Hay, everyone~! I figured that it's time for an update on this, as I'm going through all of my stories and update one after another. And after this, I'll update Yuuma's Bad Behavior.
Life is fun when I'm organized, you have no idea.
MUKAMI RUKI X KAZUKA MAYU = RUYU.
RATED: T (or M:ish, but not really all that...)

"This can't be happening... This ain't happening... Hey you, whatever-you-name-was-again-guy, tell me you aren't real..." I whined like a drunk while feeling my sloppy body slide forward in his hands, completely given up on struggling as it now had been half an hour since he started dragging me across the floor. I bet we're lost anyway. "Man, this isn't fair... How can I be kidnapped twice a month...? That shit ain't normal, you know..."

I just continued to have my given-up-on-all-hope-body dragged and the whatever-his-name-was-again-guy sighed at my irritating self, but ignored my words. "Which way?"

Right or left. "Are we looooost?"

"No." He immediately answered, looking both the directions of the hall for the second time. "Which way?"

"Don't ask me!" I shouted, starting to get my voice back to its normal loud and irritating (oh, never mind, it's always irritating) state, instead of that sloppy, low mumbling I had a second ago. "You really think I can memorize an entire mansion in less than a month? Man, all I do is being a fucking steak for them. A cleaning maid-steak at that."

He cast a skeptical look at me, raising his eyebrows (Do I look like I give a fuck? I bet he was thinking that). "Who goes and kidnaps someone without even being able to find out of the building, anyway..." I mumbled, looking quickly away and pretended that I had not just offended him as his head turned once again in my direction. But soon once again ignored me and went left, yanking my body along in the harsh sudden turn. Ouch.

"Hey, whatever-your-name-was-again-guy, how long am I going to stay with you?" I asked him.

"Until I no longer need you, Kachiku, and the reason that you don't remember my name is because I never said it to you."

I waited for him to continue, but when he didn't do so, I figured that I'd have to ask the question (as he clearly had already turned his face away and walked faster). "What is your name?" I almost sighed it.

"Mukami Ruki." He said, almost at once after I spoke. He really sounded incredibly proud and confident as he said his name, that Ruki guy, as if he'd been waiting forever for me to ask for it.

"Dull name."

"Watch your tongue, Kachiku."

Sigh. "Anyway..." I said, looking at the passing walls, all in the very same brown color with the same sculptured pattern everywhere in it. Looking at him was probably more interesting. "Why do you have spiderweb on your neck?"

"That is none of your business."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm telling you so, Kachiku."

"Why do you call me Kachiku?" Livestock, to be exact, you dick.

He sighed again. "Why do you have so many annoying questions? Why is it that you can never keep that mouth of yours closed? And we've only known each other for about an hour." I bet he already wanted to kill me and dump my body in a lake, that's what they usually want.

"Well.." Ruki (I remember his name) inhaled slowly, but soon had the expression of disgust on his face, regretting he had ever felt the scent. Vampires do have better senses, and I guess Ruki really hate the Sakamakis (who wouldn't?). That's probably why the scent of them ticks him of in every way possible...
He continued, pretending like nothing. "You have stopped resisting me after all, so that is nothing to complain about."

"Don't get full of yourself," I scoffed. "I'm only saving my strength for later."

Lying is bad.

I heard a small chuckle from behind myself, as I was still dragged on my back by handcuffs around my wrists. Really uncomfortable, if I can say so myself."I can work with that. I'll train you until you completely obey my every word."

I bet he was smirking. I could only see the places we've passed in the way my body was positioned, but I knew a giant smirk was slapped upon his face. I could feel it.

"Ah! Ruki-kun!" a voice shouted, shattering my plans of giving that arrogant guy a piece of my mind through an awesome comeback. I tried turning my head around the way we were heading, tried to see who was talking in that light, youthful boy-voice, but only breaking my neck would allow me to do that, so I could only listen.
"We've been waiting so long! Did you get lost as well? Ehm, we did think about going after you, but we didn't want to get lost in this giant maze once again. We figured you'd be angry."

'We'? So there are more of you after all?

"Don't worry about it, Kou. You did the right to wait for me here."

Is he talking to the same guy from the phone call a while ago? His name is Kou, huh?

"Ah? That's the one, right?" another voice, darker, asked. I could feel his eyes tearing into every part of me, scanning me from top to toe. And even though the tone he had sounded a little harsh, it also made him seem a little (a lot) down.

A face suddenly popped up in front of me from the right side, leaning over me a little. "What's she wearing?" he asked, grinning a little when seeing how my expression changed as I remembered what kinds of clothing I had on me. Far too little, if you ask me.
I had just gotten so used to this outfit while living here, it was basically the thing I always had on me when I wasn't taking a day off (which was not often, as Reiji wouldn't leave me alone).

I couldn't even cover myself, and the blue eyes (lighter in color than Shuu's) of the blond continued to go all over me. Judging by his voice, this guy was Kou.

And what was with the look he gave me? Like he expected me to scream and praise him for something. "Do you know who I am~?"

