Authoress Notes: Hello everyone! I'm back with another chapter for this fic! (hugs everyone that reviewed) Honestly, as I have said it over and over again, I couldn't have done it without your guys support! I really appreciate it, since I figured that no one would read my fics when I first started! But you all proved me wrong! So, here's chapter nineteen of Dark Desires, sorry for the delay, and I hope that you enjoy as I must now run from LoneGothic who's chasing me right now!
Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Never have, never will. If I did, Atem would act darker like this one, and wouldn't leave!
Pairings: AtemxAnzu, SetoxShizuka, JounouchixMai, and others.
Warnings: OOC-ness, mature themes, sexual themes… you get my drift?
Genre: Action/adventure, romance, angst and… I dunno.
Plot:
((AU Dark fic)) In a world where vampires are gods, humans are low, and slaves are treated as dirt, Anzu is a pleasure slave, serving years in bed. Atem is a high-ranked vampire, in need of… entertainment. Could love between a lowly pleasure slave that lost the ability to love and an arrogant, cold vampire exist in such a world where status is everything, and your image determines how you're treated? Now with the mention of Bakura, necromancers, sorcerers, and the three God Orbs, could things become more complicated?
Dark Desires
By: xKuroSeraphimx
((start chapter))
Chapter 19: Changes
He sighed, plopping down on the seat before Zorc, his sapphire-colored eyes drooped slightly from exhaustion and sleepiness, staring at the vampire before him blankly with no emotion.
"I did all the necessary repairs on Bakura's body, so, in a matter of a few weeks, he should be fine, thanks to the help of several healers, Zorc." Akito let out an exasperated sigh, raking a hand through his dark, silky hair.
Zorc narrowed his dark eyes at Akito suspiciously, folding his hands in front of his mouth. "I see… I'm rather surprised to hear that he is still alive, considering how badly damaged his body looked when you brought him in. But I'm surprised… That lowly slave had that much power in her?"
Akito's eyes twitched a bit when he heard the vampire call his sister a "lowly slave." He smiled, but there was no hint of emotion behind it.
"The world works different ways, Zorc. Many twisted and confusing ways…" he laughed slightly, a laugh filled with cold ice. Placing a hand before his left eye, concealing it, he chuckled a bit more.
The damn fool still didn't know Anzu was related to him.
Zorc narrowed his dark eyes at Akito who had a smile that looked like nothing scary or unexpected would wipe it off. "What's so funny, Akito? I obviously have looked past a joke here…" he hissed.
Akito shook his head. "Oh no, Zorc. It's just… I'm just highly amused about how this is all turning to." He replied calmly, while his mind was flooded with memories from the past.
But Zorc still wouldn't believe the dark-haired man. Not one bit. Every action he had done up to now was very questioning. Even being a vampire and having the ability to read thoughts, he could never penetrate this invisible wall that kept Akito's deepest thoughts and memories, how he will act next or in the near future.
It… It just didn't seem right.
"But as expected, Zorc, that you would be surprised at how much power she has. And now that she's in Atem's possession…" he trailed off, the memories becoming more vivid, remembering them as if they happened just yesterday.
He stood over the cradle that held a crying baby girl. Grinning maliciously as he held the gleaming, bloody dagger in his hand, seeing the baby cry and wail in her bed, twisting and thrusting the blankets around herself. With a murderous glint in his sapphire-colored eyes, he raised the dagger…
Zorc cocked an eyebrow up at this. "Yes… That will cause more trouble now that she has awakened her latent powers, it seems." He paused, noticing the glazed stare on Akito's face. "Hmm? Akito?"
The black-haired boy stood behind the sliding door, watching his mother cradle and play with the baby, holding a wind chime above the baby girl that tried to catch the tail of the item that jingled with a faint noise every time the bell hit the metal slates, creating a faint tune that danced with the wind.
He stood behind the door, watching, observing, chewing on his lower lip as he felt himself glare at the sight, his hands balling tightly into fists that his nails punctured his skin and bled.
"… Why…?" he whispered before stomping away.
At Zorc's calling, Akito snapped out of his trance, staring at the vampire before him, shaking his head. "Yes, a lot of trouble, indeed… But that just makes it a whole lot fun, no?" he asked pleasantly.
