Cheating life

The hair was black and the skin smoothed into a gentler complexion. The night of the new moon had always been such a weakness, a night to dread and hope to defeat. But every half-demon knows too well how fast things can change.

Soon, this night was no longer dreaded, but feared and anticipating with that wild taste that shoots adrenaline through veins like melted fire.

It was hoped for with such forbidden want that they caught each other locking eyes in those few, skittering moments when their barriers were down, letting lust and something they didn't even want to think about creep into their eyes and take over.

Just for a moment.

And then the moment was gone, but the need was there, at the pit of their stomach, almost like a pain that equalled sadness.

And then the new moon would slip past, and they always met up, somehow. They would let themselves melt into each other, doing the most dangerous thing a half-demon could do in such an opening night.

But somehow, she didn't care.

"Shiori" He whispered into her ear in hot breath. That boy that used to torment her when she was just a child. And the same feelings would always deceit her happiness after a single of weakness.

Shame. Sorrow. Guilt.

But for those few moments they spent together…

She managed to not care.

For a few moments, she was simply contempt with cheating both death,

and life.

And for a moment…that was enough.

oOo

A/N

Can anyone smell burning bamboo?