Eren could smell the blood from the other side of the door. He knew exactly whose blood it was; it was the only blood he's ever tasted. The fact that he could smell it from his position was worrisome. What was going on?

The door opened and the stench was unbearable. He shook in his chains, fangs already bared and eyes a deep crimson. "Ri…vaile…" He groaned out as he saw the very strange-looking corporal.

The older male walked with a limp, and he looked to be in pain. Eren wished with all of his might that he could go over and somehow remove all of the pain. He had only feed twice from this man, but he was already feeling this unbearable bond. Perhaps the exclusivity of drinking just one human's blood was causing this complex.

"Hey there shitty brat." The corporal began, getting close to the vampire but resting on his knees. It was too painful to sit on his bottom. Although the other's eyes were red, they shined with concern. It made the other bite his lip. He truly got himself into a mess by letting the vampire feed off of him.

"W-what happened? I can…s-smell your pain…" Eren struggled against the silver chains that were embedded into his skin. He wanted to reach out and comfort the other, but it was futile no matter how many times he tried.

Vampires were known to have incredible speed, strength, and their senses were heightened a hundred times, perhaps even more. To combat this, 3D maneuver gear was invented to match their speeds a little and silver blades to strike down even the strongest of enemies. It was extremely difficult to catch one, but Eren was a lost lamb. He didn't know how to fight and was captured by the humans. The one weakness to these creatures, silver, have also helped as well.

"Don't worry about me kid." Rivaille leaned forward to ruffle the chocolate locks. "Hah…" He let out a strained laugh. His throat ached form all of the previous screaming. "I'm comforting a vampire…what kind of low have I sunk to?" His hand remained on the other's head, resting there comfortable.

"R-rivaille?" Eren asked curiously, his eyes wide with concern. The man only shook his head as he glances towards the door.

"I'll let you have one last meal." He said, reaching to undo his shirt. It was more scarred than previously, but not with Eren's bite marks. That made the vampire shake with anger.

"Rivaille!" His voice was bordering inhuman. It was dark and throaty, almost beast like. Wow…he's worried about me. "Who did that to you!?"

Silence answered the boy before the corporal's hands pushed the other's mouth against his neck. "Shut up and drink. It won't be long before they come and get me." He took a deep breath, feeling the fangs pierce his skin. Ah…this is nice… His eyes glanced up at the ceiling as footsteps approached.

Eren quickly grasped what was going on and drank quicker. But something else was bugging him. If they took him away, Rivaille would…no. That couldn't happen. This man saved him…offered his blood to him…the only blood he'll ever crave…the only blood he'd ever need.

"There are two ways to turn." Eren murmured against the other's pale neck. Rivaille stiffened.

"Huh?"

"One is…" He spoke between bites. Rivaille didn't notice the blade that the vampire swiped out of his pocket. "By the serum…my father created." He spoke, licking up the wounds as he went.

"What are you getting at?" Rivaille asked, a bit annoyed.

"The second." There were no more bites. "Is by drinking the blood of a turned one." The corporal barely had time to react as a bloodied arm was pushed to his mouth, filling it with crimson liquid. It throbbed in his mouth. What…Eren reached his leg forward as far as it could, kneeing the older male in the crotch. Rivaille gasped, swallowing the vampire's blood in the process.

The wooden door slammed open and soldiers burst into the room. They separated the corporal from Eren, shackling him and taking him away. Rivaille only stared at the other, blood smeared off of his face and lips. Eren smiled back.

Rivaille's body throbbed the entire trip up the stairs and into the sunlight. Ah, fuck…the sunlight burns…It felt like his body was filling with this…incredible heat. It was a sensation he never experienced before.

It seemed as if the higher ups already made their decision. As they neared the guillotine, he saw Hanji, tearing behind her glasses. Irwin was teary as well, but in a more perverse and twisted away. He didn't look the man in the eye.

The soldiers who were carrying him brought him to the platform, tying him down the the wooden structure. Commander Irwin came forward to the platform and listed off the crimes he was charged with. But he couldn't hear it. He couldn't hear anything he was saying, nor anything that was said in the audience watching him about to be executed. All he could hear was the throbbing in his veins.

The pain seared through him. He screamed, his voice piercing the sky. It burned, like a raging fire. It swallowed everything; his life, his past, his humanity. It was all disappearing as if he hadn't existed. Irwin quickly commanded that the blade be dropped, and it did.

It's moving so fucking slow.

Rivaille's eyes shot open, shining crimson red. His body was still on fire, but the power was already handed down to him. He broke the weak metal chains that bound him, breaking free from the structure. By the time the blade reached the bottom, the newly transformed vampire had already raced to the dungeon, freed Eren's chained, and escaped the town with him.

Everyone's eyes went wide. Some say they saw bright red eyes right before the blade crashed down. Most saw nothing. Some felt a breeze as they escaped to freedom.

Hanji blinked, eyes wide. She reached down to her neck, feeling a small imprint of blood painted there. She pulled out a small mirror, noticing they were formed in the shape of a kiss. Tears welled in her eyes and rolled over as she looked out into the sky.

"You idiotic clean-freak…you left a mess…"