When he stared at her smiling face, at innocent, hope-filled sapphire-colored eyes…He frowned slightly. Why was he remembering this now? Now was not the time to reminisce on painful, old memories of the past. He needed to focus on his goal, and remove anything that stood before it.
But…
… Cold, angry blood-red eyes soon replaced them, her teeth so tightly clenched he thought they would crack as she tried hard not to cry…
'They're just memories… Of my old self… and of her…' Akito thought bitterly, standing up from his seat and turning to leave the office room.
"It will work out in the end, Zorc, don't worry," he said, once he reached the door that automatically slid aside to allow him through. Then he chuckled again, remembering a bloodied and beaten red-eyed Anzu while a battered Hikaru tried to take her away from him to a safer place. Then he said,
"Besides, what harm could a filthy half-breed do to our plans?"
((scene change))
Seto looked up from his laptop when he heard Shizuka say, "Hah! Got through your stupid defense!" before she realized she said that aloud and turned to face him with a small smile on her face before the auburn-haired Jounouchi turned back to her own laptop. He shook his head and looked at the e-mail Mokuba sent him about some projects being nearly done in Kaiba Corporation since they decided to stay in Atem's place for a while, all of them agreeing to watch over each other, especially Mazaki Anzu, if any attack by Akito happened again.
The chestnut-haired CEO frowned slightly at the mention of Anzu. Isis and Malik told all of them the whole story of what happened at a park near them once Atem and Malik put Anzu and Hikaru to rest. Needless to say, no matter how cold-hearted and uncaring Seto was, he was thoroughly shocked at hearing such things. Hikaru nearly dieing, yet to be resurrected dead, but his supposed death triggered that presence in Anzu, causing a massive blood bath, as Malik had told them.
This irked Seto to know end, even now, three days after the incident. How could a human possess such powers? And why was Atem still keeping her, if he already saw this other side of Anzu? Did he still want her monitored? Or was it…
'There's more to Mazaki Anzu that meets the eye… But what could that be…?' he thought.
Teana… He was shocked to hear that the other Anzu called herself Teana. It couldn't be… that Teana, could it? She… died a long time ago. And with Atem's Limiter off…
As her ex-husband was busy contemplating whatever it was in his head (even though she could just sneak a peek), Shizuka was busy roaming the site that Hikaru had told her a while back. As far as she got, this place was all about genetic replication and gene splicing, a forbidden thing to study about. What a surprise to see the many blood types this mysterious organization acquired! Dragons, Summoners, Vampires, Humans, Necromancers and Sorcerers, and a lot more!
Then Shizuka clicked on a file that showed her a list of specimens that they had experimented on. She bristled, nose wrinkling in disgust, seeing the numerous specimens that they had used, mainly humans and vampires. She read several files that contained the experiments progress during several procedures, all of them ending in the specimen dying.
'What the hell was wrong with these people?' Shizuka thought, frowning as she read another file. 'But more importantly, why weren't these activities shown to some kind of public reference to keep it going? … Well, not that it needs to continue, but…'
Then she clicked on another file that contained two bios. She looked at the picture in the first one and gasped.
'Mazaki Akito
Age: 7 years old; 3 years since he has been taken into our care.
Progress: Steadily growing, but no drastic changes have been shown.'
Her hazel-colored eyes widened after each word that she read as she looked at the document of how he was doing under experiments and education. Then it moved to another patient, and this really made Shizuka's heart want to jump out of her chest.
'Mazaki Anzu
Age: 4 years old; 3 years since she has been taken along with her brother.
Progress: No changes, appears to be normal. As such, drastic actions shall be taken into account.'
Then, on the end of a page, was a download of an event that was recorded. Hesitating the arrow over the file, she glanced at Seto who stared at her, wondering why she gasped, before she turned and clicked on it.
What was shown in the file horrified both Shizuka and Seto, who walked over and was peering over her shoulder, staring at the screen.
A young version of Anzu was in the middle of the screen, standing between two military soldiers. Shizuka heard Seto say, "What the hell is going on?" but she paid no heed to him, she was only focused on the download, and what it would show her.
