Captured Hearts

Chapter Forty-two: The Released

Science Center for Supernatural Beings- Japan Branch- All-Inclusive Enclosure-

Hibari and Basil stood at the entrance with Mukuro, both of them trembling slightly. The hunter placed his hands on their shoulders. "All right everyone, this is it," he said. "Any final words to them?"

Byakuran said, "Thanks for everything, you two!"

Fran called out, "I love you! ... You know. Like a friend."

Fon announced, "I love you too, cousin; it was so wonderful to see you again."

"Good luck, you two~!" Lussuria cried. A portion of Hibari wanted to cry. He knew what he was leaving behind, and he'd miss them all. But at the same time, he knew that he'd only be on the other side of the glass. He let Mukuro lead them both out, and they walked silently through the corridors, before walking outside.

"Is this it?" Hibari asked.

"This is it," the hunter answered. A gush of cold air swept over the three, and Hibari shuddered, holding his cape around his body.

"Cold...," he sighed.

"Yes, this will be quite the change from your temperature-controlled enclosure," Mukuro chuckled. "You've been living in a snowglobe for a while now."

"It's all right, my lord," Basil said, stepping forward. "Canst thou hear the sounds of the earliest birds in the trees? The hum of insects beyond the shrubs... and most importantly..." The young vampire hugged his mate tightly. "Oh, my Lord! The sound of freedom, canst thou hear it?"

Hibari smiled. He knew that it had long been Basil's desire to escape their captivity, and he was ready to leave with the vampire. He glanced back at Mukuro. "Thanks for everything," he whispered. Mukuro's eyes were full of sorrow as he reached over, and he placed his hands on the vampire's shoulders.

"Be safe," he whispered. The two vampires turned, and began to walk away, but Hibari looked back so many times that it broke Mukuro's heart. The illusionist sank to his knees, his lower lip trembling as the vampires disappeared into the dark. "I'll miss you," he breathed. "Oh, Hibarin, I miss you already!"

A hand was placed on the illusionist's shoulder, and he was stunned to see his boss. "R-Reborn?" he began.

"Our rules are in place for a reason, Mukuro Rokudo," Reborn sighed. "It's a pity that you thought you could evade the bond of blood. Come inside now."

"Then, you're not angry?"

"No. That vampire was rebellious. He'd put us out of business. I'm glad that you have finally learned your lesson," Reborn sighed. "They aren't our equals. And we can't fall in love with them." Even as he said it, the boss inwardly cursed his hypocrisy, and he lead the hunter back inside.

Crimson Forest- Japan- 3:00 AM

"Freedom, freedom~," Basil sang, lacing himself around the trees and bushes. "My Lord, is this not grand?"

"It's beautiful," Hibari agreed. "But Basil... I've been meaning to share a blood under a gorgeous, full moon like this for a long time now... What do you say?"

Basil's cheerful expression turned to one of total bliss, and he threw himself into the older vampire, then tossed off his cape and shirt. "Drink away, my Lord," he cooed. "Even if thou were to take all of me here, I would still be happy." Hibari sighed, and leaned in. He nibbled along Basil's neck, seeking out the best place to take from. He at last came upon the traditional sweet spot, and he softly bit down, holding Basil's small body in his arms as he drank. The younger vampire clung to him like a child, and moaned loudly, making it obvious that he was rousing the attention of any nearby vampires. "Harder, my Lord~," Basil said, his voice remarkably gentle. "Don't hold back... we're free..."

Hibari swallowed hungrily, convinced by Basil's joy, and he realized that his mate's blood was even sweeter than normal. It was mixed with someone else's blood, and while most vampires would be seething with envy, Hibari was able to identify this mixture, and he began to nurse on Basil like a vampire that was just developing its fangs. That taste... unlike any other in the world, giving a sense of security, and pure love as well... Hibari could feel the tangible bond between him and Basil strengthen, but something else emerged, as well. An old bond was reinvigorated... forming from the back of his mind...

"Uh... e-excuse me? Are you... are you someone from the Hibari clan?"

Hibari looked up to see a vampire before him, one who looked to have been related to the one that was killed earlier. He had wavy, pine green hair, and dark circles around his eyes, and in his arms, he cradled a pink, stuffed bunny with several patches. "I am indeed," Hibari said, backing away from Basil. The euphoric vampire slumped into him and fell asleep against his chest, and Hibari caught him with one arm as he collapsed. "And you are?"

"D-daisy, your highness," said the vampire, bowing. "Then, you have taken a mate, my Lord?"

"Yes."

"How wonderful!" Daisy said, smiling brightly. "The Hibari clan is alive, then! Ahh, come with me, please, my Lord. I'll offer you a den to sleep in for the night." Hibari picked up Basil and followed alongside Daisy into the heart of Crimson Forest, where the cries of young vampires could be heard. Noise in the area died down as the green-haired male and Hibari entered a clearing, and as the helping vampire stepped into the center, he announced, "This is one of the Hibari Clan!"

