Day Job
Chapter Eleven
Kakimoto Chikusa.
Race: Human.
League: Kakimoto.
Birthday: October 26.
Blood Type: AB.
Family: Great Great Grandfather (Kakimoto Hiro - Deceased), Parents (Deceased), Sister (M.M.)
Pets: Kakipii (Black cat).
Current Occupation: His family owns an orchard.
Age (Human Years): 18.
Current Mate: Joshima Ken, but he has been missing for two years.
Estate: Kokuyo Forest.
Activity: Nocturnal.
Joshima Ken.
Race: Vampire.
League: Joshima.
Birthday: N/A.
Blood Type: N/A.
Family: Parents (Died in slavery), Older brother (Lancia - Missing).
Pets: He named Chikusa's pet cat.
Current Occupation: None. He's been stealing food for the past two years.
Age (Vampire Years): 17.
Current Mate: None. He supposedly broke up with Chikusa two years ago.
Estate: Varies.
Activity: Nocturnal.
8:27 PM, November 30.
Vongola Lake.
"Tsuna!" Dino called, running up to the lake. "Hey," he greeted his brown-haired friend.
"Dino," Tsuna greeted, standing up. He took Dino's hands, then frowned when he saw the cast on Dino's wrist that he'd tried to conceal under his sleeve. "What happened to you?" the male asked.
"My tutor found out about us...," the blonde sighed, "he thinks I'm not worthy to have a vampire mate because I'm a halfbreed." Tsuna frowned.
"That's kind of ridiculous," he muttered.
"Yeah... I suppose," Dino sighed. "But you know... he's my tutor. What can I do?"
"What did you... say to him?"
"Well... I told him about us, you know, that we're close, and I mentioned that you were a vampire. He doesn't know you, but since he knows you're a vampire..."
"Huh. Well, I guess I just have to meet this tutor of yours," Tsuna sighed. Dino smiled awkwardly.
"Hehehe... I wouldn't advise that.
10:18 PM...
"Hello, Kyouya, ready for the appointment?" Mukuro asked as he saw the ravenette emerge from the shrubs.
"I guess," the other vampire muttered, walking over to the stone couch and sliding on to it. As he got into a comfortable lying down position, he gazed up at his counselor, and frowned. "Well?"
"Fufufu, just waiting for you to get comfortable," Mukuro said, walking over to a carved stone water collector. He released the moss plugging up the hole in it, and collected a cupful of cool rainwater in a quartz cup. After sealing the drain once more, he walked over to Hibari, and handed the ravenette the cup. Hibari obediently tasted it, and gave Mukuro a small, approving smile. "Fufufu, then, let us begin," Mukuro said silkily. "Tell me, what bothers you most? Think carfully, now."
"... When a large animal sacrifices a weaker animal for no reason," Hibari answered, his thin, black eyebrows furrowing.
"Good, now, would that mean that you don't approve of sport hunting?" he asked.
"Sport hunting is stupid," the ravenette said in a flat tone.
"Fufu, all right, Kyouya. What bothers you about it?"
Hibari closed his eyes. "Vampires were insubordinated so long ago... just because they were weaker. If the humans had watched us blossom, we would've grown stronger at a much more rapid pace."
"All right, changing the subject... How do blood exchanges make you feel?"
The ravenette inevitably tensed. "Blood exchanges are sexual acts," he whispered. "Ways of showing your affection in a heated, arousing way."
"That's not quite true, Kyouya, parents give blood to their young."
"But between those who are not related as family... that's how I see it," Hibari murmured.
"You bit me, though, Kyouya," Mukuro murmured. "Did you consider that a sexual act?"
The other's pale cheeks reddened slightly. "That was what one might call... an act of desperation and lust."
"Would you do it again?"
"I would." Mukuro fell silent, gazing at the one who lay on the bed still. Hibari was, as mentioned before, a beautiful vampire, and Mukuro was all too concious of this fact. The way the other was speaking, it seemed as though he was lusting after the counselor. But Mukuro knew how to prove things efficiently. "Kyouya, are you lonely?"
