Cheese With That Whine
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Disclaimer: "I'll be" is by Edwin McCain.
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STORY THUS FAR:
The Day Class students were playing Man Hunt for fun while Aido was still sleeping. Yori joins in on the mix, but while they are playing, a Level E vampire with a vampire hunter's gun suddenly appears. Aido gets there before the Level E does, but the Level E threatens to shoot him if he doesn't give her up. Aido doesn't exactly does so, but he lets her slip away. Frustrated thoughts, regretting, unknowing what to do, he argues with himself on whether it was the right choice.
LAST LINE FROM LAST CHAPTER:
His fingers slid off his temples, running through his hair. He felt angry and sad and... and miserable-- dammit, what else do you fucking want from him!? Aido let out a ragging sigh, closing his eyes.
He suddenly didn't know what to do anymore.
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"A lawful kiss is never worth a stolen one"
—Guy de Maupassant
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She didn't know how many hours had already passed. Was it already eight, nine o'clock? Well, she certainly wasn't sure. Her body clock had gone awry, torn between the feelings of hunger, sleep, and disgust.
It's dinner time. No, it's time to sleep. It's bath time! It sang in her head loudly, almost as if it were ignoring all the bad things happening right now. Is there a tub nearby? What about a loofah?
Yori shuddered, being led through the forest in each confusing turn, circle, or pivot. She had tried to memorize the path, like in that story, so she'd know where to escape. But after a couple of seconds, minutes, and hours that passed, she was beginning to feel like they were just going round and round throughout the forest, so she'd get lost and give up on even thinking about running away.
She didn't have any bread or pebbles stocked in her jeans to throw unto the forest floor. Well, she shouldn't leave bread crumbs in the first place anyway, since the little woodland animals would eat them. But that wasn't the point here.
Yori felt a slight bump in the pocket of her jeans and felt it with a tap of her hand. She made out the figure of a rectangular object; a cell phone. The girl silently wondered if she could call 911.
The vampire tugged her along forcefully, ordering her to walk faster with a backwards snarl. Yori tried to wiggle her wrist in his hand, uncomfortable, and he gripped it tighter.
"Stupid girl, you can't escape." he snarled at her efforts. "And don't even think about relying on that boy. He's too much of a coward to actually do anything."
His words struck her like a slap. Yori breathed deeply and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to calm herself. She would absolutely not give this stupid piece of shit the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
Sayori Wakaba did not cry in front of assholes. And she would definitely not let him get away with that careless comment, would definitely not let him think she was just another one of those girls that could be thrown out into the garbage after they were all done with her.
She didn't have that kind of personality. "I trust him," Yori suddenly spoke out, lulling herself into a false sense of hope.
The words reverberated back into her mind, cold, empty, moronic and giving her a mocking smile. I do. She pressed her lips tight and her heart beat fast against her rib-cage, pumping too much blood into her skull. She suddenly felt light-headed and fuzzy, as if the sentence itself made her brain go blank.
IdoIdoIdoIdoIdoIdoIdoIdoIdo.
The man instantly turned around to face her and then burst out laughing. Yori's eyes hardened, insulted, outraged, repulsed. He laughed like it was just some joke. The man was chocking on his own spit, like it was gut wrenching, full blown hilarious.
The laughter echoed around the forest, each ring stabbing her sides, neck, confidence, self-esteem. Yori felt water coming down at the corners of her eyes, and she sobbed, biting her lip and desperately blinking it back. It stung.
Why did the chicken cross the road? Because the girl believed in him.
She suddenly felt embarrassed about even saying it in the first place. She was in over her head, thinking that she'd sound brave in front of the man. But she did trust Aido. Completely and hesitantly and carefully. When did honesty become so weak?
Yori's face suddenly scrunched up, her features twisting like an angered Greek nymph. Without deliberating another thought, she immediately tried pulling her arm from her captor's fingers, couldn't believe that she'd allow herself to just stand there like an idiot and take this man's bullshit.
Pain shot through her arm at the final tug that she enforced on herself, finally freeing her hand. The vampire swiveled around and gave her such a frightening look that Yori instantly almost gave up and thought that it'd be better to just surrender herself. But adrenaline surged into her veins and in panic; she kicked her foot into the back of his knee.
