Disclaimer: If I you still need to read this after five chapters then you have some serious issues. Not mine.
A/N: Sorry this one took me so long to update, like a week and a half, but I have a reallygood ecxuse. My wedding was on the 16th! (I'm a Mrs. now!) So, a couple days before and these past few days after have been dreadfully busy but I'm so happy it doesn't even matter. ;) New chapters for all my other fics are nearly complete but it'll be a few more days before I'm ready to post them. In the mean time please enjoy one and please- please review. Lots of story alerts and hardly any remarks makes me think I'm writing for nothing.
Also, thank you to Keiyou, my awesome sister/beta/maid of honor/sanity keeper, and Soji, my ever faithful reviewer.
There was a different kind of darkness flowing over Fai when next he woke. A thick fog that obscured all else and forced him to focus on the one thing... person, he sought. Kurogane, his light amid the void. It was only then that he realized that he'd been crawling, half conscious, towards that wonderful smell and the sound that set his nerves on fire, that, that...
"Thu-thump, thu-thump, thu-thump..."
Oh, how he wish he knew what it was, this feeling. It was a treacherous sort of need, forcing him to crave something he couldn't even begin to fathom.
Suddenly the entire world sharpened, covered by a yellow tint that made his eye burn and refocus but he didn't shy away from it like he had the other senses. With the yellow tint came some form of clarity, the fog lifting from his mind just long enough to settle completely on the ninja, ignoring the unmasked glimmer of dread to focus instead on the pulse point in his neck. That beautifully smooth swath of skin begging to be torn open...
'No!' The sane part of him that had been wishing for death mere moments before cried out. 'I can't...'
'Yes!' The other part of him argued as if it knew more than he did. 'He is ours for the taking!'
"Thu-thump, thu-thump..."
His throat felt so dry, so thirsty... and his stomach felt so... empty. This need for something, anything, was so strong it made him cringe in pain, a churning tension centered on the core of his being. 'Please...' he begged but for what he did not know.
"One more thing,... If you get back his stolen left eye Fai'smagical power will return too. With that the need for the vampire's blood will be negated."
"Thu-thump..."
He knew something important had just been said but couldn't find the will to figure out what it was. 'They talk to damn much!'The new part of him raged. Nothing mattered if he could find a way to sate this horrible burning need. Grabbing at Kurogane as his fingers twist and knot and tear through the fabric of his already bloody coat but it's not his own blood he seeks, he tries to pull himself up. 'No. Not my own.' He and the other voice croon together, understanding at once that they seek something much richer, hidden underneath the musky scent. 'Ours.' They agree and he notices only now that the other voice has become his own.
Panting with the effort, he can feel his body quaking and bowing under the strain but it's all worth it when he finally meets those unflinching red eyes to find the rare show of emotion usually hidden in their ruby depths. The actual open concern washing over him like cold water over the burn, bringing him back to himself. The smell of blood, so alluring a second ago now made him want to puke.
"Thu-..."
His will leaves him suddenly as his vision returns to normal and he wavers in the silence of the room. Everything feels like it's moving, almost as if they are on a boat and then he really does have to fight to keep the bile from rising in his throat. His arms give out and he collapses, eye closing of it's own accord. Someone, or perhaps more than one person, shouts his name over and over again until one of the twins speaks up. Or at least he thinks it's one of the twins.
"It's alright now, let him rest a bit. The change takes a lot out of the body and mind. He'll have to feed once he awakens."
Everything began to blur together after that but he vaguely remembered little Mokonahugging the uninjured side of his face and someone else putting a band of cloth around the other before the ever present nothingness consumed him once more- this time anchoring him in sleep as he imagines someone holding him tight, their warmth seeping into the cold places that started to form within him so many years ago.
A bit longer than the last few to make up for my delay. This is 'officially' the last chapter to follow the manga for a little while since I'd like to write some vampire nibbles before things get too much more angsty. Definitely a sequel coming for the infinity arc by the way. If I get enough readers maybe I'll do a Celes arc but at this rate I don't see it happening.