Vampire's Kiss by yokoshima sama

1. The Vampire's Kiss

A/N

I know, I didn't finish that new story I started but you know what? I thought about it and decided that I didn't want the whole world reading my life so I quit. This new story is full of my newest obsession, Vampire's. I just read and watched Vampire Hunter D and now I can't stop thinking about D or Vampire's. Therefore, I will write a fanfic with Vampire's. If you don't like it, tough, you don't have to read it. Anyway, hope you like it!

Vampire's Kiss

Sobs racked her body as she sat, shivering, on a forgotten log. Her long black hair swayed in the cold night breeze as icy tears fell from her eyes. Her hands rubbed her arms feverously, trying to create warmth. A shiver ran down her spine as more sobs escaped her throat. She sat in the small clearing in the middle of the woods, far from her friends, for about an hour. Then, she felt a pair of familiar hands upon her shoulders as a thick black fabric surrounded her shivering body. She smiled as she held the cloth to her. She placed one hand upon the hand on her shoulder. The skin of this hand was cold to the touch.

"Arigato Iroaku-Sama."

"I thought I said you could just call me by my name. You don't need to use my title Kagome."

"Gomen, I forgot."

"It is alright."

Kagome smiled at the tall man behind her as he came and sat next to her. He was a man of average height. He had pure white, flawless, skin. He had shoulder length black hair. His hair had a silver shine to it, making it glow in the moonlight. He had crystal blue eyes that sparkled with so many emotions. They resembled pools of frozen water. He wore black harori and hakamas. Gold designs sewn into the fabric. He wore a pair of black, demon leather boots. Gold outlining them as well. His black harori sported a tall collar, the fabric reached to his chin. She could tell the fabric was of the finest silk. She grasped the velvet cape that was now draped over her shoulders.

Iroaku took a seat next to Kagome upon the log. He stared at her with his sparkling crystal eyes. Then, he placed a hand upon her shoulder. She brought her attention from the ground to his angelic face. She remembered the first time she had encountered Iroaku. She had been running from Inuyasha. She had seen him and Kikyo together and wished to die. She had run deep into the forest and got lost. She sat on the ground, her back to a tree. After about an hour, she heard his deep and soothing voice behind her. She had jumped at the sound and turned to see him. His appearance had frightened her. After talking a few minutes, she realized he was no threat. She soon began to trust the man. Evening after evening, she would run into the forest crying and he would appear to comfort her. That was the current situation. She stared into his eyes a moment before he spoke. His voice was deep and soothing, as usual, but she couldn't get enough of that sound.

"What did he do this time? Was he with the clay woman again?"

"No, he said I was his shard detector when I told him I loved him. He made it clear that he didn't care about me. It broke my heart Iroaku."

Kagome broke down and began crying again. Iroaku wrapped her in his cold arms and held her close. He rocked them back and forth until she began calm down. She rested her head against his chest as he continued to comfort her. He rubbed her back gently and stroked her hair. Soon, she drifted asleep in his arms. He let her rest for a moment before gently shaking her awake. Her dark chocolate eyes stared into his crystal blue ones as she rose and stared at the ground again. After a moment of silence, Iroaku spoke to her.

"Why do you stay with him if this is how the Hanyou treats you? You deserve b