Disclaimer: Nightwalker and its characters do not belong to me, Yuuichi however does.
This case was not going the way Shido had planned. It was supposed to have been simple, and easy. Instead, it was now becoming complicated beyond belief. And not even with the added in drama of the vampire who had somehow become nothing more than rotting flesh and then bursted into flames, and the fact that the boy reeked with Cain's scent. There was also the fact that the boy had not awaken since he'd find him in the subway car; along with the added bonus that the boy's mother was no where to be found. It was almost as if she'd never even existed, the address that had been given to him had been empty and seemingly devoid of life. In the superintendent of the building had said that no one had ever lived there.
It was as if she'd vanished off the face of the planet.
Sighing softly, Shido looked over at the sleeping boy who was now resting peacefully on his couch. The boy had been there since he'd came back here after finding him, and that had been a week ago. At first he'd thought the boy was dead, though Riho had seen to it that she assure him that the boy wasn't dead. Yayoi had offered to take the boy of his hands, though he'd declined. For as annoyed and pissed off he was at the situation, he did not want to let the boy out of his sight. Mostly because he was still intrigued about the decaying vampire, and the fact that the boy had been in contact with Cain.
Which pushed him onto a whole new set of thoughts. Why hadn't Cain killed the boy? He knew by personal experience that Cain was not the type that allowed his victims to live. And he didn't let his playtoys get away either. Of course, he had to remind himself that for a while he had been Cain's playtoy, though he'd banished and quieted those thoughts before they even started.
Getting up, Shido walked over to the sleeping boy sitting down beside him on the couch. The boy, in a way, looked like him. Yet upon closer inspection, the boy looked far from him. He was too frail looking. Truthfully, the only thing that made the boy look like him was that they shared the same colored hair. Though this boy's hair was not as long as his was.
Brushing his fingers over the boy's hair, he blinked a little bit, leaning down some. The boy's hair looked as if it had been cut, though that wasn't what had caught his attention. Lifting the boy's bangs, his attention was now drawn on the upside-down cross shaped scar on the boy's forehead.
"What the hell?" he muttered, tracing over it with a fingernail.
That scar had not been there before, or at least, he hadn't noticed it. Just why hadn't he noticed it? Shido was the type that prided themselves on noticing such things. At first Shido had been thinking that it might have just been some kind of occult/Satanism thing, though this boy didn't seem like the type.
During his little examination of the boy, he didn't notice the slight fluttering of eyes, or the boy's body lightly shuddering. What he did notice however, was when the boy's hands came up to wrap around his own throat. Nearly falling back in surprise, Shido recovered quickly, reaching forward to pull the boy's hands away. It was easy enough, with his strength, to force the boy's hands down. Of course, that didn't stop the boy's body from beginning to convulse and shudder.
Remembering something he'd seen on TV, he forced the boy's mouth opening, placing two fingers inside his mouth. They had said to use a stick or something, to keep the boy from accidently biting off his own tongue, though he didn't have a stick so he had to make due with what he had. Of course, as the boy bit down on his fingers, he couldn't help but wince. He wondered if this was how his victims and Yayoi had felt when he'd bitten them.
Almost as if by magic, the moment he was sure his fingers were bleeding, the boy's body went limp once again. It only took him a second to recognize something, that once again made him wince, though for a different reason. The boy was suckling his fingers, able to feel the boy's tongue working against his fingers.
"Just great..." he muttered, starting to remove his fingers, only to be stopped as the boy bit harder. "A human with a fetish for blood?"
Seeing as how the boy did not seem like he was going to be letting his fingers free any time soon, Shido just resigned himself to his fate. If the boy wanted to suck his blood like some vampire child, then so be it. At least it kept the boy from thrashing around and trying to choke himself. Of course, couple of lewd jokes came to mind, but he pushed them aside.
When his fingers were finally freed, he quickly wiped them off on the boy's shirt. It was the boy's germs after all. Glancing back over, he noticed that the boy was now quite awake, light green eyes staring blankly up at the ceiling. With such pale skin, it only made the boy's eye color more vibrant, that vacant blank expression reminding Shido of those porcelain dolls he saw in the antique stores.
"Nice to see you're finally awake" Shido said, shifting some so that he could look at the boy.
