I Want You To Want Me

Flashback:



A humid august night, at two in the morning thunder roared through the sky as they ran through the rain to shippou's apartment lobby ducking inside to get out of the down pour. was even muggier inside the lobby entrance taking a long walk through an narrow hallway to the stairwell of the private complex. He felt cool from the sudden down pour soaking everything he had on, hearing the squeaky sound of his blue and white nike's made. It's been one year now they've been friends and another year they have been offically dating. And the first time they've slept together about four months ago. Unfortunately Elena was still in the dark about his true identity plus it was driving him crazy, physically, he never knew how hard it could be to try to withhold a concealment spell while having sex. Soon he was going to slip and then would come the questions. The only remedy to his problem was to withstand the urge to sleep with her. Shippou tried it once and it only made things worst. Besides she deserved to know if she loved him like he knew she did then telling her should be a breeze...right?



"Damn, that sudden shower came right out of left field huh. You okay back there babe?" Shippou asked running up the staircase to the last floor he turned his head around to check on Elena, his dripping hair soaking his face and body.



"Yea I'm fine. Sabotage on my new eight hundred dollar dress though. Furthermore, I've concluded that Sam Champion didn't mention it was going to rain in the forecast today, which is strange to me because he's the friggin weatherman." She remarked softly in her Italian accent as she squeezed the water out of her hair angry her dress was ruined. The pink vera wang dress ended above her knees, and due to the water now was transparent to the eye and Shippou knew that and didn't have the heart to tell her. Liking the view of her curvy shape.



"That goes to show you. Sam is a fucking lair." Shippou replied with a small smirk he loved hearing that laugh her sweet voice was melodious. Coming to a stop at his apartment door while pulling a key out of his damp pocket unlocking it he stepped inside.



"I'm going to be a minute drying off Shippou so don't wait for me." Searching the wall for the light switch elena toed off her peach colored four inch heel sandals. She huffed knowing her blow-dryer will be in good use for tonight.



"Elena, leave the light off, I have something important to tell you." He said quickly.



"Why do you want the lights off? I won't be able to see you in the dark if your going to tell me something." She pointed out rubbing her arms shivering because of the built-in AC was on full blast.



He moved closer to her. "Because it'll make me feel less nervous." He was trying to prepare himself for the worst possibilities when he tells her his dark secret.



He was crazy in love with her and she deserved to know. To know everything. "Are you alright?" Elena gave him a gentle frown, reaching out to him. His concealment spell had dissipated so he was able to see her clearly.



He reached for her hand, taking it in his, he placed it over his chest where his heart was, "I'm fine...you see I haven't told anyone else about this, so I need to know that you'll still love me no matter what." He confided to her, bringing his free hand up to cup her cheek, he caressed the soft skin with the pad of his thumb.



"Are you sure your feeling well; tell me what's wrong with you?" Elena was concerned about his strange behavior. She knew he still had nightmares, his parents dying left a scar behind and she didn't want him to feel like he was alone.



"Just answer me. Will you always love me no matter what?"



"Of course Shippou with my last breath."



"Good cause I'ma-a...Dammit."



"I'm not human, I'm a demon disguising myself as one." He said this slowly, making sure she understood every word.



With his red eyes he made out what her expression was, how confused as hell she looked. "Your a what?"



"I'm a vampire demon. But, I only look like a human because it's a disguise. A spell." He repeated again.



"What?" She had to ask again, unsure of what she just heard.



"I said I'm a vampire demon." Shippou stated firmly cupping her cheek lovingly he could see very clearly in the darkened apartment, the doubtful expression on her face told him so.



"You can't be telling the truth...right?" She didn't hear a sound from him just his steady breathing letting her know he was still there. It was starting to get a little creepy.



Now, it was time for her to ask, even if it sounded ridiculous to her ears, "How long have you, I guess, been like this?" Elena looked perplexed, she thought he'd gone crazy for sure.



"I was born this way. I didn't want to tell you when we first met because I knew you'd probably freak out and never give me chance to be with you." Shippou said with unconditional love for the woman standing in front of him.



"This is kind of... hard to believe. Your not lying to me are you because this isn't a very funny joke." Shippou was feeling uncomfortable, uncomfortable because he didn't know why he felt that way.