A cheer arose in the area, and vampires began to emerge. There was a dark haired vampire with straight hair, wearing glasses and a white beanie, as well as what seemed like a barcode on his cheek. Hibari resisted the temptation to ask his price. A vampire with eyes as wild and timid as Xanxus stepped out, a broken vampire hunting chain cuffed to one of his wrists. There was a girl with pink hair and cheerful eyes, with a somewhat screeching voice that made Hibari wince. And then, there was what seemed to be a vampire werewolf hybrid, sitting on all fours and barking happily.

"Um, my lord, this is Chikusa," Daisy said, indicating to the vampire with a beanie. "This is Lancia." The one with the chain. "M.M." The one with the annoying voice. "And this is Ken." The halfbreed.

"Ken?" Hibari felt as though he'd heard the name before.

"Welcome back, my lord," said Lancia, taking a few steps forward and holding out his hand. Hibari had Basil in his arms, but thankfully, a handshake was most certainly not what the vampire was looking for. Hibari knelt down, and sank his long fangs into the other's wrist. He took a few swallows of the thick liquid, then backed off, and some of the surrounding vampires cheered once more, before coming up and crowding around Hibari. This, however, was too much. The elite shooed all of the others away from him, and followed Daisy into a small wooden den, where he and Basil would sleep for the night.

Science Center for Supernatural Beings- Japan Branch- The Hunter's Bedroom- 5:00 AM (1-Person Lemonade Warning- Key Event Weaved in!)

"Did you get it?" Mukuro whispered as Dino walked in. The tamer handed him a bottle filled with a crimson liquid.

"I don't know what you're going to do with it, but savor it in whatever way you can," he sighed. "This bottle contains every last trace that vampire will ever have in this place." The hunter nodded, silently dismissing the tamer. As the blonde left, Mukuro stared at the blood inside the bottle for a while, before placing it against his lips and tilting his head back.

It was a deadly sin, and he knew it. But that blood was the only thing he had left, and he knew that it was the one thing would bring him closer to his love. He let each drop of the ruby liquid slide sweetly down his throat, and he sighed, remembering Hibari's disgust upon biting himself. If the huntercould drink this stuff all day, he'd be content. However, he knew that this was a one-time only occasion perfectly well. He soon put the bottle down for a moment, then took off his jacket and shirt. The hunter roamed his hands over his own body, sighing at the cold tips that explored his skin. "Hibarin," he breathed. He took a hold of the bottle once more, and took another swallow of the blood of his true love, his lips tingling at the foreign taste and texture. Mukuro sighed, sliding his hands back down, this time toying with his waistband. He slowly slid off his pants, leaving on only his underwear, and he sighed, leaning back. The hunter leaned back and pulled out the band holding his hair in it's usual shape, letting the longer hair pool over his shoulders.

Their first mating. It was the only thing Mukuro thought about as the blood trickled down his human throat, and as he moved his hands over his own body. "Hibarin," he sighed. "I love you..." The pain lighted- if only a little- when Mukuro determined that he was strengthening the blood bond that linked him to Hibari. Maybe, this way, they could somehow stay together. The hunter at last couldn't stand any more, and he slid his hand into his boxers. He gasped as the cold fingers touched his hot arousal, and he closed his eyes tightly, running his hand over the appendage. He thought of Hibari, the beautiful vampire who once gave him unbelievable pleasure and love, and he began to pump his hand over his manhood, bringing the bottle of blood back to his trembling lips and drinking more.

He knew the consequences of drinking a vampire's blood. He might grow too attached to the taste, in which case an addiction might develop. He might actually grow fangs and become a vampire himself, but if that happened, Mukuro swore he would get his fangs pulled. His life would stretch out longer than any other human's; he'd watch all of his human friends die. And worst of all, he would grow, personality-wise, like one of them, and seek out vampires to drink his blood.

But it didn't matter anymore.

Since the vampire was gone, Mukuro was fine with throwing away life as he knew it. Hibari was too special, too pure, too lovable, and now, the hunter knew he wouldn't see the elite again. More than likely, Basil was going to take his love to some special place far away, and Mukuro would never see Hibari again. "I love you so much," Mukuro sighed. "Damn... damn Heartsickness." He hated his own ignorance with everything he had. If it weren't for his dumb jealousy, none of this would've happened. "Ah-!" came the somewhat strangled cry as the stressful pleasure peaked. The hunter finished the bottle, groaning as his body slowly settled, then began to ache. His stomach already felt sore as it rejected the blood that flooded inside it, but Mukuro would have it no other way. He would take any kind of pain as long as it was for Hibari Natsu Kyoya II.

Just outside his room, Dino bit his lip, and began to walk away. Mukuro had never been so insane as to take such an enormous risk, but then again, he realized, losing Hibari must've been more traumatic than he had thought. Dino's father had always told him about true love and how special it was to believe in, but Dino never experienced the emotion himself. He strongly believed that 'true love' was something that vampires, exclusively, held the secret to creating, and that no human could follow in that path.

Thankfully, he was wrong.

-End Chapter

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