Shuu's gaunt face after the kiss became a healthy puff as a normal person would look like. Colours filled his checks and his body started to gain more form, he was no longer too lanky for his own good. They shared such a deep and passionate kiss that the fact that Shuu was already awake slipped from Yuuma's mind. The big guy's mind was blank, he couldn't think of anything else but Shuu's kiss, his touch and the way he twined his arms around his neck. His kisses were getting desperate for fear that Shuu would disappear any minute, any second now. He feels if he stops kissing him, he would disappear. Shuu remained calm, he allowed Yuuma to do what he wanted. The auburn haired boy started clumsily taking off Shuu's clothes. By the time Shuu realised how aggressive he's getting, Yuuma was already almost halfway from taking off the first layer of his clothes.

This moment was like a dream come true for Shuu. For him it almost felt an eternity since they parted ways and now he has found him again. Yuuma nibbled his lower lip, pulling it slightly using his teeth. It was almost as if unconsciously Yuuma was trying to compensate for the pain that he caused him in the past. It was as if he was saying that despite what had happened between the two of them, he loved him, he loved him still. But Shuu never thought in all of the years that he's waited that his "Edgar" loved him. He didn't act as though Shuu was precious in the past and Shuu does not have any reason to believe that what made them closer the first time around was Edgar's desire to be with him. He always thought that he just used him for his purposes. He only used Shuu to get prestige and power. Being merely a farmer's son he felt that Yuuma was desperately trying to prove something. He always told him that he loved some Princess and that he wanted to marry her, but he couldn't because he was just a mere peasant.

Both of them were friends, so he wanted him to be happy. And because of that, he became the monster that he was now. His love for Edgar made him do crazy things. One could say that maybe he regrets it since he's been put to great pain and suffering because of it, but he doesn't regret anything. He was happy if his beloved Edgar was happy. He couldn't ask for anything else. The rustling sound of clothes woke him from his reverie. Yuuma tore his inside shirt and now his chest was exposed. The dark haired boy still seemed to be under a trance, desperately trying to take off Shuu's remaining clothes. He licked his neck and kissed it gently, lingering for a bit and then transferring to another part of his skin. He sucked, kissed and bit on Shuu's cold skin.

Shuu could hear Yuuma's humming bird heartbeat so loudly in his ears. His little movements was conspicuous. The auburn boy's caresses lingered on his skin, as well as his kisses. Every touch burnt him. When to Yuuma's senses he was so desperate, he was in haste, for Shuu, it felt like everything was in slow motion. That was the downside to his power. He was tormented with the emotion he was feeling. He felt every kiss and every touch most vividly to the extent that he thought he heard his dead heart beat. It made him wonder how even if he became the monstrosity that he is now, his feelings for Edgar never changed. He made him feel alive, because Shuu still wished for him, because he still wanted him close and desired to touch him. But he was still a monster, and after sleeping for almost 200 hundred years he was parched. Edgar's mortal scent enticed him.

Shuu was conscious of the blood coursing through Yuuma's veins. His eyes turned blood red, catlike at Yuuma's scent, a temptation Shuu could never refuse. He called him with a gentle voice, as if enticing him to lay everything bear for him. His voice was like a lullaby in Yuuma's ears, he kissed him one last time. When Yuuma withdrew he was stunned, he couldn't move a muscle. Normally this was the time that he would panic, but he was still under a trance. He was still hypnotised by Shuu's allure. He was alluring yes, but what really made Yuuma like this was the fact that he unconsciously remembered their past, his mind may not vividly remember particular memories but his body could not resist Shuu. He was made for him. And now it was time for Shuu to take the life coursing through him.

Yuuma's clothes were easy to take off since they were peasant clothes, a woolen tunic sported with the usual adornments. Nothing really changed these past two hundred years Shuu thought. A crescent of a smile formed on the blond's thin lips.

"Edgar.."

He motioned his fingers and then Yuuma's top was torn by the wind. His neck and his chest were exposed. Shuu moved closer to Yuuma and caressed his chest. He wanted to feel his body, his toned muscles. He wanted to figure for himself how much changed Edgar was. Was he the same pesky brat? Was he still the usual cheerful sugar loving bastard that he knew? After all these years? His eyes roamed and then it lingered on Yuuma's neck. The auburn haired boy's heart beat rang in his ears. He could hear the rush of blood running through his heart like the coursing of water through the stream near the village where they used to live. He then imagined sound of the rushing water against the stones, and how they always go there to fish and bathe.

It felt like a thousand years had already past since they were together, well it was true. He was been waiting for more than a millennia already, searching and waiting for him, desperately trying to find where his soul had gone to and that's what makes this reunion even more difficult, even more dream like. And meeting like this seems to be a far fetched dream, this was the reason why he receded in a deep slumber after all. Waiting is tiring, he could no longer wait for him because he knew that he would never come back for him, that he was long dead already, that if he would indeed come back to him, he wouldn't be the Edgar that he once knew. But why did he came to find him now? Why did fate allow them to meet again, after all those years?

