"Toshi, why do you keep doing this to yourself?" asked a shaggy raven haired man. His tired eyes the only thing that you would make out from the man's hair. He wore a dark grey shirt with long black flannel pants as he stared at the blonde after he walked through the door. Toshinori looked up at the man before sighing and made his way over to the couch.
"Whatever do you mean my boy?" asked Toshinori with a small smile only for it to fade a little. It was hard for him to keep up emotions, how could he? When he couldn't truly feel anything in the first place? No, that was a lie, he had felt anger when that mugger… villain, whatever, had threatened Inko. That was the first time he had ever felt his own emotions in a long time.
"Don't 'my boy' me Toshinori. I'm close to your age for crying out loud!" shouted the man with a glare.
Toshinori gave him a small smile once again before leaning back on the couch with a soft sigh. His mind swirling with so many thoughts as he tried to process what it was that could happen in his life, or what had just happened. It was as if his thoughts were playing tug of war within him and it was a feeling that he couldn't stop.
Toshinori blinked his blue eyes as he saw Shouta leaning over the couch glaring down at him. "You saw her again didn't you?" He asked. When he got no answer, he sighed softly. "Toshi, you shouldn't do this. What if she finds out about you?"
"You were fine when you learned what I was." Toshinori retorted back.
"That was different. I was a child when you saved me after my parents were killed." The man grumbled.
"Still the same thing Shouta." Toshinori remarked.
Shouta sighed softly as he pulled himself back and ran his fingers through his hair. Trying to think on what he should say. Though it seemed that the man couldn't think on what he should say. At least for the time being, and Toshinori was grateful. He knew that Shouta meant well and everything, but he knew that he couldn't stay inside at all times of the day, or night for if he did he'd go rather insane. After all, he needed a different source other than what Shouta provided or else he would have killed the boy long ago.
"What happened to your hoodie?" asked Shouta with a frown.
"I was in a fight, he got a few hits in. Kinda upset about it, this was my favourite hoodie too." Toshinori said with a grin on his face, only to sigh and groan as he pressed the palms of his hands against his eyes.
"Toshi, you are horrible with keeping up with emotions." Remarked Shouta.
"I know, how can I even be close to human when I don't even remember what it is like to be one in the first place?" Groaned Toshinori.
Shouta sighed as he looked over at Toshinori, causing the blonde to look back with an eyebrow raised. "Yes?" He said, trying to figure out what it was that the man was trying to do. Shouta let out a sigh before he reached out and pried the blonde's mouth open, causing him to say "Uh wha?" He tried to pry Shouta's hands away, but the man was searching for something, and it was starting to irk Toshinori a little.
Without thinking, he shoved the man by pressing his hand against Shouta's chest. Shouta yelped in shock and surprise as he hit the ground and glared as he looked at the blonde. Toshinori's eyes glowed a deep crimson, his teeth growing out into a pair of sharp fangs.
"I knew it, you're starving yourself again Toshi! Why do you keep doing this?!" Shouted Shouta.
"I don't know alright?! I just don't know, it's something that I can't seem to figure out!" Toshinori shouted back, his eyes still glowing before he closed them, taking a few deep breaths hoping that he could calm down his anger. It was a rare thing for him to lose his temper as he isn't capable of feeling anything anymore in the first place. Yet, he just couldn't help but let out a frustrated sigh. "I don't know Shouta. I just know, from the moment I first saw her all those years ago I know that I had to know more about her."
"But she was a child back then Toshi." Shouta whispered softly.
"I know, and I know it should feel wrong doing this but I feel such a strong desire to protect her as well." Toshinori whispered softly. Reaching up, he grasped at his hoodie right over his heart where it once resided, beating in his chest with the life that he knew that he once had. Closing his eyes, he whispered "I'm hoping that maybe that she has an answer, but so far I've had no luck in figuring out what connection I have to her, or her to me."
"Which I don't think there is since you are what? A thousand years old?"
"No, I'm five hundred, give or take." Toshinori grumbled before he ran his fingers through his hair, only to wrap his arms around his stomach and groan a little.
"See, this is what I mean. You use up what strength you can give yourself by your consumption." Shouta pointed out before he made his way to a smaller secondary fridge that resided in the two bedroom apartment. Toshinori sighed as he knew that Shouta was right. Blood was the one thing that helped him withstand not just sunlight, but also to feed this strange power that he found himself possessing. He knew that it was a quirk, but what he didn't know was where it came from.
He just woke up, after he had turned and discovered its power by accident one day. It had to be a strength quirk, but what it was called he had no idea. Yet, a voice deep within him, one that would pop up now and again would speak to him. Though, he had trouble trying to hear it most of the time. The voice had so far, only been able to tell him the one thing that he had wanted to know when he awoken as a vampire.
