Indiscriminate Happenings
Fandom: xxxHoLiC
Characters/Pairing: Doumeki, Watanuki, Kurogane, Fai, Rikuou, Kazahaya
Prompt:11:9- Bait
Rating: T
Chapter Genre: Humour
Summary: Requested by myself; It probably wasn't the smartest idea in the world to bait a being that was more than able to pick him to pieces with a single finger in no time, but he couldn't quite help himself; the man was simply too cute when he blushed.
I

Night had fallen, taking the place of the daylight and shrouding everything in sight in shadow, chased away only by the street lamps placed equal distances from each other along the road. Two men walked side by side, the pools of yellow light briefly illuminating their faces as they made their way, the taller ones red eyes carefully combing the alleys and dark areas around them for any sign of movement and the smaller stoically keeping his forward.

A noise up a head had both looking in that direction, tensing with anticipation. Kurogane unsheathed his sword, holding it out and at the ready, and Shizuka readied an arrow, both focusing on the entirety of their surroundings. The noise came again, a shuffle of feet against concrete, light and barely touching.

"Vampire?" Shizuka speculated calmly, feet a shoulder width apart and knees bent to enable better mobility, notching the arrow and keeping it pointed downward. Kurogane grunted his affirmation to the suggestion; no other species was so light of foot. A deep growl rose in the taller mans throat, rumbling in his chest and pervading the air around them. Shizuka hummed, noting the subtle changes in Kurogane's face and body; the seams on his shirt and pants were beginning to tear and black fur sprouted over his skin.

"If it is, we'll soon take care of it," the older man snarled, quickly sheathing his sword and handing it over to the archer, snout elongating, pointy ears poking out of his head, and a shaggy tail sprouting.

The shuffling turned into a thump and a crash, followed closely by a harsh yelp and a thin form staggered out, pausing in the middle of the road, snatching a gun from its holster on his thigh, pointing it at the mouth of the alley, shuffling back. One eye glowed a bright gold, the pupil constricted in a thin slit, stating his lineage loud and clear to those that knew what to look for.

Considering the war that was taking place within the boundaries of the city, everyone knew.

The man hissed, the gun trained on the werewolf and the priest, his fangs sliding over his lips and bared in a twisted snarl, matching the one on Kurogane's mouth. The weapon was knocked out of his hands by another wolf, powerful jaws snapping and the loud voice howling for reinforcements. The vampire yelped as he fell, nearly crushed under the weight of an over-sized dog; Shizuka knew well of the pain he was going through.

"Stupid mutt! Get the fuck off of me!"

Kurogane bounded forward on all fours, muscles taut and ready for the attack, then paused, nose raised to sniff the air. Red eyes narrowed and the large body hankered down further, tail brushing along the ground and stirring up a small cloud of dust.

Shizuka had never seen Kurogane look so blood thirsty, and considering his occupation, that was saying a lot.

"God dammit!" The first wolf was tossed off, thrown into the wall and sliding down in his human form, head lolling from unconsciousness and his body unable to keep up the strain of the change. The gun was snatched back up immediately and a bullet was delivered to the gray and black canine, leaving the red feathered top of a tranquilizer dart sticking out of the skin. Shizuka could hear the distant howls from other wolves, seeking to answer the first cry. "Fai, where the hell are you?!"

A second after the yell Kurogane was off again, paws thumping on the ground as he ran, unheeding of the firearm pointed in his direction. He was knocked off course by another vampire before he could make it, this one a full blood, both eyes luminescent in the black of the night, his long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail at the nape of his neck.

"What the hell took you so long?" the darker haired vampire demanded, firing one shot at the struggling canine to knock him out, then, unexpectedly and without warning, shot Shizuka. The archers face never wavered as he fell, first to his knees then on his back. His vision clouded and the last sight he saw before he passed out was the smaller vampire, dark hair framing his too pale face as he stared.
II

"When do you suppose they'll wake?" Kimihiro asked, legs resting over the arm of his chair and his feet dangling, swinging back and forth. Fai chuckled, idly sharpening his knives as he glanced back, uncaring of the fact that he could cut himself open at any time.

"If you're so worried about them, then why don't you go check on them, hm?" The blonde, motion to the door that led into the prisoners quarters, blue eyes shifting over to the other occupant of the room. The fair brunette huffed, crossing his legs and arms, pouting.

