The clear moonlight shone down on me, illuminating the night around me. I stare around, standing in the middle of a lake. The water is perfectly still, not disturbed by my presence upon it. My crystalline, icy gaze wandered slowly through the mist, enshrouding all that surrounded me.

The silence is almost deafening, pounding throughout the forest, almost shattering its beauty. I watch in silence as creatures of the night come to the lake ot drink. As always, they pay their respects to me before approaching. My cerulean hair grows slightly longer with each homage. A smile graces my delicate features.

Suddenly, a human stumbles onto my peaceful lake. The instant it touches the water, ripples spread like wildfire, angering me. How dare this pathetic human disturb my home? I stop suddenly, realizing who this human is. Hao Asakura. The manipulator of fire and my eternal enemy.

My usually gentle, bright blue eyes freeze with hatred and disgust. My face twists into a look of utter rage. How dare he enter my lake without paying homage? He has no right to be here!

“Hao,” I say, my voice low and deadly. He looks up, a serious look on his face. It breaks into a grin when he sees me. I walk slowly towards him, not making a single ripple on the water’s surface.

“Mizuko,” he says, slightly happy with my presence, “I’ve missed you. How has life been treating you?” I glare at his small talk. He’s trying to get away from the subject. The same subject we speak of whenever we meet up.

“You’ve been resurrected,” I say, that chilly glare placed firmly upon him, “That means another Shaman Fight is coming, does it not? You wish for my assistance once again. The answer is the same as always. No.” Hao frowns slightly, but covers it quickly with a grin.

“What makes you think that?” he asks, feigning innocence, “I simply have come to speak with my life long friend. Is that a crime?” I reach him and sink down into the water, my feet touching the sandy bottom.

“Do not lie Hao,” I say, “You still wish to make a Shaman Kingdom. It will not work. You shall be defeated time and time again. And I shall revel in each defeat.” Hao glares slightly at me, upset at the accuracy of my prediction.

“Don’t be so grim Mizuko,” he says, putting a hand around my waist, “You know you’ve missed me. I’ve been gone for 500 years. How can one not miss their best friend?” I stare at him in slight amazement. How can he still think of me as his best friend after what he did to me?

“What’s the matter,” he asks in a whisper, mouth close to my ear, “Speechless? Or are you nervous? I just miss you so much.” His tongue laps my ear languidly, making me shiver. I push his arm off of me and form my trident of water. A spark reaches Hao’s eyes.

“You want to fight?” he taunts, “Then let’s fight!” He summons his fire spirit, which stays firmly on land. I smirk and summon my water spirit. She forms beside me, graceful as ever. It’s our destiny to meet like this.

The fire and water spirits, two opposites, yet lovers when they were young. They long for each other, and their partners will long for each other as well. I, however, refuse to give in to Hao. He is an evil, conniving bastard, not worth my contempt, let alone my love. He has been trying to fulfill our destiny since he was first resurrected. We fight until we can fight no longer, conceding defeat at the same time.

This battle is no different. We fight, beating each other bloody. His fire melts my ice. My water puts out his fire. It continues in a seemingly endless cycle, both of us tiring rapidly, using our full strength to battle. Soon, we both concede defeat to the other. Another tie.

I lay upon the water, gasping for air and from the burning in my muscles. Hao lays upon the land, gasping as well, but smirking at me. He begins crawling towards me, a sinister look upon his face. I glare at him, daring him to come closer. He does.

I send a tendril of ice under the water, coming up and piercing his side. He flinches, but continues towards me. I glare, too tired to form anymore attacks of any kind. Hao just struggles towards me, that sinister smirk still plastered on his face.

“I’ll make you love me,” he whispers, just loud enough for me hear, “Even if it’s against your will.” My eyes widen at what he’s suggesting. We may have bodies of those not even two decades old, but we are as ancient as time itself.

“No,” I say stubbornly, “I will never love you. No amount of strength can make me yours. I would rather die.” Hao smirks once more before capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. I gasp at the sudden contact, allowing him to slip his tongue into my mouth. I struggle desperately, but futilely as he kisses me, forcing me to submit. I eventually close my eyes and allow Hao to take control, finally, after thousands of years, submitting to him. He smirks into our kiss.

“Finally giving up?” he asks, drawing out my anger, “It’s about time. I’ve dreamt about this day for thousands of years. You have no idea of your affect on me.” He snakes his lips down my neck, leaving a trail of feather light kisses. I growl at him, my anger evident.

“Don’t make me change my mind,” I say dangerously, “Water is a fickle element, prone to changes. Don’t make me change now.” Hao sucks on the skin where my neck and shoulder join, making me shudder. I place my hands light on his head and pull him towards me. His lips make more contact with my sensitive skin.

“Mizuko,” he breathes, his hot breath brushing against my icy cold skin, “You’ll soon be mine.” With that, he captures my lips once again, this time asking for entrance. He slowly licks my bottom lip, enticing a shiver from me. I open slightly, just enough for him to slide in his tongue. He searches my mouth, trying to find my tongue. They eventually meet and battle for dominance in the kiss. I quickly concede to Hao, not wanting to make this last longer than necessary.

