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Kurojaki looked around, his sword drawn as he waved his hand forward. Miroku came up behind him, pressing against his furred back. He was on a mission for the temple, as they traveled to exotic places, she allowed him to take the temple missions. But the order didn't really control any part of this island, so he was allowed to show that he was a demon and leave his duster behind.. It was cold here, but she was well equipped for cold terrain thanks to Mother Rosary. She wore something that almost looked like a priestess robe set, but it wasn't anywhere near. She wore thick white pants, a white cotton shirt, and a white jacket with wool on the inside. Her hiking shoes were replaced with a spare pair of Kurojaki's combat boots and they were the warmest part of her body which was important. She was happy to have this winter outfit as they moved through the ice caves, avoiding the bandits that chased them.

"Did you have to break his arm, Kuro?" She asked softly.

"He was about to hit a woman, any man that sinks that low is lucky if all I give them is a broken arm," He said with a smile over his shoulder as he stopped, then turned his head forward and closed his eyes for a moment. "This way."

She smiled at his remark, happy to hear him say these words. She knew he felt that way before she asked but it made her feel as if she was in the safest place on earth when she was with him. Knowing that she was with a man that wouldn't hurt her.

"How do you know where we're going?"

"The draft... if you concentrate, you can feel it caressing your fur," He said as he paused. "Go ahead, try it."

She stood straight not feeling much on her body at all. She doubted she would feel it with all her thick clothes on. He gently took her hands and got down on his knees before he started kissing each of her knuckles.

"Close your eyes and concentrate on your cheeks, your ears, your hair..." He said softly.

She closed her eyes and did as told... she could faintly feel her fur moving, the cold air moving through it and gently brushing the skin underneath. She smiled and chuckled lightly, nodding her head.

"I can feel it," She opened her eyes.

"It's a handy skill to have when you're stuck in a cave," He chuckled as he looked her over. "Come on, we're almost there, I can smell trees."

"Okay," She said, following him as they started moving a little faster, soon finding light in the darker tunnels.

They were soon in open air once more, running through the trees. In the light, she could see that her love wasn't as hot blooded of a demon as he always felt and acted. She had dealt with his muscles more then anyone else, she could tell from the way his scars were moving that he his muscles were contracting constantly, he was shivering. She felt a small twinge of sadness at her lover situation, but but she felt a bit more angry at him for not bringing his duster, or at least a light jacket. She also understood how he hated hiding though, he wanted to show the world that yes he was a demon but he wasn't a bad person. She pushed her anger aside for now... she had to concentrate on keeping up with him. His main concern was getting her to safety and he wouldn't give her time to get onto him until she was safe.

They sat against the rock panting, they were safe and well out of the way of any bandits. She moved to lean against him but bolted upright the minute her cheek touched his shoulder.

"Kuro! You're freezing!" She said as she jumped up onto the rock and unbuttoned her jacket before sitting down behind him, smashing her warm body against his back and wrapping her arms around him with the jacket before wrapping her legs around his hips.

"I'm fine, milady," He panted, sticking his sword in the ground.

She nipped at his neck, raising a small hiss from him. "Don't act all tough with me... you know it won't work."

"I know," He chuckles as he leaned back against her, his shivering slowly starting to leave him. " I'm not so sure about this princess... it feels like something bad's going to happen."

"It's a simple recon mission, nothing will happen, I promise," She said as she started rubbing his chest.

"I hope you're right," He said.

"Stop thinking about it so much," She started licking his neck, nibbling every so often.

"Careful my love, you know that could lead to something else," He said softly as he tilted his head to the side, giving her better access.

"If it'll warm you up faster, I'm happy to push you in that direction," She purred teasingly into his ear.

"I love you," He said, his hands coming up and taking hers, holding them against his chest.

"I love you too," She said as she rested her head against his shoulder.

"A few more minutes of this then we need to find a place to make camp."

"Okay."

He looked around from where he sat, one hand loosely rubbing over Miroku's back, the other gently petting through her hair, her warm breath tickling through the fur on his chest. With it being an area not controlled by the Order, he couldn't get much sleep in, there was no room for an error. He was able to cope with lack of sleep because he was a demon, his stamina being a little greater then normal. But he had to admit, sleeping with Miroku on top of him like this was an intimate act for him, the feel of another body pressed against his as he rested.

"You look beautiful when you sleep," He said softly as his eyes landed on her once more.

