Chapter 1

Bad wasn't ready for this abrupt change.

It was hardly a week that went by since the bonding, but he couldn't ignore the strange things already happening around him. He began to see and notice the world around him wasn't what it appeared to be. Even those who walked the streets were now seen in a different light. He fought off headaches every so often, Garou insisted they were nothing to be concerned about.

The one thing Metal Bat wasn't use to was the blood sucking. Despite how it felt before, the sensation changed. Each time he feels Garou sink his fangs into him, there's no pain, but a sense of pleasure. The blood leaving him has become calming and very relaxing to say the least. Yet, he wasn't going to say it out loud!

The S Class has been on his case recently too. Telling him he has to come in and speak with them about his current situation. Bad keeps blowing it off since he has to pick Zenko up from school. He was about to head out on patrol that day, yet when he went to leave the house, a massive chest and a backpack outside the front door greeted Bad. "What the hell is this?" he muttered. The chest itself was heavy as hell, at least it should have been. He was able to lift it with relative ease, yet when he dropped it into the house, it landed with an intense thud on the ground!

The sound awoke his unwelcomed houseguest from his sleep. Garou emerged from a spare bedroom, when he saw the chest. His smile grew. "Oh good, my stuff is here!"

"YOUR stuff?" demanded Bad. "Look, I agreed you could stay here for a little while, why the hell are you moving in!? Aren't you a vampire who great wealth or something?"

Garou already popped the chest open and rifled through his belongings. "Yes, but also my family doesn't take too kindly to me right now. I do have the income to live elsewhere, but you live here. So I live here"

Bad rolled his eyes. "Yeah well… you aint' living rent free!"

Suddenly Garou dropped a stack of money before him. "First month…" then another stack dropped. "Last month. AND I will buy all the food and cook!" he announced and then smiled a wicked grin. "I can't have you go hungry on me, and I need to ensure you are eating properly… so I can eat properly."

He shuttered at the thought of it all. "Yeah, yeah, I get it…" Bad muttered, he was about to leave until Garou stopped him.

"You haven't eaten yet!" he warned.

"I ain't that hungry" Bad snapped, but his stomach begged to differ. The rumble his gut gave off even startled him. Garou's arms crossed as he nudged his head to the kitchen. "In you go, you are not leaving until you have had a decent meal!"

"I'll grab something later, I got patrols to do!" Bad turned and was about to reach for the door when his body froze. He couldn't move! Suddenly he was thrown back and into the kitchen chair! He still couldn't move as Garou stared down at him.

"You will not deprive yourself, for you deprive me!" he warned. Garou then got right to work, cooking up a hearty meal and placing it before Bad. Steak and eggs today, he unfroze the S Class hero before slamming a knife and fork before him. "Eat!"

There was no arguing with him, Bad consumed what was before him begrudgingly. He was just going to grab something later, it wasn't that big of a deal! Yet as the plates emptied, and his stomach filled. Bad muffled a burp. "Okay, happy!?" he demanded.

Garou nodded. "You better have a good lunch or I swear I will hunt you down myself… and you know I will!"

"Yeah, well, you ain't a welcomed sight on the streets if the other heroes see you. Best you stay out of sight for a while. Some still haven't forgiven you from your last 'hero hunt' to say the least." Bad then checked his watch. "Shit, I got to go!" he was up and out of the chair in a hurry, but paused. Reluctantly, he turned. "Do you need to drink?" he asked.

Garou shrugged. "One for the road."

He approached him slowly, Garou has been doing this a lot as of late, almost teasing before the bite. His hands would slowly creep up Bad's back, as he braced him close, Garou would take in his scent and then, his fangs would drag over his neck, not enough to cut the skin, but make certain Bad felt them. When the bite came, he braced for it, knowing it was coming and yet, at the same time. When the blood was taken, it felt… good. He never knew why or how it happened, but as of late, each time Garou took from him, he felt amazing afterwards.

With his fill taken, Bad left the house shortly after but made certain the bite mark healed over before leaving the house. It was time to hunt down some monsters!