Then one of the two guards kicked Anzu in the stomach, while the other held a handful of her hair, as she was kicked again, the brunette coughing up blood. The guard that held her head threw her down, and a man in a lab coat walked up to him and gave him a needle. Then the guard pushed Anzu against the wall, raising her left hand and injecting the needle that was filled with some dark red substance into the vein that was in the joint of her elbow. She screamed, but it ended when the other guard clamped a hand over her mouth.
Then the screen fizzed for a few seconds, making Seto and Shizuka think it was over before it showed a dark-haired boy, wearing a hospital suit, his face contorted with rage as he fought off a guard.
"AGGHH! Where is she! Where's my sister!" he shouted to the guard that was twice his size, sending a kick to the guard's groin. "I'll KILL you! All of you! And then I'll kill Anzu! I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!" he bellowed again like a mad bull, running up to the screen and smashing the camera.
"… That's… Akito…?" Shizuka asked, bewildered, faintly feeling Seto's hands on her shoulders, squeezing lightly.
Then the screen fizzed back to Anzu who was in a tube filled with green liquid, a gas mask over her mouth and nose, wires connected to her head and body. There was a monitor next to the tube, showing her brain waves and heart rate, beeping slowly after every few seconds. The camera zoomed a little to Anzu's face before they heard Isis's voice from the screen.
"We shouldn't be doing this! She's just a little child! We should stop the experiments before something—"
"Isis," said a deep voice, cutting her off. "We're already near completion to our goal. Soon, we'll use Anzu and Akito's powers to rule over everything. So please, don't back on us now. It's nearly completed. And I'm surprised that the two of them have survived our experiments, other than the failed specimens we treated before." Then the voice chuckled, now a husky, low tone. "But then again, what do you expect from Lucifer's only children?"
((scene change))
Atem laid on his bed, staring at the dark ceiling ahead of him, his arms behind his head. Sighing, he stared at the door leading to the bathroom, where Anzu was going to bathe soon. Ever since she woke up yesterday, she tried very hard to avoid eye contact with him and walking away from him whenever he tried to talk to her. Normally, he would've just snapped the leash on his temper and had her sit on his lap and force her to talk to him, but that would just have her distance herself from him. He was annoyed, and with his Limiter off, it was very hard to not blow down walls with him shouting.
Not to mention, he was called to the Council for a meeting about strange events occurring around Japan. And only he was invited! Not even Seto or Jounouchi were invited. Great, he'll have to endure the stupidity of the Council alone, and now was not the time to go and worry over some trivial shit, he had to take care of Anzu, and keep a closer eye on her!
Then his mind wandered back to the other side of Anzu, the one that called herself Teana. Atem frowned at the name; never had he thought he would hear that name again. His little angel had this insane girl inside, and he couldn't think of anything to help her about it! Also, with his Limiter off, his body was contradicting of what he planned in waiting for Anzu to come to him so that he could rightfully claim her. The past few days were stress-filled as he fought his body's need to have Anzu now, and that grated on his nerves even more. This wouldn't help in acting strangely before the Council.
… Teana…
Before his mind could further wander back to that name, he heard the faint sound of a scream from the bathroom door. Alert, his senses sharpening, his temper rising to raw violence, he sat up and ran to the door and without knocking…
… he burst through the door.
It was already steamy, so he had a hard time seeing through before his crimson eyes caught sight of Anzu kneeling on the floor, hugging herself, the towel sliding down her shoulders, her back facing him, and Atem felt that sudden and vicious need again, particularly near his groin. Gritting his teeth, he took a step forward and spoke, "Anzu? What's wrong? Did something—"
Then his crimson-colored eyes saw something on Anzu's back. Frowning, he took another step forward and saw that it was…
A scar?
But the scar was cross-shaped, running along the line of her spine, it looked red and burnt, nearly fresh, as if it was branded on her back a while ago. Before he had a chance to ask her about the scar, she looked up, her sapphire-colored eyes wide with shock, her face looking like a bright tomato, before she noticed the glazed look on his face, and what he was looking at, before she screamed,
"PERVERT! Get out, get out, GET OUT, ATEM!"
Without having a moment to realize what was going on, bottles of shampoo and other bathroom tools were thrown at Atem's face so fast that he didn't have time to dodge them, having been hit several times by soap boxes and shampoos before the door slammed shut, just as he fell on his ass.
