Chapter 41

The Mukami manner no longer felt like home and Yui yearned for that feeling more than anything. Her safe place. She had thought it laid with Azusa, but he was nowhere to be found. She had been left alone to mourn their baby. Only hours before, she had had it all. A bedroom that resembled a dollhouse, with the perfect crib with an even more perfect baby inside. Noah. She had only known him for such a little amount of time yet her heart ached more him more than it had ever ached before. He was precious, and sweet, and pure; even with blood stained lips and flesh hungry eyes. She wished she could have kissed them promptly and held him that much tighter, perhaps the tighter she had held on - the less of a chance Karl Heinz would have to get to him. She knew it wasn't true. But it was a sick thought that continued to haunt her.

"Ahh.. Yui-san," a familiar voice cooed. She hadn't even heard Kou enter before he had swiftly perched himself on the edge of the bed and cupped the girl's face in his dainty hands. Yui cringed but refused to put up a fight. "Why the long face?" he teased, his long fingernails trailing ever so gently down the crevices of her skin. "Oh, I know..." he said in a softer voice. She gazed into his haunting eyes and tried to speak, but no words would come out. Her crimson lips were trembling underneath his index finger, which laid on the plumpest part of her frown. "Let me make it all better. M Neko- Chan."

The encounter with Kou regrettably dragged on for what felt like hours. He teased her fragile skin with tiny pricks of his canines, skimming them daringly along the base of her neck. The skin was ravaged yet he somehow made a way to find his own 'clean' area, where he sunk his teeth down into her flesh and began feasting. The pain of his fangs stirring inside of her was nothing compared to what she had previously endured, however it disturbed her more than she would allow herself to believe. The feel of his lips, his hands hugging onto the curve of her hip, it somehow felt... nice. She cursed herself for feeling nice at such a time, especially with somebody who wasn't Azusa. But her lover was nowhere to be found. He didn't care enough to stay, Yui thought hopelessly as Kou feasted upon her. It was silly for her to believe a vampire could care for a human girl. Even a human girl turned vampire, who had permitted the sin of carrying the spawn of a monster inside of her womb.

The blond brother had left her to stir in her own sorrows, merely a puddle of a girl know bleeding once again on the victorian bed. All she had to look forward to now was, once again, which vampire would decide to come and ravage her body for their own sadistic needs. For the first time in a long time, she thought of her father. How disappointed he would be see her now, a mother without her baby. A piece of meat, only surviving long enough to quench the thirst of whoever wanted her. If she had any tears left to cry, she surely would. But there was no point in crying out for her father, for she had more important things to worry about. All she could do is worry at this point. And now the girl who had convinced herself that she too could survive in a monsterous world and be happy, was alone again without a comfort in the world.

The dream returned. Just as vivid and realistic as last time, Yui began to question whether or not it was reality. The red apple laid in the palm of her hands and she wished to bite into it. She lifted the fruit to her mouth and inhaled it's sweet smell, allowing it to absorb her into it's precious juices before she pressed her teeth to it's skin. This time, she could feel two teeth penetrating deeper than all the rest. Fangs. But for now, she couldn't care if she were a vampire or a human or anything in between. She bit into the apple with a loud crunch and closed her eyes, a smile creeping across her lips as she chewed. The fluids of the forbidden fruit ran down the front of her neck, down her naked body and consoled it. But suddenly, the sweetness was gone and turned to ash in her mouth. Hands were all over her body and despite how hard she tried, her eyes refused to open. "Azusa?" She breathed, panic trembling on her lip. "Ah..." the voice of her lover growled, "How... sweet" before clasping his mouth onto her flesh and tearing her apart.

Yui awoke abruptly to the sound of groaning above her and was relieved to see that it was Azusa. "Azusa-kun!" She chirped before thoughtlessly leaping up her laying position and throwing her arms around him. "Ah.. be at ease," he moaned. Between their embrace, Yui could feel a cold liquid pooling on her belly. She quickly pulled back and first stared down at her own bloody stomach in horror before looking up at Azusa properly, who she now realized was fully naked. His eyes were animalistic and to her horror, he was clutching a bloody in dagger in one hand. "Y-you cut me," she sputtered, "but w-why, Azusa?" Her fingers were trembling against the large slice across her belly. It was right along the previous scar of their 'love making' which she had tried so hard to forget. Only this cut appeared to be much larger, and deeper. Blood was seeping from it at an alarming rate and to her horror, her hand was already drenched in her own fluids. Azusa hushed her with a sadistic grin and pinned her legs between his thighs before leaning forward and pressing the blade to the skin of her breast, which he had already exposed. He had undressed her in her sleep and used her body for his own personal canvas. "Please don't!" The girl pleaded helplessly before receiving another slash across the top of her inflamed breast. She squealed out in pain, which Azusa seemed to enjoy. His chest was heaving in excitement and he once again sat up, towering above her in total domination. "So sweet..." he spewed before running the dagger slowly across his lower abdomen, where a burning sensation was raging. To Yui's despair, he had completely regressed back to his old ways. Where pain was his only pleasure.

The girl watched as her lover mutilated himself with the knife he had just used to scar her as well. She had never seen him cut himself so many times in one sitting. Blood spurted from his neck and he shivered in ecstacy, continuing to groan out as he left her pinned helplessly between his powerful legs. "What are you doing?" Yui cried beneath him. She littered with specks of his fluids. Though she tried to touch him in an attempt of reassurance, her body was frozen in fear. She thought that maybe if she were to hold him, he would somehow revert back to the person he was only hours previous. But then she realized that was a facade. This was the true Azusa. It only became more clear when he pressed the blade to her throat and proceeded to drink from her hungrily, keeping her locked in a frightening position of his liking.