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W.O.W

Chapter ten.

I honestly didn't think I'd make it this far so...

Thank you, Readers. :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Blood+ except for my own characters. (including evil Joel :3 )

My blood

Slowly Saya return to the existing world and out of the drug induced dreamland, though it wasn't without its consequences.

"Ugh!" She groaned, covering her face from the first sliver of sunlight as she opened her eyes.

This reminds me of my first hangover, she thought.

Pulling herself up, she managed a sitting position, propping against her hands.

"What?" Saya looked down where her hand laid, feeling the silky smoothness of her own cocoon.

How did I get here?

She remembered the haunting gaze of Joel as he smiled, saying his last regards. She remembered the night spent with Haji on the park bench. Hibiki's winning goal, Kanade' s cello solo, Kai's aged loving face….

Was…was it all…a dream? She asked herself, staring at the torn fragments of webbing.

Then a sharp, bitter smell mixed with blood sent her heartbeat racing.

Snapping her head towards the smell on instinct, she found Haji laying against the wall next to her. His face was flush and feverous, sweat rolling down the side of his face.

Saya dropped to her knees next to him, ignoring the sudden wave of vertigo and took her shirt sleeve to wipe away his moistened face. Even then his eyes were distant as they met hers.

Saya's wandering fingers grazed upon a wound on his right shoulder.

Haji weakly raised his hand, resting it against her cheek. "You're alive?" He whispered.

Saya took his hand into her own, noting how his skin felt as if it were on fire. "I'm fine, but what on earth happened to you?" She asked already sliding off Haji's coat to further excess the damage.

"Poison…It's no…use." He breathed.

Saya's hands froze. "What do you mean?" Worry clouding her eyes.

"No…time. You must help…Kai and the girls…Joel will be…after them too." His breathing becoming more strained with every passing second.

"Nonsense," She muttered, deliberately avoiding his gaze. "I'm helping you first." Saya said sternly, ripping his white under shirt instead of having to fumble with the buttons.

What awaited her made her gasp aloud, making her stomach turn at just the mere sight of it.

There wasn't a bullet hole anymore, but there was an angry red scar left in its place. Around it, the skin had darkened to a blackened bruise with visible blood veins running down his arm.

"My God…" Saya said hopelessly.

Haji rammed his head into the stone wall, eyes closed as he suffered through the pain. "Go, Saya." He growled through clenched teeth.

"I'm not leaving you." She replied.

Oh God, what do I do? What do I do? She scrambled through her brain for anything that might help.

Then something sparked.

"Haji," Saya said suddenly. "I'm going to try something, but it would be better if you didn't object."

"What..."

"My blood." She said simply. "Drink my blood, Haji."

Saya saw instantly that he disliked her plan.

No. His eyes glared at her.

A faint memory from long ago came to Saya's mind. When she offered her blood to him, he refused then also.

Saying, I desire not to take, but to give. The greatest pleasure known to a chevalier is to be fed from our queen.

And seeing now that he was to refuse the one thing that might save his life, Saya took matters into her own hands.

She sank her teeth deep within her wrist, drinking in the strange taste of her own blood, but she didn't swallow.

Instead Saya did the same that Haji did to her over thirty years ago when she laid unconscious on the science lab floor. That first kiss that brought her back into the world blood.

Tipping his head back slightly, Haji could only watch as Saya moved closer, pressing her bloodstained lips to his. Using her tongue, Saya parted his lips and allowed the blood to flow from her mouth to his.

She felt him swallow once, and saw Haji raise his hand. When she thought he'd try to push her away, he threaded his fingers into the back of her short hair and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss with newfound strength.

Saya soon had to fight for dominance as Haji greedily took what was left of the blood. When he found no more he broke away, a new light shined in his eyes while Saya struggled to regain her breath.

But Haji wasn't finished.

Wrapping one arm around Saya's waist, he tugged her forward where she fell against him, straddling his waist. Haji's human hand crept beneath the hem of her shirt and began trailing along the bumps of her spine.

Haji pressed another kiss against her lips, but it was soft and tender, not as fiery as the first, but still as heart stuttering.

His nose skimmed along the edge of her jaw. Saya could feel his heated breath on the collar of her neck.

"You're lucky we're in mortal danger right now, for I too have a beast within that is hard to contain." He whispered, sultry. Which sent a running chill down her back.

But it wasn't of fear.

It was excitement. Anticipation.

"We've got to find Kia and the girls and warn them." Saya said, pulling her mind from wandering daydreams.

Haji gave a stiff nod.

"Are you alright?"

Both their gazes went to the wound on his right shoulder. The red scar was still visible but it wasn't as prominent as before. The black bruise and blood veins had all but disappeared.

At least something went right for once, she thought.

Author's p.s. note:

Okay...so I didn't make it to the 5 review goal, but those three reviews absolutely made my week.

To ovoriel: Hmm...that might just be a possibility in the near future.

To Esther Clemmens: Hahaha, sorry about that. I love Haji, but I also love to torture him. I hope this chapter made up for it. XD

Also I would just like to give a shout out to Esther. Thank you so much for reading. You're support means a lot to me. :)

To trigger: I died when I read your comment. So just for you, I shall give Haji his moment of kick ass.

I would also like to add, that school dayz are now upon me, and with that I barely find the free time to write.

But I still wish to continue this story, it's just that updates may take a little longer. Sorry. If I could, I would spend everyday writing on this story, but alas I cannot.

Like I said before, reviews are encouragement.

I don't need them, but it gives me the confidence to carry on.

Your words - whether good or bad - mean a great deal to me.

It means you guys took the time to tell me: what you like, what you think, what you hate, or anything really.

Reviews = Support

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Once again, Thank you , Readers. :)