A few moments of silence passed before Atem sat up straight, his face had several squared bruises. He glared at the door, standing up from his spot and touched his face. Damn, she had good aim and arm. Then, a smug smirk stretched across his lips, content with what he saw just a few moments ago.
But the cross scar on her back…
He contemplated about this for a few moments before shaking his head. He would ask her later, when he came back, and when she cooled off. Also, he needed to cool off as well. The vampire didn't want any annoying questions as to why he was aroused during a meeting. Closing his crimson-colored eyes, he took several deep breaths, not that he needed to, but he just did, and walked out, his black leather trench coat on his shoulders, fighting the need to just run back inside and…
Before his mind could become even more perverted, he slapped himself.
((scene change))
Jounouchi sat on a stool in the bar, drinking a wineglass full of warm blood. Otogi sat next to him on his left, casually sipping warm blood as well, with a little cocktail mixed into his drink.
"I heard that things have been stirring up in your part, Jou," Otogi said, sipping his drink.
The blonde-haired vampire shrugged his shoulders, a thoughtful look on his face as he stared at the drink in his hands. "Some things have, and I'm tellin' ya, it really has been exciting as well. But I've been told to keep a lid on it, Otogi, so I can't tell ya anything, man. Sorry." He replied with a small grin.
The dark-haired vampire shrugged one shoulder, placing his head on his hand and his emerald eyes scanned the various bottles on the shelves before him. "S'all right," he muttered slowly to himself. "Besides, anything can happen in this part of the city, can't it?"
'With a supposed human woman turning into a mad, bloodthirsty woman, yeah, things can happen in this city… in this country…' Jounouchi thought, and sipped his drink again.
"How's Mai doing?" Otogi asked with a small grin.
Jounouchi eyed the other vampire suspiciously before he spoke, "She's doin' okay… Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering, Jou. I mean, she called me to ask what was new, but she sounded kind of distressed a bit. Weird to me, it was, to hear her sound like that, and we all know Mai's not the type of woman to easily crumble." Otogi replied.
Jounouchi nodded to that, knowing first hand how hard headed the female vampire could be. He smiled at the thought, raising his glass to take another sip.
"Soo… Why haven't you made a move on her yet?" Otogi asked with a devilish grin.
He had to put his drink down before he accidentally spit it out. Jounouchi's chocolate-colored eyes narrowed at Otogi, while on the sideline, he tried his hardest not to blush at the question.
"Otogi, not again! There's nothing between Mai and I! Absolutely not!" he half-shouted, half-whispered.
Otogi chuckled slowly, not believing Jounouchi's denials at having feelings for the voluptuous female vampire. He could see, as well as others, that he cared deeply for Mai, more than a friend, but being the stubborn vampire, Jounouchi denied he had any feelings, like right now.
"Uh huh… My, my Jounouchi, what will it take you to admit it?"
"If you still want to keep your teeth, Otogi, I suggest you shut your mouth now!" Jounouchi threatened, his face brightening to a light red.
"Whatever…"
((scene change))
Anzu dabbed herself dry after stepping out of the bathtub, long after the water had gone cold. It was hours after Atem had burst in and almost saw her naked, and right now, she felt a little shriveled for staying in the bathtub for too long. What surprised her was that she didn't hear any response or a knock from him again. He just… left.
She frowned, wrapping the towel securely around her upper body and walking to the mirror. Well, with the way she was avoiding him, he must've realized she wanted to be alone, despite the need to be with her. The brunette still felt wrong, that he had faced another side of her that was willing to tear him apart. And she felt ashamed that all she could feel, while her other self had taken over her body and she was in a world full of darkness that smelled strongly of blood, all she wanted was to destroy everything around her for having Hikaru supposedly dead. But when she heard Atem's voice, it woke her, and yet…
It scared her.
She was scared, and she didn't want to feel this way, and it seemed her other self didn't like feeling that way either, that she wanted to shake off this feeling of being scared, and so, decided to kill him before Atem told her that Hikaru was alive.
Anzu placed a hand on her forehead, feeling ready to cry. 'And all I can remember were screams and darkness… I can't remember what I really did…'
Sighing, she shook her head and stared at the mirror. Her sapphire-colored eyes widened at what she saw.
"Well, hello again, Whore," A red-eyed Anzu, said to her.
