Warning: ... Rido rapes Midori ... maybe? Hmmm better read on and see.

"Time to go." ordered Rido, banging on his private jet's cockpit. The pilot uncrossed his legs from where they were perched upon the controls, relaxing back reading his magazine to while awaiting his Master's return. He thumbed up to Rido to signal he understood to which he proceeded to fire up the twin engines. Even an aircraft of royal standards that has a vampire for a owner still needed time to power up so Rido had no problem getting on board in time.

Heading straight to his mini-bar, he opened up the refrigerator beneath the counter to retrieve the f icy cold bottles of blood which he stored in there to keep his favourite drink fresher for longer, without he would just have to put up with blood tablets until he could get his hands on his next donor, whether the victim was willing or not. Unscrewing the cap which he just throw on the floor, he downed a 2 litre bottle in one large gulp, (A/N I can do that with Dr Pepper :P) realizing he was still thirsty, he decided on a 'proper' drink. Wavering through the brandy, whiskey, wine, vodka and liquors, he finally chose the wine, no, I've noticed she has a weakness for red wine, better save the rest for her, he would often joke that it was the wine that turned her hair that same deep burgundy colour, so he placed the bottle back in favour of the crystal decanter of Scotch single malt whisky along with the matching crystal glass.

Resting upon his plush reclining seats, Rido took a long heavy swig of the amber liquid before setting it down upon the side table. Swilling it around his mouth he let out a small groan of delight at the mixed flavourings of blood and whiskey, he loved to experiment with different concoctions of blood and alcohol invading his taste buds though obviously he preferred trying different blends of different Levels, but none could compare to the one blood he desired most; sweet, undiluted, pure. He had his mind set on this and he always got what he wanted. Just wait; it's only a matter of time, the voice in his head kept repeating.

Kicking off his laced leather boots, he stretched out his long legs, wiggling his toes. He might not be wearing high heels but like woman he loved getting his shoes off and relaxing. He may heal instantly from cuts and other wounds, feel hardly any pain from psychical injuries but he still suffered from muscular tension, knots in shoulder blades and so forth. Midori had often had to give him very thorough intense oily massages to help. Finishing his drink and helping himself to a few canapés, Rido decided it would be best to take a shower; the hot water would soothe his aching body.

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Due to the final deep thrust, Rido spilled every last drop of seed into Midori's tiny womb, letting out a long lasting sigh escape his lips as he did so. His arms immediately gave way causing him to collapse fully on her worn out body. Stroking her silky soft hair, tracing little kisses upon her cheek, Rido lifted his head up so he could have a total view of his beauty and kiss her fully on the lips, with the intention of tasting the back of her throat Oooooh how cute! Her stunning ocean blue eyes was hidden by her closed eyelids, head turned to the side, slowly emitting gently breathes indicating she had fallen into a peaceful sleep He gave her the kiss he was planning on anyway obviously without the tongue, and she didn't even stir. Awww she's tired out, bless her, can't blame her for being exhausted after having to take me inside her for 15 hours straight! Which was true actually, they only ever stopped momentarily to change position. Pulling away from the shut-lipped kiss, Rido carefully climbed out of the bed so as not to wake her, she definitely needs her rest, especially as there is still the flight back, he smirked inwardly. Picking up the crumpled sheets from the floor, he covered her up softly, making sure to tuck it around her shoulders to keep her safe, warm and cosy while he was 'away'. She did look cute all snuggled up like that, he couldn't help but spend a few moments staring down his woman who idolised him so, so adorable while asleep, so peaceful, so unaware, so vulnerable, so oblivious ... It was at this point he realised, he was playing with himself. He knew he had to get going but he was still rock hard, and here she was, so utterly defenceless as she slept naked. He didn't have a choice did he? Well she defiantly didn't in her unconscious state.

Yanking the sheets back, climbing back onto the bed, he tenderly moved her body over so she was laying three-quarters onto her side, her face pressed into the fluffy white pillow, still slumbering away with a gentle smile gracing her lips, her little butt exposed. Spooning up behind her, one hand caressed down her lower back to feel where to enter, the other moving her leg more so he could have better access. Finding her sweet spot, he reached down to his ever expanding manhood and urged her take it causing a few murmurs from her but still she slept on. Lifting her leg slowly he finally was able after some trouble to fully penetrate her. Again Midori murmured along with a small oooohh! He started gentle slow strokes to start with; but being the size he was now, the fact she was fast asleep and he did have to go teach a certain a person a lesson, so the slow strokes soon changed into rapid thrusts. Now totally on her stomach, with Rido mounting her harshly, she awoke suddenly due to the increasing pain in her butt.