Slowly sitting up, the boy looked at Shido, then looked away, as if he were looking for someone. At this point, he could not remember much, his memories hazy. He had been somewhere, with someone, though now he was here. Only, where was here?
"Where am I?" the boy asked, finally focusing back on Shido.
That annoyed feeling once again settling on him, Shido refrained from ignoring the boy. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Shido, and this is my office, and this is my couch. Which you have been sleeping on for the past week, free of charge" he said sarcastically, surprised that he sounded a little bitter.
Of course, that may have had something to do with the fact that he could now once again smell Cain's scent on the boy. Anything dealing with Cain usually made him a little bitchy. Not to mention that the very fact that this boy had been in Cain's hold, and had been allowed to live without being turned into vampire, made him not quite sure whether or not he should trust the boy.
"An office?" the boy murmured, still sounding very much out of it.
Not really feeling like sitting around and waiting for the boy to remember he had a brain, Shido rose to his feet, walking over to his desk. Why did he have this sinking feeling that while dealing with this boy, he would sooner or later end up having to deal with Cain? He would have rather dealt with being trapped in that horrid dream again, rather than having to deal with the blonde haired vampire again.
Or, maybe he was just being too overly dramatic about it all?
If he could be nice to Riho, then he supposed he could be nice to this boy too. Getting up, he walked into the small kitchen in his office, pouring the coffee that Riho had made into a cup. He still couldn't understand why the girl continued to make coffee, seeing as how the only person that could actually drink it was Yayoi, and she hardly drank coffee.
Carrying the mug to the boy, he held it out, waiting for the boy to take it. When finally the boy snapped out of what ever little trance he'd been in, and took the mug, he once again sat at his desk.
"Yes, I am a private investegator" Shido said, leaning back in his chair. "Yuuichi, do you remember anything that happened to you?"
The boy seemed surprised that someone knew his name, his grip on the mug tightening a little bit. It also struck Shido as strange that the boy begin to drink the coffee, despite it not having any sugar added, as well as it being still hot.
"I remember... going with that man... he kept me warm" Yuuichi answered, looking down into the mug. "He saved me..."
That sinking feeling once again settled itself into the pit of Shido's stomach. Was the boy talking about the vampire that had died in the subway car, or was he talking about Cain? And what had the boy meant by 'kept him warm?', why would the boy have needed to be kept warm in the first place? And saved him from what?
" Yuuichi, this man, how did he look?" he asked, even though he feared the answer.
A smile came onto the boy's face as he once again drank from the mug. Even though he could only remember flashes of the man's face, it was enough. That man, he had been so kind to him. Had kept him warm, and save.
"He looked like a god" Yuuichi said quietly, "He was tall. And handsome. His hair, it was golden. He looked like one of those princes from the storybooks."
Hearing that, Shido tensed up, hands curling up into fist. Just as he'd thought. The boy was talking about Cain. In a way, it was the same thing he'd thought when he'd first met Cain. Though, nowadays those feelings had greatly changed. Realizing that the boy was staring at him, he forced himself to relax.
"Yes?" Shido asked, feeling almost, nervous under the boy's gaze.
"That man. He told me about you. You are the one that got away, right? You're awfully selfish, spurning someone who loves you so much... If I were you, I would hae never turned him away. You blame all those bad things you did on him, when you are the only one to blame. The death of that girl, it was your fault... she's the reason you begin to hate him, because you killed her. Isn't that right? It's the truth, isn't-"
The mug fell out of the boy's hands, the smug grin widening on the boy's features as he stared up at the vampire who was now staring down at him. Shido couldn't remember actually getting up from the chair, only knowing that he'd wanted the boy to shut up. His hands tightly wrapped around the boy's throat, he pushed him back against the couch.
"Shut up! What would you know?! It was his fault! " Shido said, fingers tightening around the boy's neck.
"But still... you're the one that killed those people... he never forced you, you did it on your own" the boy replied.
It was true. He had been the one that had killed those people, and the one that had changed the little girl into a vampire. But he'd only been doing what Cain had told him.
"Blaming him won't bring those people back... Face it, you're just as evil as the nightbreeds you kill. No worse, because you continue to try and see yourself as a good person. You're a killer! You're lower than a nightbreed" the boy continued.
