A/N: Unedited and Thanks to all that read my stories

It had been a couple of days since she had last seen Youko. He wasn't overbearing like Koga despite proclaiming her as his, nor was he overly sexual like Miroku. She thought that he was a beautiful as Sesshomaru.

And dangerous too.

It was strange however that he left her alone, though it wasn't like she could escape if she wanted to.

This cave is just one large maze. Stretching her limbs, she reached for a scroll. Youko left her many scrolls on Kitsune.

It could be of some use… not that I'd ever think of that damn fox in that way. She was wary though, he never made a move to steal her shards. It wasn't possible that it was just she he wanted. No there has to be something bigger at stake. She chewed on her bottom lip in thought, so focused she let out an squeal when she felt a rose caressing her lips.

" Hello Miko."

Glaring at him Kagome proclaimed, " My name is Kagome."

" And here I come bearing gifts." Youko let out an audible sigh, pretending to be distraught.

" I don't want nor need your gifts. You can not buy me." She averted her eyes from his. Her right hand tighten around the scroll mimicking the tension in the air.

Youko'e eyes turned molten gold before smoldering over. He reached into his robes pulling out a pouch. " So you have no need for these?"

Her eyes widen and she reached out to grab the shards he dumped from the pouch.

" Aah aah ", He waved a clawed finger in her face, " I thought you had no need for my gifts."

She wanted to wipe that smug grin off his face. "What do you want?"

" A kiss." Depositing the shards into her free hand, he reached out and caressed the side of her face. He was gentle, yet forceful in the way that he dominated her mouth. It was nothing like the clumsy attempts with InuYasha. She felt her knees grow weak as she let the scroll fall to the ground. She wanted more, more of what she didn't know, but she could feel her body pulsing with desire. He took her bottom lip between his fangs and bit down enough to draw some blood. He sucked the wound greedily before pulling away. He rather liked the way her lips were swollen and her skin flustered.

" I'll see you at dinner." He gave one last lingering gaze at her lips and walked out of the room.

Now I'm really screwed.