AN: Hello! I had gone over the other chapters and hopefully fixed my mistakes, please let me know if i did not. I hope you all will like this chapter. So do review and follow/favorite, thank you! So sorry for the short chapter.

Poll 1: Kumo(Harry) Sub or Dom?

Poll 2: Should Rin become muggle born witch?

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Kumo stared at the sudden reddness of the open wound. The crystal tears in his eyes fell to mix with the dark substance. The sky darken, clouds rolling in and cast them in a blanket of darkness. His eyes closed as he felt the first fall of rain hit him and the body below him. The clench of his hands didn't loosen on the haori, but his tear stain face reached out towards the sky. Rain and tears raced down his face.

The next time he stood from the blood soak ground was to a feral, loose demon; that was himself. The long black strands of his hair was pulled into a side braid by his magic as the snarl of pain echoed in the silent air. His eyes pitch black, void of life, stared at the still body before him. He chuckled as he let himself lose control.

The last he remembered was the screams of his victim and the taste of blood on his tongue.

Kumo woke to the sudden movement of his pillow. He looked up at the silver hair demon in a question manner before freezing. The cries were soft, but they could still hear them. Kumo didn't know who would by crying; but as he slowly came to and started to remember of the small child, Kumo was standing with a snarl upon his lips.

Before he could escape though, Kumo was retained by the neck with pale, thin fingers. He felt the air leave him faster than he could say the demon lord's name. The sudden pressure was gone and he started coughing while on his knees, he looked behind himself.

A small tween like figure stood in front of the bars and the void eyes stared at him. It had the uncanny way to just stare at him. It was like he couldn't escape its judgement, no mater how much he begged. Those eyes could read his soul and he couldn't do anything to stop it.

Kumo shuffled back as fast as he could while keeping his eyes on the dark teen. Skin white as the medical paste, hair dark as the night maybe even darker, thin and bony body. Kumo wanted to feel bad for the creature, but the sudden coldness had him rethinking. Then suddenly it was gone.

Kumo's eyes widen and he stood up and crushed himself to the bars. His eyes raced across the dark hall to only find nothing. The teen wasn't in any sight of his vision that echoed off the walls.

"Illusion?" Kumo asked himself as he slowly tried to calm his racing heart. He had flung his body against another body after a hand landed on his shoulder. His eyes shady, Kumo didn't see the silver hair demon who were struggling to get out of the strong hold. Kumo growled as fangs reached to touch the pale throat, but his movement stopped when the scent was smelled. The growl soon turn into a groan, before green looked into shock golden orbs.

They stared at one another without blinking. Their demons reaching and fighting to break to the surface and they did break out. The blood red orbs looked into dark green orbs before neither knew who move first and smashed their lips together. Teeth clicked together, lips burised and bit into, tonuges fought. Kumo groaned as his eyes closed as he lost himself to the strong feel of arms wrapping around him and pulling him closer.

Slowly with saliva connecting them still, they pulled apart. Kumo out of breath stood an inch away from those smooth, kissable lips before turning his back on the silver hair demon. He gathered himself before stepping away.

As he was stepping away, a pair of arms wrapped around him holding him in place. A nose snuggled into the junction of his neck and shoulder meet before a lick was slowly dragged up his slowly heating skin. Kumo held back a soft moan, but the sudden hand running down his front and wrapping lightly around his hips had him pressed into the other's ridged member. The moan slipped from parts lips from the younger creature.

Then a chuckled broke them apart. They eyes landed on the silver haired monster that held her sides as she laughed deeply. The cheeky grin on her face brighten her features before turning dark. The surface of her fangs glister with posion and with a harsh bark towards someone, the bars were moved to the side and Kumo ripped from the demon lords' arms.

The demon lord tried to move forward, but the sword at his throat stopped him. A low and threatening growl left his parted lips before the bars once agian closed. He watched as Kumo fought with all his might to break free from the harsh grip, but the sudden hit to his neck had knocked him out.

Harry looked out the window in thought. The snow fell around him, but not touching him. The slight colorless sky held the half formed moon by strings. The sudden stop of snow had him standing. The hand that touched his was cold and unwanted, but he followed. He will always follow.

Kumo woke to blood stains soaking into the ground and he didn't remember why.

Harry shook himself to face those who hate him. Why?

The monster took his master from him.

The monster took...took...took. Took what?

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