Captured Hearts

Chapter Fifty: The Beloved

11:00 PM

Everyone slept together on the ground, all of the mates at each other's sides, and all of the friends in one general area. Bloody Tuesday had just about been as brilliant as it was out in the wild. Dino lied beside Lal Mirch, and Byakuran took the liberty to lie down and place a wing over the two as they slept. Fon was beside Skull; Enma and Skull snuggled up together for the night; Hayato and Takeshi lay together, as did Fran and Belphegor. Xanxus and Squalo retreated into their cave for the night, and Bluebell and Fuuta slept beside one another at the bottom of the pond. Byakuran and Kikyo were side by side; Ryohei fell asleep leaning against the entrance, waiting for Lussuria to say good night to him; Rasiel and Mammon cuddled up close to each other, as well. All were at peace, and a few, such as Dino felt content enough that they would be able to pass into another life with no regrets. But one who did not quite feel this sentiment was Hayato. He opened his dark, emerald orbs, and stood, slipping away from Takeshi for a moment to go wash his face off from the unusual blood-bonding experience that night. He cupped his hands, and began to wash off, but just as he began to clean his pointed ears, he noticed a light beyond the glass wall. He grunted, getting to his feet, and he walked over to the wall, his eyes slowly adjusting to the brightness. It seemed to be a fire, glowing amber, but trapped inside a veil of water-soaked leaves. Hayato recognized this technique. Werewolves had picked up on it shortly after vampires began to make these odd lanterns. As the creature stepped out of the forest, they held the lantern up, and the light just barely revealed their face. The skin was a feverish red, and the eyes were narrow. Uncombed, black hair hung about the face, and just hints of blood smears adorned their upper eyelids.

Still not visually adjusted, the werewolf lumbered back towards the sleeping creatures, and approached Dino. The silverette leaned down, and nudged Dino, so that the honey-colored gaze would be revealed. "Hayato?" he murmured, drowsily. Hayato pointed to the being outside, and Dino got to his feet, careful not to disturb Byakuran or Lal, and he headed over to the door. "Dude... that's... Hibarin!" he exclaimed. Everyone began to wake up, and Dino rushed to light the torches to alert the vampire to their presence. The elite outside dropped his lantern in suprise, but the damp moss over the top of it extinguished the fire- another tactic to prevent wildfire. The tamer quickly made everyone aware of the fact that Hibari was outside, then rushed out the entrance of the SCSB, accidentally leaving the door open. The vampires, werewolves, and those merpeople that were capable of walking hurried out the door, following Dino outside of the lab. But none of them ran once they were out. Even the centaurs, who carefully managed to follow the others outside, did not gallop into the wilderness when they had the chance. They were kept in place by that which stood before them. Hibari was quivering, obviously cold, and Dino shed his jacket, placed it over the vampire's shoulders, before taking him inside. They simply went into the hall, and all of the creatures circled about them, all filled with excitement. None of them noticed, but Bluebell and Fuuta had made it out of the enclosure, and were headed for the open door...

"Are you sure you're all right?" Fon asked. "I could give you blood to help you warm up."

"No... I'm fine," Hibari rasped. His face was gradually paling, becoming a healthier color as he sighed, "It's just my heart."

"Have you been drinking regularly?" Skull asked. "You really look terrible."

"Do I? Thanks," the elite said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "How's everyone been?"

"Oh, well, Kikyo and I...," Byakuran began, shuffling slightly. Hibari looked at the two centaurs, and smirked.

"Good for you two."

"Uh... I...," Lambo spoke up, "guess Reborn and I are kind of... kind of together."

"Congratulations."

"Hey, everyone," Dino said, "you all need to head back into the enclosure... Hibarin, would you like to go to Mukuro's room by yourself?" The vampire nodded.

"I'd like that," he answered.

"Dino," Lal Mirch said, before clearing her throat.

"Oh! Hibarin!" Dino said, taking Lal by the shoulders and holding her towards Hibari. "This is Lal Mirch. She transferred not too long after your leave."

"It's a pleasure," Hibari greeted, although he was obviously worn out.

