Intense Pleasures

Hey guys! This is your present from me. Whether you celebrate Christmas or not you're getting a major gift, something I know everyone loves. A lemon between Kuronue and Kagome. This is actually part of a three-shot and I have a lot more written. It was just getting too long and since there are going to be 3 lemons I though I would split it into three chapters. So....this first chapter is in fact Kuronue/Kagome. I hope you all enjoy it as it gets quite delicious in some scenes.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, nor do I own either anime or Manga. Just as long as you guys remember that I own Kuronue's heart!
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Part 1: Intense Pleaures-Kuronue+Kagome

This was it. This was the day all her careful planning and patience would finally pay off. She had spent the last two weeks preparing for the day when she would finally be able to show her mates how grateful she was that they were in her lives. Oh it was going to be spectacular…and sooooo naughty!

"Come along, Kuronue, we're going to be late," she spoke quietly knowing that with his impressive hearing, he would be along shortly.

"I still don't see why I have to wear this," her mate complained as he walked into her bedroom wearing a black kimono, outlined in gold. At the sight of her mate Kagome's mouth watered as she took in his impressive body, moving and straining beneath the silk material of the kimono. He had lost the wings, ears, and hat which made Kagome wonder where he hid them all and slightly disappointed. After all, Kuronue was one hot looking demon. Still though, even without his demon features he was quite handsome, even god-like in appearance. His hair was pulled back in its customary ponytail only it was tied lower than usual, the finer strands floating like silk around his pale face. Kagome noticed the bat’s rueful expression and knew that Kuronue was not pleased that he had to wear such a contraption which was made clear by his expressive purple orbs which were shining with severe displeasure.

"I know you don't like it, Kuro-kun, but please wear it...just for me?" She whispered the last part giving him the puppy dog eyes he both loved and hated, drawing closer and leaning up to kiss his delicious mouth. His lips relaxed with Kagome's soothing kiss and pretty soon he had forgotten what it was he was irritated about as he wrapped his arms around her slim waist and pulled her snug against his hard, lean body.

When she finally pulled away Kuronue was grinning at her with his roguish charm and looking quite smug with himself for catching such an enticing vixen. "You little minx, you did that on purpose," he accused playfully, though his eyes were shining with mischief and just a little bit of lust.

She merely grinned at him. "Of course I did love, now come we must go."

"Tell me again why it is we are going on this...date, I believe you called it," Kuronue questioned pulling her into his arms as he led her out the front door of the shrine. “Besides,” he purred in her ear. “I’d much rather stay at home where I can get my hands on your luscious body without having to share you with other prying eyes.” He emphasized his point by growling at a wandering tourist who chose to stare too long at his mate’s luscious curves.

"Ah, ah, love you must have patience," Kagome smirked; knowing that by the time the night was through patience would be the last thing on his mind. She inwardly watched him as he scowled, admiring the way his eyes lit expressively every time he spotted something new and interesting to look at. Kagome was excited to show Kuronue all about her era. For this was the first time she had ever brought him here after discovering him in the Feudal Era. Her eyes glazed over as she thought back to the first time she'd met this enticing creature. She'd been alone and separated and for the first time in her life she had saved someone without the aid of her friends or Inuyasha; a someone she was definitely not prepared to handle.

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Kagome was lost, alone, hungry, and terribly afraid she would never see her friends again. She had been separated from them during a fight with a vicious demon and the others had told her to run. She had, though grudgingly, left, her heart wanting to stay with them, but her head telling her to flee. She had figured that perhaps if she stayed close enough that eventually Inuyasha would pick up on her scent and find her.

Sadly, things had quickly spun out of control and it began to rain causing Kagome to give up hope of ever being found in the next century. Inuyasha's nose was good, but not that good.

"Inuyasha," she called, praying that maybe he was out there somewhere, searching for her. Kagome glanced around worriedly glad she had at least remembered to carry her arrows this time. At least she would have some protection in case some demon thought her to be his bed time snack.

"Well, might as well make camp. It seems I'm going to be here for awhile." Calmly Kagome set about placing her tent and unrolling her sleeping bag before starting a small fire. She was just about to heat up a pot of Ramen when a sound alerted her to another's presence. At first she ignored it, thinking it to be a small creature.

