Disclaimer: :Took a microphone outta no where:: GRAVITATION DOESN'T BELONG TO ME SO DON'T SUUUUE ME!
Author note: Thanks again for the reviews! . This chapter is to finalize the story and I hope you all enjoy this whole story as it goes.
Hiro: Can't you yell any louder. ::Rubs his ears.::
Yuki: Seriously that lady should just shut up and get on with life. ::Rolls eyes::
Bloody: I HATE YOU! I can't believe you guys all the gang up on me! ::Sniffles::
Shuichi: I'm not.
Bloody: I no you're the cutest! ::Jumps onto him and hugs him::
Yuki: HEY GET AWAY FROM HIM!!!
Bloody: ::grin::
Chapter 10- In Shuichi's POV for 2/3 of this chapter.
I felt a sleep for almost couple of hours, I felt the wave of heat left my body and then a tin blanket covered my body. I heard shuffles of clothes, the zipping of the pants then the door being shut. I opened my eyes and slowly sat up, the thin blanket slid down my chest ended up a puddle around me.
Yuki and I had sex, it was incredible, and I can still felt the lingered touches from him on my body and the sweet breath against my neck. He drank from while he thrust into me, I didn't felt any pain, the pleasure was too much to handle. He was actually being a bit gentle with me through the whole way. He was rougher when further into the game that was because I asked him. Heat creped up to my face just from the thought of it, I shook my head to clear my naughty thoughts.
The pizza laid on top of the coffee table across from me untouched. I don't think I'm very hungry right now, maybe later. The suddenly I remembered about the meeting with Hiro at District 270. I quickly got up from the couch; the blanket fell to the floor at my feet. I was naked and without a care ran to the kitchen to see the time on my microwave, Midnight it said. Shit. I called a taxi and then went up stairs into my room. My shorts was ruined and I really want a shower but there was no time.
Since Hiro wanted to me to go to that place, I figured he'll take me to a dance club or something; so I am going to wear something club like. We went to clubs sometimes but not EVER in District 270 but why now? I opened my wardrobe clothes hang from the metal hanger across. I pulled out a nice dark red leather pants it was so dark that it could have gone black. A same color leather shirt that showed my midriff :the shirt I didn't chose it myself, Ryuichi did when we went shopping together.:: and then a black medium sized coat to complete the outfit. The leather pants was so tight around my hips that I decided not to wear anything underneath. If I did wear something underneath the pants wouldn't look as smooth. The last thing I did was brush my hair straight and slipped on my socks and I'm ready to go. By that time, there was a honk from down stairs. I quickly went down.
"Where yer goin?" The taxi driver asked with a cigarette between his lips.
"District 270, please." I said as I closed the door shut.
"What yer a stripper there?" He said didn't look at me, his eyes was on the road, the taxi moved into motion.
"N...No." I was quite embarrassed, is it my outfit made him think that?
"So yer a prostitute there?."
I didn't answer best not to talk with strangers; he can think whatever he wanted for all I care.
When I didn't answer he mumbled "Kids these days." I saw him shook his head. I am strictly 20 and not a kid, but I decide to ignore the comment. We sat in silence on the way there. Good.
I tried not to look out the window when we're in the district, because there are other people stared at me inside the taxi, the weight of it was too much. My eyes flickered onto a person with shoulder length brown hair stood with his back facing the road. Must be Hiro. I told the driver to stop and I paid him the fare and then I got off.
Whenever Guys and Women walked past me they gave me flirty glances and cat calls. I ignored them. When I got closer I tapped his shoulder and said his name. He turned over and then quickly grabbed me by my shoulder and pushed me against him. I felt something cool, metal pressed into my back my eyes widen at what I realized what that was. I looked up at him with fear in my eyes. He wasn't Hiro at all; it was a complete different person. He looked the same as Hiro from the back. I'm in deep shit.
"You better cooperate or you'll going to see hell." He breathed into my ear; his breath was foul that it made my nose turn.
