A/N: My apologies for this story taking so long for me to update. Once again I am deep into my other Fanfic for Dragon Age. I am going to keep going with this one, I have a plan. It's an evil plan, but a plan none-the-less.

Disclaimer: I don't own a thing from FMP.

Monday after trip to Spa

Kyoto Shopping district.

True to his word, Sousuke had bought her only three new school uniforms. He had also insisted she buy five pairs of plain white panties; although he did allow her to have high cut on the leg. When he then brought her over five plain white bras she started to shout and he leaned in and placed a very soft kiss on her lips. She was so startled by this reaction she leaned into him.

"I know you like to match," he whispered in her ear before pulling away. She blushed and looked down in embarrassment. Sousuke put two fingers under her chin and lifted her face.

"Don't hide, Kaname. You are too beautiful to do so." It was the first real compliment he had ever given her. Her eyes widened with pleasure and then her lips stretched into a pleased smile. She hugged him tightly around his chest.

"Thank you, Sousuke," she whispered so only he could hear. She was so sincere in her thanks Sousuke began to wonder how often anyone in her family had really complimented her.

"You're welcome, Kaname."

After the clothes buying he had taken her to an outdoor bistro that served American cuisine. They enjoyed american style spaghetti with garlic bread and tea for their lunch. When the dessert tray was brought, Kaname almost fainted from delight. The restaurant had her favorite dessert.

Sousuke was surprised when she asked for that; it was such a simple dessert. There wasn't really much to it, it wasn't even that sweet; yet the look on her face when she took the first bite hit him in the gut with a sucker punch of desire.

He watched her wrap her pink lips around the white cream covered red strawberry and swallowed hard; when she moaned in pleasure he had to grip the table to stop himself from dragging her to the floor. Who would have thought watching his lover eat strawberry shortcake would be that erotic.

Sousuke kept silent, taking pleasure from watching and listening to her as she made small talk while she ate her dessert. He wasn't sure he could speak even if she had expected an answer. He quickly revised his plans for the day; he wasn't going to be able to wait to have her again.

"I need to use the restroom," she said as she got up. He nodded and watched her as she made her way to the ladies room. When she was safely inside he pulled out his cell phone and quickly dialed a number and made a quiet request; this was her favorite dessert and he would see she had it again that night.

Well, he would try it.

Kaname had exited the restroom and watched him putting away his cellphone. She saw him grin as he did so; and swallowed nervously. He had that look before the trip to the spa; and pretty much every time he looked at her the whole weekend.

Kaname wanted to run; but she wasn't sure if she wanted to run away from him or not. She wasn't used to this feeling, this need. Need him she did; he made her feel safe and at risk; staid and wild, and sane and crazy all at once. She wanted him to stop kissing her as if she were made of glass, which also melted her knees.

Then she wanted him to kiss her like that always; it made her feel precious, cherished. He looked up at her, his brown eyes were now a dark chocolate as he devoured her body with his eyes and she felt her body respond with a flood of wetness between her legs. He dropped a wad of bills onto the table and held out his hand to her; that smile still in place.

The cab ride to the resort was quiet and strained, but only because the teenagers were being sure to keep their hands off one another; not wanting to draw too much attention to themselves.

The resort was much nicer than Kaname had ever been to before. The foyer was full of marble and glass in an Egyptian motif. She could smell a hint of vanilla and cinnamon on the air. As they reached the center of the foyer; a young Japanese woman wearing a flowing white dress with a very deep tan stepped up and spoke to Sousuke.

"Sergeant Sagara, it is so nice to see you again. We have your suite prepared, your luggage has already been delivered and unpacked," she held out a small leather case that looked like it would hold only credit cards.

"Your card-keys, Sir, as well as the receipts for the things you asked for. I look forward to being in your service today," She smiled warmly at the young man, seemingly ignoring the pretty young lady in the blue sundress next to him with her pale hand holding onto the crook of his elbow. Kaname could see the girls brown eyes were making an attempt to catch Sousuke's own; although he seemed oblivious to it.

Kaname; who did had not shrunk when they came into the resort, slid forward a slight bit to be in Sousuke's peripheral vision. She smiled seductively at him when his head immediately turned and he focused on her.