Stepping away from her while asking her to close her eyes. Shippou turned the light switch on beside her. When the living room was lit he still kept his eyes down not sure if he should show her. Taking a deep breath, he told her to open her eyes anyway. Hugging herself with one arm, her body cold from the blowing air conditioner added to her damp clothes that were sticking to her body, were not helping her get warm. She could see his face lowered, keeping his eyes hidden from view by his long bangs. Raising her free arm and tucking her hand under his chin, she uplifted his head, but, as soon as she thought his emerald eyes would be staring back at her. They weren't, in fact, his eyes bled, a rich red. It startled her, slowly inching away from him, her back met the wall.



He let out slow sigh, "I'm not going to hurt you." Shippou assured her by smoothing a clawed hand to her cheek the pad of his thumb rubbing in circles.



"Y-your eyes, there not green anymore...there red?" She had spent many a sleepless night's gazing into those emerald green eyes of his, and now, they've been replaced somehow.



Elena became spell bound by his new appearance, she looked, completely shocked, and stunned to actually witness her so called boyfriend's ears, literally, poke out through the red silk of his hair on either side of his handsome head. The claw like hands he had looked like they could cut better then a sharp knife slicing through butter.



Her hazel eyes inspected his face like a kid's science project, “Baby,” His voice low, a velvet soothing caress. That had got her attention, “My...people have these color eyes for nocturnal purposes, such as stealth. Bat demons are born this way.”



Good God. "Do-do you, all of you, um drink blood like in the movies?" She caught a startling glimpse of a tongue snaking out to poke the tip of his, elongated fang.



He smiled at her softly, amused by the wheels churning in that beautiful little head of hers, "No, my love. I personally haven't had a taste of real blood since I was an adolescent." So she was stereotyping him to Dracula, of course that had to be her first question. She still looked a little on edge, so he further detailed his next answer the best way he could.



"I'm sort of a different breed of bat or vampire. I don't need blood to live. That's one." Cautiously, and very slowly he moved a step closer to her until she could feel the heat radiate off his body.



Elena felt her back touch the wall opposite to the only means of escape. They were in his narrow hallway and she needed some space, space from his imitating form and his eyes. Now, that his secret was out, the man looked ten times sexier then before. With those beautiful red colored eyes, showed her how much he desired her and her alone. She fell into his enthrallment without so much as a slither of energy on his part. Elena felt his hand glide over cheek and her eyes filled with curious desire for what he could really do with those clawed hands. She shivered not from the cold air but from the familiar look in his eyes.



Her gaze slid away from his, "I-I didn't hear you correctly. I thought you said you were a vampire? Aren't you suppose to have something like holy water or garlic that can kill you, we've even been outside in the daylight...in the bright sun." Shippou laughed out loud at her inquiry, as she feigned innocence on her behave, wanting something other then talk. What she was feeling right now, ruled her judgment in this case.



"None of that stuff implies to me. So you don't have to worry but what I can tell you is I only drink it for a a couple of reasons."



He stared at her look at him clutching her arms for warmth to continue. "When the mood strikes so to speak, this was centuries ago, we'd usually fight one another. The price for the loser in battle was that, all their blood would be drained for the victory, the adrenaline rush does that to young males coming into adulthood." Clearing his throat he continued on to the bomb dropper blushing lightly he ventured on. "The uh, the other reason we take blood, is... during sex it's common for us, to exchange blood with our chosen partner...to heighten the pleasure." Shippou looked at her through the bangs of his wispy flame red hair waiting for her reaction to the savage way his kind like to show physically how they felt for one another. "Look I know it's a little...”



“How many centuries ago did demons come here?" Shippou raised an eyebrow at how she didn't ask about the sex part.



"Uh...I'm about, four hundred and twenty two, so...”



“Shippou Harashi, your four hundred and twenty-two years old,.”



“I'm not that old, look will you let me finish before you cut my head off.”



“Whatever.”



“Yes. That's how old I actually am but that's not what you asked me. And you didn't let me explain, either. For the most part, there are such things as demons, my love. A variety of them roam around Tokyo as we speak. You've probably run into a couple and didn't know they weren't what they seemed.”



