I Want You To Want Me

Kouga cut through cars at top speed needing to escape from his office Kagura was a very persistent bitch when told no, no matter how many times he tried. He wasn't interested in her anymore now that he had Naru. It was starting to drive him a little loony being that Kagura was the last woman he slept with before he met his Naru. All the more reason to go home he had to call her anyway for a change in plans for their birthday outing a night time of sexy fun for him and her. Pulling up to his two story condo three bedroom floor to ceiling window located north of Kita Aoyama, a two bathroom all decorated marble and linoleum floor home was his.



The best part was the terrace in the master bedroom his master bedroom, the kitchen was but in stainless steel from the fridge to the oven large dining table rich mahogany with matching chairs. A small step way leading to his spacious living room, fluffy white carpet couch and love seat with a 60inch Phillips plasma screen television hung on the left side of the room as soon as you walk in. A rectangular glass table in the middle of the cashmere sofa and love seat with additional reclining chair. His house was pretty much big for only one person living in it but it was his home, costing him about 1,200,000 yen to have it, with additional funding to decorate it to his liking. It was a steal in his case with his own personal office designed for his needs he was happy.



Catching a quick glimpse of a S500 2011 Mercedes Benz in all black parked in his driveway, sighing inwardly as he parked behind it turning off the engine he knew who was in his house. He bought that car for him as a high school graduation present. Reaching across the passenger seat grabbing his briefcase, he stepped out of the car into the sweltering 90 degree heat. Being a demon made things pretty cool for him. Punching in his security code he unlocked the door stepping inside a breeze of cool air from the air condition ventilating through out his entire house, Kouga smirked smelling the scent of his adopted son. He was happy to see him here he rarely came over anymore, now that he lives in his own apartment downtown with his girlfriend. And there he was playing away at the new PS3 he bought for his angel's enjoyment. He'd been keeping up with the latest games buying a NBA one he found out that it wasn't that bad in fact he played it more often then usual the graphics on other game consoles.



He knew he was being ignored, Shippou's attention was on the basketball game. Just looking at him you'd never think that he used to be a scrawny little kid with a missing tooth. When he took him in to live at the age of twelve, Shippou was as tall as his knee with a attitude to spite. As time went by he grew into a wise young man his age calmed him greatly. In a pair of white Nikes and blue jean shorts his athletic body was encased in a white muscle shirt. Sitting in a reclining chair with his feet propped up on the glass table. He was a inch taller then Kouga, head full of flaming red hair braided to his waist, his well built form left him with hard lean abs, cut biceps, and muscular calf's made him perfect. The light pigment of his eyes were a splash of green shaded in a deep emerald attached to dark long lashes, all due to his concealment spell.



He had never been one of those shy kids growing up, quite the opposite, every now and then Shippou would voice his opinion on things he didn't agree with resulting in them arguing. He could admit at times it was a little hard raising the little monster from puberty on up in the girl department, that became a different story being the son of a ladies man turned him into a heart breaker following behind Kouga's footsteps.



Twenty- two and still growing into adulthood, his features grew to be more manly but, he never lost his boyish good looks with added charm. His powers as an vampire demon used to lure gullible girls his age sometimes grown women here and there during his teen stage, after playing the role of shy gentlemen giving the victim the infamous bad boy grin got them all the time.



Next thing you know he'd be digging their backs out like a man starved for days. Also there had been times when Kouga caught him in the act having one of the many girls he'd bring home in... certain sexual positons. Walking in on him in his hallway bathroom when he only sixteen was when it happened. It was awkward since he kept drilling the poor girl from behind with him still standing in the doorway in shock, after that disturbing scene he had to say something about the situation this was only the second time he had to lay down the law for his son. When they were alone at the dinner table a daily routine of his, he was going to lead their way to having a normal family talk.



Flashback:



Eight years ago





In a newly made, stainless steel kitchen, remodeled to his liking cost him a bundle, he turned the fire off the stove placing to steaks on one plate. Demons didn't need to eat on a daily bases, but was about that time for nutritious food to fill his body, especially with another mouth to feed. Shippou wasn't matured as if yet, at sixteen he was still a growing boy he needed meat more then he did, all male's at this stage of puberty needed to eat more for strength. The two steaks were for him. Opening the fridge to take out a bottle of wine for himself. Wiping his hands he dried them with a paper towel moving over to set the table.



Kouga frowned. It was seven on the dot and Shippou wasn't at the dinner table like he asked earlier after their son to father talk of locking the door when he was busy. Sighing to himself, he trudged out the kitchen walking upstairs to his room the door second from his office.



Kouga knocked softly. “Yea!” He shouted behind the close door



“Shippou, come downstairs please dinner is ready.” Kouga began to undo his long braid, loosening his hair, while whipping the long locks over his shoulder. He walked away heading downstairs he entered the kitchen putting two plates on the table.



