(Your Name)'s PoV
Why?
Why was the universe so cruel?
We'd come so far, struggled through so much, without a hitch. Why now, of all times, had fate decided to fuck with us?
Yuichiro Hyakuya had successfully saved his brother, Mikaela, and then started going out with Jennifer Tsukano, Mikaela's twin sister. In turn, Mikaela had accepted Yu's blood and turned into a full vampire, then started going out it with Amelia Arhnop. Jen had been kidnapped by a vampire noble and turned into a vampire against her will, and Yu had accepted that and still loved her. Guren had finally realized that Shinoa had a mondo-crush on him. Kimizuki had gotten his sister better health care.
And Yoichi Saotome. What can I say about Yoichi? He's sweet, kind, friendly, cute, considerate, and had finally managed to gain enough power to acheive his goal, to protect his friends.
And then fate snatched that away from him.
I knelt in the middle of the ruins of what once was a busy road, in the direct middle of a battlefield. The human squad, Shinoa, Yuichiro, Lia, Jen, and Kimizuki, stood around me and the prostrate figure lying before me, protecting us from the vampires. The smell of his blood was almost enough to drive me crazy with thirst, but I restrained myself. He didn't deserve to be any more scared than he already was. I cradled his head and blinked tears out of my eyes, partly from the dust and debris of battle, partly from my grief.
"Mika-san, can't you do something?" I pleaded with the much more powerful blond vampire as Mitsuba desperately tried to stop the bleeding from Yoichi's chest. Mika turned his haunted scarlet eyes to my own and somberly shook his head, as he parried away another vampire's blade. "But Yoichi-kun is dying," I sobbed.
"There's only one thing I can do for him now," Mika said grimly. "But I don't really want to, and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't, either."
I paled, knowing what Mika was implying, and that I could do it myself, if I chose. I couldn't fathom how Yoichi would be, though, as a vampire. Sweet, adorable, kind Yoichi, a bloodsucker like me. Warm tears dripped down my face and onto Yoichi's cheeks, and his forest green eyes opened, glazed and in agony, but alive. "(Y...Y/N)...-chan...?" he questioned weakly. His eyes widened as he took in his surroundings, then tried to sit up, but ended up collapsing back onto my lap. His brown hair tickled my knees. "(Y/N)-chan, you shouldn't be here," he protested, raising a hand and wiping away my tears. "It's too dangerous. Go, lea-"
I gave his forehead a light tap with my knuckles and managed a smile. "We're not leaving you behind, dummy, so don't even suggest it."
"But that's the smart thing to do!" He argued, then winced and held his stomach, since he couldn't get to his actual injury. "With a gash this bad, I'm dead already, so-"
"Not necessarily." Mikaela interrupted quietly, suddenly standing beside me, looking down on Yoichi. I knew he must've been remembering that bloody scene, eight years ago, when he lay down his own life to protect his family, in the exact same way Yoi was trying to now. "I'm only offering because you helped me get Yu-chan away from the other humans and vampires, and I owe you. I can finally repay you, Saotome."
Yoi blinked up at Mika, who crouched next to me to make himself less of a target on the battlefield. "M-Mika-san? What do you mean? Offering what?" He asked. The bloodloss must've been affecting his ability to think clearly.
"(Y/N) or I can heal you," Mika replied. Yoi looked hopeful for a moment, so Mika added, "At the cost of your humanity. If you remain sane through the blinding agony of the change, and if you can live through the endless bloodlust. If you don't mind becoming an abomination."
An arrow sliced through the ground next to Mika's foot as if it were made of pudding, and he turned startled red eyes to Lia, holding her bow trained at him. "I told you you're not a monster!" She scolded him, then returned her focus to the battle with Lacus Welt, the one who had fatally wounded Yoi in the first place.
Mika sighed, but Yoi and I could both see he was trying not to smile at his girlfriend's stubborness. "Right. Of course. Saotome, you're dying. If I give you even a drop of my blood, you would change into a half-vampire." He paused, looking grim. "You wouldn't be human, but you would be alive."
Yoi turned big green eyes to me, tears forming, against his will, I could tell. "(Y/N)-chan..." he said and coughed. "Are you really okay with all this?" He knew how much I hated the arrogant Nobles I had abandoned, and probably dreaded becoming one of them. I nodded and tried to smile encouragingly, through my tears. "Mika-san...I accept," he said weakly, and turned his head to the blond.
Mika laid a hand on my shoulder and gently, but with irresistible force, pulled me away from Yoichi, and pushed Mitsuba away with his other hand. Mika pushed his sleeve up with his sword hand, raised his wrist to his lips, and bit down. The blood that flowed in tiny rivulets from his wrist was as red as any human's, but smelled sharper, more dangerous, a promise of adventure, of mystery, of-
I shook myself briefly, knowing I had to feed soon, if I was finding a fellow vampire's blood appetizing.
Yoichi's eyes widened in slight fear, but he didn't flinch or back away when Mika pushed his bleeding wrist against his mouth, readily drinking the inhuman blood.
Mika pulled his wrist back just as Yoichi's pupils shrank and his back arched off the ground. He screamed, then, and it was the single most horrible noise I had ever heard, easily. I shuddered and a few more tears escaped as I grieved the loss of Yoichi Saotome, the kind human.
