Two watchmen stood guard by a tombstone, watching the mist roll by on a dark and damp night. Both looked at eachother boredly and returned to looking around the pitch black surroundings, a faint roll of thunder in the distance; looking towards the sky beyond the tree line, they took note of the flashes in the dark clouds rolling towards them, warning them of the storm rolling in.
"Damn, we're not even dressed for this." One of them piped up, gesturing to their sweat pants and jackets.
"Quit yer whining, we have to remain alert, remember?" The other snapped.
"How do we even know he's coming?" The first man asked, relaxing his stance and leaving the rifle to his side.
"You didn't see how much rage was in his eyes then." The second returned to scouting the darkness.
"Whatever, I'm going to take a leak." The first one left his rifle leaning on the nearby tombstone and left his post.
"Fucking slacker." The second mumbled to himself.
The first male walked to a secluded spot behind the tree, not too far from his fellow scouter, relaxing as he began to relieve himself. He would turn his head to his left and right from time to time, to see if anyone was watching. Little did he know of the murderous presence, watching him from the darkest shadows, the being gave a hungry growl, making itself known to the scouter. The male looked over his shoulder slowly, clearly intimidated by the sudden growl and dark aura that surrounded him, suffocating him with a malicious intent. The scouter saw nothing and promptly fixed his appearance, figuring it was just his imagination. The imagination runs wild in the darkness of night, he thought to himself.
Upon turning around, his blood froze in his veins, paling as he looked up to see a dark shadow loom over him. A set of red eyes shining and glaring down at him, he attempted to scream but a large hand quickly covered his mouth and gave enough force to pin him to the tree behind him, the being let out another low, animalistic growl, bearing teeth, canines sharp and elongated as it snarled at him. The shadowy being could hear his prey's heart, beating loud and quickly, a sign of fear. He could care less about intimidating the poor soul, he wanted to kill him, and so he did. Ripping into the tender neck of the defenseless man with bared fangs, tearing out the esophagus and feasting on the spilt blood.
Hearing a sort of struggling, the other scout followed the direction his companion left in. Hearing the footsteps, the shadowy being dropped the body and retreated to the darkness. Upon discovering the body of his companion, the last scouter remained on high alert, observing his surroundings in a blind panic. Turning around he, too, froze at the sight of the being in front of him, a tall male, maroon-colored hair, piercing red eyes, muscular body with tanned skin, blood ran down from his mouth to his neck, enhancing his murderous look.
"Where is he?" The being growled.
The scout fell on his ass, whimpering and mumbling incoherent sentences and words, annoying the male in front of him, earning a snarl and another growl.
"Where is Haizaki?!" The male gripped the scouts head and pinned it to the ground, earning a yelp of fear from the petrified male.
"He is taking him to the Adam's grave! That's all I know! I swear!" The being snarled and soon applied force to his grip, slowly crushing the males skull.
From a distance, the man known as Haizaki could hear the cries of one of his men.
"Damn, he already found us. No matter, as long as we have what he wants, he should be a good little boy. Right, Mr. Kuroko?" The male smirked as he pressed the gun further into the bluenette's neck, earning nothing but a grimace in response.
The tanned male dropped the body when it went limp, feeling the rage course in his veins, Haizaki took Kuroko away from him. He soon began to roar in fury, calling out his lovers name to the sky above, hoping for some sort of answer.
Kuroko turned, hearing the enraged roar and calling of his name, soon starting to squirm in the hold of his kidnapper.
"Kagami! Get off me! Taiga! Taiga, get away from here!" He screamed out, praying Kagami wouldn't be an idiot and follow.
Kagami heard his lover, a feeling of relief put him slightly at ease, his love was still alive! He had a chance to regain what was his! The maroon-haired male ran, using his cursed powers to seemingly glide past the trees and in between them, sharpening his hearing to listen for any sort of struggling, enhancing his sense of smell to pick up on Kuroko's faint vanilla scent. He lost his first love centuries in the past, he wasn't about to let it happen again! He heard it, Kuroko's voice, struggling against Haizaki! He made a hard left, his vision solely focused on the bastard that dared touch his lover.
He roared out the name of the kidnapper, before Haizaki could even turn his head, Kagami grabbed hold of the males hoodie and threw him on the ground, rolling with him.
"Kagami! You-!"
"Kuroko, run! Let me deal with him! Go, hide!" Kuroko didn't even argue, he turned away from the fighting males, only to run into another body guard and be grabbed.
"Get off me-!" Kuroko coughed, feeling something in his side, turning his widened blue eyes he saw the knife in his side.
"Kuroko!" He faintly heard, the bodyguard let him go and he fell limp to the ground, clutching the area he was stabbed and coughing up blood.
The bluenette watched as Kagami raged even further, killing and slaughtering Haizaki's men like they were nothing. His vision was slowly blurring and going black, he was dying, Kagami was still alive, that's all he could ask for though. He closed his eyes briefly, opening them once more when he felt arms wrap around him. Kagami was looking down at him, tears in his eyes.
"Kuroko, you have to stay with me! Please don't, you can't do this!"
"K-Kagami-kun-" Kuroko paused as he coughed up blood, the crimson liquid running from the corner of his mouth down the side of his cheek and jaw line.
Kagami could smell the iron substance all over his lover, he was in pain, dying, right in his arms!
"No, please Kuroko, Tetsuya you can't leave me! I can't go through this again, Tetsuya!" He watched as Kuroko closed his eyes, one last time before going limp in his arms. "No, no Kuroko!"
He began to ponder, he had to save Kuroko, he wasn't going to lose him. Not again, not this time! He came up with an idea, he set his lover down and hurriedly removed the jacket he was wearing, revealing the black t-shirt underneath.
"This has to work!" He thought to himself as he promptly bit into his wrist, allowing the forbidden blood to leak from the wound he created, holding it over his lovers opened mouth so he could drink.
"Come on Kuroko! Wake up, baby please!" Once he felt the latter had enough he pulled the limp body back into his arms.
Nothing. No response, the once pink and luscious lips have turned blue, the warmth he once had was gone, his body was cold, like death itself. Kagami couldn't hold it back, he let the tears escape as he held the body close, his love was gone. He failed to save his lover once more, he wasn't enough.
"Damn it. Damn it all!" He said in English.
He felt a breeze on his neck, the wind wasn't blowing. He pulled back to look down at his lover, he could hear a faint breathing, a small beating within the chest.
"Thump, thump, thump." His eyes widened when the beating became more clear and louder.
Kuroko took a deep inhale of air, slightly choking on it as he coughed, his hand gripping Kagami's arm. Kagami smiled, holding his love close once he finished coughing.
"Oh God Kuroko! I thought I lost you!" He began to repeat the smaller males name over and over as he showered Kuroko in kisses and 'I love you's.'
"Kagami-kun, you were stupid to follow us!" Kuroko said as he sat up, licking the blood he wiped off from his face and onto the backs of his hands, feeling suddenly hungry.
"I couldn't stand the thought of losing you. Not again." The last part he mumbled to himself as he embraced his lover, once again reunited in life and death.