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Hiwatari strolled calmly through the unlit streets, pushed his nose farther up the bridge of his nose, and closed his latest book (Bram Stokers Dracula) with a sharp had wrongly assumed the meeting would take less than two hours- instead it had taken nearly four, ending at ten-thirty. As an added bonus his butler Tohru and hisfather were both on vacation (Different place!) and the trolley station closest to his apartment was closed for repairs.

~ If we transformed I could probably get home inless than ten minutes. ~ Krad had suggested,which led to a dry

~Yes, but who knows how many detours you would take before then? ~

He glanced around again and watched his own shadow stretching far ahead of him in the moonlight. This wasn't so bad, after a while his eyes began to adjust and he was just beginning to feel confident when the book suddenly clattered out of his hands. Since he knew he wasn't a very clumsy person it actually made him jump in surprise, his heart pounding. "What the…?" He muttered, glancing around to make sure no one had seen. Suddenly a slightly taller man in black appeared out of one of the alleyways, holding his book in one hand. "Excuse me, but did you- " Krad suddenly interrupted

~ Satoshi get away from him now. ~

"Drop this?" He presented the book and took a small step towards Satoshi, who leaned forward to take it. "Yes, thank y-" The man's outline suddenly flickered, one arm forcing Hiwatari's arms behind his back, his boots pinning him to the ground. "Get -!" The other muffled all sound and began to tilt his head back, exposing a creamy white neck. Satoshi whimpered as the man's lips parted silently, his tongue as dry and scratchy as a cat's. The Hikari's eyes began to turn a sick yellow as a snarl erupted from him. "Transform now, Krad, " The vampire said quietly, his hot breath fanning out across his face,

"And neither you nor your Tamer will survive. " Trying to twist out of his grip he was met with a small snapping sound in his left shoulder, then a searing pain. Krad had njust broken his own arm. The vampire's canines slid across his skin, then pierced his soft flesh with a wet 'thuck'. He was too surprised to even scream, and he trembled instead. ~ This can't be happening. ~ They both thought, already a little dizzy. He could feel the man's throat flexing greedily, spilling blood across his shoulder and the left side of his chest. ~… that Pure-blood. ~ Krad thought angrily, receding slowly into a corner of Hiwatari's mind. ~ Pure-blood? ~ He was beginning to feel very sleepy, his eyes half-closing in a kind of trance. But he could still feel the stinging pain of both wounds. The man's black hair tickled his chin as he withdrew his fangs, licking the wound clean. Hiwatari's legs suddenly gave out and he slumped to the ground in a sitting position, the vampire crouching beside him.

"Don't pass out." He cupped Satoshi's chin in one hand slit a small line in his own neck with the other. "You need to drink my blood." Satoshi shook his head once, blue hair falling over one eye. He sighed and opened the stubborn youth's mouth slightly and split the skin on his pointer finger underneath Hiwatari's canine.

A small trickle of blood went into his mouth and he trembled, feeling it running over his teeth and tongue. "Now swallow." A gloved hand pressed lightly above his Adam's apple and he gulped unexpectedly, his body clenching. The vampire's fluid was ice cold in his stomach. And he was intensely… hungry? No, thirsty.

Krad swore loudly and shouted ~ No! ~ in the back of his mind. His glasses fell and shattered at the shudders wracking his body. He turned back to the vampire, staring into his amber eyes. "What have you done to me?!" Instead of responding he simply pulled Satoshi closer, holding his head over his shoulder, the teen's lips nearly touching the wound. The smell of it, metallic and salty, was nearly enough to drive him mad. He could feel his fangs growing until the points pressed against his lower lip (Krad was practically howling at this point.). The Thirst hit him full force and he sank his fangs deep, spilling little, his mind anywhere but his own body.

The icy blood filed him with a strange tingling but also calmed his strong shaking into a weak trembling. Eventually he stopped, wrenching his body out of the Purebloods grip and muttering

"Pervert…" (Twenty miles away Dark suddenly woke with a start. "Dark?" Daisuke whispered quietly "What's wrong?" Dark shivered and rubbed his arms. "It felt like someone was calling my name…") Satoshi promptly passed out, then shakily stood back up in Krad's form. He was… unhappy, to say the least. His blonde hair swirled around the angelic face. "I'LL KILL YOU!" He squeezed the vampire's throat with both hands. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" Krad glared at him suspiciously. "I am Toya Yagari, and as you can see I'm already turning to ash. Strangling me will only dirty that lovely white overcoat." He held up a gloved hand that was disappearing into the wind. "Why him?" Kradremoved one hand reluctantly from Toya's neck, the ash staining his white sleeve. "He has an alter-ego with a body capable of being tainted by vampire blood. Or didn't you know? In a few days you will have your own body, although-" He flashed a fang-smile.

