As the pale, blonde haired magician lay sleeping on the bed, exhausted from the transformation of turning into a vampire, the black swordsman entered the room with a jug of water and looked over at him. He walked over to the set of drawers besides the bed and refilled an empty glass that was already there, looking at the magicians wounded, sleeping face as he did. When he filled the glass, he began to walk away when he felt someone grab his arm. He turned round to see Fye's dreary blue eye sadly gazing at him, the bandages around his head loose and almost falling off.
"Why?" The magician asked, "why did you do it? Why did you save me?" Kurogane didn't answer; he simply stared back at him. "Just because you can't cope with the idea of someone throwing away their life, doesn't mean you can take it into your own hands"
The magician let go of Kurogane's arm and rolled over slightly, facing away from him. Kurogane paused for a few seconds then slammed the jug of water down on the set of drawers next to the bed. He grabbed Fye's shoulder and pushed it aside so the magician was lay on his back again, and Kurogane knelt over him, his hands pinning Fye's arms down and his legs either side of Fye's thin body.
"Listen, I'll repeat this again for your sake - I can't say pretty things" Kurogane Began "But, if it was anyone else, I would have probably killed them myself for just thinking about throwing their life away, but because it was you, I couldn't take your life nor let you take it yourself."
Fye's eye went wide with shock while Kurogane's emotion seemed to stay the same, not changing the slightest bit, as if he had rehearsed in his head what he had just said. Fye lay silent for a few seconds, thinking about what Kurogane had just said. 'Does he even realise what he's just said?.. It's practicall a confessio-'
His eye shot wide and his breath came heavy and ragged. He tensed up and shut his eyes, turning his head to the side, almost as if he was in pain.
"Hey! What's wrong?" Kurogane asked. Fye didn't answer; instead he gripped onto Kurogane's arms as tight as he could, gasping. Kurogane grabbed Fye's chin and turned his face so he could see it clearly.
"Hey! Look at me!" he demanded. Fye slowly opened his eye – now the colour of pure gold, and painfully looked at the swordsman's face. Kurogane looked shocked; he had almost forgotten about the price he had to pay for Fye's life. Kurogane knelt back and helped Fye up. Fye fell forward onto Kurogane's chest, but he caught him mid-fall and the breathless magician clutched onto the swordsman's shirt. He reached over for Ginryuu (which he kept with him at all times) and began to draw the blade, when Fye stopped him by placing his hand on top of his.
"No" Fye he whispered, "Not. Like that".
He reached up and licked Kurogane's neck.
"W-what?!.." Kurogane began, but Fye silenced him by pushing him down, kneeling between his legs and holding his face with one hand whilst the other held his shoulder. He leaned down and licked the swordsman's neck again before baring his sharp fangs. As he bit down into the swordsman's neck, blood flowed out rapidly. Kurogane wasn't concerned by the pain in his neck; he just lay there and accepted the consequence for his selfish act. After a moment, Fye came back up and gazed into Kurogane's red bunny eyes, blood dripping down the side of his mouth.
'Why do I feel so uneasy looking at him like this?' Kurogane thought, and before he knew it he was leaning up locking his lips with Fye's in a soft kiss. It was moments before they parted. They gazed at one other, mesmerised, then Kurogane took Fye's lips once again. He flipped the magician over so he was knelt on top of him. Kurogane broke their kiss as he felt a sharp nip on his bottom lip. He looked at Fye somewhat puzzled as he saw a drop of blood drip from his lip onto Fye's pale face.
"Don't climb on top of me. I'll kill you" Fye warned before flipping Kurogane over. He grinned menacingly "I won't hesitate anymore if I need to fight you". Kurogane was shocked; he never thought the day would come when the smiley magician would say such a thing to him. Fye's grin turned more seductive, "stay still". He ripped open the swordsman's shirt then leaned down and licked his bleeding lip, then licked his neck. Kurogane didn't move, didn't fight him – just lay there. He was still in slight shock of the magician's stregth, emotionally and physically. The touches sent an electric feeling to the pit of the swordsman's stomach.
As Fye got to the rim of the swordsman's pants, he began to unbuckle the belt.
"H-hey?!" Kurogane began, but Fye silenced him once again by glaring at him before continuing. He whipped the swordsman's belt off and threw it on the floor, then he slipped his pants and undergarments down slightly.
"Breath-taking" the magician said as he looked up at the swordsman with a lustful look in his eye.
'What have I got myself into…?' Kurogane thought, knowing full well that the vampire would not let him go.