"Wha... Hey Rido no!" she cried when she realised what was happening.

Still he carried on.

"Please stop," she begged.

Still he carried on.

"I haven't healed, I am not ready," she was in tears.

Still he carried on.

She tried to free from under him, but sadly his large hands which could literally fit around her head, grabbed a handful of maroon strands, pushing her head down firmly on the pillow, muffling her pleads and protests for him to stop. Her sobs could be still be heard though which only propelled him closer to the edge until he couldn't stand it no more, he was nearly there. He brutally yanked her head backwards so it was close to his.

"It hurts so much .. please stop ...no ... no ...please, I love you Rido . so please stop!" the tears rolling uncontrollably down her cheeks.

She got her wish. The mixture of forced pain, her submissiveness, and the smell of blood seeping out on to the sheets, he couldn't stop his vampire urges, his twin white tips grew ready to feast on her sweet delicious pure aristocratic claret liquid. Jerking her head to the side, pushing her long locks out of the way, his sharp points bite savagely into her jugular vein, his fangs driving deeper after every mouthful he swallowed, making him even hungrier and hungrier. Ravishing her neck like a bloodthirsty beast, he didn't stop until at last he felt himself come. Come all over his hand.

His lust clearing, his mind becoming more rational, he found himself sprawled in a heap upon the shower floor. Trying hard to catch his breath, the hot water droplets attacking his body from above, pooled around his legs and flopped out right hand, covered in his own white juice. Grabbing onto the glass panels, Rido heaved himself up from his intense masturbation session, watching as the evidence of his perverted imagination washed away down the plug hole. Reaching for the shower head, he swilled the last remaining soapy suds of Shizuka's cherry blossom body gel. (Yes obviously Shizuka used this jet too, unfortunately for Rido he had to be extra careful when he took Midori with him. Once Midori accidentally left a hair pin and Shizuka found it – he had a difficult time trying to convince her it was hers, but of course as King she could only agree but still remained highly suspicious)

In reality, after he had climbed out of bed and covered her up all warmly, he kissed her forehead lovingly, before dressing not forgetting to include his large green overcoat that he always loved to wear, bending down over her sleeping form he kissed her again gently and gave her a long lasting look at her beautiful face, trying to engrave her image on his mind in case 'things didn't go according to plan' and he didn't get a chance to say goodbye. And it was this sleeping form her had left her in that greeted his eyes when he entered the bed area.

Walking purposefully with a towel wrapped around his lithe waist, he sat down as gently as possible beside his Sleeping Beauty. Gazing down at her, one word came into his mind, 'innocence', even though they had performed sexual acts together that even porn stars would consider depraved, she seemed so angelic, and he could easily act out his dirty fantasy on her but ... his hand reached out to her and then something else popped into his mind – Meiko. She was innocent pure just like his Midori ... And I done that to her? She didn't deserve that. Fuck what is happening to me? Twice in one night Midori's beautiful face had made him stop and think. Earlier with the child with the child in the school and now this ... He lowered his head to Midori's ear and nibbled on the lobe. It was one of those secrets that only lovers know, each others' weak spot that always turns her into jelly.

"Hehe," she giggled, slowly blinking open her eyes.

"Hey baby girl."

"Hello darling," she yawned, rubbing her eyes and stretching to fully awaken. Her arms caught loosely around his neck pulling him down for an embrace. A sting ran through her body; Hmm he smells of another woman, Midori knew that he carried on his constant one night stands even though they was now in a long term relationship but even though she hated it, she had learnt to accept it. She reminded herself constantly to think logically when her heart ached; he is cheating on Shizuka, not me. However, the worst pain came from the overpowering aroma of blood that assaulted her nostrils. Obviously he has to drink from others but why, why oh why, in the whole 10 months of being together has not even once drunk from me? Surely Level B blood is sweeter than human, right? A tear filled her eye but she never let it fall while he was able to see. "I'm glad you back darling, did it go all right?

"Yes perfectly, it's all over. We can go home now," he smiled, holding her by chin so he could bring her mouth to his for a quick peck. Her lips tasted so good, he moved his lips at a bit more firmly against his, tongue trying to open them, his arms wrapping around her body. Midori happily opened her mouth to let his tongue in to explore, her hands feeling around his back, moving up to stroke his shoulders, over to his chest, making her break the kiss.