Shido's nonexistant blood ran cold as he heard Yuuichi say this, only tightening his grip on the boy's throat. He realized that he was beginning to loose control, but he couldn't help it. Hearing those things being said made him angry. They were the same things that Cain had said to him, always trying to force him to see it from that point of view.
"What would you know? Who are you really!? What little game is Cain playing!" Shido yelled, about to say more before he realized something.
The boy was crying.
Seeing the look of fear on the boy's face, Shido immedietly moved back from the boy, practically flying back from him. Just when had the smug look vanished from the boy's face? Yuuichi still sat pressed back against the couch, light bruises starting to form on the boy's slender neck.
"S-Sorry... I- I didn't mean it... I'm sorry! I did it again didn't I? I didn't mean to. I'll clean it up" Yuuichi said, quickly crawling off the couch towards the mug and growing coffee stain.
As the boy begin to blot at the coffee with his shirt, Shido just stared at the boy. What was going on? How had the boy's attitude suddenly done a 360? After a few minutes, he finally looked down at the boy, who was trying his best to clean up the stain. Finally realizing that the boy was trying to get up steaming hot coffee, he turned to grab the boy by the arm, pulling him back away from it and up to his feet.
"Those things you were saying, why did you say them?" he asked, trying to remain calm, blinking a little at the look of confusion on the boy's face.
"I.... I'm not sure what I said... I'm sorry for whatever I said. I won't say anything anymore" the boy said quickly, looking around some. "Wh-Where is Sensei? Are you his friend?"
Seeing as how this was getting him nowhere, Shido released the boy, watching him fall back against the couch. Deciding he should at least apologize, he looked over at the boy, only to find him asleep. Seeing as how the boy was asleep, there was really nothing that he could do at the moment. The only thing to do was to just wait until the boy awoke.
Just as he was about to walk back to his desk, to take a much need nap, he heard the collections of gasp from behind him.
And that's when all hell broke loose.
A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update, I've just been really busy lately. And my muses seem to have divorced me, though now they've came back, so hopefully I won't take to long to write the next chapter. Anyway, read and review, thanks ^_^
This case was not going the way Shido had planned. It was supposed to have been simple, and easy. Instead, it was now becoming complicated beyond belief. And not even with the added in drama of the vampire who had somehow become nothing more than rotting flesh and then bursted into flames, and the fact that the boy reeked with Cain's scent. There was also the fact that the boy had not awaken since he'd find him in the subway car; along with the added bonus that the boy's mother was no where to be found. It was almost as if she'd never even existed, the address that had been given to him had been empty and seemingly devoid of life. In the superintendent of the building had said that no one had ever lived there.
It was as if she'd vanished off the face of the planet.
Sighing softly, Shido looked over at the sleeping boy who was now resting peacefully on his couch. The boy had been there since he'd came back here after finding him, and that had been a week ago. At first he'd thought the boy was dead, though Riho had seen to it that she assure him that the boy wasn't dead. Yayoi had offered to take the boy of his hands, though he'd declined. For as annoyed and pissed off he was at the situation, he did not want to let the boy out of his sight. Mostly because he was still intrigued about the decaying vampire, and the fact that the boy had been in contact with Cain.
Which pushed him onto a whole new set of thoughts. Why hadn't Cain killed the boy? He knew by personal experience that Cain was not the type that allowed his victims to live. And he didn't let his playtoys get away either. Of course, he had to remind himself that for a while he had been Cain's playtoy, though he'd banished and quieted those thoughts before they even started.
Getting up, Shido walked over to the sleeping boy sitting down beside him on the couch. The boy, in a way, looked like him. Yet upon closer inspection, the boy looked far from him. He was too frail looking. Truthfully, the only thing that made the boy look like him was that they shared the same colored hair. Though this boy's hair was not as long as his was.
Brushing his fingers over the boy's hair, he blinked a little bit, leaning down some. The boy's hair looked as if it had been cut, though that wasn't what had caught his attention. Lifting the boy's bangs, his attention was now drawn on the upside-down cross shaped scar on the boy's forehead.
"What the hell?" he muttered, tracing over it with a fingernail.