He shoved the gun into my back a bit rougher to make me move and I did. He led me into broken down house and down the basement. It was dark the only light source was the dimly lit candles along the cement stairs. I was afraid, real afraid what he going to do to me.
Suddenly he threw me onto the floor, I yelped at the impact; he loomed over me with a smirk over his lips. I tried to crawl away but he came down on me pinned me onto the floor with his weight. I fought him, I screamed until my throat hurts. He was angry at the fact that I'm not as submissive as he thought I was. He pined both of my wrist above my head painfully, and he straddled my legs with his, I was helpless.
"Be good and this won't hurt at all." He said huskily, I felt his hardness against my inner thigh; I shivered at the grossness of it.
He tried to press his mouth against mine; I tossed my head from side to side from him engrossing my lips any further. He narrowed his eyes, filled with anger, his free hand gripped my jaw hard, it hurt so much that it was bound to have a bruise later. He again pressed his mouth against mine, I felt his tongue pushed against my sealed lips, I won't ever let him in. He let go of my sore jaws, and then his hand drove under my leather shirt. His rough fingers found my nipple with a hard pinch which tore a gasp of pain from my throat He took the chance and slipped his wet tongue into my mouth. Without thinking I bit down hard.
Metallic tastes filled my mouth, the blood slowly dripped down my chin. He pulled away with a rage, angry expression, I was actually happy at the fact that I hurt him.
"Bitch! You're gonna pay for this!" He growled.
It seemed like it was like a movie was fast forward when his punch strike across my cheek. More blood trickled down my chin, this time it was my own blood. My face was bruising and hurting, I never felt anything like it. My eyes burned, I felt like crying and I want to think that this is all a horrible dream. But this is not, none other but reality.
I stared at the wall with my face on the side, expressionless. I blamed myself for all this, I should have known there was something wrong when I talked to Hiro on the phone and took Yuki's advice. Will Yuki save me again? Was Hiro kidnapped too?
The hand was wondering everywhere along my body, should I care? If I do anything more, I'll just get hit again and again until I can no longer take it. I really don't know.
"Yuki...." I mumbled my voice was ragged and hopeless and yet with a little hope.
"Get the fuck off of him now!" I heard a voice, my eyes slowly shifted to the voice; the figure's face was in the shadows.
"Can't I have some fun here?" The man said, leaned a little bit off of me, his head turned toward the figure.
"I said get the fuck off of him NOW." His words are bitter and harsh, it sound real familiar.
With a sigh, the man got off of me and went away into the shadows by the stairs. My wrists burned and ached, cried out for a nasty bruise for tomorrow too. The newly entered man grabbed a chair somewhere which I didn't notice in the room, and sat in front of me. Stared down at me with those eyes, I turned my head to stare him, face blank.
"Your face has such a lovely skin, what a shame to be bruised up, Shindou- san." I can see his lips slowly curved into a small evil smile. My eyes widen for realizing who he was, I would never thought of him would do something like this. Our relationship had been a employee and employer and perhaps even friends. I was betrayed. My chest tightened at the thought.
"Tohma."
END POV
Yuki's POV
We were in the club called Red Glass feeling good until a messenger came. He gave me a piece of paper and then left as soon as possible. There was a message said.
Dear Eiri.
Come to the edge of Aizawa Hill of you want your host alive. No one else comes or else he dies.
Aizawa Clan.
Anger flared my veins; I crumpled the paper angrily and tossed it aside. I knew they would act soon but not this soon. Damn it all. I was careless. If there was any since of struggle from Shuichi I would have felt it, fuck it. They have magic on their side. Tatsuha gripped my shoulder and stared at me. He better had a good plan.
END POV
Blonde hair wavered in the air as the night breeze brushed past by. His trench coat flapped behind him as he walked into the territory of the Aizawa Clan. As he came closer to the hill at least 20 figures stood there waiting for him.
In the dark night Yuki stood before them, eyes emotionless and face blank. He looked at the vampires spread out around him and then finally shifted his eyes onto the main ones. Aizawa stood in front, Ma-Kun to his right, Ken who was holding the hostage...Hiro? Is that Shuichi's best friend? He just realized that the true hostage's not here. Shit. His crystal blue eyes landed on the last person. His eyes widen, shock spread over his face it was gone as soon it appeared. Tohma, his brother in law.