"Same here, Hibarin," Lal said, taking his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Hope you have the time of your life with whoever... Now come on, Dino, let's head back..." Dino, Lal, and all of the other creatures left, all the doors were closed back up, but not before Fuuta and Bluebell could escape the SCSB. Hibari turned, and headed for the stairs to the hunter's bedroom. He climbed up them, and walked over towards the door, and at the moment he knocked, all color left his cheeks. He was right where his heart wanted him.

"... Dino...?"

"No."

"... Reborn?"

"No."

Hibari smiled. The hunter was adorable when he was tired. He heard the creak of the bed as, on the other side of the door, Mukuro got off of it, then footsteps, before the door at last opened. The two stood, staring at each other, equally shocked. Color rushed back into Hibari's face, not from sickness, but from the sight of his hunter after such misery. And color left the hunter's own, not from insanity, but from seeing Hibari again after craving him for days. The air became heavy, tense, and deafening. Who could break the silence? They stared into each other's eyes, both frozen in time, entranced by each other's beauty. Hibari's fangs began to grow irritated as he licked them continuously, his steel irides resting on the hunter's bare chest. That Mukuro could sleep shirtless in the autumn was just another sign of his brilliance, after all. Equally suprised by Hibari's oddly ragged appearance, Mukuro couldn't take his gaze away from the multiple irregularities. Hibari's hair was so messy, his body decorated by odd, red bruises, his clothes torn, a little wet, and very dirty. Was this how a vampire was supposed to live?

At last, the hunter opened the door and stepped aside, and Hibari silently walked in after him, before walking over to the bed, and sitting down on it. Mukuro closed the door and turned on the light, still watching the vampire's every move. To his utmost joy, the elite reached up, and pulled the string that held his cape around his shoulders, letting it drop down onto the bed. He then reached up, and undid the first button of his shirt, the second, the third, revealing more and more of his toned, yet clearly damaged body as he seductively removed his shirt. He gently pushed both articles of clothing to the ground, then reached up, and beckoned the hunter closer with a single finger.

Mukuro stalked up to the other, his mismatched eyes filled with affection and lust. He leaned in, reaching out and placing his hands on the pale shoulders, before meeting their lips together. The elite returned the action the moment it started, and emotion flowed between the two in a nearly electric flow. Soon after the kiss began, Hibari wrapped his arms around the hunter's body, and felt along the well defined spine, noting with disappointment that the hunter seemed just a little underfed. Mukuro eased out of the kiss, his eyes filled with concern, and he placed the tips of his fingers on one of many red bruises that decorated the vampire's body. "What happened to you?" he murmured.

"My blood started to fight me the more I spent time away from you," Hibari answered in an equally soft voice. "Don't worry. It'll heal soon... What about you, though? You're quite thin."

"I admit I skipped a meal or two," the hunter confessed. He then came in, and kissed Hibari's collarbone, before nibbling it, making the other wince slightly. The vampire then took a firmer hold on Mukuro's shoulders, got to his feet, and instead forced the hunter back down onto the bed so that he could at last have his drink. He came in, and opened wide, pinpointing the numbest area for his fangs, and at last sinking them into the other's neck. Mukuro gasped, and hugged the vampire tightly, realizing that his intake of the other's blood must've made things just a bit more pleasurable when it came to blood exchange. "Hibarin...," Mukuro sighed. "I've missed you so much." In place of speaking, the elite allowed the precious blood to flow through his fangs into his mouth. He quickly recognized the bitter taste of his own blood, but, as it was mixed with his true love, it was only that much better. He bit down harder, reaching back with one hand and feeling along Mukuro's waist. It wasn't long before his hand brushed over the hunter's most sensitive area, and Mukuro shuddered, closing his eyes. "Did I ever tell you I love you?" the hunter groaned, shifting slightly so that he could get a good grope on the vampire's backside, to which Hibari hissed. "All right, all right, easy," Mukuro protested, releasing the elite immediately. "So I bet Basil has just been spoiling you like mad, hm?"

"I guess so," Hibari snickered. "You jealous? Are you going to put me in place or something?"