It was a question with a thousand diverse meanings. 'Do you like me?' 'Do you love me?' 'Is it just lust?' 'Do you have anyone else?' 'Why me?' 'Do you need me?' 'Are you just playing with me?' And so much more.
"I'm not lonely," Hibari answered. "But... I also do not enjoy not having a mate to relieve me of stress." Mukuro looked away. He was starting to get uncomfortable. "I want to have someone to share blood with," Hibari growled. "You must feel it, too, Mukuro. We were meant to tear the flesh of others with our fangs and devour blood. We were meant to spread our blood across generations. Tell me you feel it." Mukuro looked at the ravenette, his eyes inevitably growing lustful, and he sighed, reaching up and touching one of his fangs.
"I feel it," he answered in a quiet voice.
"... Can I pay you now?" Hibari asked.
"In money, or...?"
"In blood."
Mukuro didn't hesitate to comply. He strode over to the ravenette, and leaned in close, then bit down gently on the ravenette's pale skin. This bite was sinfully pleasurable. The way the ravenette's blood seeped so sensually into his mouth, the way his lips hugged at the other's flesh as he sucked softly on it. He hadn't thought of blood exchange as being something quite like this until Hibari spoke of it as being an act of lust.
"Mukuro," Hibari growled, placing a hand on the back of the other's head. "Why did a fine, smart vampire such as yourself decide to become a guide? You could have been so much more."
This was a question Mukuro had been dying to answer for years.
He parted from the other, and looked into the steely eyes, his expression fixed in a sort of deadpan. "I was once saved by a human," he murmured. "When I myself came out of slavery, I thought my human family didn't want me any more. They never treated me badly, so when they threw me out, I was filled with self-loathing. I thought I wasn't good enough for their experiments, or-"
"Experiments?"
"... My family worked with genetic mutation. They implanted this false, red eye in me after my own was taken out by their house cat." Hibari chuckled a little at the thought, and Mukuro rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes, I know. Ha-ha-ha, I lost an eye to a cat. Well that's aside the point. In my self-loathing after being thrown out, I clipped my own wrist and tried to kill myself. But a young human man came by. He was out looking for someone when he found me, draining myself of my own blood, and he ran over to me. After introducing himself as Kakimoto Hiro, he took off a school tie he was wearing and wrapped it firmly around my wrist. He told me he didn't know what I was doing, or what I'd been through, but he then said that I need to move on. Forget the past. There's a future for me anywhere, and I can't let myself die."
"And that was all it took?" Hibari asked. The guide nodded.
"That's what saved me."
Midnight...
Pale blue eyes locked with reddish-brown eyes, and the air grew cold. "Ken...," murmured Chikusa, coming in close and embracing his former mate. "Where have you been? Idiot..."
"D... Don't touch me, byon!" Ken said, pushing the other back. Chikusa now saw that Ken still wore the leather collar that the Kakimoto had forced him to wear, and he also saw the bracelets on the vampire's wrists that showed his previous captivity.
"Ken, why are you still wearing those...?" Chikusa asked, walking forward. "I told you, I was going to set you free."
"Shut up, byon!" Ken shouted. "That's exactly why I left you!"
Chikusa paused. "What do you mean, left?" he whispered. Ken blushed. "Ever since I was a pup, your family has had me captive. And when they decided to release the vampires, you gave me up so easily! Who do you think you are, byon? It's not fair, byon!"
"I didn't give you up," Chikusa mumbled. "I never gave you up. You've always been my friend. And... my lover."
"A human and a vampire? Bull!" Ken shouted. "You didn't want me! You never wanted me, byon!" With that, Ken turned, and ran away, Chikusa staring after him in shock.
"Why would he say that?" he wondered. "Ken... you really are... an idiot..."
-End Chapter
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