He felt it was safe to close his eyes, finding the balance between asleep and awake, his mind fluttering with the nights of passion and love that they shared. He felt warm under her, he felt complete.

She ran through the trees as fast as she could, her empty dagger sheath slapping against her thigh repeatedly. It had all happened so fast, the attack, the fighting, the fleeing. She was scared, but she continued running, he told her to keep running no matter what as he faced them with sword and dagger in hand. She didn't really know what else to do, Kurojaki had stayed behind to give her time to escape, the panic in his voice driving her fear to greater heights. She didn't even know what to do when she couldn't run any longer... her demon knight was behind her in another battle with demon's stronger then she had ever seen before.

"Kuro," She said sadly as she stopped and looked over her shoulder.

She closed her eyes as the tear ran down her cheek. She shook her head and took off again, she just had to believe her love could handle it. But she was lost without him, she'd never been to this island before.

Kurojaki looked around, his head spinning as he felt his body dragging through the snow, the freezing mud, and the cold dirt. He was mad at himself for being captured, they had blind sided him, but he was also happy, hearing from the talk around him that Miroku had gotten away, his sacrifice not being in vain. Now he just had to hope she would grow impatient and back track. She needed weapons and his were lying there for the taking, this land was too rough to be unarmed.

"You still have a soul," One of the demons dragging him growled. "We'll take care of that for you. It's holding back your true potential."

"I'll still kill every single one of you, just my nature," He growled with a smile plastered to his face.

She sat panting, leaning back against the tree. Now she would wait for him, she wouldn't budge until her demon knight was by her side once more. She hoped she was moving slow enough to leave a good enough trail for him to follow... she remembered one night when they returned to the temple to rest a little and have an actual bed. They were taking a bath together but she finished first and got out to dry while he was furiously scrubbing dirt out of his tail. When she was dried and dressed in her night gown, the one that caught his attention the most, she stole his pajamas and the clothes they had left on the floor and ran through the temple and hid. It was a failed attempt though as he proudly strutted through the halls with his sex shown to anyone who looked, and tracked her down on the faintest hint of wild berry that came from the shampoo she used.

She pulled her knees against her chest as a shiver ran through her, remembering that joyous time with him. But that shiver reminded her that it was cold and she was alone. She was thankful of her clothing, but remembered that their shared travel pack had been abandoned in the attempt to flee, their food and medical supplies which Kurojaki was sure to need when he got back. But that made her start sobbing as she dropped her head into her knees, tears soon flowing freely. She was safe and warm, but he was without a jacket and severely outnumbered. She wouldn't have ran if it was only one or two, she'd seen him take two on with no problem if he was in open space. But he was fighting six demons adapted to harsh conditions.

"I'm sorry Kuro," She cried well into the day, eventually falling asleep as the sun seemed to fly by without her noticing.

He gasped for air as the kick to his stomach dropped him to his knees, the chains keeping him from completely falling as they held his arms spread out, his shoulders and wrists straining from the knee position. This was their method of breaking him. They were provoking his full chaos cycle. Every other time his chaos released itself in a dire time, it was provoked because of a need to protect, so he only ever had half a release so he would remain in control. This was his normal chaos, a basic need to fight and win, blood lust so minor that no one was killed.

"I'm going to break your seal you fucking half life," The large demon said as he reared back once more.

"Fuck you," He growled. The punch sending his head spinning, his vision growing blurry as blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

He was given a special chaos, two stages of release, one was a natural reaction when the need to protect and win rose to great heights. His second release was protected by a seal that could only be broken by another demon. If that seal was to be broken, what he actual was deep inside him would be released, his soul would be put under immense strain, giving it a chance to deteriorate if he wasn't calmed fast enough for the seal to recover and and activate itself once more.

"Show us what you're made of!" He growled again as his knee collided with Kurojaki's head.

His vision was cut completely, unconsciousness claiming him once more. He was well past his limit, but he continued fighting. He had too keep his chaos in check.

She snapped into an upright sitting position with the worst feeling in her chest. It was dark, she had fallen asleep which she cursed at herself for allowing it too happen. Kurojaki was no where to be seen either, which worried her. She had gotten so used to being around him that she had developed a sixth sense that worked only for him, it was like she could feel the energy that circled through his body, like she could feel the heat from the flames of his soul.

She got to her feet and looked around once more before she started following her tracks, thankful for her cat eyes, reflecting what little light they were given to enhance her vision. If nothing else, she would at least know what happened to him. She hoped he was only injured and unable to move, but there was always that fear in the back of her head when they were separated because he was fighting.