His leg hitched and he fell to the ground, his fingers slipping off the gun. Yori saw her chance and immediately ran for it but the vampire's hand shot up and circled around her ankle like a snake.
Angry tears suddenly welled out of her eyes, and her heart crumpled almost instantly. She had gone so far, was almost there, and what? Was she already a captive again? Yori brought the gun above her head and putting all her might into it, instantly swung down and bashed it unto the side of his head.
She was sure she heard something crack. But the man let out a roaring growl, scaring her out of her wits, and the girl did it again and again.
The cold metal felt heavy and alienated in her clammy hand, but she pummeled it into the man's face repeatedly until his eyes had rolled to the back of his head.
"Bitch...!" he croaked out in fury. Her brows furrowed and she swung the gun one last time, smashing it into his cheek. Why won't he die!? Yori's brow sweat and she let out a ragged breath, bringing it one last time and smashing it unto his cheek.
His lip busted open, drawing blood. Then the man began to laugh. Yori dropped the gun, realizing what she'd just done and hurriedly fled away to the protection of the trees, her heart beating fast.
Whatever it was, it wasn't human. It wasn't human. It wasn't human. It wasn't human. It endured harsh objects being plummeted into its cheek, bruised and battered, but still alive. It took sudden joy at being a bloody pulp. What!?
It didn't make any sense, that's what! Yori ran faster and faster, throwing her arms out in front of her and slapping away at the little branches of growing trees that flew at her face. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought that she suddenly saw him stand up.
No. Nonononononononono! She pushed her legs even faster, her breath coming out in ragged gasps and her throat feeling dry and burning and her chest drawing too much oxygen but not exhaling enough.
Her legs were growing tired, aches of pain shooting up her hip and to her spine. But she had to run, just had to escape there. Yori breathed, panting fast and it hurt it hurt and a hand suddenly grabbed her, pulling her the opposite way.
The girl cried out, and the man pulled her harshly towards him, dangling above the ground. He sneered and the adrenaline immediately drained out of her body, telling her that it was already over. She felt silent tears trekking down her cheeks, tasting bitter.
She was just a human girl trying to run away, and he wasn't. It was as simple as that.
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The vampire held her tightly and shoved her forwards, both of her thin wrists clasped in just one of his hands. He used his free hand to shove her again, push her, tease her, or pull at her hair harshly. He must've gotten insanely mad when she kept on hitting him with the hilt of his own gun.
The girl didn't know what came over her to do something so violent like that. Maybe it was the shock of fear that jostled her into doing it, the chance that she could actually escape. Her heart pounded into her ears erratically.
Well, didn't she fool herself? She was just a human being, and they tended to do unpredictable things to stay alive. Her kind weren't known to survive for hundreds of bitchin' years to just give up so adamantly. And she wasn't going to say sorry, anyhow. It felt good to hit that jerk. And he deserved it.
Yori trudged on, pressing her lips tight. He pushed her again and she hastily shrugged his hand off of her shoulder. The man instantly snarled and grabbed her face, squeezing her cheeks together like a fish. His spiteful face was merely inches away from hers and he produced a low growling at the back of his throat, hissing threats into her ear.
"Careful, sweetheart, I can kill you right here and now." Yori edged away from his breath.
"Why don't you try?" she bit back, and hoped to God that he wouldn't actually do it.
The vampire growled again and hit her on the face. The girl breathed, startled as she looked up into the narrow slits that were his eyes. He said nothing more and instead just shoved her forwards again.
He led her through the thicket of trees and into an empty clearing where an old, abandoned warehouse stood. This thing was here in the forest all along? Her brow arched. How come they never noticed this before?
The vampire pushed the doors open and shoved her inside. Yori staggered forwards, her body suddenly engulfed in the darkness. She stepped into the warehouse carefully, not knowing which way was which and where she stood in place.
Her heart started to race, feeling dangerous. Everything was pitch black here. Her eyes couldn't even see anything. For all she knew, something could just jump up from somewhere and attack her.
She felt shadows over the walls, felt like she was being watched like prized beef. A cold hand suddenly grabbed her from nowhere and the girl almost jumped out of her skin, edgy and tense. It started to pull her along, pulling her up the stairs aggressively.
