezed Kurai's throat and proceeded to deprive him of oxygen.

Kurai punched at his face only to smash the mirror instead.

The sound of someone rapping on the door caught his attention. "Kurai, are you okay?" The voice of Ruby asked.

Kurai attempted to say something, but the figure's grip became tighter with every passing second. Kurai was low on oxygen and could only resort to choking talk.

Kurai felt someone try to force their way in as the door bumped into his back.

In a last ditch effort, Kurai reached for the razor ripped it off the cord. He impaled it in the boy's hand. The figure released his grip on Kurai's neck and disappeared within the mirror.

Kurai fell on the cramped floor and saw as everything went black.

Kurai's eyes abruptly opened as he started panting rapidly. He felt someone's hand push him back against a chair and shined something in his eye.

"Well his pupils are properly dilated, that's a good sign." He heard a voice said.

Kurai sat up and looked around to see everyone staring at him with worried expressions. Kneeling next to him was a young woman with short blond hair holding a flashlight.

His throat felt scratchy and sore. "What happened?" He muttered.

Kiria kneeled next to him and kissed his cheek. "You were freaking out in the bathroom." She pointed to the young woman. "That's the flight medic."

"You were screaming and thrashing around in there." Moka added in.

Kurumu peeled her head over her chair. "When we finally got in there, we saw you huddled against the floor with a razor blade against your wrist. And you were muttering something in gibberish."

Yukari peeled her head. "It wasn't gibberish, it was Aramaic."

"You've been passed out for a half hour."

The flight medic stood up and laced the flashlight in her pocket. "Well everything seems to check out." Behind Kurai's back, the medic gestured to Tsukune, Moka, and Kiria to come with her. Once they were out of earshot, Kiria spoke. "Is he going to be okay?" She cried.

The flight medic calmed her down. "He's going to be fine. He just suffered from a panic attack, most likely from a fear of flying. I'd be lying if I said I haven't seen one before. We're just glad he didn't slit his wrists, then that would've been bad." That didn't reassure Kiria, and the medic caught on. She turned to Tsukune.

"We're going to be boarding Scotland in..." She checked her watch, and then yelped in surprise. "Eleven hours, and fourteen minutes." She turned to all three. "Can you keep him from having another freak out until then?"

All three nodded and returned to the cabin. Once they made sure the flight medic was gone and they were alone, Tsukune and Moka turned to Kiria with skeptic looks on their faces.

"What is it?" Kiria asked.

"Kiria, what is it you're not telling us?" Tsukune said. He didn't know how. It might have been his Ghoul senses, or just keen insight, but he knew Kiria was keeping something important from them. About what's really wrong with Kurai.

Kiria picked this up and hung her head in defeat. "Okay." She took a deep breath as she explained.

"Yesterday morning my dad came up to me and told me something..."

Flashback, Yesterday Morning:

Ichiya Konime walked into the kitchen and approached Kiria with a smirk. It made him feel like a successful parent to see his child happy.

"So did you two have fun last night?" He chuckled.

Kiria dropped her bowl. "Mom already caught on to us. You don't need to interrogate me."

Ichiya adjusted his glasses and walked over to her. "Kiria, there's something important you need to know about Kurai."

Kiria finally turned to him and gave him all ears.

"Let me ask you, have you ever seen Kurai's true form?" Ichiya asked

Kiria was weirded out by his question, but she thought back to all the times she's seen Kurai fight. She's always seen his eyes turn red when he used his powers. But she didn't think that was his true form.

Kiria shook her head. "No, I've never seen it."

Ichiya nodded. "Good, than it's not too late."

Kiria didn't like the way he said that. To her, it sounded like Kurai had a fatal disease, or he had a bomb strapped to him that could go off. The very thought severely scared her.

Ichiya placed a hand on her shoulder. "Relax he's not going to die." He then sighed. "But if he unlocks his true form, I can't say the same for those around him."

Kiria stared at him with wide questionable eyes.

Ichiya sat down as he began to explain. "From what I'm aware, Kurai has never used his demon form, not while he was at Yokai Academy. He might not have used it for a long time. And all that dark energy that a demon uses in his true form kind of piles up until it becomes a concentrated and unstable source of power."

Kiria did not understand half of what he just said. Ichiya could tell that by the blank look on her face.

He tried to explain in layman's terms "As Kurai's true form stays dormant, his power builds up until it becomes dangerous. It could also have a negative effect to his behavior and emotions. One minute he's happy go lucky, next he's morbidly depressed. And then there's his anger."

Kiria was afraid to ask where he was going with that.

"A Demon's power comes from their anger, the more he gets angry, the more his power becomes unstable. If he were to unlock his true form with all that energy inside him released, two things will either happen."

He held up his first finger. "He will become the embodiment of evil, and will massacre everyone and everything in his path without a second thought."

This left Kiria speechless. She thought back to when Kurai was about to kill Yukari and how distressed he felt until she stopped him. If he became evil, would she have to hurt him again, or worst kill him?

Her father held his second finger. "Or all that energy will be too much for his body to handle, and it will kill him from the inside."

Kiria was fighting the urge to cry. She couldn't bear the thought that the love of her life would be dead. A realization popped into her head; Kurai was her one true love. Before him, she never even had a boyfriend. There were boys who had a crush on her for her looks or for her money. But Kurai was different. He was the only boy who ever made her feel happy, the only one who never liked her for her looks, but for her personality. She grew honest to goodness feelings for him, and the thought of him no longer with her would destroy her.

She shook her head while tears began to roll down. "I'm not going to let that happen."

Ichiya nodded. "There is a way you can prevent the bloodshed, but you have to keep this between us."

Kiria shook her head in agreement.