"No, he promised," She shook the thought from her head as she started running over her tracks. "He wouldn't let that happen!"

She ran faster than she thought possible, following her trail all the way back to where she had last seen her lover. She saw the battle that had taken place, seeing the blood splashed on trees, burned brush and bark from his Soul Flame, and his weapons laying on the ground. His weapon strap not much further away, torn and covered in mud. He wasn't sitting against a tree unconscious and bleeding, which wasn't a good or bad sign. but when she saw the drag marks, hope was reviving inside her. She grabbed his strap and tied it around her hips before picking up his sword and sliding through the loop that held it, next came his dagger. She hissed as the blood curse burned her hand, but it wasn't for long as she quickly slid it into it's leather home. She turned and started following the drag marks. It meant that he had been captured, but at least it meant he was alive, but she doubted he was in good shape. She sighed as she started running again, her feet killing her because of her lovers boots, but she bared the pain, she'd make him give her a foot massage if they ever got off this island.

She found herself leaving the trees, a small hill with a stone structure atop it in the middle of a large clearing. She could see the fire from where she was and decided to at least see what was up there... traveling with Kurojaki had helped her to sneak quite well, almost rivaling the demon fox that she learned from by watching and copying, only enhancing what she came by naturally as a Lynx. She started up the hill and made her way to the wall before poking only one side of her head around the corner to see what was going on. Her eyes went wide as she saw what was unfolding.

The demon started crawling away, pain causing it to growl and groan, the shadow soon casting over it, the tail slithering around calmly as it looked over it's shoulder to see the menacing smile spreading over his face. He was a demon, but he felt a very human emotion filling his chest and head... fear. He started begging as the fox raised it's hands, showing the blood soaked fur, the long claws dripping. He howled in pain as the claws started slashing at him, ripping and tearing away flesh relentlessly.

She gasped and covered her mouth as tear started to form in her eyes. He stood there in the middle of the ring of stone pillars, standing over the demon as it degraded into ashes and descended into the underworld. Something didn't feel right, this wasn't Kurojaki. His jeans and boots were missing, as well as his gloves, the red swirl on his tail looked as though it had been stain in with actual blood, and his muscles, they were tense and showing ridges through his fur.

"Kuro" She asked as she stpped out of hiding.

He turned towards her with a growl, showing his elongated snout, sharp teeth, and the blood that covered him. It was Kurojaki, the scar from a bullet wound on his chest comfirming that. But this wasn't her Kurojaki.

"What happened to you?" She froze after asking.

This wasn't Kurojaki, there were no doubts. The real kurojaki would never cast the eyes of a killer at her. Her eyes widened once more as he went to all fours and started charging at her.

"No Kuro don't!" She said as she drew his sword and held it ready, tears still streaming down her cheeks. "Stop Kuro, I know this isn't you!"

He growled and continued at her, leaving deep claw marks in the ground. He couldn't hear her, he was nothing but an embodiement of blood lust.

"I'm sorry Kuro," She drew the sword back and swung as he closed the gape and jumped at her. "Kurojaki!"

She swung his sword, but felt no connection as it only cut through air and nothingmore. Instead, she heard the yelp of pain and the loud thud followed by the sound of a body skidding across the ground. Her eyes opened and she looked down, hearing his whimpers as the blue flames lapped at his body. His fur slowly shortening along with his snout and claws, the red fur returning to a hot pink little by little.

"Kuro!" She dropped to her knees, faster then the sword she let go of could land.

He was ice cold, but covered in sweat as well, every muscle in his body tense and knotted, his fur matted with blood. She started to panic as she fumbled with the knot she tied in his weapon strap, undoing it and kletting it fall as she sat down and started unbuttoning her jacket before struggling to pull him up and against her where she wrapped the jacket and her arms around him as best as she could. It wasn't the best feeling in the world as he quickly sapped what heat she had from her, and gave none in return. She was thankful that he was alive though, even if she feared what she just saw. As the night continued on, the panic turned to fatigue as the need to sleep overwhelmed and consumed her.

