I Want You To Want Me

At Kougar’s home in his private office, looked like a war-zone, scattered meager contracts and investment polls and stock receipts from his bank. His hair tied back. He'd been frowning now for about two hours trying to figure out why his bank didn't get the fax of his account. Leaned back in his leather arm rest, rubbing the bridge of his nose he listened to his accountant's useless excuse for not having the paperwork done when told, he should fire him, but he didn't think he could his human accountant Setsuna Matsui had two healthy young boys and a fabulous wife and an ultra fabulous condominium west of here. So...you can see the predicament, plus they had invited him to a cookout a couple of months ago and he didn't have the heart to fire the poor sap.



"I don't care how you do it. Just fax those fucking documents to the bank now!" Kouga growled at the frightened young man on the other line, he had to at least show some kind a reprimand.



"Yes Sir! I really am truly sorry, for m-my incompetence; it won't happen again the account will be sent right away." The young accountant spoke hurriedly, hoping Kouga wouldn't fire him for his stupidity.



"Don't be sorry Setsuna, have it completed immediately or your fired." Kouga replied with a snarl, a harmless threat, before he hung up on him.





Rubbing his temples, while letting lose an exasperated sigh, his eyes glanced up at his red apple lab top on his calendar of things to do told him in bold red letters that he had business with contractors, in June. That was another issue he hadn't addressed to Naru yet. Stretching his long arms over his head, he glimpsed at the digital clock on his desk which flashed six forty-two. Standing abruptly while cursing for being so involved with his work, he left his office walking into his bedroom cursing again. He slipped off his Cartier watch, putting it neatly on his nightstand while toeing off his shoes, he had to pick up Naru for their date tonight in an hour and it was a slight chance he'd be late.



"I need a fucking vacation so bad." Kouga mumbled out loud, rolling his stiff neck around he went over to his walk in closet, pausing short of unbuttoning his shirt he heard his phone ring.



Cursing again, he quickly strolled over to his nightstand picking up the cordless phone. “Harashi speaking."



"Hey Kouga. It's Naru." He broke into a wide smile at hearing her soft voice.



"I'm happy to hear from you angel. Is something the matter?"



"Oh, I'm fine."



"Then, I hope your not calling me to back out of our little deal?” His voice teasing her senses just a little.



“I wouldn't do such a thing when I gave you my word.” She said firmly her tone low and shy.



“Good. Because I wouldn't let you cancel if you were.” He pushed the loud speaker so he could free up his hands. Kouga stepped inside his walk in closet. In search of something dark and provocative to wear.



"It's funny how I believe you. Anyway, what I called for was to say if you can pick me up at my friend Gig’s house."



"If that's what you want I'm fine with it." Naru had to sigh for a moment. Thanking the gods that he couldn't see how flustered she was just by hearing him talk.



"Let me give you the address, uh, just one more thing. I'm going to be a tiny bit longer then usual so could you come over in about another hour."



"That's okay with me. I'm not ready myself." He said while stripping off his shirt he began to untie the leather strap binding his midnight hair together releasing it as the wavy silk strands covered his wide muscular back.



"I can relate somewhat, it took me like forever to find a dress then going from store to store and they didn't have anything bigger to fit my um hips, so yea you could imagine...stop me if I'm putting you to sleep here."



He practically purred, “I love hearing your voice more then you know." He stated with his smooth like honey voice.



Naru slipped further in the wicker chair, with a big kitten grin. This man was way too good, and to her whole understanding of Kouga. Was in fact his, body alone exuded power only he could do. She'd found out that blissful information yesterday in his car. Those lips of his were as soft as pillows. And she'd been hooked, he definitely been experienced; he knew what to do and how to do it. She bit her lip, remembering vividly, how good his talented tongue had been. Delightfully sinful, mating with hers in ways she hadn't known. Oh but, don't think that, she'd never had a kiss. She been around the block a couple of times to know she never, and I mean ever felt like this...way with a guy, this warm floating feeling. Kouga is drop dead gorgeous, and she did love those tender but fierce kisses that brought goose bumps all over her body. It made seeing him all the more worth it just to have him, for herself.



Kouga paused, running his fingers through his hair while pushing the speaker button to end the conversation. He needed a shower to help his sore neck, unbuckling his belt from his narrow waist his stomach held chiseled abs. Some visible scars appeared on the left side of his chest, along with a long ugly cut which looked as if it had been left untreated for too long tattooed across his right calf long and ugly.



His mind wondered, remembering someone about forty decades ago who held his heart in a vice. Also that one woman was the reason he had this scar. It hurt even worst thinking about what he had done only made his thigh burn in short spasms.



Kouga slipped out of his black slacks folding them neatly placing them on the bottom shelf. Standing in his ck briefs, the muscles of his thighs and arms flexing with his every move showed years of survival. He didn't like thinking of, her, the cause of much insecurity. He'd hadn't had a girlfriend or mated anyone because of that certain woman. She made him afraid of rejection, of loving someone of having his heart broken all over again.



Netira. That name alone brought back more memories that he would rather lock away never to be free, memories of when he once loved. However, her beauty was all reason why he lost it. Bewitching, was how he'd describe her. Perfect body, smile and face that had him in her spell the moment he saw her.



