Ryu – So I've decided to write this chapter during down time at work. I'll get more written since I have other things to do after work.

Kanrei – I'm glad you liked it. Wasn't sure if anyone would read it because this fandom is quite lacking in fans.

Heartless Lotus – Yeah, I know the feeling. I have written several vampire AUs. Vampirism just has its allure XD. As for how many familiars they can have, hm, I haven't thought much about it. I may or may not put much focus on the Familiar aspect.

Junoan – Yeah, the game is quite good, although I've only been able to get to the mission to take out the stakes so far. Tactical RPGs aren't my forte.

Fate Level 0

"It is as I said. You should join my coven." Yamato said as Hibiki slowly got off Byakko's back.

"I'll have to refuse. I'm fine living normally." Hibiki said, still wary.

"Therein lies the problem. You were never supposed to live 'normally'. You were to be raised among your own kind, instead, you were abandoned simply because of your blood." Yamato said as he began to walk toward Hibiki. Byakko stepped protectively in front of Hibiki in response, and then gave a low growl, causing Yamato to pause. "You have raised your Familiar well. To be able to think for itself shows how much potential you have. Most vampires your age are still spouting commands loud enough for the enemy to hear." Yamato said as he cast a gaze at Byakko, and turned his gaze back toward Hibiki.

"I just have a natural talent for raising animals." Hibiki said, taking a step back, and angling his body toward the closest exit.

Yamato's eyes narrowed perceptively. "While that notion is impressive, refusal is not an option. You cannot be allowed to go about unsupervised anymore." Yamato said.

Before Hibiki could even bolt away, Cerberus suddenly charged and tackled Byakko. Hibiki turned his head for an instant, Byakko's name on the tip of his tongue, but had to quickly twist his body around in order to barely avoid a hit meant for his stomach. Although this wasn't the end, the fist then began to head toward his face, and Hibiki only had enough time to block with arms before the blow connected, sending him skidding across the floor.

Even without thinking about it, Hibiki knew his arm had been broken, or at least fractured since he could barely move his fingers on his left arm where the blow had hit.

Before Hibiki could think of his next move, a pained roar made his whip his head around toward the source, just in time to see Byakko disappear in a shimmering rain of light.

Without thinking, Hibiki turned and began to run, which wasn't a good idea, now that he thought about it. Since Yamato was clearly much faster, and proved to be so when Hibiki was suddenly yanked back (most likely by one of the ears on his hoodie), and then promptly thrown against a tree, arm against his throat.

The wind was knocked right out of him, but he was able to utter a few words. "My p-parents will wonder where I am."

Yamato raised an eyebrow. "My underlings will alter their memories, and remove any evidence of your existence. Your…parents will no longer remember nor know you anymore. " Yamato said with a firm tone.

"…what about school and my friends?" Hibiki said, his voice getting quieter.

"This is your last year of highschool, correct?" A nod. "Then you'll be allowed to finish your education there. As for your...companions, you will need to tell them of your heritage, or you must abandon them. Those are your options." Yamato concluded as he relaxed his hold on Hibiki.

Hibiki didn't say anything, already knowing the end result. Although telling his friends or abandoning them didn't seem like good options, but he had until the end of the year to decide.

Yamato sensing Hibiki had come to the desired conclusion, released his hold on the other. Although he didn't step back, instead, he reached into the inside of his jacket and produced a metal flask engraved with an intricate dragon design. Yamato uncapped it and pushed it toward Hibiki's lips.

"Now that you'll be a part of my coven, you'll need to take proper sustenance." Yamato said as he began urging Hibiki to drink.

Proper sustenance being human blood from the smell of it, causing Hibiki's fangs to elongate, although he didn't immediately drink. Animal blood was one thing, human blood was another. He was hesitant to drink since he was brought up as a human, but given the fact that Yamato didn't seem to be relenting anytime soon, and the fact that he would probably have to drink more in the future, Hibiki took hold of the flask with his good hand and took a sip.

It…

It tasted like takoyaki….

What?

