I woke up to Blade doing the usual. Tail wrapped around my waist, head on my chest. Then I remembered the incident yesterday. "Holy s**t!" I thought. "Blade killed three men to protect me! Is this really how far our relationship has come?" I tried to get up but winced in the pain that was in my knee. Blade woke up and helped me out of bed. I hooked my arm around his neck and limped out of the bedroom.

The aftermath of the fight was so bloody that I nearly threw up in my mouth. Blade seemed to understand, so he set me down on the couch and got rid of the bodies. Don't ask me how he did it. To this day he still won't tell me. He grabbed a rag and wiped up the bright red spatters of blood on the walls and the floor, some even on the roof.

"Well Blade..." I said. He walked over. "Looks like they won't be bothering us anymore." "No, they will not..." a voice said in my brain.

Duh duh dunn!

Authors Note: Thank you guys for reading my story! Thank you so so so much! It really means a lot to me! Love you guys! And they lived happily ever after and all that stuff yada yada...