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"The only reason I'm even going to this damned festival is because I'm still convinced you placed this curse on me," I grumbled, folding my arms in my sleeves.

"So don't get any damn ideas, cause it ain't like I like your damn company or anything, damn it!"

Did I sound resolute, unyielding, and fucking serious?

Hell yea, I did.

Did she believe my words?

Judging by the way the corners of her lips curved up like a crescent, hell no.

From the way that she smiled at that very moment, on that very day, I even questioned if I believed me, considering that just thinking about it still makes something ignite in my gut.

I had been following her for weeks, waiting and watching as she participated in her village's activities, such as going to the river for more water, and hanging robes up to dry. I was vigil of her presence every moment― my eyes followed her from my position in the trees.

I wasn't stalking her, so shut the fuck up.

I just need to figure out why I'm so damned drawn to her presence.

So anyway, that brings us to this situation.

I watched her out of the corner of my eye― she was wearing a midnight blue kimono with bright red designs and flower things.

Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun with a couple of those hair sticks, while she wore a bit of red lip makeup, and her cheeks looked slightly pinker than usual.

What I'm trying to say is, she basically looked different.

…

What?You waitin' for me to say that she looked beautiful and all that mushy shit?

Well...she did, okay? Shit, can't get any peace around here.

She was fuckin' nice looking, any man with eyes could see that, so save your "awes."

Anyway, she had asked me to accompany her to the Tanabata Festival, accusing me of always watching her, but making no move to communicate.

What was there to say?

The last time I had been near her, I had nearly jumped her bones then and fucking there!

Being around her had such a strange effect on me..

The fact that the stripes on my cheeks had vanished had been enough proof of that.

"InuYasha?"

She called out to me, her brows squished together in concern over my sudden less than talkative demeanor.

I still wasn't used to my name being spoke like that...

I rolled my eyes and continued to walk alongside her, the sun beginning to set in the covert of the trees.

People ogled me as if I were from a completely different universe, making me bare my fangs in warning, a guttural growl following immediately after. They ducked away from my sight quickly, making me smirk cockily.

"Do you have to growl? Sheesh," Kagome chided with a nudge of her elbow in my abdomen.

"Keh, why ain't you scared of me, wench? Those fuckers over there practically pissed themselves by just lookin' at me."

I knew that I was a sight to behold―my eyes were still blood shot red and my fangs seeped through my mouth, hovering over my lips. I held up my clawed hands for emphasis, smirking at the annoyed look she tossed my way.

I began to notice something else about Kagome as well.

In the many weeks that we spent together, she'd give me plenty of annoyed looks, sure, but sometimes, she looked at me in a different way, too.

I'd see her gazing at me when she she thought I wasn't looking, those blue eyes of hers containing something that made me feel...uneasy.

When I caught her looking, she'd quickly look away, her cheeks redder than a tomato.

I noticed that when we walked alongside one another, like now, that she'd accidentally brush her hand up against mine, smiling as she did so.

And when she came out of her hut in the mornings, looking around for me, she stayed put until I showed up, and sometimes even scolded me for being late.

She knew that her scent drove me fucking crazy, and yet she would always remain so close to me, as if wanting me to act on the thoughts that plagued my mind every fucking minute of every fucking day.

I hadn't quite known what to make of those actions at the time―the whole situation was just so strange.

No woman had ever showed me such attention.

Hell, just being around her was changing me so much.

Here I was, talking and associating myself with humans like a normal person. My brain wasn't functioning on pure instinct so much anymore, and I began to feel more like the way that I used to be so long ago.

Fucked up how I managed to undo all of this in one night.

Shit, I'm getting ahead of myself.

We continued to walk through the festival, and Kagome even tried to get me to participate in the little events and stuff.

I passed.

I did, however, enjoy watching her win all types of shit―from miniscule accessories, to some strange necklace that somehow ends up around my neck.

She smiled as she fondled the beads with her fingers, tugging on it for emphasis.

It was purple―had a few teeth-objects poking out every now and then.

"What the hell is this?" I demanded, not used to wearing anything but the fire rat kimono that my mother left me.

"My gift to you! And you can't deny it, or you'll hurt my feelings."

She winked and quickly ran her fingers over one of my ears, making it twitch anxiously in the process.

Shit.

Now I wanted to fuck her again.

See what I mean?

All of the unnecessary contact she kept administering to me was going to cause her to be on her fuckin' back in a matter of moments.

I growled as my demonic blood made its need quite evident, pulsing erratically and chanting what I already knew repeatedly.

I ignored it.

I was starting to believe less and less that this woman has a curse on me..

But if that's the case, why the fuck does my demonic half respond to her this way?

