Sweet Blood
11. One Step at Time
Furihata woke up with a warm body pressed against his back and jolted in his bed, thinking that maybe a pervert sneaked in his house while he was sleeping but then he saw the peaceful face of Kise and relaxed immediately.
The blond locks were sprawled on the white pillow, his lips were parted and Furihata could see his perfect teet. Kise wasn't smiling or frowning but it was the first time that the brunette saw the other so relaxed that he couldn't help but thought that Kise was cute.
A pain on his neck jerked Furihata from his thoughts and he sighed when he remembered that Kise bite him on his neck the other night. Again. And thinking that the previous wounds just healed... maybe Kise had a thing for that place? Because it was the exact same of last time.
Furihata's eye caught a movement on his bed and he saw Kise stretching his arms and slowly opened his golden eyes. He looked lost and Furihata could see two puppy ears on the top of his head. It was a miracle that he didn't say "aren't you a good boy?" to the blonde and frankly it would have been embarrassing.
"Furihatacchi...?" Kise asked still half-asleep and when he saw the brunette his eyes sparkled like he was looking at something beautiful. That stare was making Furihata uncomfortable but at the same time it was a nice feeling having someone who had eyes only for him, it flattered him very much.
However something happened when Kise lifted a hand to touch him, he felt a shiver ran down his spine and he instinctively slapped the blonde's hand away with an expression of pure terror written on his face.
Kise widened his eyes in surprise and then he smiled sadly, retiring his hand like he was expecting that reaction from the brunette. Even if that sad smile covered Kise's face, the light in his eyes was still strong and Furihata, who firstly wanted to apologize for his sudden action, remained speechless while looking in his reflection in the other's golden orbs.
"Furihatacchi, you have accepted me yesterday, but I hurt you and your body remembers it." Kise explained, drawing his gaze to Furihata's neck were the wound was purple and the teeth marks looked reddish. The brunette realized that it was the first time that Kise called him "Furihatacchi" without the usual joking manner, and it seemed like he was calling the most precious thing in the universe. That thought alone brought a blush on his cheeks.
"It's going to be hard... my insanity isn't completely gone too... what do you say, let's make one step at time?" Kise asked his sad smile melted in a brighter one while tears of happiness were threating to wet Furihata's cheeks who nodded trying to hold his sobs.
"Yes, yes." He was happy, so happy. Kise wasn't demanding anything from him, he said that he would wait for him and that made Furihata the happiest person in the world. He didn't know when his feelings grew so strong, they just did and Furihata was glad for it because he thought that nothing could have made him more happy than see Kise's smile. It was like the sun, warm and bright that could chase the darkness away.
A loud knocking echoed in the house and made the two of them jump, leaving them wonder who was visiting Furihata's hour in the morning on Sunday.
"Were you expecting someone, Furihatacchi?" Kise asked getting up from the bed and making sure he didn't touch the other boy, probably fearing the same reaction from before.
"No..." Furihata narrowed his eyes but began to walk in the direction of the front door, wondering who was visiting him.
He opened the door with hurry, forgetting to cover the ugly teeth marks on his neck and that he was just wearing an horrible oversized pink t-shirt as a pyjama.
Furihata widened his eyes when he saw the people outside his door. What the hell were they doing there? Midorima shifted his eyes on the ground after he saw Furihata's white legs (and was that a blush on his cheeks?!), Kuroko had that usual expressionless but for a moment his eyes sparkled with a strange light that made Furihata's stomach curl, lastly Aomine licked his lips with the same expression he had when he was looking to his porn magazines, however that changed quickly when he noticed the ugly wounds on Furihata's neck and the brunette felt a shiver ran down his spine when Aomine's eyes darkened dangerously. It didn't help that Kise appeared three seconds later skipping with some drop of blood on his shirt.
The blonde halted abruptly his tracks when he caught a glimpse of who was standing outside Furihata's home and smiled nervously at the three of them who tried to commit a murder with their own eyes.
"Aominecchi, Midorimacchi, Kurokocchi... didn't expect you here." Kise said trying to sound normal but failing miserably, nervousness painted his voice and it was a miracle that it didn't shake.
"Kise, what the fuck did you do?" Aomine growled dangerously and entered with a step in Furihata's home, a menacing aura circled him and his blue eyes had a glimpse of red around the pupils.
"A-Aomine-kun, wait...!" Furihata tried to stop him but Midorima caught his arm just before it touched Aomine. The brunette turned to the green head to shout to him to let go but all his words were taken away after he saw the serious and worried gaze that Midorima was giving to his wounds.
Kise was stepping back with his hands in front of him in sign of peace and secretly trying to search an escape, not that Furihata could blame him, Aomine looked so scary in that moment!
"Aomine, stop that. Let's go to the living room to talk. I doubt that Furihata will like us to trash his house." Midorima spoke calmly, but there was an hidden threat in his voice that gave the chills to the brunette.
Aomine growled again but stopped his tracks and, continuing to glare to Kise, marched to the living room. Kise made a sigh of relief and smiled weakly to Furihata, like he was apologizing for Aomine's behaviour. Midorima tugged gently the brunette's arm and Furihata decided it was best to follow him, not wanting to anger the green head with useless resistance. He heard the door close behind his back and imagined that it was Kuroko because he lost sight of him some minutes before.
