Chapter Fourteen

I want your blood, give it to me

I taste your cells, instinctively

Come, drink my blood, lose all reason

Out of control, instinctively

Light the fire of desire

He awaits sweet depravity-Hyde

Azuma Genkaku

He never felt so rejuvenated, her blessing was bliss, but he felt a bit irritated when he couldn't please her. And not pleasing her did not please him in the slightest. His Kannon lye, cuddled, by him and as he stroked her arm he wanted to finish the payment.

The erection was still very present, and it was quite the hard one, it wouldn't be going away anytime soon. But no meant no, and he would be patient. There was no reason to rush. He was happy that she allowed him so close to her physically, but he didn't know whether that was true for her heart. She had unreadable eyes; the only way to read her emotions was through her bodily expression. He kissed the top of her head, taking in her scent as well.

"Ruining the woods, tree wrecker…" her voice was faint. Her breathing was still slow; she was still in deep sleep.

"A sleep talker huh?"

"Poor little wood pecker, your nesting holes are all tainted… Your food with toxins rife…Touch your friends… and they all will die falling at your feet…Oh, sad little woodpecker…Poisonous tears, shining brightly, as they stream down your cheeks…"

Shiro

"I have pudding Ganta!" Shiro cheered, walking into his new room.

"Oh, there you are Shiro" Ganta said, as he slipped on a shirt.

"I was wondering where you were. Since you seem stuck to me for some reason" He took the pudding cup she held out for him, and tore off the lid. Shiro sat on his bed, and tore of the pudding lid as well instantly digging a spoon into the vanilla flavored goodness and sticking it in her mouth.

"Hello~" an unknown voice crooned. Ganta turned to face the four strangers standing at his door.

"You should really lock the door, Woodpecker-honey" a woman…or man? Waved politely at Ganta, his...or her hair was a wild light pink. Her eyes a piercing light green and her…or his? Body was rather skinny-her clothing were incredibly suggestive.

The man standing next to her (or him) had strange glasses covering his eyes, his brown locks hung down his shoulders. The small girl beside him had two dark ponytails hanging slightly over her shoulders. Her eyes seemed innocent yet the color was dark. The fat man beside her was chewing on what looked like a food tray.

"Um…who are you people?" or what are you, Ganta thought for some of them.

"Other deadmen of course, who else would barge in like this? Anyways we saw your match against the Crow, so we're throwing you a congrats party! And we'll watch the Penalty game too."

"Penalty Game?"

"We're precious rats for the mad scientists, the losers have to give up a body part" give up? Ganta thought. Shiro stared at Ganta's pudding cup; he hadn't eaten it since she gave it to him. And she was still craving more pudding.

"I'm Chaplin by the way. Old man here is Idaki, fat guy is Masu, and the little girly is Minatsuki". Ganta and Shiro were led out of his room and into a spacious one. Tons of food and beverages was ordered; a large screen was placed in the middle of the room, where a lengthy couch faced.

"It's starting everyone!" Chaplin said switching on the screen. Ganta's eyes widened upon seeing Senji. He was sitting, strapped, to a chair facing a slot machine. A woman stood next to the machine. She pushed on a lever and the machine went into motion.

When Senji finally said "stop" the machine's slots slowed and stopped on the drawing of an eye, below the eye were the words right eye. Shiro looked at Ganta, she could feel his anxiety rising, ever since the woman brought out surgical tools.

Ganta watched as the woman clipped some device onto Senji's eyes, and gradually tore it out. His screams, his agonizing screams-and everyone was acting as if there was nothing wrong with this-Ganta felt the bile rushing up his throat. He held his mouth and ran to the bathroom, and once reaching the toilet, didn't hold back vomiting all of the contents. Shiro had followed him, and had begun to pat his back.

"What's wrong Ganta?" She asked, not understanding what would cause him to get so sick.

"What do you mean by that, how could you not be sick watching…watching that"

Senji Kiyomasa

He hated having to wear an eye patch. It made him feel like a pirate, and he hated pirates. But he lost fair and square, no matter that his opponent was so weak. It was a streak of luck that the brat won.

Senji smirked, but the brat sure did hit dead center and that sudden boost of willpower. Even though the kid was weaker than a caterpillar he never gave up-a rare admirable trait. Senji sighed as the hot water showered all of the blood off-the blood from his penalty game. When he was sure all the blood was gone he shut off the water. He really felt like beating the hell out of someone, and not out of anger, just to satisfy this sudden blood lust.

He wondered what it would be like to feel the Mute Swan's blood on his fingers, to hear her scream, feel her buckle under his dominance, hear her beg, he would love to hear her beg.

"Fuck" he got another erection. If only he were more dominant, but it was obvious that she was stronger. So why did she seem so weak around him? He knew, for a fact, Habibah was the Mute Swan-it irked him that she lied about the title. But what irked him the most was how she could seem all teddy bears and bunnies one moment, and turn into that demon a second later.

He got out the shower and stood in front of the fogged mirror. He wiped away the residue, and stared at himself. He touched the DSMK tattoo above his eye patch. He remembered what he did yesterday, how he almost did unspeakable things to Habibah. He became careless again, and carelessness is what got his best friends killed.

"Never again" he said and repeated over and over.

Minatsuki Takami

Another Carnival Corpse was coming up-and though it was the last thing she wanted to attend-she was lucky to have such an easy target. The Woodpecker, even though he somehow beat the Crow, was still nothing but a mere child. And children are the easiest targets for corruption. She couldn't wait for the battle; it would be pure ecstasy, the perfect way to blow off this bitterness she'd been feeling since…since nearly dying at the hands of a monster. She even got the Woodpecker to protect her against an "accident", while using the innocent girl façade, and his leg was injured in the process. Her Carnival Corpse would be easy for sure.