Ichiya adjusted his glasses again. "You have to keep Kurai happy. Not only your angelic aura could keep him calm, but your kindness and feelings for him could keep him from going off."

Kirai stood up proudly. "What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't keep my boyfriend happy?"

Ichiya chuckled at his daughter's determination. "You really are growing up, my little Angel."

Kiria looked down on the floor with a blush on her face. Her expression showed both guilt, and embarrassment. Tsukune and Moka stared at her with expressions she couldn't even read, although it looked a lot like shock to her.

Tsukune got over his shock and got her attention. "Does Kurai even know?"

Kiria refused to look up to them. "I doubt it."

All of a sudden they heard the familiar sound of glass breaking, and voices being yelled from the cabin.

"Yukari give me that back!" Kurumu yelled. The sound of her getting hit with a washtub became loud and clear, followed by Yukari laughing.

Tsukune sighed. "I'll go try to stop them." He left the girls to handle them.

After a minute of yelling and everything going silent again, Moka and Kiria slowly walked back to the cabin continuing their conversation.

Moka turned to Kiria with a concerned look. "Do you plan on telling him?"

Kiria nodded and to Moka's surprise, she started to cry. "I'm just afraid he'll get mad at me for keeping this a secret." She finally looked up at Moka, the latter could see the immense sadness in her eyes. "Couples are supposed to tell each other everything and not keep secrets. They should be comfortable telling them stuff that embarrasses them. You should know what that's like with Tsukune."

Moka started to blush and waved her hands in a fidgety sort of way. "What are you talking about? Tsukune and I aren't a couple." She covered her mouth in embarrassment and turned away. Kiria placed her hand over her heart.

"I'm so sorry Moka, I didn't know. It's just I always see you two together, so I thought you two were dating."

Moka looked up to her with a warming smile. "It's okay." She turned back facing in front of her. "But it's perfectly natural for couples to keep secrets from each other. I'll bet anything he has a few secrets of his own and is probably lying to you about something."

Not the best thing to say.

Instead of feeling better, Kiria's teeth gritted in anger. A dark aura enveloped Kiria and she returned to the cabin with one of her veins popping from her head. "He's lying to me, huh? She said in a dark tone as she approached his seat.

Moka stuttered over what just happened. She might've inadvertently got Kurai killed.

Kiria approached his seat with the intent on making Kurai spill it all out. She had to get the whole truth out of him, whatever it was he was lying about. "You son of a..." Her expression softened at his sight.

Kurai was lying on two of the seats with a spare seat for her next to his head. He was listening to his music with a pillow propping his head. He took off his headphones once he noticed her and waved.

"Hey." He said softly.

Kiria was completely unaware that she was blushing, and next thing she knew she sat down next to him and placed his head on her lap. Her momentary lapse of anger disappeared, and the feeling of warmhearted happiness took over.

She got up for a quick second and saw that everyone was sound asleep. Except for Tsukune, who was starting to fall asleep while Moka's head laid on his shoulder with a look of bliss on her face. Mizore was asleep with her arms hanging on Tsukune's neck.

Yukari was napping on Kurumu's lap, and Gin slept with his feet propped up. Kokoa and her bat snored in perfect sync.

Moka turned her head. "Ruby put us all under a sleeping spell to calm us down. She got me too so I'll be out soon." She started to close her eyes and softly snored.

Kiria looked down at Kurai and smiled when she saw him attempting to fall asleep. She snaked her fingers through his hair, and got his attention.

"We should be there in the morning." She lied back and gestured him to come up. "So we should get some sleep."

Kurai reluctantly crawled up on top of her and rested his head on her chest. He felt an incredible feeling of bliss, he couldn't help but be amazed at how soft her breast were. He tried hard to get that kind of thinking out of his head, but those thoughts were etched into his brain. She resumed stroking his hair. Kiria had a hard time breathing since he was pretty heavy lying on top of her, so she tried to adjust in a more comfortable position, but with no prevail. Kurai caught on and pushed himself up.

"Let me try something." He moved around a bit and lied down with her head on his chest. "That better?" He asked.

Kiria crawled up him and kissed his neck. He felt a shudder run down his spine, and he liked it a lot. She pressed her lips against his and it turned into a full fledge make out session. Kurai loved the sweet taste of her lips clashing against his. It tasted as sweet as strawberries and he loved every second of it. His hands hungrily ran up and down her body. Drinking in her curves that he had memorized by heart, loving how her body seemed to fit perfectly against his. As if Kiria was his missing piece to his puzzle body.

"I love you so much." He whispered as they parted for air. Kurai heard those words ring through his head. He loved Kiria, and he never wanted to be without her. He now knew how Tsukune felt with Moka, and how Kurumu felt with him. How it felt to love someone he had only known for a short amount of time.

Her white hair fell down and he breathed in the scent. The smell was even sweeter than her lips. It smelled of cinnamon and honeysuckle. To him, it felt like ecstasy, and the very scent ran fatigue and an extreme sense of drowsiness to his core.

He could already feel his eyelids grow heavy. Kiria running her fingers across his chest didn't help out.

She kissed his neck one last time and fell asleep on his shoulder. "I love you my cute little Demon."

Kurai's eyes widened before they finally closed. "I love you too my beautiful Angel."

That was pretty good if I say so myself. I'm trying to adapt to romance writing. That last scene still made me want to puke. Although to an extent, I think it's sweet.

So change of plans, the Scotland chapter will be next, but now that I think about it. It would've taken me forever to write it, so I'm going to go with this.

Review! I know I keep saying that, and I feel like it's getting annoying to you all. But I can't stress this enough. So review, PM, whatever you feel like.

Next time with, The Demon's Venture through Kilts and Alcohol, for real.