"So help me I will," Mukuro taunted, and Hibari allowed himself to be turned back on to his back. Another, fiercer kiss was shared, and Hibari slid the tips of his fingers into Mukuro's waistband, before tugging down the hunter's trousers with ease. The hunter was less lucky. After all, the vampire before him always had a little something for nice, tight pants. Mukuro quickly succeeded in his objective with his willpower, however, soon leaving both him and the vampire completely bare. "It's been so long," the hunter cooed, his hand slowly going down the vampire's chest. "How much pleasure do you want for this one?"

"I'm a big boy, Mukuro, I can handle myself," Hibari answered in a low tone, folding his arms behind his head. "Scared?"

"Scared? Ha! I'll show you scared," the hunter answered, his eyes shining. Hibari had gone from that timid, ignorant virgin vampire to this seductive devil in a rather nice progression, and he loved that. He hastily went to get a couple condoms, as being safe was quite important to him since the incident with Heartsickness. Once he was prepared and Hibari was officially bored, he spread the vampire's legs, and leaned forward, blushing darkly. "Are you ready?" he whispered.

"Are you?" Hibari returned. The hunter smiled.

"All right, Hibarin," he cooed, before beginning to push himself in. Hibari immediately lost the cool guy act, scrunching up his face, and twitching slightly. "Haha! You look like Hayato!" Mukuro laughed, before leaning in to wipe the brimming tears from Hibari's eyes.

"Aw, shaddup, I could've said the same about you just a few seconds ago," the elite mumbled.

"Shhh," Mukuro hushed. He began to stroke the vampire to help him relax, and he was soon completely inside the other, panting lightly. "Tell me when," he whispered. The two waited for a few moments, until Hibari took control of pleasuring himself, and he muttered for Mukuro to move. The hunter began to do so, rocking in and out of him fairly smoothly, although it was still a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, Mukuro...," Hibari breathed, closing his eyes. "Love you."

"I love you, too, Hibarin," Mukuro whispered.

"Hey, call me something else. Everyone calls me Hibarin. Give me an alias that's special for you," Hibari said. The hunter thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Nah..." Mukuro suddenly gave a slightly rougher thrust, and Hibari squealed, before covering his mouth, blushing a little. "Take it easy," he complained. "... Hey, I used to have this bird..."

"Huh?"

"A bird. Uh... a skylark," Hibari elaborated. "Called him Hibird, y'know?"

"Hibird?" Mukuro said, before smirking. "So you want a pet name."

"Nevermind," Hibari grunted. He slid down into the bed, frustrated with the lack of pleasure, and he sighed. "All right, pick up the pace."

"Hmm?"

"You heard me," the elite muttered. "Pick it up. Seriously." The hunter shrugged, and started to increase his pace, gradually getting the vampire to feel all right. "Ah, that's better...," Hibari sighed. Encouraged, Mukuro quickly got out of hand, but it wasn't like the ravenette cared. After all, it was almost as if the faster the hunter got, the better everything felt. Hibari rapidly began to feel the tension increasing in his groin, and he moaned, holding the hunter tightly as he gave up on trying to make things better. "H-harder," he hissed. "You falter for a second and I swear I'll rip your heart out."

"Hahh... I guess... I have no choice... then...," the hunter groaned. "Close?"

"So close."

Mukuro moved as if controlled by the vampires words, as if possessed by his own pleasure, and the both of them came together, overcome by the need. Luckily for the hunter, he'd managed to wear down Hibari, and the both of them fell asleep, knowing that this was just the beginning.

Crimson Forest- Japan- Murky Pond- 11:18 PM

"We... we did it!" Fuuta cheered, hugging Bluebell tightly. "We escaped. The mermaid smiled, and tapped the other on the nose."

"You escaped. I just tagged along," she giggled. The two swam to the bottom of the pond, and just as they approached what appeared to be a good bed, a dark-tailed, dark-haired merman swam up to them, before freezing completely.

"Bluebell...," he whispered. "How...?" He then took notice of Fuuta, and gulped. "Who is this?"

"Who're you?" Bluebell countered, before gasping. "No way, are you possibly... Gen?"

The other merman looked away. "I go by a different name now," he sighed. "It's Phantom Knight."

"Well, gosh, it's been years!" Bluebell exclaimed, embracing the other tightly. "I'm so glad to have found you!"

"You... are?"

