Platonic Hazard

A/N: Hey howdy ho...been on vacation...back in the saddle....Lets blow this joint!lol R&R is appreciated

Barak watched me placidly. He knew! I had unknowingly given this demon pimp my secret! Haze was going to kill me. "Your a hybrid?" His question was so deadly soft I was almost afraid to answer. Hybrids weren't illegal. We were just extremely rare. To have one in possession was like having a house made of gold and a toilet made of diamond. Everyone wanted one and would gladly kill for the chance to shit on it. I stared at him, eyes wide. "You can't have me", I told him thickly. "Im off limits...I don't belong to anyone...Haze doesn't own me either..." He was still staring at me. "I had no intentions...of owning you...although...you would be a remarkable asset to me...but...considering I do temporarily have you under contract..." I snarled at him. "I am not your property, contract or no. You can not possess me as some toy to show off to all your little demon pals. Legally I belong to myself and myself only." He pursed his lips in thought, then suddenly, "How many know of your existence Alina?" His question took me by surprise. "What?" He was looking around now, and his sudden unease made me nervous. "How many know of you? How many know that you are a rare breed of creature walking free?" "I...I don't..know...Haze has known since he met me...my mother obviously....her boyfriend..." He took my upper arm in a vice grip that made me wince. "Ow...what the hell.." He pulled me close to him, walking me back towards his limo quickly. "I am a powerful Demon Alina, but it is clear others know of your existence and wish to claim you for themselves...suppose one of these is a demon far beyond my own abilities?" I blinked, realizing what he was saying. He wasn't going to try and take me for his own...but he could only help me so much if an attack were to happen tonight.

I let him pull me into the limo, taking a moment to note the small comforts, before the door slammed shut. A voice spoke from a tiny speaker on the ceiling. "Where to Sir?" Barak looked at me. "Haze is at a club", I told him flatly. "What club?" I shrugged, leaning back into the plush leather. "I dunno". He frowned, then looked up at the speaker. "Return us to my estates if you will". "Yes sir". I glanced at him. "Your estates?" He smirked at me, picking up a glass filled with champaign. "But of course..." He sipped his drink elegantly. "I own more then just one bar in this city Miss White...they make me a fairly wealthy man." His red eyes sparkled at me over the top of his glass and I frowned. "Tell me though...as a Hybrid you surely know the rarity of your own people...you said your mother was a vampire...meaning your father is a demon?" I rolled my eyes. "Yup...don't ask me where the old man is...I don't know..." He examined his glass, watching the bubbles rise to the surface. "A demon would leave his hybrid spawn? Knowing what powers you could have given him?" He pursed his lips. "How long have you been alive Alina?" I sat back, crossing my ankles. "A few years...19..my father didn't care what power I could give him, for he didn't even know I existed till I was 15...he visited once...and now all I ever get from him is a few birthdays presents and cards for the holidays...I don't know where he is...nor do I care". He stroked the condensation off the side of his glass, his face expressionless. We rode in silence, the only sound being the soft patter of rain against the window as it begin to fall. Typical Cincinnati weather. I watched my breathe fog up the window, tracing my name in it then turning when I felt the car start to slow. "Sir..we have arrived". He glanced at me, a small smile on his face. "Welcome to my home."

His 'Home' was by far the largest freaking house I had ever seen. It made my tiny apartment seem trivial in comparison...and god knew I was richer then this bastard. I just chose to keep my spending to a minimum..hell I even bought thrift store clothes. I doubted Barak would ever be caught dead in thrift store clothes though. He led me up a winding path, through a thick, lush garden where tropical birds flew in a false sunlight. A brightly colored parrot landed on the demons shoulder, and I watched as he fondly stroked its head, feeding it something from his pocket. "I didn't know you were such an animal activist", I mocked, quoting his words from dinner. He glanced back at me. "Im not...I just like birds". I followed him into what looked to me like a study of sorts, then, into what could have only been his bedroom. I balked at the sight, refusing to go any closer. "Come my dear...tis merely a room". He grinned at me, and I forced myself not to give him the finger. The bird fluttered to a perch in the corner, and begin to eat out of a gold dish. Something told me it was pure gold to.

The demon sat elegantly on the side of his bed, and bent, beginning to remove his shoes. I was surprised to see he didn't just have a servant do it for him. Id seen enough scurrying about, bowing to the man like he was some king. When his shoes were removed and set aside, he started on his shirt, unbuttoning it from the bottom up. My face flushed, and I turned away, pretending to investigate the photos on his wall. He had a lot of them. Some were black and whites, others news clippings. The most recent were from when I had crashed his bar. "I didn't know you were such a collector". His chuckle was soft. " I enjoy keeping myself up to date...and I'll admit...I hate having bare walls." I didn't blame him. My own walls contained pictures of all sorts. Fan mail decorated my bathroom and living room. I had even spent a week coloring pieces of paper and making a heart collage out of them. I found a few clippings from my concert and smirked. "Big fan are we?" He came over to investigate what I was looking at. I could feel the heat radiating off of his body as he leaned over my shoulder. "Hmm...I did tell you I had been a fan for some time...I wasn't joking." I turned to looked at him, only to find him much closer then I had anticipated. His red eyes met mine and he smiled, running a hand through my pale hair. "I have to admit...the white hair suits you so much better then that bland black wig your Haze has you trooping around in...it brings out your eyes..." Before I could say anything to this, his lips were on mine, soft and gentle, testing. I didn't pull back, to surprised to do anything besides stare up at him stupidly. He stroked my face, red eyes searching. I got that feeling that he could see my thoughts again, even if he wasn't pulling a telepathic thing on me, simply by looking into my eyes, and I looked away. When his hand dropped, he stepped back. "Forgive me...that was sudden.." I shook my head. "Uh...no problem..." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, then smiled at me. " You know...i never thought in a million years I would have what I had always considered my idol in my bedroom." He laughed then, and grinned. "Honestly...if Cherry knew..." I snorted. "Huh...yea...I bet she would just loooove that". My sarcasm was thick, and he picked up on it quickly, still grinning. "Hmm...yes...I bet she would." In one swift movement that took me by surprise, he discarded what remained of his clothes, and I did everything in my power not to stare openly as he turned away form me, exposing a well toned ass, and legs. But damn was it hard. He glanced over his shoulder at me. "Please excuse me...I find...the under clothing so many humans enjoy to be..constricting to certain parts of my anatomy." I blinked, forcing my gaze away from the smooth muscle of his legs and looked at him. "No problem". God, to say the least...the demon was positively yummy.