"You promised me a swim," she said quietly; and although he knew he had not he responded as if he had.

"I also promised you a new bathing suit," he said with a wicked grin. She smiled even more seductively up at him, letting her eyes go as starry as she wanted.

"I'd rather just spend more time with you," she replied honestly. He raised her right hand to his lips and brushed his lips across her knuckles.

"As you desire," he answered her; his voice deep with that exact emotion. Kaname's breath caught in her throat, she was enraptured by the sound. When the concierge cleared her throat in embarrassment, the two looked at her in brief confusion before Sousuke thanked her led Kaname to the elevators. Kaname saw the woman's face before the doors closed softly; if looks could kill Kaname would have been bloody on the floor of the pink marble foyer. Kaname didn't even smirk, she simply leaned her head against Sousuke's shoulder and closed her eyes.

Sousuke inserted one of the cards into a slot on the panel and touched the thirty-two when the light turned green.

"Why did you say that?" he asked, truly curious.

"Hmm? Oh, that woman was making eyes at you," she said. She didn't realize how possessive she sounded when she continued. "I wanted her to know you were taken." Sousuke, having never had anyone actually want more than sex, was taken aback.

"Why?" he asked her. She lifted her head as the doors to the elevator opened into a suite. That could have passed for a temple in Egypt if it hadn't been for the modern furniture. She answered him almost absently as she took in her surroundings.

"Because you are mine, Sousuke Sagara, I won't share."

Her statement left him breathless for a moment, then his hunger for her returned and he dropped the keys on the table by the elevator. Taking two long strides he swept her up in his arms, holding her behind her back and knees before twisting and taking her into the bedroom.

He could feel the heat of her skin, smell the sun on her skin and wanted to taste her all over again. He stood her on her feet, and with hands that shook with the force of his need he held her face in his hands to kiss her. He heard her growl, felt her trying to deepen the kiss when he kept it soft; he broke the kiss, his breathing heavy.

"I don't want to hurt you," he said to her. She reached up to her shoulders and slid the straps of her dress off them, as it fell to the floor she stepped forward into his body.

"I won't break," she answered huskily as she then wrapped her bare arms around his neck and pressed her body against his.

The touch of her; the heat of her, the scent of her arousal sent him over the edge. She never heard the knife being drawn, and the touch of metal against her back was a flash of cold before her bra was loose. He had captured her mouth in a hard, deep, possessive kiss before she noticed. When he sliced the band of her thong off, allowing her panties to drop to the floor with her dress she tried to protest, only to have his tongue tangle with hers.

Sousuke lifted his Whispered lover by her waist and she wrapped her long lithe legs around his lean waist and moaned into his mouth when she felt his hardness pressed against her pussy.

He took two very long steps to the bed, lay her on her back on the edge, pulling her legs apart enough for him to get his hand between them to unbutton his fly.

"Sousuke," she groaned as his knuckles brushed against her swollen lips. When he freed himself from the confines of his pants she gasped in shock as he slid the head of his dick down her slit to thrust deeply into her. She said his name again, a little more loudly with the next thrust.

Sousuke closed his eyes as he fucked her, he wrapped his arms under her ass and her back, lifting her higher for his access.

He didn't hear his own animalistic grunting as he thrust into her; but he did hear her building scream. His first thought was to kiss her into silence; to swallow the sound of her pleasure. Then he realized he liked hearing it; especially when he recognized his name, her repeating his name with each breath as she screamed her oragsm.

When her body relaxed, her legs unlocking from his spine he stepped back and quickly undressed. She opened her brown eyes as he did so, watching him move with efficiency. His body had always been attractive, but knowing it better now, she sighed and shifted to a sitting position.

"Lie back down," he ordered, she shook her head. "Kaname," he growled.

"You gave me pleasure all weekend," she said as she reached for his dick with her hand, wrapping her long fingers around the steel length. "Let me pleasure you," she asked. He closed his eyes as she stroked him, his hips thrusting into her fingers. When her lips closed around the head of his dick he growled and pulled away from her, shoving back onto the bed.

"Not yet," he panted in her mouth as he once more thrust into her.

"Sousuke!" she shouted as his entrance triggered another orgasm.

