"Lady Light shall get over it. Does your father know you're here?"

"I could care less what my father knows. He knows I'm I'm dead...didn't seem to care much. He knows I'm somewhere away from him, thats all he really cares about."

Poison smiled sympathetically. "Mine is the same way."

He found himself oddly attracted to her. He forgot about Dawn. He didn't know why, but something about her seemed...undeniably irresistable.

He took her by the hand and led her to the sitting room, where he pulled out a chair for her. He wasm't in control of his own actions...he was being forced to this.

"I guess I know how you feel." was all he could say.

Poison's eyes glinted. "I suppose so." The corners of her mouth tilted up.

He saw the slight smile, a faint hint of emotion on an otherwise stone cold face...stone cold...but beautiful. He couldn't help but admire her. Her hair, her eyes, her soft skin.

"Mind telling me about you? I'm sure you know more about me than your letting on..."

He smiled a bit too. It was a mischevious smile, a smile he couldn't help, a smile that said "Hey there...do you want me?"

She returned the smile, her eyes taunting. "I am the only child of Lord Dark. My mother is unknown, as I have always lived here. Earth bores me." She shifted slightly, smiling again.

"Looks like we're both only childs...but I knew my mother...more than I knew my father."

He inched ever so closer to her and leaned across the table slightly, folding his hands up under his chin.

"Enought about the past though." He couldn't control himself, he knew what was ahppening wasn't controlled by his hormones...he didn't have any...he was dead. Of course, for all her knew, he couldn't get anything from her anyway...since he was only a spirit. Right? He doubted his own logic. Too mnay things were possible now.

He drew the left side of his lower lip into his mouth and placed his teeth on it, drawing on it for a few seconds before exhaling and looking at her. Her hair was black, his a silky white. Her skin was ivory, his almond, her eyes were black and mezmerizing, his red a terrifying. But they were one and the same.

She leaned closer to him. "You should have grown here, as I did." Poison closed her eyes halfway and smirked.

"I think I would have rather grown here...would have met you sooner..."

He leaned in until the edge of the table pressed against his own stomach, and he could move no farther. Her smirk was well accepted. He lowered his left hand onto the table, near her hand. She had a dark black aura around her, just as he had a red one. They co-mingled, and a bright flash lit up the room.

Shadows danced around them. "Why is the table still here?" She asked quietley. Poison touched the back of his hand with her fingertips.

"I don't know..." he raised his right hand and lovered the crystal formation, pressing the table back into the ground. There was now open space between them.

Poison stepped towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "My lord..." She murmered, staring into his eyes.

"Lord..."

'I could get used to that', he thought to himself. He had forgetton about Dawn. She was but a distant memory. Not a hint of her remained inside him.

Poison...poison maybe...but lovely poison if any.

Poison smiled again. "And I'm your Lady."