"Yeah! You were an important friend to me back in the days," Bluebell said. "Oh, and this is my boyfriend, Fuuta." The tan-haired merman blushed crimson, and looked away, knowing that this Phantom Knight guy very obviously had a thing for Bluebell. But his features became immediately relaxed as he heard the news.

"Oh," he said. "I'm so relieved... you found happiness." Bluebell shrugged, and gave the merman another hug, before looking around the pond for another place to sleep. Fuuta stayed beside Phantom Knight.

"Um... I'm sorry," he murmured. The other gave a suprisingly warm smile.

"Fuuta, right? Don't worry about me. I don't deserve Bluebell, and I'm too old for her now, anyway. But consider me your guard. I may have lost a number of precious things in this world, but I won't lose Bluebell again. Consider me your older brother, all right? I'll protect you two for the rest of my life." Fuuta blushed, quietly thanked the merman, then swam back to Bluebell.

Their lives were bound to be joyous.

Science Center for Supernatural Beings- Japan Branch- In the Dining Hall- 7:00 AM little over a Week Later...

Chrome and Tsuna helped each of the centaurs in through a ramp, Dino helped get the werewolves in safely, and Lussuria got Fran and Squalo into the large room, the vampires entering of their own accord. The room was full of creatures, and the scientists alike, for news had arrived from Italy. A vampire named I-Pin managed to destroy the generator that kept the invisible borders up, and she singlehandedly caused a mass breakout. No one was left in the ISCSB, and Reborn had only one response to give to them, that "the same happened over here."

Of course, it was a lie, but a lie that everyone appreciated. The JSCSB was going to be shut down and demolished by Reborn's orders. After all, the story of the vampire who came back was one that was quickly growing popular, making everyone from the organization rich enough to retire. It was obvious now that vampires, werewolves, merpeople, and centaurs weren't monsters any more. They had emotions, they could love, and they were not a subspecies. Any and all enslaved vampires were released by orders of the emperor, Sir Vongola IX, and Crimson Forest was being turned over to vampire society. The centaurs were going to be released into the mountains where they could breed, where they could coexist with minotaurs and be content. The merpeople were being released into lakes or oceans, depending on their preference, and the werewolves were free to go wherever they pleased.

At last, the guests of honor walked into the dining hall, Mukuro Rokudo and Hibari Natsu Kyoya II, the evident rings adorning their hands. The two bowed as their arrival was applauded, and they both sat down at the ridiculously long table, hand in hand. "Congratulations, you two!" Fon called, tossing a banquet of impressive bloody roses at Hibari. "You'll be so happy together!"

Hibari blushed, and Mukuro followed suit, before Reborn called for silence, clapping his hands together. "All right, everyone! We all know that things more or less turned out perfect for these two, but come on!" A chuckle swept through the room. "Lussuria, is everything ready?"

"Of course, boss!" Lussuria cheered, smiling broadly.

"Good. Tsuna, Shoichi, Enma, help Lussuria bring out the food, please."

Enma morphed into a hydra, a dragon with multiple heads that was actually long extinct, and held each of his five different jaws open, soon taking plates and setting them on the table. The table was soon done being set, and Enma morphed back to his favorite form, with feathers in his hair and hooves in place of his legs. After thanking Reborn for paying for such a feast, everyone began to eat, all of them incredibly happy. At last, they were a family.

After that night, everyone agreed to meet up every December first in Crimson Forest, bringing along with them all the family they could.

Hayato and Takeshi agreed to be taken to Italy, and a law was soon passed in the country, making the hunting of supernatural beings illegal. Hayato quickly found Bianchi, although, unfortunately, his mother had been shot. Hayato quickly remembered his hatred of humans, but knew he'd have to make an exception for those at the science center. He and Takeshi opened a sushi place, and Bianchi took the liberty to make the sushi extra special whenever any obviously egoist humans decided to drop by.

Byakuran and Kikyo were released into Trampled Prairie, a centaur and minotaur land that went way back. The two of them soon adopted a few orphaned centaurs, quickly starting their own herd, of which Byakuran was the proud leader. As a pegataur, he got all of the high treatment he wanted, and no one ever dared to question him. Ghost never bothered him or Kikyo, proving Byakuran's suspicions that his phantom brother had moved on to greater things, just as he had. One day, two mysterious centaurs, one with a thick red tail and a rude mouth, the other with a black, star-patterned pelt, showed up, and they joined Byakuran's herd, which soon became known as the Gesso. Every so often, however, the herd would have to defend their territory and grazing land from that damn troll, Levi.

