"When did…" Again he cut her off, anticipating her question.
"When indeed," He drew closer and feeling it now safe, he sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering why he’d secretly been afraid to approach earlier. "Because of your foolishness, you were dying from blood loss."
Kyoko suddenly had the strange notion to go get a huge tattoo… one that would cover both marks.
His eyes narrowed. "I marked you to keep you from dying."
Kyoko didn't know whether to smack him or thank him with that tone of voice. Her gaze snapped up to his. "I thank you for saving me. For saving all of us Kyou, but why do I feel like you are mad at me for something?" The silence that followed that question was deafening.
Kyou didn't want to give away any more than he already had. He knew she had power over him bu