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Her voice broke through my thoughts.

We were now sitting next to each other on a hill, the sun now completely invisible as the stars began to illuminate the night sky.

At that very moment, something strange happened.

I had been transformed for many months before I had even met Kagome, so I'm not sure why this shit even happened.

It was the night of the new moon.

But you probably don't know what that means, so I'll break it down for you little fuckers, and you keep this shit to yourself.

Back when I was a hanyou, the night of the new moon was when I would be human―weak, emotional, all that shit that I despise.

But ever since I've been transformed, it hasn't affected me in any way possible, so I hadn't felt the need to hide until the night was over, like I would have if I weren't transformed.

So what I'm saying is, the fact that that night was the night of the new moon shouldn't have affected me.

At all.

Hell, the only reason I even remember what happened was because I recently asked Kagome!

Once she began to explain it, it all came back to me at full force.

Anyway, for some reason, my demon blood took complete control.

It was if my human half no longer existed, which is why I almost had no memory of the night at all.

I remember yanking her toward me with a clawed hand around her waist, causing her to make that cute "Eep!" noise that she always did when she was surprised.

My nose instantly fled to her neck, inhaling roughly―I felt dizzy from how fucking intoxicating it was.

I was curious to see if my bitch tasted nearly as good as she smelled, so my tongue darted out, sliding across the nape of her neck.

A gasp escaped her lips, her scent spiked, and I grew harder than I had ever fuckin' been before.

I groaned―it was raw and guttural, raspy-like.

I wanted my bitch to moan.

And fuck me if I didn't make her.

I repeated the action, this time going as far as to suck on the lobe of her ear, swiping my fang across is gently.

I felt her shudder against my skin, my name broken on her lips.

Those gorgeous, pink, puffy fucking lips.

I had needed to taste them again.

It was all I had wanted to do since the first time our lips met, among other things of course.

"I-Inu..Yasha. W-what are you doing?"

So, my bitch had the gall to question me?

I growled lowly and crushed my mouth against hers in a primal need, flicking my tongue across her closed lips, demanding access to what fucking belonged to me.

She complied, and in an attempt to bring her closer, my hands went to her waist and I hoisted her into my lap.

At that, she quickly pulled back, panting heavily.

Her lips were now pinker than normal; swollen.

"InuYasha, what's going on? Why are you―"

I growled in warning, shutting her up immediately.

"Mine."

Her eyes widened at my declaration.

"But―"

My hands slid into the folds of her kimono, caressing the newly exposed skin as I slid it off of her shoulders.

She gasped, her entire upper body bright red, and quickly halted my movements, making me growl impatiently.

"InuYasha!"

"Bitch," I started, but froze immediately.

I picked up the sound of laughter coming our direction, so I wrapped my arms around my bitch and ran off into the forest.

oo)oOo(oo

I let her sleep.

I sat by a lake deep within the forest, my back against a tree.

My bitch sat comfortably in my lap, straddling me as her head rested against my chest.

After I dove off into the forest, she attempted to pull herself away from me, but I growled and nipped at her neck, causing her to give up until she fell asleep.

Hours had passed until those blue eyes of hers opened again.

"I-Inu...Yasha?"

I sighed and dove into the crook of her neck momentarily, inhaling her signature fragrance until I felt dizzy again.

My grip tightened around her as she attempted to get comfortable, blissfully unaware of how her constant shifting was affecting me.

"Bitch," I groaned when I felt the heat between her thighs through my hakama pants.

My hips rose to show her what she did to me, making her mouth open in a silent whimper.

"InuYasha.."

Fuck, she moaned my name.

My hips rose again―I'd do anything to hear that sound again.

I quickly shredded her kimono, too impatient to struggle with it.

She quickly shielded herself from my view with her arms.

"Don't you fucking dare," I groaned, the lust dripping from my voice like liquid, as I yanked her arms away.

My tongue immediately went to those twin targets―I sucked and licked her fucking delicious nipples until she mewled and moaned.

I felt her ground her hips against mine, matching my every movement, causing my eyes to roll.

And then, it happened.

What happened, you ask?

The fucking sun came up.

I remember stopping everything all at once.

My sense flooded back to me―flooded back so quickly that I thought I'd drown.

My eyes widened as I took in the scene; I had to get out.

I shoved her away from me and jumped further into the forest, further into oblivion.

I heard her scream my name, heard the fluctuation of her voice; she was on the verge of tears.

Why wouldn't she be?

Every little action that I had noticed previously―her innocent touching, watching me intently―it all made sense.

She was in love with me.

Fuck.

I didn't fucking need this.

I fled.

I fled like the bastard that I was.