Deep Midnight (miyamoto)

Twin jewel bright eyes glanced upwards at the sky, the winged lycan feline was on the run. Having been hunted by slayers all night long she was completely exhausted. How ever she could not afford to stop, it was deep midnight. And the cloak of darkness wouldn't keep her hidden forever because of her fur coloring which glowed as white as the moon.

Luna growled softly keeping her presence low as she forced her aching body to run away from the sound of what ever had been following her. Thinking that it might yet again be those that had destroyed the royal family of lycans, she was the last survivor of that said family. But she was doing a poor job. Her velvet dress was in tatters from running past crooked tree limbs that had snagged and torn through the preshious cloth.
Darn slayers, can't cut any good lycan a bit of slack. I am growing tired of this chase, and if they back me up against the wall I am going to let them have it, and then they will see its not nice to hunt a cat.
While running from the enemy she never saw the tree root in front of her, and she tripped hard face first into the ground.

Matsu Nimuro was riding down the road at a high speed. His horses hooves digging up the mud and dirt of the road. His swords bounced up and down on his armor. His bow and arrows was in there quiver. His crimson and golden armor were in stark contrast to each other. He stopped and looked to the sky and then surveyed his surroundings. His eyes narrowed as he smelled blood and death in the air. His kicked the horse in the haunches to spur it forward. He breathed slowly as he felt something in his gut. He did not have a good feeling about this night. Yet he drove forward to the next city ad his home.

Luna was alot closer to the road then she realized, and slowly transformed into a semblence of a human form, with long cascading silvery white hair. Her extremly pale skin glowed eerily giving her the appearnace of being etheral and other worldly.

But there the human appearance ended, for hidden amongst the hair atop her head were the cat years, though the wings and tail were now gone. The only remains of what she still was were betrayed by her almond catlike sapphire blue eyes.

She struggled to get herself up from the ground, she could detect the sound of hoof beats comming up from the road, and she wanted more than anything to get away before some one caught her. But she had injured herself during her trip, and her wrist was cut and bleeding. In human form she couldn't heal her cut right away unless she transformed back into her furry self.

She glanced back the way she had come, and heard the sounds of the enemy get closer that caused her to try and put a bit more effort into trying to get further away, though with an injury she would likely not get far.

Nimuro was focusing on the road and went around a bend and avoided some large buolders. He then suddenly saw a girl fall from the woods into the road. he pulled back on the reins and stopped the horse. He dismounted and ran to her and said in Japanese.

"Are alright Milady?"

He noticed they she was different from the other Europeans. Her ears and cat like eyes. His own eyes narrowed as he said in english.

"Milady are you some sort of kami?"

He head jerked up as he heard the slayers and hunters approached. He went to his horse and grabbed his Kabuto and Menpo and then walked back to the lady. He stood then between her and the woods. He didn't draw his swords but merely stood there. His face hidden behind the Lion mask of his clan. He closed his eyes and waited for them to come.

Luna blinked trying to process his words until he spoke in english. "Is that anything like a lycan?" Her voice was still quite pleasing to hear even after all she had been through with the slayers. They emerged just after she had voiced her question.

One of them who was wearing what appeared to be silver chain mail spoke. "Where did that lycan go, I know we chased her all the way out here she couldn't have vanished into thin air." Little did they know that the lycan they sought was right under their noses.

Nimuro open his eyes and looked at the warrior in silver. he cocked his head to the right and said in English.

"I do not know what a Lycan is Milord. I know of this woman only. I found her lieing in the road. Why are you looking for a Lycan if I may ask Milord?"

He then sense danger and slowly but subtly began reaching for his swords. He lossen his body and readied his mind for combat. But it merely appeared as if he was nervous. Twas but a mere illusion one not to be taken at face value.

The slayer narrowed his eyes slightly. "Because this lycan that we are looking for is the last of the royal winged feline were creatures. If we can catch her before she curses anyone else with her blood line then there won't be a major problem in the future. Lycans are known to kill people during the rise of the full moon. This particular lycan has fur that is the color of the full moon. Her name I believe is Luna. And silver only kills lycans."

Luna was watching the posturing her eyes narrowed slightly, things could get dangerous if the slayers pushed their luck or so she thought. How ever she didn't dare betray herself to her enemies just in case they managed to get around the big armored guy.

Nimuro frown behind his mask. he walked forward two steps and said firmly with a experienced Battle Commanders booming voice.

