Hello all!

I'm back with the most bothersome chapter I've written. And it's probably gonna get more bothersome for me from now on... I hope you'll stick with me if it takes longer than usual for the updates to come. Anyway, it is also quite dark and emo (my problem you see^^;;) and morbid. So well, if you are afraid of a little gore (honestly not that much but) you might not be too happy with this chapter^^;;

Eitherway I hope you'll enjoy!

Red Moon

Chapter 11, Karma will come back to haunt you

The sky was a dull grey and the wind spun the fallen leaves around in small tornadoes. Tsuzuki didn't notice it. The leaves rustled against each other. Tsuzuki didn't listen to it. Through the open window a breeze gently caressed Tsuzuki's chin. It was still warm, despite the fact that it was autumn. But Tsuzuki didn't care. What use was there to enjoy the beautiful autumn day when he was there, when the doctor would return any minute? In the beginning, Tsuzuki might have cared for it, he would have wanted to run out and play with the leaves. But now he didn't care, it didn't interest him for he would never get to play with the leaves again. The floor outside of his door creaked. It was a sound he did care about, because it meant more pain for him. The door opened. Tsuzuki curled up in the bed, pretending with all his might to be asleep. Maybe the doctor would go away… no such luck. The doctor bent over the bed, looking at him. But the face looked older than what Tsuzuki was used too and the fear the shone from his eyes were completely new. And then the doctor screamed and Tsuzuki was looking down at him as Muraki made Dr. Satomi kneel down on the floor in front of his pet. The man's face was a mask of horror, his hair stretched taunt by the grip Muraki held it in. The vampire pulled Satomi's head backwards, smirking as the man whimpered in fear and pain. But he didn't look at him, the only one worth looking at was his pet. Tsuzuki's face was frozen from shock and his pupils had dilated so much that his irises almost couldn't be seen. And then he growled. Anger twisted his expression and at once Muraki felt the need to posses the man rise in him. He wanted to discard the doctor and throw himself over his prey, but it would do no good. That could wait, and so he constrained himself.

"Tsuzuki" he called.

The soft sound made Tsuzuki turn around and look at the distraction. The vampire was smirking at him, a peculiar look in his eyes.

"What would you like to do to him?"

Tsuzuki started. Until then he had been filled with an intense anger, had almost been unable to hold himself back from pouncing on the man that had made his life miserable for so long, from bashing his head against the wall and from cutting his kidney out to see how long time it would take for it to grow back. He had wanted to lock him up in a room for years and enjoy the feelings of fear that would make the room stink. But now he wasn't sure anymore. Muraki's question had startled him out of the unreasonable anger and he was able to think again. He tore his eyes away from Muraki's, the vampire's eyes had hypnotised him, and looked at the doctor. A man who now looked older than he should, not at all the arrogant and prideful youth who had so many times told Tsuzuki about all the prizes he would get once he uncovered the secret of Tsuzuki's blood. His face was already twisted in fear and Tsuzuki could almost hear his heart beating like crazy. But despite all that, he still believed that he could find an shadow of the old doctor in the man. Despite the shaking, his head was still held high and behind all that fear, couldn't Tsuzuki notice the gleam that had always been there whenever the doctor looked at him? Tsuzuki felt torn. He wanted the doctor punished, but at the same time he just couldn't. He was, after all, such a pathetic man.

"Having trouble deciding which way to torture him, my dear?"

Muraki asked the question with a straight face, but he knew that Tsuzuki wasn't thinking about which way the man should suffer. The attractive anger had disappeared from his eyes and what was left in them was a massive confusion. His pet would give way to pity, and then Dr. Satomi would be left unpunished. But that just wouldn't do. How could he let anyone except for him bring such fear and pain to Tsuzuki's eyes? The doctor would be punished even if his pet didn't want it. After all, it wasn't all for his Tsuzuki's sake that he had fetched the man. Oh no. Muraki pulled the doctors head even farther back with one sharp pull. Some of the hair came out, at one place in a big chunk that left a bleeding gap. The smell of the man's blood was revolting. The man didn't even deserve to have his blood drunk by Muraki, he should be eaten alive by wild hounds. Muraki even knew the perfect place for it to happen. But yet, that wasn't good enough. He wanted to punish the doctor with his own hands, and there were plenty of ways to do that…