“How can you do that.” She looked upset, trying to digest every thing at once, “Change like that; I've known you for two and half years and you've never once looked like...like this.”



“I'm sorry I deceived you, it wasn't my choice when first meeting you.”



“But why did you have to lie for so long...even after we...after we made love, more then once mind you so I have every right to be angry with you.”



“Point taken. I'm a bad man.” He rubbed her arm in a comforting gesture, “Do I still frighten you, Elena?” He ignored her slight spike in scent and focused on her instead.



She sighed, how could you be scared of that face, I mean, seriously. “No, I'm not scare anymore just, surprised is all.” What she wanted to tell him was the love she had for could never make her frighten of him. Quite the opposite, she found Shippou to be the sexiest, most attractive man in the world, but she wasn't about to let him know that-not with his bossy ways.



Suddenly, her pretty face frowned, “Does Kouga know about what you are? Then just as fast another thought came to mind, “You were adopted, right?”



“Well, back then adopting wasn't heard of. Kouga, saw me alone and took me in.



“He's a demon, too.” Her eyes shot up like fireworks. “He's a vampire demon?”



Shippou smiled lovingly and nodded a yes to her question, he then, leaned forward and so softly kissed the tip of her nose, “My memory recalls that Kouga found me in a large forest. Filled with things you couldn't even imagine. Right here, in Tokyo, when I was about twelve he found me hiding in a rotting tree trunk, afraid he was one of those things I didn't want to run into at night.”



“You must've been so scared being on your own at such a young age?”



“Yes. I was back then. My birth parents, as I can only remember some bits and parts of them. My mother was as beautiful as can be with a warm smile that always made me feel safe. My father was strong and stern, we were peaceful but we were demons that worked for our keep. My father would take me to help him make sure his tea leaf field was tended to, daily. Everyday my family kept to themselves until they were murdered by a bunch of humans right in front of me, I was eight and I was left alone to fend for myself. For about five years.”



“Your mother and father died when you were eight?” She looked up to his face and saw the evidence of his past, the thin scar that crossed the right side of his cheek.



“Yes they were.” She wrapped her arms around his waist and absorbed the heat of his body, “I'd never meant to hurt your feelings, Elena.” His hand stroke the back of her shoulder length curls, holding her close.



She couldn't help but love him more. He had been through so much. “I'm not angry with you. Just let me get use to this.”



“If you want to know more all you have to do is ask. I promise to never keep anything else from you again.”



She smiled and looked up to him, the sight of him took her breath away. He was so beautiful, his eyes were amazing. So intense, clear red orbs that shamed the color of ruby gems. She held him tighter, "So that must explain the growling you do.” He blushed, surprised she noticed, “You do it to show the emotions you feel?”



He nodded, watching his fingers trail down the perfect skin of her face. "Our bodies as a demon benefit us; for insistence, we have highly developed sensory faculties, that allow us to hone in on any sense we desire. Be it smell, sight, taste, touch or sound....” Elena was intrigued with that bit of information, “And to have those abilities can tell me when your aroused even when you don't show it.” The corner of his mouth curved into a smile. “Which leads me to react, hens, why I growl as you say." The smell she was giving off proving his point, she hit his chest for being lead into that one.



“So you can always know when I want you?”



“Yes.”



"That is very interesting." Her voice fluttered softly,as she leaned back against the wall she began to strip out of her bra and dress letting it drop to the floor to pool around her feet. She was seducing him and he fell for it.



She took hold of his hand and placed it over her heart, “Touch me.” She whispered and ignored his low growl, probably a warning not to provoke him. He looked at her ripe breasts bare to his view and slid that hand to her nipple, erect from the cold air filtering through his apartment.



“I could break you in this form, Elena. Why are you playing games with me?” He whispered back. And her long smooth legs stepped out of the dress pooled around her feet.



She stood before him in nothing but a pair of black bikini underwear. “I'm curious, how, I make you feel when you smell my scent?" As soon as her body touched his arms wrapped around her small waistdrawing her against him.



Her hands slid under the cotton material to tease his skin. “What are you up to, my beautiful ballernia?” She lowered her gaze and dragged the hem of his shirt up past his stomach.



“Answer my question first.” Her nails lightly scraped against smooth quivering skin.