As soon as he was done his adopted son walked in the kitchen. At six foot three his slighty big frame wore slimming blue Rocawear jeans and matching tee shirt with a pair of yellow construction timberlands. A blue Yankees baseball cap covered his wild carrot colored hair. It hung almost passed the middle of his back.



Shippou smiled at the delicious meal prepared for him thankful that his adopted father knew how to cook. While Kouga sat quietly waiting for him to finish his daily ritual. He unfolded his napkin placing it on his lap. Kouga was used to Shippou's need to drink blood from now and again hense the empty package where the steaks were in.



Hiis head tilted back as he downed the remaining blood left inside. Belching, he threw the package away in the garbage and opened the fridge grabbing a bottle of water, then he took a seat across from Kouga.



Kouga frowned at his table manners. “Hat off at the table, son.”



“Yes sir.” Shippou took it off and began cutting his steak.



“How was school today?”



“Same as usual.”



“Your teacher called, he said their having try outs for the varsity football team, are you thinking of signing up?”



“I'll think about it.”



“Only wanted to know, just so I can remind you not to use so much of your demon energy.”



“Gotcha.”



“Have anything planned for tonight?”



“There's this movie I wanted to see and this girl is taking me so...”



“I sure do hope your using condoms?”



“I'm not spreading my demon seed around so don't worry yourself.”



“Cool. When your homework is done, you can go. Oh please remember to try and be home at somewhat of a timely fashion.”



“Sure whatever you say.”



"Soo. About that girl you were, uh, with earlier the other day. Just out of curiousity how old is she?" Kouga said while taking a bite of his steak he never looked up to speak to him.



"Don't start chewing my ass about her age old man. God. She's legal I just so happen to suggest that she get a bigger cup size, something along the lines of a D.” Shippou said taking a sip of his of water putting the glass down he grinned baring a white fang at his adoptive's father's doubting expression.



"Legal Shippou?"



"Yea, she's twenty one."



"You never seize to amaze me." Wiping his mouth with a napkin he continued."Does she know how old you are?" He nodded a yes with a small smile perfected by years of training. Kouga sighed looking at him with a bland expression.



Then he broke in to a full on grin. "You really are the man. Damn boy I taught you good. Those fucking things looked real at first peep." He laughed with the same set of white fangs as his son.



"I bet they felt like the real thing too, huh Shippou?" His blood red eyes gleaming with pride of male bonding. Shippou reminded him of his self when he was younger.



Putting his fork down he was interested in knowing more put in a harmless suggestion with the current woman he was sleeping with. "Fuck yea, they felt like the real thing she told me her plastic surgeon is the best in the city. He gave her a great bargain at that." Shippou informed gleaming with male arrogance that his surrogate father was interested in his story.



End Flashback:







"Fuck me in the ass!”



Breaking out of his repose upon hearing Shippou's foul language another thing he picked up as a child growing up around Kouga. Being the man that he was would say it from time to time in front of him he was new to the whole father role. He used to say it constantly and it bothered adults they weren't into the way they acted with each other like buddies then father and son. Being the one would argue his motto "Let boys be boys" didn't go so well. Shippou was expelled the third day of school he went to a private school so it didn't work out. How he missed those days sometimes.



Clearing his throat Kouga loosened his tie. "Why, what do I owe the privilege of your presence here Shippou my son?" Dropping his briefcase on the kitchen counter he moved to the fridge for a bottle of water. Stepping down to the living room area standing over the coffee table pushing shippous feet off. Sighing he flopped down next to him placing the bottle of water on the table picking up the other controller.



"Since you asked dad, I did rob a couple banks in the last twenty four hours, nothing serious though that needs to be an issue." His grin showing a row of pearly teeth punching buttons for two player mode. Snatching Kouga's bottle of water in the other drinking every last drop, he let out a loud burp. Kouga watched in dismay sighing in annoyance for Shippou had no manners.



"What's the system for old man? Not getting enough entertainment in the bedroom, I'm surprised?" Shippou asked pushing his hair behind his pointed ear, while taking off his concealment spell.



Kouga grimaced, looking at him blow his fluffy bangs away from his eyes. "I wish you'd stop calling me that.”



“Sorry pop, it's a habit.”



“Hn. And I didn't think it would cause such concern that I have one. And you look like you need a hair cut." Taking his pack of cigarettes out, and lighting one he blew out a ring of his smoke through his nose knowing he was caught regardless if shippou didn't ask about the system.



“Sorry the hair cut ain't happenin',”



"Soon you won't be able to see with all that hair in your eyes." Kouga replied keeping his eyes on the screen.



