I don't own Hika nor Kao.

Sorry if it seems like the action builds too fast in this chapter. It's sort of just carrying on from the last (cos that's what chapters do…-_-) U know what I mean.

I survived the MILK FIC! Cos seriously guise…it's not that bad xD

Try to enjoy. And read some frerard cos frerard is awesome.

Tora xxx

No. F*cking. Way.

There was no way I was going to do that for him – to him.

And I wasn't afraid to tell him that either. I pushed him back from me and he stumbled slightly from the force.

'No. No way in Hell am I making you like me Hikaru, so you can just forget it.'

Then of course, he had to go and do it. A small tear rolled down his already tear stained cheeks. I broke my heart to see him cry it really did.

'But…why not, Kao Kao?'

'Don't "Kao Kao" me! I'm angry at you for even asking! For even thinking about asking!'

He didn't reply. His eyebrows furrowed and he bit his lip, staring at the ground. When he looked up…if looks could kill. His jaw set tight, he turned away from me and went over to the kitchen cupboards, searching frantically through them all.

'What are you doing?' No reply. 'Answer me Hikaru!'

Then I saw it. He pulled a large carving knife from one of the draws and held it in front of his stomach.

'Don't you dare!' I couldn't believe what he was about to do! Even he wouldn't be so stupid as to do that, would he?

'If I do it…then you'll have no choice. You'll have to make me like you. To save my life.'

'Hikaru! It doesn't work like that! I have no deadly nightshade nor a sacrifice. You would just die!'

'But…then you could eat my heart…and get your humanity back right?' His face…it brought tears to my eyes.

'Don't even say that. I would rather kill myself right here, right now than have to watch you die. Especially for me. How foolish Hikaru!'

'Kaoru…? Can you call me Hika again…When you say Hikaru it makes me feel like you're angry at me…' So innocent…like a child…

'Hika…I am angry at you. For ever thinking I could bear to live without you.' I stepped forward a step and his eyes widened, moving the knife in his shaking hand a little closer to his stomach. My own eyes widened in return.

'Tell me you love me.' He squeezed his eyelids shut and bit his lip tightly.

'I love you Hika. I love you. I love you. I love you.'

'Tell me how much.'

'I've been around a long time. I've been with many many people. But until meeting you, I'd never felt love.'

His hand stopped shaking and his eyes opened. With an inward sigh of relief I stepped forward, freezing automatically as the grip of his hand on the knife tightened and he plunged it into himself.

He screamed in pain and I rushed to his side. I couldn't see properly from the tears stinging my eyes. I reached round him and felt his stomach for the handle of the knife. But I felt nothing.

'My leg…Kaoru, my leg!' Sure enough the carving knife was protruding from his right thigh.

'Alright…alright baby, give me a second…' I moved round in from of him, kneeling down, my head in line with his crotch. Staring at the knife I noticed it was in very deep. It would hurt him to have it removed and he would lose a lot of blood, even more than he was already losing. But of course it couldn't stay there. And the nearest hospital was quite a walk away, too much for his leg to take in the state it was in. So I had to remove it myself.

And the response I got was blood curdling. In my time I have heard so many people scream in agony but when you hear your lover shriek like that, it sends chills to your bones.

I ignored the drop of red running down my cheek as I moved my mouth to his, feeling him bite down on my bottom lip to ease his tears. I didn't mind him doing so, but it did briefly feel like he was tearing it to shreds.

Pulling away I whispered to him soothing words. Then moving down to the pouring wound in his leg and ripping away the fabric around it.

His blood flood into my mouth as I ran my tongue along the laceration, spiting into the wound and allowing the natural clotting aid in my saliva to help heal his wound. Ripping a section of fabric from my shirt I tied it tightly around his leg.

He had calmed down slightly and the last of tears were slowing to a halt as they fell from his eyes.

'Kaoru…?'

I looked up into his shining amber eyes, red round the edges from the crying.

'Mhm?'

'What does my blood taste like?'

I didn't really quite know how to respond. I placed my hand on his hip, moving it slowly up and playing with the hem of his shirt, chewing my lip.

'What's your favourite flavour ever?'

'Why, Kaoru of course.'

'I said favourite food, love.' I couldn't help but smile though.

'Exactly. Kaoru is my favourite everything.' This had me grinning. Even through what just happened he was still so adorable.

'Ok then. Well, imagine me then. Then times it by ten. That's what your blood tastes like.'

'I must be very tasty then.' He smiled lightly at me and I winked at him before getting an idea.

'Do you want to try?' Fully aware of the blood still staining my lips I rammed my mouth into Hikaru's, entwining us in a moment of passion.

My hand ran up his shirt, my nails then dragging down his chest and stomach letting small beads of scarlet appear.

'Alright…' I pulled away from him, much to his disappointment, and caressed his cheek with my fingertips. 'It's gotten dark. We should probably get going. Knowing the way Alek works, he wasn't planning on actually coming to kill me until tomorrow afternoon at earliest. We should we able to sleep now and leave early tomorrow morning.'

'Okay. Sounds good.' He bit his lip and looked past me at the piece of letter paper and pencil that had gone unnoticed on the kitchen table.

'Let's go then, love.' Stepping over the body of the woman in the middle of the floor and the carving knife I had dropped post removal from Hikaru's leg.

As I walked I caught my lover in the corner of my eye, snatch the paper and pencil from the table and shove both into the pocket of his torn trousers.

I chose to ignore it and we both made our way out of the house. The streets were being emptied now and a darkness was forming in the sky.

Settling in a nearby alleyway, Hikaru rested his head in my lap and we both closed our eyes. I would have asked him about the pencil and paper but after the day's drama I was far too tired. Completely certain I would fall so deep in a sleep that ear piercing screams couldn't wake me up, I began to drift off. Stroking my lover's cheek in a repetitive and soothing motion, sitting in torn and bloody clothes.

Looks like our quest for a wash place was pointless.

Like penguins. Sorry if it weren't that good. Took me a while to write this so I hope its not toooooo terrible.

Ya know what? Thanks you guys. All that read this story. All that read my other stories. Thanks for sticking by my so long. Hard to believe myself xD

Alright so….songspiration…nah got none. XD

R&R :D

Tora xxx