While he didn't hate takoyaki, the lack of texture was just unsettling. Now Hibiki regretted not trying that takoyaki infused drink that Daichi had bought last week. At least it would have prepared himself for this.

After drinking enough to satisfy Yamato, Hibiki decided voice a question he really wanted to ask. "Is that some special kind of blood?" Hibiki said, causing Yamato to pause in capping the flask.

"No, it is my preferred stock of blood. What? Do you like it?" Yamato said as he finished capping the flask, and then pocketed it again.

"No, uh, I just wasn't expecting the taste." Hibiki said. He wondered if Yamato had ever tried real takoyaki. A quick glance and Hibiki guessed he probably hadn't, since Yamato wasn't commenting on the taste.

"Now come, we'll need to head back to the nest. Night is falling." Yamato said as he instantly shifted into his bat form.

Hibiki was going to ignore how fast time went by. He was also going to ignore how quickly Yamato was able to shift into a bat (he couldn't even shift that quickly). Instead, he went with the most obvious, at least to him.

"Uh, I can't really fly right now." Hibiki said to the hovering black bat, while waving his injured arm, and giving a wince in response. "My arm is fractured."

Yamato instantly shift back to his human form again. "Hm, you are more fragile than I thought." Hibiki twitched. "Very well, I'll carry you back. Just shift to your bat form." Yamato said and shifted back again.

Hibiki did as he was told, and wondered how Yamato was-

Holy cr- Hibiki resisted the urge to run as Yamato was swooping down at him like a hawk hunting its prey. Now that he thought about it, it probably was Yamato's hunting maneuver.

In any case, Hibiki gave a squeak of pain. Clearly Yamato never did this before, or at least not for an ally. Although he did have enough sense to loosen his grip, still, Hibiki wondered if he should have at least attempted to fly. The skin on his back was really starting to hurt.

They had flown for a few minutes at a speed not usual for normal bats, and Hibiki was glad that Yamato had a strong grip on him, no matter how painful it was. He really didn't want to fall at the height that Yamato was flying at.

Another thing that Hibiki noticed that they were flying into more urban areas until the Diet Building came into view. That was one thing that surprised Hibiki, the other was that Yamato flew directly into the hollow of a tree, and down a tube that seemed to be in it.

It wasn't long before the tube led into a large room, where multiple floors could be seen. Hibiki was amazed that something this expansive was under the Diet Building.

Hibiki was broken out of his thoughts by multiple flutters and… whispers.

"The Chief is back."

"He's been gone all day"

"Look, the Chief has something in his clutches."

"Is it a rogue?"

"It's not struggling, and there have been no reports of a white rogue."

"New cattle perhaps?"

"The Chief doesn't go out of his way to gather cattle."

The flutters and whispers died out when Yamato flew from the expansive room, into a long hallway. Eventually, Yamato flew into one of the rooms that lined the hallway. It looked to be an infirmary of sorts, and there sitting at a desk was Otome, who turned at the sound of them entering the room.

"Oh, chief… and Kuze-kun." Otome said as Hibiki was dropped to the floor.

Hibiki gave a squeak of annoyance, and attempted to brush at the fur and skin on his back, only to hiss when he was painfully reminded that his hand, er, wing at present, was injured.

"Oh, did the Chief rough you up?" Otome said as she kneeled and began to heal Hibiki's wing.

"He was resisting." Yamato said, having apparently shifted.

"Well you were going to take him away from a life he grew up in." Otome said as she stepped back and allowed Hibiki to shift back.

"He was living a life he was not meant for." Yamato said, crossing his arms.

Otome gave a soft sigh. "What did you come in for?" Otome said.

"I need you to give him a physical." Yamato said.

"Okay." Otome said as she turned toward Hibiki. "Hold still, this will tickle for just a bit." She continued, and then waved a glowing hand at Hibiki, encasing him in a soft glow. And true to her word, it did tickle somewhat, and Hibiki had to suppress his laughter. He didn't have to suppress it for long, as it ended just as quickly as it started. Although Otome was no longer smiling by now. "What have you been eating the past few years?" Otome said with a slight frown.

"Uh, normal food, I mean human food… and occasionally animal blood." Hibiki answered, unsure.

