I will protect you... from me.

That was the first time I met him. Dead human and demon corpses lay across the field as the smell of fresh blood stings my sense of smell. But what’s overloading my senses was his body close to mine. His body pressing on me close to stop me from breathing, but that is not what my brain is telling me, not my waning breathing, no, definitely not that, but the feel of his skin, of his... coldness... his cold steady breath on my face, his cold skin touching the unclothed skin of my body, and his cold wanting eyes. Everything that I sensed tells me to run but I didn’t, even if I realized that I was in the presence of someone who can kill me, like those laid on the ground.

His face slowly moved down to my neck. I see his silver mane glitter at the moon light and feel his cold breath brush my skin as he paused on my neck. I tilted my head to the side to give way and shivered as his cold lips touch my skin. My heart thumped even more forcefully. I know he feels it and I know he revels on it. I felt his lips moved still resting on my skin “You are putting your life at stake with this gesture.” I heard his manly husky voice together hearing wood breaking at my side. I looked to see his hand gripping on the tree so hard that his hand sunk into it. “I promise you I will guard you with my life just to keep you safe from the most dangerous monster you’ve ever met. Me.” With every word, I reveled on the movement of his lips on my skin.

I felt warmth wash over my body, the heavy weight lifted from atop me. Everything happened so fast. I was feeling his cold lips on my skin and then… he was gone. Everything came rushing to me.

My father together with his guards found me hyperventilating and kneeling to the ground as I was holding my chest. I was thinking then that I faced death straight to the eye. My life felt that it was ready to end when his cold lips touched the pulse in my neck. But that’s not all… the irony is I’m longing for it. I’m longing for it so much that it aches. That moment on my mind was set that I don’t care if my life had ended there. What’s important is that it ended when I was in his arms, that my life ended with his lips… that it all ended with his fangs. I don’t care if he’s a... vampire.

>>> Inuyahsa's father is alive in this story...