"You will leave now I have a lady to assist. Find your beast elsewhere for it is not here. In my homeland we honor Kami not slay them they are our protectors not destroyers. Its a shame that honor is not international. Now I bid you luck on your journey Gai-jin. May Amaterasu smile upon your path and bring you glory."

He turned to help the young lady on the ground. he placed a gentle hand on her should and another under her arm. His strength was amazing yet so was his gentleness. He loosened his sword just in case he had to draw it quickly.

The slayer inclind his head, he had no wish to fight at this time. Besides he knew that he would find other game else where. "And the same to you as well." Then his group turned and left, leaving luna behind them. But had they known they probably would have tried to push the issue.

Luna blinked slightly but she was so very exhausted that she was glad for the help. For her will power had given out when the confrontation of the slayers had happened. "At least they have left." Of course she was pretty sure they would come back, they always came back.

Nimuro pick her up and placed her on the horse. He then mounted the stallion behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waste. He said to her from behind in perfect English.

"Everything will be alright milady. Now hold on hyaaah!!!"

He kicked the horse hard spurring it into a hard gallop. He directed the horse with great skill and ease. despite the fact of having a squirming passenger in front of him. he smiled and laughed as the thrill of riding a horse bred for war at full gallop.

Luna watched as the scenary raced by them on the galloping horse. Of course she would hold on. Though she had never seen an animal run so fast, except perhaps her own family when they were still alive, and though it made her a smile for a split second it vanished for the memories also brought sadness.
"Actually my name is Luna." Though she knew it probaly was not a good idea to reveal herself so soon after he had saved her from the slayers. Still she had to give him a name, and it was better to give him a name that was her own.

Then she started to pick up sounds as if they were heading towards an inn of some sort. Though Luna knew she didn't have any money on her at all, and had no idea why they would be heading in that direction.

Nimuro slowed the horse as he entered the town. He was at a trot when she told him her name. he smiled and said formally and bowing his head respectfully.

"I am Matsu Nimuro I hail from the Far east and a land very different from your Milady. We shall stay here at this Inn my treat of course."

He stopped in front of the Prancing Goose and wrapped the reins around the stop. He help Luna down and walked her in the Inn. he sat at a table and asked for beef stew and sweet cakes and some Ale. He looked at Luna and said

"Order what you like Milady I have previous arrangement with proprietor of this establishment."

The Ale was brought quickly to the table though the food would take longer as it needed cooking.

Luna thought about it. "Well perhaps a glass of milk, and maybe a bowl of stew." Though stew may have been her least favorite it would at least help keep her strength up, and she would need that if she parted ways with Matso Nimuro. "And I appreciate it, because when I left I didn't take anything with me except for the clothes on my back." Which was the sad truth unfornately Luna hadn't thought to take money or pack extra clothes, but then she'd had no time because no sooner had she found out that everyone was dead then the slayers had nearly converged upon her.

Nimuro pulled out a bag of gold coins it looked as if it was heavy with weight. He pulled out three coins and said plainly.

"Get the lady whatever she wants I will cover her."

He then handed the waitress four more coins and whispered in her ear. She nodded and walked away. Minutes later several waiters bring plates with cream and fish and placed in front of her. Then they brought the warrior a pitcher of ale and a steak.

To Luna the smell of fish being sat down before her on the table, was mouth watering, and so was the cream. It reminded her somewhat of her home, her mother had often cooked fish like this. But she was hungry enough to not let that deter her. Though her good manners told her she should wait for him to start eating before she dug into hers.

How ever being distracted by the large quanity of fish didn't help the hungry female much espeically sense it smelled so good. She hoped he forgave her for not waiting for him, and quickly dug into her meal to fill her belly. She hadn't even been able to hunt properly because of the slayers that had been on her tail.

Nimuro smiled and removed his menpo and kabuto as he saw the girl tear into the food as she ate. He ate his food with a par of chops sticks from homeland. He poured his ale and watched her eat. A hours later they were up in the room he had bought for his stay in town. He set his things into the corner and sat in the corner and began to sleep. He said to her before going to sleep.

"I will be here if you need anything Milady. You may have the bed I have this corner."

He pulls out his katana and places in between his arm and bowed his head into his knee. His other leg was stretched out as he dozed off.

