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"No sweety, be care full," you said, scooping up your two year old son in your arms.
He wasn't much for words, but he was very expressive. Although he should be talking he simply refuses, because he knows he can get his point across just fine without them. He looked at you with those crystal blue eyes of his, pleading to be put back down so he could continue playing. You knew you couldnt resist those eyes, and most importantly he knew it too. Pushing your bottom lip out in a false pout you gave in, just like you both knew you would and set him back down.
"Just be careful Hiei," you said, stand by as he tottered around. Unknowingly tears started to fill your eyes as you watched him. Your little clone of the man you use to love... the man you still loved.
"Mommy," the only word your son has ever said. You wiped your eyes with the heel of your hand as you met the wide eyes of your son. That expression, it mirrored his...

(*Flashback~~~~)
His eyes widened slightly as he met yours. Shiemi still held in one of his arms.
"Persephone," He said, "I-"
"I don't want to hear it." You said, your voice wavering slightly. He'd never seen you so hurt. Like every piece of trust you'd given to him was shattered.
"W-wait, how do the two of yo-"
"Your not the only child of satan in the Cram school." You said over your shoulder to Rin. Turning your eyes back up to Amaimon, you felt the drowning feeling of betrayal swelling in your chest.
"Proserpine," Amaimon said, using your real name in hopes of explaining himself, that it was only a tactic to get Rin riled up.
"You have no right to address me so imformerly!" Shadows began to swirl around your feet, picking up power with each second. Using a length of shadow you gripped Shiemi by the waist and tore her away from Amaimon, practically whipping her back at Rin. "Amaimon, King of Earth... I thought you were different. I thought I could trust you."
"But you ca-"
"If I don't see you for another four centuries," you said coldly as a tear rolled down your cheek, "it'll be too soon."
That last thing you saw was him trying to reach you before you could disappear, his wide crystal blue eyes almost pleading.

(*Present~~~~)
If you hadn't left like you did that night, you're not completely sure if you wouldve been able to control yourself. You're not even sure if you really saw anything in his eyes. Before Amaimon you'd never trusted men, and what he did is only an example of why you should've just stuck to not doing so.
But as you watched your son at play you knew youd gotten one good thing out of the heart break. Hiei was going to be different, because you were going to raise him to be different. Its almost time for him to got to bed, even if you don't interrupt him you know he falls asleep at the same time almost every night. Like clockwork. So for now, you might as well clean up what you can.
"I knew you'd end up dozing off." You cooed as you craddled your child against you. His warm limp little body cuddling against yours as you carried him to his room. Once you laid him down you stroked his dark green hair and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, "I love you sweety."
You'd only just gotten back downstairs when you heard a thump from your sons room. For a moment you almost passed it off as a toy falling out of his toy chest but then you heard another. Rushing back upstairs and whipping open the door, your heart nearly stopped when you saw him. The man your son so resembled, the reason your son even exists. He stayed there for a moment, floating, his legs crossed, gazing down at your son. His son. Amaimon turned his head after what seemed like eternity, his eyes meeting yours. With that one look it felt like you were already being devoured by him again. He hadn't even spoken but you already knew that it was only a matter of time before you crumbled.
He let his feet touch the ground and stepped closer, making your body tense. The green haired man stuck a sucker in his mouth as he walked past you. Although he hadn't said anything you knew exactly why he was here. He wanted to talk. Reluctantly you followed him downstairs into the living room. You don't know how he knew the lay out of your home, but you figured it could be discussed at a later date.
"I thought I said four centuries would be too soon," you started, crossing your arms with a sigh, "or did you mishear me?"
He sat on your couch, his legs crossed and that damn sucker swishing in his mouth. His eyes bore into you, making you even more frustrated.
"You didn't even let me explain myself." His voice almost sounded hurt, "You said you wouldn't leave me again."
You remembered those words you'd exchanged the first night the two of you had reunited. You remembered his sincere tone and how he'd held you and how you'd held him.
"And I recall you saying you wouldn't let me leave."
The two of you sat like that for a moment, in silence. Both afraid to throw a pebble into the calm body of water that was this moment. Your eyes didn't dare leave his, as if they were the only things keeping you breathing.
"I didn't," he said, breaking the silence, "I came after you this time."
You held yourself a bit tighter. A part of you wanted to give in and run into his arms right there, because he had come after you this time, he didn't stay away. He didn't leave you alone like he had for those four centuries. But another part of you still wondered why he'd agree to do something you may see that would undoubtably injure you. You still wondered..
"Would you have kissed Shiemi if I hadn't shown up?"
The words flew out of your mouth.
"No, I was counting on Rin stopping me."
"And if he hadn't?"
"She was precious to him," Amaimon said, standing up from your couch and taking a few steps forward so he was almost chest to chest with you. "He wouldn't let any other mans lips touch hers."
"H-How do you know that?" Having him so close to you again made your heart race in a way it hasn't for a long while.
"Because," he said, his face showed little expression but his eyes always showed you exactly how he felt, "Im the same way with the woman whose precious to me."
Those eyes of his did what they've always had the power to do to you, they made you give in, turn into puddy in his hands. Lifting yourself up on your toes a bit you pressed your lips softly to his, your arms snaking around his neck like they'd done so many times before. You damned yourself for falling back into him so easily, for not yelling at him, for not giving him a piece of your mind. But honestly, a small part of you knew he wouldn't have done it, because that look in his eyes as you left that day told you so.
"I love you." He said when you broke away from the kiss, his arms wrapping you up in a hug so tight you could feel all your pieces coming back together.
"I... I love you to." You replied, burying your face into his shoulder.
You were just as wrapped around his finger as he was around yours if not more. Youd never let him know, or at least youd never tell him. After all, how could you say no to him?