"What's this? You got hurt!" she exclaimed worriedly upon when her fingertips ran over the scar over his heart, caused by the impact of the fake bullet.

"No, don't worry, it is only a glancing wound, but hey why not kiss it better for me," he winked, to which she gladly obeyed. She swayed her wet tongue back and forth over the left side of his chest, her Aristocratic saliva healing his scar instantly. She gave his nipple a quick sneaky nip making him give a little shriek in surprise.

"Flawless as ever you were," she smiled, moving to sit into his lap, snuggling up deeply to him. They sat cuddling for what seemed like hours to them but were probably a few minutes. Time didn't exist when they was together. It was Rido who broke the magic moment first.

"Middy, joking aside, do you really think I'm a bad person. I mean would you consider my actions bad? Would you real honestly say I was evil?" he asked, still musing over the strange thoughts he had had earlier. She was clever. He knew deep down that not only did she love him more than anyone else in the world, she knew him better than anyone else too. She would have the answers he craved to know.

"Of course not baby, what you do is evil but you do it for the right reasons.. If you want my honest opinion, you always do what's best for the race of Vampires, you're willing to go to extreme lengths to make sure to keep loyal Vampires safe, and that makes you a dedicated respected King. Don't ever think that! Your only fault is you are a little greedy and I know exactly what you always want," she whipped his towel off and laid out flat with a smile, "all yours, only for you my baby."

"Hmm," he murmured, trying to comprehend her reply. Is she right? Was it right to do all those questionable acts? He was still confused but he trusted her judgement, he shook his head as if shaking out his thoughts and coming back to what she had just offered him, "not yet, first I have a present for you."

"For me?" she beamed, displaying a smile that went from ear to ear. He had already brought her heaps of presents before but she was deeply grateful that he was always so thoughtful to think of her while he was on his travels.

"Yes, but you have to close your eyes," he whispered, feeling his hot breath in her ear. She humoured him and did what he requested and waited for her promised gift. Unexpectedly he picked her up bridal style, carried her to the bathroom and placed her down so she was standing right in front of the mirror.

"May I open them?"

"No, I'll tell you when," she felt him mess about with her hair, as if he was trying to lift it up and brush it to the side, then she felt his hands go in front of her before finally spending a few moments fiddling at the top of her spine. What on Earth is he doing? "Now ... open."

Midori opened her eyes, then her mouth in shock. Around her swan-like neck was a golden choker, covered with dazzling diamond and sparkling pearls which hung down and spread down into her bust like a waterfall shaped chandelier. To say it was the most luxurious, the rarest, most intricately designed, most expensive necklace to ever be made was an understatement.

"It's, it's ..." she stuttered, holding her hands up to touch the jewels to see if they was real or it was just her imagination, "wherever did you get such a marvellous necklace from Rido?"

"The nearby Kuran mansion. It belonged to Saori, my mother."

"What! No, I can't accept this!" she exclaimed, fumbling with the catch trying to remove it. I can't wear something that's a Kuran heirloom! Especially his own mother's. It's beautiful but it's way too good even for an Aristocrat. It needs to stay in the Kuran family.

"Are you going to hurt me by declining a present that I want you to personally have? If I didn't want you to have it I wouldn't have give it to you. If you don't like the necklace you can dispose of it. I don't care, it now belongs to you," he grabbed her hand to stop her from undoing it, "oh oops I forgot the main part."

"There's more?"

"Shut your eyes," he whispered down in her ear again as before which of course she did. Now she felt him messing about with her hair, combing it through with his fingers. A few more adjustments and he ordered her to open her eyes to see what his other gift to her was.

Midori would of fainted if his arms wasn't wrapped tightly around her still naked body, head on her shoulder, starring into the mirror to see that she was now wearing the ancient Kuran crown, the crown that every Queen had worn since the Kurans became the Royal bloodline 10,000 years ago, passed down through every generation. It matched her necklace perfectly.

"Shouldn't this be Shiuka's?" trying to speak through the lump formed in her throat The necklace was one thing, but the crown? No way could this be true, the ancient Kuran crown can't be sitting on my head!

"I am not passing on something so meaningful, something that belonged to the woman I loved most to a woman who I hardly care for. That's why I want you to have it instead."

"Wh-what do you mean?" she stammered.

"It means my baby girl, one day you will be my Queen."

Queen Midori Shiki ... No Queen Midori Kuran. Sounds so much better than Queen Shizuka Kuran. Fingers crossed.