Kei

I heard clapping come from behind me, and I turned on my bent legs to see Chan walking into the room through the door in the back. A glare found its way onto my face and I stood, momentarily leaving Sho's side. Chan walked towards me, his eyes focused on me, and stopped only a few feet from me.

"Ah, Kei, how I've missed you," Chan said, and glanced behind me. "Oh, is that poor Sho laying there, dead?"

"You bastard, you know that he's dead! You had Son murder him if I beat him," I spat back and silently checked to see if I had another gun or anymore ammo on me. I silently cursed when I realized that I didn't.

Chan had a smug look cross onto his face and anger suddenly flared once again inside my chest. It was because of this bastard that I had to change Sho into what I was, and it was his fault that we even got into the mafia business. I hated this man. No, I despised him with a passion.

I took one step toward Chan and saw that his smugness never faltered; this was exactly what he wanted. If Chan was eager to face me then I'd give him what he wanted. This man was the reason for all the pain between Sho and me; he was the one who had taken Toshi hostage. Chan dodged towards me, aiming straight at my left cheek. I stepped aside, his fist barely missing my cheek. Chan spun around and made another attempt, this time aiming for my right cheek.

I took a step back and watched as Chan straightened up. He ran towards me and I stepped to the side once again, avoiding his furious blows. We continued to dance like that, him speeding towards me trying to land punches and me spinning out of the way, barely avoiding the jaw shattering blows. My mind started thinking of how Sho was doing, and I knew in that one instant that I had let my guard down. Chan took advantage of that and landed a punch into my right cheek, breaking my jaw.

Bringing a hand up to my injured cheek, I could feel it instantly repairing itself, the broken bone mending to what is used to be. I sat crouched on the ground, holding my cheek, watching Chan's eyes. His eyes would give me a clue as to what he was planning on doing next.

"C'mon, Kei, have you given up already? Alright then, I promise I'll make your death quick and painless," He pulled a gun out from his jacket and all I could do was sit and stare down the barrel at Chan.

I knew I was done for if that bullet went straight through my heart. As if in slow motion, I watched as Chan cocked the gun and took aim, instantly aiming it straight towards my heart. I saw a flash of braids and heard an exasperated ah emerge from Chan. I couldn't help but stare as I watched Sho feast upon the man he hated the most. Even though it was Sho's first time feeding, he did it with grace like he did everything else. I could hear the strangled groans coming from Chan as Sho sucked him dry. Soon Sho let Chan fall from his grasp and he made a deadened thud on the ground.

Sho's eyes landed on me and in the depths I could see the blood high he was going through. I went through that every time I fed. I sat there pondering how Sho would act once he came down from the high and realized what he had done. His eyes focused on me and for one brief second I thought that he would attack me. Sho's eyes narrowed and he sent a glare at me, either processing who I was or getting ready to pounce on me. Soon, though, his eyes softened and I once again saw the boyish Sho that I had come to love.

"Kei?" He asked wearily.

"Yeah, Sho?" I replied, stepping cautiously towards him.

"Can we go home? I'm tired," He asked me with his boyish charm and I nodded.

We headed out of the building, Sho's tired body supported by mine, and drove home in silence.