Author's notes: this is the shortest chapter in the world. I know. I am sorry...

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Roxas PoV

"Rrrrrrooxxaaassss…"

His voice is terrifying right now. I've watched horror movies before and laughed at what made other people cry, but this—I'm close to losing it. This isn't a movie, it's real life. Mylife. The monster inside of every vampire is taking over the human Sora, and I'm terrified that I'll be too late to save him.

I dash down hallways, ignoring how dark and creepy it feels now that I know what it's hiding. Shadows pop up out of nowhere, seeming to clutch at my feet as they lightly touch the carpeted floor. It's eerily quiet. The only sounds I can hear, even with my enhanced hearing, are the harsh pants of Sora's breathing and the occasional creak of a floorboard. Small shivers run down my spine and I feel like there are eyes on us, but when I briefly stop to look around, there's nobody or nothing there. But I still feel another presence, and I'm not going to lie: it's freaking me out. I shake my head. I'm just being paranoid. So as I run to our room, I ignore the eyes burning into the back of my head and slam the door shut behind me, locking it for good measure. Even though if there was something or someone out there, I doubt a locked door would stop it if it really wanted us.

Stop it! There's nothing out there!I keep that in mind and swallow down my fear.

I set Sora on the bed and try not to let my lips tremble in anguish and worry and fear—fear that has been dwelling in me ever since I was killed and resurrected—and slit my throat, right near an artery, with my nail. I'm shaking so bad that I mess up and blood spurts everywhere. As I gasp in sudden pain, Sora twitches, a feral look burning in his bright eyes. He looks beyond animalistic and I know he doesn't have a grip on his sanity right now, and it's breaking my heart. I bite my lip and hurriedly press his mouth to my neck before he can attack me. His hands claw at my arms and he drinks in heavy gulps, so fast I'm reeling already. But I need to do this. I need to help Sora…I can't lose him, too, not even to himself. It's not like I'll die, anyway; I have the blood of two different immortal beings. Worse thing that could happen is I pass out for a bit. Right?

He keeps drinking and drinking and even though I'm beginning to worry about myself, I don't stop him. I can tell Riku took a lot of his blood, and he's probably in so much pain; it's a miracle he was able to even talk. No wonder he lost his mind.

The room is completely silent except for the wet sound of slurping and Sora's occasional moans. I clamp my eyes shut as black dots begin to dance in my vision and the world starts spinning. Without meaning to, my hands claw at his arms and I choke out, "S-Sora, stop…"

To my surprise, he immediately pulls away. I stumble forward without him there to support me and he dives to catch me before I hit the floor.

"Roxas, I'm sorry!"

I grit my teeth, forcing myself not to pass out. "Its f-fine, Sora…just…nnn…" The world gives a sudden lurching twist and suddenly I'm on the floor, clutching my head. "Fuck," I gasp, sharp flashes of blind pain threatening to make tears fall. Sora scrambles down, his voice high with hysteria.

"I didn't mean to take too much, I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself—"

"Just…be…quiet," I manage through small gasps. "If I was worried about myself, I…wouldn't have let you…drink my blood…so give it up, I'll be fine…"

"I'm sorry…"

"Ugh, shut up Sora," I just kneel there, focusing on breathing, "we've been through… this before. It's not… always your fault."

"Fine…" he says reluctantly, but he lets it drop. "I have to ask you something."

"Yeah?"

His lip quivered. "Do you... do you hate me? All of this is my fault."

"No. I'd never hate you...It's not your fault, you didn't know."

"Still... Well, okay. I still feel bad though."

"Oh," I mutter, remembering something. The pain in my body is starting to dull, but my veins are burning again. Well, hell. I feed Sora and then get hungry… What would happen if neither of us were ever fully satisfied and one of us lost it and attacked one of our friends? Zexion would be able to fight off another vampire, sure, but I don't know about Axel and Demyx. Both of them would probably be too afraid to hurt us. I don't want to accidentally kill anyone... And... Well, this is a weird thought, but what if Sora drank enough of my blood that he got some angel genes too? One third human, one third vampire and one third angel? But then maybe that would be good... Both of us would be practically indestructible. Maybe... I shake my head to clear those thoughts for now and continue, since I'd sorta trailed off into my thoughts and left him hanging.