She was caught off guard, however, when the sound grew louder, a sound which sounded like a shriek of pain. Scared, Kagome paused in her work, hoping this wasn't some kind of trick to catch her of guard. When nothing happened she reopened her eyes and glanced around, wondering who or what had caused that sound. Obviously someone was in a great deal of pain. Continuing on, Kagome walked alone a slow, steady path until she came to a cage made out of what looked like bamboo. And inside lay a sleeping...someone. Was he a demon?

Without thought Kagome raced up to the cage wondering how someone would be as cruel and heartless as to lock a demon in a cage, especially way out here. She gave a startled gasp when she realized that the figure in question was in fact a demon, already her miko senses could feel his energy rippling and crackling all throughout her body. Even in sleep he was protecting his body and she had to wonder how someone this powerful could ever be captured and subdued in such a manner. The answer came to her right away once she spotted all the spikes sticking out of various parts of his body, not to mention the chilling pool of blood he lay drenched in. The most painful-looking spike ran straight through his calf muscle, protruding directly out the other side. Once again, Kagome wondered how he was able to survive, let alone withstand so much pain. Granted he was unconscious, but the energy he gave indicated he was still very much alive.

(Should I help him), she wondered to herself. After all he was a stranger...and a demon. Would he attack her the first chance he got?

But Kagome's conscious mind refused to let someone, anyone, die without at least trying to help. And if he killed her come morning...then that was her fate. Granted it was a stupid one but she would walk that path if she came to it. Glancing around for any other threats she gave a sigh of relief and walked directly up to the cage's door, noticing the lock was not as full proof as she would have thought. Obviously the demon must have passed out before he could even attempt to escape.

She easily destroyed the lock with one of her arrow heads and a little bit of power before letting herself inside, immediately scurrying over to the demon's side. Her hand brushed against something soft, yet leathery and she almost cried out. Instead she placed a hand over her mouth to keep the noise in and crept closer. Wings...he had bat wings. So that would make him...a bat demon? Kagome nearly smacked herself for thinking the obvious before curiosity took over and she wondered what he looked like. The only other bat demons she’d come in contact with had been blood thirty man-eaters and certainly nothing spectacular to look at. No longer being able to withstand her curious mind, she turned him over gently and gasped at what she saw.

This demon; he was absolutely breath taking. He had long, luxurious black hair which was by now hanging in disarray all around his face and neck, intermixed with blood and other bodily fluids she really didn't want to think about. She mentally wondered what it looked like when it was clean. She was willing to bet it was longer than she imagined and softer than velvet. She desperately wanted to know what color his eyes were, but knew she would have to wait until he awoke…if he ever did. However it seemed someone up there granted her wish, for within the next instant the demon's eyes snapped open almost as if he’d heard her appeal, though Kagome could instantly tell he was not in his right mind as he gazed at her curiously before muttering under his breath.

"Strange...I always figured the angel of death was a male, not a beautiful woman. Looks like all those stories...were...incorrect. Damn bastards."

"Well, I guess that answers my question," she muttered, though she had to admit she'd never seen that shade of purple before. They sort of reminded her of Miroku’s eyes, though Miroku's were more a dark violet, almost blue in color, while this demon's eyes were a vivid purple just a few shades lighter than plum.

The demon passed out immediately after the whispered words while Kagome blushed heatedly, mentally reminding herself that those words were spoken incoherently and come morning he would forget everything.

(But still, first things first). She needed to pull out all the stakes and get those wounds treated. Even wounds left untreated on a demon could become infected. She set about pulling all the miner ones out, delicately smoothing a hand over his sweaty brow each time he cried out in pain in his sleep. The last wound she knew would hurt the most and she once again praised kami he had fallen back into slumber, knowing that if he were conscious this would hurt like a bitch.

With a loud slurping and decidedly yucky sound, Kagome pulled the last of the stakes free, wincing again as the demon sat up slightly in his sleep and let out a harsh bark of severe pain.

"Ssh, I'm sorry," she whispered to him, her voice tinged with regret that she had to hurt him to help him. She was surprised when he spoke back.

"S'ok," he murmured half from sleep and half from pain. His eyes were barely open yet they shone with an inner light that hadn't been present in his earlier bout with consciousness. "You have soft hands...for an angel."

