So sorry for the late update but it's here now so go on and read it and tell me what you think, I think it's a little more morbid than usual

AND SERIOUSLY READ THE AUTHOR NOTE AT THE END

The maid fell into an undignified heap on the floor. Her face was pale and her heart almost gave away.

Amu's eyes shot open and she tried to jump up, her senses telling her that she was in danger. Something tightly locked around her waist stopped her from moving and as the events of yesterday flashed before her eyes she realized where she was. In panic she tried to move the arms of the beast...guy from around her but they wouldn't budge.

He suddenly stirred and she found herself starring into a pair of dark yet glowing eyes that gave even her the chills. Before she could open her mouth to tell him off clanks of armor were heard and five guards rushed through the wooden door of the damp corridor.

Seeing the girl that was supposed to be a bloody mess the first one fainted onto the other and they crumpled to the ground. The other three, after overcoming their shock, realized that their commander had indeed put the princess inside a cell with the beast. Her pink hair now poking from beneath the mud and still moist.

Koman, the one that had put her in, walked through the doors and stepped over the heap of guards directing his torch towards the bars of the cell. He recoiled at the sight. Two pairs of glowing eyes stared at him and he only now realized that the owner of the golden ones actually had pink hair. His breath hitched. I'll behead you myself. The words echoing through his head.

He examined the pair closely and saw that the princess was struggling to escape the beasts grip but it would not let go. He gulped. If the beast decided it was time for a snack they could forget the little damsel. He looked back at her face that was a mask of cold fury and insane indifference. Or maybe they could forget the beast perhaps. He moved cautiously.

„Do not worry princess, we will get you out of there in no time and you'll be safe." He could've sworn the demon snorted but the girl only looked angrier, like she was ready to shred him to bits. And not the beast, the look was directed straight at him. He motioned for a guard to hand him the keys he dropped. He unlocked the cell doors when he heard a low growl, a warning.

Amu struggled to get free from his grip and he growled. She was not going anywhere.

„Dammit, let me go you monster." Twisting her arm she freed herself from his iron grip, when he grasped her again and pulled her closer, her back hitting his chest. She felt his nose touching her neck as he softly murmured only for her to hear.

„You smell so beautiful." It was enough for him to lick her neck for her to scream and jump up, her supernatural heritage giving her a power burst. She leaped up and through the doors, still seeing red she drew her dagger and landed straight onto the one that put her in there, beheading him in the process. Blood sprayed the walls and the guards, and the floors and her face. Breathing heavily she smelled the blood, it's irony smell somehow satisfying. She turned around and stared in horror at the guy that looked at her through the cell doors that fell closed somehow. He was licking the blood that sprayed his hand and she stared as his pink tongue came out to clean off the crimson substance.

He turned back to her and smiled, the smile more deranged than anything, with his face splattered with blood and his long fangs gleaming. His eyes studied her for a moment before they turned back to his hand.

Looking at her own bloodied hand that still held the dagger she brought it to her face. And as her eyes found his again she licked some of the blood of it.

„Like bloody roses." His voice, husky and almost a growl echoed in the silence, all the guards now unconscious.

He smirked this time and she realized what she was doing. She walked from there, trying to be disgusted by what she had done but secretly still savoring the taste on her lips.

All the staff in the castle steered clean from her as she walked towards her quarters. The sight of her initiated a range of reactions. Mostly fear and terror, disgusts, worry...disbelief...on all of their faces. But it was understandable, she mused.

Her feet were bare and dirty, her gown that was once white was now brown with rips and smudges on it, her pink hair was barely distinguishable beneath the mud and her face was splattered with blood as was her gown. More of the crimson liquid stained her hands and the dagger that was strapped to her side. Her steps were barely heard as she walked over the marble floors leaving only smudges of blood and dirt in their wake.

As she finally climbed to her bed she fell into blissful unconsciousness, all the thoughts leaving her for the moment.

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A pale maid, cold sweat pouring from her forehead and down her face, came before the king and bowed. Her dress was bloodied and dirty and her eyes seemed hunted. Like a particularly terrifying scene was replaying before her eyes.

