I'm sorry to have taken so long in updating but my life has been kind of crazy. So hope you like it. The slash begins here!
Watanuki felt something strange prick in the back of his mind. He looked around him but saw nothing. A chill crept up his spine and he shuddered. He glanced out the window but saw nothing but shadows dancing in the daylight along the school. He sighed and returned to the teacher's lecture on physics. Maybe he was just getting paranoid but the odd feeling refused to leave. Instead it only grew stronger. He turned and saw Doumeki staring intensely at him. He sent the emotionless boy a scathing look before turning in his seat. As he spun in his chair his eyes landed on a dark shadow on the roof of the school. He leaned towards the window and narrowed his eyes. The light hit the spot and he gasped. It was a young woman with shinning white hair and dull grey skin. Her piercing red eyes bore holes into Watanuki's blue ones. She smiled seductively and licked her lips. The blue eyed boy shuddered and looked away. He slowly turned so as to not face the window and saw Doumeki staring at him, his eyebrows slanted ever so slightly. Watanuki flickered his eyes towards the woman but she was gone. The bell rang and with a sigh of relief Watanuki packed up his books.
"Did you see her," a deep monotonous voice said behind him making him jump. "Yeah I saw her, she kept looking at me weird," he mumbled.
"Oi, are you going to the shop tonight?"
"First of all, my name's not Oi! Secondly why should I tell you," Watanuki shouted.
"I'll walk with you then," Doumeki said without emotion.
"Who said I wanted to walk with you," Watanuki yelled, though he knew it was pointless. Doumeki would follow him anywhere. Truth be told, it gave Watanuki a warm feeling to know that Doumeki would always be there, weather he wanted him there or not.
"Oi, you there," An annoying voice cut through his thoughts.
"I said my name's not Oi!"
….
"So you've noticed her then," Yuko asked. Doumeki sipped his plum wine and stared across at her emotionlessly. "She looked at him like he was something to eat," Doumeki with an undercurrent of anger in his voice. To anyone who did not know the normally stoich boy they would not have noticed the subtle hints of emotions that seeped through the cold mask. His stiff posture and the way his hand nearly crushed the tea cup in his hand.
"Who is she?"
"Dangerous, very dangerous. Make sure Watanuki is not left alone for any period of time when he is not in his home," she said strangely serious. Doumeki nodded, though he knew that wouldn't be easy. Watanuki seemed to be totally against his company, much to Doumeki's chagrin. He had come to realize and accept his feelings for the bespectacled boy, that ran much deeper than just friendship. Watanuki simply made it impossible for him to get close. Just then Watanuki bounded in, balancing trays of food and wine. He set the plats down and landed with a shout of complaints about too much work and a lazy Yuko. Doumeki watched him silently. 'That's it,' he decided, 'I'm going to ask him tonight,' he thought with determination.
…..
They both walked alone in the dark of the night in silence. Watanuki twitched, he hated silence, so he decided to break it more like shatter it, "Why the hell are you following? I don't need chaperon!" Even though he secretly enjoyed the other's company but he would never admit that out loud.
"Because I want to," Doumeki answered quietly, startling Watanuki. Normally Doumeki would either ignore him or simply not answer. Doumeki stopped and turned towards the shorter man. Slowly he reatched up and clasped Watanuki's hand. The paler boy froze and for a moment they simply stared at each other. Suddenly Watanuki seemed to snap out of his daze and he tried to jerk his hand away but it was locked tightly in the stronger one's grasp. "Wh-What are you doing," Watanuki asked, his voice raised in slight panic.
"Why do you run from me," Doumeki asked, unyielding.
"I-I don't-," just then his hand was freed; he took off like a shot in the opposite direction and down an alley.
"Watanuki!" Doumeki called, and Yuko's words echoed heavily in his mind and he took off after the younger man. He made a sharp turn down the same alley he had seen Watanuki disappear down and froze. The same woman they had seen on the roof that same day was holding a horrified and still Watanuki. The woman stood behind him, her right hand stroking his cheek and her left hand forcing his head to his left and stroking his pale neck.
Doumeki tried to move but found that his body would not respond to what his mind was screaming at him to do. "Why-Why can't I-," he said frustrated.
"Move?" Her voice was slick and mocking, it made Doumeki sick. "That would be my doing child," she cooed into Watanuki's ear. He visible shuddered but didn't speak. It seemed that Watanuki was in the same predicament he was. "Let him go," Doumeki growled, absolutely furious. Watanuki's eyes opened a fraction, the only sign to show his surprise.
"Or what? What can you do? You can't even move child, all you can do is watch," She said sweetly. She opened her mouth to reveal long jagged fangs jutting out from her gums. Suddenly she drove them into Watanuki's neck. The poor boy's eyes flew open and then narrowed in pain. Tears spilled over his cheeks. It felt to him as if someone was ripping his neck open.
Doumeki's fists and teeth gnashed together, painfully trying to force his body to move, but in vain. A cold feeling of pure fear and panic settled in the pit of his stomach. His mind worked frantically in panic as he tried to find a way for his body to move so he could reach his secret love.
Watanuki's eyes drooped from loss of blood but she only stopped when he fell limply into her arms.
"Watanuki!" Doumeki cried in an uncharacteristic show of panic and terror. The woman licked her lips, "His blood is so good," she said seductively.
"Put. Him. Down." Doumeki snarled but she simply laughed coldly. "What do you want with him," He demanded.
"My master wants this boy, for what reason I can only guess." With that she gather the unconscious Watanuki in her arms and with a blink of an eye they were gone.
Doumeki fell to his knees with a gasp and he spun around him, but he knew it was useless. They were both gone. He growled and slammed his fist into the ground, hard enough to draw blood. "Dammit, you can't be gone, I didn't tell you yet," he whispered to the air.