Fon, Colonello, Enma and Skull slipped in to Crimson forest, and established a family relationship with Basil and Daisy, whom had adopted a child only a few days prior. Fon continued to practice his martial arts, and one day, I-Pin turned up in Crimson forest with two other vampires named Nozaru and Tazaru. I-Pin continued to learn from Fon, and the two others became guards for the heart of the forest, should humans ever invade again. Fon was acknowledged for his false fang, and Daisy showed Fon an herbal mixture that could be used to regrow his long lost fang. It miraculously worked. Colonello was given war training by Lancia should Japan ever need him. Skull found a pretty solid frendship with Chikusa and Ken, and Enma was loved by pretty much everyone, as most morphs ought to be. Unfortunately, that damn troll, Levi, kept breaking in and trampling their camp, making quite the uproar as he did so.

Belphegor and Fran moved into the nearest body of water to Murky Pond, an empty lake known as Lake SwanFeather. Bel found a litter of werewolf pups whose parents must've been poached, and tried to raise them, however Mammon and Rasiel had to step in to help. Bearing each other no ill will, Belphegor, Mammon, Rasiel and Fran decided to help this pack grow. Unfortunately for them, a few days later, an old, scruffy male came along, and claimed the litter as his own. The other werewolves could identify that this was the truth with a single sniff. This male, named Julie Katou, taught the four some useful techniques for hunting, as well as seducing females, should they ever need to know. He explained that his mate had been caught and killed by that damn troll, Levi.

Lussuria decided that cooking and cleaning just weren't his style any more. He wanted to be out, free to live with Ryohei. And so, after surveying all of the possible areas for them to live, he got on his trusty steed and rode off for the Kazeki mountains, to live with his love in the wilderness. Although, after finding a very nice place, Lussuria couldn't hold back. He fought the urges for a while, but soon got to tidying up the fields. Just so that the neighbors didn't think poorly of him. That damn troll, Levi would always come and mess things up, though, just driving Lussuria crazy!

Squalo and Xanxus managed to escape out into the mountains as well, but they found instead a rockier terrain. A place with thousands of crevices and caverns to escape into. It was perfect. The two of them found one cavern with a gorgeous pond caused by a melting glacier, in which they stayed for a long time, only leaving to meet up with Belphegor, Fran, and the new members of the Varia: Mammon and Rasiel. Sadly, every so often, that damn troll, Levi, would crash the meeting, making everyone their go on a rampage.

Dino and Lal built a cabin together near Murky pond, and lived together in it. Weeks after it had been built, the two decided to have children. And they would, except for one reason. See, this damn troll, Levi, kept storming into their cabin and wrecking the place. They really did hate the trolls.

Reborn and Lambo decided to move into town. Reborn bought a nice stable for Lambo to live in, and the two enjoyed a very peaceful balance together. They became well known in town, and Reborn began to advise others who were developing a love intrest in a supernatural being. Then, one day, this damn troll, Levi, stampeded into town, and Reborn decided to ignore the law, just this once. One bullet, and the world became a happier place.

As for Hibari and Mukuro, the two of them moved out into a field east of Trampled Prairie, in which there stood an old, abandoned orchard. The hunter-vampire couple nurtured this place back to its former glory, making it a beautiful sight, filled with blood-raised roses and intricate flower arrangements. Cherry trees bloomed every spring, and even though the raining blossoms made Hibari feel a little lightheaded, they were still beautiful. Owls began to nest in the trees, but Hibari had to drive away the occassional harpy in order to sustain this order. Linked mentally, physically, emotionally, legally, and by destiny, the two of them lived out the rest of their lives in peace.

And all loved.

-Owari

Ahem! All right, if this video is ever going to happen, then we'll need to stay in touch! Look out for the next fanfiction from me. It will be another vampire story, 6918/1869, B26, 8059, and XS. More pairings may come, as well. It will be called Day Job, and chapter one is scheduled to be posted on June 9. It will NOT be a repeat of Captured Hearts, but I do expect it to prosper.

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