Hungry (for lack of a better title)

By Sanhao Taitai (the collaborative efforts of Seraphina2, Kristen-san and feikoi)

Warning: Abbreviated round robin. Randomness may ensue.

He was hungry. For blood. And not just any blood.

"Kei-kun, where are you?"

"Not tonight, Sho."

Sho pouted. "What, are you going to claim you have a headache next?"

"How about stomachache, I haven't used that one lately." Kei closed his eyes and rubbed at his forehead wearily.

"But I want some," he whined.

"You always want some."

"Yeah, and I usually get some, too," Sho said matter-of-factly, eyebrows wiggling.

Kei shook his head. "Ever since I..." He trailed off, looking at the floored, embarrassed.

"Ne, Kei-kun." Poke. Poke.

"Not. Tonight."

"Why not?" Poke. Poke.

Kei glared. "You're perfectly capable of taking care of it yourself."

The door slammed open as a breathtakingly beautiful young woman swept into the room. Both men spun around, guns pointed towards the newcomer. They froze as they looked at her.

"Excuse me, I'm lost," she simpered in a tone of utmost innocence. "I'm looking fo---"

Sho sneezed and dropped his gun. "I dropped my shiny thing!" he exclaimed, and Kei used the distraction to turn away from the jealousy-inducing sight of Sho enraptured by not-him. Sho still stood staring at her. /Her veins...so close to the epithelial layer of her skin.../

The woman looked questioningly at the guns, too naïve to be afraid. "Excuse me?"

"Yes, excuse you," Kei huffed. "Haven't you heard of knocking?"

"Kei-kun..." Sho looked pleadingly at his companion. "I want some..."

The woman cleared her throat. "Excuse me?"

Kei glared daggers at the intruder, blond hair falling into his eyes. "Can't you see we're busy?" he growled.

(AN. SUBTEXT!)

"Umm...oh my." She blushed, finally registering their half-clothed state.

"Kei? Still hungry," he moaned, looking longingly at the blood rushing to the woman's face.

/Why did she have to come in now? I was having fun playing hard to get.../ The thoughts translated into a pout on the blonde's face as he contemplated the most expedient way of removing the woman from their abode. "Well... maybe..."

"So we can have her?"

A light finally dawned in the admittedly dim corners of her mind. "Umm... I- I think I'll be going now," she stuttered as she backed away and fled.

"She's not out of the hall yet." Sho blinked questioningly. "Should we shoot her?"

"No. Let her go." A shadow crossed over Kei's face. "She may be annoying, but she's an innocent."

Sho rolled his eyes. "Ok, but I'm still hungry."

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A.N. Based on a prompt from fiction writing class, twisted. We changed authors every few sentences, and decided we needed a bit of gratuitous Mary Sue torture. And the interjection? We'll warn you now -- feikoi is yaoi-obsessive. Don't blame most comments of that nature on the rest of us.