Her eyes opened and she realized she was lying down on a dirty floor. She heard a click of a lock and it took her only a look up to remember where she was. Fear gripped her heart, her princess was in there, in the arms of a beast, probably shaking with fear. She looked upwards, about to shout at the guards to pull the princess out when it happened, the moment the doors opened. The princess, her eyes glowing golden, leaped from the demons arms and taking her dagger out with the unimaginable speed she slit the throat of the commander.

Stifling her gasp and choking her tears, she looked on and realized, that there was a moment between the two, a demon and a demonic princess. The dirty and bloodied girl brought the blood to her mouth and licked it. They were both watching each other, seemingly enjoying the kill together.

And then the voice. Like a growl, husky and deep, yet with a tone of childness or rather madness behind it. It was terrifying.

She relayed the events to the king, her stutters getting worse as she came to the end. She collapsed again, there before the king, and he knew not what to make of her story. He sent more guards to check on the demon while he went to find his daughter.

He stood at the entrance to his daughters rooms and watched her as she slept. Her figure marred with blood and dirt and her dagger still strapped safely to her side. A messenger came and went, confirming the story of the kill. He deeply sighed and went down to resolve the death and all the paperwork. Amu worried him more and more as the days went by. She was the first female heir Hinamori line had in centuries, since the beginning of the line in fact and he wondered if maybe...he shook his head.

That was impossible, it were only stories for little children. Not even that anymore.

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Footsteps thumped on the ground and a splash was heard as she ran through a puddle. Everything was dark around her, and dead. The trees and the animals, skeletons that lay scattered over the wet ground. She ran and ran, her ragged breaths coming out in puffs of air.

There were footsteps behind her, a predator was on her heels. Her senses told her to keep running, to not turn around. She darted behind a tree and leaned on it. The footsteps stopped and she dared a peek. There was nothing but thin air there.

Suddenly a crow flew from nowhere and cawed, raising up towards the moonless sky. She shot back behind a tree and collided with something hard yet soft at the same time. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest as she was pressed into the tree, rough bark digging into her back.

She looked up at her assaulter and met two wicked glowing eyes. She followed the pale, smooth skin to bloody red lips that were pulled back in a mocking smirk, revealing two sharp fangs. It was a moment later that she realized they were dripping real blood. She tried to fight but found surprisingly soft lips pressed to her own. The irony yet sweet taste of blood mixed into their fight for dominance. She felt him smiling into the kiss and his fangs pierced her lip. He pushed harder against her and she suddenly felt warmth surge through her. Just as she smirked back, her own pair of shorter fangs showing, he dissolved into shadows and vanished before her eyes, his lips still bloody from their kiss.

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Gasping and sweating she woke in her bed, her eyes wide with disbelief and hunger she didn't know she possessed deep in her. She could still feel the possessive and bruising kiss upon her lips. She touched them and realized there was still blood left from her kill on them. Growling in anger she turned to the other side and closed her eyes.

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Hundreds of feet lower, in the darkest part of the castle a figure woke sweating and gasping for air. His eyes glowed for a moment before they dimmed back to sleep and his tail curled behind him.

Those feelings were very interesting indeed.

O.O I confess I have never before written a kissing scene so really, do tell what you think. I know and I'm sorry I didn't post earlier but I was reading one fanfic that had like 69 chapters and then mom ordered me to start eating again or she would take my internet...what can I say, one of the best things I have ever read, oh and the ending, I cried and smiled and felt happy and sad all at the same time(in the middle of the night cause I couldn't stop reading) If any of you like Harry Potter(DracoxHermione)then you should really read it, it's called Fire dragon and is really worth reading to the end, (heck it has more than 2000 reviews and no I didn't accidentally add another zero) where Draco isn't human...I really love those ;)

Anyway I was crying and all and then the idea suddenly popped into my head...I think it's a little more morbid than usual...but still great

R&R and I really do hope you all liked it. Really, you have to tell me what you think, I'm totally new to these kissing scenes.

Love ya all guys.

Kuroneko is out :3