Tohma caught his shock and smiled his cruel smile at him.
"How could you." Yuki's eyes narrowed into slights, his eyes filled with rage that the blue eyes would bleed into black.
"How could I? If only you chose me and be my lover this could have never had happened." Tohma said, his smile never wavered but something behind that set of eyes slid.
"If you want this one back, lets see if you can handle the torture." Aizawa spoke, his voice thick with amusement.
Shuichi's Pov
It was the foot steps that woke me up, I let out a painful groan. My hands are tied behind my back, my feet are bounced together and my mouth was gagged. I sat in the darkness waiting for the footsteps to come, terrified. A figure came toward me fear rolled inside me, I whimpered into the gag, tears ran down my cheeks.
"Shuichi." I heard my name was being called by a familiar voice. My heart was beating furiously in my chest. The gag was pulled out from my mouth, I saw Yuki's eyes filled with sorrow and anger, it made my heart hurt and yet I was happy he came for me.
He kissed my lips with a chaste kiss, and then kissed my tears away.
"Yuki." I sobbed, my voice came into ragged hiccups.
Without any other word he undid the bounds with a quick slice of his vampire claws. I hurled myself against him as soon I was free. I clutched to him as tightly as I could and sobbed against his shoulder. He started to rub small circles along my back, it made me relaxed a little bit, and when did he ever do that? I'm not complaining.
Suddenly he took me into his arms and stood up, I had to clutch into his shirt to steady myself even though his arms secured under me. He carried me out into the darken streets, when nobody looked he jumped up on top of a building with ease.
"Where are we going? Home?" I was curious I want to go home.
"Yes home."
Yuki dropped me off at my house with other people there surround the house, he told me that they were here to protect me while he has to go somewhere. I don't want him to go, I want him to be on my side, but I was being selfish. Hiro was kidnapped, he told me and they're getting him back. I was really relived. I took the comfort in my own bed.
END POV
Yuki arrived at the scene minutes later, to everyone's surprise. Tatsuha who was disguised himself as Yuki was in the center of other vampires being tortured. He felt his brother's presence at the scene he took as a cue and then fought back. He knew that Shuichi was safe and knew Hiro will have a chance at escaping.
A loud crack of a gun fire echoed into the night, Blood seeped out from Ken's head one second later. As to Hiro's fast reaction he broke lose from his hold and ran away fast as possible from them. When Aizawa was about to grab him, Yuki's power crashed into him knocked him down into the ground. Blood streaked across his face, arms and legs. Rage filled his expression and lips drawn back a snarl more than a hiss expelled from him.
More figures appeared around them behind Yuki and Tatsuha from the trees they had hid their smell of presence pretty well. K and Ryuichi came out from top of the trees with guns in each hand. Ryuichi was Tatsuha's host, when he first saw Shuichi and Yuki together he knew Yuki wouldn't hurt him so he just act like he didn't know the situation and left them.
The power in the area was great, two clan clashed into a war. More vampires came like a small army, the bloodbath was all this is, soaked the earth with the undead.
Yuki should have been there with Shuichi no matter what. The cries of agony, the plead of help from the ragged throat being sliced up, blood spilled everywhere. The white sheets soaked with heavy blood and sex. Being killed while being raped and tortured, it was horrible, sadistic.
With the magic loosen more and more, as soon as Yuki felt the horrible, terrified emotions he rushed to the house with fear, worry, and anger. His heart pounded against his chest as he pushed open the ajared door. His people laid on its own pools of blood. His power roared around him more furiously as he rushed to Shuichi's room.
He kicked the door open it fell from the hangs on the door frame. Messy pink hair framed around the bloody face, blood covered all over the delicate cut up skin. It had showed the signs of struggle and resistance and yet he can't make it, if only he had stayed by his side. His eyes burned, tears slid down the pale skin in a two hot lines. He held the bloody cut up body in his lap. His hands trembled as he caressed Shuichi's cheeks. He held him tighter to his chest and screamed.