Hao flips me over onto my back, never breaking our heated kiss. He climbs on top of me, making me sink into the water a little. I moan into our kiss, Hao’s hands wandering under my loose, strapless shirt. He rubs circles over my stomach, slowly rising up. I gasp slightly when his finger brushes the bottom of my breast.

“Nervous?” Hao asks, slight amusement in his voice. He kisses down my neck to my collar bone, sucking and licking my soft skin. I emit a low growl, a warning. He shouldn’t taunt me anymore. I’ll get up and leave if he does.

“Fine, my little water sprite,” he says, sucking my neck hard, “Just know, I’m an impatient person and I’ve already waited far too long.” Hao’s hand slips from under my shirt, pulling it down in one yank. My breasts are exposed to the cold night air, making me shiver. I wrap my arms around my chest, a weak effort at modesty and warmth. Hao slowly unwraps my arms.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers in my ear, “There’s no need to hide it. Besides, I’ll keep you warm tonight.” I shiver in pure delight at the thought. Hao quickly takes off his shirt and presses close to me, his body heat emanating from him. I wrap my arms around him and bring his warmth closer.

He kisses my now exposed chest, licking and nipping every so often. He eventually reaches my hardened nipples, erect from the cold and stimulation. He smiles for an instant, then takes my nipple into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth.

I gasp, arching my back towards him. He smirks and sucks hard, leaving a love bite. He removes his mouth and attends to the other nipple, making me shiver from the cold air once again.

“H-hao,” I stutter, pulling his face to mine, “Hurry up and fuck me. I’m going to change my mind quickly if you don’t.” Hao smirks and yanks down my flowing skirt, exposing my fully naked body. I blush and look away, extremely self-conscious. He smiles and pull off his pants and boxers, exposing a hard, erect cock. I whimper slightly at his size. He’s all of ten inches, about two inches thick. I swallow hard, now very nervous.

“Don’t worry,” he breathes, “It’ll only hurt for a little bit. Just relax and it’ll go away sooner.” I nod and bite my lip, waiting for him to start. He stares at me for a while, taking in my body. I begin to blush many shades of crimson. He crashes his lips with mine, kissing me more passionately than ever. Then, he does it.

I scream into our kiss from the searing pain. Hao keeps a tight hold as I thrash about, wanting the pain to stop. He just rests inside of me, filling me. I slowly stop thrashing, the pain lessening. Hao waits for me to signal to go on. I squirm under him, wanting him to move.

“Move Hao,” I say, lust dripping from my voice, “I won’t wait much longer.” Hao begins moving at a slow pace at first, the pain coming back slightly, but drowning in the waves of pleasure washing over me. I buck my hips, making him pick up his pace. He begins pounding away into me, making me scream out his name in pleasure at every thrust.

“Hao! Ngghhh... harder... harder!” he obeys my commands and thrusts even harder than before. I continue screaming, my body and mind elated. I suddenly feel him brush up against my clit. I wrap my legs around his waist, wanting to feel that again.

He rubs against it again, making me shudder and moan out his name. A tightness begins to appear in my stomach. It builds with every thrust. After a few more, I climax, spilling my juices down his cock. He orgasms right after I do, still pounding inside me. I milk him dry, his hot seed filling me to the brim. He thrusts still, a little slower than before. My legs begin to loosen their hold on Hao’s hips. I can feel the sweat on our bodies mixing in the water.

“Mizuko,” he says, groaning into my neck, “It’s your turn.” He rolls us both over, so I’m on top now. I stare at him, still inside me. I smile mischievously and begin rocking side to side. Hao’s face twists with pleasure and he grips my sides, pulling me closer to him. I smirk and rock more, making him moan out my name.

“Mizuko!” I continue to rock until I feel him begin to tense. Cruelly, I pull off of him and sit on his stomach. He growls at me, angry that I’m keeping him from orgasming.

“You don’t want it to be over so soon, do you?” I purr into his ear, making him shiver, “I don’t. Let’s make this last all night.” He nods almost imperceptibly, making me smirk in triumph. I kiss down his rock hard chest and abs, loving the feel of his skin. I continue down until I feel his cock tap my chin. Smirking evilly, I brush my fingers against it lightly, barely touching it. The reaction is insane.

Hao jerks his hips up towards me, making me chuckle slightly. I take his cock in a light but firm grasp and run my fingers down his length. He shudders hard and begins panting, his cock hardening in my grasp. I slowly bend down and kiss the tip. He bucks his hips up to my mouth, moaning loudly. I giggle slightly and take as much of him in my mouth as I can. I suck on his cock harshly, rubbing it with my tongue. Hao continually bucks his hips up to my mouth.

Finally, after a few seconds, he comes into my mouth. I swallow his seed, enjoying the taste. I drag myself up and kiss Hao, letting him taste himself. He tastes like clover honey. We remain locked in a kiss, battling for dominance once again. Once again, Hao wins.

We spend the night having sex, playing in so many different ways. When morning comes, we’re both exhausted, lying on the water.

“That was great,” I say breathlessly, “We went at it for hours.” Hao looks over at me lovingly and kisses me gently.

“Let’s do this again soon,” he says, smiling widely, “I’ll be sure to come here more often. In fact, I think I might even settle down here. You could be my wife.” I smile and press myself closer to Hao. I close my eyes and drift off into a peaceful sleep, knowing Hao is beside me. He hugs me tightly and falls asleep soon after.