Branches broke as they ran through the forest. Hart's wrist ached as Kite ran, pulling the younger Tenjo behind him. The blue-haired boy looked up with curiosity as they hopped over more sticks and fled into a clearing. He had cuts and rope burns from the rope that Kite had placed on him, which had confused him greatly.

Of course, Hart couldn't stay angered with his brother. He'd said he had "lost control of himself", and that's why he did that. Confused as he was, Hart continued to follow Kite. Water dripped on them as they entered a cave.

"Kite, where are we going?" Hart asked, panting for breath. Kite turned to him, no emotion on his face.

"Somewhere...safe..." Kite took a while to place the word, making Hart wonder if it were as safe as it was being made out. They ran all the way to the back of the cave. Lights ran past them, thankfully not going in.

Hart trembled in fear as he looked up at Kite. "Why are they after us? We've done nothing wrong."

"I have done many wrongs."

"That was in the past though, brother. Why would they still be after us?"

"I have done things you aren't aware of."

"Like what?"

The question rang in Kite's ears. He shook it off and looked at his little brother. "You really don't want to know. But this is where we're staying tonight."

"To stay safe?"

"Yes."

"Okay brother." Hart lay in the dirt, shaking from the cold a bit. Kite slid off his jacket and placed it over Hart, then stepped outside when he was sure his brother was asleep. No one was around. Kite breathed a sigh of relief as he stepped out into the moonlight. He glanced back at the cave.

"I'm sorry about hurting you Hart. But sometimes...I just loose control over myself." Kite hissed it to himself as his fangs poked out. He rushed off to the forest, hoping to find something to eat and hoping that Hart wouldn't notice his disappearance.

I wish I could control myself better. My little brother will be in danger if I can't. If Faker hadn't done all those horrible things to me in the past, this may not even be occurring right now! Ahh... Kite took a whiff of the air as he thought this. He could smell a deer in the distance. Eyes glowing red, he sped up, proceeding to find his prey. Following the scent, he soon found him. A young buck. Kite smirked and licked his lips.

Finally. I'm starving. Kite lunged at the buck, giving him no time to flee whatsoever. He instantly snapped his neck, killing him. It's what he did to all his victims so he didn't have to hear them suffer. He hated hearing that. Kite bit into the buck, sucking out his blood in a calm matter. He was enjoying himself now. As the warm substance slithered down his throat, Kite began to think about what would be if this had been Hart. Tears went down the side of his face as the thought crossed his mind. Taking his fangs out of the buck's neck, he wiped his face and shook himself.

"I'd never do that to Hart. Not on purpose. Unless something like what happened tonight happens again, my little brother will be forever safe." Kite flew off into the air, allowing the breeze to hit him. He wasn't quite satisfied yet, was still hungry for blood. Another scent hit the air, and Kite floated down towards it.

Now where is that perfect scent? He looked around, attempting to find it. Kite's wish was granted when he spotted a doe. She smelled sweet. Kite smirked. He had a sweet fang that needed to be treated. This was the only way to. Attempting to copy his previous actions, Kite lunged at the doe. A stick hit the ground, causing her to run at the sound. Kite snickered. "That's okay," he said, smirking. "I like the thrill of a chase."

That was exactly what went down. Kite gave chase to the doe, who was running faster than that of any deer he'd ever seen. He flew up to silence his movement a bit, and slowly began to be right on top of his prey.

At last. Boy, she's feisty. I like that in a meal. Kite dropped down, landing right on the doe. She let out a screech as Kite broke her neck. For a minute, he stopped. That screech... God, he hated hearing them suffer. But this is what he is now. A vampire, cursed to lurk in the night like this. Kite was just fortunate he was a day walker vampire. He could set foot in the sun and stay convincing as a human to Hart.

"What have I done to deserve this fate? Oh well. I can't change it now." Kite gently began to sip the doe's blood, savoring it. He was right, it was sweet. Just as it had smelled. The blond and teal-haired was enjoying this. He still didn't understand why he enjoyed it, because truly, he didn't. But whatever. Maybe it was pure vampire instinct. He even went as far as to tear into the doe and eat some of the meat that held more blood in it.

The vampire pulled away from the doe's body and took off into the sky. His stomach felt tight, convincing him he was now satisfied. The wind hit his face as he flew, and he was taking his time to do so. There was no one else out right now. The people after him and Hart were gone for the night, meaning he had once again gotten off Scot-free.

He fled back into the cave, lay next to Hart and held him close. I won't let them get us, Hart. Kite made the promise in his head. They will never separate us again. And I'll never be the one to hurt you. His blood-red eyes dulled back down to sky-blue, and his fangs retreated. Kite made himself comfortable while holding Hart in an embrace, soon drifting off to sleep.

Hart opened his eyes to see who had him, and was relieved when he saw it was just Kite. The blue-haired Tenjo put his arms around Kite's neck to keep himself close as he began to drift back to sleep. He had slipped on his brother's jacket, and now the sleeves had fallen down a bit upon his arms going up.

What's going on with you Kite? What's going on? Hart thought. He snuggled closer to his brother. Almost on instinct, Kite held him closer. The younger smiled. They were safe...for now. As Hart began to fall asleep, something startled him. A branch had broken in the distance. He sat up, for fear it may be the ones after them. His amber eyes stared intently as a cat went running by.

"Oh, it was just a cat. Good." Hart lay back down and held onto his brother, not letting go for anything. He took one more look at Kite before feeling completely safe, then fell into a sound sleep for the first time this week.

He just wished this would all blow over.