These talks were natural to kouga when shippou used to live here he remembered when he was twelve he would always ask him things and he would be able to answer it no problem that was one thing he did kouga never lied to shippou. He was a very bright kid growing up his teachers would tell him he was a exceptional student giving out awards that whole thing. Kouga offered shippou his pack of cigarette's taking a quick glance at what was in his hand he shook his head no.



Kouga was surprised, "When did you stop smoking?" He'd known Shippou to copy everything he did and smoking was one of them.



"Uh, about a month ago, I stopped for Elena. The smell makes her sick so I don't do it anymore."



"That's good. I'm impressed you could quit after so long. And you haven't had the urge for one?"



"Oh yea, plenty of times. But don't get me wrong it hasn't been easy, and it didn't bother me as much either, when your banded from your own bedroom. I like sleeping in the same bed with my woman."



"Ookay, you've lost me?" Kouga frowned in confusion.



"Sorry. We made a bet to see if I could stop smoking for two weeks. On one condition, I had to accomplish this truthfully or I'd have to sleep on the couch for the next two weeks.” He sighed, “And I can't see myself not being in the same bed without her for less then a day. So in the end I cut cold turkey."



"Man, your pussy whipped but it's kind of cute young love and all." Kouga broke out in a fit of laughter.



"Whatever old man laugh it up." A light blush stained his nose and cheeks he kept his eyes on the television screen. Kouga knew as soon as he saw Elena stand at the his door many years ago with the most breathtaking smile he'd ever seen on woman. He knew his son would love this woman forever. Eternity had no bounds to him when it came to his soul mate.



"That reminds me, did you go to your physic class today your professor left a message, telling me you had a report that was due today." Kouga asked ideally keeping up his conversation while pushing buttons franticly on his controller.



"I went to class today that's why I didn't show up for work I had finals, a report to hand in, and I did on time so everything is under control." Shippou assured him keeping his eyes glued to the screen he spoke again his voice dropping an octave. "I do have a puzzling question that I need to bring to your attention."



"And just what would that question be?" Kouga said regarding the red headed boy next to him knowing he was walking into a trap.



"I wanted to know, who's pink Hello Kitty watch does this belong to? Now the only girl I've brought here is E and she doesn't wear Hello Kitty watches so all eyes point to you?" Dumping the tiny watch on the table he paused the game putting the controller on his lap surveying Kouga's features Shippou waited for an answer knowing he had to be right. "Now I wonder what kind of girl your dating who sports a watch like that?" Propping a arm on the back of the couch he waited.



"Playing super sleuth today, huh son?" Kouga knew it was coming. So putting out his cigarette while blowing out a stream of smoke through his nose he waited.



"I do have my moments."



"Oh I have no doubts about that Shippou my boy. Hey, when is Elena coming back to Tokyo she must miss you like crazy being away in New York and all?" Kouga said changing the subject quickly.



Shippou's vivacious mate, Elena Garcia, was his one and only. They first met, about two years ago his freshman year in college. When he told Kouga of his love interest, he'd been mildly surprised since it was he who predicted he would follow in his footsteps of a God among women. But he caught sight of a twenty five year old goddess in a pink tutu. His life changed for the better after that. Let's begin it had been a icy and cold February, snow fell in last night and blanketed the streets up to four inches. His roommate Hiten Yomi decided to pick-up his girlfriend Mika from ballet practice because his car couldn't get through the snow. It was a two hour drive from campus to the Kushinami dance studio. The only reason Shippou was even considering going to a fruity place like that was because Hiten was being persistent on making him come outside. Well he got fed up with his nagging and said yes to shut him up. He had a report due and a test to study for so a break would be good for him right about now.



Grabbing his leather jacket, scarf and gloves, they both left out. Entering the place, he noted there were a lot of grown men, around his age, walking in tights like if it were the most natural thing to do and that disturbed him. And, ready to run away, he headed back stage to search for the whereabouts of his friend searching the dressing rooms.



He spotted Mika's door, knocking once only to hear Hiten tell him to come back in another five minutes, Shippou frowned because he knew what that meant. Fustrated he put his hands in his pockets walking to the front of the stage to wait for him. Again he was five seconds away from leaving and waiting in the car if he saw another dude in tights walked by him.



Making up his mind, he swiftly moved to the front of the stage and stopped suddenly, as if he were rooted to the floor itself. His vision caught sight of one long smooth leg held high in the air. Then, it disappeared to be replaced by a slender arm as he moved closer, his heart skipped a beat for a split second when he smelled jasmine and vanilla.



Shippou stepped in view to the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. She was absolutely gorgeous, her body was sin and he was hooked from the very beginning. He stood quietly just watching her, she looked perfect, practicing in tight black spandex that clung to every delicious curve her body. His demon's blood simmered seeing her turn back to him. She twirled around and he got a glimpse of her face, God, what a face, with a head full of brown curly hair ending at the middle of her back. It was game, set, and match.



