From: The Fox ********************** ********************** Gift From the Death. **************** Chapter 6. Aoshi was in running before to wake up when he heard the scream. Megumi was screaming like a terrorized or mutilated animal. He ran just with the ears guiding him, as all the ninjas: she was still in the third scream when he reached her, and supported her in his arms as she fainted. She was all wet, her white yukata clinging to her body and a thin line of blood in her mouth. "What the hell....?" The forest was silent. A little to silent, in fact. Aoshi carried her back to the cabin with ease velocity. He cuddled her in a blanket and then pat her face lightly, calling her with a stern voice. - Takani-san, wake up.- Megumi opened slowly her big, cinnamon eyes. With a cry, he lunged for Aoshi, starting to cry uncontrollably in his neck. As she trembled, Aoshi patted her back and head without a thought. - Megumi, what happened? Daijobu... you're safe now with me.- he smiled, with the sudden memory of little, little girl in his arms, scared for the ghost stories of Beshimi. Little Misao has wept very like this... (Note: I'm going to wrote that story like Misao ja ne! second part!) - M-m-m-onss-s-s-ter!.- Megumi managed to choke between tears.- A mo-mo-monst-er w-was ....looking *sob* m-m-mme!.- - Where, Megumi?.- he ordered, his eyebrows raising slightly. - In the br-branches...- she wailed before slip to unconsciousness again. Aoshi let her rest between the blankets and revised the forest. That's no way a bird or a squirrel or an ugly ninja would terrorize in that way to the stoic, practical doctor. It's no way any being had sneaked down his earlier revision. But most of all, its no way it would disappear in the air like that! That let just one option, one Aoshi wouldn't like to considerate: Megumi was hallucinating. Was a lot of nerves, a concussion, or the drugs? Most likely. But He wouldn't help saying that to her. The better way to keep her calm is apparent to believe in her. Besides that, the terror was perfectly real. He came back barely minutes after. Megumi was still asleep, but shaking and crying in her dreams. Aoshi, his dark eyes suddenly full of commiseration, sit besides her and let her cuddle against him. - I will protect you, Takani-san.- he whispered. Softly, the tremors subsided. Megumi fall asleep, and Aoshi touches her long, silken black hair. So cold... Aoshi blinked in confusion. It's a smell in her... A smell of wilderness. Aoshi breathes hard and then tenses. His blood is suddenly rushing like a torrent. Like a waterfall. He lifted a hand and see with surprise is trembling, and the blood was chanting in his ears. He tried to call a Zen calm with a little exercise of breath control, but it's starting to be hard to think. His mind is going foggy... He dropped his gaze, and sees Megumi with wide unseeing eyes against his chest, listening his frantic heartbeat as she eyed him with something in her eyes that turns the cinnamon to blood... Aoshi tilted his head, feeling her equally desperate breathing. What is... He blinked. It was night. Megumi was asleep in the same position. He has just awakened. Night? Where that five hours go? I'm.... I've surely fainted. Yes, that's it. Aoshi struggled for control feeling panic in the pit of his stomach. What is happening to me? He raises, feeling his legs numb. But he felt his mouth strange... hurt? When he brushed a hand against his lips, he sees drops of blood. He turned his sharp eyes to Megumi's red mouth. Blood. Her soft lips are biten. Hard. What the hell? He swiftly scanned the place. Nobody, they're alone. No traces of any strangers' actions in anywhere just silence in the forest and in the pool. Just the sounds of the cascade and the wind. Megumi blinked and sat. Then she yawned, and grabbing the blankets she fell deep asleep again with a contented sigh. When she turns, her yukata fell open, showing her bare long legs, her thighs, the soft curve of her buttocks and waist hidden for the loose yukata and her back and shoulders naked and glistening under the moonlight, the back veil of hair emphasizing the paleness. Aoshi touched her back, his skin as pale as hers, and gasped. Her temperature was exactly his. Following a sudden instinct, he touched with his lips and tongue, feeling her scent and taste familiar. His hands were trembling. Why? You have to go NOW, OUT, was his mind and his training yelling at him. But he closes his eyes, enveloped the both with the blanket and fell asleep, his head in Megumi's full breasts. So familiar. So... The moonlight showed to identical pale foxes deep asleep with blood in their mouths. ********************************************** ------------------------------------------------------------------------ GET A NEXTCARD VISA, in 30 seconds! Get rates as low as 2.9% Intro or 9.9% Fixed APR and no hidden fees. Apply NOW! http://click.egroups.com/1/915/4/_/_/_/951323105/ ------------------------------------------------------------------------