Author's Notes: Woo, a new chapter so soon? What am I on?!
Disclaimer: Take it out with my middle finger, ^_^
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Heaven's Flames
Chapter 17
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Mamoru was nibbling on his bottom lip anxiously. The man before him – Seiya, Mamoru reminded himself – was beginning to blur. The vampire hadn't drunken in a while now since he had been so busy tending to Usagi. He absent-mindedly wondered where she was right now…
"Can I ask you some questions?" The voice seemed foggy in Mamoru's ears. He slowly lifted his head. This wasn't good… If he didn't get something to drink soon… But not from Seiya… no way…
"Y-yeah…" Mamoru shifted in his seat on a boulder. "What…?"
"Look at these." Seiya held out a small stack of photos. Mamoru took them skeptically. "Those are victims of the game. Do you know any of them…?"
The vampire weakly looked through the pictures. The first one: "No". The second: "This one's dead - committed suicide a while ago". At the third picture Mamoru froze. He knew that face… Bringing the picture up closer to his faint eyes recognition dawned on him. This was the girl he had bitten a while back… The meal where he had met Usagi for the first time… He quickly went on to the next picture mumbling "this one's dead, too". Seiya sighed in exasperation.
"Are there any ones alive at all?!" the officer cried, running a hand through his long ponytail.
"Well," Mamoru grumbled, looking the rest through, "I've never seen these two before…" The vampire handed Seiya the pictures he was just referring to. The only two remaining pictures in his hands were one of Usagi and one of another boy. Mamoru didn't move.
Seiya pocketed the two pictures. "And those other two?" he inquired, look over Mamoru's shoulder at them.
Mamoru handed him the picture of Usagi. "She's alive."
Seiya beamed. "Really?! Do you know where she is?" Mamoru shook his head. It's true; he really didn't know where she currently was…
The raven haired vamp stared at picture the last picture, eyes unwavering. He brushed away the feeling and threw the photo at Seiya. "That one's dead, too," he bit out.
"But—"
"I said he's dead," Mamoru snapped. He stood from his seat, nearly falling over. Mamoru leaned on a nearby tree for support and walked off as sturdily as possible, leaving the police officer behind.
Seiya looked down at the picture of a fourteen year old boy with black hair that hung in his deep blue eyes. "But…" Seiya whispered, "that's you…"
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Mamoru sighed. He rubbed the back of his hand over his mouth, removing any traces of blood that his meal had left over. Physically he felt much better now… But mentally he seemed to be wounded…
How guilty he felt for pretending like he barely knew Usagi! He was being selfish… Apparently Seiya was there to take the children home, and Mamoru had just wanted to keep his lover all for himself!
And how sick he felt after seeing that picture of himself… How disturbed he was to have to say that the boy in the picture was dead and has been dead for the past 6 years…
And how animalistic he felt for the feeling of terror that he had spurred in the officer. It wasn't obvious to a normal human in the slightest, but Mamoru could smell fear, and Seiya reeked of it. He was a vampire… a beast that ripped open another's neck to feed… And had Seiya not noticed him it would have been too late…
For the first time in a while Mamoru was sickened with himself…
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There he sat, leaning against a tree, eyes closed painfully. He played his tongue across a fang subconsciously, the small cuts he made healing before he could even feel it.
He hadn't seen Usagi all day… He had left her sleeping form the second the sun set to fulfill his hunger, but now he had been gone for a good two or three hours… He wanted to see her, it always made him feel better, but something told him that this time it would make him feel worse…
Mamoru's eyes shot open as he felt something round get pushed between his blood-stained lips. Usagi was kneeling before him, a childish grin on her face, pushing a small berry into his mouth. How the hell had he not heard her or smelt her approaching?! He must have been drowning too much in self misery to notice…
Usagi giggled. "Hello there, Mamo-chan!" She sat back on her haunches. "Tell me if that's poisonous, okay?"
Mamoru quickly adverted his eyes, chewed, and swallowed. He couldn't look at her… Not when he nearly blew her chance at getting home…
The blonde cocked her head to one side, watching her lover suspiciously. "You OK..?"
Mamoru's spine straightened visibly. He quickly turned to her, making a hesitant eye contact. "I… Y-yeah, I'm fine…" Usagi leaned in closer to him, nose brushing his, eyes searching.
"That wasn't poisonous, was it? Is it hurting you? You don't look too good…"
The vampire felt a grin tug at his lips. "I'm fine, and so are the berries, I think." He couldn't resist it any longer… He tilted his head to one side and playfully nipped at Usagi's bottom lip causing her to giggle. He soon found her leaning into him and him kissing her more fully.
If she left… If she went home…
Mamoru's kisses became more desperate.
If she was to leave him behind…
He pulled her closer.
There was no way he'd be able to go with her… Not as a vampire…
He nearly whimpered.
Would he be able to handle that?
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Author's Notes: A very Mamoru-based
chapter, ^_^ But who doesn't love those? Hehe. Well,
yes, it was short, but I wanted to get this up and posted, ^_^; Remember: REVIEW!