Was this the same man? Yori didn't get it. How could he even see here? Before she could even realize what was happening, she was thrust into the room, stumbling on her own foot and falling backwards.
Everything became eerily quiet. Moonlight shone down a small window high above the ground and she shivered, truthfully feeling scared and alone. This distinctly reminded her of Hansel and Gretel, she being the one to be thrown inside a cage to be fattened up by the witch.
Witch? Was this what was happening? She was going to get eaten?
The girl already did what she could, only to be locked up in the end. If she was supposed to be Hansel, then where was Gretel?
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Gretel was busily walking among the forest, still far behind by miles, fussing his hands up in his hair until he realized that he was messing it up, and then abruptly stopped.
His hands fell to his sides, twitching, unknowing what to do.
For the love of God! His hands came up to his hair again and he had to force himself to stop. Crap, he didn't know what to do! Stop messing up your hair, man! That's what you shouldn't do!
He paced the forest floor like a madman, jittery. Crapcrapcrap! His brain had been arguing for the past hour whether to go ahead and save the girl or just stand there ogling at the squirrels.
Of course the latter's actions seemed to be stupid, but there was a catch—he could stand there ogling at the squirrels, feeling the safe reassurance that he didn't screw his whole race over.
But for all he knew, he was just standing here, wasting time and going off topic and Yori could be like sitting on a pot brewing over boiling water while that motherfuckin' vampire slapped some barbeque sauce on her cheek.
He swore to God that if that scumbag even ever thought about biting her, he had another thing coming. He'd kick his Level E ass so bad that he'd be begging for Kiryuu to come. And plus, the blonde wasn't exactly the one to act heroic. He could just pop up in there and kick the vampire on the nuts and then run away laughing like he took too many blood tablets to mess up his head.
Because really. If that girl ever got bitten on the neck, and he came home telling people the truth, of course they would so readily believe him and not think that it was pure and utter bullshit.
He could already picture it now, with the loving "zzzt" of a razor nearby.
"Oh, no. You see what happened in the beginning was—the bus driver chairman hired was actually this homicidal vampire bus driver who kidnapped all of the girls. Yori got to slap him and I did the dirty work. The next day, three people almost drowned—yes, Yuuki-chan, Yori was one of them. And no, chairman, I did not purposefully push them in there. Even if I was pissed. So the hell what if it was extremely likely!? The lake was cannibal, it ate people for fun! But I saved them too, anyway, and for the record I think some bit of skin got melted off. Then there was this bear—no, I did not just happen to make growling sounds in the night! I saved them again and I got mauled! And then a vampire appeared and bit Yori—I swear it wasn't me, Kaname sama—ugh!"
The "Ugh!" part indicated him being slapped by the pureblood leader on account of the bull he just spat out.
Aido swallowed. Yes, that would be exactly what would happen if he ever told them the truth.
But the consequences still weren't enough to set him back on his feet. Saving this girl would mean blowing up his whole race's identity, not just the Night Class' secret. And that just wasn't some shit to be taken lightly.
He would get in serious trouble even if he did want to do the right thing. And according to the Vampire Council, the right thing to do was just to let nature take its place. Yeah, some people die. But so what? It was a day-to-day basis with him.
Though the thought of seeing her frightened expression and the thought of just standing there like a jackass drove him crazy. Guilt could go fuck itself. Wasn't he the guy who made it a hobby of his to break the rules and bite every single girl he effing met in school and out?!
His family wasn't even for the Vampire Council! And he wasn't all for the idea to shave his hair when he had the full consent of Kaname-sama to actually turn things around!
They all expected him to mess up in the end, anyway. It wouldn't really come up as a surprise back home if he thrashed another vampire, blew up another bus. Yeah, he'd get in serious trouble. But the thing was; he wasn't known for being obedient. Rules to him were more like, you know, guidelines.
His eyes suddenly brightened and Aido finally stood up, dusting off his pants.
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Okay. Gretel was taking too long. Maybe it would be a better idea if Hansel forgot about depending on him.
Yori stood up from the floor and glanced all around her. It was dark in there, except for the sole little window that granted enough moonlight to pass through. And it didn't even reach the floor, just the side of the wall that it was tacked on.