What was with that Raito-tone in his voice? I certainly did not like him. "Ah! You!" I burst out, sounding amazed at what my eyes had just witnessed while trying to at least point at him with my cuffed hands.

He immediately grinned big, eyes closed. "Hehe~."

My amazed (fake) expression dropped to a bored-to-the-core one, disappointing him with the following worlds. "Who are you?"

I bet he hates me too now. What a shame~.

But at least that shut him up, even though he tried to contain the giant grin on his face, no words coming out.
Served him right, thinking that I'd have any idea who he was. I didn't know any of these guys, and does he really think that I know everything going on in the outside world right now? Do I look like I get much information on the outside world from my captivators?
Jerk.

A sigh could be heard from Ruki (that guy sure is not in a happy mood today, is he?) before I felt a painful twitch in my shoulders, body standing up through a harsh pull upwards. It was first after the huge shock and pain that I understood that it was that Ruki guy. We was going to have such a great time together.

"We should be heading back. We don't know when those guys will be back, do we?" he said in a flat voice, jerking me forward by the grip he had on the chain connecting the two cuffs on my wrist. I immediately jerked them back, refusing to go with him.

If he thought it be that easy, he shouldn't have come here. "I'm not following you anywhere, Ruki! Raito and the others will be back here any minute now! You're all screwed! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

"Should we make her... unconscious?" a new guy said (I guess I just told by their voices, this one was annoyingly slow and deep), and actually looking around made me realize that there was four of them.

But wait! Unconscious!?

I wanted to back away, and didn't hesitate to try it at once.

"Yuuma," Ruki said it in a commanding voice, as if the name 'Yuuma' was the codename for something. And that something was most definitely to knock the life out of me, as the biggest built guy nodded and came my way.
Fuck, a punch from a guy like that ain't nothing I can handle! I can't block it either, can I? Shit, he's getting closer.

"Oi! Ruki, c'mon, stop this!"

The way he just dropped his grasp around my handcuffs just explained that none of the guys thought I could get away from this 'Yuuma'. The way they all stayed calm, watching how I turned around to run without moving an inch in concern.

I didn't get far. The rough whang into the back of my head prevented me from even starting my escape, but only brought me down against the planks of wood as floor.
None bothered to catch me in the fall.
Never had my body felt so numb, and never had my mind felt so pathetic and weak. So easily stamped over.
But my embarrassment and hate towards myself didn't last long before my eyes felt just as numb as the rest of my body. I couldn't see anymore. The blow to my head hadn't made me blind, right?
And the conscious followed the numb feeling along with all the rest.

"Azusa, you grab her head so it won't bump into anything. Yuuma, I'll leave the legs to you. Kou and I will take the arms..."

Soon enough, I was completely out of it. Because I really do ot remember how I got from the mansion's floor into a bed in a completely unfamiliar setting. But other than that, not much had changed. Hands still cuffed to each other. Clothes still miraculously on. And mind still dizzy from the blow.

"You've finally woken up, Kachiku," a male voice (a familiar one) said the typical kidnapper line. Out from the shadows came a tall, dark figure. Speaking of shadows, the room I was in was only shadows, no light.

"Free me. You've taken me to your place, right? There's no need for these any longer, is there?" I shook my cuffed wrist in front of him. Ruki, his name was.
The best way with this guy now would be to remain calm, even if it kills you along the way.

"Oh, but if I did, I could bet on that you wouldn't sit still like a good girl, would you?"

"Heh. You never know until you try, Ruki."

He was close now, looking at me as if I was some kind of stolen diamond that could be taken back to the museum any minute by the police. Wouldn't take his eyes off of me.

Had he been staring at me like this the whole time? "They will definitely come and get me." I couldn't say the words 'save me', because I wouldn't call it that. I would just say that the Sakamakis would kidnap me back.

"And what is it that makes you think so highly of yourself?" Ruki actually sounded as if he was interested.

I scoffed a little. "Come on, Ruki. I bet you know those guys much better than I do, so there's no need for that question."
I was actually doing pretty good so far. I really think so. Felt like I was some cool agent from an action movie. When I break free, they've got to make a movie featuring my life in two kidnaps in less than a month.

A hand suddenly slammed down next to me on the mattress, bringing him this and that close to my face. I shot my back into the wall so hard, as if trying to break through it for some private space. "Then let's try what you've got to offer, Kachiku."

His voice was gruff, intimidating, and eyes focused, amused and longing.
I could make out a lot of things about his face now (his dark and ruffled short hair, navy blue eyes, black piercings on his ear), but I didn't have much more time more than giving it a quick thought. I knew what he was after, it was far to obvious and I had been through this many times, but it was just as breathtaking every time. And shivers down your spine was not something I was ever going to get used to.

My legs was still free, so I tried out kicking him hard in his stomach before he could do anything, before he could get any closer. But I always go through this same thing. I get cornered, I try to kick or punch, they block it, they suck my blood, I'm left with nothing but a sore throat from screaming. It's always the same thing. I'm so tired of it, and so used to it, and yet I get as panicked and freaked out every time my attack is stopped.