Sousuke rode her through the orgasm, before shifting to his knees and lifting her left leg up, hooking her knee over his right elbow. He used his left hand to grasp her right breast and roll the nipple between his fingers. She locked her left leg behind his right knee and pulled herself into him and up with each of his down-thrusts. She wrapped both hands around his left arm and dug in with her nails.

"Open your eyes, Kana," he grunted when she closed them. Her light brown eyes met his chocolate brown; she was held by them, mesmerized by the heat in them. Their breathing synced, each of stroke of his hips met by the pump of her own. Her mouth was open, mewling sounds escaping her throat as they moved together.

"Sousuke, please!" she begged, her body hovering on the edge of coming apart. He grunted and shifted his weight, changing the angle of his thrust. She could feel the head of his dick slamming into her pleasure center as he began lifting her higher for each thrust into her. "Oh God!" she moaned, tears beginning to fall from the corner of her eyes.

"Let go, Kana," he commanded of her, sliding his hand from her breast to her pussy. He pinched her clit gently and rhythmically between his thumb and forefinger; in time to his thrusts. She threw her head back, her eyes closing as she screamed his name again. A long, loud, ululating sound that echoed throughout the room. Her pussy convulsed with her orgasm and he let loose his control enough to growl from his core as he came, emptying his seed into her.

He collapsed on the bed next to her, pulling her into his side as he did. Their breathing was heavy and both were covered in sweat when suddenly Kaname began to giggle. He frowned in consternation.

"What is funny, Kaname?" he asked her.

"You called me Kana," she said, giggling even more.

"I did?"

"Yes, Sousuke, you did," she leaned up on her elbow and looked him in the eyes. Sousuke saw joy in the brown orbs; an emotion he had not seen in them before.

"Should I not?" he asked her softly. She shook her head and laughed. The sound stirred something inside the military raised boy.

"I liked it," she answered, leaning in to place a soft kiss on the side of his mouth.

"Good, then." She laughed again and the Mythril agent thought to himself he wanted to hear that more often; he wanted to see the joy in her eyes more. Whatever it took to keep her from being as sad as she had been.

"Kana," he said, tasting the word consciously.

"Yes, Sousuke," she whispered, looking into his eyes.

"I think we should go for that swim," he said with a mischievous grin. She frowned at him,

"I didn't bring a suit, and we didn't buy one," she said with disappointment. His smile got wider and he rolled over so he was on top of her on the bed, holding himself up by his arms and his legs on either side of hers. He did a push-up and kissed her as he dipped before rolling completely off the bed.

"Come see, Kana," he said; Kaname was amazed to hear teasing in his voice. He was showing emotion….Kaname was so amazed to hear it she almost missed where he went.

The raven haired girl leaped from the bed to follow her lover into the room that was to the right of the bedroom. It was a dressing room; a room larger than her entire apartment. Fully half the room was full of clothing that she just knew was for her.

"So-Sousuke, what is all this?" she asked in awe.

"You know I am your bodyguard," he said and she nodded.

"Webber and Mao are part of the team, all three of us are guarding you," he said. She frowned for a second.

"Yes, I know that," she said.

"There are camera's in almost every part of your house, and there are recorders in every part of your house except your bathroom," he said. Her eyes widened, and her face turned red as she started to get angry. Sousuke, pulled her close to him and put his finger on her mouth.

"I can't live with you, can I?" he asked her. The question was so logical it gave her pause. Part of her wanted to shout yes, live with me. Do these things to me every night; but she knew that was impractical and would actually cause problems neither of them needed.

"No," she agreed with regret. He heard the regret and almost offered to change their living arrangement to make it happen, to give her what she wanted. Almost; yet he knew he couldn't let her know she had that kind of power over him.

"I will want to spend as much time with you as I can when I am not on another assignment and we do not have to be in school," he kissed her very softly on the mouth and turned her to face the clothes hanging from the railing. "I like fucking you, Kana. I like hearing you moan my name. Here I can give you that pleasure and you don't have to be quiet; no one will hear you that can harm you with it" he said in her ear.

"So why do I need all these clothes then?" She asked him on a shaky breath.

"Because I am not ashamed of you, Kana. You are mine and I will show everyone that," He dropped a kiss on her bare right shoulder.

"Just not at school," she said with some heat.

