Author's Note: This is my little blurb on the side, of what happens between the time Shido's mind is screwed with, and Cyric tracks him down. Hope you like it.
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Vacant Pleasures – chapter one
By Sayori
Tapping the unused nail file against an already manicured nail, Cain watched his pet sleeping the heavy slumber of the mind-raped. He could feel the residual struggles in Shido's thoughts, but it was useless. He was just that much stronger than his pet, and no amount of Cyric's blood would ever change that.
His Nordic eyes narrowed at the thought of the other, his grip tightening on the file. He was surprised when he heard the metal snap. He had broken it in half he saw when he looked down. The sharp corners had not pierced his skin. Disgusted with the flimsy material, he flung the pieces away from him.
Sometimes I only remember the days when you were young; those days when you were young and stupid. You had no reason to complain. You were taken care of, and able to do whatever your heart desired. I flowed inside you. I made you, and loved you. What happened? What made you think you were evil, that what we shared was evil, all of a sudden?
Cain had pondered this frequently over the years. He remembered that night clearly. They had been lying together, asleep, in their bed. He had awoken because of the sudden rush of cold air against his skin where Shido's body had been keeping him warm. His love had been sitting at the foot of the bed, dressed and shaking slightly.
Cain's heart winced at the memory of the look on Shido's flawless face. It was one that combined disgust, horror and hatred, and it had been directed at him. He had tried to talk Shido out of this bizarre emotional decision of his. But his little one told him he could never "love a monster". A monster, how dramatic his copil was. He was no more a monster than Shido, than any other vampire. He had said this, argued with Shdio, trying to get him to think logically and not let his emotions rule his actions. It had only driven Shido further from him.
He could have stopped Shido that night, by force. But he had let him go, why he couldn't understand. He should have known his pet would balk at any attempt to bring him back. Who wouldn't after being allowed to leave in the first place?
Heaving a weary sigh, the blonde shook his head unhappily. He should have never let his pet leave in the first place. None of the mess would have happened if he hadn't let him go.
The whispered scrap of fabric against skin brought him back to the present. His eyes focused on the stirring form beneath the covers again. The lilac-haired vampire was half-awake, not deep enough to be asleep but not awake enough to be active. Finding a more comfortable position on his side, Shido went still, drifting towards the hazy slumber he had barely left.
Doubt was gone from Cain's mind. Any price was worth paying to see this again. Moving silently, Cain left the chair he had positioned across the room from the bed and slunk to the bedside. He squatted so his face was level with Shido's. The soft, slow breaths the younger vampire exhaled touched Cain's cheek delicately. The ice azure eyes softened to a gentler blue, something deeper and inherently softer. He stayed where he was for a few minutes, enjoying the pleasure of his view. He couldn't keep himself from sliding into bed beside his pet, and taking the sleeping vampire in his arms. He fit Shido's head under his chin, and everything was perfect. Their bodies still matched like they had been made for each other. That pesky lump developed in Cain's throat again. How was he ever going to survive this exquisite pleasure?
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