Thisis fan-made. there are no parings. This is really just a drabble. You can connect it to my story Frozen Reflection or not, it's up to you.
Disclaimer: I don't own Tsubasa.
Fai's POV
I tucked the covers underneath Sakura-chan's chin before exiting.The door closed noiselessly behind me. No, not quite. I could hear a faint, strained squeak, but I knew only I could hear it.
"Sakura-chan's asleep. Mokona is sleeping with her." I said to Kurogane in an even tone, despite the anger that began to well up. "Are you planning to drink something?" I asked as he walked past me.
"Sake." he replied as he stopped. I sighed in fake exasperation.
"Really, what will we do with you?" Suddenly I heard the faint sound of tearing. I could hear him inhale a bit sharper.
"You should drink too." He said. I glanced in his direction. "You don't have to drink it; that's up to you. But it will just keep flowing weather you want it or not." His katana was now slightly stained with blood. I could feel my stomach knotting in hunger, the siren call of food too much after going on nothing since my transformation.
"Truly, what will we do with you Kurogane?" I said, an exasperated smirk on my face. But I could see that he knew he had one this time. I bent forward and pressed my mouth against the blood. I held his arm to get a better grip. His muscle were tense, and I could taste the adrenalin in his blood, like a slightly sweet tang; the fight or flight instinct. His blood was spicy and metallic. "Did you notice?" I asked, pausing for a second.
"Yha. That we're being watched, right?" I drank some more feeling my energy returning as his blood fed me.
"Our next opponents in chess, or..."
"Maybe the guys who have been watching us this whole time?" I finished. But I knew it wasn't him that we were feeling watch us.
"No matter which it is..." I licked the last of the blood, knowing I wasn't going to let myself slip up again, not if I could help it. "I won't let them hurt us anymore." I said darkly as I licked my fingers where the blood had dripped down. And I meant it, every word. I walked to my room and closed the door. But not before hearing one last thing I probably wasn't supposed to hear;
"But that's the problem; are you lying again, or telling the truth?"
That was it! what do you think? I love that scean in the book for some strange reason. Me and my vamp fetesh, I suppose. This has no pairing, I just an interpritation of the scean.