Chapter 2

Guts' POV

After having sex with Alucard, I didn't want to let him go. All I wanted to do was keep holding him until he got sick of it. We were both sleeping together in one big coffin. Believe it or not, I am a vampire now and sleeping in a coffin was actually comfortable in a strange way. Maybe it is because I am dead now, but I didn't bother me at all. I was reluctant at first to sleep in a coffin, because... who the hell would sleep in a godamn coffin? I kinda think of it as a protocol I had to follow when it comes to being a vampire, like drinking people's blood and staying in the darkness for long periods of time. Eventually, I have gotten use to it. I moved in closer an buried my head near his shoulder, squeezing him tighter. When he was close to me, I felt warm. I couldn't believe I had sex with another male, at first I thought it woukd trigger my trauma, all things concidered with my childhood, but Alucard actually made me feel validated. He said to me that he's been through something similar, so he strongly empathized. It was a huge relief. For the longest time, I thought I was going to be pushed away, ignored or mocked for being sexually assulted at a young age, but hr actually gave a shit about my past and made me feel welcomed. This heavy weight of fear I had for the longest time is now gone. I never opened myself up to anyone. Griffith was close... Casca too, but none of them can compare to Alucard.

Normal POV

About 2 weeks later, Guts was laying in bed with Alucard, comfortable in his arms until he felt a wave of nausea rising upward in his stomach. He gave out a small groan of discomfort, moving away from his lover. It felt like bile of acid bubbling it's way up towards his throat.

In a flash, he got out of bed, with his mouth covered, rushing to the bathroom, trying to hold in the vomit. As he made it to the toilet on time, he vomited out chunks and clots of blood. The results were rather shocking. Guts was used to coughing up blood during intense battles or spitting out blood. It was rare to see him vomit out a huge chunk of blood, except for that time he stopped Griffith's sword with his mouth, resulting in a bloody mess. It didn't stop there. A new wave of nausea kicks in, making him more pale than usual and he vomits out more clots of blood. After, he was coughing and heaving, heavily. He felt like absolute shit. He wiped the blood off his mouth. He started to feel a little dizzy and his head started pounding, almost like a human experincing a hangover, but it wasn't a hangover. His human days are over, which means no drinking beer or any alchol for that matter, only blood.

He felt weaker than before. Normally he could stand with ease, but this time he was stumbling as he tried to stand, nearly falling over. He started to feel that wave of nausea again in his stomach, making him moan due to discomfort. Unlike last time, it didn't rise up his throat. He decided to ignore it and go back to bed with his lover. He layed there for about 30 minutes of feeling nauseous. It was like his stomach was twising, turning and churning up a new bile of vomit.

There was a time where he felt car sick yesterday, and everytime the car moves in a jerky motion, it triggered the motion sickness even more. The worst part is that he couldn't even vomit, because his body wouldn't allow him. So he had to sit in the car and deal with his stomach twisting and turning in uncomfortable ways for nearly an hour. It was so bad that not even the cool breeze from the car window could take his mind off feeling sick. He just wanted to get out of the car, and when he finally did after a solid hour of waiting, the motion sickness slowly passed as he continued his daily routine with Alucard, working on shooting down other vampires and hellish beasts. It gave him a painful reminder of that, which made him roll his eyes before trying to sleep it off, wishing it would just pass.

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As the weeks go by, I have noticed quite a bit of changes within myself. Not only was I constantly vomiting every morning, afternoon and evening, I also began to notice that I was gaining a bit of weight. Before I use to have rock hard abs, dedicated to practicing sword fighting, but now my abs have faded away gradually. My belly is a little softer and rounder than before. It was a little concerning, since I was constantly vomiting blood on a daily basis and barely had any food.

Something was wrong with my body. Alucard was deeply concerned about how much blood I am vomiting and my current state.

"This isn't normal, Guts. You keep vomiting up a lot of blood, which is very concerning."

I have never seen Alucard this worried about me before. I started to wear bagger clothing, hoping he wouldn't notice my belly.

"It could be just a bug I caught... or food poisoning." I looked away folding my arms.

"It seems that you are hiding something." He raised an eyebrow at me, looking down at my abdomen.

"It's nothing." I muttered. I really didn't want him to notice. However the vampire shook his head, copying my gesture.

"I can tell when you are decieving me-" He pressured me.

"Alright!" I snapped. God, he was getting on my nerves today. "I think... I've gained a bit of weight, even though I vomit a lot. I'll try everything I can to get back into shape-"

"Is that what you are worried about? Let me see." He came closer to me and placed his hand on my stomach, now slightly swollen.

I never felt this embarrised or uncomfortable before. I felt disgusted that I had let myself go like this. However Alucard let out a small smirk.

"It's not that bad. It's barely noticable. I didn't expect you to overreact like this."

Overreact? Overreact? I couldn't even put on my belt this morning, you bastard-

"If you say so..." I responded reluctantly.

"If you are still sick tomorrow, we will see a doctor. In the meanwhile, you should rest. Try to drink this if you can."

He handed me more blood in a plastic bag.

"What if it comes back up? Can't I have water or something?"

"There's no point in drinking water. I thought you knew this." He sighed.

"Why did I bother even asking?" I rolled my eyes and walked to my bedroom.

Sometimes I missed being human. I missed seeing myself in the mirror, seeing the sunrise and eating normal food. Now I am stuck with this, for eternity.

I continued walking with the blood in my hands, about to take a sip, since I am low on energy. I can guarantee that it will be easier to chuck out the blood than to swallow it, but I will have to see for myself.