I watched her disrobe silently from the doorway. I stood, heart throbbing as her clothes fell silently to the ground. The curves of her body were firmly outlined in the underclothes she was wearing, which were tight, and fit well. She ran her fingers through her platinum hair and sighed deeply, but all emotions remained contained. The remainder of her clothing hit the floor with soft thuds, and she walked to her dresser and pulled out a change of clothes that she laid out on her bed. She turned back to the dresser and picked up a framed picture. She held it, and she ran her fingers along the glass, sighing slightly, which made me wonder what the photo was of. A loud clap of thunder sounded as she dropped the picture, and jumped back. The crash of the glass caused me to step back also, but I did so in a less attention-drawing manner. She let a river of obscenities flow from her mouth, ruining the silence. She shivered, pulled on a white robe and placed the picture in the draw, then crouched to pick up the shattered glass. Another clap of thunder sounded causing her to jerk back... Hmm, her guard is high tonight... I blamed this on myself, and my pointless hitting her. She stood up, holding the white robe to her body, and the other hand was held out, a piece of glass jutting out from it. I wanted to step foward and help her, but I decided against it, being the foolish bastard I am. A droplet of blood hit the rug, and she walked into the bathrooom, muttering something about her being "a clumsy bitch" and shut the door.

Frowning softly to myself I entered the room and walked over to her dresser, and began picking up the shards of glass. There was an awful lot of blood on the floor, and I brushed my fingers against the bloodstained rug. Ahh... Fuu... Around fifteen minutes passed, then Fujin came out of the bathroom, wrapped in the same robe. She glanced at the glass I had picked up and placed in the small trash can, and nodded a thanks, and it was then that I realized that I had not looked at the picture. Dammit.

"What happened to you?" I asked, motioning to her hand, which was hidden well under the sleeve of her robe, still bleeding through.

"GLASS; CUT."

"You okay?"

"AM FINE."

"Lemme see."

"...NEGATIVE."

"God dammit, Fujin, stop being such a pain in the ass."

"..." She held out her hand, which still had the large shard of glass in it.

"You should have taken that out."

"PAIN."

"So?" I grabbed her arm over the soft material of the robe, and pulled her into the bathroom, where I looked at her intently.

"...This is gonna hurt a little." I muttered, grasping the glass in her palm.

"...IS FINE." She said, then bit at her lower lip.

"Don't do that, you'll chomp your lip off or something when I do this..."

"WILL HURT THAT BAD?"

"Well... yeah." Her crimson eye narrowed, and she looked around desperatley before biting her lower lip again.

"You're gonna be sorry, Fujin."

"...SO?"

"...Okay, ya ready?" She nodded, and I gave the piece of glass a firm tug. The peice of glass was dislodged from her palm, causing her to moan, and I seen blood seep from her mouth. I dropped it in to the sink, as she looked to the floor.

"I told you NOT to do THAT!" I said, getting upset at her for disobeying me.

"AM... FINE."

"Maybe you should go to the doctor..."

"AM... FINE." She said, looking up at me. My eyes fell, however, to her robe which had come open which caused me to kiss her, drinking the blood from her mouth. I swallowed the liquid, not wanting to stop kissing her, though I could tell she was in a state of confusion. The blood was a new taste, and tasted different from my own, which I had tasted whenever I got hurt in a fight, or whatever. Her blood tasted like iron, as most blood does, but it also tasted sweet and cold... freezing. I wrapped my arms around her slim build, never wanting to let go. Her hand was probably bleeding due to the glass, because I could feel her blood seeping into my shirt, her hand firmly pressed to my back. I reached my hand up into her wet hair, grasping at it, while my other hand found it's way into her robe, feeling around her body which was still damp from the shower.. Her heart was pounding- I could feel it, as her robe dropped to the floor.

"Fujin..."

"Seifer..." I love it when she says my name like that... In that low whisper, like she needs me to go on. I felt her grasp at the back of my shirt, nails digging into my back slightly. She unzippered my shirt, and dropped it to the floor, causing me to see her hand.

"You sure you're okay...?" I ask, looking at her in the eye.

"Yes..." I kissed her again- harder this time. I held her, not so sure I could ever let go of her body as it pressed itself to my bare chest. I panted, and kissed her deeper still, not knowing what had caused this sudden surge of emotions. I brought my fingers to her cheek, brushing her hair back slowly, until my fingers came across a small imperfection on her soft pale cheek. I reluctantly broke away from her, and studied her face and what exactly I had done. There was a large bruise, and a small cut in the center of it, caused by my ring. Fujin had been known to bruise easily... I'm sorry...

"I..." I managed. I could see a small tear form itself in her crimson eye, and she began to quake gently against my body, as she pressed her face against my chest. I could feel water on my chest, and hoped it was from her hair, and I didn't make her cry...