Let the anger and the sadness filled him and let it go all at once.
For a first time he realized that he loved this human and cared for him, but it was all too late, far too late.
It was all his fault; he blamed himself for all this, if only he had killed Aizawa first, if only he could love him more and tell him.
Aizawa and his followers had been chained up and painfully tortured never killed them, but to let them suffer. Yuki didn't grew weak because of Shuichi's death, he actually grew stronger because of the strong emotions for Shuichi. It made him more ruthless and he kills anyone who pissed him off on the sight. And thus it made him Master of the City.
100 years later
The blonde hair covered his pale blue eyes as he sat there in a strip club, drinking wordlessly and breathlessly remembering the past. The loud music never bothered him, he'll always go to a strip club at district 270, where men and women seduced him, did him. He never cared or gave them a second glance. He wanted blood and pleasure from them nothing else. For the only person he wanted love from was a person who was gone from the world where he could never reach.
It was a painful past but he still remembered it like it was yesterday.
"I've seen you all the time here, mind if I join you?" An man stepped in front of him. His legs were clad in a tight dark red leather pants and his voice sounder awfully familiar to him.
Yuki looked up from his drink at the man, his pale blue eyes widen in disbelief. Was it a dream? Maybe he can fall for him again, his innocence, his soft hair, smooth skin, tasty blood, and his lips?
His day just seemed a bit brighter, who cares if he was a stripper, and this was Shuichi the love of his life.
THE END
Yippee!! I finished the whole story and this is pretty long chapter! ::Backs away from the evil glaring, hand clutching with knifes people:: I didn't mean to have Shuichi die like that!!!! I swear!!!!! But there he is at the end of the story!!! ::meeep:: So what do u think? PLEASE REVIEW!! Also check out my art site. PLEASE EXCUSE ANY TYPO AND GRAMMER ERRORS. Seriously im too lazy to give this to anyone to proof read it for me. I just want it to be post up soon as possible. .v
Author note: Thanks again for the reviews! . This chapter is to finalize the story and I hope you all enjoy this whole story as it goes.
Hiro: Can't you yell any louder. ::Rubs his ears.::
Yuki: Seriously that lady should just shut up and get on with life. ::Rolls eyes::
Bloody: I HATE YOU! I can't believe you guys all the gang up on me! ::Sniffles::
Shuichi: I'm not.
Bloody: I no you're the cutest! ::Jumps onto him and hugs him::
Yuki: HEY GET AWAY FROM HIM!!!
Bloody: ::grin::
Chapter 10- In Shuichi's POV for 2/3 of this chapter.
I felt a sleep for almost couple of hours, I felt the wave of heat left my body and then a tin blanket covered my body. I heard shuffles of clothes, the zipping of the pants then the door being shut. I opened my eyes and slowly sat up, the thin blanket slid down my chest ended up a puddle around me.
Yuki and I had sex, it was incredible, and I can still felt the lingered touches from him on my body and the sweet breath against my neck. He drank from while he thrust into me, I didn't felt any pain, the pleasure was too much to handle. He was actually being a bit gentle with me through the whole way. He was rougher when further into the game that was because I asked him. Heat creped up to my face just from the thought of it, I shook my head to clear my naughty thoughts.
The pizza laid on top of the coffee table across from me untouched. I don't think I'm very hungry right now, maybe later. The suddenly I remembered about the meeting with Hiro at District 270. I quickly got up from the couch; the blanket fell to the floor at my feet. I was naked and without a care ran to the kitchen to see the time on my microwave, Midnight it said. Shit. I called a taxi and then went up stairs into my room. My shorts was ruined and I really want a shower but there was no time.