He shuddered when she began to outline the waistband of his jeans. "Your smell makes me crazy, every time, you come near me." He helped her lift the tee shirt up and over his head suddenly feeling like his body was on fire.



Dropping it to lay on the floor forgotten. Elena worshiped his body with her hands, his hard abs and chest were what she loved about his physical the most. He was perfection with the body of a Greek god. The sudden impulse to have him never felt this, intense, up until now. Her small hands explored his body eagerly, making the muscles of his stomach quiver and flex at will. Dipping his head down, he gazed at her through heavy lidded eyes, the way she was touching his body like she'd never seen it before. He let his eyes close briefly for a few seconds in content bliss, up till, he felt the familiar heat of her tongue move over one of his nipples.



He hissed. Litterally. "Naughty girl, your turned on by this and here I thought you'd be terrified to tears." Shippou chuckled, hugging her small frame close to his warm body. His nose buried in her hair and he smiled feeling good to have her with him. Elena had other plans though with her sexy demon she wanted more of him. Her body was craving it like a drug.



"Maybe. Since you know, you should let me show you how turned on I am." Elena leaned away she wanted to make love to him the urge sending pleasant jolts of desire between her legs. She slid her half naked body down his lean chest and stomach deliberately brushing her hard nipples against him. A strained groan filled the quiet apartment, his response, with crimson hooded eyes dared her to make the first move. He was turned on of course but amused also. Quietly watching her tip her head up to smile, she bit her lip, then knelt completely in front of him just mere inches away from the most raging erection he ever had. His breath held, when the exquisite touch of her hands brushed against his skin in search of his belt buckle, undoing the strap and letting the damp jeans pool around his ankle. He snarled as she stroked his aching sex through the cotton material of his boxers, she gripped him softly and he lost it. His balance slightly unstable as he leaned forward bracing his weight on the wall behind her. He growled in warning for a long night ahead of them and she didn't seem to hear or care, busy stroking his need. He got a nose full of her sweet arousal, rising whenever he'd groan or plead for more. His demon form didn't make it any easier on his aching body either. He'd have to mate with her before the night was through, it couldn't be helped. The way her tongue swirled so gently around the head of his cock had his head swimming. And believe it or not Shippou didn't want to rush into things without letting her be aware of what was to come.



She stopped abruptly, and tenderly, kissed the tip of his swelling length. Her hand kept a gentle but firm stroking rhythm around his manhood, "Now about what you've just told me.” He moaned low, when she squeezed him hard, drawing a shiver from him as well. “You can smell whenever I'm hot for you on contact am I correct, Shippou?”



He nodded slowly, his eyes flashed with desire. "I see. Well then,” She leaned closer holding the base of his cock she slid half of him inside her mouth and hummed her appreciation to finally taste him. He moaned louder this time, his left hand left the wall to tangle in her hair, desperate to keep her there. She took hold of that hand hoping to make him let go of the strong grip he had so she could play at wll, he growled of course but his hand loosened some. You can tell he doesn't like to be teased.



“Tell me.” Her lips rubbed playfully against the tip, “What do I smell like now?" She whispered the question, with her soft and sexy Italian accent turning him on like a light switch.



He gazed at her leeringly, giving off a rakish grin. "You smell like. You want me to fuck you until you beg for mercy." Gnawing sexily on his kissable bottom lip calmly showing a white fang for added effect, telling her that's exactly what he was going to do before the night is over. The game she was playing, made him more then happy to take the bait.



She laughed sexily, turning her face up to give him a wanton smile. "Your nose is good. But can you guess what I'm going to do to you right now?"



He slowly nodded no, pretending he didn't have a clue when actually he did. "I'm going to taste every last inch of you.” And just like that the growling increased in volume as she took his thick girth into her hand. Her tongue slid out to graze the slit, then her mouth closed around the head gently sucking while massaging the base. He couldn't hold back the snarl when he felt her teeth scrap lightly.