She blushed again inwardly wondering if this demon was as smooth with the ladies as he sounded. If he said such charming things when he was near death, just imagine what he was like when he was fully awake. And why did he suddenly remind her of someone she knew very well back home? Surprisingly the thought caused Kagome to shiver slightly, and she shook her head, wondering where that came from. (Now, come on, Kagome, this is not the time to be fawning all over some strange demon, regardless of how cute he is). "I'm not an angel," she found herself replying. She bit her lip and wondered what to do next. Obviously he still needed to heal, but to do that she had to get him out of the cage and bind his wounds. She was pretty sure his demon healing would kick in pretty soon, but still. "I have a small camp a few yards away. Do you think you can stand enough for me to get you out of here?"

The demon murmured something and seemed to fall back into unconsciousness before Kagome felt his muscles tensing underneath her touch. That's when she realized he was struggling to sit up. "Don't strain yourself so much," she nagged, attempting to help him sit up.

He tried in vain to push her hands away while Kagome figured it was just his male pride coming into play. For Kami's sake, couldn't men ever ask for help? With patience and care that seemed ingrained in her soul, Kagome finally maneuvered the demon in such a way that she could help him stand and together they stumbled out of the cage. Kagome didn't have long to walk, but still she was grateful to spot her sleeping bag already lying on the ground. It seemed the demon felt that way too for as soon as she set him down, he felt right back asleep.

She was ever so grateful she had thought to prepare a fire earlier as she set about cleaning and bandaging his many wounds. The most serious one, where the stake had pierced his leg, had broken the bone cleanly in half and Kagome needed to set it right away or it would never heal properly. She knew his demon healing would kick in sooner or later, as evidence showed in the healing of some his smaller cuts and bruises. Carefully she braced his leg and reset the bones, feeling around the calf to be sure the bones were set correctly before wrapping his leg.

Next, she set about healing some of his open wounds with her powers, healing them just enough so that they wouldn’t open again and cause infection.

Sighing exhaustively, Kagome sat back and wondered where the nearest hot spring was, wishing to get rid of the smell of blood and sweat. And she desperately wanted to relax. It had been a long and trying day. Certainly the demon would be okay without her for an hour or so, right? Nodding with her decision Kagome got to her feet, grabbed a towel and her bathing items, and disappeared into the forest.

Kagome found a hot spring quickly and sighed happily as she sunk into the water, nearly falling asleep as the warm water caressed her aching muscles.

When she reappeared at her camp she was happy, rejuvenated, and, more importantly, clean.

"So...angel, you didn't even bother to tell me your name," a quiet voice murmured from behind her, causing the startled miko to spin around and blush when she noticed the demon was not where she left him, but instead sitting up next to the fire. His body was still covered in bandages but most of the wounds on his chest seemed to have healed nicely. He was seated quietly on a nearby logged, one leg drawn up with his arms wrapped around it and head rested on those strong, muscular arms. The firelight cocooned his face as his eyes seemed to arrest her with their intense gaze. For a long while nobody moved as she watched him cock his head and observe her. That was when she noticed the towel she wore and the expression on his face. Maybe this guy was more like Miroku than she thought.

"I save your life and all you can do is stare at my uh...assets?" Kagome replied when she finally found her voice, trying in vain to stay mad at him. But his eyes and his face and his body and the way he was looking at her. He was still shirtless, the only thing left on were his ripped pants and arm bands, that twined up his biceps like rising serpents. She didn’t like this. He made her want things; wicked things that only one other person had ever made her want. Except these things sounded like something only he could give to her.

"It's only fair," he grinned at her wickedly, fangs gleaming in the night as her blush expended to cover her whole body.

Kagome grimaced and figured she really didn't want to know what he meant by that. Still, her trouble mind just had to ask. "How do you figure?"

The demon got up and approached her slowly; though Kagome got the feeling he was stalking her instead. He was about a foot away when he leaned in and placed a gentle hand along Kagome's jaw, staring deeply into her eyes. His dark amethyst eyes seemed to burrow straight into her soul making her feel things she shouldn't be feeling for such a stranger. "I just had a traumatic experience which almost cost me my life. Don't you think I deserve some kind of retribution for my...grievances?" He whispered hauntingly and Kagome watched upon trembling legs as he circled around to stand behind her. She instantly froze and ruthlessly stomped down the moan threatening to break away as he stepped up close behind her and pulled her tightly against his chest, using only the barest of touches to set her skin aflame.