"I'll scream," I threatened as he locked my legs together by getting on top of me, his knees on each side of my waist. He had managed to bring me down to the bed now by swinging the leg he caught to the side. The leg that was meant to save me by a painful kick. "I mean it. People will hear. And I'll make you fucking deaf in the process."

"I wouldn't doubt that for a second, Kachiku. That's why I took the time to get you this little thing." From behind his back he brought out a rather uncomfortably looking cloth and held it up for me to see.

"Aw, hell no!" I started bucking and thrashing in hope of getting his heavy ass off of me. It didn't really seem to work as he simply leaned forward to put that thing on my gorgeous face. "I swear to god, if that thing touches my face, I'll bite you. I'll eat your finger! And all the other creepy vampires will laugh at you because you got bitten by a human! Wouldn't that be embarrassing!?"

"Shut up." He snapped annoyed as he tied the fabric around my mouth. "You're really annoying sometimes, you talk too much."

"Mmmghfgfbd!" I snapped back. I do not talk too much.

The bastard actually had the guts to smile at my lack of speech and as he leaned down towards my neck I actually felt a bit of...well even more panic. But since I couldn't really move (he was basically seated on top of me) or talk there wasn't anything I could do. Shit.

"Finally some quiet." Ruki said as he inhaled the scent of my neck. Now that's disturbing.

Then I the pain as his fangs sunk into my neck. Ouch. Hurts just as much every time. But lately, even though the same amount of pain was there, there was also something else.

"Mmpfnfumpu!" I yelled furiously, trying to push him off. I knew that vampires could tell your freaking feeling while sucking blood (Raito had pointed that out more than once), and I didn't want this Ruki guy to know how my body goes numb in shameful feelings and sensation, how the blood in me starts to boil and get crazy like teenage girls in love as it gets stolen away by his kind.

He pulled the fangs out roughly, and for a few seconds there was only the sound of our panting breathing. I could barely get any air through the cloth.

"Don't hide it." The sentence was hissed out, and the way it sounded made me feel guilty for something I didn't even know. "Why are you still alive? Why haven't they killed you yet? Why did they take you to begin with? What is it that you have that's so special?"

I didn't know what he was talking about. Does the Sakamakis usually just drink the blood and then kill? Was it that unusual for them to keep a girl for a long period of time? Had I been one in a million? Had I been special in some kind of way? Or had I just been lucky?
Whatever it was, it did not please Ruki. I couldn't see his face, but neither did I need to. His voice spilled it all.

"Where on this body do you keep your secret?" A cold finger brought my chin to the side, exposing my neck further than earlier. "Is it your blood perhaps?"

"Mpff!" I couldn't help that cry from escaping as his tongue trailed over the new marks on my neck with blood still running down from it.

"Is it your scent?" He sniffed slowly in my hair (and I don't know how long time had passed since I last washed it. Wow, embarrassing). "Is it your voice?" Ruki went from smelling my hair to grabbing it, pulling it up fast, mercilessly, and violently. I didn't want to scream, not for something like that. But I did, shamefully, as he unexpectedly threw my head back down again.
Something felt wrong. Very wrong. Why would he go this far to know something like that? Was it really that important to him? Was it really that unusual?

"Tell me." The demand came out in a depraved tone, and I shivered at it and closed my eyes harshly, but had the horrible luck of catching a glint of steel just before.

I was at the verge of tears by now. "I don't know!" I cried out though heavy breaths.

Ruki breathed out slowly at my reaction, calming himself down like a mature adult would do when their kid starts crying when being scolded. "I'll just make you show me then."

And the clinging sound of the knife reached my ear, but it wasn't my body that it was aiming for. Cloth ripped at its touch, and cold air touched my chest. I heated up, my face especially, but I refused to open my eyes.

"Until you tell me your secret, I will do all kinds of things to your body." Ruki chuckled diabolically at my embarrassment, bringing the knife further down to cut just enough to make me gasp out, trying to tell him to stop.
His free hand held mine in their place above my head, so that I would resist his teeth from entering my blood vessels, licking and sucking me the way he knew drive me mad. But I kept my teeth pressed against each other, focusing on my breathing.

"Let me know when you've got something you need to say." Ruki's tongue licked up a salty tear that had somehow gotten away from my eyes, and I gritted my teeth so hard I felt like they would shatter against each other. It was my way of telling him to go screw himself.

"I've got all night, Kachiku. Don't start something you can't finish."

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH SHIT I'VE BEEN THROUGH (well, not to whine or anything, but)! My computer shut off all of a sudden, and I'm not very good (not good at all) at technical stuff, so I couldn't write much. BUT I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO UPDATE IN TIME (and one day to spare) AND FOR THAT I'M HAPPY!
THANKIES FOR READING AND I'LL UPDATE 'BAD BEHAVIOR' (Yuuma's) NEXT!