She loved sucking her man off because she knew he'd always return the favor in full. His head lowered, he had to bit his lip to stop the urge to ram his cock in her sexy little mouth. That's what he wanted to do. His hand went to her head again, this time he had a fist full of her dark curls tugging her face forward in a silent request. She moaned and obeyed his command, consuming his cock in her mouth, stuffing as much as she could while sucking hard, then letting him go with a loud pop. She continued to do this until she was greedily drinking every ounce of cum he expelled. Afterward, they rutted like animals in heat, he fucked Elena senseless against the wall in his living room. Then, on his kitchen table, pausing only to let her recover, while he kissed all the nasty bite marks that he gave her. He licked the tiny pricks of his mating mark and carried her to their bedroom making love until the sun rose. As the relationship grew he thought the sex couldn't get any better.



End flashback





"Don't fucking feed me that bullshit." Shippou replied.



"What are you talking about!"



"Answer the goddamn question your diverting by changing the subject, pops. Have you finally snapped and lured naive young girls here for a quick snack or what?" Shippou argued standing up he walked to the fridge taking a frozen slice of pizza out.



"No, you idiot. You know, for someone with a 4.0 grade average you sure are dumb." Kouga replied placing his controller on the table inhaling his cigarette eying shippou he knew he was interrogating him about the watch.



"I'm not inane old man, either your kidnapping young women or your fucking someone whom likes Hello Kitty and she left her watch on your couch." Shippou snapped back with a smug grin reaching up to open the cabinet taking a plate out his muscles flexing through his shirt with every move.



"Alright Shippou I give.” Kouga confessed, “Since you just have to know everything I am seeing someone and yes that is her watch she left here not too long ago." He waited for his reaction to the news.



"Damn, I'm good it's about time you've stopped being a male gigolo and started having a steady relationship." Shipou replied happy his surrogate father was dating finally hearing a loud buzz he took his pizza out of the microwave.



"When did you become my father." Kouga snorted raising his eyebrow.



"When I grew up and learned from you about the birds and the bees." Shippou said seating himself next to Kouga he took a bite of his pizza.



"What's her name?" Shippou asked still chewing his food.



"Morisato, Naru." Kouga said cool and composed he wasn't ready to tell Shippou how old she was just yet.



"She has a pretty name when do I meet her?" He asked



"Maybe today, I'm taking her out somewhere for her birthday."



"Even taking her out on a date she must be the one."



"What's with you, I don't fall in love so quickly like you boy I'm more aware of what's happening to my body."



"Uh huh well, unlike you when I found out I was in love I knew it. Your still in the first stages of denial."



Kouga paused mid-sentence ready to argue with him when he heard his phone ring glancing at his watch he cursed it was three already knowing it had to be her. "Hold that thought." Moving fast upstairs to his room Kouga snatched the phone a small smile on his face hearing Naru's soft voice on the other line.



"Hi Kouga I hope I didn't interrupt anything."



"No it's okay. I was just talking to Shippou and lost track of time I'm sorry I didn't call you."



"Oh it's okay."



"Happy birthday Naru"



"Thank you Kouga. My sister flew in from London and I'm currently getting my hair done. So it seems I'm going to be here for awhile shopping stuff like that and I..."



"Wanted to know when I'm picking you up." Kouga laughed smiling.



"Uh yea but you don't have to come and get me my sister is going to drive."



"Well okay how about this when your finished with your birthday shopping spree come over and will see what you want to do from there."



"Okay. See you soon."



"Bye angel." Hanging up Kouga grinned excited that Naru was finally going to see his special gift he bought for her taking Sesshoumaru's advice he got her a necklace the drive over here.



"So that was her?" Shippou said with a grin leaning against the door frame with his hands in his pockets.



"How long have you been standing there?" Kouga asked



"Not long. So that was her huh?"



"Yes it was."



"Can't wait to meet her. She better be as fine as wine or I'm laughing in your face." Shippou remarked teasing.



"You won't be disappointed I assure you." Kouga said with a frown at his teasing knowing now that he was standing there longer then what he just said.



"That's what I like to hear pop keep that pimp hand strong. Anywho, let's get back to another game so I can beat your sorry ass San Antonio spurs." Shippou said walking away from his door way.



"I do recall, several minutes ago Tony Parker did a behind the backboard dunk over Yao Ming's buzz cut. Your teams down by five I have confidence you won't be winning anytime soon, but if you insist." He stated casual as ever for his competitive drive was brought back at the mocking glare Shippou gave him all too ready to make Kouga eat his own words.