Hunger belittled him.
He laughed at his current state and held his mouth.
He had fallen quite far, thrown somewhere by the currents of the sea.
Eyes crimson red and not a soul in sight. He tripped over his foot and fell onto the wet sand. Gasping and panting for air, gripping his shirt open, he turned on his back and stared into the night sky. The pain excruciating, the amount of desire he had for a single drop. He groaned and shut his eyes tight hoping the darkness would overtake his mind and soon it would be over...temporarily.
In the distance he heard the voice of a little girl and his eyes shot open. Crimson against the darkness of the night. Shaking and struggling to stand on his own two feet, he made way for the noise beyond the tall grass at the far end of the beach.
Eyes illuminating what human eyes could not within the darkness and he panted looking, searching for what he so desperately wanted, so desperately needed. Falling on a few bushes and struggling to stand up as the voice yelled out again.
The light illuminated his pale face and he squinted. A beach villa shone brightly, the lights on and people inside. It seemed like a party. He groaned and held his throat. He heard the voice again and saw the little girl playing in the pool. "My lady please be careful. It is getting late and if My Lord finds out, I'm sure to have my head!" The man in a fine suit said in a hushed yet harsh whisper. The little girl laughed and continued on.
His nails dug into his neck and he fell to his knees again. She is but a child…. The feeling in the back of his throat aching and the hunger growing, his mouth watering and his head spinning. He growled and waited until the butler disappeared into the villa. The little girl played in the water and came towards the poolside. His eyes widened and in an instant he was at her side, hand clasping over her tiny mouth and tilting her head back. "I'm sorry…" voice filled with pain, he bared his fangs and his bright red eyes stared at the tiny neck.
Thick, hot red liquid falling down her throat as her body went limp and her eyes drew the last light of life. His body in a euphoric trance as the blood made way into his mouth and down his throat giving him the life his body body demanded. Tongue lapped at the roof of his mouth savoring every drop and he sighed contently dropping the now lifeless body with a thud. Blood trickling down his mouth and eyes bright as the last of the blood was swallowed.
Looking up at the sky as if it would wash away his sins, he smiled at the new amount of energy his body had obtained from a mere tiny little thing. Looking at the lifeless body before him, he grinned. So fragile was the life of a human, so fragile yet so precious. So very quickly would it be over with just the touch of his hands. It was so beautiful yet so dangerous. The frailty of what life he once had seemed precious to him more than ever.
His eyes reverted back to their natural blue and he heard footsteps making way to the pool from the second floor. He recognized the butler's steps and quickly disappeared into the shadows. Walking along the shore, hands trembling, he sighed licking his lips. Soon, he'll be hungry once again,
"Long time no see, Fuji." He heard in front of him. He came to a halt and glared at the man in front of him. Porcelain skin akin to the moon's pale complexion, facial features sharp and elegant, black hair pushed back accentuating his muscular jawline and eyes so bright with gold that if not for the moon's light above them, they'd definitely be the only light he would see. He pursed his lips and wiped the back of his hand against them clearing it of any blood. "I see you're quite the aggressive host to your own body's demand." A chuckle rang through his ears as the words slipped out of those pink lips.
He glared at the man a few feet from him. "What do you want, Nathaniel?" Voice full of disdain at the other man's presence. A chuckle was heard amongst the waves crashing against the shore and the sound of the wet sand crushing as Nathaniel made his way over to him. He was dressed in a long black coat, black trousers that stopped short of his calves and a white shirt that did little justice to cover his muscular chest. Licking his lips free of the blood and the desire for more growing within him, he took a few steps back. Too weary to deal with another problem aside from his hunger.
"He's asking for you." The voice pierced through his ears as a new found fear found itself within his body. Blue piercing eyes finally took hold of those golden ones; hiding his own fear through the mask he so long had in place. "He's not happy. Although, the details," He paused and ran a hand through those dark tresses. "I do not know of." A smirk on his face as if knowing his own trite. Fuji cleared his throat. Scowl very much taking over his facial features and straightened himself walking past Nathaniel. A hand firmly grabbed his arm and he pulled back to no avail from the strength on him. "You cannot go on like this." Nathaniel whispered, smirk gone, eyes full of sincerity and worry.