She let lose a small tremor as the demon pulled her hair the side and whispered in her right ear. "Near death experiences are always traumatic. And this time I came closer than I ever have before. So...how should I thank you, angel? Should I kiss you...like this," he placed his lips on the back of her neck and lightly traced her nape from top to bottom with the tip of his tongue, before whispering again. "Should I touch you...like this?" His hand came up to fondle her breast through the thin towel covering her breasts. This time Kagome couldn't hold back the ragged moan and instead had to steady herself against him as her hands came up to dig her nails into the burning flesh of the demon holding her sagging body.

"What...is your name, demon?" Kagome whispered brokenly, almost pleadingly, wondering how he knew just what to do with his lips to make her crave like she'd never craved anything, save one other before. She could feel the demon's smirk against her neck and the warm feel of his bare stomach as he chuckled deep and low in his throat, before answering.

"My name is Kuronue, little one," he purred, smirking wider when she froze in shock and awe. This was Kuronue? The famous Kuronue who worked along side, Yoko Kurama, who was her current lover in her time? Oh kami, help her but Yoko was the only other one who had ever been able to make her passion such as this. He had always taken joy in telling her all about his past deeds with his partner Kuronue; and Kagome had always been curious to find out if Kuronue was just as Yoko described him. And he was, oh he was! He was glorious, magnificent, and so much better than any of her dreams of fantasies. She’d never told her lover this, but she’d always wondered if Kuronue was just as good at making love as Yoko. "Ah so you have hear of me?" he questioned a bit taken aback when she settled against him almost trustingly. "And what is your name, angel, or should I simply call you…lover?"

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Yes. "No," Kagome rasped out, clutching at Kuronue's hand which had decided to travel south in its venture. "My name," she groaned when he tweaked a nipple.

"Yes?" He whispered sliding his tongue along the arch of her neck and dropping his hand even lower.

"Kagome; my name," she panted slightly forcing out the words, "is Kagome," she answered, her eyes now fully closed as she desperately tried to control her senses. She would be betraying Yoko if she allowed this to continue. She knew Yoko would be furious if he found out even though they weren't actually mates....yet. Lovers, yes, mates no. But still, this was Kuronue and the one demon Yoko had ever allowed into his heart and home. And Kagome knew, although he hid it well, that Yoko missed his friend greatly. Perhaps Kagome could make this work to her advantage. Obviously Kuronue found her desirable and she knew eventually she would lose her will against him. He was just too damn tempting...too hot and too...she let out a groan when both his hand finally crept under her short towel...like Yoko.

"What are you thinking about, little one?" Kuronue whispered. "What sort of things are running through that glorious head of yours? Are you perhaps thinking about me?" He asked cruelly tearing away the towel, allowing her full body to appear before him. "Or perhaps you are thinking about another, though wishing he were here with you instead." Kagome noticed his eyes darken behind her wondering if perhaps he was jealous. Feeling the need to placate him and suddenly feeling much more confident in herself, Kagome turned the tables on him and reached behind her, urging one of her hands deep into his pants.

Kuronue let out a strangled moan as his head dropped back onto her neck and this time it was Kagome who spoke as he was the one panting in her ear. She leaned back and bit his ear lightly before blowing on it. "And what would you say if I told you I was not thinking about you, Kuronue, but of my other lover," She murmured. "What if it were he I was imagining stoking like this?" She gave a shove and freed the ties that held his ever growing man-hood, wrapping one hand around it and giving it a delicious stroke. Kuronue growled in her ear and bit her neck, not hard enough to draw blood but enough to turn her on and make her arch into his hold. "Would you still burn for me?" She whispered again. "Would the thought of my being with another man, a demon even, turn you away....or pull you in?"

