I AM SO FUCKING SORRY IT TOOK ME THIS LONG.
A lot of things happened in the last two months, involving finals and job searches and a little relocation. I'm now spending the next three months doing an internship in India, which isn't providing as much free time as I thought it would, but I knew if I didn't write some AoKaga I would go batshit insane. So I'm trying to get my writing groove back. :D
SO ENJOY MY LOVELIES. A moment y'all been waiting for ;D
Chapter 15: Give and Take
The pack of unopened briefs slapped Aomine square in the face.
"Sorry!" He heard Kagami hiss from the window, but the tone he said it in was anything but apologetic. Aomine tried to scowl but it wouldn't stay on his face. He was still giddy with happiness, for the simple reason that he was with Kagami. Sure, if they wanted to progress their relationship into further seriousness, there would be some kinks to iron out – like the fact that his father seemed emotionally allergic to werewolves – but right here, right now, none of it mattered.
As he pulled on the briefs, he thought about the absolutely strange situation he was in. It was the first time he'd had to borrow underwear.
"Please keep it," Kagami smirked when he came outside to meet Aomine as the vampire zipped up his pants and stuffed his unfortunately soiled undergarment down the first public trashcan he saw. There was no way he was carrying it with him. They started walking towards the gate. "Also it was my last unused pair so you're totally repaid now."
"I'm sorry but how do blowjobs equal underwear in terms of…well…anything?" Aomine casually pulled Kagami closer when they both paused by the entrance. The gate was closed this late into the night but Aomine generally scaled over it anyway. The spikes on top weren't all that difficult to avoid.
Kagami slipped a finger into Aomine's waistband to snap it. "Oh, sorry, I didn't know you preferred going commando. Should I take them back?"
Aomine hummed noncommittally against Kagami's lips, and he didn't really realise when they had started kissing again, but he didn't really want to stop. He was contemplating how far they would take it this time, his fingers combing through the soft fur of Kagami's tail as the werewolf shivered in pleasure when he heard it.
Before he could warn Kagami, he felt his vision tilt sideways and his stomach rise right before he was flung through the air. He felt metal scrape against his back as he was bodily thrown over the gate and onto the other side before crashing painfully against a tree.
He groaned, his head swimming. Kagami… He forced his eyes open, blinking to clear the water away. Somebody was stalking up to him, a gun in one hand and what looked like a dagger in the other. Aomine's mouth ran dry when he saw it was made of wood, but dropped open when he saw his attacker.
"It's nothing personal," Hanamiya grinned down at him, aiming the gun at his forehead. "Except, oh wait, it kind of is?"
Bang!
Kagami wasn't sure what was happening. One second he had Aomine's tongue in his mouth, and the next he was lying on his back, staring at the stars winking down at him and finding it hard to breathe because of the force with which he had been knocked down.
He winced, pulling himself up on his knees. Then he felt it, the breeze shift, and leapt away as soon as a figure with a flashing weapon landed where he had been moments before. He backed up, tail swishing agitatedly and ears twitching for the slightest sound as the man before him stood up to his full lanky height.
Kagami's eyes widened. He knew him. That silhouette, that height… "You!"
But the other werewolf was on him in a flash and Kagami raised his arms to block the attack. A sharp burning sensation flared up on his forearms as he stumbled back, biting back a cry.
Silver.
"You're from that time…at Aomine's house!" he growled, feeling his own claws extend as he crouched low in a defensive position. This werewolf is a vampire murderer…so why is he attacking me?! And speaking of vampires… "Where's Aomine?!"
The other werewolf didn't say anything, golden eyes bright in the light of the near-full moon.
Last time, they had been dull, emotionless. This time something was different.
Black hair framed his handsome features, and white teeth flashed as he smiled cruelly. It looked strange of his face, like someone else was pulling his lips. It looked more than a little crazy.
Something tugged in Kagami's memory. He knew this man…this face…years ago… He shook his head. Now was not the time for ruminating. Given the way the other man was moving, an attack could come at any second.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Kagami asked, his eyes warily trained on the silver dagger. It was exactly like his wooden one, the replica of which the same man had used against the vampires. So there was one for werewolf killing too? "What's that dagger? Where did you get it? And the wooden one too!"
"So…many…questions…" The words were soft, spoken through the disturbing smile. "But I'm afraid you're going to have to die remaining curious, Kagami Taiga."
"Die?" Kagami swallowed. He was good in a fight, but this man seemed experienced. His eyes flitted around. He could yell for help- "Ack!" he coughed, feeling his throat tighten. The werewolf had his arm held out, clutching it in the air as if he were physically choking Kagami even though there were a good few feet between them. A werewolf…who knows sorcery?!
Black spots began dancing in Kagami's vision as his oxygen dwindled. The man came closer, and Kagami still tried to swipe at him. He dodged easily enough, grabbing Kagami by the hair and placing the tip of the dagger against his beating heart. Kagami made a mope to dig his claws into the werewolf's back, but more invisible bonds pulled his arms behind him and pinned them there.
Fuck…fuck fuck fuck…
He leaned forward, breath soft against Kagami's cheek. "You see, I am a lot more powerful than I was a few weeks back. Could hardly control my movements then. Of course, the more pureblood the body, the better it is…" He levelled Kagami with a golden stare.
Kagami winced as he felt the tip of the dagger pierce through his shirt and nick his skin. His vision had begun to cloud, his eyes were watering. Air…need…air…
"Maybe I shouldn't kill you…but your soul is so valuable…oh, all the spells I could do with that bright hot power…"
Kagami began slipping out of consciousness. Is this it…? So I won't see him again…
Something burned against his chest, and it wasn't the knife. Pain shot through him, white hot, and he screamed, but…
He screamed. He breathed. Oxygen flowing back in his lungs like life itself.
