the next chapter/ part of my one shots!

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She needed him.

That was plan as day was blinding to his eyes. The young raven haired woman cast a look behind her making sure that no one was following her silent footsteps. Of course that would be impossible, in the dead of night under only the light of the full moon, only would a person who wanted death would travel at this time. Call her crazy, call her suicidal it matter not to her, she needed to see him once more.

For too long has she waited for his return but to no avail. He never returned to her balcony, never to caress her like he would, lay in her bed cradling her close to his wide chest, kiss her with those lips of his, only in his strong and possessive arms would he make her feel intoxicated. Only when they were one would she feel in ecstasy.

She wanted him.

Quickening her pace to a light jog, lifting her black dress over her stocking covered legs she rushed to his side, her coal black fauna boots clanging against the unforgiving cobble stone. Her dark purple eyes only looking foreword toward where he awaited as the dark, suffocating alley way walls of London, England loomed over her in almost silent quelled obsession. She was the heiress of her family name, praised to be the youngest woman to own half of the new world, loved by many for her beauty, her grace and intelligence. She was Kuchiki Rukia. Yet for all she cared about she could be a nobody laying naked in this wide world filled with evil and disgusting men who wanted only her body, as long as she was his. She didn't care.

She yearned for him.

Knowing that if she ran any faster she would be with him once more, however she could feel her lungs closing at the little amount of air she was letting in. Her heart twisted in pain, her lungs screamed for her to stop and catch a breath, her legs begged, yet her mind refused to stop until she was in his arms. Picking up her black dress once more, Rukia ran towards him.

'Closer! almost! I'm almost there!' the edges of the abandoned castle standing in the deserted parts of town grew larger in her blurring sight.

She needed him


Just as he needed her.

He could smell her on the wind as her sweet smell drifted through his nose, of wild roses and purity. Yes, she was pure like the moonlight that he longed for every time he awoke, just so he could see her porcelain skin, her glassy purple eyes once more. She gave him a propose to live on when all of society rejected him. It was on a night like this, long ago when he stumbled upon her balcony, her fluttering French doors basking in the soft summer breeze. He had heard her soft breathing from far away and he knew automatically that he had to have her, with the inhuman gracefulness he possessed he walked over her room, the soul of his black shoes never giving to the sound of his footsteps, as he stood over her angelic white canopy bed, her sleeping form under the fluffy sheets, with only her black bob of raven hair, head and shoulders peaked above. Normally he had the will power to hold temptation for many days, yet with one look to this sleeping woman his barriers broke into a million of glass mirrors, as he leaned over giving her a kiss.

Wide glassy amethyst eyes stared up at him in horror and shock, soon only to look at him in bliss. Bliss that the human world she lived in could never give her, that was the gift he gave her that night however it was also a curse he had placed on her. For each night she would yearn for him, want him with her, the young man didn't even try to deny the fact that he wanted to be with her again.

He wanted her.

To caresses her wholly and all, hold her close to his chest and drown in the smell of wild roses, to kiss her lips once more, that night she had placed her own gift and curse on him as well.

He yearned for her.

Yet he smiled as her could hear she was coming, running up the stair right now as it were, he would have her tonight.

He needed her.


"You came" he turned slightly to look at the young woman at his door panting breathless

"I needed to see you again"

"I know, as did I" in a single blink of her eyes he was by the towering broken window looking up at the moon and the next he was beside her holding her up bridal style. Her heart raced as he carried her to the blood red velvet couch making sure not the disturb the lose floor boards, stepping over the missing ones in grace only he possessed.

"Rest here and regain you breath" he commanded in his gentle yet demanding voice,

"My lord..."

"Rukia" she sat silently as he took off his midnight black cloak, releasing the star sapphire ice dragon laying horizontally keeping the cloak on his broad shoulders, once the cloak was gone she saw he was as breathtaking as he was long ago, dressed in his black dress shoes, coal black slacks, a tucked in rolled up white button down shirt under the reddest vest she had laid her eyes on, and she had seen plenty. A silver pocket watch hung limply from his left pocket. A gift she had given him.