Since Hiro wanted to me to go to that place, I figured he'll take me to a dance club or something; so I am going to wear something club like. We went to clubs sometimes but not EVER in District 270 but why now? I opened my wardrobe clothes hang from the metal hanger across. I pulled out a nice dark red leather pants it was so dark that it could have gone black. A same color leather shirt that showed my midriff :the shirt I didn't chose it myself, Ryuichi did when we went shopping together.:: and then a black medium sized coat to complete the outfit. The leather pants was so tight around my hips that I decided not to wear anything underneath. If I did wear something underneath the pants wouldn't look as smooth. The last thing I did was brush my hair straight and slipped on my socks and I'm ready to go. By that time, there was a honk from down stairs. I quickly went down.
"Where yer goin?" The taxi driver asked with a cigarette between his lips.
"District 270, please." I said as I closed the door shut.
"What yer a stripper there?" He said didn't look at me, his eyes was on the road, the taxi moved into motion.
"N...No." I was quite embarrassed, is it my outfit made him think that?
"So yer a prostitute there?."
I didn't answer best not to talk with strangers; he can think whatever he wanted for all I care.
When I didn't answer he mumbled "Kids these days." I saw him shook his head. I am strictly 20 and not a kid, but I decide to ignore the comment. We sat in silence on the way there. Good.
I tried not to look out the window when we're in the district, because there are other people stared at me inside the taxi, the weight of it was too much. My eyes flickered onto a person with shoulder length brown hair stood with his back facing the road. Must be Hiro. I told the driver to stop and I paid him the fare and then I got off.
Whenever Guys and Women walked past me they gave me flirty glances and cat calls. I ignored them. When I got closer I tapped his shoulder and said his name. He turned over and then quickly grabbed me by my shoulder and pushed me against him. I felt something cool, metal pressed into my back my eyes widen at what I realized what that was. I looked up at him with fear in my eyes. He wasn't Hiro at all; it was a complete different person. He looked the same as Hiro from the back. I'm in deep shit.
"You better cooperate or you'll going to see hell." He breathed into my ear; his breath was foul that it made my nose turn.
He shoved the gun into my back a bit rougher to make me move and I did. He led me into broken down house and down the basement. It was dark the only light source was the dimly lit candles along the cement stairs. I was afraid, real afraid what he going to do to me.
Suddenly he threw me onto the floor, I yelped at the impact; he loomed over me with a smirk over his lips. I tried to crawl away but he came down on me pinned me onto the floor with his weight. I fought him, I screamed until my throat hurts. He was angry at the fact that I'm not as submissive as he thought I was. He pined both of my wrist above my head painfully, and he straddled my legs with his, I was helpless.
"Be good and this won't hurt at all." He said huskily, I felt his hardness against my inner thigh; I shivered at the grossness of it.
He tried to press his mouth against mine; I tossed my head from side to side from him engrossing my lips any further. He narrowed his eyes, filled with anger, his free hand gripped my jaw hard, it hurt so much that it was bound to have a bruise later. He again pressed his mouth against mine, I felt his tongue pushed against my sealed lips, I won't ever let him in. He let go of my sore jaws, and then his hand drove under my leather shirt. His rough fingers found my nipple with a hard pinch which tore a gasp of pain from my throat He took the chance and slipped his wet tongue into my mouth. Without thinking I bit down hard.
Metallic tastes filled my mouth, the blood slowly dripped down my chin. He pulled away with a rage, angry expression, I was actually happy at the fact that I hurt him.
"Bitch! You're gonna pay for this!" He growled.
It seemed like it was like a movie was fast forward when his punch strike across my cheek. More blood trickled down my chin, this time it was my own blood. My face was bruising and hurting, I never felt anything like it. My eyes burned, I felt like crying and I want to think that this is all a horrible dream. But this is not, none other but reality.
I stared at the wall with my face on the side, expressionless. I blamed myself for all this, I should have known there was something wrong when I talked to Hiro on the phone and took Yuki's advice. Will Yuki save me again? Was Hiro kidnapped too?
The hand was wondering everywhere along my body, should I care? If I do anything more, I'll just get hit again and again until I can no longer take it. I really don't know.
"Yuki...." I mumbled my voice was ragged and hopeless and yet with a little hope.
