Title: Homemade
Author: Sweet Senpai
Word Count: 516 - Complete
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Series: AU/Yugioh!
Theme: One-shot for Live Journal's community 100_themes

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It was past twilight and her skin felt cooled yet her breathing hard and labored, her escape had been trying but the city flames had slowed her pursuers to a degree where she had gained at least a day head away from them. It wouldn't last long, her stomach tightened with each passing moment. Knowing she was running from fate either calmed her or excited her, her moments passed by never indicating that they were about to stop. To simply die off… to change.

It was at dawn she felt the twin marks on her wrist start to thump and ache making her realize that time (for her) was ending. The morning dew spoke of his scent and his displeasure, it rolled in like a fog. Thick and moist it came at her from all directions, surrounding her body to the point where she could feel him against/inside her every skin pore.

It was quick, the way his hands slipped around her neck; tilting it to her left, baring her body to his tainted kiss. She stiffened, trying to ready herself for the pain that would follow such a caress, still unable to control the way her shoulders squeezed together to withdrawal from him.

It was however a small closed mouth kiss placed on her jaw line that relaxed her to the point where her shoulders sagged and in that instant he sunk his teeth into her expose neck, drinking hungrily from her body. Slamming her eyes shut she expect the mind blowing pain from before, almost desire it to come so she would have a reason to roebuck him. Instead she found a shiver of cool melting ice around the area of his lips, the scent of daisies and honeysuckle came to her nose.

Silently she asked why such flavors were coming to her? To surround her? It was then the cool melting ice turn hard and her skin started to freeze, started to pale. Come to me little one, the voice that had spoke was of him and yet it wasn't. It was darker, colder, more evil if she call it that and before she thought twice she let her lips slip to his bare neck; slowly and softly licking first then when she found his taste of old burnt wood and morning dew drops she bit down.

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Over the next couple of days his scent changed to her, it was explained that simply they were changing. Mates became one, their scents changed to include a large part of their beloved. In the long run she wondered what his original taste was like? She became aware that each human smelled and tasted differently when she asked why her lover/sire smiled and offered his wrist up to her as a feeding offering.

The answer came years later to her, as she watched a young dark haired girl drink from her lover/husband thus making her their daughter. That every creature (scent and taste) was hand crafted to perfection that no matter how or to whom you were born to you specialty homemade for one purpose.

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Theme Words: (032) Homemade

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