Sweet Blood
4. Predators and Prey
The seconds passed slowly, each step echoed in Furihata's ears like a shot of a gun, the sparkle of the knife seemed to bright like the sun in a darker version of itself.
It was a terrifying imagine.
Furihata was in completely shock, Aomine's arms were still wrapped around him and the other people in the room were looking away or, in Kise's case, had a predatory gleam in his eyes that screamed "danger".
However, in Furihata's blank mind, a thought began to form: I have to get away from here. It was the only thing he could think about, but it was obvious that he had to do it, if he wanted to survive another day (maybe he should stop reading so much manga).
Furihata began to struggle with panicked eyes, moving his legs trying to kick Kise and run away from the approaching Akashi. It was a dumb move, but his surviving instincts were telling him to do it.
Kise smirked at Furihata and let out a chuckle, grabbing one of the brunette's leg and squeezing it with so much strength that Furihata let out a yelp of pain. It was going to be bruised.
"The Chihuahua is showing his claws." Kise laughed, stopping the other leg too, making Furihata choke a sob that was escaping from his mouth. He was scared, too scared for thinking clearly.
However, before he could try something else, Akashi arrived in front of him and the brunette lifted his head staring shackling at the red haired figure that was hovering him. The mismatched eyes were looking down at him like Furihata was only a piece of meat, Akashi's face was painted with a diabolic smirk that seemed darker because of the lack light.
"N-No... d-don't..." Furihata tried to say, but it was just a pathetic whisper cut in half, too scared to even begin able to finish the phrase.
Akashi looked like he saw something funny before lifting the knife and caressing Furihata's face with it, making the brunette shut his mouth and trembling harder, fearing to be cut. In his mind the smaller boy was praying every god he knew to wake him and tell him that this was only a horrible nightmare.
"Akashicchi! Please, stop playing with the chihuahua!" Kise whined, letting go of Furihata's legs and pouting like a child and tugging Akashi's uniform, trying to make the read haired boy hurry up.
Akashi spared a glance to the blonde before sighing and moving the knife at the brunette's ear, leaving a cold trace on the smaller teen's skin that made the shivering boy trembled more.
Furihata let out a scream of pain when he felt his ear lobe begin pierced and grasped his own uniform to distract himself from the pain. It hurt, it hurt, it hurt!
He bit his lower lip and looked pleading to Kise. He wanted this stop, even if he needed to beg.
The blonde just grinned wider and caressed a side of Furihata's face. "I'm sorry." He didn't sounded sorry at all, Kise was just playing with the brunette and Furihata knew that.
Kise smiled cruelly another time, then he attached his mouth to Furihata's lobe, drinking hungrily the brunette blood, even if he already tasted it the other evening.
Furihata looked hopeless and his eyes meet Kuroko's: the bluenette wanted to help him, but Midorima (who had a troubled expression painted on his face) was preventing him to intervene with a hand grasped around Kuroko's arm.
Furihata felt tears building up in his eyes, but he tried to not cry. He wanted to maintain his dignity, he didn't have anything else now.
Kise was still sucking and he had grasped one of the brunette's shoulder to support himself. He seemed to not have any intention of stopping any time soon.
"Ryouta, that's enough." Akashi commanded, and Kise growled, but he distanced himself from Furihata, eyes still red and some drops of blood were going down his chin dirtying his uniform.
"So, how was it?" Akashi asked, even if he had an air of someone who already knew the answer, not that it was difficult to understand from Kise's actions.
"I've never tasted someone with such sweet blood." The blonde said, licking his lips trying to taste every drop of it like an animal that was left starving for days.
"Is that so?" Akashi curiously asked, lifting a finger and taking a drop of blood from Furihata's ear lobe, making the brunette hiss for the pain. The red headed brought the finger to his lips and sucked the red liquid, humming blissfully after getting a taste of that sweet flavour.
"It's certain delicious." Akashi spoke with an intrigued tone and the colour of his eyes seemed to start glowing, but they didn't seem electric like Kise's.
"Akashi-kun, Kise-kun, please stop." Kuroko tried to protect his friend from the two other vampires, not wanting to see that cruel show any more.
Kise chuckled, caressing lazily Furihata's hair and making the brunette trembling with fear. "Kurokocchi, don't be an hypocrite... your eyes are also red... you want to taste him too, right?"
Furihata, after hearing those words, lifted his head an was startled by the sight that all the vampires in the room (except Akashi) had red eyes and nervousness was shown within the movements of their bodies. They all looked so... hungry.
The brunette didn't even register Aomine's arms leaving his torso and the weight behind him disappearing, too frozen to think logically. Were they going to attack him too?
"Ryouta, stop scaring Kouki." Akashi's voice seemed amused, Furihata was surprised that the red headed actually knew his name, but the sweet smile that Akashi gave to him scared him the most. The taller boy had his lips curled in what seemed a failed smile, since it looked more like a predator grin in Furihata's eyes.
Barely registering his own movements, the brunette stood up and ran away, faster than he thought he could go. His surviving instincts were kicking in, giving him the power he needed to escape from that room.
The vampires that were still inside the living room were surprised by that: the brunette seemed like he would faint at any moment, however he amazed them by escaping from them with such high speed.
The first one to recover was Kise who laughed and licked his lips that were curled in a predatory smile, his red eyes brighter than ever.
"He is fast, but..." The blonde commented, straightening himself and sniffing the air. "He doesn't understand that predators love when the prey tries to escape from them..."
/Sweet Blood/
Furihata, with his panicked mind, didn't go to the front door: they would catch him before he even could run in the street and he feared that they hide his key somewhere. So he just went to his room, trying to find his cellphone. If he sent a message to someone, he or she could call the police and get help for him.