Midorima made Furihata sit on the middle of the sofa with Aomine on his right who continued to glare to Kise, who was leaning on the wall trying to act cool but Furihata could see the trembling of his fingers. The brunette heard someone sitting behind the sofa and figured that Kuroko was there and promised to himself to not forget that, otherwise he would have an heart attack when the blue haired teen would speak.
Midorima returned some seconds later with a first-aid kit from Furihata's bathroom and sat down on the brunette's left, who was shifting uncomfortably under the heavy silence.
The green head began to threat Furihata's wounds and the smaller boy hissed from the pain, causing Aomine's mood to darken again and to Kise to look on the floor in shame.
After what they seemed like hours, Midorima finally managed to bandage Furihata's neck with care and with the right pressure. No wonder he wanted to become a doctor.
"Now can we talk?" Kuroko's quite voice came from behind the sofa and Furihata mentally congratulated himself for not jumping in surprise like Aomine did.
It seemed like talking was the last thing both Aomine and Kise wanted to do, but they nodded after a moment of hesitation, maybe because Kuroko stood up and glared at the two of them with his baby-blue eyes that looked scary for a moment.
"What happened last night?" Kuroko asked and before Furihata could open his mouth the bluenette silenced him with an hand gesture. "Kise first."
The blonde shifted uncomfortably but began to tell the story from his point of view, not mentioning the kiss part for which Furihata was glad.
"So I fell asleep in Furihatacchi's bed and you arrived some minutes after we woke up..." Kise ended, not once looked to one of his former teammates eyes, preferring to observe Furihata and the brunette hoped he wasn't blushing.
"You slept in his bed?!" Aomine actually stood and was starting to walk to Kise with a murderous aura around him when a hand on his shoulder abruptly made him sit again on the sofa. Furihata was amazed how Kuroko could control the Generation of Miracles even if he was so small. In that moment he saw that both Midorima and Kuroko had the same murderous aura of Aomine's and were killing Kise with their eyes.
That left Furihata speechless for a moment. Why were they getting angry over something like this? They talked about killing him once, so why they cared now? It didn't make any sense.
"I don't understand... why are you all so angry...? You've never... cared about me..." Furihata said sadly, shifting the attention of the boys from Kise to him and he felt strange when all the gaze full of hatred changed in ones of care.
Strangely it was Midorima who spoke first, grabbing his hands and squeezing them with a little too much strength.
"W-We care about you... we don't want to see you hurt." The green head mumbled, a blush covered his cheeks and he shifted his gaze to the floor, suddenly finding it interesting and letting Furihata's hand go after a second.
"Furihata-kun, you're my friend, I care about you." Kuroko's face presented a ghost of a smile and Furihata heard his heart loose a beat when he saw that. Kuroko looked... handsome like that.
"Tsk, of course we care, idiot." Aomine ruffled Furihata's hair but neither him was looking at him, preferring to give all his attention to his fingers who were tipping nervously on the sofa. Furihata didn't expect to see the day where he could admire Aomine's nervousness.
"Could it be that... we all like Furihatacchi?" Kise gaped at the realization that hit him once the words went out his mouth. Furihata's eyes grew wide, his jaw nearly hit the floor and looked to the other three who went utterly still.
"W-W-What?!" The brunette's cheeks were burning in embarrassment, but deep down he felt... happy. And the fact that nobody said anything it meant that there was something true in Kise's words.
However, before he could say something else a throbbing pain hit him like a car and he grasped his throat with both hands, feeling some difficulties to breath.
"Furihata-kun?"
"Furihata?"
"Oi?!"
"Furihatacchi?!"
The four boys asked alarmed when they saw the brunette gap in pain, his back curved and hands scraping on the bandages like he was trying to breath.
However Furihata wasn't listening to them, he trying to stop the pain. But it didn't feel like it was from the wound on his neck, it was inside his throat. He wanted... he wanted something, but he couldn't understand what and that was driving him insane.
"Furihata, look at me." Midorima ordered, touching his shoulder and trying to seem calm but the worry was audible in his voice.
Furihata had his eyes closed and followed his hearing, his hand grasped Midorima's jersey and he felt a rough hand on his head (Aomine), a soft caress on his left hand (Kuroko), and someone was drawing circles on his knee (Kise, that strangely didn't bother him, maybe because the pain was more preoccupying). His eyes were closed because he was concentrating on his feelings, there was something wrong in him, something that it wasn't there before and was trying to claw his way in his mind. No, he had to stop it, but how could he do it if he didn't even know what was happening to him?!
"Furihata-kun, please open your eyes and breath slowly." Kuroko asked with a gentle tone and Furihata could feel that he was smiling to him, like he was telling him that everything was alright.
Slowly the brunette, after interminable minutes, opened his eyes and heard some gasps from the boys around him. He understood what was happening even before he looked in the reflection of Midorima's glasses, but something inside of him was still hoping that he was wrong, that there was some error. But the image he saw shattered even that last hope.
He was still him, but at the same time he wasn't.
His brown warm eyes weren't there anymore.
Now he could only see a stranger with cold, red eyes that was staring back at him.
Author's note: Nope, this isn't something I decided at the last minute, everything that happened in this chapter was decided before I wrote the first chapter of this story! I hope you enjoyed the twist or you can always kill me XD
In the next chapter the truth about Furihata's will be revealed!
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