"Zexion and Demyx...they found Kairi and Naminé."

"Alright," he says distractedly. "Thanks for telling me, but it's not my priority right now. You need to lay down."

"No, I'm fine," I protest. "You're the one who needs to rest, aren't you... hurting...?" I ask a bit awkwardly, unable to really say what I wanted to say without sounding crude. "You just... you know... Riku raped you," I finally got out. "I mean, how—"

Sora put his hand up, and just focusing my eyes on it made me dizzy, so I closed them. "It's healed now, Roxas. I mean sure... I still... know it happened... But it doesn't hurt anymore, at least physically. Vampire healing abilities, remember?" He laughed weakly. "Come on, now let's get you laying down."

Reluctantly I let him help me into the bed of the room we'd chosen to be ours what seemed like so many days ago…has it really only been three days since we got here and I was changed? Seems like an eternity.

Sora settles himself next to me and I curl into him, nuzzling my face into his neck and wrapping my arms around his waist. He runs his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp, and I can almost ignore the fire in my veins and the fact that outside of this room, it's like a living nightmare and that there's possibly something out there, stalking us like a predator stalks its prey. I slowly start to relax and force myself not to think about anything besides Sora—not Xion, Kairi and Naminé's deaths, Riku's betrayal, Zexion being a vampire created by the one that we were so threatened by, or Axel and Demyx getting these new powers that might make Sephiroth think they're a threat, and make them in danger as much as Sora and me. Not the fact that my life is falling apart and the only sane thing I can hold onto is Sora. No. I force those thoughts away and take a deep, unnecessary breath, Sora's unique scent filling my senses and calming me immensely. I could barely feel the dizziness anymore.

"I love you…" I sigh, not even realizing what was coming out of my mouth before it was already out.

Sora stops, his voice full of surprise. "Roxas?"

I blushed. "You can't tell me you didn't know that…I love you, Sora." Well, it's true. We both know it, I just happened to have said it out loud. "I guess it's a weird time to be telling you…but I do. So much."

"Oh, Roxas…" He hugs me then, so sweetly and softly and perfectly that I forget everything and just drown in the five words that come out of his beautiful mouth. "I love you too, forever."

So, I kiss him. I guess it's kind of a bad time to be all lovey dovey, but I don't care. I need to forget the bad stuff for right now. I need Sora. He takes my cheeks in his hands and kisses me harder; as though
it's the last time he's going to do it. My head pounds and I realize that everything we do could be the last time we do it. Anything could happen. This could be the last chance I ever get to kiss him, to touch him, to taste the wonderful and unique taste of being in love with Sora.

"Sora," I say softly when we separate, staring into each other's eyes. I feel so girly at moments like these, but whatever.

"Yeah, Roxas?" he asks, his eyes shining and his smile practically glowing.

I swallow, a lump forming in my throat at the thought that keeps bouncing around in my heaad. "You know, this…might be the last time we get the chance to be together like this…" I trail off as he gazes at me, uncertain as to what my point is. I press my face into his neck and murmur, "We could die any day, now. So, I guess what I'm trying to say is…Sora, I want you to make love to me, before it's too late. Not sex, love. I know Riku just... raped you. But I..."

Sora lets his breath out in a huge gust of air, the cool breeze ruffling my spikes and heating up my insides. "Of course, Roxas."

Then he kisses me, hard, and I almost pass out from the intense passion of it. Stray tears fall from my eyes. I love him. I love him so much…and if this may be our last chance to be together, we're going to make the most of it.

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Author's notes: Sorry... A fricking decade of waiting and this is all you get... ._. Well. I just moved across Canada. We're still not completely settled in, and I've been busy as hell trying to unpack stuff. I think a bit of patience on your part is necessary, here.

: O No one got tortured in this chapter! Maybe my sadistic tendencies are coming to an end? *gasp* ...Okay, we all know that's not true. Btw, I probably won't write the love scene between them. Sorry guys. I'm severely unable to write smut anymore. D: But if anyone wants to write it for me, PM me and let me know, and I'll give you full credit for it and everything. If I don't get someone wanting to do it within 2 weeks, I'm just going to skip over it and get on with the fic, and you guys can imagine all of the things that went down between them. I'm sure some of you have way better imaginations than me :'D