The girl tried to feel for a door. Stumbling forwards, not knowing if she was really turned around backwards, sideways, or in front, she put her arms in front of her and walked steadily.
A cold wall graced her hands. Yori started to pat like a blind woman, walking sideways as her hand lead her to a false door. She continued to pat, feeling a corner underneath her palm, but not feeling a door-knob or at least a little crevice where the door should be.
She reached another corner, and soon felt the vague déjà vu of being here just a couple of seconds ago, circling and circling around the square room which sounded geometrically impossible.
Yori began to feel dizzy from her repetitive actions. The knowledge of there not being a door here felt heavy in her mind. If there wasn't any door here, then how did she get in this room? She kneeled down to the floor and began to pat for a trap door. Surely, there should be something in here.
She felt something wet touch her hands, and she instinctively pulled her hand back. Something squeaked in the dark, and she turned around. Rats?
The girl sighed, out of options. The only thing she knew was that the door must've been hid very well, and that rats were her only companion now. She'd name this one Bernard. Ow, he tried to bit me!
"No, Bernard." Yori lectured gently, like a mother. To the rat? She sat down again and realized that she must've been going crazy. This little box of a room was steadily pushing into her, more and more, claustrophobic, walls growing, gradually driving her insane.
She started to develop a headache and crushed her eyes together, beginning to sob in frustration. Little weeps of tears formed at the corners of her eyes, slowly rolling down. No. She wiped the water works away with the back of her hand. There must've been something up there. Anything. The roof!
Just as she thought about jumping and reaching out, the wall behind her blew away. Shards of debris came whizzing past her face, and was that ice? She turned around and in came rolling Gretel on his back, late as always.
"Fuck! Is this building made out of metal!?" was the first thing he said to her since hours ago, caressing his sore back. Well, not really said.
Yori's eyes widened, eyelashes flicking up and down, too surprised to process.
Aido looked up at her and immediately looked down. He swallowed, standing up. "I'm… ah, hey Yori." He swallowed again, nervously.
She simply looked back at him, still startled. Did he have to blow a part of the wall?
"Hey! What was that?" Voices from below suddenly erupted, breaking their moment.
"Something went off upstairs—"
"Check the girl's room!" A man snarled, and it wasn't long before Aido's ears picked up the footsteps going up the stairs.
He abruptly grabbed a hold of her hand, no time for awkwardness as he dragged her towards the huge crack in the wall.
Yori immediately pulled away from him, then looked at his face as if he'd gone insane. "What're you doing?! You can't just—!"
"Just trust me!" He growled at her, cutting her off. The boy then paused as the irony hit his brain. Yori gave him a crazed look. "Okay, bad choice of words, just…" the steps sounded like dynamite to him, as the other vampires thundered up the stairs and reached for the room.
Yori's pulse quickened. She looked back, the hidden door now clearly seeable as it almost cracked open by force. Aido's eyes widened and he took a quick glance at the girl, begging her to just ignore what happened earlier before and that he was sorry and that it'd never happen again and to just blindly trust him this once, even if it was only today.
The brunette's eyebrows creased, and a wave of attachment flooded through her bloodstream at the look he gave. What a stupid—whatever he was. She wasn't sure if he was really a human, or a fairy, or Superman's secret sidekick. You idiot. I've always trusted you.
Yori pressed her lips together and nodded. The blonde took a quick breath of air before reaching for her hand again and clasping it in his own, making sure she wouldn't scream running away. Just a look back at the door and ice suddenly erupted out of nowhere, swarming at the ground like a pack of angry hornets spilling out of their nests.
Yori's eyes instantly widened and her breath hitched, speechless. The trail of ice grew and grew, racing towards the door and freezing it shut.
Aido immediately turned on his heels and tugged at her hand, leading her towards the other side of the room. It wasn't going to last long, he knew. He could already feel the Level E vampires pounding their fists unto the door, trying to tear it apart.
The girl stared at the frozen door in astonishment. Wasn't that supposed to be impossible? She stared at his back, not really sure where the source of the icewas, and how it even came to be, but there was something in the boy's blue eyes that told her it was him that did it.
He looked back at her and Yori couldn't help but move back a little, stunned. But her hold on his hand tightened, and she gave him a look that signified that she didn't care if he was a freak of nature or something. Whether he was Aquaman's cousin, or if he could now talk to popsicles or whatever, it was okay. It didn't matter. People had their problems.