"Your table manners will be a smidge different than you remember." Krad closed his hand and was suddenly sifting through a cloud of smoke. Stamping his foot in the ashes like a child throwing a tantrum, he hissed angrily and flew off, shedding white feathers in the dark street.

Krad stroked Hiwatari's blue locks absent-mindedly, cursing himself for not taking over before meeting the leech. If he had none of this would have happened. Why had he faded into the afterlife right when he'd appeared anyway? Was he that confident in his fledgling-making skills? Most of them just died. Of course Satoshi would probably hate him even more for this but…

He caught the movement of his hand and folded it against his body, blushing slightly. Underneath all the hate, there was love in there. Krad was actually a rather huggy person. Satoshi was not. Looking at the last Hikari he suddenly realized that he wouldn't be a Pure-blood, like Krad, but a former human, since neither of his parents were vampires. Eventually the Thirst would eat away his mind and he would go on a killing spree until other Pure-bloods (Not a drop of human blood in them.) or the police 'took care' of him. Krad shuddered, blond hair swaying. Was he just going to leave him to his own destruction? … If he drank Krad's blood he would become a pure one like him. But what kind of a choice was that? He tried to dissolve back into his Tamer, but his body just flickered then came back into view. Krad frowned and tried again, eyebrows folded together in frustration. This time it worked but left a dull ache in the back of his head. It was never this difficult!

Was he going to be locked out of their body for the transformation? Satoshi muttered something that sounded suspiciously like "I pity the fool that ain't got 'nough calcium in his diet." And pulled the blanket closer, shivering in the warm night. ~ His core temperature is dropping already. ~ Krad thought morbidly, and soon he too was asleep. But it was not to last. About five hours later Satoshi began tossing and turning, slowly at first, them more and more often until he'd settled for gripping the sheets with both hands and whimpering in pain. Krad immediately appeared by his side, his fatherly (?) instincts overwhelming his judgment. His appearance was shortly followed by some more colorful words in his vocabulary. Satoshi woke up and almost immediately glared at him.

"If I get one more call from the neighbors I'm going to seal you myself."

"No, I have a legitimate excuse..." Satoshi let out a small gasp and curled his legs up to his chest, his eye narrowed at Krad. The curse leaned closer in concern, but not quite close enough to slap. He'd learned that lesson before. A small touch here and there was tolerated, but anything else was taboo. A knock on the door broke through his train of thought. The bluenette sighed, gritted his teeth and stood up." I'll get it." And waited. "Well? Time to go back." He tapped the side of his temple. Krad concentrated but this time his body didn't even fade. "I can't." Ice blue eyes narrowed. "What do you-" The doorbell rang. "Stay here."

He slammed the bedroom door a little louder than usual to let Krad know he thought he was lying. That was fine with him. He laid himself out generously on Hiwatari's bed, stretching one wing, then the other. Hopefully it wasn't that annoying Niwa kid. Always interfering where he doesn't belong… He folded his wings and curled up carefully, wondering why he felt so drained. Two stories down Hiwatari opened the door, leaning against the door frame and furrowing his eyebrows a smidgen.

"Um, hi again!" Daisuke said nervously. "Sensei wanted me to bring you the homework." He scanned it briefly. Twenty minutes worth, maximum.

"How long have I been absent?" Daisuke looked confused, and for half a second he thought he saw a blackish- grey aura surrounding the boy. But when he blinked it was gone. "Two days…?" Hiwatari smiled. "Just testing you."

Daisuke studied him for a few seconds. "Maybe you should stay home tomorrow too, you look kind of pale." He almost laughed. "I'll be fine. Just tell her to fax me tomorrow's homework and I'll be back to school on Monday." Daisuke nodded, then turned to leave, but hesitated. "Are… are you sure your alright?" A worm of guilt twisted in his gut. He hated lying to Daisuke. "I don't know…" They weren't even words, just a tiny facial movement."See you Monday."

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