Mouth hanging open, all Anzu did was just stare at her reflection, watching the face before her smirk, showing long fangs at the corners of her mouth. The eyes were blood red, and had long slit-like pupils.
Her reflection snorted before saying, "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? No words of greeting?" it asked amusingly, obviously finding Anzu's current state of mind very funny.
"Who… Who are… Who are you?" Anzu asked, finally getting over the shock of seeing her reflection change.
"Hmph, the name's Teana, Whore. And don't wear it out." Teana replied smugly.
Anzu glared at Teana for calling her a whore. "Why do you keep calling me that?" she asked.
"News flash, I didn't live my whole life as a pleasure slave, now did I?" the red-eyed reflection said tartly, folding her arms.
Anzu's sapphire-colored eyes narrowed at her reflection. "… Bitch," she said after a long while.
Teana smirked. "I guess you could call me that. Huh, Whore, do you have any idea what that vampire Atem just saw on your back?"
The brunette frowned even harder at her reflection, feeling her hands ball into fists. "Yes… I know…"
Ever since she could remember, she was known around for having this strange cross-shaped scar on her back that never seemed to heal. It looked fresh, every time Anzu stared into the mirror, after having her back healed from the whippings she endured before. No matter how many times she was healed, that scar always stayed, never leaving her skin that she nearly forgot about it. Now that Atem had seen it…
"Ever wondered why that scar has never healed?" Teana asked, that smug smirk still on her face, yet her blood red eyes held contempt in them that Anzu didn't know why.
Intrigued, she shook her head.
The smirk twitched before Teana said, "Symbol of what happened in the past, Whore. You'll understand one day. Heh, I'm sure Akito would break the news to you, as he has done a good job up to now."
"You're not telling me about what happened then?"
"Hah! Of course not, I'll leave that for you to figure out. Just remember this," and the smirk was gone, now replaced by snarl that didn't sound like a human. "Akito will hunt you and your friends until he has all that he needs. But then again, he would most likely kill you in the end. But don't worry," she laughed. "You won't have to worry about being killed by him, because I'll be the one to kill you. Remember that…"
Feeling Teana leave, Anzu cried, "Wait!" before a sharp pain on her back made her knees buckle, feeling as though she was being touched with a white-hot dagger. Hugging herself, she looked through squinted eyes at Teana's form, seeing that same smirk, then she turned her back, showing the cross-shaped scar before Anzu fell on her knees, shaking horribly at the pain.
Then it stopped. Slowly, breathing ragged, the brunette stood up and stared at her reflection.
Sapphire eyes looked right back at her.
((scene change))
Hikaru lay in the bed, staring at the ceiling. It was nighttime now; the clock beside him signaling it was a quarter to ten. He had slept for what seemed like three days. And yet, he was dog tired, couldn't move his body for it felt like lead, and his head slightly throbbed.
No one told him what happened. No one told him of what happened when he protected Anzu from Bakura, and what happened after that. But somehow, he knew that the other side of Anzu had finally awakened, and was now stronger than ever.
'… Which means Anzu is in danger of being erased…' he thought quietly to himself. And that meant he would have to explain things. But he'll have Isis's help in explaining what happened in the past. After all, she was a part of it too.
Then his mind began to wonder if the site he had told Shizuka to look in had given her answers—that is, if she even cared to check, considering things have been swirling past them like a mad hurricane. But he somehow knew as well, that she did, and so did her ex-husband, Seto.
He frowned. So then, why hadn't they announced what they had found? Maybe they were waiting for him to wake up. Yeah, that would seem like a probable reason. Because they all knew he had something to do with it. And they were right. He did, but then, if he did explain what happened…
What would happen to Anzu?
He sighed, feeling that he needed to rest for a little longer. Tomorrow, maybe he would explain tomorrow. He turned his head towards the window and stared at a bright, red full moon.
((scene change))
He slowly walked down the halls after returning from the meeting. Bah! What the Council called him for was only about mysterious deaths and political actions that were taking place. They should've realized he didn't care for shit like that, not now anyway. But no, they just kept on going on and on like the mindless little drones they were.
Atem raked a hand through his silky tri-colored hair, seething quietly to himself. He didn't know why, but he felt really pissed for some unknown reason, and there was a need for blood and sex that he couldn't quite place until he came back to his own home. Once he knew, he thought of every foul thing he could think of and wished it wasn't what he thought it was.