Fuji looked at him, eyebrows furrowed looking at the man who was seizing him. "Let go of me." He sharply said between gritted teeth.
Strength grew crushing the arm underneath his hold and growled pulling Fuji towards him. "Whatever it is you did, you do not have the strength to face him now." Close to his face, his eyes baring holes into his persona. "Allow me to help you." He whispered looking at those red stained lips.
He was aware and actually had consented once before to the man before him. Much history lied between them two and he hated it, despised it to his very core. He pulled his arm back and this time freed himself. Turning on his heel, ignoring the words of the other he began walking further down the shore when he abruptly stopped and a sweet scent penetrated his nostrils. His very skin crawled with anticipation and he whipped his head back to find himself staring at the blood that trickled down Nathaniel's neck and then the hand at his side. Claw like nails retreating back to normal and the hints of blood on his fingertips. Fuji hissed and willed his body to stop the abrupt reaction he was having. "You're hungry, weak and pathetic." Nathaniel walked towards him, craning his head as invitation. "Feed." Fuji's eyes turning crimson red, he closed them inhaling deeply the scent that overtook him, the amount of desire he had to lunge forward and drink the blood that was oozing out of his neck growing by the second. He fell to his knees grabbing his throat. Nathaniel now in front of him, a smile playing along those perfect lips. "Stop denying yourself the simple pleasures of life, stop fighting and take it."
Fuji growled and dug his hands into the wet sand beneath him and he could no longer fight it. He lunged forward dropping Nathaniel down to the sand, straddling his waist and fangs sinking into that perfect neck. He could feel the very essence of him going down his throat and relieving him of the very same hunger that drove him mad. He moaned feeling the blood touch his lips, his tongue and trickle down his throat. A hand was placed on the back of his head and Nathaniel groaned. "That's right." He threw his head back. A pleasure only they could understand filled him and slowly breaking the walls of his very sanity as those lips drank, sucked and lapped at his very flesh in such eagerness.
Long fingers tangling themselves along the brown locks of Fuji's and closing his eyes. Fuji's leg very close to his groin as it rubbed against it and soon the bloodlust drove Fuji beyond the wall that he teared the white shirt open bringing Nathaniel back to reality. Fuji pulled away from the crook of neck, leaving his bite mark and the blood to fall freely. Crimson against crimson now clashing together as they stared at one another, the bloodlust taking over both of them. "Is this what you wanted?" Fuji growled hand crashing down his throat choking him as his lips found their way to Nathaniel's pink nipple and bared his fangs to bite around it drawing more blood. Nathaniel groaned and threw his head back.
Anymore of this and they both wouldn't be able to stop. The blood flowing through him quenching week's worth of hunger, satisfying his own abstinence to the thing that made him unhuman in every way possible. Nathaniel grasped a fistful of that honey brown hair and found the will to tear him off forcefully feeling his head lighter than it ever has felt, face flushed at their near close love making and the near death of his own immortality. Crawling to stand on his own two feet and panting as the wounds began to close. Nathaniel glared at Fuji who was recovering from his bloodlust. Blood dripping from his lips, staining the wet sand below. "If it were anywhere but here I might have allowed this further. However, you have somewhere you must be." He panted recovering from the would have been experience. "Clean yourself up." He said sternly looking at his now ripped apart shirt.
Soon Fuji was left to reflect on his own actions on the shore with every trace of Nathaniel gone from his presence. He laid back down onto the wet earth and licked his lips chuckling. He was full; full of adrenaline and full of life once more. Glancing at the full moon above him his mind wandered to those hazel eyes that had saved the likes of him. Fear did not touch them. A tingling sensation arose from his body as he sat up and looked beyond the sea, searching. "Where are you?"