She woke with a shiver, but she felt warm and relaxed. She soon discovered whyas a warm, wet, and flexible object slithered into her tight depths, making her eyes snap open and a loud moan to escape her throat as her back arched, her hands clutching fresh snow into tightly packed snow balls, almost compressing them into ice. When she settled, the purring started, enjoying the sensations of the tongue wiggling around inside her, she looked down, guessing at who it was, Her knees rested on his shoulders and her heels against his scarred back as he oraly worshipped her. He was paying no mind to anything else as his tongue withdrew, placing a few quick licks at her clit before slithering back inside her.

"Oh, Kuro," She moaned as she reached down and grabbed his ears gently.

This is when his eyes opened to her, the slitted pupils thin and dark in the bright silver. He seemed to be the real Kurojaki though as he continued, his eyes open and on her now. She gasped as he removed his tongue and stab at her clit a few times with it before taking it between his lips and sucking gently. Her back arched as her juices leaked against his neck and trickled down between her buttcheeks, her mouth held open in a silent scream.

"Kuro... please..." She said as she started panting.

He released her clit and shook her legs from his shoulders. He started crawlingup her body, a few nibbles and licks to lead the way. When he looked her in the eyes, he felt a small drop of hot liquid fall on her tight back passage, but sighed in relief as she felt his tip against her soaking cunny. She had never talked to him about anal, but he never brought it up either.

"Kuro" she looked into his eyes, but a strange feeling was washing ove rher.

This was Kurojaki, but this was a new sensation coming from him as she continued to inhaole through her nose. He was acting primal, feral, this was a man driven on instincts. She didn't mind, they made love to show affection often, but she recognized this smell, she started feeling the sameway. They were rutting each other, having sex because it felt good and nothing more this time. He whimpered softly at her and she nodded, gasping as he drove his length into her in one hard thrust and started pumping his hips. She moaned and her back arched up against him, she felt something she never felt before though. a large bump at the base of his cock that wouldn't enter her. She looked down between their bodies and gasped as she saw the knot at the base of his cock, slowly growing fatter and fatter as he thrusted into her. She started panting harder as he increased his speed, his knot pressing against her clit as he ground it against her at the end of every thrust.

"Ye, oh god, yes," She moaned, feeling very vocal as he continued to thrust and grind until she felt him deliver a hard thrust, her soaking cunny strecthing around the front of his knot, another following and stretching her wider.

He growled as he gave another thrust, this one harder, causing her to scream as tears formed in her eye, her orgasm washing over her as she squirted her juices all over his abbs and thighs, his knot nestling inside her as he poured his hot demon seed inside her, flling her with nowhere for his cum to escape.

"Yes Kuro, fill me..." she panted as their orgasms ran their courses.

He huffed as he gently laid on to of her, both of them knowing he wasn't moving anytime soon as he started licking at her shoulder. She purred as she wrapped her arms around him. She felt amazing now as they lay there, both of them in there most weakest and intimate moment.

"What was that all about, not that I'm complaining?"

"I need to releave some stress and you have to admit, good way to warm u," He said softly. "Plus... it's sort of an I'm sorry for bein captured."

"Well all is forgiven, but since I have you trapped here... we need to talk," She said as she rubbed his back. "What exactly happened last night?"

"Remember last time I released my chaos?" He asked as he looked down at her.

"Yes."

"That was only the first stage, it can happen whenever it needs to happen and only goes strong enough for me to fight and win, but that's not my true demon nature. Last night was the second stage, they beat me until the seal broke, it released my full chaos cycle. Blood lust, the desire to kill and nothing more is my true nature..."

"You've had that trapped inside you the entire time?"

"Only another demon can break it... it's supposed to be sealed and never used," he said as he looked down. "If I go to long before I can be calmed, my soul will start to deteriorate."

"Oh my god," She hugged hi head down against her breasts. "I'm so sorry."

"No, it's okay, that's the first time it's ever been broken."

She nodded before gasping, feeling him move inside her. She could feel it, he had gotten smaller, but she could also feel that he hadn't gotten small enough yet. He continued to move though, ignoring her small mewls of pleasure, or was he continuing because of them.

"What are you doing?" She asked as she felt a sharp tug on her cunny, feeling herself stretch around him.

"I'm pulling my knot out, we can't really stay stuck like this all day," He gave her his devilish grin.