Barak smiled faintly to himself, enjoying the fact that his open nudity could bring the tougher then nails woman to flush so adorably. "I would be most pleased if you would remain here as my guest tonight...I assure you no harm will come to you under my roof...far more so then if you were to return to your flimsy apartment". She frowned at him. "I like my apartment...theres nothing wrong with it...just cuz im not a witch and cant do those fancy pantsy protection circle things..." He laughed and stood, moving into his bathroom. He could hear her as she settled on the edge of his bed, obviously more at ease with his presence gone. "I do not doubt you could take care of yourself Alina..."

The sound of water starting to run made me look up from my task of unzipping my boots, and I swallowed hard when he appeared in the door way...one yummy well endowed demon popsicle. Haze was a good looking man, but he was nothing compared to this creature of the night. "Care to join me?" His voice was deep and husky, and just barely tettered on the edge of lust filled. Demons were horny bastards. "Er...no thanks..." His smile was wide, and I was happy to see that, unlike most demons, his reached his eyes. "Oh come now..surely all that hopping around on stage has simply left you acheing for hot water". I made a face. Yes I did desperatly want a shower, but I certainly didn't want it with him joining me. He glanced over his shoulder, then went back into the bathroom to turn off his running water. I could hear it sloshing about as he stepped in. "Come in here Alina...you don't have to join me but I would much rather speak to you in the same room". I made a face as I popped my other boot off, then stood and went into the room. I almost choked at the sight that awaited me. Barak frowned at me slightly, covered by a mound of bright pink bubbles that smelled faintly of peppermint. "Don't laugh...I didn't choose them...cherry did". I pulled myself onto his counter, drawing one leg up to rest my chin on my knee. "Sure she did". He pushed the bubbles down somewhat and leaned back, sighing heavily. " Its true....I hate peppermint..." I smiled to myself, letting my eyes wander around the room.

It was almost as lush as his bedroom...with one hell of a city view from the large ceiling-to-floor window at the other end. "So this is how the loud billionairs live". He was watching me intently. "Your by far the richest woman in this city arent you?" I shook my head. "Nah...the Mayors wife makes more then me by like...1.5 million...she just makes it a point to spend most of it on herself....I insure myself...do charity...all the holiday events...and keep a small investment aside for my mothers retirement fund..." He shifted in his hot water, then suddenly grinned. "Come here.." I eyed him, a slight frown creasing my forehead. "Why?" He held out a hand. "Just come here Alina.." Reluctantly I slid off the counter top and moved closer...but not to close. "Kay....im closer...now what?" Before I knew what was happening he had suddenly lunged forward, grabbed my arm, and yanked me forward. I was momentarily engulfed by pink bubbles and water, while his deep laugh resonated above me. When I surfaced, I gasped and spluttered, making for the edge to get out, but he held me against him, chuckling softly. "You..you ass! How da-" I broke off when he claimed my mouth again, my body pulled as tight against his as possible.

My fingers splayed across the bare, well muscled chest and when he pulled back he was looking at me with mild amusement. "You talk to much..you know that?" I blinked, taken back by this comment. "I do not." He wrapped a wet strand of my hair around his finger, watching as it curled lightly when he released it. "No I think you do...even at work..I watch you...you sit and flirt with all those morons who aren't even worthy of your attention". His red eyes took on a rather hard stance, and I suddenly wondered if perhaps my boss was jealous. That would be interesting. He looked down at me, his gaze softening once more, and sat up slightly, pulling me with him. In the process my hands slipped below the water surface to steady myself and without warning brushed against something both hard and soft. We both froze instantly. A smile that the devil himself could have worn spread across the demons face. "Well now...if I had known you would wanna play like that.." I made a noise of disgust and jerked away from him, promptly pulling myself out of the tub. "Not in a million years Mr. Kashman..." His chuckle was low and I could hear the water being sucked down the drown as he emptied the tub. I chanced a peek at him through the mirror and swallowed hard when I suddenly caught sight of what i had touched. 'Holy shit...' He was Huge! He spotted my general line of sight through the mirror and smirked at me. "Now you know why next to werewolves Demons make the best lovers". I made a face at him then turned and walked out. 'So full of himself...'