Kagome let out a howl of pleasure when Kuronue used a talented finger to burry itself within her pussy at her words but she never once stopped her gentle strokes. "Yes, little one," Kuronue moaned sucking on the spot which joined her neck and shoulder together where he was going to make his mark. Yes, it was decided that she would be his mate in all manner of terms. Any human that chooses to save a demon without killing him first was certainly someone worth noticing. And what a human she was. She was practically putty in his arms and yet she was doing things to him he had never experienced before. "The thought of you with another makes me burn with jealously that someone else has already conquered your body. But rest assured, little angel, I can show you things that your lover can't even begin to show you."

The whispered words and Kuronue's talented fingers sent Kagome crashing over the edge so suddenly that she couldn't hold back the cry of pleasure upon reaching her first blissful completion. After all she had been away from Yoko for so long she was beginning to miss the feel of being in someone else’s arms. And if all went as planned, this would work out very, and she thought, (very nicely).

"I want to taste you, Kagome," Kuronue whispered turning her in his arms and leaning down to brush his lips ever so lightly against her own before darting to the side and claiming her neck once again. "I want to feel your body as it presses against mine and I want to hear my name on your lips as I bring you to unimaginable pleasure over and over and over again. Tell me now if you do not want this for I will not be able to hold out for long."

Kagome already knew what her decision would be. She already knew what she wanted. She only hoped Yoko wouldn't be too mad with her. Taking his head in her hands, she lifted his face and stared directly into his molten eyes, kissing him hard on the lips. That was all the encouragement he needed for soon he had her pressed tightly up against a tree, his hands running over every naked piece of flesh he could find.

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And oh how she came alive in his arms, loving the way his tongue scraped over every inch of her body. "Kuronue," she whimpered as his fangs dragged over a straining nipple, pushing herself even closer into his mouth. He grinned naughtily against her skin before nipping at the nipple and drawing it even deeper into his mouth. She moaned quite loudly when one of his legs came up to press tightly against the center of her body where she so desperately craved his touch.

Kagome frowned upon feeling what was left of his tattered clothes scrape almost tauntingly against her own skin. Without thought or care, Kagome effortlessly divulged of Kuronue's clothes, momentarily causing the bandit to wonder where she learned how to do that so quickly and easily. Obviously he had misjudged her other lover quite a bit. He was caught off guard when her hand slipped down again and began rubbing up and down his rigid length, this time moving much faster than before. Her tiny nails bit into his skin, drawing forth a growl that could have been either pleasure or pain. Neither mattered at the moment as Kuronue's only focus became drinking in the essence that was Kagome. Pulling her away from him slightly he smirked upon hearing her whimper of dismay. Her hands groped blindly for him again and her puffy lip trembled as she tried to bring him closer for another passionate kiss.

"Worry not, love, there's time enough for that later," he whispered darkly before sinking to the ground and placing her left knee over her shoulder.

Kagome's eyes flew open at the sudden nips and kisses he left all over her hips and thighs, whimpering in want and need as his lips refused to touch what she so desperately desired. "Kuronue," she growled grabbing his head and attempting to force him closer to her womanhood.

She shivered when he chuckled against the skin of her inner thigh before murmuring, "patience, angel, all good things come to those who wait." Kagome suffered for what seemed and eternity before he finally, finally sunk his tongue deep into her pussy. By that time she was so wound tight she immediately came into his mouth as he drank up the juices as if they were a fine wine. Kagome shivered and squirmed in his grasp, moaning again when he refused to let her go and continued his merciless assault. The slight ticklish feeling from her second orgasm vanished and she soon found herself pulling him in deeper.

"Oh, yeah, like that," she panted desperately rubbing herself against his mouth, no longer caring that he made her wait so long. "Don't stop. Don't ever stop."

Kuronue's tongue hit another hot spot causing her to cum again as she clutched his head tightly against her middle dragging rigid nails through his soft hair. "Kuronue, I want you inside me," she whispered pulling him up almost painfully by the hair.

"Well, well what do we have here?" Kuronue stated standing up and leaning his naked body ever so gently against her own. Her nails scraped the back of his neck, trying desperately to get the full contact she craved. Kami she thought only Yoko knew that trick. "Obviously I have misjudged you, little one. You are not an angel, but a tiger just waiting for me to release her. Would you like me to, Kagome?" he questioned moving in inch by inch. "Would you like me to release you from your prison?"

"Oh kami, yes," Kagome moaned, sagging against him helplessly.

