Ariikos dark eyes opened just after her companion left the room. She sat up, watching the sway in the hips of the woman she had loved on when night had fallen when she walked away. A small smile trembled at her lips. This woman... ah.. she was a breath of fresh air. 
[i]"Indeed."[/i] Ariiko had been so at peace, so relaxed that she jumped at the voice... and appearance, only seen by her, of Ida. Sitting across from her, her red skin glistening in the morning sun. The Demon was intangible, unseen, to all but her. Hell... Ida wasn't even really there. It was just a projection from Ariiko's soul, The demons tied in with it. [i]"A breath so fresh that you are undeserving of the experience."[/i]
As she spoke, Ida crawled onto the bed, a predatory movement, and pushed Ariiko down, a hand on her chest. The Demon licked her lips. [i]"You don't deserve love or happiness you pitiful mortal. You let your own father die. Watched him. You probably make your little 'Starlight' sick."[/i] As she spoke with snideness and bitterness in her tone, The demon leaned forward to kiss Ariiko, to steal the memory of the night. Ariiko, angry now, shoved the projection of the demon off.
"You know NOT of what I deserve!"
As soon as she had yelled the words, the projection dissappeared, Leaving Ariiko alone. She realized now she was sweating and looked around. She slowly pulled her legs into her chest and wondered, fearfully, if she was going insane.