"Get the fuck off of him now!" I heard a voice, my eyes slowly shifted to the voice; the figure's face was in the shadows.
"Can't I have some fun here?" The man said, leaned a little bit off of me, his head turned toward the figure.
"I said get the fuck off of him NOW." His words are bitter and harsh, it sound real familiar.
With a sigh, the man got off of me and went away into the shadows by the stairs. My wrists burned and ached, cried out for a nasty bruise for tomorrow too. The newly entered man grabbed a chair somewhere which I didn't notice in the room, and sat in front of me. Stared down at me with those eyes, I turned my head to stare him, face blank.
"Your face has such a lovely skin, what a shame to be bruised up, Shindou- san." I can see his lips slowly curved into a small evil smile. My eyes widen for realizing who he was, I would never thought of him would do something like this. Our relationship had been a employee and employer and perhaps even friends. I was betrayed. My chest tightened at the thought.
"Tohma."
END POV
Yuki's POV
We were in the club called Red Glass feeling good until a messenger came. He gave me a piece of paper and then left as soon as possible. There was a message said.
Dear Eiri.
Come to the edge of Aizawa Hill of you want your host alive. No one else comes or else he dies.
Aizawa Clan.
Anger flared my veins; I crumpled the paper angrily and tossed it aside. I knew they would act soon but not this soon. Damn it all. I was careless. If there was any since of struggle from Shuichi I would have felt it, fuck it. They have magic on their side. Tatsuha gripped my shoulder and stared at me. He better had a good plan.
END POV
Blonde hair wavered in the air as the night breeze brushed past by. His trench coat flapped behind him as he walked into the territory of the Aizawa Clan. As he came closer to the hill at least 20 figures stood there waiting for him.
In the dark night Yuki stood before them, eyes emotionless and face blank. He looked at the vampires spread out around him and then finally shifted his eyes onto the main ones. Aizawa stood in front, Ma-Kun to his right, Ken who was holding the hostage...Hiro? Is that Shuichi's best friend? He just realized that the true hostage's not here. Shit. His crystal blue eyes landed on the last person. His eyes widen, shock spread over his face it was gone as soon it appeared. Tohma, his brother in law.
Tohma caught his shock and smiled his cruel smile at him.
"How could you." Yuki's eyes narrowed into slights, his eyes filled with rage that the blue eyes would bleed into black.
"How could I? If only you chose me and be my lover this could have never had happened." Tohma said, his smile never wavered but something behind that set of eyes slid.
"If you want this one back, lets see if you can handle the torture." Aizawa spoke, his voice thick with amusement.
Shuichi's Pov
It was the foot steps that woke me up, I let out a painful groan. My hands are tied behind my back, my feet are bounced together and my mouth was gagged. I sat in the darkness waiting for the footsteps to come, terrified. A figure came toward me fear rolled inside me, I whimpered into the gag, tears ran down my cheeks.
"Shuichi." I heard my name was being called by a familiar voice. My heart was beating furiously in my chest. The gag was pulled out from my mouth, I saw Yuki's eyes filled with sorrow and anger, it made my heart hurt and yet I was happy he came for me.
He kissed my lips with a chaste kiss, and then kissed my tears away.
"Yuki." I sobbed, my voice came into ragged hiccups.
Without any other word he undid the bounds with a quick slice of his vampire claws. I hurled myself against him as soon I was free. I clutched to him as tightly as I could and sobbed against his shoulder. He started to rub small circles along my back, it made me relaxed a little bit, and when did he ever do that? I'm not complaining.
Suddenly he took me into his arms and stood up, I had to clutch into his shirt to steady myself even though his arms secured under me. He carried me out into the darken streets, when nobody looked he jumped up on top of a building with ease.
"Where are we going? Home?" I was curious I want to go home.
"Yes home."
Yuki dropped me off at my house with other people there surround the house, he told me that they were here to protect me while he has to go somewhere. I don't want him to go, I want him to be on my side, but I was being selfish. Hiro was kidnapped, he told me and they're getting him back. I was really relived. I took the comfort in my own bed.