That scar had not been there before, or at least, he hadn't noticed it. Just why hadn't he noticed it? Shido was the type that prided themselves on noticing such things. At first Shido had been thinking that it might have just been some kind of occult/Satanism thing, though this boy didn't seem like the type.
During his little examination of the boy, he didn't notice the slight fluttering of eyes, or the boy's body lightly shuddering. What he did notice however, was when the boy's hands came up to wrap around his own throat. Nearly falling back in surprise, Shido recovered quickly, reaching forward to pull the boy's hands away. It was easy enough, with his strength, to force the boy's hands down. Of course, that didn't stop the boy's body from beginning to convulse and shudder.
Remembering something he'd seen on TV, he forced the boy's mouth opening, placing two fingers inside his mouth. They had said to use a stick or something, to keep the boy from accidently biting off his own tongue, though he didn't have a stick so he had to make due with what he had. Of course, as the boy bit down on his fingers, he couldn't help but wince. He wondered if this was how his victims and Yayoi had felt when he'd bitten them.
Almost as if by magic, the moment he was sure his fingers were bleeding, the boy's body went limp once again. It only took him a second to recognize something, that once again made him wince, though for a different reason. The boy was suckling his fingers, able to feel the boy's tongue working against his fingers.
"Just great..." he muttered, starting to remove his fingers, only to be stopped as the boy bit harder. "A human with a fetish for blood?"
Seeing as how the boy did not seem like he was going to be letting his fingers free any time soon, Shido just resigned himself to his fate. If the boy wanted to suck his blood like some vampire child, then so be it. At least it kept the boy from thrashing around and trying to choke himself. Of course, couple of lewd jokes came to mind, but he pushed them aside.
When his fingers were finally freed, he quickly wiped them off on the boy's shirt. It was the boy's germs after all. Glancing back over, he noticed that the boy was now quite awake, light green eyes staring blankly up at the ceiling. With such pale skin, it only made the boy's eye color more vibrant, that vacant blank expression reminding Shido of those porcelain dolls he saw in the antique stores.
"Nice to see you're finally awake" Shido said, shifting some so that he could look at the boy.
Slowly sitting up, the boy looked at Shido, then looked away, as if he were looking for someone. At this point, he could not remember much, his memories hazy. He had been somewhere, with someone, though now he was here. Only, where was here?
"Where am I?" the boy asked, finally focusing back on Shido.
That annoyed feeling once again settling on him, Shido refrained from ignoring the boy. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Shido, and this is my office, and this is my couch. Which you have been sleeping on for the past week, free of charge" he said sarcastically, surprised that he sounded a little bitter.
Of course, that may have had something to do with the fact that he could now once again smell Cain's scent on the boy. Anything dealing with Cain usually made him a little bitchy. Not to mention that the very fact that this boy had been in Cain's hold, and had been allowed to live without being turned into vampire, made him not quite sure whether or not he should trust the boy.
"An office?" the boy murmured, still sounding very much out of it.
Not really feeling like sitting around and waiting for the boy to remember he had a brain, Shido rose to his feet, walking over to his desk. Why did he have this sinking feeling that while dealing with this boy, he would sooner or later end up having to deal with Cain? He would have rather dealt with being trapped in that horrid dream again, rather than having to deal with the blonde haired vampire again.
Or, maybe he was just being too overly dramatic about it all?
If he could be nice to Riho, then he supposed he could be nice to this boy too. Getting up, he walked into the small kitchen in his office, pouring the coffee that Riho had made into a cup. He still couldn't understand why the girl continued to make coffee, seeing as how the only person that could actually drink it was Yayoi, and she hardly drank coffee.
Carrying the mug to the boy, he held it out, waiting for the boy to take it. When finally the boy snapped out of what ever little trance he'd been in, and took the mug, he once again sat at his desk.
"Yes, I am a private investegator" Shido said, leaning back in his chair. "Yuuichi, do you remember anything that happened to you?"
The boy seemed surprised that someone knew his name, his grip on the mug tightening a little bit. It also struck Shido as strange that the boy begin to drink the coffee, despite it not having any sugar added, as well as it being still hot.
"I remember... going with that man... he kept me warm" Yuuichi answered, looking down into the mug. "He saved me..."