'Yagi Toshinori'
A name. Just a name, and nothing more. Otherwise, it merely pointed him in the right direction of what he was, and how to use his quirk but otherwise, all he would hear would be soft and gentle whispers that he couldn't understand or hear properly.
Right now, that voice was telling him to protect Inko. Why that was, he didn't know but he felt like it was a voice from his human life. Another thing that he didn't remember, he had no idea who he was back then. All he knew was that he woke up in the middle of the forest, covered in blood, he wasn't sure if it was his, his enemies or a mixture of both. It had been dried and void of all scent, though then again he didn't know how he smelled as a human anyway.
"Here." Shouta whispered softly, holding out a bag of dark red liquid. Toshinori knew what it was, and knew that he hated where it came from. "It isn't much but it should give you a few hours in the daylight."
Toshinori looked up at the man as he wished that he would stop doing this. Shouta could only give so much blood in such a short amount of time. If he kept doing this, it would only hurt Shouta in the long run. "Shouta, you'll need to find a better way to feed me. You'll kill yourself if you keep this up." Toshinori whispered before accepting the blood bag and stared at it, as if it was the vilest thing on the planet.
Yet, in a way it was, and it wasn't.
This was the life's essence in all humans and animals. Anything that has a heartbeat, things that he craved, and yearned to have. Yet, he knew that he could never have this himself anymore. Opening his mouth, Toshinori felt his canines enlarging before he sank them into the blood packet and drank. He felt Shouta's memories flooding his mind as he saw the grown man fighting villains. Capturing them with his scarf and taking them to the police station before he spent some time with his boyfriend, Yamada Hizashi and of course, making his way home.
Though, if there was one thing that he didn't like about this besides it being Shouta's blood, it was that it wasn't as fresh as it should be. He preferred fresh, living blood as he bit into the flesh of human beings and tasted the hot sweet nectar of life that he craved and- 'No! Stop thinking like that! I want to be human… I… I want to be anything that people can look up too, to be a hero and not… not…'
A monster…
A vampire…
Sighing softly, the young man finished off the blood in the packet before tossing it in the trash and looked out the window. The sky was starting to lighten, and he knew that Shouta was going to be going to bed soon. The man would have another shift tomorrow night and knew that the man would need as much rest as he could.
Toshinori closed the curtains as he leaned back on the couch as he tried to think on something, anything to keep his mind off of everything that was going on. "I'm gonna go to bed, just try to behave Toshi." Shouta mumbled with a sigh.
"I'll try, I can't make promises." Toshinori said with a small smile before turning his attention to the TV and flipped a few channels. He thought that maybe if he watched some TV, it would distract him. Yet, he couldn't help but wonder, would Inko prefer his company? Even though he was nothing but a monster in the first place? Shaking his head, the young man knew that he shouldn't assume things. Yet, having lived like this for five hundred years, he couldn't help it. IT was how he had lived, Shouta, and Hizashi among one other was the only one that knew what he was.
"You gonna be okay?" asked Shouta.
"I'll be fine, maybe I'll walk around in the morning, and it'll give me something to do." Toshinori gave him a soft smile yet knew that it didn't reach his eyes. It was impossible for him to feel anything anyway. Ever since he woke up like this, he hadn't felt any true emotion in a long time. It had been, as if when he was turned, it wasn't just his heart that died, but his own emotions.
The only thing that he had ever felt before in his entire life, was anger, rage, thirst, desire and hunger. Other emotions that he'd feel while he was feeding would only become phantoms to him and he craved to feel it again. Yet, he couldn't stop himself from feeling such an emotion in the first place. His heart, he wondered if, should it have been beating in his chest again, would it respond to Inko in such a way if he thought it would have?
Shaking his head, the young appearing man, couldn't help but frown in confusion. Everything was rather confusing for him, his thoughts twisting and turning, going back and forth as he tried to think on what he should or could do. Maybe a nice walk would be in store for him after all. Though, he knew that he still had to be careful, even with Shouta's blood within his body, it only gave him so much time to withstand the sunlight, and he refused to test any theories of what would happen should he be out in the sunlight for far too long.
"I'll go in the afternoon." Grumbled Toshinori.
It was mid-afternoon, Toshinori sighed softly as he walked down the streets. Honestly, he wanted to leave earlier but given how much blood was in his system as it was, he wouldn't have as much time out and about in the sunlight, Shouta's blood only worked for so long with it not being so fresh and he couldn't stand taking more than needed.