"As you...wish," Kuronue smirked almost cruelly before raising both of her legs and plunging directly into her welcoming heat. Kagome screamed as he ripped into her, automatically noting the subtle difference between her old lover and her new one. Where Yoko was merciless and slow, always keeping her precariously off balance, Kuronue was hard and demanding as he took and gave, demanded and forced.

"Oh, yes," she moaned digging her hands into his hair wondering when it was he had taken the time to heal all of his wounds. He hadn't had much time between her departure and return. Perhaps he had awakened much earlier than she'd imagined. His wounds seemed to have miraculously healed within that hour, causing Kagome to wonder just how injured he really had been. All thoughts of before were coercively driven from her mind as Kuronue picked up the pace and kissed her, tongue streaking into her mouth, tasting her sweet honey.

"Come on, Kagome," he growled in her ear. My, he certainly was a talker. "You want to cum for me again, don't you? You want it so bad you can hardly stand it. You want to feel me deep inside your body as I take you again and again until you are too sated to move." Kuronue urged a sweaty palm down between their still rapidly moving bodies as he continued to drive himself home and flicked it against her clit, drawing forth a pleased hiss and uttered pleas of 'more' and 'harder'.

Kuronue knew he wasn't going to last much longer this time around for it had been a long time since he'd made love to someone and as it was Kagome's body was driving him insane with the desire to release him seed into her womb and claim her for his own.

"K-Kuronue, I'm going to...I'm going to cum," Kagome panted, and Kuronue instantly felt when her inner muscles began contracting around his smothered member. She came this time screaming his name which sent Kuronue toppling over the edge as well with her name on his lips like a whispered plea.

The last thing Kagome remembered that night was falling asleep in the handsome demon’s arms, wondering if he was going to stick around in the morning.

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And he did, as evidence of the beautiful man who had wrapped an arm around her shoulders elegantly and was walking quietly by her side. Much to Kagome’s surprise and delight, Kuronue had marked her as his mate and so had joined their traveling group after Kagome told him all about her search for the Shikon no Tama. To say the least Inuyasha was not very happy to have another being, let alone a demon, along on their trip, even more so when he blatantly declared in front of the others that Kagome was his mate. Naturally, Kuronue did not like Inuyasha’s declaration and was severely put in his place.

That had been two weeks ago and Kagome had vaguely remembered she had promised Kurama to meet up with him for a date. She figured that this would be the perfect time for her to bring Kuronue.

Boy, wouldn’t both of her men be surprised.

“What are you thinking about, little one?” Kuronue asked noticing the rapid shifting of emotions flashing through her ocean blue eyes. The last one caught his attention and it was a look that both he and Yoko had perfected a long time ago. It was a look that spoke of trouble and mischief and that was about to happen, something fun…and maybe dangerous.

Kagome simply turned her face up to her mate and flashed him a brilliant smile full of teeth. “Just thinking about tonight, love,” she responded almost breathlessly. (And you...and...Yoko...)

Speaking of which she desperately missed her little silver kitsune, although Kurama was a definite plus by himself. However as it was, Yoko was the first one Kagome met when he’d rescued her from the arms of an ugly human. But that was a story for another time.
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It's over! Well that one at least! That was fun. I can't even begin to tell you how long it took me to write this lemon. I started this story about six months ago and never got around to straightening it up. Bu I went over it tonight and it was just a perfect opportunity to post something easy for me to finish. Okay, a few things I should point out. Yes, Kagome has another lover in her time whic is in fact Yoko. She met Yoko before she met his red haired counterpart. How, you may ask me? I guess you'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out. And yes, the next chapter does have a lemon in it invoving the first time Yoko and Kagome meet. No, Kagome is not a whore. I don't want any complaints about her giving up so easily or anything. Trust me, it takes a lot longer for Yoko to win her over and plus this is Kuronue. She already knows about him and his adventures with Yoko. So really if you think about it, he's not some demon she just picked up out of nowhere.

I do hope you guys liked it, though. This was one of my favorite lemons to write since I could go all out and not have to tone it down. I don't know if I'll post it on my other site, but I could since I tend to ignore the rules sometimes.

Lastly, to KageXOtome, this entire story is dedicated to you since you've been such a big supporter of my work and I know you love Kuronue and Yoko. I hope you'll enjoy Yoko in the next chapter!