"No wonder your body is so starved." Otome said.

"What do you mean?" Hibiki asked, confused.

"Oh. How should I put this? It's like being malnourished, since your diet consisted of the equivalent of vampire junk food, and maybe imitation food." Otome said after a moment of thought.

When she put it like that, it did sound kind of bad. Had he been a normal person, he probably would have been sickly.

"Be sure to put him on a proper diet. I need to tell some people to go collect his things, and change some minds." Yamato said as he walked out.

'Oh right. I'll be living here now.' Hibiki thought.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to this place real quick." Otome said when she noticed Hibiki's expression.

Fate Level has now become 1

You can now communicate telepathically

Ryu – Well, that's the end of this chapter. I hope you liked it, and if you want, you can read the extra that I have after this. It seemed kind of out of place to put directly in the story, but it does have some "background information". So I decided to make it a sort of extra. There might be more in the future if I want to tell more, but won't fit with the story.

Extra

Hibiki found himself sitting at a large table, lined with a seemingly endless amount of shot glasses full of "different kinds" of blood. Truthfully, they all looked the same to him.

"We need to find out what kind of blood you like. You wouldn't want to keep drinking something you didn't like." Otome said as she held a clipboard with all the types of blood that were being placed in front of him.

"Perhaps if we blindfold you, it will make drinking easier." Makoto said as she reached for one of the clean towels that were there in case any blood was spilled.

"Makoto has gone through the same experience. You see she used to be human." Otome said with a smile.

"And I don't regret ever changing." Makoto said as she tied the towel around Hibiki's head.

"By the way, Makoto's favorite blood is that of someone having se-" Otome said before Makoto cut in.

"Otome!" Makoto shouted, sounding flustered, although Hibiki couldn't tell.

"Fine. Well, let's start the taste testing." Otome said, sounding happy.

And so began the time consuming effort to drink and taste to see which ones he liked, and which he didn't. Many tastes were familiar, and some were new to him, but he could bet that there was a human food equivalent that tasted just the same.

Soon, Hibiki was almost down to the last shot, which he was thankful for. While the act of drinking human blood wasn't too difficult anymore, there was a limit to how much liquid Hibiki could put into his stomach.

Although they did get some results from this taste test. There were types that Hibiki did like, such as the takoyaki tasting one, which were marked as ones that Hibiki would get for his stock of blood. Although they hadn't found Hibiki's absolute favorite type just yet.

"Maybe we don't have your favorite in stock." Otome said as she made an x mark next to the type that Hibiki just tasted. This one had an unfamiliar taste, and he hadn't liked it much.

"The Hotsuin clan has the largest variance of blood types in their vaults. I highly doubt we don't have his preferred type unless it is one of the more obscure ones." Makoto said as she put a shot glass into a bin set aside for washing.

"Obscure ones?" Hibiki said as he turned in the general direction of Makoto, the towel still over his eyes.

"Blood from someone struck by natural lightning would be one. " Otome said from Hibiki's side as she placed the last glass in his hands. "Okay, last one."

Hibiki gave a sigh of relief. Glad that it was almost over, and then downed the glass. Hibiki gave a moment of pause to see whether it was to his liking, and then gave another moment of pause. This glass seemed…different. It was sweet, but a different kind of sweet. Not like the sweets he was fond of eating, but almost like honey, except more than that.

"I think, this may be the one." Hibiki said after a moment of deliberation.

"Really? That's great. Now we can finally use this stock of blood." Otome said as she put a star next to the source type.

"B-but tha-that's from-!" Makoto said, sounding very much flustered.

"Now you have someone who prefers blood from the same class type as you." Otome said gleefully.

"Wait, where is this blood from?" Hibiki said, suddenly nervous.

"Blood from a "warm" virgin, of the Lust class." Otome said as Hibiki took the towel off. A smile beaming quite brightly on her face.

Hibiki paused, before speaking. "What's a 'warm virgin'?"

Ryu – And wow, didn't expect that to be this long. Oh well, more for you guys. And any guesses as to what the answer to Hibiki's question is?