Aido felt a little offended. Freak of nature? What the hell? He wasn't fucking insane here, you know.
"Now we have to jump." Somehow he felt he just contradicted himself.
"What?" Yori gazed at him crazily, like she did before. Aido shook his head. "There's no other way, unless you want to pass through walls."
She paused. "You can do that?"
"No." Aido replied, a vein popping on his forehead. "I was being sarcastic!"
Well you just made ice pop out of the friggin' ground! She wanted to shout that to him. How was I supposed to know you couldn't pass through walls? Though Yori kept herself composed and just glared at him.
"We can't just jump off here. We're on the second floor..!"
"So?!" He growled.
"So? So we'll break our backs!" She felt herself getting hysterical.
"No we won't."
"How do you know?"
"Because I just do, okay?"
"But that's not enough, Aido-sempai!" She said helplessly, maddened brown eyes focusing on him. "How do you know if we're really going to make it?!"
"Would you just stop asking questions!?" He shouted back at her, the familiar want of wringing the girl's neck rising in his mind. "Just… just—why can't you just do as I say? You know how much easier it'll be!?"
"But—"
"No! No buts." His eyes hardened. "Listen, that door can open any—fucking hell!" The blonde's face broke, and he gritted his teeth, tearing away from her. God! Just when things were starting to go right, fate had to go and screw them all over!
The door was halfway broken, little pieces of wood scattered all over the floor like shattered glass. Yori's eyes widened as the boy growled, his own eyes staring past her shoulder in rage.
"What?" she asked, heart breaking in distress. No, no, please don't let it be… it couldn't be… Yori crushed her eyes together, wanting to cry. After all this, really?
Aido glanced at the girl's crestfallen face, looking more and more tragic as each second passed. She suddenly shook her head, steeling herself. It was frustratingly obvious what was happening, but maybe, she thought, if she just pretended… then it wouldn't happen. Well, that was idiotic of her. Yori felt her heart dropping in her stomach, growing cold. She sniffed, closing her eyes again.
The blonde's eyebrows furrowed and he looked under the girl's caramel tresses, trying to see under her face. The Level E vampires were coming. "Yori, we can take them on."
"What?" her eyes suddenly snapped open. "Are you out of your mind?"
"No." he scowled. "I'm serious. We—err, I can take them on." They scratched at the door aggressively, shouting like angered dogs.
"Don't be stupid," she looked at him. "You'll get hurt."
He gave a dry grin, spreading wide across his face. "Trust me, that'd be the opposite."
"No." Yori pressed, her eyes lowering to the ground. "If anything happened to you—"
"Nothing's going to happen to me—"
"IF ANYTHING happened to you," she raised her voice slightly. She didn't look at him. The vampires growled, some of their limbs already stepping into the room.
The girl's voice softened this time, addressing him gently. "Aido-sempai, if anything happened to you, I don't know what I'd— … I-I just don't…" She stared at him with cruel, sadistic, beautiful brown eyes and he snorted, looking away. IF ANYTHING HAPPENED TO YOU, I'D— shouldn't he be the one saying that?
Moments of silence passed, and he found it hard to answer her, trying to search for the right comeback before his tongue failed him. The Level E's were getting nearer.
"Then fucking jump with me if you don't want to face them." The blond blurted out suddenly, not even knowing where that came from.
Yori raised her eyes at him, giving him the same crazed, wide-eyed look that was burning his patience short. "We can't just… just jump—"
He growled at her stubbornness. "And why the hell not?!"
"Because it's just plain idiotic!"
"What else do you want to do?!" he quickly snapped at the girl. The Level E's were getting closer.
Yori blinked, taking a step back. "I-I don't—"
"I can handle them, damn it." Aido was suddenly gritting his teeth. "Why don't you believe me? You want me to prove it—"
"No!" She shouted at him suddenly, brows furrowed. "Just—"
"Any other bright ideas?" He continued, cutting her off, tone getter harsher. The Level E's were getting nearer and nearer, just a foot away. "Can you think of any other plans?!"
"I don't—" Yori closed her eyes in frustration.
Aido's face immediately broke. "Shit…! Yori!"