He had been thinking about her ever since that day. Two weeks from that encounter as luck may have it, the god's smiled upon him and he so happened to run into her again. This time she was alone in Tokyo's art museum. The reason he came was to actually go to the museum for research for his visual arts class. But plans change. Though he didn't approach her because he didn't want to look like a desperate stalker. Shippou waited for a few minutes to see where she'd stop and look at something that interested her. She looked so gorgeous with her auburn curls laying over her shoulders. She had on grey spandex a pair of gray UGGs and a gray sweater.



Watching her carefully, he finally had her. She was studying a abstract sculpture to the left of him as he walked by and that's when he introduced himself.



God it was getting pretty hard not to look at her ass. "Wow. This sculpture looks like a gym teacher I had in high school freshman year no less." He hoped like hell she got his joke.



She laughed, then looked at him with a pretty smile. Her hazel eyes were watching his face. "I'm sorry this particular artwork reminds you of such a horrbile memory." Sweet God in heaven. She had a accent. A sexy as hell accent. Was it Spanish? No. Could it be Italian?



He took a slight breath and smiled back liking her more then he should. "Yea I heard repressed memories are good for the soul or something. My name is Shippou Harashi. I come here sometimes for my visual arts class." She pushed her curly hair away from her face and held her hand out towards him. Shippou's inner demon was hollering for joy.



He shook her hand and tiny flames raced through his body. "It's nice to meet you Shippou. My name is Elena Garcia. I flew here about two years ago from Italy. I study at Tokyo University, but, I'm sad to say I've never seen you before. Just enrolled?" Oh man. Her accent was like erotic chocolate I think I might melt.



He licked his lips and noticed she was watching the action. He grinned big. "Uh, yea I enrolled two months ago. Why you haven't seen me is because I live on campus with my roomate Hiten. And I have seen you though."



She couldn't help but be drawn in by his deep voice. "Oh and where have you seen me Shippou?"



Shippou thought her lips were perfect plump, pink, and delicious looking. "My roomates girlfriend dances at Kushinami. And I must say your a very beautiful dancer."



Elena blushed never hearing a guy tell her she was a beautiful dancer before. "Thank you. I uh, like to dance sometimes after my classes are over. It's no big deal."



"I think your amazing, Elena. Can I be frank for a moment?"



She laughed liking how cute he was. "Sure, Shippou. What's on your mind?"



"Well I'd like to take you out to get some hot chocolate after this, if it's okay with you."



Elena couldn't deny he was extremely attractive. His face and body were made for modeling."Um, I don't see why not."



Shippou wanted to touch her so bad but thought maybe he'd wait and see where this would go. "Great. I know this place where they make the sweetest hot chocolate known to man. It'll blow your mind E." She shook her head and laughed again. Elena found him charming, even after he just gave he a nickname like they were close friends rather then aquaintances.



There had been nothing but sexual tension between them and about two years after he fell in love with her. Three inches short of his chin, elena was class and confidence, which made her irresistible to him. Just thinking about her made his skin get goosebumps, her body was unique and it came from practicing had paid off leaving her with firm rounded breasts that fit his hands perfectly exercising daily gave her a tight flat stomach with a heart shaped ass that won't quit.



He wasn't a big fan of ballet thinking the men at the shows were quote fucking fairies. That didn't stop his woman leaving him powerless at times whenever he'd visit, she'd look at him with those big doe eyes begging him to come to see her perform. The first time Shippou went to see Elena dance on stage literally took his breath away, he knew ballerina's were graceful and poised but not like her. Her emotions were put into her movements dancing in sequence with the orchestra music for all to see showing everyone that she truly loved to dance. Growing up a well educated rich girl who was breed in etiquette didn't appeal to him it was her character the girl next door type, trusting in others. Finding this out a year and a half into dating complicated things for him, shippou didn't want to fuck her because she was special in a way that no other girl had been. So a month after that year he tried to keep her away from him, he thought keeping his distance would help there friendship.



He told her what he was his sophomore year to her senior. It was a nasty thunder storm when he told her one shippou wouldn't forget. They had just came from a party at one of his friends apartment. In retrospect he wasn't too happy with the fact that his girlfriend lived so far from him knowing men would probably try and get into her pants and that didn't sit well with him. He moved out of the room he shared with Hiten and rented out his own place five blocks away from campus. Kouga was pretty persistent in wanting to buy him something bigger, or paying for his rent for as long as he was attending school. Which he sadly declined, because it felt good to work and take care of himself. Kouga had money out the wazoo but shippou didn't like taking advantage of his kindness. Besides Kouga knew he had a girlfriend but what he didn't know is she was going to be his mate very soon probably even tonight. So he knew if Elena was the only one his demon wanted. He would have to tell her his mating urges were beating down the door with a force to be reckoned with.