Luna glanced at the bed, and then at Nimuro. "It looks to me as if you need the bed much worse then me. I can easily sleep on the floor in my other form. Sides I am used to sleeping in my other form anyway." Though Luna had no idea she had just opened a can of worms with her argument. Or the fact that he probably wouldn't like that very much.

Nimuro stirred but did not get up. He breathed slowly as the wind outside blew. The moonlight peeked in and crickets could be heard. He said with out opening his eyes.

"Milady I am a warrior and I have spent much time at war. Beds are a luxury I am not used to or comfortable with. I am fine where I am at. If you wish to join me that's is your prerogative not mine."

He stayed where he was as a single maple floated into the room and seem to stay suspended in midair before falling to the ground. But before it fell Nimuro threw a needle shuriken. It impaled the leaf and the shuriken landed in the wall next to her head. The hole in the leaf if you looked through it you could see Luna's eye.

When the weapon hit above her head, it scared her enough to transform and leap upon the bed in her full feline form. Her white furr standing on end, and unsettled growl escaping from her throat. Though she didn't know if he was trying to prove a point with her or not. It had scared her instead, she wasn't used to seeing such displays and in fact her family had kept her away seeing such things. The females always waited for the males to come back from hunting, and if there were events were males got to play with their weapons the females didn't go to them.

So had never gotten to see much weapons much less see demonstrations of them in fact it was probably more easier said that she'd led a very sheltered life within her pack but then so had most of the other females.

She started to settle herself on the bed making herself a nest underneath the covers, and when that was done, she slid herself underneath them, but not before she closed her eyes and bowed her feline head in silent prayer to the cat goddess Bast.

The next day Nimuro woke before the sun rose he bathed and then went outside to do his katas. After that he ordered breakfast and had it brought to him so he may bring it to his room. He entered the room quietly and placed his meal of rice eggs sausage and bacon as well as sushi from his home. He placed the baked trout basted in a white wine sauce with cream and orange juice onto Lunas lap. He then went over to eat his breakfast his armor lay in the corner. Before he sat he removed his haori and was in his hakama pants only. The scars on his body show that he had seen many battles and was no stranger to pain. He began singing in his language a beautiful tune that sounded as if it was from the gods themselves. To listen to it was to bring a tear to ones eyes.

During the night Luna probably had transformed back into her human self. It was the singing how ever that woke her up, not the food that was laying on her lap. Her eyes opened slowly at first because she was still groggy. Then the smell of food wafted in front of her nose and woke up her hungry stomache.

Though she wanted to tell him how beautiful the tun was, she decided instead to eat, just in case he wanted to hurry and be on his way all that sooner. It wouldn't be fair to make him wait, so she quickly dug into her breakfast.

Nimuro had a small fare for breakfast so he ate it quickly and waited for luna to finish her dinner. He got up and went to the wash basin and dropped his hakama pants and began washing himself. He made no effort to hide his manhood from Luna. His body was well muscled and toned and had good definition. When he had finished he walked over and brought the basin to Luna and offered to bath her. His eyes was piercing and boring as if he was looking into her soul.

Luna didn't know what he saw there, but if he was offering to help bath her. She wasn't going to refuse though she had slightly looked away when she noiticed his well endowed male hood. She had lightly blushed which made her skin take on a pinkish hue. "A bath I think will be very nice." Though she knew she would have to strip out of her old beaten clothes, and that she started to slowly do. The injuries she'd had were completly healed and now non existent sense she had transformed into her feline form last night.

Nimuro waited till she undress before beginning to bath her. He started on her back and then he pushed her forward so she would lean forward. He went down her back over shoulders under her arms and down her sides. He stopped and went too her front facing her. He washed slowly around her breast and over her nipples. he went down to her belly and stopped handing her the rag saying.

"Milady I cannot go not further. I am not your husband a handmaiden or a your husband should go that far. I'm sorry."

He turned so his back was to her and she had some privacy. went to stand in the corner so that she wont feel crowded.

Luna had almost let slip several times while he had been washing her a purr, she was very touchy, and that caused her to get slightly arroused, but she kept her instincts in check when he gave her the rag to finish where he could not go. She quickly did so, letting out a soft growl to escape from the pleasant sensations of down below.

When it was over with, she was glad that she had not lost her control over her form because of the bathing expereince, but that still left her arousal to come down on its own, and though she knew that would take time, she went in search of her clothes to keep her mind and instincts busy so that she wouldn't try and jump the poor man. Though it was a harder battle she had to fight inside, and that battle could not be seen on the outside.