"Stop shouting at me!"
"YORI!" He screamed louder, eyes wide as plates.
"What!?" She turned around, and she suddenly felt her heart beating a hundred beats every second before it stopped altogether, her body growing cold, numb with shock.
A man with elongated teeth grinned down at her, and she heard Aido cursing very loudly.
Before a second even passed, the blue-eyed boy grabbed her by the arm and she crashed into his chest, "Close your eyes!" she heard him scream and she did. Something cold flew past her face and the man suddenly gurgled, hot liquid splashing at her cheek as her eyes accidentally looked up in confusion. And then Yori saw that the man was over their heads, writhing in pain as a column of ice struck to his ribcage and out, fresh, wet blood dripping down both their faces.
Her eyes widened, wanting to throw up. She felt the boy's hold on her tighten and his throat rasp. The other Level E's blocked by the door suddenly broke loose, going on a rampage as they tried to tear through each other and get to the room first.
The blond immediately tugged at Yori before the other vampires could get to them and before she could pass out, almost escaping through the huge crack when a Level E suddenly caught a hold of the girl's arm just in time, dragging her back inside.
The girl let out a loud cry, screaming in pain as her arm felt like it was being torn apart from her body. The vampire grinned at her sadistically and the idea of being captured again by these kinds of people brought angry tears to her eyes. There is no way I'll die here. She thought heatedly, twisting around and struggling until the man's grip on her arm loosened, even by the tiniest fraction of an inch.
And when it did, Yori jumped. Aido's eyes immediately widened into plates. "No, no! Not yet, you stupid moron—! I'll be thrown off balance!" He tried to hold onto the wrecked floor with a hand, but the girl's thrown weight pulled him off and they slipped, stumbling out into the open air.
Yori screamed and Aido bellowed curses until they crashed to the ground, his back hitting the dirty forest floor with a frightening thud. Anxious silence covered the forest for some time, dust flying around the spot where a shape of a body formed. There was a high chance that it was disfigured.
Aido suddenly gave an ungraceful cough, signifying that there was still a little bit of enthusiasm left in his body to just fuck human physics and keep on working. Despite that, he groaned painfully, his face twisting.
They were giving the vampires can't be harmed by anything theory too much credit. When were people gonna realize that just because it didn't affect them all that much, doesn't mean that it didn't hurt like fucking hell?!
The blonde tried to sit up, though he felt a heavy weight lumped at his stomach. He opened his eyes more as the dust finally cleared, then jolted immediately as he realized that it was the dumbass girl who jumped too quickly.
If it wasn't for her, he could've still been at the second story of the warehouse instead of falling off a damned two-story building. HAH! You fucking deserve it, you bitch!
The sudden realization slapped him in the face. Aido felt a chill rampage through his spine. Is she dead!? Oh God, no. He stared at her body with wide eyes, daring not to breath. Ohshitohshitohshitohshit.
The blonde prodded her shoulder, then jerked his hand back as though it was bitten off. Oh no. Oh crap. Oh shit. Oh holy fucking cow hell. Oh my fucking shit. He was starting to run out of curse words to say, when the girl stirred to life, not quite with the same enthusiasm as his body had.
Aido instantly sighed in relief, letting his muscles relax once she lifted her head, this time really saying that she was still alive and not just some dead zombie girl. He could've easily caught her, but noooo….. Fate had to intervene and the girl had to drop down on him like a sack of potatoes.
"Oh, damn." He groaned again, trying to feel his stiff neck. Why was his back the one that was always injured here? He'd have the posture of an old man before this trip was even done. Ughh… he probably broke a rib or something… he glanced at her face and immediately stopped his babbling.
Yori shivered lightly in his arms, and then started to cry uncontrollably into his torso, desperately trying to rein her emotions in check, holding it all back. But it was too much. They could've died. Hopes, dreams, aspirations—all gone, flashing before her eyes, wasting 15 years of her life in just one go. And it made her shudder and shake more into the boy, hiccupping as he wrapped lean arms around her and held her securely in place.
Aido looked at her with tight eyes, not really knowing what to say. He tried to pat her shoulder awkwardly, and tried to think up of comforting words to say, though none came. Well, he was the guy who traded her in for a measly secret that should've been quite obvious now, so of course he shouldn't be able to say anything.