END POV
Yuki arrived at the scene minutes later, to everyone's surprise. Tatsuha who was disguised himself as Yuki was in the center of other vampires being tortured. He felt his brother's presence at the scene he took as a cue and then fought back. He knew that Shuichi was safe and knew Hiro will have a chance at escaping.
A loud crack of a gun fire echoed into the night, Blood seeped out from Ken's head one second later. As to Hiro's fast reaction he broke lose from his hold and ran away fast as possible from them. When Aizawa was about to grab him, Yuki's power crashed into him knocked him down into the ground. Blood streaked across his face, arms and legs. Rage filled his expression and lips drawn back a snarl more than a hiss expelled from him.
More figures appeared around them behind Yuki and Tatsuha from the trees they had hid their smell of presence pretty well. K and Ryuichi came out from top of the trees with guns in each hand. Ryuichi was Tatsuha's host, when he first saw Shuichi and Yuki together he knew Yuki wouldn't hurt him so he just act like he didn't know the situation and left them.
The power in the area was great, two clan clashed into a war. More vampires came like a small army, the bloodbath was all this is, soaked the earth with the undead.
Yuki should have been there with Shuichi no matter what. The cries of agony, the plead of help from the ragged throat being sliced up, blood spilled everywhere. The white sheets soaked with heavy blood and sex. Being killed while being raped and tortured, it was horrible, sadistic.
With the magic loosen more and more, as soon as Yuki felt the horrible, terrified emotions he rushed to the house with fear, worry, and anger. His heart pounded against his chest as he pushed open the ajared door. His people laid on its own pools of blood. His power roared around him more furiously as he rushed to Shuichi's room.
He kicked the door open it fell from the hangs on the door frame. Messy pink hair framed around the bloody face, blood covered all over the delicate cut up skin. It had showed the signs of struggle and resistance and yet he can't make it, if only he had stayed by his side. His eyes burned, tears slid down the pale skin in a two hot lines. He held the bloody cut up body in his lap. His hands trembled as he caressed Shuichi's cheeks. He held him tighter to his chest and screamed.
Let the anger and the sadness filled him and let it go all at once.
For a first time he realized that he loved this human and cared for him, but it was all too late, far too late.
It was all his fault; he blamed himself for all this, if only he had killed Aizawa first, if only he could love him more and tell him.
Aizawa and his followers had been chained up and painfully tortured never killed them, but to let them suffer. Yuki didn't grew weak because of Shuichi's death, he actually grew stronger because of the strong emotions for Shuichi. It made him more ruthless and he kills anyone who pissed him off on the sight. And thus it made him Master of the City.
100 years later
The blonde hair covered his pale blue eyes as he sat there in a strip club, drinking wordlessly and breathlessly remembering the past. The loud music never bothered him, he'll always go to a strip club at district 270, where men and women seduced him, did him. He never cared or gave them a second glance. He wanted blood and pleasure from them nothing else. For the only person he wanted love from was a person who was gone from the world where he could never reach.
It was a painful past but he still remembered it like it was yesterday.
"I've seen you all the time here, mind if I join you?" An man stepped in front of him. His legs were clad in a tight dark red leather pants and his voice sounder awfully familiar to him.
Yuki looked up from his drink at the man, his pale blue eyes widen in disbelief. Was it a dream? Maybe he can fall for him again, his innocence, his soft hair, smooth skin, tasty blood, and his lips?
His day just seemed a bit brighter, who cares if he was a stripper, and this was Shuichi the love of his life.
THE END
Yippee!! I finished the whole story and this is pretty long chapter! ::Backs away from the evil glaring, hand clutching with knifes people:: I didn't mean to have Shuichi die like that!!!! I swear!!!!! But there he is at the end of the story!!! ::meeep:: So what do u think? PLEASE REVIEW!! Also check out my art site. PLEASE EXCUSE ANY TYPO AND GRAMMER ERRORS. Seriously im too lazy to give this to anyone to proof read it for me. I just want it to be post up soon as possible. .v