"Kaname," he turned her to face him. "I don't want anyone at school to know we are having sex," he looked her in the eyes. "I plan on everyone knowing you are mine," he said.

"Am I?" she asked him somewhat dubiously. The doubt in her voice angered him.

"Kana," he said after a moment of reigning his temper. "Chan," he added as an afterthought. His voice was so deep, it rumbled through her body with the intensity of an oncoming storm. "You are mine."

Kaname shivered at the raw possessiveness of the statement, and she wondered at herself for not being afraid of what that meant. She watched as he visibly regained control of himself.

"You and I will need time together; time that is for us," he claimed her mouth in a kiss once more so full of hunger it stole her breath and stirred her own desire.

"I still don't get it," she whispered against his lips.

"This is where we will come, and you will never need to pack a bag," he said before kissing her once again.

Sousuke walked her backward back into the bedroom; then against the wall next to the dressing room. He lifted her by her hips, her legs automatically wrapping around his own hips.

He thrust into her and they both sighed with the pleasure of it.

Sousuke kept the pace even until she was panting and begging; digging her nails into his shoulders and pulling him closer with her legs.

"Say it, Kana," he said against her throat, holding the head of his dick just inside her pussy.

"S-S-Sousuke," she moaned trying to force him deeper inside her.

"Say it," he demanded, licking the sweat that rolled down the hollow of her neck.

"Please," she begged.

"Tell me who you belong to," he growled, the sound rumbling through her tensed body.

"You, Sousuke, I belong to you," she cried out. Sousuke slammed fully into her; giving her the release she was begging for and taking his own pleasure at the same time.

Midnight came and went; the young lovers had enjoyed dinner in their suite; Kaname gaining a brand new appreciation for strawberry shortcake. She wasn't sure what to make of what was happening. He treated her as if she were the most precious thing in his world. The most important person in the whole world; yet his words for what they were doing were crass and dismissing of the feelings he showed and evoked within her.

They were leaving the resort several hours before dawn to catch the first train back to Jendai. He made sure she had one of the card-keys in her purse. He smiled in such a way she wondered what he was planning next.

"If I'm always going to be here with you, Sousuke, why do I need a key?" she asked him.

"I want you to be able to come here if you need to be safe," he said. She wasn't sure what that meant, but let it go. He was always trying to think three steps ahead of whatever danger might present itself.

Thursday, Homeroom

One month later

Kaname huffed as she sat down in her desk in front of her erstwhile boyfriend. He had set up a tripwire in front of the school lockers in an effort to catch the boy who had been putting love notes in her locker. Inevitably it had blown up the locker area.

Thankfully no one was hurt; although poor Higashi-san was probably never going to be the same. Kaname had, of course, let Sousuke know that his trap had been a complete over reaction to the situation; his only response had been to growl ichigo in her ear.

No one knew why she had turned so red, or why she had stopped yelling at him. Kaname wasn't sure how she was supposed to deal with a boyfriend who refused to understand that it was okay for other boys to think she was cute. She wasn't interested in Higashi-san, or any other boy for that matter; yet he would find ways to humiliate any boy who showed an interest in her beyond friendship.

She hadn't realized she's yelled out until she felt his hand on her shoulder, rubbing gently. While she wanted to shrug it off, she did actually begin to calm down, He who could make her so crazy was also the one who could make it all okay. She didn't know what this feeling was, but it was far too frightening and out of control. She used to be in control; until he came along.

Homeroom ended and the class split up to go their separate ways. Sousuke walked her to their first class, which was history. She lost herself in the lesson, allowing herself to forget her boyfriend's antics; if only for a time. They made it through their Japanese and English classes before spitting up for the next class before lunch. She went to Math and he to science.

Halfway through the class one of the teacher's aide's came in with a note. He gave it to Kaname. She saw the Principal wished to speak with her and she excused herself.

She walked down the silent corridors deep in thought. Her mind not really on her surroundings. She needed to figure out what exactly she was feeling for Sergeant Sousuke Sagara. They had spent the last two weekends in Kyoto; enjoying each other's bodies as well as each other's company. She was learning so much about him and she had a feeling he was learning just as much about himself.

Kaname turned the corner to get to the school office when she felt someone behind her. Before she could act; there was a sharp pain in her neck and the world went fuzzy.