Smiling Shyly

chapter-ified re-write

IV.

And so it continues: you continue to meet the blonde man and feed on him. And you slowly realize that your growing relationship with him is more that a mere predator/prey one. But the change was so slow and resulted in such uncommon events that neither of you noticed at first. Now you know.

Over the many months you have grown to love the blonde man, and he, in return, you. Your softly smiling face compliments his own harshly scowling one; your personalities clash constantly. Yet you still love him; you are foils of each other, and you love it.

As often as his deadlines allow - he's a very successful romance novelist - he comes to the club where you play and insults your musical intelligence. You take it all in stride, knowing what will coma after when he takes you home with him. You're always hoarse and aching, but intensely happy, the next day.

But now, after so many months of this, it's beginning to take its toll on him. You feed on him so often now that his body doesn't have enough time to replenish his blood supply. And it doesn't help that he almost lives off of beer and cigarettes. You feel horrible for slowly killing him in such a way, but you're both too addicted to stop. But if you try to bring it up he ignores you.

The only way you can find to help him he would never consider. But at this rate, he'll be dead within the month, and you don't think you could handle being alone; now that you've found someone you truly care about, you'll do anything to keep him - even if he becomes like you. The only drawback you can find is the feeding that has become so important to your lovemaking would kill you should you try it.

And in the end he makes the decision for you. He gently takes your wrist and slashes it. You are too stunned to move and can only watch as he brings it to his mouth before it really starts to bleed. You do nothing to resist as he takes your blood to save both your lives. He knows that he is dying, and that if he does you would find a way to do so as well.

So, with new found vision, he looks up at your shyly smiling face and answers with one of his own.

OWARI