RHS.
What that meant was the Red Hunger Syndrome, a syndrome that affected the male vampires, causing them to crave blood and sex. This syndrome was one of the reasons why their world had pleasure slaves. The things that could cause RHS to a vampire was that they denied blood and sex for a long time, and that mixed together was a bad thing. It also made the vampire become extremely aggressive to their surroundings.
Again, combing his hand through his hair, growling softly to himself. Since he was an older vampire, he needn't worry about RHS since his body could go on without blood for a long while. He hadn't expect it would hit him now, but he guessed now was the time it would, considering of all the events that had taken place, he had no time to worry over small needs. He knew what happened to a vampire that was going through RHS, Seto had gotten through it once, and it was a good thing Shizuka was with him at the time to slake his thirst. RHS also made a vampire become interested and overly possessive and protective of a certain female that they were in a close relationship. At that time, the vampire male wouldn't tolerate another female trying to hit on him, nor other males around the female they wanted to have in their bed, since they saw the other males as fierce competition.
Though, the male vampires that were going through RHS weren't held against the actions they might've done during the syndrome. That's why the male was always close to the female he was interested at all times, until the syndrome past. Because the female had a tighter leash on the vampire's volatile temper and strength, she would act as a buffer between him and her friends. And now that he was experiencing it, and with his Limiter off…
Then Atem's nose caught the scent of someone coming down the hall to him, as with the faint sound of footsteps coming closer and closer. His crimson-colored eyes narrowed slightly, his senses being put on high alert till he caught a whiff of the person's scent. His eyes widened.
'No! Shit, not her… Not Anzu!' he thought, panicking.
His body twitched, deciding whether or not to just stand there and wait, or turn around and walk away fast, not wanting Anzu to get caught in what he was going through now. The tri-haired vampire grinded his teeth so hard, they nearly felt like cracking under the pressure. His body was reacting to Anzu's presence coming to him, yet his mind was thinking of reasons not to get her involved. RHS made the male vampire go in a state of mind that was close to insanity, so he wouldn't know what he would do if he didn't have a clear and strong mind. But he was slowly losing himself to the feel, Anzu's footsteps coming closer, her scent the only thing he could smell.
Knowing he was slowly losing his mind, he turned, balling his hands into tight fists. He took one step, and another, and another, feeling relieved he was walking away from the coming storm that might've gone in place.
"… Atem?" she called softly, eyeing him curiously, even through the darkness seeing the outline of his body thanks to the moonlight creeping through the windows.
Atem's eyes widened, his body going rigid. His body shook, he didn't want to turn to face her, he couldn't—can't look at her—while he was like this! His vision was slightly blurry, slowly turning into a red haze. His legs twitched, his neck was twitching as well, fighting the need to stare at her. He heard her footsteps coming closer, Atem closed his eyes, wishing, hoping, and praying she wouldn't come within an arm's length of him. 'Please, Anzu, don't come to me. Stop… Just stop…'
"Atem?" Anzu called again, feeling something wrong with the vampire. "Is something wrong?"
When the brunette said his name, he felt the mental tendril, coiling around the sanity that was fleeing him. It was dark, curious, and soothing, yet it was coaxing him into looking at the woman he was so bent on taking, the tendril was luring him. It sent his senses reeling.
"… Damn you," he breathed, startling her when finally turned around, seeing her in only a black nightgown.
Anzu shuddered when she stared into his eyes. His crimson-colored eyes, that were growing even darker in color, like a metallic red, were glinting dangerously, coldly, and something brutal and dangerous was going on in his mind, as if he was caressing a dark thought. His teeth were bare, tight against each other, making him look as if he was holding back a shout, or something else from coming out. She noticed his hands were in such tight fists; blood was creeping out and dropping on the floor, slowly forming small red puddles.
He opened his mouth, slowly, hesitantly. "Yes… Something's wrong with me… And…" he sounded constrained, his voice rough, his breathing coming out erratically as if he was some kind of rabid animal, waiting to attack. "Anzu, you need to get away from me. Now." He added forcefully, the red haze slowly covering his sight.
