A/N: My muse likes being fed by the littlest things I guess.
Cardin Winchester was a bad person.
Probably.
Well, his family would certainly say so. Devote Anti-Faunus and Anti-Supernatural as they were, he would be lucky to be disowned for what he was doing. But, honestly, he couldn't give a shit.
"Cardin? Is something wrong?"
Blue eyes snapped down to meet silver, and Cardin could barely suppress a shudder at the faint worry in those hungering pools of moonlight.
"Nah, just caught up in my head." He reassured, slightly forcing the mostly genuine smile that split his face. "Don't worry about it, Ruby."
"Hmm…" His fellow team-leader hummed suspiciously, eyes narrowing a bit, but eventually, she returned her gaze and focus down.
A few hours ago, barely six hours ago, he had referred to this sweet girl's species as "those damn blood-suckers" and at the time, he had meant it.
Then came Mrs. Goodwitch's class, and Cardin had maybe-kinda-sorta focused his Aura a little too high and gotten a scrape on his arm against the small, caped Huntress. The poor girl had barely been able to focus the rest of the fight, and Goodwitch dismissed her almost instantly after their bout.
She won, but still.
Cardin...felt guilty. A weird, unfamiliar feeling for him, seeing as he was-in his own humble opinion-a pretty damn confident dude, who didn't regret many things he said or did.
So guilty, was the Trainee Huntsman, that he followed her after class-it was their last one today-and boy did his guilt climb higher and higher the longer he watched the younger teen.
After the cut triggering this, combined with her pale skin, graceful movements, and ability to whip that gigantic Scythe around, it was obvious the girl was of one Vampiric clan or another.
And yet he didn't feel disgusted. Or angered. Nothing negative in any way shape or form.
He felt curious.
Sure, he had seen Faunus and hated them for what they did to his family, but he never understood the distaste for the Supernatural races. Looking at Ruby, he didn't think he could ever feel hatred for them as a species.
It was almost sad, watching the girl forcefully isolate herself from everyone and even make huge arcs to avoid groups of people. The poor thing didn't want to hurt a fellow student, and Cardin weirdly respected that.
It was what pushed him forward.
Only once it had gotten near dark, and Ruby was heading towards the dorms, did Cardin make himself known.
"Rose!" he called out, flinching a moment later at how rude that was. The small vampire whipped around, eyes a little panicked. "Er, sorry, I meant to say Ruby, but...nevermind."
"C-Cardin!" She exclaimed, sliding a step away when he got within ten feet of her. "Is-Is this about your ar-arm?" Her eyes flicked to the already healed scratch and fluttered with disappointment.
"No." A beat. "Well, kinda." He shook off the confusion and glowered determinedly at the Red teen. "I'm here to make things even." Another beat.
'By Oum, I suck at manners.' He mentally berated at the fear in the girl's eyes. Not wanting to waste any more time with his-frankly dumb-way with words, Cardin stormed forward with a purpose.
Ruby, panicked and more than likely afraid of hurting him, instantly began backing away, trying to 'calm' him with apologies and 'is this really the right way?''s.
Her back hit a wall, and Cardin paused, standing with barely five inches of distance between her chest and his diaphragm.
He gently, as gently as he could while keeping the grip firm, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her out of sight, away from the view of any prying eyes and around a few corners until they were standing next to a particularly low-hanging oak tree in the Beacon Gardens.
Cardin let go of her wrist, and sat down, getting himself comfortable against the crook of the tree, one leg pressed against a large root, the other extending straight out and angled somewhat to the left.
Ruby stared blankly, confusion coating her face in a way that was surprisingly adora-stop that Cardin, that way lays madness.
"Cardin, I-I don't think I understand what-"
He tugged off his blazer, undid his shirts top button, and tugged his collar so it was practically hanging off his shoulder. "It's my fault you were avoiding everyone. Might as well keep things fair." He murmured, glancing down a bit.
"Cardin, I-I-"
"Just get down here, damnit!" He exclaimed, rolling his eyes in tight exasperation.
Ruby complied, gently settling herself between his legs and leaning forward, hesitance coating her every twitch until-
A soft, warm tongue lapped up the side of Cardin's neck, snapping him from his musing and sending a flush through his body.
A Second.
Then a Third.
Oum, the Fourth one had to be just to tease him, no way she needs to lick his neck four times-
A sudden and sharp pinch along what he knows is his jugular, and electricity shoots down his spine, sending his pulse into haywire and goosebumps racing down his skin.
That feeling is nothing compared to when the pinch becomes a sting, and he feels her fangs plunge deeper.
'Oh...fuck.' he thinks, hands gripping tightly in the grass beneath him, ripping up matching fistfuls of the dirt as his eyes roll back a bit.
'Well, I think I know why Dad doesn't talk about Uncle Ven now.'
A/N: Just a short little thing as a reward for such wonderful support of the story. I dunno-and don't plan-any pairings as of yet, but hey, this happened, I put it to the page, we'll see what happens. Though I do plan on trying my hand at making the world just a little better. One mean character at a time ;). Hope you enjoyed, and see you all soon...hopefully. Rate and Review fellow readers!