Yuki took a heavy breath of his cigarette, his wrist still roughly throbbing with blood from being bitten by Masashi. He sat in kitchen of his apartment, his head dulling over the pain and the fast pace of the memory running over his head.

'Everything hurts...'

Yuki burned out the cigarette, not wanting to get caught by manager of the place from the smell of the smoke; he ran his thumb over his wrist, pressuring it, hoping to slow the bleeding that ran from his wrist and on to the table.

He was afraid...he knew there was more of 'them' but he didn't know were, but he knew, that they might threaten Yuki's life if even one of them found out what Masashi had done to him.

He peeled his thumb back; only oozing now but the surroundings of the puncture marks started to turn a soft purple; a consequence of Yuki having to pulling his wrist away from his mouth.

Yuki noticed the pool of blood on the table and cursed himself for being careless. He got up and left the Kitchen, to his bedroom on the far end of the small apartment hallway. He turned to right; he turned the valve of the sink to his bathroom, feeling the warmth of the water on his other hand before actually washing his wrist off. Yuki opened the mirrored cabinet, getting some ointment and a large bandage before closing it once more. He began treating the wound until he felt a pair hands wrapping around at his waist. Before Yuki could react he was roughly pulled against the man. His breathe escaped for a moment; immediately realizing on how much danger he was in. Yuki began to struggle as one the hand raised against his chest, holding him in place against the man. His lips quivered as he felt Masashi's lips against the nape of his neck, Yuki took a glance at the cabinet mirror, Masashi's vibrant eyes starred back at his through the glass, with painful expression of lust and hunger. Yuki's hair draped against his mouth, hiding the protruding fangs from his lips. Masashi closed his eyes as he pressed his lips against Yuki's neck, making the burnett grimace fear. He slowly bit his way against Yuki's flesh before fully feeling the rush his blood in his mouth. He quickly covered Yuki's mouth to prevent him from screaming; feeling the moist rolls of his tears run against his fingers.

Yuki shuts his eyes like that of a child's, feeling the mans fangs burying into his neck with every breath of his body. He opened his eyes as he felt his head dizzy with every feeling of the man sucking at his neck. Yuki's eyes began to edge with darkness,

'This can't happening...I can't lose to this man...'

With last of his consciousness remaining, Yuki clenched the arm around his chest and pushed himself back. Masashi pulled his mouth from his neck, letting blood rush from his mouth before even swallowing it as he was painfully pushed against the tile wall of Yuki's bathroom before falling on to the floor. He let's go of Yuki, letting him fall to side from losing consciousness. Masashi sat there in a moment of surprise before the thumbing away the blood away from his lips. He chuckled at his effort from escaping him as he raised himself up. He looked at himself in the mirror, blood smeared everywhere on this face. Masashi's washed himself off before getting a towel that hanged off a rack, he moistened it and finally turned the water off; wiping off the blood from his neck, Masashi cradled Yuki for a moment as he did so. He starred back at the man's pale and delicate face, his features softened as he slept. Masashi bit his lip with one of his fang, he propped Yuki's mouth open before closing it off with his, passing the blood on to his mouth before retreating. Yuki's wounds began to heal as he wiped the rest of the blood away and on the floor. He changed the man's clothes before completely taking him to bed, cleaning up the mess and leaving him alone as he continued to sleep.