That sinking feeling once again settled itself into the pit of Shido's stomach. Was the boy talking about the vampire that had died in the subway car, or was he talking about Cain? And what had the boy meant by 'kept him warm?', why would the boy have needed to be kept warm in the first place? And saved him from what?
" Yuuichi, this man, how did he look?" he asked, even though he feared the answer.
A smile came onto the boy's face as he once again drank from the mug. Even though he could only remember flashes of the man's face, it was enough. That man, he had been so kind to him. Had kept him warm, and save.
"He looked like a god" Yuuichi said quietly, "He was tall. And handsome. His hair, it was golden. He looked like one of those princes from the storybooks."
Hearing that, Shido tensed up, hands curling up into fist. Just as he'd thought. The boy was talking about Cain. In a way, it was the same thing he'd thought when he'd first met Cain. Though, nowadays those feelings had greatly changed. Realizing that the boy was staring at him, he forced himself to relax.
"Yes?" Shido asked, feeling almost, nervous under the boy's gaze.
"That man. He told me about you. You are the one that got away, right? You're awfully selfish, spurning someone who loves you so much... If I were you, I would hae never turned him away. You blame all those bad things you did on him, when you are the only one to blame. The death of that girl, it was your fault... she's the reason you begin to hate him, because you killed her. Isn't that right? It's the truth, isn't-"
The mug fell out of the boy's hands, the smug grin widening on the boy's features as he stared up at the vampire who was now staring down at him. Shido couldn't remember actually getting up from the chair, only knowing that he'd wanted the boy to shut up. His hands tightly wrapped around the boy's throat, he pushed him back against the couch.
"Shut up! What would you know?! It was his fault! " Shido said, fingers tightening around the boy's neck.
"But still... you're the one that killed those people... he never forced you, you did it on your own" the boy replied.
It was true. He had been the one that had killed those people, and the one that had changed the little girl into a vampire. But he'd only been doing what Cain had told him.
"Blaming him won't bring those people back... Face it, you're just as evil as the nightbreeds you kill. No worse, because you continue to try and see yourself as a good person. You're a killer! You're lower than a nightbreed" the boy continued.
Shido's nonexistant blood ran cold as he heard Yuuichi say this, only tightening his grip on the boy's throat. He realized that he was beginning to loose control, but he couldn't help it. Hearing those things being said made him angry. They were the same things that Cain had said to him, always trying to force him to see it from that point of view.
"What would you know? Who are you really!? What little game is Cain playing!" Shido yelled, about to say more before he realized something.
The boy was crying.
Seeing the look of fear on the boy's face, Shido immedietly moved back from the boy, practically flying back from him. Just when had the smug look vanished from the boy's face? Yuuichi still sat pressed back against the couch, light bruises starting to form on the boy's slender neck.
"S-Sorry... I- I didn't mean it... I'm sorry! I did it again didn't I? I didn't mean to. I'll clean it up" Yuuichi said, quickly crawling off the couch towards the mug and growing coffee stain.
As the boy begin to blot at the coffee with his shirt, Shido just stared at the boy. What was going on? How had the boy's attitude suddenly done a 360? After a few minutes, he finally looked down at the boy, who was trying his best to clean up the stain. Finally realizing that the boy was trying to get up steaming hot coffee, he turned to grab the boy by the arm, pulling him back away from it and up to his feet.
"Those things you were saying, why did you say them?" he asked, trying to remain calm, blinking a little at the look of confusion on the boy's face.
"I.... I'm not sure what I said... I'm sorry for whatever I said. I won't say anything anymore" the boy said quickly, looking around some. "Wh-Where is Sensei? Are you his friend?"
Seeing as how this was getting him nowhere, Shido released the boy, watching him fall back against the couch. Deciding he should at least apologize, he looked over at the boy, only to find him asleep. Seeing as how the boy was asleep, there was really nothing that he could do at the moment. The only thing to do was to just wait until the boy awoke.
Just as he was about to walk back to his desk, to take a much need nap, he heard the collections of gasp from behind him.
And that's when all hell broke loose.
A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update, I've just been really busy lately. And my muses seem to have divorced me, though now they've came back, so hopefully I won't take to long to write the next chapter. Anyway, read and review, thanks ^_^