"Personally I don't see why that asshole had to come back again," Kazahaya groused, clenching his teeth and glaring at the door. "This is the fifth time we've captured him!"

"And it'll be the fifth time we let him go if Kakei has his way again," Kimihiro murmured, blindly reaching over to the table located two feet from his perch and twisting the cap of his contact case off, gently fishing the lens from his eye and placing it in the solution, then repeating the action. Kazahaya poked out his tongue and Fai laughed again, dragging his fingertip along the newly sharpened blade, blood welling from the slice and dripping down his hand and wrist. The cut healed but the evidence remained and Kazahaya threw a clean rag at the foreign vampire, rolling his eyes.

"Just making sure," Fai whispered with a grin, tapping his toes against the ground. "They're awake, by the way. Or at least the human is."

Kimihiro grumbled, slipping out of his comfortable nook and trudging sourly to the door. "I guess it's up to me to take care of this one then."

"Right you are," Fai hummed, smiling. Kazahaya huffed in time with Kimihiro, both of them pulling faces.

"Let's get this over with."
III

Shizuka blinked, the grogginess from the drugs not yet cleared from his mind. He vaguely wondered how long he had been out, silently surveying the room he seemed to be locked in. He was on a bed, untied and free for the most part, resting snug in the sheets. He noted two other beds, one holding Kurogane, unharmed other than he small red dot from the dart, and another wolf he had never met before, a nasty bruise forming from the collision of his head and the wall, but Shizuka admitted that that looked like he had brought it upon himself.

The priest was jolted back to reality when the door opened and the vampire from before stepped through, this time wearing glasses and much looser clothing than before, the robes swirling as he walked. The smaller man took a seat at the foot of his bed, arms crossed and staring intently at him, blue eyes searching for something.

"Who are you?" the man demanded, dark eyes narrowing. "And why were you with a wolf?"

Shizuka shrugged, leaning back into the soft pillows at his disposal and staring down the vampire, noting the longer-then-average eyeteeth. Other than that, nothing gave away his bloodline. "I'm hungry."

For a moment all that could be heard was the quiet movements from the room that the vampire had come from, the soft slide of metal against metal and the hushed voices of the others. Wide blue eyes stared at him, mouth slightly agape, his lips working silently with the sudden shock of the statement.

"E-excuse me?!"

"Food," Shizuka repeated, glancing around and enjoying the flush that he didn't know could sweep across a vampire's cheeks; he always thought they needed to have fed freshly for reactions such as those to be possible.

"Why you rotten bastard-!" The immortal stood up abruptly, bed springs creaking under the loss of weight, and stormed to the door, flinging it open. Shizuka could see two surprised males peak inside, the blonde from before as well and a new face he couldn't yet identify. "Fai! Wake that good for nothing mongrel up before I tear the human to pieces and feed his bloody carcass to the cats!"

The blonde scrambled out of his seat and into the room, gently shutting the door before the enraged brunette could slam it and wake whoever else in the house was sleeping. Then he turned and grinned at Shizuka, hands on his hips and light blue eyes gleaming in the weak candle light.

"So, what did you say to our dear Kimihiro-chan to make him react so violently, hm? That's a rather abnormal response."

So Kimihiro was his name. Shizuka shrugged and pointed at his stomach the second it growled.

"'M hungry."
IV

An hour later, when all three of them were awake and aware Kimihiro returned with a tray of food, slammed it down on the table, and stormed out again, all the while grumbling under his breath about having to cook for such ungrateful louts while simultaneously trying (and failing) to ignore Rikuou's call of 'Wolf bait' at his back.

Shizuka had never eaten anything so good in his life.
V
So... sleepy. Urgh! I really want to make this into a separate story; I want to show what happens later, when they find out Kakei (vampire) has been seeing Saiga (werewolf) for years in the middle of the war and Fai starts calling Kurogane his big puppy!! XD I want to write it, but I'm too damn tired right now... -.- Tomorrow perhaps. Yeck. Yeah, Kimi-chan attract's wolves to him, something about his scent, so they use him as bait to lure the werewolves out. And Tomoyo is a shrine priestess at the Doumeki temple, so that's how Kuro-sama and Shizuka-kun know each other.