With that in mind he began to trash all his room, trying to find his cellphone that seemed to have disappeared.
"No, no... not now!" He chanted and cringed when he heard steps coming closer to his room, which made him speed up. He didn't want to face those vampires again!
After seconds of nearly having an hear-attack he finally found his phone under his pillow and nearly sighed in relief, lifting his hand to catch it, already thanking whoever made him find it.
However, the universe seemed to held a grudge at him, since he felt something (or better, someone) sharply pulling him back and before he knew it he was flying at the other side of his room.
Furihata let out a painful scream when his head collided with the wall and he saw black points fogging his vision. It hurt so much... his neck, his ear lobe, his head... Furihata just wanted to stop be hurt... he couldn't take any more pain.
He saw with horror how Akashi approached him with a scary look on his face, seeming to plan his death.
"You shouldn't have moved... I didn't say you could." He spoke with harsh words stopping himself in front of the sitting Furihata who was near a panic attack.
"I-I'm... s-sorry...?" The brunette blabbered, not understanding why the red head was so mad but feeling the need to apologize.
Akashi frowned his eyebrows and before Furihata could protect himself (not that he could match with Akashi's speed) he grasped harshly the brunette's neck, digging his nails in the bite that was healing there.
Furihata let out a painfully scream, trying to go away from that hand and starting to feel some tears going down his cheeks. He didn't care any more about his dignity, he just wanted the pain to go away!
"S-Stop...! P-Please...! I-It hurts...!" The brunette whined with a whisper, grasping Akashi's wrist and trying to move the hand on his neck.
However the read headed didn't seem like he would move soon so Furihata, trying to distract himself from the pain, looked at the other members of the Generation of Miracles that were standing in his room: Kuroko was once again stopped from saving the brunette by Aomine who had a distressed look painted on his face, Midorima continued to touch his glasses and was looking away in shame, even Murasakibara wasn't eating anything and his bored gaze was transformed in one of someone who wanted to go away from there. At least the had the decency to disapprove the other two's actions.
The only one who dared to chuckle was Kise who walked until he was beside Akashi and looked down to Furihata with his electric red eyes that seemed to pierce a hole in Furihata.
"Aww, don't cry, you'll make me sad too..." The blonde mocked, caressing one of the brunette's cheeks drenched with tears. "You know, Kurokocchi was so angry when I called you "food" before..." Furihata remembered how he entered in the room from the kitchen and saw the two boys fighting... so that's why Kuroko was so angered? He wanted to thank the bluenette for this trying to protect him...
However his thoughts were taken away when the hand on his neck distanced itself from him and Akashi stepped back, leaving the brunette in Kise's care. Something told him that it wasn't a good thing.
"I admit he was right, you're not food." Kise crouched in front of Furihata and smiled cruelly to him, his hand moved from the brunette's cheeks to his hair, tugging them forcefully, making the smaller teen yelp. "You're the perfect prey."
Kise made Furihata to show his bite with a pretty harsh tug and began to nuzzle his nose against the brunette's neck, inhaling his scent and sighing blissfully.
"Damn, you really have a nice scent, Furihatacchi." Kise said, licking his lips and Furihata froze when he heard the blonde call him with his name with the "-cchi" at the end. However, he doubted that it was because Kise respected him, but he didn't have any idea of why the blonde called him with that nickname. Maybe to mock him again? Most likely.
In the meantime, Kise smiled against Furihata's neck because of a new idea was forming in his mind and kissed the brunette's mark, making the other let out a shocked scream. What was the blonde doing? First he hurt him then he kissed him? It didn't make any sense!
"Akashicchi!" Kise called looking behind his shoulders and letting go Furihata's hair but leaving his hand on the brunette's shoulder, deciding that it wasn't a good idea letting the other boy free. The blonde was going to prevent Furihata to try to escape again. It was fun the first time, but now it was a bit annoying ran behind the smaller teen.
"I have an idea..." Kise grinned, his eyes seemed to bright more and his tongue licked his lower lip.
Kuroko widened his eyes and struggled more against Aomine's hold, looking like he understood what Kise wanted to ask to Akashi. "Kise-kun! No! Don't do something like that!" He shouted, trying to get free from the other blue haired teen, who was shocked by the suddenly out burst of the smaller boy, but wisely decided to tingling the his hold, fearing Akashi's reaction.
"Yes, Ryouta?" The red haired didn't seem preoccupied by Kuroko, an instead shifted his mismatched eyes to Kise's.
Seeing the other attention to him, the blonde grinned and continued to talk. "It would be such a waste letting go of such sweet blood, don't you think so too?" He asked, shivering in pleasure when he remembered the taste in his mouth. Damn, he wanted to taste that blood again.
Akashi's eyes lighted up, seeming to catch what the other wanted to say and encouraged the blonde to continue speaking with a nod.
Furihata felt that something really bad was going to happen to him and Kuroko's reaction was an enough answer, but he hoped until the end to be wrong.
Kise shifted his gaze to the brunette, who trembled again under those red eyes. "So I was thinking... why don't we keep him?"
That's when Furihata's hopes were crushed and his world changed forever.
Author's note: I'm so sorry Furi! I didn't want this to be so angst, it's just sort of happened...
But first I want to thank three people: my senpai (kenshide), icying (please, make an account, I want to replay to your reviews!) and swagmine! Thank you so much!
And yes icying, this is going to be GOM/Furihata :D
I wanted to say that next week I don't think I will write something because I have so many tests... I'll try to write when I can! Thank you all for your reviews, but I only answer to the ones that have an account!