So he didn't know why he'd suddenly do this. Maybe you did, you little bastards.
Looking down at the girl's trembling form, he couldn't help it anymore. Fuck it. He leaned down and broke the girl out of her stupor, lightly kissing her salty lips.
And then the feeling of shock suddenly came hurdling into his mind, electrifying his lips as it softly touched hers. Don't think Don't think Just feel Just feel. The action sent chills up his bones, made his skin rise. It'd about bewildered him as much as her, but strangely, he found himself pressing on, gently and if a little daringly, a bit coy and unsure, but still continuing.
He was in much deeper crap as it was now, so he might as well just total up the bill and welcome the butterflies that wanted to enter his stomach ever since the trip first started and just let his stomach jump and twist. It would've been horribly awkward if he'd just stopped right then and there, and maybe they'd never even speak to each other again.
The thought made him absent-mindedly place a single hand at the back of her head, deepening the kiss as his mouth moved against hers, trapping her in place. He was liking this bit by bit, and then a lot, then he wondered if this was illegal.
All he had to do now was wait for her to respond. Waiting, waiting. When she didn't, he quickly grew impatient. He licked her lips with his tongue, and it caused her to yelp accordingly, snapping her out of her daze. She tried to kiss him back, and it was easily the most surprising and at the same time wonderful thing he'd ever come to face. He crushed her body into his, and her elbow suffocated his breathing a little, delving into his chest.
He ignored it. He was suffocating all around, anyway, even if she didn't do anything. Even if all she did was softly touch him with those heavenly lips of hers, drowning in those sickly sweet brown eyes. I'll be you're crying shoulder. I'll be love's suicide. I'll be better when I'm older, I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
Aido paused, misunderstanding that he actually did feel a little suffocated. All of her body weight was thrown at his chest, pressing into his kidney, and he figured that he'd probably pass out if he didn't breathe soon. But he couldn't help it. Just one more second. Just ten more seconds. Just sixty more. And then he broke the kiss off slightly, panting like a dry fish.
He took a whiff of her scent, and she smelled like… well, he didn't really know. He didn't exactly have a whole storage full of memorized smells kept inside his mind, ready to whip out in case he ever wanted to compare it to somebody else's natural scent.
But she felt wonderful, soft and peachy. And he had to stop the urge to caress her skin. He laid his head back on the grass, breathing deeply, and Yori tried to look ahead of her, still a little dazed at what just happened.
Her eyes quickly snapped to his, and she gave him this strange look, one that seemed as if she'd break like mirror glass or burst out laughing. "You taste like breath mints…" The girl suddenly murmured, smiling this weird, funny smile with tear-stained cheeks.
She opened her mouth wider, signifying that there was more. He raised a perfect eyebrow, motioning for her to continue. "… or lifesavers. You know, the candy."
Aido paused, his eyes crinkling, not knowing what to do with this information. "… You mean the spearmint kind?" he asked in mild amazement.
"Mmhhm."
"Huh." He was speechless to that, only remembering the feel of her lips flooding inside his mind. "… Are you okay now?"
Yori blinked at his words, her expression a little taken aback. The weird, funny smile with her tear-stained cheeks suddenly erupted into her face again, slowly. "Everything seems to be intact. I'm not dead."
"Good." Aido huffed, slightly frustrated. Truth was, he wouldn't know what to do if something bad happened to her again.
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful, stop me and steal my breath. And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky, never revealing their depth. Tell me that we belong together. Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated. I'll hang from your lips. Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.
-X-
"Hey... I'm a vampire, by the way." He suddenly blurted out.
-X-
I'm sorry if this chapter sucks ass. But I've been working on it a lot now, and I'm just getting sick and tired about working on the same thing day after day. So yeah, I'm so sorry. I did my best fixing it up, and I just hope it's at least decent. And I know I've been gone for a while, and I'm so soooorrryyy for that, haha. I got a little side-tracked by Eyeshield 21 and Hiruma and Mamori are so cuuuuuute together!!
Please alert and review if you still like this story to continue. And I promise, thought the updates are agonizingly slow, it will continue. C:C:C: (Next chapter will be WAAAAY better. Like no, seriously.)