He knew what he was doing as he pulled at her gently yet roughly at the same time. He continued to stretch her further making her gasp and moan. Soon he had her stretched half way around his knot, another smaller orgasm tearing through her and growing just a bit more intense as he suddenly pulled free. A torrent of cum mixed with her lady juices poured out from her, a large blush spreading over her face as she felt it dribble over her fur. He quickly went about picking up hand fulls of snow and washing at the blood still in his fur as she lay there and enjoyed her after glow. She knew it wouldn't last forever but it felt good at the moment, being relaxed and warm as her eyes lazily watched the one that caused her such warmth bathed with freezing snow. He was eye candy for her, his muscles flexing this and that way, the ridge of each sculpted muscle showing as the melting snow matted his fur to his skin. She enjoyed watching his butt in particular, the round cheeks flexing as he used his knees, or when he lifted his tail around him to try and scrub as much blood and dirt out as possible.

"Aren't you freezing?"

"No, I feel really warm now, almost like there's a fire burning in my stomach," He smiled as he turned to face her as he cleaned his tail, or tried to anyway. "When I'm done I'll take my dagger and go hunt some rabbit or something, I don't think either of us have ate since the attack."

"Oh, I love when you cook," She sighed in comfort, her stomach suddenly growling loudly, making them chuckle in tandem.

"I guess that's as good a sign as any, when you feel like getting dressed, your clothes are beside you," He chuckled, grabbing his dagger from the pile.

He left, but she could hear him, he wasn't leaving the clearing, he was staying just within the tree line so he could hear or smell whatever decided to ruin there time here. She was glad he was normal once more, but she also felt different after their small sexual adventure. That was her first time seeing him running off instincts like that, she loved every second of it, but it also made her wonder about the side of him that she knew he hid from her now. She wondered if she was in heat and hadn't noticed yet or not, but she quickly dismissed that, if she was, the feeling would have been even more much more gratifying and powerful, not that it could peak any higher. She loved when she made love to him, she loved how they simply just had sex because it felt good, but if she was in heat, her tight love box would have been screaming for a ride and the ride would be that much greater because of how hot and active she would be at that same moment.

She leaned against him as the warm meat slid down her throat, purring in pleasure as she took another bite. Kurojaki wasn't to good of a cook in a kitchen, but she loved the way his food tasted when he cooked over a camp fire while they were traveling. She loved when he made Elk the most, it tasted best when it was fresh off the camp fire.

"Enjoying yourself?" He asked with a chuckle from under her as he too bit into a piece of rabbit.

"Yes, very much so," She giggled before taking another bite.

When she swallowed this bite, she looked up at him and straightened just enough to kiss his cheek before settling back down against his chest and turning her head back to her food, but her eyes caught something else. The small disadvantage of him not having clothes... his sheath was out in the open, the tip of his cock just barely poking out of it. She blushed but smiled and watching it as she took another bite of rabbit. It was sort of alluring, especially after seeing him the way he was earlier with her, but the need for food was greater as she continued to just watch and eat. She take a small adventure of her own when she was done with her rabbit, after all, he made her orgasm twice to his one, she wanted to return the favor, but in the most deviant way she could muster.

"I guess we'll find a way to carry the rest with us so we don't have to hunt for another night," He said, pulling her from her train of thought.

"Yeah, we both knew even as hungry as we were we weren't going to eat it all," She giggled as she took another bite, almost done as her eyes focused on his genitals once more, her mouth seeming to water a little more then it already was from the food.

"Princess?" He asked as he felt the meat and bone bounce against his thigh before rolling off onto the ground, a hand carefully cuffing his sheath and rubbing it, moving it up and down his trapped shaft.

"The only thing I wanna hear is you panting," She growled playfully at him as her body stretched out, her head resting on the lower half of his stomach as she licked at his tip.

"Y-yes milady," He groaned lightly.

She slid her free hand down into her pants where she started to slowly circle her clit and rub at her nether lips as she held her mouth around his tip and sucked gently, letting it grow and fill her mouth on it's own. When it was long enough she started bobbing on it, gently sucking as she pushed her fingers inside her own wet sex as her other hand moved from his sheath and started to gently caress his balls. She murred as the taste of pre-cum hit her tongue and he reached full mast, the knot at his base starting to slowly taking shape as well. She would have to get used to that, or maybe he had one before and never really used it on her, but she enjoyed when it was inside her, so she guessed it wouldn't be hard to adjust. She started moving a little bit faster on him, gently squeezing his jewels as her fingers found the spongy place inside her. She moaned around his cock as he started panting and growling, letting her have her fun with his body.

"Oh... Miroku...." He said her name softly, his hand gently laying on her head.