Anzu was taken aback by the request. She knew, now, at this time, he wouldn't leave her out of his sight when they were around, but now he was asking her to get away from him, keep her safe from something she didn't know what it was. "What? Why, Atem?" she asked, staring at his eyes, even though it was scary to see that wild look in them.
"RHS. Can't stay with me. You… need to run." He replied slowly, closing one eye, before reopening to see her gasp with surprise.
The brunette took a couple of steps away from him, finally knowing what was wrong with him. Red Hunger Syndrome. She had heard stories of what happened to a female that went with her mate through RHS, and it sounded unpleasant, as the male vampire didn't care about anything except quenching his thirst. One of the slaves she knew went through with one vampire that was going through it, and she never seen someone in such a worse shape. No wonder Atem told her to back off, but…
"Get out of my sight, Anzu. Or else…" he hissed dangerously at her, causing her to shiver again. He didn't want her to get caught in this, but his sense of better judgment was slowly being eaten away by the cravings that usually occurred in RHS, he was slowly giving into his body's need, and he was solely focused on the woman before him.
Deciding if she should run or act as the buffer and help him was reeling back and forth. Instinct told her to run, her emotions told her to stay. So she decided on her emotions. RHS would pass, even if the vampire didn't fill his needs, but the after effects left him exhausted, and without his full power for a few months, maybe years, and she didn't want to see Atem like that, she never wanted to see him in such a depressing state, it would break her heart.
But seeing him going on the brink of insanity hurt her more.
"Anzu," he called firmly, snapping out of her thoughts.
Decision made, she held her ground, despite the fear in her chest, looked him right in the eyes and shook her head. He growled low and half-shouted, half-whispered, "Get out of my sight, Anzu!"
Anzu glared at him. "No, Atem. I'll help you through it; it'll end if we do this soon. And if you just let if past, then your powers—"
"Don't talk to me as if I don't know what happens, Anzu. Just get out!" he nearly roared, making an unconscious mental note not to shout or they would be heard by the other residents of his house.
She walked up to him, her face inches away from his, startling him and whispered, "I'm not leaving you like this, Atem. You already got me involved the moment you bought me. No going back on it now, huh?"
Before she had time to react, he slid an arm around her waist, and his other hand grabbed a handful of her chestnut-colored hair, forcing her to look into his glazed, crimson-colored eyes. Anzu squinted her eyes, feeling her head hurt a little from the pull, but she stood her ground, staring into Atem's eyes.
"Foolish, little angel…" he murmured low before taking her lips into his. She expected the kiss to be quick and rough, instead, he was slow, torturous, parting her lips, and began playing with her. She moaned softly against his mouth, feeling his hand loosen his grip on her head, and cradling it as nibbled at the corners of her lips, giving her neck a kiss, suckling on the skin.
Pretty soon, she thought, he would drink her blood, to slake his thirst on that part, but would be slow with having her under him.
"Not yet little angel, not even close," he snarled, his voice rough and husky with want, his desire in taking her was evident as he licked the lobe of her ear. He grinned, "But now that you mention it…"
Scooping her up in his arms, he glided through the shadows, to his room, expertly opening the door and locking it, where he proceeded to remove the nightgown she wore. His eyes unabashedly ran over her nudity, taking a mental note to remove that repulsive collar around her neck, before he placed her on the bed, holding her arms above her head.
Anzu pouted, frowning slightly as he licked her throat, kissed it. "Atem, you haven't even…" she broke off on a moan, feeling one of Atem's hands, leave her wrist to brush against her breast, kneading the sensitive flesh. "… taken off your clothes yet…"
He grinned, placing a playful kiss upon her lips as her free hand moved to bury itself in his silky, tri-colored hair. "Because I'm going to enjoy every moment that passes between us. And it'll be torturously slow, you'll forget what time it is." He let out a laugh. "And by then, you'll learn what it means to be the King of Game's woman…"
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W-Well? (is hiding under a desk) I know, I suck at those things, but I tried, so bite me! Please don't flame me or whatever because of the chapter or the delay in posting the chapter! Next one will explain what happened in the past, so if you want the next chapter, (which I doubt you will now) read and review! Please, I'm begging you all! (runs)
On a last note, I finally got my Naruto box sets! They're so cool! Itachi's soo HOT!
On another note, I want Devil May Cry 3 dammit! NOW!