He caressed Yuuma's neck with his long fingers and was again gripped by a strong thirst. He pulled Yuuma's hair and bit him roughly on the neck. Yuuma grunted as two fangs pierced his skin. He felt Shuu's breath on his skin, he heard sucking noises coming from him. The way he swallowed the blood, and the way his underlip would move against Yuuma's skin brought about such an ethereal sound. This was the feeling of being a prey, this was the feeling of being hunted. But why does he feel so loved? He moaned softly as Shuu's fangs pierced him deeper. He was now able to move, he reached out his big hands to touch Shuu's hair and played with the tufts of the blond's hair as if saying "drink, you've been parched for too long, drink as much as you can."

If the feeling of being bleed hurt, Yuuma didn't look like he was hurting. His eyes narrowed as life was slowly being drained from him. The sound of Shuu drinking his blood rang in his ears. The licking sound that he makes somehow sounded lovely, almost sweet. Yuuma's big hands clenched on Shuu's hair and pulled on it slightly when Shuu pierced even deeper. He grunted and heaved. Blood sluiced down to his clavicle to his chest. Shuu allowed the blood to freely travel to Yuuma's abdomen. And by the time he was done, he licked the remaining blood on Yuuma's neck and then went down on the auburn haired boy's abdomen to lick the blood that was spilled. He licked him using the full length of his tongue up to his clavicle. Yuuma could only do so much as to observe him licking him. The latter could feel his wet tongue, and the scaly feeling of it. He wanted him to lick him even more. Yuuma was flustered by this time even though energy was being drained form him. He swallowed a lump of his throat when Shuu reached to bottom of his clavicle. Both of their eyes meet and at that moment, Yuuma lost his mind. He pushed Shuu down and kissed him roughly. He clenched his fists on the sheet underneath them. For heaven's sake, why was he so turned on? He kissed him desperately, strongly that he could hear embarrassing noises coming from himself. He moaned in every kiss. Shuu was passive, he allowed Yuuma to pin him down and do whatever he pleased with him. Now Yuuma's tongue was desperately trying to pry his mouth open, he open his mouth slightly and allowed Yuuma's tongue to spread his poison. Yuuma found his. He tasted iron, he tasted his very own blood on Shuu's tongue and that turned him on even more. He started grinding against Shuu. The blond thought how it was a pity that he couldn't get it up, that he was essentially dead. And that the pleasure that they both were experiencing were totally different from each other. He could only feel what Yuuma was currently feeling when he drinks blood. Yuuma stopped kissing him. The big guy bit his chin and then started to prey on the pink protrusions on his chest. His areoles enticed Yuuma. He licked him in a circular motion, using his tongue to move the tip of his protrusions. He heard him suck. Two full sucking noises one after the other. His whole body trembled. He felt the sting of Yuuma's playful earnestness. His body shuddered and his feet clenched the linens underneath him. He never felt this kind of sensation in all those years that he's lived.

Yuuma throbbing erection was frothing with precum that his pants were soaked. Shuu felt it and was gripped by a fear he couldn't explain. Yuuma nibbled on his ears and whispered to him erotically:

"Touch me. "

And licked him again. The way Yuuma's tongue licked the insides of his ears made the hair on his body stand on ends. He didn't understand it himself. He tore Yuuma's trousers and exposed the latter's erection. He heard the spurting sound coming from his lower half vividly. Yuuma whispered on his ear again.

"Grab it and move your hand up and down. Make me feel good.. Shuu."

It was unfair how Yuuma was emotionally manipulating him. He was his waterloo from the very beginning but this, this was a totally different matter. He grabbed Yuuma's sceptre and did as instructed. He felt Yuuma shudder. His moans on his left ear made him want to tease the big guy even more. The auburn boy kept calling his name, over and over again as he bobbed his hands on the latter's membrane. Somehow, Yuuma understood that he could not do the normal things that man and woman do and that the fact that Shuu was no longer human but still doing such things with the latter made him feel whole and at the same time it made him lose myself. So this was how it felt to be close to being one with a person.

"Edgar.."

"Fasten your pace.. I'm gonna cum."

Flecks of cum splattered on Shuu's abdomen and on Yuuma's stomach. Yuuma slumped on top of him and was heaving. Shuu embraced him an embrace that felt like a thousand centuries old. Yuuma felt it, he felt the strength of this person's affection for him.

"Shuu.."

He uttered his name again. Shuu. It was such a beautiful name he thought, it gave him a warm feeling on his chest.

"Shuu.."

Shuu narrowed his eyes, overwhelmed of what became of this reunion. He wasn't expecting this and so he tightened his embrace and told him hoping that Yuuma wouldn't notice the trembling of his voice. Hoping that he wouldn't give away how much he wished to be with him again.

"I crossed oceans of time to find you."