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Hey, I extended the chapter, is not much longer really.
Second Night
Tyki and Kanda were going from one bar or club to another, Tyki's idea of hunters' searching.
Kanda was tried, pissed and thirsty, it had been a bad, bad idea to skip dinner tonight, he realized.
Soon they went in another place. It was rather lonely and dusty. There were three guys betting in poker in the middle of the place. To Tyki it seemed that the little one with evil aura was winning. Damn it! He wanted to play too! But he had to work. He could strip naked anyone later on. Kanda couldn't care less. There was another man sobbing at the bar, holding what appeared to be a wedding ring case. He was drunk as a lord and shouting random things at the bartender who just pretended to listen, answering "Yes, Hans it's OK" to everything the unfortunate guy said.
-Hey Kanda! We should take a rest, what do you think? – Said Tyki with an unmistakable begging expression. Not that he was tried… he was lazy.
-Hmph. – Kanda replied like he usually did.
-Good! – Tyki said, more to himself. Now he was taking a seat in the bar, asking the bartender to serve him a whiskey. After a while, Kanda followed him and sat next to him.
-Do you want anything, sweetie? – The bartender asked him. She was an old, short lady with curly, artificial blond hair and grayish eyes. Kanda denied the offer whit his head.
-Are you sure sweetie? Tonight almost everything´s on the house. - She insisted.
-No thanks – Kanda replied. That woman was pissing him more than he already was, mostly because of the fact that she didn´t stop calling him "sweetie".
After twenty minutes, a couple of cheap wine shots and Kanda being eaten alive by boredom, they both leaved the bar, not without Tyki leaving a tip for the friendly bartender, and resumed the hunter-hunting.
When they arrived to their next stop, only Tyki was able to get in. Not because Kanda looked underage, but because of his sharp senses, the music inside was torturing his ears. Even from outside the loud music gave him a headache. Tyki´s senses were pretty good too, but his abilities allowed him to choose if the sound waves of the music were able to reach his eardrums.
Kanda stayed outside.
Few minutes after Tyki went in, a big man about 2 meters tall appeared before Kanda. He was mostly covered with shadows from the alley he appeared from, but Kanda distinguished that he was wearing a coat with no shirt under it and also was biting a little lollipop.
- What the hell are you doing here, sweet tooth?- Kanda asked. His voice sounded cold and irritated.
- It´s Skinn Bolic, Kanda. - He said rather angry. The immense vampire hated to be called "sweet tooth".
- Whatever, why are you here? You're supposed to be in America. - Kanda repeated the question.
-Got lost. – Skinn answered, as if being lost in a whole different place from the one he was supposed to be was an every day thing.
"He´s an idiot", Kanda thought. It wasn't the first time he heard that response from that empty headed sweet tooth. He was about to suggest him to return to the ark when the smell of blood filled his nose.
Skinn got closer to Kanda so the light of the now empty street showed him completely. Kanda then saw the source of the strong smell. The other vampire was bathedin blood. Not his own, but still, the reddish liquid fell down to the floor with every single step he took, leaving tracks of the direction of the sweet-tooth.
- What the hell did you do!- The ponytail vampire asked, shock and horror being highly evident in his voice.
- I just had dinner. There were a bunch of humans crowding in the past alley. - Skinn responded. Then he spitted out the stick of the lollipop. He took another one form the outside pocket of his coat and put it in his mouth to munch it.
- At least you killed them all, right? – He controlled his voice the best he could. Kanda hoped that Skinn had the common sense of killing them all, leave witnesses was strictly forbidden; witnesses were an omen that a priest or hunter would be appearing soon. Not every vampire could defend themselves from one, even less, defeat one. It was a way of protecting each other as a race.
- Two of them escaped, but the wounds won't let them live enough. – The immense vampire said carelessly.
-You stupid sweet tooth, you know is forbidden to leave any kind of trace behind!- Kanda exploded.
- Shut up!- Skinn screamed, at the time he grabbed him from the neck. Skinn slammed him into a wall of the bar, and slammed him again, and again, and again. Kanda didn´t have the strength to fight back. Damn it! If he had just drank a little bit of blood before going out. The sweet-tooth continued to slam him against the wall until a big hammer hit the full-of-sugar-head and send him flying to the other side of the street. Kanda fell to the cold floor and made an effort to stand up, which ended halfway, as he only could get to support himself on his forearm.
-Hi Ban: Gouka Kaijin. - Said that, a fire snake thing arose from the hammer and hit Skinn, who didn´t have time to get up from the previous attack and was swallowed by the fire vortex, disappearing in the ashes.
Kanda knew it in that instant. The hunter he had to kill was that eye patched redhead.
When the hunter saw him, his eyes, (well, eye, since the other one was covered by a patch) scanned him head to toes with a serious expression, almost cold. "Shit, he knows I´m one too", Kanda thought the worst, but the fire that ate his fellow night creature never came. Instead…
-STRIKE!- The hunter´s eye became a heart. The only thing Kanda could think at the moment was "What the f***"
-Did that freak hurt you, lady? - The redhead asked Kanda while helping him sit down. The hunter still had a heart instead of an eye.
-Lady? - Kanda questioned, certainly vexed.
-Eh, you´re a dude? - The redhead said surprised. His eye went to normal and blush appeared in his face.
-Why the fuck does everyone mistakes me for a woman? - He asked, more to himself than to the hunter. - Yes, I'm a GUY! - Kanda said in an annoyed tone while he rubbed his head due to the hits he received against the concrete.
-Oh, sorry… - The redhead hunter blushed heavily - …anyway, are you oka… dammit, he bitted you!- the redhead pointed to his neck, stupid worried expression included. Kanda put his free hand in his collar, eyes widening the moment he felt the warm liquid in his fingers. But it wasn´t a bite; they were marks from Skinn's nails digging into his skin. Perfect! Now he just had to play along until he found an opportunity to kill the hunter and suck him dry.
- What? Bit me?- He said stunned. Barely audible, as if he wasn't able to believe it. The hand he still held at his neck was now shaking, pressing further against the injury caused by Skinn's nails. - What was that thing!- The blue head faked again.
- A vampire. It may sound weird, but they exist. My job is to eradicate them. I'm a hunter, my name is Lavi - the hunter said, smiling at the end while he kneeled beside him.
- That… has to be… fucking impossible. - Kanda said, too shocked and loosing strength in his voice. Yu wasn't bad acting; acting was after all one of the most powerful hiding techniques of his race.
- We should go inside. You´re bleeding too much! By the way, what´s your name?- The redhead asked sweetly.
-Kan… da. – And so, the undercover vampire passed out for real. He was more than exhausted, but in the end he was close to successfully end this mission.
- No wait! Don't faint now, Kanda! HELP!
Lavi held the Japanese by the shoulders to stop him from hitting the floor. There was no one near to help them out and it was dangerous to have someone bleeding so bad in somewhere a vampire had just appeared.
He needed to do something fast.
Lavi carried the unconscious man on his back and ran as fast as he could. They needed to get to a safer place first.
Tyki went out the bar, hopping to see an annoyed Kanda by the entrance. When he didn't saw the bitter Asian boy he looked around and his eyes ended up locked on a big strain of fresh blood -Kanda's blood, he could tell by the smell of it- in the wall, plus the faint smell of burnt flesh. – Ka… Kanda?- No response. He tried again, a bit louder this time. - Kanda? – Again, there was no response. Shit. The Portuguese man got worried. How would he explain to the Earl? Kanda was a special member of the clan, he couldn't have been killed.
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