Tsuzuki woke up with a start. He hadn't even realised that he had fallen asleep, for it had not been the time for it. Falling asleep to the sound of a man screaming his lungs out was not something people usually did. Tsuzuki was shaking as more and more memories from the night surfaced as he woke up. The room still reeked of the blood Muraki had extracted from the man. Yet there hardly was any blood in the room. The vampire had been careful not to mess his apartment up when he tortured the doctor. Speaking of the vampire, he was no where to be found and neither was his friend that had unsuccessfully tried to stop Muraki. And that was a good thing, wasn't it? The thought scared him. He could still vividly remember the scene of the vampire gorging the doctors eyeball out. There was nothing enjoyable about it, yet some part of him, hidden deep down felt immense satisfaction about it. Now he would see if the doctor himself could grow it back. Tsuzuki put his feet over the edge. These feelings upset him. As he moved to rise, his foot met with something warm and soft. Tsuzuki froze for a second before he dared to look over the edge of the bed. But when he did, he wished he hadn't. Dr. Satomi was lying on the floor, covered in wounds and with one eyeball missing. But he was still alive and as Tsuzuki looked at him their eyes met. Tsuzuki screamed and sprawled backwards in the bed. No, there was definitely nothing enjoyable about what had happened to the man the night before. Tsuzuki was hyperventilating. He needed to get away, both from the psycho vampire who had done such a thing and from the stare of the doctor. Away from the memories even, if that was possible. Tsuzuki fell rather than got of the bed and dashed to the door and threw it open with a single movement. He ran for the front door and would have kept running until he reached a safe place where he could hide if it hadn't been for Oriya. Because it was daytime Muraki had been forced to hide and sleep out the day and the sunshine. But that didn't mean he would ever leave his pet unguarded. So before Tsuzuki had the time to go anywhere, Oriya grabbed him and pulled him across the corridor to his own apartment. Oriya felt pity for Tsuzuki. The boy was shivering and breathing fast, unable to calm down at all. Oriya sat him down in a chair, but the boy simply got up as soon as he let go. It was no wonder, any normal person would have a mental breakdown from witnessing what the boy had seen that night. Inwardly he cursed Muraki. Despite the fact that they were best friends and had been during all the lives they had met, Oriyas lives that is, there were some things in the vampire's personality that he just couldn't accept. Showing such a scene to the boy. Not understanding that it wouldn't lead to anything good. Oriya pressed Tsuzuki down in the chair for the fifth time. This time he stayed down, even though he was looking around, fiddling with his hands and he just wouldn't stop shaking.

"Hey, boy," Oriya said, "It was bad, but there is no need to be so upset."

He knew he was contradicting himself, but it the boy should have any chance of keeping sane when he was with Muraki, and the vampire obviously intended to keep him, he would just have too deal with it. But talking to Tsuzuki didn't help at all. He was still shaking endlessly and kept looking like a trapped animal.

"Snap out of it!" Oriya yelled, slapping Tsuzuki on the cheek.

And that certainly seemed to help. Tsuzuki stopped shaking and seemed to calm down a whole lot, like he was actually able to think again. And then he spoke, for the first time that day.

"Ha…ha…ha…" he said, quietly, "what really scares me isn't the blood…"

Oriya started, he hadn't been expecting that.

"What really scares me is myself… how… how could I even at some level find satisfaction in that?…"

Oriya had no answer to that. He himself hadn't enjoyed it one bit, but at the same time he didn't believe that Tsuzuki was the kind of person that would either. And he had always counted himself as a person who was good at understanding others, after all, living 5 lives with your old memories intact you learnt how to read people. Whilst asking Tsuzuki if he would get the same feelings if it had been him who was tortured, Oriya looked out the window. It was already quite dark, Tsuzuki had fainted a little bit before dawn and then slept through most of the day. Muraki would wake up soon, if he hadn't already. Oriya wasn't too happy about that.

"I don't know…" Tsuzuki answered him, "Before I would have definitely said that of course I wouldn't but now…"

"But that was a man that did something bad to you before, right?" Oriya asked. He hadn't been told about the situation at all, but from the way Muraki had acted he could draw some conclusions. "It's natural to feel a certain satisfaction when you get revenge. I don't think you need to worry about it, boy."

Tsuzuki didn't say anything, but he looked a bit relieved. And at that time Muraki choose to make his entrance, walking into Oriya's apartment like it was his own. And Tsuzuki's feelings went around the roller coaster once again. Only this time it wasn't about the dark side of himself, but about the way he felt for the vampire. Yesterday he had only held a deep contempt and disgust for the vampire and also an anger for killing and hurting other people so easily. For killing Maria. But now he also felt grateful. Grateful to the vampire that took revenge for him and mutilated the doctor badly. Once again he started hating himself. This was another side of him he hadn't known about. How could he feel anything positive for the vampire who did such cruel things? But when his eyes and the vampire's met, Tsuzuki saw an unexpected gentleness in them that he wouldn't have noticed before.

So tell me, was the characterisation good/bad/ horrible? Cause I'm not too sure how well it went. So troublesome describing Tsuzuki's mixed feelings^^;;

Please R&R!