She felt an inner smile spread as she sucked hard as she slid down his cock once more, taking him into her throat. He moaned, his mouth gaping as his back arched a little off the log he lay against. She picked up speed at his reactions, seeing the size of his knot, her finger furiously rubbed that sweet spot inside her, making her hips gyrate as her palm grew slick with the juices that leaked from her. She released his balls and gently grasped his knot, squeezing it lightly making his hips jerk a little. A large spurt of pre-cum firing onto her tongue making her murr as their orgasms grew closer. He suddenly growled anticlimactically as his cock started twitching in her mouth, her head slamming down until her nose was pressed firmly against the hand squeezing at his knot as the hot cum filled her mouth faster then she could swallow, leaking around his cock and into his mouth as her own eyes rolled back, bliss spreading over her body as her body started convulsing as she covered her own hand in her juices, There orgasms slowly fading to their end, she sucked gently on his sensitive cock as she moved up it, releasing it with a pop before she went about cleaning him of his seed, gently taking each testicle in her mouth and sucking the cum from his fur. When she was done, she brought her hand out of her pants and started cleaning it as well.

"That was amazing," He panted as she sat back up and moved her body against him, resting her head on his chest once more.

"Now we're even," she said softly before yawning and slowly drifting to sleep against him.

This was the moment, the large cult gathering they had been sent to recon, Kurojaki's familiar returning with orders to execute each one, as well as another set of clothes, as well as his duster. He left his sword with her as he was going to use the shadows, he needed to make no sound at all for his Shadow Melt to work. She watched in amazement as she witnessed it for the first time. The shadows engulfed him, crawling over his body like long black fingers with claws at the end. She would wait in case he was discovered but she would much rather stay behind. She knew why these men needed to be killed, but she wasn't a killer, she could fight like a ragging she devil, but she couldn't kill. Kurojaki understood and didn't blame her, he didn't enjoy it when it was human, but he didn't force her, loving her all the more for being a pure soul. She thought that was a bad choice of words for what they did while they waited for his Phoenix, Fira, to return... it wasn't virgin pure, it was actually naughty on several levels as she managed to talk her demon knight into being a bottom.

She shook her hand and refocused as every sign that Kurojaki was beside her disappeared, he was undetectable. Not even a small whisper of his breathing was noticed. But she soon closed her eyes and cringed as the piercing screams and bellows of pain started sounding, Kurojaki had began, moving in and out of the shadows like a monster to the humans. each time he stepped out, another scream echoing over the land. But that soon changed as she heard him growl in pain, the sound of a small piece of steel connecting with concrete reaching her. She quietly moved up to the entrance and looked inside to see Kurojaki engulfed in blue flames that slowly turned black, his body convulsing as the sound of bones crunching and moving made it too her ears. She cringed and felt a tear well up in each eye.

"Your seal... it's been broken already... that means you only 4 more seal breaks before you can't turn back... let's see if we can bypass them," The man wearing the head mage robes spoke as he continued to work his spell on Kurojaki who was on the ground, his fur standing on end and growing longer, the hot pink fur of his body turning back to that blood stained color.

She looked down at his sword before she charged in... she couldn't stop herself as she rushed past the man that was slowly changing and running his sword through the mage's stomach. She gasped as she felt it... the minute she stopped, feeling his pulse through the handle of the sword. She slowly started backing away, leaving the sword in him as he smiled.

"You're... too late... his seals been broken a second time," He wheezed before falling to the ground.

She turned as she heard the scream of terror behind her as Kurojaki attacked the other mage's that had managed to survive his earlier assault. She felt horror herself as she watched him take down the last and start slashing at him over and over. She felt the tears start flowing harder as she ran up behind him and wrapped her arms around him, feeling the blood on her hands as she hugged herself against his back crying. The demon before her paused, her tears matting the fur on his back as the sounds of her crying echoed in the now empty and dead structure. She couldn't speak to him, so instead she just held this tortured soul in her arms and cried, falling to her knees, the demon following her as he remained still. Her eyes shot open though as pulled away from her and turned to her, showing that not all the blood on his chest was his, the eyes of a killer casting down on her, but they seemed different this time. He slowly reached out his arms then hugged her to his bleeding chest as she started crying harder, yelling her emotions into his chest as the blue flames surrounded them, but only burning him. He held her tightly as he transformed back into the Kurojaki she loved. Tears of his own falling down his cheeks as he held her, letting her cry for as long as she needed.

"We're going home," He said with a shaky voice, almost inaudible between his own crying and hers. "You're never going to see this place again."