His attacker stumbled back, hands on his eyes like he had been blinded.
Kagami took in large gulps of air, still feeling lightheaded. The werewolf had a strong grip on his dagger but the…whatever had just happened…seemed to have really hit him. He groaned in pain, and muttered in some language that Kagami didn't understand.
The wind picked up as the shadows around him lengthened, curling around him. He looked up and his golden eyes were bloodshot, a trickle of blood running down his nose. "I'll be back, Taiga. And next time, I will not hesitate to skewer you."
And then he was gone.
Kagami collapsed on his knees, holding back a sob. His chest burned, and when he looked down, he saw that the wound on his arm and the small wound on his chest were still bleeding. But more so, the ring that was always around his neck was hot against his skin.
He touched it feebly. It was cooling down fast, but there was no doubt that it had just saved him.
"Tatsuya…who else could it be…" Kagami mumbled. His head had started hurting again, and there were memories…fluttering in the corners of his mind, within reach… As if some dusty corner of his brain has been blown clean along with the ring's counterattack.
But then his head perked up, his nose twitching.
Blood.
He knew that blood.
"No…" he whispered, and took off straight away in the direction it came from.
Aomine!
Aomine tried to dodge the bullet but it nicked his ear. He scowled, scrambling to his feet. It was a silver bullet, and didn't do any real damage. He could already feel himself healing up.
He reached for his sword and paused when he didn't feel it. It must have dropped when he was flung around.
"You really think I was stupid enough to fight you when you had that sword of yours?" Hanamiya scoffed, and without warning shot at him again.
"Shit!" Aomine winced when the bullet grazed his arm. This guy isn't kidding! "Her name is Mai-chan!" he snapped, backing off. He needed a strategy, or at least a better way to dodge the fucking bullets. "What the fuck are you doing? You're gonna be seriously dead after this, Hanamiya! Cut this shit out!"
"I'm going to be dead?" he snarled, and when he fired rapidly this time Aomine successfully avoided three bullets only to get one in the shoulder. "I'm sorry, but who's the one bleeding?!"
I have to get close to him… Aomine dropped low and launched himself at Hanamiya, tackling him to the ground. The other vampire wasn't expecting such a bold move, and shoved the barrel of his gun against Aomine's throat. Aomine managed to push the gun out of the way before the shot fired, landing a hard knee in Hanamiya's stomach.
Hanamiya gagged, and Aomine took the momentary distraction to kick the wooden dagger out of his hand and send it skidding away. Aomine wrestled with the gun, punching the other vampire in the nose and throwing the firearm away as well. He gripped Hanamiya's head and smashed it once, twice on the ground until Hanamiya went limp under him.
"Fuck, man," Aomine stood up, straightening his shirt and grimacing at the bloodstains. He turned around, reaching in his pocket for his cell phone. Gotta tell Father about this mess… And check up on Kagami too…
He was too engrossed to notice Hanamiya's eyes open to reveal golden irises, raising a hand towards the fallen dagger a few metres away.
It was too late for Aomine to dodge when the wooden dagger flew straight at him, stabbing him right in the chest, right in his vampire heart.
He physically felt his protective seal shatter. There was a delicate cracking sound, like a thin sheet of glass breaking.
Pain blossomed in his chest, and he was almost numb to it, feeling warm blood soak his chest.
Something else shattered too, in his mind. Some different sort of barrier, a mental one, almost like it was linked to his seal.
But…oh…he was falling…strange…he…couldn't…feel…
Kagami…?
Kagami found him bleeding out on the ground.
There was no dagger in his chest, but there was a hole, deep red, too red, too much red everywhere.
His eyes were closed, his face pale, and Kagami was dying inside.
"Aomine, please, Aomine!" he yelled, slapping the vampire's face, shaking him. He bent down to lick he wound, heal it like he did last time, but there was too much blood. Tears streamed down his face as he screamed. "You fucker! Aomine, you piece of shit! If you die I'm fucking killing you…I'm…" he rested his head on Aomine's chest.
He needed to move. Perform CPR. Get help. Do something. But he was frozen in pain and panic and-
Memories.
Without thinking, he slit his own wrist with a nail and pressed the gash to Aomine's lips.
Werewolf blood is poisonous to vampires.
He lifted it and sucked the blood out of his own wound, bending down and kissing Aomine deeply, passing the blood, forcing it down the other's throat.
It'll kill him.
Kagami did it again. And again.
It'll-
Then Aomine started kissing back.
Kagami gasped as he was pushed down forcefully, a hand curling into his hair and forcing his head back to bear his neck. Aomine loomed over him, the moonlight glinting off his extended fangs and bloodied lips. His tongue swiped at the blood on his teeth. His eyes were hazy, blown wide, no thoughts behind them.
Just pure thirst. Lust. Desire.
Kagami knew he was close to rabid. He was running on base instincts alone, all energy diverted to keeping him alive only. Once he started drinking, maybe he wouldn't stop until Kagami had been sucked dry.
But he was still waiting, almost as if…asking for permission.
Kagami's heart throbbed. He remembered.
"I'm sorry…" Aomine was saying. There was blood…and pain…but he was okay. They were both okay.
He sighed softly, and smiled. He gently placed his hand on the back of Aomine's head, and pushed him towards the nape of his neck.
There was pain when Aomine's fangs pierced through his skin, but a warmth curled up inside him immediately after. A sweet buzz formed in his head and tingled across his skin, and his mouth dropped open in a soundless moan.
For the second time in a short while, he felt his consciousness slip, this time from loss of blood rather than oxygen.
But it was okay.
I'd do anything for you. So you have my permission. Take it.
Take all of me.
A bit short but hopefully next update will be fast now that I'm back into it XD Comment and let me know your thoughts ;D