"I'm... sorry..." I mumured in a hoarse whisper into her ear. She looked up at me, lips pressed firmly against eachother.

"N-no... I... deserved it... I guess..."

"No...! You didn't..." I felt really guilty... Which was a feeling I had come to know more over the last two years than ever before. Her hand touched my shoulder, another gesture I didn't understand to well, but then I seen blood. Still bleeding...? For some reason, the blood attracted me, for I remembered the bittersweet taste I had tasted before... I looked to see if her lip was still bleeding, and it was, but not as strongly as before. I kissed her again, and bit down on the previously bleeding spot, causing her to lurch foward against me.

"Ahh..." She moaned softly as I licked off the blood. It was so good... Heh, I'm an idiot, I just hurt her some more... What an ass, I am. -But, I was enjoying myself; the sweet taste of blood as it went down my throat, leaving it's essence in my mouth. I was pretty sure that Fujin didn't understand, but she let me keep drinking her blood as if I were a vampire. It stopped bleeding eventually, and I continued to kiss her, and I touched her... everywhere, longing for more of her blood.

~~~

I woke up the next morning with my arm around Fujin's body, and I wanted more blood. I didn't understand. But, dammit, not just anyone's blood, *Fujin's* blood. I looked at her palm, which had stopped bleeding, and I didn't want to disturb it, so I just started kissing her, hoping to open the cut on her lip. Her eye opened, and was suprised to see me over her, but she responded, being the good little girl she is. Heh. I opened the cut, causing her to take a gasp in. I licked at her lower lip, tasting the taste I had come to love. I wrapped my arms around her, and she put her hand behind my head, still a little bit confused, I'm sure. But I wasn't in an explaining mood. I couldn't get enough of the blood which flowed freely inside of her- keeping her alive.

"Seifer... what are you doing?" She asked, breaking away, turning her head to the side.

"...What's it seem like...?"

"...I..."

"Your blood... Fuu... its so..." I couldn't find a word to describe all the emotions her blood filled me with. "Desirable." Tch. What a word.

"Hm...?" She moved away from me, looking at me oddly. "Th-that's disgusting..."

"No... it isn't. Please..." I chewed at her lower lip some more, tasting the bittersweet taste of her blood again.

"Seifer... that hurts."

"No..." I sucked at her lower lip, wishing I could get more blood out, but I couldn't.

"God... Seifer...?" Okay, I think I should stop... Oh, but I can't pull away.... she tastes so good...

"Sorry... Fuu."

"...Y-yeah..." She murmured nervously, slinking back down under the covers. Blood lust...? What *is* this? A little weird... I probably scared the shit out of the old girl...

"Your hand okay?" I ask, trying desperately to change the subject.

"Sure, just fine... But you should be more concerned about my face." She muttered firmly, staring out the window, where rain still poured down from the grey-white skies.

"...Sorry." She followed up, looking back at me.

"How long have you known?" I ask, finally building up the substantial amount of courage.

"Known what?"

"That you were... you know..." Pregnant. That was too harsh a word. Especially since I had no idea if it was mine... I mean, honestly, who knew who she had sex with... I didn't.

"A few days."

"Oh..." Asking who's it was would be too much of an "iffy" question, because if it was mine, and she never did it with anyone else (yeah, right), she'd be insulted. If otherwise, she'd think I was stupid... God dammit.

"...I can see the wheels turning in your head, Seifer..." ...!?

"...What do you mean?"

"Yeah, Seifer, it's yours." I didn't know what to think. I was surprised- yes, very much so... But also dissapointed... not wanting to be the father of her children... Fuck, what an awful thought... No... that's not true, maybe I do want to be the father of her childen... My heart pounded inside of my chest, and rang loud in my ears, causing me to wonder if she could hear it. She placed a pale, white hand on my chest.

"I'm sorry, Seifer..." She was apologizing...? I stared at the bruise on her cheek, then turned my gaze toward her eye, looking at her intensly. She cowered back a bit, scared of my glare, maybe. She held the white blanket on my bed close to her body, looking at me sadly.

"Don't apologize, Fuu...-jin." Dammit... That sounds odd coming from me.

"...But... Seifer... I should have been more careful..." Wow, she was blaming this on herself... Nice... Or no, what am I thinking?! This is my fault too...

"...No, Fujin, its not your fault, okay? We'll deal with this..."

"Th-thank you, Seifer..."

"Don't thank me..." I said, brushing a lock of hair out of her face. Her reaction was to reach up and touch my fingers, which I quickly moved into a kiss. Our actions were that of two lovers, yet... Did she even love me? I didn't love her... I mean, sure, she was a good friend... And yeah, She attracted me... I had romantic feelings about her... I mean, who wouldn't? She was a slim albino with sexy platinum hair and awesome eyes... Of *course* she arroused me. But was there more?