Chapter Thirteen

Rule one: Never bite a human unless you intend to kill them if you are a natural. Otherwise you will turn them. Rule two: Never let a human see you change. It leaves you vulnerable to them. Rule three: Never mate with a human. Alphas only mate with Alphas to keep the bloodline pure. It's degrading and beneath a natural to mate with a human or, human turned. Rule four: Alphas are the leaders of a pack. They are the elite. Only Alphas may be considered for leading a pack. If there is no Alpha the pack is rogue and may be absorbed into a pack with an Alpha. Kyoko knew this, her mother had been drilling these simple little rules into her skull since birth. Long before she even knew what they meant. Her pack was Vie Ghoul and she guessed probably now Ren, in an unofficial capacity.

Now, seeing that these simple rules had been drilled into her brain by her mother, one would think that she followed them religiously. The only rules that Kyoko had ever been closely in danger of breaking were rules one and three and it had very nearly been on the same person, Sho. He was the only one that ever pissed her off enough to bite and not kill, fortunately she stopped herself before that ever happened. Rule three had very nearly been dashed against the rocks when she ran away to Tokyo with him. It was bad enough her mother had left because Kyoko was 'In Love' with the blond idiot and railed on and on about how he was her prince and she would marry him one day, he had finally shown his true colors to her and nipped that in the bud before she soiled her bloodline with him. So, perhaps she should actually thank him for it, but she really wasn't feeling that magnanimous at the moment as he stood before her and Momose-san.

"What do you want Fuwa-san?" She turned on her Chouko persona, thus shocking Momose-san a bit at the drastic personality shift and body language.

Sho rudely scoffed at her. "What do you think I'm doing here. The same as you."

Kyoko examined her nails boredly and then narrowed her gaze at him. "So, you're acting a part in Dark Moon and Recording the soundtrack?"

"Hmph. Like I have time for piss-ant stuff like that. I'm here to record my latest album." He bragged.

She rolled her eyes at him, then turned to follow Itsumi. "Unlike you I have actual work to do. Good day Fuwa-san. You should probably go, I think your mother... Oops, I mean your manager is looking for you." She smirked at the Freudian slip and she was delighted that he winced when she commented on the age of the woman that he was obviously bedding. Maybe if she could plant that little seed in his mind it could play a tiny bit of hell on him whenever he flirted with Shoko-san.

If it hadn't been for Yashiro's teasing, Ren would have been able to relax on this beautiful sunny day at the beach. Yashiro had heard two young men discussing the band Company of Wolves and how their singer Chouko, the cute, sexy one in their new video had taken up acting and a bit of modeling under the pseudonym of Kyoko. There had been a photo spread and interview with her in the magazine they were looking at. Then the teasing started. It was everything from her working with her former band-mates to how Fuwa had invaded the drama set.

Ren bristled at the thought of Fuwa and gave out a low almost inaudible growl and shocked the manager. "He's nothing more than an annoyance to her." Ren told him in a menacing whisper.

Yashiro stammered nervously. "Yeah but, you do know there is a thin line between love and hate."

"Not in this case. He's not even on the same level as she is. She'll never willingly go to him." Ren told him, remembering the four constant rules that had been drilled into him by his father when he was very young. "He's not even the same species as far as she's concerned." Ren slipped. Which was entirely true.

Yashiro sighed and took that to be an insult to Fuwa, not the truth. "Perhaps not according to him. He does tend to pop up most unexpectedly and it is Karuizawa."

Ren's grip tightened on the magazine he had been reading. He could only hope that her pack brothers would keep Fuwa from her.

It had been a very long time since she had enjoyed a nice steamy bath from a hot spring and this was turning out to be a nice, steamy, relaxing one... at least until Shoko Aki decided to show up.

Kyoko tensed up as the buxom woman greeted her and stepped into the bath.

"Oh... Um... Kyoko-chan?" She stammered a bit in shame and a bit embarrassed.

Kyoko narrowed her eyes at her. This is the woman that lied for the little rodent and stood by as he verbally and physically attacked her. Kyoko nodded to her in silence and went back to ignoring her.

"Kyoko-chan, I would like to apologize for Sho's behavior last time you two were together. He was under a lot of stress, with Vie Ghoul catching up to him so quickly. They can't possibly be that good, I mean where do they even get their music. They said they didn't write their own like Sho and it's been worrying him that they may be stealing from him or, another artist." She rambled on.

Kyoko let out a tiny barely audible growl and sighed. "My Onii-san's don't steal their music...My Onii-san's don't lie and they don't hit women... and my Onii-san's made it this far on their own merit." She told her moving closer with each phrase, finally coming to a stop in front of the woman. "I don't need or, want an apology from you. In fact, if you hadn't been fucking him... I wouldn't be where I am today but, I would greatly appreciate it if both you and he stay away from me and my Nii-sans." She breathed out in a low tone that sent shivers of dread down the woman's spine.

Shoko nodded mutely.

Kyoko turned and looked over her shoulder as she left. "Other than that... It was a pleasure meeting you Shoko-san. Have a nice evening." Her voice came out sweetly and cordial.

Kyoko took deep calming breaths in the changing room as she toweled off and put on her new yukata that she had bought for this trip. It was soft and made her feel like a pampered princess. She could feel the anger subside as the soft cloth caressed her skin. "Ah..." She sighed. "If they made everyone wear this there would be no wars." She giggled. "They would just feel too good."

She walked out into the lobby to find her brothers and Sho facing off.

"You look lovely this evening." Reino told her as he approached then draped an arm around her shoulder.

She blushed. "Thank you Nii-san." She smiled. They always went out of their way to make her feel special.

Sho yanked her away from Reino and hissed. "What are you doing? They aren't your brothers! You have no family and your mother left you! You just take in his compliments like you deserve them or, something. You're so plain and boring that you believe him?"

She pulled sharply from his grasp. "I don't need you to remind me of that woman and who I call family is none of your business. They are more family to me than you will ever even think of being." She growled in a low feral tone.

That's when Miroku and Reino noticed it. She was starting to change and he hoped to every deity that no one else noticed. They both quickly grabbed her and swept her from the room before Sho had the chance to notice. He had struck a very raw nerve at the mention of her mother and because of this, she needed to hunt with her pack.

She had been more irritated than she had been in her entire life. So much so, that she stripped her clothing as she walked and changed immediately as she entered the secluded area at the edge of the forest, leaving all five of her pack brothers gaping speechlessly at her angered immodesty and the delectable body that had been hidden beneath her yukata.

Miroku grabbed Reino's shoulder as the others gathered her sandals and garments. "Don't do it... He'll kill you if he finds out." Miroku warned and Reino knew exactly to whom he was referring.

Reino stood for a moment to calm himself and nodded. He knew that none of them were a match for the large male currently in Okinawa. He sighed in defeat. "You don't have to remind me. It's going to take more than what we can do to keep him away." He told him as felt the effect that the little female had on him.

Miroku nodded in agreement. "It's her choice."