Blood. I want blood.

The shackles around my wrist jingled as I struggled. My muscles were tensed and aching, yet I continued to strain against my bonds. My head shook, stretching, hoping that I could just get a taste.

Give me blood. I want it.

The chains binding my body to the concrete chair in the middle of the cottage jangle as I try to break free. My head hurt as I was being left without of what I truly needed. I felt myself losing my sanity but I was desperate and I could hear my own snarls echo across the room.

Give it to me. I want some now.

Glasses of blood surrounded me on shelves of the shed. The smell of it the blood intoxicated me. It stood there as if it were a temptation. I had the blood in my reach, but I couldn't have it. I was being denied of my only desire.

I want it. Give it to me NOW.

Takashi stepped into the dimly candle lit cottage. It was part of the training scheme I had planned. I had been here for 6 days already. But in my mind, that plan was long forgotten. In my mind, there was only one thing I focused on.

My hunger for blood.

Takashi stood in front of me. His collar was down and the first few buttons of his shirt was unbuttoned so I could see the blood from the small wound on his neck drip down. I snarled at him as the sweet untainted smell of his blood floated over to me.

Blood. I wanted that blood.

'Tsuki. There are humans coming through the forest.' He leaned closer to me.

'Innocent humans.'

That made me forget my hunger just for a while, forget the blood. No more innocent blood should be spilt. The image of their bodies durrounded in their own blood flashed in my mind and burned my eyes. I don't want to be a murderer. Like the one that killed the parents that cared for me.

Takashi looked mildly surprised as I desperately clamped my new fangs into my lip and held my breath. I tilted my head back and let the blood from my fresh wound try to coat the rawness in my throat. I was surprised. I had calmed myself down by tricking my own body that I had gotten new blood.

But that didn't last long. I felt the hunger starting to flame up again in my throat. I looked at Takashi frantically, begging him to give me blood, before I became consumed again by my hunger. Understanding what I needed, he quickly undid my bonds and passed me one of the glasses from the shelves.

After I finished one glass, he stopped me from getting a second glass. 'Not yet. You'll feel sick.' I tried to argue with him but I couldn't. The pain in my throat stopped me from talking. As I tried to stand up from the seat I had been sitting on for the last 6 days, I collapsed before I could even stand. I was lucky that Takashi caught me before I lost any more blood.

I felt light headed and on the verge of fainting as he picked me up and took me to the cottage nearby. As I began to drift off, I remembered this warmth. I never had something calm me down so much.

XxXxXxX

The morning sunshine woke me up. I felt so tired and my muscles hurt. The bed felt so comfortable, trying to lure me back to sleep. But I knew I had rested enough.

I managed to sit up, but everything was painful. I placed my feet on the floor and leaned forward. But before I stood up, I remembered the time I was in that chair. I sat there frozen as I recalled those 6 days.

But this worse.

I could see myself from outside my body. My reactions scared me and made me question myself: was that really me? What I saw was a monster, a beast in human form. There was no essence of human in that thing.

'Tsuki?'

I looked up and saw Takashi standing in the shadow of the door. I quickly wiped the few tears that came with my fear and pushed the stray strands of hair behind my ear. 'Good morning, Takashi-san.' He was gentler than I expected, gentler than any vampire I had met.

As I stood up, I felt my muscles fail me and the ground coming towards me at a rapid rate. I closed my eyes and I held my arms out in front of me and braced for impact but I didn't feel anything. When I opened my eyes again, Takashi was on the floor holding me by my waist. His face was covered by the shadow of my body.

I finally realised how close our faces were and I blushed as I struggled to move out of this position. But his arms wrapped firmly around me. 'Please, will you allow me to stay like this a little longer,' he whispered. I relaxed, feeling comfortable. Taking a look at his face, I could see he was at peace.

Soon after, Takashi's hold on me relaxed and he helped me back onto the bed. He quickly shut the curtains behind me and then sat next to me on the bed. 'I'm sorry about that. It's just that you remind me of someone I really cared for when I was younger.'

He stood up and went to back to the door and as he began to close it, he said, 'You should rest now. And please forget what I just did.'

He left me there on the bed confused. When he held me, I had this feeling, on that I cannot use words to explain. But I know one thing. I know I have felt this before and for some reason, I really missed it.