During the Edo era she had been a Princess to the clan of Vampire demons called Ryuuga. Her father Marutome was a big ox of a man with a temper to spite. Having only one heir to his throne made him very protective of his only daughter. In that time period, an island north of Japan, was just Hokkaido. Not only had it been a private sanctuary for Vampire demon's of all clans to live but it was kind of homeland to them as well.



Kouga had just turned twenty-one and hadn't traveled much outside of the island he'd grown up on. His mother and father were dead. His sword was his life, not yet a seasoned warrior but that only lead to him practicing when his nights were restless. Because of his age Princess Netira been older by several years and because of her age her father soon began to press the issue of her mating someone and giving him a grandson to take over his kingdom. Strong males were made to rule and with it’s mother's intuitive instincts to guide him. In the end she thought choosing another would make her forget about him.





Flashback



1600 Hokkaido, Japan



A cold winter night sky looked almost otherworldly. All Vampire children would come forth to play, loving the night as if it were their mother, in nature being nocturnal made them feel at ease. Stretching mountains and large trees were in endless grooves over the valley. Crystal clear snow blanketed the ground like the palest powder adding to the portrait of a serene wildlife. There had been five separate kingdoms divided by different species on this island. The first clan that resided in the heart of Hokkaido was his people the Ryuuga clan being the most powerful great Lord Marutome had seen Kouga fight one day and the next made him his general of a invincible army.



Being so young at that time was frowned upon men in the kingdom. He'd be occasionally mocked being the youngest to win at swordfights which later they all quickly found he wasn't a novice. Demon vampires usually loved the thrill of the kill there blood lust if you will made them enjoy the fight even more. He'd always dreamed of another place, then this island, one day he'd leave to do some traveling of his own. But falling in love with Lord Marutome's beautiful daughter wasn't on his list of things to do either.



Neitra was made as if the god's painted her themselves. She had the eye of every man when she came into view. Her name meant "precious gift" to our people it symbolized just that. When he had first been assigned to work under the great demon Lord Marutome was a blessing. Serving him for about two and half years, gave him more knowledge and experience then ever. And surprisingly his friendship with his Lord grew all though he knew he had a daughter too. But had never met her since she was away south in Sendai visiting family.



Sitting now in the conference room, west wing of the castle, he was having a debate on whether they should take Kouga's word and follow through with his plan or attack at all ends.



"Kouga, we can only call a hundred more men to aide us and that's all. How the hell are we going to immobilize the enemies attack long enough so we can set up the needed equipment?"



"Do not worry my Lord. My plan is very effective. I can only give you three days the most before I send more men in to help with the evacuation. But sir I tell you this now when my men come up from the rear of the wall Mugen will give the signal then you'll have your victory, you have my word."



"That's my boy! You are the smartest and finest solider elite in my infantry but when you passed the exams without so much as breaking a sweat I was impressed to say the least. The youngest of them all now look at you a captain to the Lord of the north himself, you should be proud of yourself Kouga not even Sesshoumaru had my hundred percent trust as quickly as you have. Should I regret letting you get so close to me my son?" His adolescent face gleamed with admiration for Marutome a man with powerful strength.



"Not at all my liege, you have nothing to fear for my life is bound to you.” He placed his sword and dagger neatly at his waist. “I serve you of my own free will and besides you've been like a father to me in some sorts."



"I'm glad to hear that. If I had bore a son as good as you I'd be a happy king indeed most happy." Kouga blushed and grinned at his playful attitude.



"Oh, I've just remembered. I wanted to know what you had planned for tonight."



"I don't have anything planned." He said flicking his long braid over his shoulder while rolling close the map they were looking at turning away he placed it atop of the third shelve in Marutome's wooden bookcase. Turning about face he watched intently, as Marutome's hulking form move from one place to another, sorting important papers neatly in order.



"Well tonight in my honor. I'm having a get together to take the edge off of our battle tomorrow. To let the men have some fun before they venture out into the wastelands of war. A little drinking with close comrades at arms it'll be an experience you'd enjoy yourself if you went. It wouldn't hurt you to loosen up some."



"Oh, uh, I don't know. I kind of was going to look over our strategy plan for the morning brief tomorrow."



"My boy, you need some excitement. You especially need it the most. I want you there and that's a direct order so you have to obey me." Kouga frowned knowing, he was being set up just so he could bump into a girl to break him in. It stung his pride, a little, but his own mentor was only trying to help.



"But my Lord, I'm not really the type to get into some drunken stupor like the others." He lowered his gaze, "I mean waking up next to a woman I've no memory of sleeping with, and is, uh, kind of disarming."



Marutome laughed loudly while shaking his head, "You are different from all the other's that you are. Yes that might happen, but that's all a part of growing up Kouga. Your only twenty-one and you act as if you could save the whole world in a day if you had the power."



He blushed again looking away, "I'm not too familiar with dealing with, uh, a woman. I-I haven't even been kissed before.” He whispered the last part hoping the floor would suck him in so he could disappear.



“I'm quite aware of that my boy as plain as the nose on my face.”



“Am I that obvious?"



"You'll just have to trust my word on this. You'll never know if you don't try."



"It sounds strange to me." I probably look less of man telling you this."



Marutome gave him a warm smile. "Not in the least. But you shouldn't worry about that. All I ask is that you let the night guide you to your wildest fantasies. And look at it this way what's the worst that could happen?"