Toshinori knew that if he took more that he could very well kill the boy by forcing him to give him more blood and the thought knew that it should worry him. Sighing softly, he looked up at the sky for a brief moment as he figured that, worry was another feeling that never really left him after all. Maybe he could still feel emotions but just not as strongly as before.
Shaking his head, the blonde just walked around. Looking at everyone as they walked by, living their lives. Some to the fullest, while others took it for granted.
Then again, no one knew that he even existed in the first place. Or, what he was for that matter, so they didn't know what they had was a gift. To live, to really truly live and all he can do was walk around during the day for such a short time that he thought that he couldn't live his life anymore.
Letting out a soft sigh, the young man lowered his gaze as he fell to the ground. Why did this have to happen in the first place? It just felt like everything was against him, has been the moment he woke up like this. The only time he had ever been asleep in all of his five hundred years of existing.
'It's better this way, they won't know about vampires and they can live a normal happy life… right?' he thought to himself, it was another thing that had bothered him. If he was once a living person, did he have family? Did he have decedents at all or was it that he never had a family when he was human? What did he even do in the first place? The only thing he knew, was that he could use a sword, his body remembering much of it for him but that was about it besides his name.
"Toshinori?" came a voice, causing Toshinori to turn his head and blink as he stared at Inko. She was wearing a green blouse and a black skirt with matching black stockings and heels. He knew that if he had blood in his veins that even moved, he'd feel it moving to his cheeks as he blushed. Though sadly that was a comfort that he didn't have anymore. "It is you! I didn't think you'd be out with how late it was last night!"
Toshinori looked away, feeling a little bashful… was this what being bashful felt like? Why did he feel this in the first place? Was it Inko that did this to him? Made him feel something again truly for the first time in so long? "I um… well, it's just that it was such a nice day out." He mumbled, not really sure if that would come around. The sun for the most part was hidden behind clouds so he would have a little more time out and about in the sun, but otherwise, it was a far cry from 'perfect' for humans.
"You think this is perfect?" Inko asked with a tilt of her head. Of course she would think that he was a weirdo for thinking such a thing, but what could he do in the first place? What could he say in the first place? It wasn't like that Inko would ever think that he was a normal man even though- "Yeah, I like the rain. I'm hoping that it rains on my way home." She giggled a little at that.
Toshinori just blinked at that. Sure, he doesn't mind a nice stroll in the rain, it kept him from burning up but to hear her enjoying such a thing as well? Toshinori had thought that it was a dream come true. At least, if he could dream in the first place.
"Toshinori? You okay? You're looking at me kinda funny." Inko said with a small blush, shifting her stance a little, causing Toshinori to know that she was starting to get a little uncomfortable with his staring. He gave her a small smile before letting out a soft chuckle.
He gave her a small smile before saying "I'm sorry Inko, I didn't mean to worry you like that." He chuckled a bit before running a hand over the back of his neck, only to feel the fabric of his hoodie. "By the way, how did you know it was me? I mean, I'm wearing this and-"
"You're the only man I've ever seen that is this tall, not to mention, I noticed the tears in the hoodie. Is that all you wear?" asked Inko with a smile.
Oh, right. He was wearing the same thing from last night and hadn't bothered to change at all. Yet, to know that Inko didn't forget him like he had told her too made him smile a little. "I'm kinda surprised you didn't take my advice to forget me."
"I couldn't, you saved my life. I wanted to repay you for your kindness and well… so far I've had no way to thank you yet." Inko said with a soft smile, a faint blush on her face as she gazed up at him. Toshinori couldn't help but give her a soft smile in return. How was it that she could make him feel so many emotions all at once and yet while he was separated from her that he would forget it all in a moment without notice? It was strange, yet he knew that he couldn't help but smile at her.
He chuckled a little before placing a hand on her shoulder. "You don't have to thank me at all. I only did what any other person would do." Toshinori pointed out before he chuckled a little more at Inko's reaction to his words. He just smiled a little more gently at her before adding "Really, anyone would have done it." At least, he was sure that would have been the case. Though, then again the only night hero he knew was Shouta, and he didn't work last night as he was waiting around the apartment for him last night.
"No, I want to thank you! Can you meet me tonight? After I'm done my shift?" She asked shyly.
Toshinori just blinked at her only to chuckle a little. What could it hurt right? What would it hurt to just walk with her at night? At least he wouldn't burn up but, he could also understand why Inko also wouldn't want to walk home alone right now after that attack. "Alright, where do you want me to meet you?" asked Toshinori.
"Here." She pulled out a pen and paper as she started to write down an address. Handing it to the tall blonde, the young woman just smiled up at him as she said "I'm done at ten."
"Alright, I'll see you then."