"You are rested?" he inquired at the look of her now flushed face, she nodded releasing her own plum purple cloak, slightly shivering as the unforgiving winter wind blew through the abandoned mansion. She was dressed in a Victorian style crisp black dress, high collared with white lace flaring out tickling her jaw, tight fitted sleeves that made her arms smaller than they already were, lightly puffed shoulders.

"You look as beautiful as you did when I last saw you, my love" taking his seat beside her on her left letting his right hand grace her porcelain cheek, she turned to look at him better

"As you My lord"

"Rukia you may call me by my name, I am no lord" he gave a slight chuckle, rarely would he ever even smile.

"Yes, Toushiro" his vibrant emerald green eyes danced with amusement only she would arouse as his inhuman white hair bathed in the moonlight, as it showered his being. Slowly almost in a daze Rukia unbuttoned her collar letting the fabric fall over her white shoulders, watching her attentively were hungry lustful green eyes, he watched as her skin glowed as the moonlight danced on her making her look like the fallen angel he so believed her to be, her dark amethyst orbs glazed over watching him under her long black lashes as her raven hair as black as the night sky shined like the darkness in his heart. Holding the cloth close to her small breasts Rukia looked up into her lover's emerald eyes and nodded, taking this time he asked

"Are you sure? there will be pain.." afraid to hurt her once more, even if his body and mind demanded he kiss her.

"I care not, only when you kiss me do I feel free" her face flushed pink making him want her all the more, nodding his white head he slowly leaned down towards her chest, a few centimeters below her left collar bone hovering his tanned lips, tilting her head back gently he opened his mouth to the widest and bit into her flesh.


Beads of ruby red blood ran down Rukia's white chest down her back and valley. Gasps of pain quickly turned to groans of pleasure as she reached her right hand up to Toushiro's head as she pushed his fangs deeper into her chest,

"Ahh!" her heart beat hastened making Toushiro suck and lick all the more hungrily and lustfully. His moans of bliss masked by the sounds of his licking against the already swollen place he was biting. Only would the two of them share a kiss would they feel in ecstasy. It was law. A feeling that once experienced it can never be avoided, and together the two would forever be bounded. For as long as they shared each other's blood they would be forever free from time's grasp.

Toushiro's hot and burning tongue sucked and pulled at Rukia's chest, he could feel the blood pulse through her body, the smell of sweat, fear, passion mingled with wild roses played in his mind only making him yearn for more. He was a greedy man, he wanted everything from his raven haired lover, he wanted all of her forever! but he couldn't. If he ever let her drink his blood in return she would be brought into his dark world and that was something he would NEVER have. This world wasn't for her, she had her life as he had his, being together like this was enough.

Taking one last long drink of the woman's blood placing it in this memories for the next full moon, he released his deeply embedded fangs careful not to make the tare bigger the holes left by his fangs still open and fresh, letting his emerald eyes see the blood flowing under her skin, forcing his gaze to her pale face he moved her exhausted body to lean on his as he laid back on the couch, his legs straddling her lower body from under her, his arms around her waist as the back of her head laid in the crock of his left shoulder.

"I'm sorry Rukia I drank too much" her black locks shook slightly

"No, I knew what was to come and wished for it" turning her head to look up into his now calm green eyes she smiled with a slight blush, reassuring the worry of her well being in him a little. Seeing the silver cross earring he gave her in her left ear shine under the soft light of the full moon, he smiled kindly his fangs peaking through his lips

"I love you my Rukia" he whispered softly into her ear, making her shiver slightly on top of him he held her closer to his cold body

"I love you as well my Toushiro" leaning on his broad shoulder Rukia let her dark amethyst eyes close to slumbers sweet embrace, as Toushiro followed taking in her sweet smell once more, the smell of wild roses and purity.

He was a vampire and she mortal. Their love was forbidden by law. Yet they had found each other. Only by the light of the full moon would they share their love together as their blood mingled.

He was a vampire and she mortal.


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