~* Kasumi's POV *~

~Dream~

"Please, don't kill me!" the woman begged, clawing at me. I glared at her and stomped my foot on her arm. She screamed in pain as a loud cracking sound echoed throughout the room. I smiled maliciously.

"You've already killed my son! Please stop," she sobbed, hugging herself as she shook in fear. I know I should have felt a little bad for her but I didn't let myself feel that way. The anger consumed me, it's like my humanity was shut off. All the emotions I should have felt is nowhere to be found. I'm just a heartless killer. I am a monster.

"Shut up," I glared before snapping my fingers. She lit on fire immediately, blue flames engulfing her. The only thing you could hear were her screams as she was burned alive. I watched in amusement as the blue flame danced around her body. I turned around and started to walk away, not even bothering to watch her die.

I smirked. Onto the next house.

~Dream Over~

I snapped my eyes open and sat up. I was breathing heavily and was sweating bullets. That was what happened when I went onto a killing spree. I killed innocent people. I sighed and rubbed my forehead.

"Are you alright?" I turned my head to see Kurama on the balcony, staring at me worriedly. The moon light made him glow making him look like a God. I smiled and nodded. "I'm fine."

I glanced at the digital clock on the night stand. 10:34pm. My eyes widened. I slept for most of the day!

"Here," Kurama handed me a cup of hot chocolate. I smiled happily, my inner kid awakening. He knew me so well. He knew that I would prefer this than tea. I took a sip but frowned when I noticed something.

"There are no marshmallows!" I gasped dramatically, staring at the cup in front of me. Oh, the horror! Kurama chuckled as I glared at him. That is the most important part and he forgot it! He should get arrested! He broke the number one rule: always have marshmallows in hot chocolate.

Kurama walked towards me before sitting on the bed. My eyes widened as he leaned towards my lips. I froze, not knowing what to do. Is he going to kiss me?

My eyes flew shut as his lips were just an inch away from mine. I let out a shaky breath as I felt, quite nervous. I clenched the cup tightly, afraid I might drop it.

"You have a little hot chocolate on your lips," Kurama stated. I opened my eyes but immediately regret it. His eyes were staring deeply into mine. Such pretty eyes...

He leaned closer and licked the corner of my lips. I blushed as he pulled back. What was I thinking? Kurama wouldn't kiss me! I shouldn't get my hopes up. After all, I think he's disgusted with me. He probably thinks I'm a monster. Maybe he doesn't. That hopeful thought brought a smile to my face.

"Delicious," he smirked as he licked his lips seductively. I looked away, trying to hide my tinted cheeks. He does things to me and I don't like them...

I threw the covers off me and stood up. I walked towards the balcony, wanting to see the view. I gasped, looking at the beautiful scenery. You could see all of Japan from here! The lights were absolutely gorgeous.

Arms wrapped around my waist making me jump a little. Kurama's chest pressed against my back. What the hell...!

"What are you doing?" I asked but didn't make any attempt to move away. Too be honest, it felt good. His warmth engulfed me like a blanket. It felt so right...

"It's pretty cold at here," he murmured, resting his chin on my shoulder. I nodded and looked ahead of me. I could see the shrine from here! I thought about what happened downstairs, Kurama's confession mostly.

"Did you mean it?" I questioned. I could feel Kurama's curious gaze. "Downstairs you said that you loved me."

There was a moment of silence. It must have only lasted for a minute but for me it felt like eternity. I was worried about his answer. What if he didn't mean it? He just said it to calm me down perhaps. He might not even like me!

"Yes, I did mean it," Kurama admitted. I felt relief wash over me. Old sparks ignited in me. I realized that I still loved him and thank god he feels the same. I love Kurama. That just rolls off my tongue easily. I like the sound of that. I love Kurama.

I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck. He stared at me in surprise, not expecting me to be bold. His arms still encircled my waist as I leaned closer to him. Goosebumps started to appear on my skin wherever Kurama touched. A shiver ran down my spine.

"I love you. Never stopped," I smiled. Even though I said I hated him, I never did. It was just a cover to hide how I truly feel. I didn't want to get hurt again so I put on a mask but now there's no reason to hide.

"As do I," he smirked.

That's all it took. I pressed my lips against his eagerly. Our lips moved together as he pulled me impossibly closer, closing the gap between us. I haven't felt this way ever since I ran away. I missed the touch of his lips.

This kiss was filled with passion, our longing for each other. I really did miss him and I knew he missed me just as much. And boy, is he a good kisser.

Things took a wild turn as I wrapped my legs around his waist, my back pressed against the railings. Kurama grinned and carried me all the way to his bed. He gently laid my down before interlocking our lips once more. I took off his shirt as mine got torn off.

"Let's make up for lost time," I smirked.

And thus begun one hell of a night...

****

A/N

Meh! I don't know why but I can't stop blushing! Sorry for those of you who wanted more but this is my limit. I don't like writing... inappropriate stuff, just a heads up. Call me a child or something but I am still a child at heart.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter :)

Vote & Comment